[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Song Zechen swayed out to drink water at halftime in the middle of the night. He said it was swaying, but it was better to float. His legs were soft, and his feet were as soft as stepping on cotton. He probably walked like ghosts.

After a while, another "ghost" floated over unsteadily.

Min Yunqi's eyes were distracted, he took the water glass Song Zechen handed him, and took a sip: "The coffee is really delicious."

Song Zechen turned his head in surprise, his eyes slowly shifted from the boiled water in Min Yunqi's hand to his face, thinking seriously which one of them had a brain problem.

Min Yunqi replied with dead fish eyes, so the two indifferent faces were copied and pasted, the same fiasco was like paper, the same had black eye circles as if they had been slapped, and the same had straight eyes.

Song Zechen and Min Yunqi looked at each other for a long time, because they were so tired that they didn't even bother to look away.

After a moment of silence, the two said in unison: "Why are you so ghostlike?"

Then they looked at each other and smiled.

Min Yunqi stretched his waist and flexed his muscles, and lazily lay down on the sofa, leaving an empty seat for Song Zechen.

"Yeah, why don't you smile?"

After all, from the first time he saw Song Zechen, Song Zechen's label in his heart as a boy with a fake smile was indelible, even though he smiled pretty.

Song Zechen was also tilted, rubbing his face with his hands, his facial muscles were almost stiff due to his long-term expressionless expression, "I'm just facing those test papers every day, laughing while doing my homework, I'm not sick."

Min Yunqi put himself in the shoes and thought about it, it seems that this is the case.He didn't want to admit that his mind had become a mess and was ridiculed by Song Zechen, so he quickly changed the subject: "Help me read this song."

Song Zechen took the phone and plugged in the earphones to listen to the demo. Min Yunqi's drunken voice perfectly matched the quiet night.

He roughly heard that the lyrics are divided into two parts, one part is what Min Yunqi wants to tell everyone, "run forward even if there are many thorns", but he is more concerned about his bleak past that was told before.

"What's the name of this song?"

"I plan to use it as an intro, called "Nevermind"."

"Brother's appearance doesn't seem to mean it's okay."

Song Zechen took off the earphones and handed them back to Min Yunqi, lay down again, with one hand on Min Yunqi's body.

Min Yunqi squinted at that arm, but he still didn't wave it away.

"It's up to you to control more."

"Do you still have contact with your family?"

Song Zechen rested his chin on the pillow, buried a small depression, and seemed to lift it inadvertently.

"There is a connection with my brother."

"I'm so envious to have an older brother." Song Zechen sighed.

"When I was young, I wanted an older brother, because I heard that having an older brother is cool and can protect people. Later, I wanted a younger sister. I thought my younger sister was cute, and I wanted to give her everything."

"Judging from your tone, you know that you changed your mind later."

Min Yunqi reached out and pulled Song Zechen's raised hair.

"Yeah, it turns out it's great that they didn't come to this kind of family."

Song Zechen blurted out unconsciously.

Min Yunqi adjusted his posture, frowning for the hidden information in this sentence.

"Brother should send more things home when he is free." Song Zechen turned over and faced Min Yunqi, looking like a dog-headed military adviser, "Show more of your presence, and then ask your brother to say more good things. If things go on like this, your parents will definitely Will be soft-hearted."

"And at this time, I just need to find a time to go home. Don't go to my father. According to my analysis, my father is more embarrassing. First, I will go to my mother to have a chat, let my mother persuade my father, and then everything will come naturally. It should be, everyone is happy."

"How about it? That's a good idea!"

Min Yunqi sneered disdainfully on the surface, but silently remembered in his heart that Song Zechen is a villain, and he has years of accumulation and skills that are superb in the way of coaxing middle-aged and elderly people.

"Brother, if you are embarrassed to go home, you can take Xiao Song with you, and Xiao Song will make you satisfied." Song Zechen proudly gave himself a thumbs up.

"Brother, coaxing parents is like coaxing girlfriends, show weakness appropriately, and give in in time, understand?"

Min Yunqi stretched out his foot to kick someone, Song Zechen quickly grabbed Min Yunqi's collar, and both of them rolled off the sofa.

"Avenge your kindness!" Song Zechen's eyes widened.

"You speak wild words!" Min Yunqi retorted.

"Song Zechen, where did you learn this 'messy' stuff?"

"My friend told me."

"Is that the 1.9-meter-tall guy with sparse yellow hair?" Min Yunqi took a seat, and Kim Sang-won, who stayed up all night in the distance, sneezed three times in a row.

The two people who quickly rolled into a ball and tore together turned their heads in embarrassment. Jin Nanjun had been standing there for some time. Min Yunqi wanted to explain, but Jin Nanjun wiped his face in a daze and shook his head and walked away: "What kind of dream is this?" , I read too much about humanities, it’s really a hell.”

No. 1 ghost Min Yunqi:

No. 2 Ghost Song Zechen:

In the boring month of October, the only day worth celebrating is probably Park Jimin's birthday.

Everyone sharpened their knives and rummaged through their mobile phones to find the most unbearable photo to send the most sincere blessings to their brothers. Their spirit is touching and touching.

Videos and tweets of fan congratulations are everywhere, and they have lamented countless times that ARMYs should debut, they are useless and they will only cheat their teammates and post black photos.

"When did you take this picture, Kim Tae-joo?" Park Jimin burst out a small voice speechlessly.

"When you were asleep." Jin Tae-yi was quite proud of his work.

Park Jimin flipped through one photo after another, the angles of the photos were all kinds of weird and strange, and a hundred flowers bloomed to compete for beauty.

"Did Zechen post it? What are you doing hiding in your room all day?" Zheng Haoxi logged into the trumpet and asked. He didn't seem to have found a tweet with a tone similar to Song Zechen's.Song Zechen locked himself in the room after returning from the production room one day, just like an autistic child.

"I didn't see it." Park Jimin was a little frustrated, thinking that Song Zechen had fallen asleep early, and the special birthday gift that Song Zechen promised him before had disappeared.

"Eh? Seems like"

Park Jimin suddenly posted a video from an official account, and couldn't wait to open it.

The scene that Min Yunqi came out to see was that Park Jimin was holding the phone and plugging the earphones in his ears and giggling nonstop. He finally stopped for a while, and soon a smile appeared on his face again, his eyes were so narrow that he couldn't find it.

Jin Taiyi threw away the phone and quickly got off the sofa, and ran to Song Zechen's closed door with his slippers on.

"Zechen! I want a song too! You can't just write for Park Jimin!"

He banged on the door.

"Zechen! Come out and don't try to escape!"

"What is he doing?" Min Yunqi looked puzzled, full of disgust for the noise made by Jin Taejun.

Park Jimin is still smirking and ignoring him, addicted to the phone and unable to extricate himself.

Jin Taiyi took time out of his busy schedule to reply to Min Yunqi: "Brother Yunqi, look at our shared account, and you will know what Zechen posted!"

He turned and continued banging on the door.

Others who didn't know the truth opened the software curiously, and among the tweets with black photos of Park Jimin, one was about Qingliu.

#生日快乐blame you# and attach a video.

Such a concise and concise content filled with the atmosphere of "typing one more word is a waste of time and life", you can tell it is Song Zechen's style at a glance.

Everyone opened the video curiously: the background is Song Zechen's production room, suddenly one hand covered the camera, after releasing it, Song Zechen sat on the piano bench with a guitar in his arms, a simple pure black T-shirt, and his forearm exposed The lines are strong and nice.He immersed himself in tuning the pitch of the strings for a while, and then looked at the camera: "Brother Jimin, happy birthday! Because I think posting black photos is very uninspiring, and after thinking about it, I should be different from others."

"So I wrote a song for you."

Song Zechen bit his lower lip quickly with his canine teeth, as if embarrassed, took several deep breaths: "Ah, I should not 'show' my face, so that I can sing without burden."

He looked around, took out a handkerchief to cover the lens, and the screen went black instantly.

Soon, a few notes poured out, and Song Zechen's gentle voice sounded. His voice is extremely malleable and is a typical OST voice. Listening with headphones is even more critical, as if his whole body is directly close to your ear lingering attachment:

"Like a cat's innocent wet eyes

Flashing fireflies like summer sprites

sparkling water like peach

Is there anything more dazzling and lovely than you

I can't even taste the sweetness in my juice today

Is it all your fault? "

In the last few seconds of the video, Song Zechen repeated it in a teasing tone almost sighing: "It's all your fault."

The comment area fell into a carnival, and the ARMYs were so shocked by this unexpected operation that they knelt down.

Jin Shuozhen put down his phone, and quickly joined the ranks of Jin Taejin's slamming door: "Zechen, this is too unfair, I want to sing, you must give me a song next year!"

"Get out of the way, let me come." Tian Zhengguo slapped the two of them away to signal them to make way for him, and took out the key from his pocket.

Jin Taiyi and Jin Shuozhen suddenly realized that they forgot that this person was in the same room as that person.

They broke into the door arrogantly, and Kim Tae-joo shouted again: "Zechen! I want to sing too!"

With his back to them, Song Zechen was ignorant, muttering words and reciting a book.

"Ze Ze Ze Ze Chen! Ze Chen is deaf!" Jin Taiyi stepped back a few steps, planning to pounce on him and howl.

Tian Zhengguo rolled his eyes at them, stopped Jin Taeyi from leaping forward, walked to Song Zechen's side, and took off the earplugs from his ears.

Jin Shuozhen took a closer look, good guy, aren't these the same earplugs that Song Zechen used when he was kidnapped in the United States?The quality is really good, I will buy it in the future.

"What are you doing?" Song Zechen was puzzled because three people suddenly appeared in the room.

The three of them unanimously stepped forward and grabbed Song Zechen: "Robbery! Hand over the song!"

Song Zechen: Be crazy!