[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Li Xiuxiong stopped going back to the dormitory, or the company more and more frequently, and started to go out in large numbers, and he never saw the end every day.

I went to the practice room less, and Fang Shihe's office was probably the most frequent place I went to after returning to the company.

Even Tian Zhengguo, who had always kept his ears to the outside world, noticed something was wrong, not to mention Jin Nanjun, the captain of the trainee.

He was about to consider his words, when he was chatting with Li Xiuxiong, he was stopped by Song Zechen.

"Brother, there's no need to ask. Asking will only embarrass both parties."

"Is there no room for recovery?"

"Universal Music Group and HappyTribe Entertainment are planning to cooperate to launch a combination, and the positioning is mainly hip-hop, which is very similar to our company's plan."

Jin Nanjun was silent for a long time after listening, then nodded to show that he understood.

Just one Universal Music Group has much more confidence than its own company, no wonder they are like this.

He didn't ask Song Zechen why he knew so well.

Finally, after Li Xiuxiong walked into Fang Shihe's office with a man in a suit, everything was settled.

Song Zechen leaned against the door and watched Li Xiuxiong pack his luggage, and suddenly felt that time had stopped and turned back, as if he had returned to four years ago.

He also wears a white T-shirt, which will soon get dirty and be thrown away during the packing process.

"Zechen, is it wrong for me to do this?" Li Xiuxiong's voice was low and bitter. He keenly caught the mockery on the faces of the trainees he knew before when he heard the news that he was leaving, and he also consciously There is no way to excuse myself, let alone say goodbye to the people in the dormitory openly.

"What's wrong?" Song Zechen asked while kneeling on the floor, helping to tidy up the sundries.

"I changed the company when I debuted, wasting the company's energy to cultivate me, it seems very heartless."

Li Xiuxiong pretended to be immersed in the action of tidying up, buried his head lower and lower, almost touching the folded clothes, he was afraid that Song Zechen would have the same expression on the trainee's face.

"It seems a little too much to say so."

Song Zechen's voice was gentle, and he replied casually.

Li Xiuxiong put his head down completely, and bent his waist into an arc like an arch bridge.

"Brother, why are you struggling with this problem now? Isn't this a problem you have thought about long ago? Maybe there is still meaning in thinking about this problem before: Ah, although the company is poor, after all, it sent me some money , should I go?"

The voice continued, as melodious as a cello.

"But it's all over now."

"If you think about it from an unconscionable point of view, the company can't keep you. It's something the company has to reflect on. You didn't yell at the sky: Rubbish company ruined my youth, it's already good."

Li Xiuxiong was amused by this rare cold joke and Song Zechen's lifelike tone, and after laughing, there was a burst of sadness.

"No one can imagine what the future will look like. You can only grasp the present. This is the decision you make now. Since you have already made it, don't care too much about other people's opinions. If you get too entangled, it will only drag down the future. That choice is the saddest."

He remembered what Song Zechen said later.

Dragging his luggage out of the company, Li Xiuxiong deliberately chose the path with the least amount of time and people, and left quietly.

Song Zechen accompanied him carrying the trolley case step by step, and finally put it down beside the road waiting for the car.

It happened to be the evening rush hour after get off work, the road was full of traffic, and the sidewalks were full of people. Many people continued to join the crowd, like a drop of water melting into the sea, and they could never be found again.

He took a step forward and hugged the boy in front of him deeply, the tip of his nose was filled with the light woody fragrance of the boy's body.

Song Zechen was caught off guard by the sudden hug, stiffened for a moment, then relaxed and hugged him back.

"Brother, come on, I will support you."

The same words as four years ago reappeared today in a time machine.

The difference is that this sentence four years ago was just a simple greeting, but now this sentence is full of sincerity.

Song Zechen finally began to understand the brilliance of dreams, and treat them with equality and respect.

He patted Li Xiuxiong on the back, as if comforting or encouraging.

We're all growing up nicely.

"I came to you today to discuss stage names."

The staff spread out the folder, with everyone's Korean name written on it, followed by a long list of alternative names.

At present, apart from the four composers who have been confirmed because they often write songs and need their signatures, the stage names of the remaining four have not yet been determined.

Kim Nam Joon wrote a song called "RapMonster" before his debut, and the company's staff called him that for a long time, so he naturally continued to use it.

Min Yunqi's suga comes from the abbreviation of basketball shooting guard "shooting guard", but this word is very reminiscent of "sugar". After Song Zechen knew it, he often jokingly called him white sugar.

Of course, given that Song Zechen was promoted to the top of the dormitory's power pyramid, Min Yunqi did not dare to show his dissatisfaction with too much emotional fluctuation.

Zheng Haoxi has already determined the desired persona - "hope", and added the capital letter "J" before it under his own strong will.

Song Zechen used the name that he had always used when composing and publishing the song——Eden.

When Tian Zhengguo knew about it, he felt embarrassed, recalling his temper back in the United States.

It is only now that I understand that Song Zechen obviously did not include those people in the scope of contacts, and only regarded them as casual acquaintances, and even the names were randomly chosen.

The atmosphere instantly became lively, and even those who had chosen good names were particularly enthusiastic.

"If you don't want to change your name, you won't change your surname. I just want to be called by my original name." Jin Shuozhen spoke first.

"Let's look at Fang PDnim's suggestion first." Jin Nanjun suggested.

"Zechen, please take a look for me too, it's difficult for me to choose." Park Jimin leaned into Song Zechen's ear and whispered please.

Song Zechen nodded, and sat upright, ready to read carefully.

The next second, the corner of his mouth twitched.

There are several bold and bold English letters printed on Park Jimin's candidate list, one of which is particularly eye-catching.

"Baby G"

Alright, Fang Shihyuk is the latest masterpiece after BTS endorsed the bulletproof vest, and BabyG endorsed Casio.

When Fang Shihyuk decided on the name "BTS", he aimed to block the prejudice and oppression like bullets, and uprightly guard the music and values ​​of this era.

But it is said that it was opposed by many people. Song Zechen didn't express any opinions. He just felt that it was actually highly recognizable and meaningful, which made people's eyes shine.

Now, Song Zechen finally understood the feelings of those people at that time, and just wanted to be blinded.

But what troubled him even more was that he seemed to be the only one who felt that way, and the others were still in a state of continuous excitement.

Song Zechen felt that there were a hundred drunk Min Yunqi singing and dancing in his mind.

"Why is there seagull in the maknae's name?"

"Probably because the seagulls in Busan are famous, and Jungkook is from Busan."

"The name is quite meaningful."

Song Zechen looked at Min Yunqi who said this with a strong condemning look of "Aren't you awake?"

Is there a moral?

He has reasonable grounds to fully suspect that Min Yoon-ki is trying to drag Mong-nae into the water after giving up on himself because of his stage name.

"I like Justin Bieber, can we be together?" Tian Zhengguo asked seriously with wide innocent eyes.

Justin Seagull

Song Zechen couldn't hold it back, and burst out laughing lightly.

But in this noisy atmosphere, it is still very loud, and it can be easily caught by people.

He also managed to get Tian Zhengguo's glare.

"Actually, Brother Tai's is not bad, there are Rex, V, Alex..."

Song Zechen turned to the page of Jin Taixi, and the name on it was unexpectedly not particularly difficult to accept.

Ordinary is a blessing, ordinary is true.

"Ah, but I want to be called Jack?" Jin Taiyi scratched his head and raised his hand.

The straw that broke the camel's back.

Song Zechen finally couldn't hold back anymore, buried his face deeply in his hands, his whole body trembled violently, and didn't want to see the house of monsters and ghosts who were about to become his teammates in front of him again.

No, a room full of people.

It's over, I think this group has no future just by looking at the name.

Is it time for me to run now?