[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Song Zechen quietly moved away from his chair, stood up and bowed politely to the interviewing teacher. The interviewer was an old lady, and when she said goodbye, she showed her first smile since he came in. .

Today he participated in the interview at Seoul National University. After saying hello to a few students who were also interviewing at the door of the classroom, he strode and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Walking up the stairs to the first floor, Song Zechen found the location of the reading room with his mobile phone in his hand.Min Yunqi sat on a chair in the reading room on the first floor, dressed simply, like a college student at school.Song Zechen stayed at the window for a while, seeing that Min Yunqi didn't realize that he was "indulging" in the books, he took a few photos and waited for a while. After Min Yunqi raised his head, he tapped on the window glass and beckoned Min Yunqi to go out.

"Brother, I'm fine, let's go home." Worried about disturbing others, Song Zechen walked out of the teaching building and went outside without a sound.

"Don't rush away, this is Seoul National University, Seoul National University, this may be the only chance in my life to step on the ground of Seoul National University." Min Yunqi stopped Song Zechen from walking forward and was about to get into the car, pulling His arm wished to stay a little longer.

Song Zechen was amused by Uncle Min Yunqi's exclamation tone, and let the man pull his sleeves and rush forward: "Brother, do you know the way?"

Min Yunqi stopped in embarrassment, turned his head viciously: "Lead the way!"

"I don't know each other either, let's just 'ran' around." Song Zechen raised his hat to cover most of his face, wearing a black mask tightly, with his hands in his pockets, any fan here Can't recognize who this person is.

Min Yunqi slowed down his pace, suddenly felt light on his body, turned around in doubt, Song Zechen picked up the schoolbag he was carrying with one hand.

"Bring it back to me."

"no need."

Of course, Song Zechen would not listen to Min Yunqi's words, and directly pulled off the shoulder strap of the schoolbag with his hands, and flung it back, the strap soon left traces on the fluffy down jacket.

"What did you bring that is so heavy?" Song Zechen adjusted the length of the schoolbag strap, "I don't know, I thought it was you who came to take the exam today. Are you a primary school student, do you like to make your schoolbag so heavy?"

"Shut up!" Min Yunqi quickly stretched out his hand from his pocket and pushed Song Zechen to vent his dissatisfaction, and then quickly retracted without staying in the cold air outside for too long, "It's full of food, I thought you were going to be interviewed for a long time .”

In the morning, I deliberately prepared a large bento according to the recipe, and stuffed a lot of motion sickness medicine, stomach medicine, etc. nervously and nervously, miscellaneous things that are definitely not needed, but they can always be brought Create a sense of security.

What if.

As a result, Song Zechen came out with a calm face, even a smile on his face, which made him worry for nothing.

"Are you sure?" Min Yunqi mentioned cautiously.

"No." Song Zechen broke his expectation without hesitation.

"Then why did you come out smiling?"

"That's a commercial smirk, I hope the teacher will give me more points when he sees that I smile so well." Song Zechen shrugged, turned around and reproduced that smirk for Min Yunqi again.

Perhaps due to the cold weather, there were not many people on the road to the campus, and this weather was not the best time to visit the campus. The lake was frozen, and the trees on the path had dead branches.

"It should come in spring, when there will be cherry blossoms."

"Didn't you say that you are not familiar with the school?" Min Yunqi proudly seized this loophole and prepared to fight back, using Song Zechen's dishonesty to deceive people to trick him.

Song Zechen showed eight teeth, no sarcasm was better than sarcasm: "Of course I don't know, but the sign tells me this is a cherry blossom tree."

Min Yunqi looked along the line of sight, and the words "cherryblossom" written on the iron sign beside the tree deeply hurt his eyes and hurt his face.

"Brother is going to release a mixtape this year, our gloss, dtownboy." Song Zechen jokingly called out Min Yunqi's former stage name.

"Well, yes."

"That must be cool." Song Zechen blew it up before seeing the real thing.

Last year Kim Nam Joon released a mixtape, this year Min Yoon Ki, and then Jung Ho Suk, the strength of the three big mountains of BTS's rapperline is obvious to all.

"Brother, can you sing a ballad?"

When it comes to songwriting, Song Zechen became interested and took the opportunity to make this request to Min Yunqi. In addition to his high pitch, Min Yunqi's drunk voice must be a killer in his opinion, but his ambition exploded when he got to the vocal part , never fully sang a normal song.

"I can't write, I don't want to write, I don't sing." Min Yunqi was still immersed in the depression that he was defeated in the previous competition, and what was even more depressed was that the person concerned didn't take it seriously at all, and now he turned back coldly .

"Oh." Song Zechen pursed his lips and lowered his head.

Min Yunqi paid attention to Song Zechen's expression the whole time, and noticed that the people around him seemed to be in a bad mood after being rejected. He panicked for a moment, and quickly cleared his throat: "Well, you wrote it and sang it for me. I can think about it, of course, just think about it." .”

Continue to secretly stare at Song Zechen's reaction.

Song Zechen pulled the zipper to the top to prevent the cold wind from entering his neck: "It's not like you don't know, it's been a long time since I wrote."

During the period of "In the Mood for Love pt2", I was busy with the college entrance examination, and the production room was full of workbooks and composition books, all of which were dusty.The songs written earlier in "In the Mood for Love pt1" were all returned by Fang Shihe.

Speaking of this, I became even more angry. At that time, Fang Shihe made a difficult request, "Since you have written an elegy, let others listen to it. If half of the company's people cry, I will let you pass it." However, he was frustrated halfway. Well, several staff members in the company said that they were blocked after hearing it, but his seven straight male teammates were expressionless and even a few of them were laughing and joking, which made him want to beat them to tears.

Song Zechen came to Fang Shihe's office again in frustration. Fang Shihe wiped away the tears that did not exist in the corner of his eyes, and regretfully announced that the song could not be passed-it was really "Crocodile Fang Fat's tears".

In fact, Song Zechen knew that it was because his songs were too stylized and stuck in a bottleneck, but it was not as good as the aura before his debut.

"Then write it again, it can always be written." Min Yunqi didn't care.

"Then it's settled, you can sing it for me after you write it." Song Zechen no longer struggled, and first dug a hole for the other party to jump in.

"Row."

"It's too cold, let's go in." Min Yunqi couldn't bear it after wandering around for a long time, and grabbed Song Zechen's sleeve and walked towards the coffee shop.

But after entering the coffee shop with heating, he was alive and well, and said to the waiter who ordered, "I want an iced Americano."

Song Zechen frowned: "You still eat ice when it's so cold, you were still taking stomach medicine the day before yesterday."

"I'm hot now."

"That's not possible either."

"I want a cappuccino, I'm sorry to replace the iced Americano with a hot one." Song Zechen frowned and asked the waiter softly.

"I want ice."

"Please change it to hot."

The waiter stood awkwardly on the spot, and glanced left and right at the two people who were frowning at each other. They didn't seem to be annoying. The left side was paralyzed and the right side was indifferent, but the right side seemed to be more terrifying. She hurriedly said, "Okay sir, change it to hot." Fleeing away, to prevent the war between the two men from affecting the innocent self.

Min Yunqi kicked Song Zechen depressedly: "Are you annoying?"

Song Zechen didn't dodge, and stood firmly against the force, raising his eyebrows: "When the coffee comes later, you won't be able to have the creamer ball."

Suffer you.

Min Yunqi was seized by his lifeblood: "I was wrong."

"When will everyone come back?" Song Zechen replied to the message that Park Jimin sent him, a picture of the scenery of Busan.

Taking advantage of the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year and the exhaustion of last year, Fang Shihe extended the vacation for the members with a big wave of his hand. Everyone was happy at home and everyone weighed a few pounds, except that the family was busy with the university in the local area. Song Zechen, who was interviewing for admissions, and Min Yunqi, who had little interest in going home, stayed in the dormitory, scratching their heads about what to eat every day, because they were too lazy to go out because they didn't know how to cook, and they thought the takeaway was dirty and even lost weight.

"We don't have anything to do at the beginning of the year. If we want to create, we can create at home. They won't come back so early." Min Yunqi replied and brought several Song Zechen's creamer balls from the tray.

"It's just the two of us living a decadent life. Zhengguo sends me the delicacies of his hometown every day. Aren't he and brother Jimin both from Busan? We even made an appointment to go shopping in Busan together."

Song Zechen sighed, the life without the members is so boring, and the life without Seokjin is so sad, he misses the rice cake soup.He and Min Yunqi have been working as salted fish at home since the holidays. It is better for him to go out often because he has to prepare for interviews, but Min Yunqi really refuses to take an extra step, his bangs are almost covering his eyes.

"We can go out and play too."

"This is your last interview." Min Yunqi leaned forward slightly, looking forward to it.

Song Zechen opened the memo on the phone: "Yes, Seoul University is the last match, and there should be nothing else going on."

"Isn't that just right, how about we go out to play?" Min Yunqi urged, in fact, he was about to get bored at home, Song Zechen could still go out to study, he had nothing else to do except sleep and compose.

"But I have promised several people that I will go on a trip. How many places will I go to next?" Song Zechen waved his fingers and hesitated: He grandpa, brother He Taiyi and himself went out alone.Although he wants to walk more to relax, but running too many places may become a burden.

"How about going to Japan?"

"Huh? Good." Song Zechen was still using the memo to arrange the next itinerary, and subconsciously replied without hearing what Min Yunqi said.

"What's your passport number? Oh, no need, I have a record here." Min Yunqi whispered while holding his phone.

"My passport number is..." Song Zechen stopped talking and looked up as soon as he was about to report the number, "I don't remember my passport number either. What do you want my passport number for?"

"No need now, I'm done."

"What's over?" Song Zechen had a bad feeling.

"Flight tickets booked."

Min Yunqi showed his face to the "confused" Song Zechen, showing his first triumphant smile since today: "Two air tickets to Japan."

The gums were all "exposed", and he added triumphantly: "Tomorrow."

"Let's go home and pack our bags now." The tone of the last sentence floated into the sky.

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