[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Fang Shihe found that he still underestimated the "tap water" ability of ordinary passers-by.

As soon as the news that Song Zechen was admitted to Seoul National University came out, he had just finished discussing with the PR department how to send the message properly. The elegant wording would not make people pick mistakes and could highlight the excellence of his own child.A staff member smiled and handed him a mobile phone.

The tag of #防弹少年团edenSeoul University Admission# has already been hung high and popular at the top of all major forums.

When he clicked into the comment area, there seemed to be no sign of Ami at all, and all the ids were passers-by and even others.

Perhaps because the grades were too eye-catching, the compliments from passers-by accounted for most of it. Fang Shihe pondered for a moment, and ordered the staff to prepare for a tough battle, because there might be a wave of controversial slander next.

The Korean people's blind worship of high education is really fanatical. For example, Kim Tae Hee, who was also admitted to Seoul National University, was named the goddess of the nation.But there are also counterexamples. For example, tablo was slandered for falsifying Stanford's academic qualifications and suffered a terrorist attack on the Internet.Public opinion can be guided. Under such circumstances, the vast majority of netizens expect them to retain their sanity.

However, Fang Shihe was more joyful than worried. With the grades in hand, he smiled at Mad Dog, our child was worried about what you would do. He stretched himself, logged into his account and happily posted a piece of fried chicken beer Take a photo, and think hard about what to eat to celebrate for a while.

Song Zechen stared blankly at himself in the mirror for a long time. The person in the mirror was wearing a white shirt, his eyes were indifferent, and bored from nowhere, the corners of his mouth did not rise habitually as usual.When his face was expressionless, the corners of his mouth were actually slightly downwards, and his whole person exuded an aloof and serious atmosphere, which was far less friendly than when he greeted people with a smiling face.

Song Zechen blinked to force himself back to his senses, fastened the top button of his shirt, chuckled, picked up his phone and sent a text message, took down the down jacket from the hanger, put it on, and walked to the door to put on his shoes.

"Zechen, are you going out?" Jin Taiyi who had been observing Song Zechen for a long time rushed over and asked.

"Ah."

"Is there a problem?"

"Nothing, just go see someone."

"Oh." Jin Taiyi smiled and waved to him as if he had realized something, "Then go and come back early."

Song Zechen still didn't say much, and waved back: "Okay."

As soon as the door was closed, Jin Tae-joo rushed back to the room and grabbed the down jacket, hat, gloves, scarf and other equipment, and grabbed Park Jimin who was passing by: "Let's go, go out with me."

"Why are you going out?" Park Jimin wanted to shake off his relative's arm, but he couldn't.

"Go follow Zechen."

"Why are you following Zechen?" Park Jimin's voice raised an octave.

"Shh, keep your voice down." Kim Tae-soo covered Park Jimin's mouth, "Let me tell you, something is wrong with Zechen."

"He might be in a relationship."

Jin Tae-joo, who said this, had two clusters of small flames flashing in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth viciously.

The heartbroken man Song Zechen said that if he has something to do, he will not go on a trip with me just to meet his girlfriend?I want to break up with you for a day!

Kim Tae-min and Park Jimin lingered at the door of the coffee shop, worried that Song Zechen would find out if they entered the door. Park Jimin gritted his teeth and turned up his collar, hurriedly bowed to the waiter and found a seat to sit down.

After a while, a well-maintained and well-dressed middle-aged woman stepped on high-heeled shoes, and her whole body was luxurious.She went to Song Zechen and sat down opposite him, but Song Zechen didn't stop her.

"Zechen won't be adopted!" Jin Taiyi joked, feeling relieved a lot.

"shut up!"

"Zechen didn't jump out of a crack in the rock."

Park Jimin became serious, and said these words without beginning and end, thoughtfully.

The atmosphere of the two on the other side was freezing from the beginning, and the air was full of tension.The smile on that lady's face looked like the same smile produced in the assembly line, vaguely revealing the arrogance of the upper class, and Song Zechen had already put on a perfect and impeccable smile.

"I heard that you were admitted to Seoul National University. It's very good." The woman picked up the coffee and looked at the person she hadn't seen for a long time. After a moment of trance, she returned to her original posture.

"Thank you." Song Zechen nodded, accepting it as a compliment.

"You can apply for an offer from an American university after you finish your one-year study at Seoul National University and go to America with me."

Song Zechen paused his hand stirring the coffee, and suddenly felt a sense of nausea, like maggots attached to the bones, densely packed in his heart and exploding in his heart. When he looked up at the person opposite, he was calm again, with a mocking tone:

"As expected of a businessman, Ms. Luo is really good at doing business."

"With zero investment, I can have a son of Seoul National University in 20 years. I am really amazed by such a transaction."

When Song Zechen said the word "son", unprecedented sarcasm broke out, and anyone could understand the ice slag wrapped in it.

Looking carefully at the woman's face with exquisite makeup, there are traces of years that cannot be concealed by makeup. Song Zechen noticed this detail and raised the corners of his mouth, viciously giving birth to the idea of ​​gloating: You pursue youth like crazy, but in the end you still can't get your wish.

"Your smile is real." Luo Lanying was still unfamiliar with the handsome young man in front of him, even though they had the same blood before.

"Didn't you tell me to laugh like that? When I was a child, did I feel that my sad face when I didn't smile affected your money?"

Song Zechen came here today to make a break. The nightmares that haunted him occasionally over the years are more like obsessions when he was young. People are always like this. They say they have no feelings in their mouths, but they still need a ceremony to really hold them in their hearts. It's over.For example, now, after he actually saw his mother who was dead in name only, the corners of his eyes and brows no longer had the previous irritability, as if something had been unloaded.

"That man with the same surname as me at least knows that he has no face to disturb my life. Ms. Luo's face is indeed much thicker than him."

"I only have one grandpa, I hope you can make it clear."

"Idols in our country are the lowest class. You don't understand. You made such a stupid decision not to choose with a bright future."

The woman anxiously picks her elaborate manicure.

"You'd better think about it before you speak. I'm willing to be an idol. It's my business. Since you look down on me, why come to me."

Song Zechen lost patience and interrupted directly: "I came to meet you today to respect the ridiculous blood relationship you have left with me. Why do you meddle in my affairs when you are happy in an American family? My life trajectory is different. Need your hypocrisy."

Song Zechen stood up and looked down at the person who couldn't believe what he said: "I warn you, don't go to my grandpa, and don't pretend to be smart and cause trouble to the people around me. Even if you try, I'm still not what I was ten years ago Poor kid who doesn't understand."

He put on his down jacket, walked to the front desk to pay the bill, and then returned to the dining area, not the seat he had been staying in before.Knowing that they were discovered, Park Jimin and Kim Tae-joo raised their heads in embarrassment, their mouths were still in shock, and stammered like a ghost: "Ze Zechen, we didn't mean to follow."

"I've already paid for you, and I won't be going home for the time being, and I may not be going home in the near future."

After speaking, he turned around and opened the door to leave, the glass door hit the wind chime in front of him, the jingle was extremely crisp, but it was like the ringing of the soul bell, and the souls of Kim Tae-joo and Park Jimin almost ran away.They looked at each other in dismay, dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.

The snow was gradually falling outside, and it was getting bigger and bigger. The pedestrians on the road quickened their pace, and soon there were only a few people walking in a hurry on the road.Song Zechen slowly became a different kind, too lazy to wear a hat, and let the snowflakes fall on the top of his head and quickly turned into water droplets to wet his hair.

He didn't know where he was going, but his subconscious mind guided the direction, so he simply stopped and walked indulgently.

A little girl staggered and ran, splashing muddy water onto Song Zechen's trouser legs, and she hurriedly apologized.

Song Zechen smiled and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.He kept smiling and met himself reflected in the glass, and gradually restrained his smile.

In fact, he didn't like to laugh so much at first.

Like the miserable childhoods of wealthy protagonists in many scripts, Song Zechen had a disharmonious family.A father who was busy with his career and barely had a home, and a mother who hated his birth for taking away her chance of promotion and her proud appearance. His childhood was spent in quarrels between the two. He practiced early on. Just keep a cold face and calmly concentrate on reading when they are in the Cold War.

The mother who spent most of his time pinched his wrist and pointed at the pregnancy spot of the woman in the mirror, cursing his birth with the most vicious words, so he never felt that his birthday was important It is a blessing not to ignite that woman's anger.

Later, her attitude gradually softened, and the occasional greetings made the young him very pleasantly surprised, thinking that he finally had a mother's love.

What's ridiculous is that when he was ten years old, his parents' business failure caused the two of them to fall into the mire of quarrel again, and they shifted the responsibility to each other.Song Zechen, who was so calm and indifferent as usual, was finally brought into trouble by Chi Yu. After the quarrel, his father rushed out of the door, and his mother pinched his face in hysterics: "Who do you show your face every day? Let me see this face." Disgusting, it is you who have affected my fortune, and now I have lost all my money, are you satisfied?"

That seemed to be the first time he shed tears. Could it be that my mother would like me if I smiled? That's what he thought when he was young.

So he moved a mirror and practiced the best smile repeatedly, forming a conditioned reflex like paranoia.When he has finished practicing, the long torture of his parents will finally be over.When the two announced their divorce, they felt relieved. As for whether it was the so-called crystallization of love, no one cared about it, and generally no one would want to play football.

The wind poured into his mouth, and seemed to enter his heart along his throat, raging in an empty, sweeping mess.

There is no need, there is no expectation, there is no need to waste feelings.

He thought that he was invincible and indestructible, but he was still a bit short of fire, and he didn't have the strength to accept the pursuit and interrogation of his teammates, so he chose to escape.

Song Zechen focused on moving forward. After stopping, he looked around and found that the buildings looked familiar. He thought for a long time with his dull head before he realized that he had arrived at Grandpa's residence.

He approached the door and knocked lightly. The old man who opened the door seemed surprised that he was here at this moment.

He bent his eyes slightly, like a traveler who has traveled a long distance in the dark, moved his lips slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Grandpa, I want to sleep."

It's a new day when you wake up.