[Entertainment] Chen Guang

When Song Zechen came out of the recording studio, he hadn't escaped from the emotion of the song. He leaned against the wall to modify the points that he felt needed to be improved. He didn't communicate with the Quan Dao type present, and was immersed in his own world.

Quan Daoxing checked and saved the demo, then turned his head and said to Song Zechen: "This song makes me feel uncomfortable. Your condition is much better than before."

"I don't know if I can pass the level of Fang pdnim." Song Zechen himself was satisfied with this, but Fang Shihe had a hurdle that was hard to say.

"I'm sure I'm sure this time." Quan Daoxing is still at ease. Song Zechen's songs seem to have broken through that bottleneck and returned to the original aura. His composition and lyrics can be praised as "wonderful".

"Do you want to cry after listening to this song?"

"what?"

"Do you want to cry after listening to it?" Song Zechen repeated his question again.

"Why do you suddenly ask this kind of question, but I really want to cry. After listening to it, I feel depressed. If anyone has a similar relationship experience, he will cry immediately." Although Quan Daoxing was puzzled, he still answered.

"OK" Song Zechen snapped off a finger, "The first one."

"what?"

"Fang pdnim asked me to write an elegy to make more than half of the company feel sad. I'll count you in first." Song Zechen was eager to try.

After communicating with the Quan Dao type for a while, Song Zechen decided to go out to catch the strong men, and Park Jimin, who was playing games in front of the sofa after returning to the dormitory, became his first target.

"Brother Jimin, come and listen to this song for me."

Park Jimin put away the game console, took the earphones and asked, "Okay, what's the name of this song?"

""anonymous"."

"How is it?" Song Zechen asked impatiently after calculating the time for about half of the song.

Park Jimin took off his earphones and kept silent. Song Zechen's heart sank a lot. The last time I showed this song to this guy, this guy and his 95-year-old relative were laughing and terribly embarrassed, and told him, "I know this song is very sad. But I don’t feel it.” This time, it’s not about collating words to comfort him.

Just as Song Zechen wanted to smooth things over to save himself, Park Jimin quietly put his earphones back into his ears and played it on a loop, with his head down and his bangs covering his face so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Song Zechen is really at a loss now, and didn't say anything, waiting for this friend's reaction.

Park Jimin pressed the earphones to make the sound go deep into his ears. He remained silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his head, tightly grasping Song Zechen's arm and said earnestly:

"Zechen, it doesn't matter if you lose your love, brother will always be by your side."

"Your name is Song Zechen, and I will remember it even when I die."

Song Zechen was startled by such a move at first, he was sitting on the ground instead of squatting, after listening to Park Jimin's speech, he was quite speechless, and grabbed the phone: "Okay, don't listen. "

"I have never been in love at all, don't you know if I have been in love?"

"Oh, that's right." Park Jimin agreed after careful consideration.

As a member of the army of dead houses, Song Zechen is bored at home or in the company's practice room or production room every day. The company staff commented that "Zechen may feel that the people outside are not as good-looking as he looks in the mirror in the dance studio, so he has no motivation to go out." Although the rainbow fart is a bit exaggerated, it reflects that he is really not keen on socializing.

"Then how did you write such a sad song?" Park Jimin snatched back the phone from Song Zechen's hand and clicked the play button to play it. He scratched his ears from the first note, and lost his mind after hearing the melody that matched the lyrics.

"Imagine it." Song Zechen changed into a convenient and comfortable cross-legged position, "Don't you understand?"

Imagination is the source of inspiration for his survival, and his lack of life experience cannot be used as his reliance, which is why he is prone to getting stuck.

"This song is perfect. I want to cry when I get to the line "Even the first and last names are luxury." Park Jimin sighed, couldn't help empathizing, savoring it with a sour face and a sore nose.

"Want to cry?"

"think."

"Can you cry?"

"Yes." Park Jimin said as tears welled up in his eyes.

"That's really great!" Song Zechen stood up excitedly, put a tissue in Park Jimin's hand, and walked out excitedly. After walking a few steps, he realized that he forgot to bring his mobile phone, so he went back to pick it up, and patted Park Jimin. shoulders.

"Thank you for your tears."

"Don't cry, be strong."

Park Jimin's tears were still there, with question marks on his face.

In just a few days, Song Zechen once became an existence avoided by everyone in the company because there were rumors that "Song Zechen is actually a devil who can make a person cry when he meets him". The person concerned is fearless and very satisfied. In front of Shi Hyuk's office, he asked the other party to check and accept the results.

"I heard about it." Fang Shihe expected that Song Zechen would come to find him. Someone had told him about the child's actions in the company these days, and he was looking forward to it in his heart.

"Bring it to me and listen to it."

After the song was played, Song Zechen stared closely at Fang Shihe's facial expression, trying to find out something.

Fang Shihe's face froze, he took off his glasses slowly, blinked, and sighed: "Oh!"

"what happened?"

"It's okay, I remembered the process of my secret love in the past." Fang Shihe sighed, lost in memory.

The corners of Song Zechen's mouth twitched, showing no sympathy, and echoed with an embarrassing dry laugh: "Hehehe."

"What are you doing! I was also a piece of grass in Seoul when I was young, okay?" It seemed that Song Zechen's disdain had quickly turned into reality, and Fang Shihe was very dissatisfied.

"Yes, yes, Fang Fang's milk skin, Fang Fang debuted in C position!" Song Zechen imitated the appearance of fans cheering, stretched out his fist and rushed forward.

Fang Shihe took a deep breath, and wanted to pour coffee on Song Zechen's face that deserved a beating no matter what.

"Is this song your solo or for the team?"

"Ah, I don't care. Add rap to the team. I don't think it's appropriate to add rap to this song."

"I suggest to be a team member. There is a Thai voice that is more suitable than you." Fang Shihe suggested.

"That's okay, how about adding some rap to Vocalline or Brother Nan Jun to make a group song." Song Zechen didn't have much thought at all.

"You really have no ambition." Fang Shihe laughed.

"There's no need for this kind of ambition. Do you still want to compete for a part? Why don't you have nothing to do?" Song Zechen wrapped the headphone cable around his fingers.

After the tracks and sequence of the album were roughly finalized, everyone finally had the real feeling of coming back.

In addition to body management, the company packed them up and sent them to a beauty salon for image management.

Tian Zhengguo wandered around with a face painted black, and walked up to Song Zechen to make faces.

Song Zechen laughed out loud, "What's on your face?"

"They say it's mud."

Cody shouted from a distance: "This is deep sea mineral mud, what kind of mud, don't talk nonsense!"

"Ah, isn't that also mud?" Tian Zhengguo was not convinced.

Song Zechen smiled and teased the real maknae and motioned for him to sit beside him.

"Aze, you are finally going to dye your hair." Tian Zhengguo looked curiously at Cody who was holding a "color" card for comparison.

Song Zechen's ban on black hair was finally lifted, and now all parties are ready to move, and his teammates are looking forward to Cody.

"Zechen, we have to bleach our hair this time." Cody stroked Song Zechen's hair, it was black and soft, and there was a hint of regret in his words.

"It will be very painful." Tian Zhengguo added.

"Ah, then what if I'm in pain?" Song Zechen's mouth curled up in a coaxing tone because he was busy.

"See if it hurts and I won't hurt anymore." Tian Zhengguo said this very embarrassingly.

"Okay, thank you maknae." Song Zechen made an "ok" gesture.

Jin Suozhen, who sat on the side and listened to the whole process, let out a lonely lament of being alone.

"What color is Zechen going to dye this time?" Jin Shuozhen determined to insert into their world of two.

"Purple." Cody answered him.

"Big hair, it must look good." Jin Shuozhen admired.

"Purple"?" Song Zechen was a little worried, "Could it be deep purple? That wouldn't look good."

"No, don't worry, it's lavender, and you can control any color of your skin."

"Okay." Song Zechen was skeptical. He had never dyed his hair since he was born, and he didn't know what the effect of dyeing his hair would be. He could only resign himself to fate.

After bleaching his hair, Song Zechen frowned at himself with yellow hair in the mirror: "It's so ugly."

"Where?" Tian Zhengguo was always on the front line to retort.

After tidying up, Min Yunqi also came over to watch: "Are you going to dye your hair?"

"correct."

"Dye it a few times and get used to it. Although the effect is good, the hair will turn into dry grass." In this regard, Min Yunqi has the most say. As the dyeing palette used by cody in the team, his hair is still devastated.

"What effect will purple have?" 95line followed suit.

"What is related to purple?"

"Lilacs? Purple grapes? Lavender?"

Kim Tae-joo and Park Jimin chattered away.

"Are you all okay? They're all piled up here." Min Yunqi complained after being pushed away.

"We can't miss Zechen's first time."

Song Zechen kicked Jin Taejun who was driving indiscriminately.

"Go, go, don't block Aze." Tian Zhengguo got up and drove away the crowd around him, ignoring the cry of "the maknae is really ruthless, as long as there is one brother, the other is not a brother", and forced to evict him violently.

"I want to see it quickly." Tian Zhengguo turned around and became cute in seconds.

Song Zechen only shared his feelings as if he didn't see the change of the maknae's face: "It really hurts."

"Then look at me quickly!" Tian Zhengguo shook his hand, and Song Zechen looked at Tian Zhengguo through the reflection of the mirror.

"Wow, it doesn't hurt anymore." Song Zechen couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"right."

"How long will it be, sister?" Song Zechen glanced at the alarm clock on the wall, several hours had passed.

"It will take a while."

Song Zechen picked his hands boredly, knowing that it would take a long time.He felt a tingling pain in his scalp, which became a kind of torment after a long time.With a younger brother here, he was embarrassed to grin his teeth and cry out in pain, so he simply closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

After he opened his eyes, the seven heads completely blocked the light in front of him, scrubbed and stared at him, and said in unison:

"You're awake!"

"Little Grape!"

Song Zechen:? ? ?are you crazy