[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Tian Zhengguo shrank nervously behind Song Zechen, and Fang Shihe's behavior of suddenly calling them to the office was obviously beyond his expectation.

Song Zechen pulled Tian Zhengguo out to be side by side with him, and it was considered impolite to hide behind him.

He gently squeezed his hand comfortingly, and said with a smile: "PDnim is too serious, I'm a little scared, what's the matter with calling us here?"

Fang Shihe's stern face relaxed: "Is there anything that can scare you. Ze Chen recently wrote a good song, keep it up."

"Guilt. It's all PDnim who taught me well."

Fang Shihe turned slightly towards Tian Zhengguo: "The teacher told me that you have made great progress recently. But you also said that your dance has no soul, so pack your bags..."

Song Zechen pressed his palm against Tian Zhengguo's back, which was covered in cold sweat. The continuous heat gave people a sense of reassurance.

Fang Shihe just pretended that he didn't see the small movements of the two of them, and took out two air tickets from the drawer: "So pack up your luggage and go to the United States for training. Zechen will go too."

There were too many variables, Tian Zhengguo froze in place, as if he hadn't reacted.

Song Zechen stepped forward to take the ticket, pressed Tian Zhengguo and made a big bow to Fang Shihe.

He straightened up and smiled: "Hey, milk skin Fang PD Salang, I will bring you delicious food from the United States."

"You are here to study, especially you, don't make trouble for me." Fang Shihe waved his hand, signaling them to go out quickly.

After coming out of the office, Tian Zhengguo regained his composure, and suddenly jumped onto Song Zechen's back and hugged him around his neck, saying in an affectionate and coquettish tone, "I was scared to death just now."

Song Zechen stood up after a while: "Ah, tell me before you come up next time, what should you do if you fall down?"

He weighed Tian Zhengguo up, and added in a low voice: "I was scared to death just now."

After returning to the dormitory and pushing open the door, Song Zechen subconsciously took a step back and pushed Tian Zhengguo forward.

Without knowing it, Tian Zhengguo went in and knocked on the door.

Sure enough, after the door opened, a group of people in the dormitory hurried over upon hearing the news.

"What's the matter, is something wrong?"

"PDnim didn't scold you, did he?"

"Why is the maknae blushing a bit, are you crying?"

Tian Zhengguo glared at them.

What are you crying for?

Of course I was bored by you.

Song Zechen, who had seen it for a long time, walked around the group of people humming a little tune, took out the suitcase and packed his clothes inside.

Suddenly the whole body was pulled back by a force, Song Zechen grabbed a few times in the void, and managed to touch the legs of the table before stabilizing.

"Get off for me." He grabbed Jin Tae-jin's arm with one hand and wanted to tear it off.

"I don't, Zechen, you really have to leave, you can't do it." Jin Taiyi hugged Song Zechen firmly, and began to cry loudly.

"Tian Zhengguo, come here, what did you tell them?"

Song Zechen's neck was strangled by Jin Taiyi, his face was flushed red, and he squeezed out a sentence from his throat.

Tian Zhengguo poked his head out from behind the door, smiling innocently: "No, I said the company wanted us to leave, but I didn't say where we were going."

"Look at Tian Zhengguo's happy appearance, it seems that something is wrong, don't strangle me."

"Oh." Jin Taiyi let go of his hand in an instant, pushed Song Zechen shyly, "I hate it, that's a waste of my feelings."

Song Zechen was completely dizzy, and was suddenly pushed staggeringly, leaning forward like a tumbler, almost bumping his head into the table.

"Jin Taiyi, get over here." Song Zechen felt that the veins on his forehead were about to come out.

Jin Nanjun gloated and witnessed the farce in the room: "Our Zechen has not been angry for a long time, does it make people think that he is easy to bully?"

"What, isn't Zechen very tempered?" Jin Shuozhen recalled with orange juice.

Song Zechen always smiles, and is even dubbed the "Laughing Buddha".Even Zheng Haoxi would have a straight face when he taught him to dance, but when this younger brother taught him, he was like a spring breeze, and he always responded patiently.

"I used to scare trainees to tears when I was angry."

Jin Nanjun looked at Song Zechen who was pretending to teach Jin Taechen a lesson and smiled, knowing that this was just a bluff and he was not angry at all.

Probably two years ago.

"That trainee named Kim Nam Joon looks really ugly."

"If you want to be an idol with such a look, you really have no self-knowledge."

When Jin Nanjun and Song Zechen came out of the practice room, they passed the stairs and heard the trainees' comments, and the vicious and mocking words that he thought were whispered in reality easily penetrated into his ears, so he clenched his fists, trying to pretend he didn't hear them.

Unexpectedly, Song Zechen went out first, stood at the stairs, looked down at the two people: "What kind of ugly things are you?"

Arrogant and defiant, he is the rare Song Zechen.

In fact, those two trainees are both handsome,

ugly thing?Only Song Zechen dared to utter such ridicule with his own face.

Standing beside him, Jin Nanjun diverted his thoughts inexplicably.

The sunlight peeking in from the corridor reflected on his face, half of Song Zechen's face was hidden in the darkness.

Half light and half dark.

The smile on the corner of Song Zechen's mouth became frivolous and ambiguous because of the darkness, and it was tainted with a hint of evil.

The two trainees were taken aback, surprised that they would be caught.

One immediately lowered his head and dared not speak, while the other forced his mouth to reply, "None of your business."

"If you are smarter, you should react like the person next to you, instead of trying to be arrogant for useless self-esteem." Song Zechen raised his eyebrows, looked at the trembling trainee, and casually spit out two words: " idiot."

When they were far away, they could still hear the trainee cursing.

Song Zechen changed the topic: "Would the handsome Nan Jun want to have dinner with me today?"

"Isn't it just eating instant noodles so grandly?" Jin Nanjun realized something, and joked along with his words.

"Life should have a sense of ritual."

The events of that day were quickly forgotten by him.

Later, in a casual chat, I heard that the two trainees got into a fight and were dismissed by the company.

Jin Nanjun paused at the side, and soon immersed himself in his own affairs.

Irrelevant people.