[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Song Zechen had been lying on the desk laughing for 5 minutes.

Just when he wanted to stop, Tian Zhengguo's words played in a loop in his mind again, the magic sound looped, and he continued to laugh and lie.

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Tian Zhengguo became furious and kicked Song Zechen: "Why are you laughing? I asked you to get up to help, not to keep laughing."

Song Zechen rubbed his stomach: "Okay, okay, I'll help. What homework do you have left?"

"Chinese, English, mathematics." Tian Zhengguo scratched his head in embarrassment.

Song Zechen was in awe: "You didn't write anything at all. School starts tomorrow, you are really calm, you have the demeanor of a general, I admire you."

"I'm busy practicing, oops, hurry up and help me find a way."

"What's the answer?"

"The answer was taken away by the teacher. If I had the answer, why would I still look for you?"

Song Zechen let out a long sigh, but a series of words quickly came out of his mouth: "English is easy to solve. Anyway, the teacher will not check carefully when handing in the homework. Just fill in ABCD randomly. Write the first few pages and the last few pages in Chinese, Randomly picked a few pages in the middle and tore up all the rest. The big math problems are troublesome, and I will help you write."

He paused: "Write faster, there is not much time left."

After finishing speaking, he tore up a few blank pages in the exercise book.

Tian Zhengguo was shocked by this series of smooth and smooth operations, his mouth was open for a long time, and he didn't recover.

"Why?" Song Zechen turned his head, glanced at it and then turned back, telling him, "Remember to be careful when tearing."

"This is not the first time you have done it." Tian Zhengguo's eyes widened and his scalp was numb.

"That's right, you were still playing with mud in Busan when I did this." Song Zechen thought about the past, and since he saw the wholesale and sold homework in the office, he happily discovered the secret to a happy holiday.

In Seoul in March, the night is still chilly.Under the light of a bean, Tian Zhengguo looked at Song Zechen's vigorously writing figure, his angular sides were softened by the night, and even the fine hairs on his face were clearly visible.He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything in the end.

At this moment, Song Zechen turned his head and looked at him, his eyes were as clean and clear as glass balls, clearly reflecting his little self.

Tian Zhengguo laughed embarrassedly because of such an accident.

"Ah, Zhengguo." Song Zechen took out a candy from his pocket and pushed it over, "Let's make up."

Tian Zhengguo's smile gradually subsided, apparently he did not expect Song Zechen to bring this topic up for discussion: "What... what."

Song Zechen supported his head: "I know you are not familiar with English, but I haven't taken good care of you. When you go to a strange place, you can't take care of your emotions. After you get angry, you don't have an equal dialogue to resolve conflicts because you think you are a younger brother."

Song Zechen made a "cross" gesture: "Song Zechen, zero points."

"They all said that the older they get, the less they can say 'let's make up'. I've always had a thicker skin than ordinary people, so it's up to me to say it."

"But I hope that if such a situation happens next time, we can have a direct chat. The relationship seems to be unable to withstand too much consumption."

Tian Zhengguo lowered his eyes and rubbed his nose: "What, I feel like you have taught me a lesson again."

"Aren't they giving each other lessons?" Song Zechen stretched out his little finger, playing a childish game from his childhood, "Then let's put a stamp on it."

"Oh, it seems too nasty, forget it." Song Zechen thought for a while, and was about to withdraw his hand when Tian Zhengguo hooked his little finger.

"It's stamped."

A few hours later, Song Zechen supported Tian Zhengguo's slumped face quickly with his eyes and hands: "Zhengguo, go to bed and sleep. I will write the rest."

After everything was over, he cleared the table and cleaned the battlefield.If those brothers knew the results of their hard work overnight, they would definitely be scolded.

After the alarm clock rang, Song Zechen came out of the room yawning. He only squinted for an hour last night.

Tian Zhengguo immediately handed him a glass of milk graciously, and stepped forward to massage his shoulders: "It's been hard work, I'll just stop writing next time. Tell the teacher that I'm a trainee, and the teacher will probably let me go."

Song Zechen was a little speechless: "Your awareness is really getting higher and higher."

On the other side, Jin Shuozhen, Jin Nanjun and others kept exchanging gratified glances that these two people finally stopped the cold war and did not harm innocent people.

The intense eye contact made one suspect that the next second might twitch.

Song Zechen pretended he couldn't see, stuffed a few mouthfuls of sandwiches indiscriminately, and then put them down casually. Just as he was about to leave the table, he immediately sat down again.

Scanning everyone: "This month-end assessment is very important, everyone will probably work harder from today on."

Min Yunqi raised his head immediately and met Song Zechen's eyes.The attention of the others was also attracted by this sentence, and they focused on him.

"Some things are about to be put on the agenda depending on the state of the company. Please work hard this month. I hope you don't blame me for being nosy, especially the dance practice. I will keep an eye on it with Brother Ho Seok."

"I see, thank you for your hard work." Jin Nanjun nodded to Song Zechen.

Park Jimin, who was pulled over by Tian Zhengguo, was full of doubts: "Zhengguo, what's the matter?"

"Brother Jimin, I don't want to debut anymore."

"What!" Park Jimin almost jumped up.

"During the time I was studying in the United States, I felt that dancing was very good, and I wanted to become a professional dancer."

Park Jimin stuttered in shock and swallowed: "Does anyone else know?"

Does Song Zechen know?

Seeing Tian Zhengguo's silent expression, he understood the answer.

"Jungkook, isn't it a pity that you gave up after persisting for so long? Professional dancers can't sing, which ruined your good voice. And you are a very important person in the team. Everyone wants to give up. You debuted together."

Park Jimin felt that he was moved to tears by his earnest self, and tried hard to restrain the urge to wake up Tian Zhengguo.

"And think about what Zechen said just now, how much he hopes everyone will debut together, he will definitely be sad if you do this."

Park Jimin sacrificed Song Zechen, the big killer.

"That's right." Tian Zhengguo hesitated.

"Think about it carefully. Do you want to take a rest for a while? Look at your dark circles."

go to sleep

When you wake up, throw this idea into the trash can and delete it completely.

Tian Zhengguo was pushed all the way into the room by Park Jimin, and after reassuring himself that he would seriously consider it, he sat down by the bed.

Feeling in his pocket, he unwrapped the candy he got last night and stuffed it into his mouth. It smelled like cool mint.

He got up and flattened the peeled candy wrapper back into the book.

Then be a professional dancer for one day, and Tian Zhengguo, a trainee eager to debut tomorrow.