The king of Korean entertainment

It is common for fans to be obsessed with idols, and even have real feelings between men and women for idols. Many fanatics behave crazy because of this.

But Enzhen is different, she is more sensible, but also more determined.In order to be able to narrow the distance with Kim Sung-won, she was admitted to Seoul National University through persevering efforts.

Kim Sung Won faintly sensed this situation during the fan signing meeting last year, but Eun Jin never really confessed his love, so he took this feeling as his own self-indulgence.

However, the fact is that his guess was very accurate.

Eunjin didn't confess directly, the pride in her heart made her unwilling to believe that Jin Shengyuan would like Taeyeon——Jin Shengyuan is the person she is optimistic about!In her opinion, Taeyeon is totally unworthy of Kim Sung Won.But the answer he got was that Jin Shengyuan admitted without hesitation. [

With indescribable irritability, Eunjin left the restaurant.

Out of concern, Jin Shengyuan followed closely.

Although she just "warned" Jin Shengyuan, Enzhen did not drive him away again, and quietly let him send herself home.

……

Kim Sung Won watched Eun Jin enter a residential complex in Nonhyeon-dong before turning away.

"It's good to have a showdown now." Squeezing his chin, Jin Shengyuan always felt a little absurd.Being liked by a little girl with such superior conditions, he didn't know whether he should feel honored or guilty.

Stretching his body with some melancholy, Jin Shengyuan looked at the time, it was not yet one o'clock in the afternoon.

Now that we have come to Nonhyeon-dong.Then stop by and have a look at home.Many of his itineraries were concentrated in February, so that most of the time was rested at the company, and he had not returned to the villa for nearly two weeks.Not to mention Taeyeon, they are very busy.On average, I can only rest for 2-3 hours a day.

Taking a box lunch and taking a taxi to the high-end villa area, Jin Shengyuan was also the first one.

Everything in the villa remains the same, and there is a special person responsible for cleaning every day.

Originally, Jin Shengyuan was ready for the villa to be exposed.However, after the release of the Girls' Generation-themed magazine shot by Jo Jung Ah, there was no news about the villa.Instead, it made him laugh at himself.

After eating, Jin Shengyuan took out the cleaning tools and went to the bedroom.This is the only place he doesn't allow the workers to clean up, there are too many things belonging to him and Taeyeon.

The bedroom is not big, it was specially chosen by Taeyeon, she doesn't like two people living in a bedroom that is too spacious, she thinks it will shorten the distance between two people.

Entering the door, there is a huge photo with half a person's height hanging above the bed.In the photo, Taeyeon is wearing a white wedding dress and is hugged by Kim Sung Won.It was the wedding photo of the two in "We Got Married" that day, and Taeyeon chose one of them to hang on the bedside.

After cleaning carefully, Jin Shengyuan took a hot bath, returned to the bedroom, closed the door, and sat in front of the computer used to compose music.

Although he usually likes ventilation, when composing, he is very sensitive to all noises from the outside world.So I prefer to shut myself up.

Without large-scale air circulation, the temperature in the bedroom gradually increased, and the air became warm, and Jin Shengyuan's mood gradually calmed down.

In addition to promising Han Seung-yeon's song, last year he also promised

grls write a song.In addition, there will be Taeyeon's next title song.All in all, the task is a bit heavy.

After the mood was completely calm, his thoughts began to move slowly. Jin Shengyuan kept trying the thoughts that flashed in his mind, and a piece of irrelevant tunes sounded. [

When composing, he only guides his emotions without forcibly controlling them, and induces himself to enter the illusion of his own creation. He likes this feeling, and the things written in this way will satisfy him.

Jin Shengyuan tried to write a song with a brisk rhythm and the characteristics of a girl, but it backfired, as if something was blocking him from conceiving such a plot.

"What is it?" Jin Shengyuan opened his mouth slightly, spit out a small piece of tongue, and bit it gently with his teeth.This is his habit when composing music.

It's not hard to guess.After thinking for a while, a wry smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Jin Shengyuan's mouth, and Eunzhen's delicate and pretty face appeared in his mind, wondering what she is doing now?

As a man, it would be a lie to say that Jin Shengyuan didn't put a lot of thought into it, even the old-fashioned man has a "sultry" side!But Jin Shengyuan has a good family education since he was a child, and the tempering from failure to success and the study of Seoul National University have given him a spiritual realm that matches his wealth, so he will not act like a nouveau riche and always stick to his own. Original heart.

"Do you want to write a sad song?" Jin Shengyuan tried to substitute Eunjin's emotions, but it was also not satisfactory.

"Hmm—" Jin Shengyuan felt a little troubled.

After trying again for a long time, sections of messy tunes were born in his hands, and then he pssed them out.

"I don't know if Enzhen is resenting me?" This thought suddenly flashed in Jin Shengyuan's mind, and then gradually entered a very strange state.There will never be a lack of vicious and crazy images of women in books and TV dramas, especially women who have failed in love.

Eunjin's face gradually faded into a vague outline in Jin Shengyuan's mind, and then a series of conjectures were born.

Jin Shengyuan seemed to be suddenly blocked, and sat motionless in front of the computer.After a while, he suddenly composed a short high-pitched and heavy rhythm quickly.

In his mind, there seemed to be an unknown existence constantly chanting a spell, and then he evolved this feeling into a tune.

Without hesitation or pause, Jin Shengyuan composed the main melody in one go.

After that, he didn't stop, and he took the pen and paper beside him and began to write something quickly.

"I'm going crazy! I was so kind and kind before, and I'm going crazy! It's all because of you, I gradually became vicious, holding a puppet that looks like you, and cursing—please break up with her! There was silence in the room, only the rustling of pencils on the paper.

"everynghtfeelwthyher? her?! I will accompany you every day, even in dreams, me? me?!" A subtle emotion lingered in Jin Shengyuan's mind, which made his writing carry a trace of resentment.

"

ng!

ng!Please bring him to my side, I am willing to pay any price, I have no bottom line for you! "Jin Shengyuan has other things in his eyes, and his mind is full of such wonderful thoughts. Years of composing experience have allowed him to quickly immerse himself in the spiritual world conceived by himself.

Regardless of whether it is sweet, sad, or other emotions, as long as you incorporate real feelings, the things you write will not be too bad.

This is also Jin Shengyuan's favorite state, enjoying this delicate state, he will not even feel the passage of time.

"I want to bet everything, I want to get you... Holding the incomplete photo, I curse again——please leave her!"

When the thoughts reach **, it seems that the rhythm of the song can no longer satisfy this kind of emotional venting, then use rp: "'mnthevoooolsln, this is to get back your pln! I cry every day, this spell is mixed with resentment towards you , is my last step for you! I don’t want to imagine the scene of you holding hands with her and then kissing.”

"let`sgo! uhuhuhuh! hhhh! yeh! I'm casting a spell on you, `mlkesupervsor, it's Julius Caesar who rules over you, you can't escape!"[

The two stages of rp gushed out naturally like spring water.

Today's Jin Shengyuan is no longer the simple composer who knew rp at the beginning, he has never stopped learning, and the small rp interspersed in a song is not difficult for him, especially when the inspiration comes.

At this moment, Jin Shengyuan is completely immersed in the scene, immersed in his own spiritual world, writing and drawing, occasionally playing a short piece of scattered rhythm on the computer, and then continuing to write after saving.

The protruding tongue had already been retracted, Jin Shengyuan pressed his lips tightly, and his hands were busy quickly.This state is extremely difficult to find.

In the quiet room, only his voice was heard.Unknowingly, the sky outside gradually darkened, but Jin Shengyuan didn't notice it at all.

Suddenly, a woman's deep voice sounded: "opp!"

"Bah!" Jin Shengyuan's body trembled, the movements in his hands stopped abruptly, and the pencil lead was broken by him!

In the blink of an eye, Jin Shengyuan woke up from that delicate state, only to realize that it was his cell phone.When recording "The Birth of a Family", Yoona changed his ringtone to that of her ghost as a prank.

He didn't know whether it was because the room was too hot or because he was frightened. When Jin Shengyuan took out his mobile phone, he found his palm was wet.

"Brother Xianjun, hello." It was Cui Xianjun calling.

"Sheng Yuan, where are you?" Cui Xianjun asked, "Why haven't you returned to the company yet?"

"I'm at the villa, I'll go back later." Jin Shengyuan looked at the time on the computer, and it turned out that it was six o'clock in the afternoon before he knew it, "Brother Xianjun, you can drive to pick me up now."

"Okay!" Cui Xianjun said and hung up the phone.

After putting away the phone, Jin Shengyuan sighed softly, looking at the results of his busy half day.Although it is a little regretful to be interrupted by Choi Hyun Joon, it is already very good to be able to accomplish so much.

"Let's sort it out when we have time." After turning off the computer, Jin Shengyuan tidied up the paper with the lyrics written on it.

The thoughts in his mind seemed to still have a faint aftertaste. Jin Shengyuan held the broken pencil lead, thought for a while, and wrote a word on a piece of white paper: "

! ”