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

But Eun-jin is different, she is more sensible, but also more resolute. In order to be able to shorten the distance between her and Kim Sungwon, she was admitted to Seoul National University through perseverance and perseverance.

Kim Sung-won was vaguely aware of this situation at last year's fan signing party, but Eun-jin never really confessed, and he regarded this feeling as his own self-inflicted affection.

However, the truth is that his guess was accurate.

Eun-jin didn't confess directly, and the pride in her heart made her unwilling to believe that Kim Sung-won would actually like Taeyeon - Kim Sung-won was a person she looked at! In her opinion, Taeyeon is not worthy of Kim Sung-won at all. But the answer he got was that Jin Shengyuan admitted almost without hesitation.

With indescribable irritability, Eun-jin left the restaurant.

Out of concern, Kim Sung-won followed.

Despite the "warning" of Kim Sung-won just now, Eun-jin did not drive him away again, and quietly asked him to send him home.

……

Kim Sung-won watched Eun-jin enter a residential complex in Nonhyeon-dong before turning to leave.

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

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

Now that you've come to Nonhyeon-dong, let's stop by and have a look at home. Much of his trip was concentrated in February, so much so that he spent most of his time at the company resting, and he hadn't been back to the villa for nearly two weeks. Not to mention Taeyeon, they are so busy that they can only rest for an average of 2-3 hours a day.

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

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

Originally, Kim Sung-won was ready for the villa to be exposed, but after the release of a magazine with the theme of Girls' Generation photographed by Cho Jung-ah. There was no news about the villa, which made him laugh at himself too much.

After eating, Kim Sung-won found the cleaning tool and went to the bedroom. This is the only place he doesn't allow workers to sweep, and there are too many things about him and Taeyeon in it.

The bedroom is not big, and Taeyeon chose it on purpose, and she doesn't like to live in a bedroom that is too spacious for two people, thinking that it will shorten the distance between them.

Push the door in. At the head of the bed hangs a huge photograph half a man tall. In the photo, Taeyeon is wearing a white wedding dress and being held by Kim Sung-won, which is the wedding photo of the two in "We Are Married" that day, and Taeyeon picks out one of them and hangs it on the bedside.

After cleaning carefully, Jin Shengyuan took a hot shower, returned to the bedroom, and closed the doors and windows. I sat down in front of the computer I used to compose the music.

Although he usually likes ventilation, when composing, he is very sensitive to all the noise from the outside world, so he prefers to lock himself up.

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

In addition to promising Han Seung-yeon's song, he also promised to write a song for BrownEyedGirls last year, as well as Taeyeon's next title song. Count it up. 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 unrelated music sounded.

When composing, he only guides his emotions without forcibly controlling them, inducing himself into the illusion of his own ideas, and he likes this feeling, so that what he writes will satisfy him.

Kim Sung-won tried to write a song with a brisk rhythm that matched the characteristics of the girl, but it backfired. It was as if something was holding him back from conceiving such a plot. …,

"What is it?" Jin Shengyuan's mouth opened slightly. Spit out a small piece of tongue and bite it gently with your teeth. This is his habit when composing music.

It's not hard to guess. After a moment of thought. The corners of Jin Shengyuan's mouth suddenly showed a wry smile, and Eun Jin's delicate and pretty little face appeared in his mind, I don't know what she is doing now?

As a man, it would be a lie to say that Jin Shengyuan didn't put a lot of effort into it, even the most old-fashioned man has a "sullen" side! But Kim Sung-won has had a good family education since he was a child, and the grinding from failure to success and his studies at Seoul National University have given him a spiritual realm that matches his wealth, so he will not behave as an upstart, and always stick to his heart.

"Do you want to write a sad song?" Kim Sung-won tried to substitute Eun-jin's emotions, but he couldn't do it either.

"Hmm-" Jin Shengyuan was a little confused.

After trying again for a long time, a messy piece of music was born in his hands, and then he passed it again.

"I wonder if Eun-jin is resenting me?" This thought suddenly flashed through Jin Shengyuan's mind, and then gradually entered a very wonderful realm. There will never be a shortage of vicious and crazy images of women in books and TV series, especially women after the failure of Aiqing.

Eun-jin's face faded into a vague outline in Kim Sung-won's mind, and then a series of conjectures were born.

Jin Shengyuan seemed to have a sudden magic barrier, and sat in front of the computer without moving. After a while, he suddenly composed a short high-pitched and heavy rhythm.

In his mind, it was as if an unknown being was chanting a spell, and he then turned that feeling into a tune.

Without hesitation or pause, Jin Shengyuan completed this main theme in one go.

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

"I'm going crazy! I was so innocent and kind before, but I was about to go crazy! It's all because of you that I'm becoming impermanent and vicious, holding a puppet like you in my hand and cursing - please break up with her! There was silence in the room, save for the rustle of pencils on paper.

“EverynightIfeelwithyou，doyouloveher？ doyouloveher？！ Every day even in dreams I will accompany you, doyouloveme? doyouloveme？！ A subtle emotion lingered in Jin Shengyuan's mind, making his pen carry a trace of resentment.

“bring！ bring！ Please bring him to me, I am willing to pay any price, I have no bottom line for you! Jin Shengyuan's eyes were nothing else, his mind was full of such wonderful thoughts, and his years of composing experience allowed him to quickly immerse himself in the spiritual shijie he conceived.

Whether it's sweet, plaintive, or other emotions, as long as you incorporate real feelings, what is written will not be too bad.

This is also Jin Shengyuan's favorite state, enjoying this subtle state, he doesn't even feel the passage of time.

"I'm going to gamble everything, I'm going to get you as a person...... With the mutilated photograph in hand, I cursed again - please leave her! ”

When the thought arrives, it seems that the rhythm of the song can no longer satisfy the venting of this emotion, then use RAP: "I'mintheVoodoolsld, this is to get your pl!" I'm crying every day, this spell is mixed with resentment against you, and it's my STEP for your zuihou! I don't want to imagine you holding hands with her and kissing. ”

“Let`sgo！ uhuhuhuh!hahahaha! YEAH！ I'm chanting a spell to you, I'mlikeasupervisor, Julius Caesar, who rules over you, and you can't escape! ”

The two stages of RAP gushed out like a spring.

Today's Kim Sung-won is no longer the simple composer who didn't know anything about RAP, he has never stopped learning, and it is not difficult for him to intersperse small pieces of rap in a song, especially when inspiration comes.

At this moment, Jin Shengyuan is already completely immersed, immersed in his own spiritual shijie, writing and drawing, occasionally playing a small fragmented rhythm on the computer, and then continuing to write after saving. …,

The tongue that spit out had already been withdrawn, and Jin Shengyuan pursed his lips tightly, and his hands were busy quickly. This state is extremely difficult to find.

In the quiet room, he was the only one. Unconsciously, the sky outside gradually darkened, but Jin Shengyuan didn't notice it at all.

Suddenly, a woman's deep voice rang out: "OPPA! ”

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

In the blink of an eye, Jin Shengyuan woke up from that delicate state, only to realize that it was his mobile phone. During the recording of "Birth of a Family", Yuna pranks him and changed his ringtone to the voice of her own ghost.

I don't know if it's because it's too hot in the house, or because he was frightened, when Jin Shengyuan took out his phone, he found that his palm was wet.

"Brother Xianjun, hello." It was Choi Hyun-joon's call.

"Shengyuan, where are you?" Choi Hyun-jun asked, "Why haven't you returned to the company yet?" ”

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

“haode！” Choi Hyun-joon said and hung up the phone.

After putting away his phone, Jin Shengyuan sighed softly and looked at the results of his busy half a day. Although it was a little regrettable to be interrupted by Choi Hyun-jun, it was good to be able to accomplish so much.

"I'll tidy it up when I have time." After turning off the computer, Kim Sung-won sorted out the paper on which the lyrics were written.

The thoughts in his mind seemed to have a faint afterglow, Jin Shengyuan pinched the broken pencil lead, thought for a while, and wrote a word on a blank piece of paper: "Abracadabra!" ”