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Junxiu signed it and gave it: "Here, I should have written it correctly, right? I hardly had time to write Chinese, and I almost forgot it."

With a happy smile on her face, she kept admiring Junxiu's signature, especially the Chinese font written on it with a little cursive feel. This font is like someone who has used Chinese for a long time. She was surprised Looking at Junxiu: "Wow.. Your Chinese is so good, I feel that you can write better than me as a Chinese/Chinese, like some calligraphers."

After being praised by ab, Junxiu also laughed happily: "Hahaha.. Because of the copybook I used when I was learning to write Chinese when I was a child, I always followed the copybook, so my writing style became like this."

"Oh...that's it, no wonder Junsu-senpai can write so well in Chinese. I knew I used that thing when I was studying when I was a child. Thank you Junsu-senpai, then I won't bother you with your practice. There is a chance. Come to h.k, and I will take you to eat h.k's food."

"Okay, if there is a chance to go to h.k."

After the two briefly said a few words, 'a.b' took Junxiu's signature and left the musical instrument room happily, and the words she said earlier made her suddenly feel that something was wrong, and ab quickly responded. Well, because the two didn't exchange numbers at all, so ah, even if Junxiu came to h.k, the two still couldn't meet, so the previous sentence became a polite word at this moment.

However, it was impossible for a.b to go back and ask Junsu for the number. Also because it seemed strange to ask for a number suddenly, ab sighed and said, "Hey.. I missed the best time to ask for Junsu's number."

Anyway, at this moment, ab felt that even if the phone number he gave to Junxiu belonged to the manager, she felt pretty good. At least a 'Junxiu' will be stored on the phone. Ab looked at Junxiu's signature, and then sighed again: "Hey... we can only see you next time." After saying this, ab glanced in the direction of the musical instrument room where Junxiu was.

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The polite words did not disturb Junxiu's mind. When a man has no thoughts about another woman, then she will not cause any waves in her life. But today's encounter was just an accident, he didn't care, and she probably wouldn't care either. No one will take this matter to heart forever, so their lives have to continue.

ab left, but she did not take the marker pen used for the signature, Junxiu took the pen and turned it twice, then quickly took out the phone and called her agent: "You will come to the musical instrument room later. Bring a notebook and a pen when you come."

Most of today's creations use computers, and Junxiu suddenly thought of using the most traditional way to record his creations with paper and pen after sitting in front of the electronic organ today.

While waiting for the agent, Junxiu lay down on the chair with his eyes closed, thinking about himself and Yui, and the details of his relationship with Taeyeon.

Junsu and Taeyeon went to a lot of places with the program "I Knot" 'Fake Public and Private', and Junsu and Taeyeon spent their 'honeymoon trip' in Thailand during the 'marriage' period. But Junxiu and Yui didn't have much experience of going out to play. The two were either at home or on the set. Last time they went to the United States with great difficulty, but the two hadn't had a good look at the city. into the shooting.

Every beautiful scene, every scene where they laughed, every romantic scene, turned into beautiful notes and appeared in Junxiu's mind. But "beautiful" is only short-lived, and the two people's figures are constantly exchanged in their minds, one moment is Thailand's Taeyeon in full bloom, and the other is New York's sweet smile.

After the two were in the same frame, it naturally evolved into a worry that remained in Junxiu's mind. Many times, I know that some things can't be thought too much, but I can't control my thinking to worry about it.

Do people like to make their own affairs so tangled? Junxiu pressed the keyboard twice, and he enjoyed the trouble of the note shaking.

After a while, the manager came to the musical instrument room with a handsome appearance, a notebook and a pen: "You should eat first. The beef will be cold after a while, and it will not taste good." In the hot summer, the company's central air conditioner is turned on. , so the agent also kindly reminded Junxiu.

"Well, I'll record while eating. By the way, you can go back first, you don't have to watch me at the company. I'll send a message to Yui in a while and ask me to pick me up here when I get home."

"Well, I'll go first." The agent said goodbye to Junxiu.

Junsu began to use paper and pen to record the melody that appeared in his mind.

Eating, arranging, and playing to try it out. Junxiu hasn't used this method for a long time, so Junxiu began to focus unconsciously, and he even forgot to send Yui a message.

Time passed quickly, and Junxiu was still sitting in the musical instrument room, constantly revising the song this time. Just as he was holding the score that became messy after he had been revising, Yui returned home and looked at the entrance. There were no handsome shoes, and there were no lights in the living room, which made Yui frown in dissatisfaction.

After the revision was completed, Junxiu sat in front of the keyboard and started to play completely~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yui also returned to the bedroom, looking at the empty room, Yui called Junxiu's phone in dissatisfaction and answered the call. After the call, she asked with the last bit of tenderness: "oppa, where?"

"Oh, in the company's studio, Yui, listen to my latest composition first, don't hang up." Junxiu put the phone next to the electronic keyboard, intending to make Yui the number one composition this time. audience.

Soon the song was played by Junxiu, and he immediately asked Yui, "How does the song feel?"

Hearing Junxiu talking about creating in the company, Yui finally let go, she finally smiled and asked Junxiu on the other end of the phone: "Well, the song is very good, did you fill in the missing words? And does this song have a name?"

"Of course it has a name, the song "Those Years"."

""those years"?"

"Well, although I haven't had time to fill in the words yet, I have already thought about the direction of filling in the words."