[Entertainment] Chen Guang

The moment of the day lies in the morning.

Song Zechen opened the curtains so that the sunlight could fully shine into the room, and the three fragmented people who were bathed in the sun unconscious.

Song Zechen pulled off the blankets on them in high spirits, took out the mobile phone, clicked to play the audio, placed it next to Jin Taejin's ear, and began to play it in a loop.

Jin Taiyi rubbed his eyes and got up, stared straight ahead in a daze, and after a while he turned his eyes to Song Zechen, wondering: "Who is this reciting the Great Compassion Mantra? Why are you doing nothing to cleanse my soul so early in the morning?"

Song Zechen raised his eyebrows, and reminded him friendly: "Listen again."

As he said, Jin Tae-yi devoted himself to distinguishing for a moment, and gradually laughed: "This person's rap talent is very good."

"Did someone hit me last night?"

On the other side, Park Jimin touched the blanket and put it back on his body with the head of the chicken nest, as if he had just been chased by a big white goose from the next village and ran 3000 meters.He frowned and tapped his shoulder, feeling sore.

"What did we do last night?"

Tian Zhengguo stood up and tried his best to search his memories with everyone.

"The important thing is not what you did, but what did you do separately?"

Song Zechen's face gleamed in the morning light, his teeth gleamed from his armor, but in short, it could only be summed up in one word - schadenfreude.

"Then what did I do?" Park Jimin's hand hitting his head stopped suddenly, as if the two channels of Ren and Du had been opened up, but he laughed tremblingly, as if recalling something.

"Brother, remember now."

Song Zechen's best at adding fuel to the fire has come.

"That's to pinch brother Yunqi's face red."

Park Jimin felt that someone had hit his head with a hammer.

"That means he vomited all over Brother Yunqi."

Park Jimin felt that his celestial cap was lifted up and took a breath of cool air.

"Are you all awake?" Song Zechen noticed that the last dazed Tian Zhengguo finally opened his big eyes, clapped his hands to complete the task, and was about to go out, "Okay, let's all go to the living room. "

"Why are you going to the living room?" Park Jimin had an ominous premonition.

"Brother Yunqi is waiting for you." Song Zechen turned around and smiled sweetly.

Park Jimin's legs went limp, and he got off the bed and knelt on the floor.

"Zechen! You must help me!"

Song Zechen sneered, sure enough, relatives are relatives, and the strength of the hand that pulls the trousers to try to pick someone's pants is exactly the same.He squatted down and opened Park Jimin's fingers one by one.

"Zechen, as a member of the maknae line, don't you intend to save your three brothers?" Jin Taeyi stepped forward when he was not used to seeing his relatives look like a bolt from the blue.

"You two bit me, I'll settle the score with you later."

Song Zechen gave them a sideways look with a smile. If some things are not mentioned, it doesn't mean that they didn't happen, but it is obvious that the two instigators planned to cover it secretly.

"Forget Zechen, Jimin is definitely hopeless, since we can't save us, then leave him alone."

Jin Tai did not change his face, but quickly changed his words.

"That's right." Tian Zhengguo raised his hand in agreement.

By the time Park Jimin, Kim Tae-jung, and Tian Zhengguo came out of the room reluctantly, the rest of the family had already been sitting in the living room waiting for them.

When Jin Taiyi saw the brothers line sitting upright and Song Zechen who was extraordinarily dignified among them, he muttered a sentence in his heart.

Again.

Yes, in the more than five years since they met, the moment when the youngest line got into trouble and faced this scene collectively seemed like yesterday.

Of course, except for Song Zechen, who is obviously the youngest line, but always hangs out with his brother line at such a critical moment.

The biggest wish of him and Park Jimin for a long time is that Song Zechen can stand on the judgment stand with them one day.

As for why Tian Zhengguo didn't want it, because this little traitor could be saved from danger by the big traitor's rhetoric every time, leaving only the two troubled brothers and sisters to bear everyone's bitter words and nagging.

What attracted Kim Tae-jin's attention was that Kim Seok-jin made a sound.

"Didn't you go to play last night? Why did you go to drink? It's dangerous to drink like that, do you know that? I didn't hold you back from playing, but you are really dangerous, do you know I know"

"Yeah, when brother Yunqi and Zechen brought the three of you back in the middle of the night yesterday, I just got home by car and was taken aback." Jin Nanjun followed up the conversation.

The three people standing there looked at each other sadly.

What is more terrifying than Kim Seok Jin's nagging is the double nagging of Kim Seok Jin and Kim Nam Joon, the perfect combination of treble and rap deduces the strongest voice of the era.

"Jimin, you are the biggest among them. I was very worried about you, but you actually drank like that. Taemin, didn't I tell you to be optimistic about Zhengguo. Zhengguo, you are young, you should pay attention to your own safety and don't mess around with your brothers. ?”

"No, we were going to sing, and Brother Tae-joo said let's have some drinks, and Brother Jimin just randomly ordered a few names that sound nice."

Song Zechen sighed in his heart: If Tian Zhengguo explained that it was because he was under too much pressure recently and used alcohol to relieve his sorrows, maybe he could get a little bit of sway from the source, but now

I can't save you.

Song Zechen stopped in time, remained calm and watched from the sidelines.

"Should we pay more attention to nice names? Just like in the colorful world outside, the more beautiful things are, the more poisonous they are." Philosopher Jin Nanjun continued to go online.

"Jimin, do you remember what you did last night?" Min Yunqi opened his mouth and everyone immediately shut up.

Park Jimin closed his eyes in despair, what should come will always come.

In his memory, Park Jimin himself was the Monkey King who ate the elixir last night. Give him a little space and he can turn a thousand somersaults, give him a stick and he can sweep thousands of troops, give him some wine and he will You can spit out the real power in the team.

However, he now feels that he should be Chang'e who regrets stealing the panacea.

"Brother Yunqi, I was wrong. I really know my mistake. I don't dare anymore. I will buy another set of your clothes and return them to you. I will also buy another pair of your shoes. The mental damage caused to you I am also willing to pay compensation!"

Park Jimin burst into tears, biting a small handkerchief.

"Ah."

Min Yunqi uttered a syllable with unknown meaning, and Song Zechen's unscrupulous ridicule and sour taste of drinking last night were still vivid in his memory.Originally, he could let this matter go, but Song Zechen's 4D surround laughter trampled his swag self-esteem and destroyed Park Jimin's last hope of being let go.

"Except for what you said, just change your profile picture to that photo. Don't hesitate, it's the one where you squatted on the toilet bowl and ate instant noodles. It was taken by Song Zechen, and the effect is quite good." Min Yunqi stood up The front grinned for the first time today.

"Actually, that handstand blowing bubbles is also pretty good." Zheng Haoxi interrupted maliciously, ignoring Park Jimin's broken eyes of "you betrayed me too".

Song Zechen, the contributor to the work, followed Park Jimin with a sympathetic look, and slipped into the room silently.

He stood in front of the mirror, the scars from yesterday began to heal slowly today after simple cleaning.

"Which one did I bite?"

Tian Zhengguo appeared behind him, and took a closer look. There were two tooth marks beside Song Zechen's neck, which were particularly obvious because of his fair skin.

"Can't you recognize your rabbit teeth?" Song Zechen slapped his hands away and pulled his collar.

"Hey hey hey." Tian Zhengguo scratched his head, predicting that Song Zechen would not be angry with him, "It's pretty good, it's commemorative."

"Be careful not to drink Fragments in the future."

Song Zechen found a black embroidered shirt from the closet and put it on, covering the wound tightly.

Tian Zhengguo seldom sees Song Zechen wearing such serious clothes in his daily life except playing on the singing stage. He usually focuses on comfort and leisure.

"This dress doesn't look like yours?" Tian Zhengguo said casually.

"Ah, my friend gave it to me."

Song Zechen fastened the last button to make sure it was all covered.Even if this kind of wound is innocent, just "exposing" it is enough to make people tongue-tied. It is better to be careful in everything, and there is no need to cause trouble for the team.

"A friend who can send clothes"

Tian Zhengguo gave a "tsk", and secretly poked the distinctive crane pattern on the back of the black shirt.

With Song Zechen's temperament, it is definitely not an ordinary friend who is willing to accept such a private gift.

"Well, it's not a girlfriend, don't worry." Song Zechen heard something wrong in Tian Zhengguo's tone, and turned his head with a smile.

Don't worry about your boyfriend, okay?

Tian Zhengguo curled his lips to express his disgust.Song Zechen and Park Jimin are boys in their team who have openly expressed their liking in the circle. These days, they have to guard against both men and women for the sake of the innocence of their teammates. They have endured too much at a young age.

"I don't have many friends at all, and you will all have a chance to meet in the future." Song Zechen added.

On the surface, Song Zechen has maintained good contact with everyone, but in fact, there are only a handful of people he agrees with in his heart.In the entertainment circle, more friends are seniors, and there are very few peers and juniors.Song Zechen admits that his purpose is "impure". In such an environment, he prefers to spend time in dealing with more beneficial communication, so he intends to know more seniors than his peers and juniors.

Different people have different values, the brothers cared a few words, as long as they are sure that Song Zechen himself has never felt lonely, he will not ask any more questions.

"Oh." Tian Zhengguo sat on the edge of the bed and stretched his legs.

"But you will probably meet the owner of this shirt soon. To be honest, I don't think you will like him very much."

Song Zechen didn't know what he thought of, his slightly pointed canine teeth were exposed, and the sparkle in his eyes was very bright.

Tian Zhengguo rang the alarm in an instant. Before he could ask anything, Song Zechen put his hands on his shoulders and walked out the door like a train game when he was a child: "Executor Zhengguo, where will this train go?" ?”

"Preparing to go to the Gyeongju autograph event."

"Okay, the train conductor can resign, we obviously went to the autograph session at Gimpo Airport."

"Really? Well, I'm still drunk." Tian Zhengguo completely forgot what he was talking about just now.

"What happens right after the signing?"

"It's fan meeting"

"That's right, congratulations to Captain Tian for taking up his post again."

Song Zechen still rested his hand on Tian Zhengguo's shoulder, looked at his younger brother Yuan Buliuqiu's head, and smiled brightly:

Children are so sweet.