[Entertainment] Chen Guang

As soon as he got out of the car, Park Jimin rushed into the house first and ran into his own room, and locked the door behind him with a "bang".

Not to be outdone, Jin Taiyi followed closely behind.

Min Yunqi staggered from being hit, and cursed dissatisfiedly: "What are you running, hurrying to reincarnate."

But when he turned around, he found that Song Zechen, who was walking behind with a bright smile, immediately understood what the two of them were doing.

Don't you want to run?If they don't run away, someone will send them to reincarnation.

Song Zechen unhurriedly moved out the computer and put it in the living room. The few of them have been sharing a computer.

He clicked on the game, entered the password without thinking about it, and logged in with one click. He was the first to apply for this account, and Park Jimin really didn't change the password.

He clicked randomly, joined the battle, and then hung up and didn't care about it.

Standing up and walking to the TV cabinet, it was the place where Kim Tae-jin often hides snacks, and a bunch of them fell out when he picked it up casually.

He picked up the big bag and knocked on the locked door: "Brother Taiyi, Brother Haofan recently said that you want to lose weight, so I don't think you should eat your snacks. I will give them to the company's staff for you."

"Oh, by the way, don't worry, the Coke in the refrigerator will not be kept for you."

When there was a burst of crying and howling in the room, he walked away slowly.

Going to the coffee table again, a dialog box popped up on the game interface, with small black words, indicating that the game account has been frozen due to reports from teammates.

Satisfied, Song Zechen picked up the Americano coffee, exited the game, and started typing.

Seeing all this happening, Zheng Haoxi blinked in fear, and quickly took a sip of hot water to suppress his shock.

Although the debut song of BTS has received a lot of attention, there is still a long way to go. At the same time, exo's "Wolf and Beauty" won the first place.Although everyone knows that they are not destined for the same person, they are still unavoidably frustrated.

What's really frustrating is the recent release of the "mini" album.

The title song of this album is "no" (nooffense), which is a trapmusic style, and it still continues the route of "nomoredream", but it has not achieved the same results as before.

In other words, to put it plainly, they hit the street.

In the office, Song Zechen sat opposite Fang Shihe.

"How's the mood of the players recently?"

"It's okay, Namjoon and Seokjin are there to appease members who are depressed."

"Well, that's right. As the captain, Nan Jun is still at ease. The boy Shuozhen has a good-looking personality. Fortunately, he is the oldest in the team, so he can be suppressed."

Song Zechen thought of a famous saying in the fan circle before: "What will happen if Min Yunqi becomes the big brother of BTS".

Can't help laughing out.

Fang Shihe noticed the momentary distortion of Song Zechen's face: "What's the matter, boy, your mentality is really good."

"It's okay, not bad."

Fang Shihe looked at the person in front of him speechlessly. His own hair was about to be pulled off. Except for the younger ones who didn't know what happened, the team members were still happy every day. Besides, especially the older ones Unprecedented pressure.

The only outlier is Song Zechen, who obviously knows everything, but doesn't show any signs of expression. He practices songwriting step by step, and walks around in front of people with a smile every day.

What a sad person, when he saw him, he felt the spring breeze blowing on his face, and his whole body relaxed a lot.

However, fortunately, there is still him.

Sometimes laughing is the hardest thing.

Fang Shihe stared at the financial statements spread out on the desktop and sighed: "This follow-up is really not good."

The boy groups of SM's family occupied most of the market, leaving a huge number of small shrimps fighting for the leftovers.BTS is tepid despite the influx of new fans.

Song Zechen pondered for a moment, then raised his head and looked directly at Fang Shihe: "That's how I feel."

"I know that the campus series has cost the company a lot of effort, but now it seems that the effect is not as good as expected, or it is only suitable for us who have just debuted and are not mature enough. To be honest, we are not the only ones doing the campus series. The boy group of the same period There is also such a concept, but it is clear that the South Korean people do not buy it."

"The market and art need to compromise with each other, but the market must be our top priority in the early stage."

Fang Shihe frowned and said such a sentence.

Song Zechen shrugged: "I mean, the company's planning department should use their brains. Sooner or later, we will transform."

Fang Shihe nodded, indicating that he had listened to his opinion: "Do you have any ideas?"

Perhaps it is because of the education he received since he was a child that he has an enviable intuition in this area. His keen perception gives him a rare foresight, and he perfectly grasps the balance between the public's taste and his own independence. .Not only him, Jin Nanjun and Min Yunqi are also outstanding in this respect, so the company will selectively listen to their opinions.

Song Zechen casually picked up a pen on the table, and with nimble fingers, he turned it in a perfect arc three times and twice.

"It's none of my business. I'll sing and talk about rap. You don't want to add tasks to me. The company's many staff who graduated from Seoul National University are not decorations."

"Put down that pen for me, it's very expensive!"

"As long as you are considered a thief, is this called making a contribution to the company?"

"If you don't have money, don't do it! It's not like a primary school student is busy waiting for a compliment from the head teacher after being on duty."

Song Zechen wrapped the pen in his hand with a handkerchief, squinted his eyes, and lightly tossed the pen towards the pen holder.

A three-pointer, a perfect basket.

"Uncle, I'm leaving."

Fang Shihe hurriedly took out the pen to check carefully for any scars, and finally let go of the stone in his heart after finding that it was intact.

Taking a deep breath, he finally understood that Song Zechen was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Because if Song Zechen is under a lot of pressure, the most direct manifestation is that his words are a little more poisonous than usual, which often makes people feel trapped and difficult to vent.In addition, he must not be willing to do anything to those boys in the dormitory. At this time, other innocent men who are close to him in the company become his indiscriminate targets of attack.

For example, I heard that after a certain producer succeeded in angering Song Zechen, Song Zechen turned around and packaged the limited chocolates he had bought from others and sent them to the orphanage.

Fang Shihe "touched" and "touched" the snack storage bag under the table, it was full, and suddenly felt a sense of gratitude and satisfaction in his heart.

Backstage at Music Bank.

"Brother, you must be careful when you tear it up, don't tear it apart." Before going on stage, Song Zechen was still exhorting the backup dancer.

This time they performed "concepttrailer" and "no", which is the legendary and highly anticipated very cool tearing dance. Song Zechen was torn once before practice.

Once bitten, twice shy.

That's why there was the scene just now.

"Song Zechen, have you heard of Murphy's Law?" Min Yunqi who was passing by interrupted.

This sentence instantly stepped on Song Zechen's vitals, and he threatened with a low voice: "Brother Yun Qi, if you are a crow's mouth, I will burn all your lottery tickets when I go home."

Min Yunqi shrugged: Children nowadays are really irritable.

The recording officially started, and there seemed to be more fans than usual, and everyone smiled and greeted their own area.

The choreography this time is a pure power type, with elements such as somersaults and horse vaulting.

A beat cut in, and the backup dancer ran behind them, ripping off their shirts to reveal their white vests.

There was a sudden burst of continuous screaming from the audience, and several girls held each other's hands with tears in their eyes.

Song Zechen subconsciously smiled with the audience, and laughed even more happily amidst the higher waves.

It's just that when I was walking, I found that there was a backup dancer brother who seemed to be deliberately avoiding his gaze.

Song Zechen didn't think too much, and continued to complete the movements neatly.

After everything is over, go back to the background.

"Aze, you..." Tian Zhengguo hesitated to speak.

"what happened?"

Song Zechen followed Tian Zhengguo's line of sight, and saw that his body was empty, with a few rags hanging on him, and the lines of his abdominal muscles were obvious.

His legs softened and he supported the wall.

Let us turn our attention to the two teammates who share the same disease.

"It's over, it's over, something big happened." Jin Nanjun wailed.

He realized something was wrong during the performance, and tried to redeem the last stubbornness by pulling on the remaining rags.

At the same time, what shocked his pupils was that Song Zechen and Park Jimin, who were leading the dance in front, were obviously in exactly the same situation, but they behaved upright, which made him deeply reflect on whether he was not professional enough while being confused.

"I didn't know anything at the time, I thought we were going to catch fire." Park Jimin whispered shyly.

When he was on the stage, he found the unprecedented cheers from the audience, and he was really excited for a long time.

It turned out to be just a stage accident.

So what about one more person?

Let's happily switch eyes again.

Song Zechen is now surprisingly angry, trying to recall what he did on the stage just now: he smiled brightly, danced extraordinarily hard, and he must have stood in the c position at that time.

He felt that his eyes were darkened, and he wanted to take the time machine to go back and strangle the idiot-faced self. By the way, he held up a gun and threatened everyone who saw this scene to forcefully delete the image in his mind.

"I just said why I feel a little cold on my body! I said that the brother who was my back-up dancer suddenly had eyes flashing on the stage! I said how the audience suddenly screamed!"

Song Zechen gritted his teeth, blushed, looked around, and asked loudly.

"The brother who tore my clothes, did he run away! Catch him back!"

"Zechen, it's okay, you're in good shape, aren't you?"

Jin Shuozhen helplessly appeases Song Zechen who is on the verge of going berserk, almost laughing in his heart.

In fact, what he said is correct. Song Zechen has practiced dancing for a long time. He is tall and thin, but he is not dry and thin.In addition, I spent time in the gym before my return, and I already have well-formed abs.

"Think about it, Nan Jun doesn't have abdominal muscles yet, isn't it worse for him."

If Jin Shuozhen is still trying to restrain himself, Min Yunqi is different. He has laughed until he kneels, holding his mobile phone with trembling hands to record one of the top ten most regrettable moments of Song Zechen's future life.

If life can have such wonderful moments, those lottery tickets will be burned.

It's a pity that the current Song Zechen's sanity has not yet returned, his head is still burning with raging anger, and by the way, the remaining IQ is also burned to a pinch of ashes, which dissipates cleanly when the wind blows.

"Is this a problem with my abdominal muscles? It's obviously a credit problem. He clearly promised me to tear my clothes off!"

My good brother, you should pay attention to what you say.

Zheng Haoxi felt that the more he said this, the more he moved towards an uncontrollable direction, and many staff members in the backstage had already glanced over intentionally or unconsciously.Even a girl didn't know what to think when she heard Song Zechen's words "he clearly promised me to tear my clothes well", her face was flushed red and her ears were red.

"Zechen, it's okay, just treat it as a benefit for Ami."

The more Song Zechen thought about it, the more angry he became, although he had already prepared himself mentally and understood that his debut needed to cater to the tastes of the audience and do some heart-pounding things for the sake of popularity.But from the last game to this exposure, if you had arranged to notify him of such an operation in advance, he wouldn't be so annoyed.

There are so many accidents every day, next time I will get married by accident.

"Do you think I'm innocent now?"

Song Zechen complained in a muffled voice.

"Boom"

A water glass in the hands of a staff member in the corner rolled to the ground.

She sneered: "Go on, I didn't hear anything."

After speaking, he ran away, not even having time to pick up the water glass.

Big news, sisters!

Longevity, there are unspoken rules within a certain boy group.