[Entertainment] Chen Guang

In April, the recording of Kim Tae-jin's "Singularity" was completed. He liked the style and was very excited after recording.

The solo songs produced by these few people are all single English words, everyone who already has songs, such as Park Jimin's "Serendipity", such as Tian Zhengguo's "Euphoria".When they get their songs, they will silently open the English dictionary translation on the mobile webpage, read it three times and memorize it, then go out and turn left triumphantly to ask their teammates how to read it. Of course, they will perfectly avoid this process. Song Zechen and Jin Nanjun.

When the teammates stuttered and stumbled, they would proudly teach them spelling like a villain, leaving a sentence "Let's learn English well" and then walked away, inexplicably full of joy and happy pretending to be an English proficient Feeling of success.

But when Jin Nanjun sent them the manuscript for going to the United States to recite, these people would invariably show bitter faces, squeeze their legs together, side by side obediently like prisoners undergoing labor reform, clutching the manuscript and crying to each other, dizzy and dizzy. Know the air of a word.

"Learn English hard." Song Zechen covered his ears, and fled the scene of the magic sound with a cup of coffee uncomfortable.

Several people's eyes were slack, exhausted physically and mentally from the torment of conservative English, they looked at each other, supported each other, and gave signs like:

"Serendipity."

"Singularity."

"I will never pretend to be able again."

On the contrary, Jin Taiyi looked at Song Zechen's back and snorted coldly.

Pushing open the door of Jin Nanjun's room, Jin Nanjun would be extremely nervous when he was going to the United States. Song Zechen's coffee, which had been interrupted for a long time, was recently put on the agenda again, drinking a pot a day, and staying up late with Jin Nanjun to work.

Jin Nanjun was quite guilty, feeling that he had ruined Song Zechen's extremely healthy life and rest, and advised him to go back to sleep. Song Zechen waved his hand and said that he could hold on, and it was nothing for the young man to take the opportunity to stay up all night while he still had a lot of hair.

"I'm here." Song Zechen put down his coffee, stretched himself, took out a piece of A4 paper and started working.

Jin Nanjun only nodded, seeing that Song Zechen was concentrating on his job, and then he also concentrated on his own affairs.

Song Zechen's earphones are randomly playing some sounds he recorded himself, the sound of rain, the sound of bicycles clinking at the entrance of the alley, the sound of selling in dialect, the sound of wind on the plateau, and the sound of monks chanting collectively in temples, etc.

He likes to fill his blank and silent nights with such noisy but real feelings.

Jin Tae-yi thinks this is very romantic, probably he has also become more romantic because of the fame, although he has always felt that his life is very boring.

"How is your solo song writing?" Jin Nanjun still chose to talk, and he wanted to chat with Song Zechen as soon as he came.

Song Zechen took off his earphones and turned his pen: "I don't have any ideas yet, anyway, I'm not in a hurry when it's my turn, so write slowly."

"Oh." Jin Nanjun knew everything but just wanted to chat with his younger brother, "Don't feel pressured."

After speaking, I felt really embarrassed and wanted to continue the conversation, but the content was too unnutritious, so I laughed embarrassedly.

"Oh, every time I talk to you, I'm at a loss for words." He rubbed his head shyly.

When Jin Nanjun chats with people, he can often come up with a few philosophical words.But looking at Song Zechen's overly mature eyes, it seems that he will automatically silence, because the other party understands everything he wants to say.

"Brother who can talk so much can't find anything to say to me, it seems that I'm really bored." Song Zechen joked with him.

"Where are these words?" Jin Nanjun rubbed Song Zechen's hair, "You just don't like verbal expressions."

This person writes all his emotions in the song, and the occasional expression of emotion is restrained and self-controlled. People who don't know him will inevitably think that he is gentle and distant.

"Did you have a quarrel with Tai Yi?" Jin Nanjun suddenly remembered something clearly.

There has been something wrong with the atmosphere between the two of them lately.

Speaking of this, Song Zechen felt helpless: "I just thought he didn't want the plastic star he put on the balcony, so I threw him away. Who knew he put it there to bask in the stars."

After throwing it away, Jin Taiyi discovered that he was the instigator, but what really ignited the flames of war was Song Zechen's casual remark, "Isn't it just a piece of plastic, there are cheap ones everywhere, so I'll find you another one."

Jin Taiyi had been arguing with him directly for a long time, and didn't want to talk to him, and said angrily that he didn't understand the style and it was boring.

Jin Nanjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "So that's the case, haven't you reconciled with Taiyi yet?"

"No." Song Zechen replied uncertainly. Although Jin Taiyi's mood has eased a lot in the past few days, he just ignored him.

Kim Nam Joon shuts up just in time to show that he doesn't want to get involved in the brother war between them.

Song Zechen gave him a sideways glance with a smile, put on his earphones and stopped talking without revealing his thoughts.

After staying up until five o'clock in the morning, Song Zechen glanced at his watch and urged Jin Nanjun to take a rest as well.After returning to the room and lying down for only two hours, I couldn't stop running to the company to practice dancing.

The whole day was spent in the company and he hardly knew what night it was. The alarm clock set on his mobile phone rang to remind him of his upcoming schedule. He found the car keys, ran down and followed the navigation guidance to the set.

Kim Tae-joo's song is a bluesy song, the general song is related to the legend of daffodils, and the beauty looks at herself in the mirror.

Song Zechen arrived early but Kim Tae-joo was not finished yet. After saying hello to the staff, he said hello and moved a small bench next to the director.

I have to say that the image of the beautiful boy Narcissus in Greek mythology is very consistent with Kim Tae-joo's expressiveness. Even if he doesn't delve into the hidden connotation in the mv, the simple visual effect can be satisfying.

After Jin Taiyi finished a section, he turned his head and saw Song Zechen behind the camera. He smiled and waved vigorously. Song Zechen also smiled back, signaling him to concentrate on his own affairs and leave him alone.

The shooting progressed very smoothly. After changing clothes, Kim Tae-joo hurriedly ran to Song Zechen without taking off his makeup and hair: "Let's go."

"Do you want to wash your face first?" Song Zechen pointed to the makeup on his face.

"No need." Jin Taiyi refused, "When we go out with you, we need to look good, Oppa, I won't embarrass you!"

After speaking, he clenched his fists and stomped his feet.

Song Zechen knew that this person was possessed by drama again.

Holding his wrist to say goodbye one by one, after greeting his manager, he got in the car.

The reason why we are together is because Kim Tae-joo intends to create a self-composed song this year. The theme has already been formed, which is related to nature and the scenery of life.

It is also the same orientation as Kim Tae-jung. He has taken photos for so long and exhausted the names of various artists. It seems that he can sum up a small heart as a gift for himself.

When telling Song Zechen his thoughts, the other party commented: "Brother Tai is very romantic."

Jin Taiyi was very happy. Although Song Zechen didn't understand his actions most of the time, he never criticized him. Instead, he often used the word "romantic" to summarize his actions.Of course, Song Zechen's short-sightedness last time must be an exception.

"Yes, learn more from me." His little braid was about to go up to the sky.

Song Zechen sat in the driver's seat after a long absence, held the steering wheel, and drove to Nanshan, preparing to climb up the mountain to record the morning birdsong to see if it could be used as a material for his own composition.

They stopped at the foot of the mountain and began to climb up slowly. They hadn't acted together in such an environment at this time for a long time.There was once before debut, but the age is too long, like an oil painting with dust, it is inevitably a bit bleak and loses the taste of the time.

Jin Tae-yi used a flashlight to shine eastward and westward along the way, but acted tiptoe, like a very daring thief.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Song Zechen originally thought he was doing this for the sake of peace, but after a while he realized that this man was sneaky, making people want to beat him up.

"Shh, keep your voice down." Jin Taiyi was terrified by Song Zechen's loud voice in the dark, "Be careful that a wolf is coming and will take you away."

Song Zechen's temples throbbed like laser guns: "Did anyone tell you anything?"

"Zhengguo said that when he was a child, he met a wolf when he went up the mountain in the middle of the night, told us to be careful, and said that there might be ghosts." Jin Taeyi was obviously frightened by Tian Zhengguo before.

"If you do this again, I'll find the wolf's den and send you there. You can walk for me." Song Zechen held down Jin Taeyi who was walking on tiptoes. There was no one more ghost-like than him on the entire mountain.

"Oh." Jin Taiyi immediately stepped on the flat ground, obediently daring not to make any more movements, and muttered to himself for a long time, "I'm still angry with you, why should I listen to you."

Once settled down, things are done very quickly.Jin Taiyi recorded many sounds, the crunching sound of stepping on dead branches and leaves, the splashing sound of water droplets falling on stones, the gurgling sound of streams...

Song Zechen didn't say a word during this period, just watched silently, and sighed countless times for Jin Taejun's clear and flexible heart.

I reached the top of the mountain without knowing it, and the sun has not yet come out.The night is the rough edge of the ink extending on the paper, and only the outlines of everything, including the people around you, can be seen vaguely.

They found a large smooth rock and sat down, and Jin Tae-jin turned off the flashlight, allowing the last light source to go out, making the few stars in the night sky become embellishments for their eyes.

"Wait for the sunrise." Jin Taiyi felt that the timing was rare.

"Yes." Song Zechen's answer became muffled by the wind.

The two of them fell silent like this, despite the whistling of the wind in their ears.

Bored, Jin Tae touched the weeds at his feet and pulled them slowly. He should have spoken, but he suddenly thought that he should be angry with Song Zechen, so he closed his mouth tightly and said nothing. Deliberately increase your breathing so that people around you can hear you.

"I'm sorry." Song Zechen apologized first as he wished.

Jin Taiyi immediately showed his big white teeth in the dark, but his mouth was still unforgiving: "Is this your attitude of apologizing? You didn't even see my face clearly..."

Halfway through the conversation, he stopped talking.

Because Song Zechen took out a match from nowhere and polished it, a small cluster of orange-yellow flames danced like a beating star.

Song Zechen tilted his head, his voice was rustling and grainy in the silence, making people itch, and even the wind stopped unconsciously: "Brother, have you ever heard a poem?"

"Three matches are lit in the night."

The one in his hand is the first one, which clearly illuminates Jin Tae-jin's handsome outline.

Song Zechen struck out another one, and the light shone into Jin Tae-jin's amber-like eyes filled with honey, and condensed into a gleaming red.

Soon this one also went out, and he lit another one: "The third one will illuminate your lips."

Kim Tae-joo wanted to grin for no reason.

All three were burned out, and the whole world fell into darkness again.

Jin Taiyi felt a force wrapping his shoulders, and then the herbal fragrance on Song Zechen's body approached, and put his chin on his shoulder affectionately, with a perfect arc around his wrist, he whispered in his ear: "Forgive me."

Jin Taiyi squinted his eyes and complained unforgivingly: "Is reciting a poem the solution to everything? I wasn't so angry at first, who knows where you didn't recognize the plastic star, when you were traveling in the villa When you wiped it carefully for a long time and left it there, I brought it back and planned to collect it, thinking it witnessed our memory, but you said that cheap plastic is everywhere, can you blame me for being angry?"

Song Zechen finally understood the joints, and rubbed against Jin Taejun embarrassedly: "I'm sorry."

"Forget it, for the sake of your sincerity, I forgive you." The corners of Jin Tae-jin's mouth curled up into the sky.

He felt a small sharp object being stuffed into his hand, and he quickly determined that it was the lost star.

"I found it in the sorted garbage, don't worry, I washed it many times, it must be very clean." Song Zechen rubbed his nose, "Don't be unhappy, others don't understand your small world, but there are also people who always I understand, just be yourself."

Jin Taiyi stared at the ball in his hand in a daze. When he was arguing with Song Zechen, he simply mentioned "You all think I'm weird". , pretending to be stupid, and many excessive comments without EQ, he summed up the central meaning with beautified words, even after debuting for many years, it still hurts his heart.The people who happened to get along day and night didn't understand him, and the grievances just broke out.

Unexpectedly, Song Zechen understood it.

"Wow, barely reached the passing line for romance." He swallowed his parched mouth, pretending to be easy to reply.

"Thank you." Song Zechen accepted the compliment.

"Sunrise."

Jin Tae-yi held on to the star accessories tightly, turned his head to watch the first light of dawn break, and the bubbles in his heart were scrambling to float to the surface of the water and then explode.

The sunlight gradually opened the hazy curtain, and the dancing light particles fluttered and landed on their hair, reflecting the moist brilliance.

Song Zechen bent his legs casually, and the light beam could see his smiling eyes.

The last line of the poem goes like this:

"And complete darkness for me to recall all this

hug you tightly in my arms"

I'm naturally dull, inarticulate and aloof

But if I meet you, I can practice how to be romantic

process can be clumsy

But it's okay, it's just so you can fall into my open arms waiting

The author has something to say: original English poem

"Paris by Night"

Jacques Preville

Three matches are struck one after the other in the night

The first one is to fully see your face

The second one is to see your eyes clearly

The last one is to see your mouth clearly

And complete darkness for me to recall all this

hug you tightly in my arms