On Sunday morning in Seoul, the air is fresh. Even though it is already the end of July in midsummer, in the green community, the shade of trees is still full of refreshing atmosphere.

Walking slowly in the community, Jiang Wuyou looked around. The children were playing happily on the lawn, while the adults were beside him, either sitting on straw mats reading books, or following their children with loving eyes. Occasionally, a few Jiang Wuyou who saw him walking slowly only glanced lightly. After looking at Jiang Wuyou's eyes, they just nodded with a smile and turned around to follow their children.

After looking at the time, Jiang Wuyou tightened the gift bag in his hand and walked quickly towards the residential building.

"Wuyou, are you here?" He pushed open the door and Kim Jong looked at the pink gift bag in Kang Goyou's hand and smiled slightly, "Miyoung may come later, come in first."

He walked into the hall with a familiarity and saw the cup of steaming tea placed on the teahouse. After sitting down, Kang Goo-woo continued to be routine and expressed his gratitude to Kim Jong.

Kim Jong has no reaction to Kang Wuyou's actions. Every time he comes to his own house, Kang Wuyou is always so polite. I don't know how many times he has been there. Even if he talks to Kang Wuyou, he has not changed. However, as an elder, he likes the respectful attitude of the younger generation. Therefore, even if he is not satisfied with his words, he is still very comfortable in his heart.

"Are you still used to it in a new company?" Kim Jong asked, "The new company is no longer as good as before. It is all new people. If you find it difficult, just tell me. I can still help you."

"No, everything is fine." Jiang Wuyou shook her head, "I also added acting training on mnet, but I was a little uncomfortable with it. After all, I haven't had much contact with it before."

Kim Jong nodded, "Indeed, at s.m, the company's classification is more stringent, actors are actors, singers are singers. It is indeed not fully trained. However, although you feel very tired, you must have learned a lot, right? So what about acting? How about singing? What about dancing?"

Jiang Wuyou was a little embarrassed. Even the teacher and teacher who was very close could not let Jiang Wuyou talk bad things about his company in front of the other company's "staff"? He had to say ambiguously, "The teachers in the company are all very capable..."

Although he was a little dissatisfied with Kang Goo-woo's perfunctory, Kim Jong, who thought of his identity, still did not continue the topic. "So, what about lyrics and songwriting? Didn't you give it up?"

Although I have just entered a new company and am busy adapting to the environment in my daily life, it is very likely that I will stop creating temporarily. However, Kim Jong, who believes in the sentence "suspending is termination", does not want Kang Woo-woo to really stop. After all, persistence is the most important thing. With the first rest, I will naturally give myself a hint in my heart: it is okay to stop again, because there were previous examples. In this way, one's creative passion will slowly be wiped out.

"I haven't left it. I have indeed written some songs during this period, but the quality is not good..." When it comes to lyrics and song creation, Jiang Wuyou is not as afraid to speak as before. Faced with the enlightenment teacher of his lyrics and song creation, Jiang Wuyou has always visited with a learning attitude. What's more, every time I come for learning experience, Jiang Wuyou will not miss every opportunity to ask Kim Jong for advice.

During the serious study, neither of them had the concept of time. But when the doorbell rang, the only thing that could remind them of the passage of time was the teacup on the table that had already been cold.

"Aunt Kim Jong, good afternoon." The pink dress, long hair, and a straw hat with a big bow were the lovely person outside the door.

"Ah, Brother Gouyou." Seeing Kang Gouyou standing behind Kim Jong, Ke Ren'er smiled in surprise and threw herself into Jiang Gouyou's arms, "Brother Gouyou, you came so early."

He surrounded the other party in embarrassment. Kang Wuyou looked at Kim Jong with a teasing look on his face, rubbed the head of the girl in his arms and said, "Mi Young, let's go over there and sit and talk."

Huang Mi-young shook her head, shook Kang Wuyou's hand and raised her head and said, "Don't mess with my hairstyle."

After saying that, he found that Kim Jong and Kang Goo-woo were both smiling. Huang Mi-young, who seemed to think something was wrong, thought for a long time, but he didn't realize anything was wrong. Huang Mi-young, who stretched out his little hand and wanted to knock on his head, suddenly felt that his hand seemed to be blocked by something.

"Brief of the hat", Huang Meiying blushed. It turned out that she forgot to take off her hat. No wonder they both laughed at her when they talked about her hairstyle.

"Hmph", Huang Mi-young turned his head and said, "Ignore you." Thinking of this, Huang Mi-young took off her hat and acted coquettishly at Aunt Kim Jong, "Auntie, don't laugh at me~"

Even though this sentence was not what he said to himself, Kang Goo-woo couldn't help but shivered when he heard the soft and coquettish voice. However, Kim Jong seemed to like Huang Mi-young's tone very much. Holding Mi-young's soft body, Kim Jong asked, "Little fool, why didn't your members come?"

"They are taking a break," Huang Meiying replied, "Everyone is very tired these days. And they will debut next week, so everyone is trying to hurry up and rest."

"So, are you okay when you come out today? Will you be very tired? Have you been very tired recently? You should pay more attention to rest." Before Kim Jong could speak, Kang Goo-woo naturally became concerned again.

Looking at Kim Jong's teasing expression, Kang Woo-woo looked at each other calmly, "What's wrong? Is it really a bad rest?" However, looking at Kim Jong's ambiguous expression, Kang Woo-woo also felt something was wrong.

However, Huang Meiying was very happy and replied with a squinting smile, "I won't be very tired. We usually sleep quite early, but it's Sunday, so it's rare that we don't need to practice. Of course we have to sleep in."

"Landing?" Jiang Wuyou's eyes twitched, and he looked at the time displayed by the clock hanging on the wall, thinking in his heart, "It's almost 3 o'clock, is it still lazy?"

However, Kang Wuyou didn't think too much about this issue. Suddenly, Jiang Wuyou, who was thinking about today's purpose, took out the gift bag he brought from his side and handed it to Huang Mi-young, "Mi-young, next Wednesday is your birthday. I guess you will be very busy, and you shouldn't have the chance to give it to you personally, so I'll give you the gift now. Mi-young, happy birthday, I wish you will always be so beautiful."

Huang Meiying blushed, lowered her head and said thank you softly, and took the gift from Jiang Wuyou. After taking it apart with his own hands, it turned out that the gift was a pink headband. Put it on her head. Huang Meiying looked left and right in front of the mirror, and a sweet smile appeared on her face. "Thank you, brother Wuyou, but if it was just such a gift, I would be dissatisfied."

When Kim Jong-jung was planning to scold Mi-young for being greedy, Kang Woo-woo, who had long guessed her idea, pretended to be sad and took out a piece of printing paper from his pocket and handed it to Wong Mi-young. "I guessed you would say that, but you don't like the gift I gave, I'm really sad."

"Why don't you like it? I'm very happy with this hairband." Although that's the case, Huang Meiying didn't put down her hand, but she suddenly took the paper handed by Jiang Wuyou and looked it over.

"Lyrics?" Looking at the Korean lyrics that were densely written on the paper, Huang Meiying, who had always had a headache with Korean, looked at Jiang Wuyou pitifully. "Brother Wuyou, you know I don't understand..."

Looking at Huang Mi-young's "sad", Kang Wu-woo pretended to be naughty, "I know you can't understand. When will you be able to understand it by relying on yourself. Then I will give you the tune and let you sing this song alone?"

"I want it now!" Huang Meiying said angrily, putting her hands on her waist, "I also want you to write lyrics in English."

Kang Gou-woo touched his nose awkwardly, "My English is like your Korean. It's better for me to write lyrics in English than you can understand Korean..."

"I don't care," Huang Meiying put down the lyrics in her hand, "Then I just want the English lyrics. Anyway, I can ask my aunt to help me compose the music..."

Looking at the two people who were playing, Kim Jong smiled slightly, picked up the lyrics on the table, and read softly:

It is hard to forget that your smiling eyes are as charming as the crescent moon in that day;

I can pretend to be a clown, I can give everything just to make you smile so much...

Happy birthday, the most beautiful smiley Huang Meiying. I hope Huang Meiying, who was born on August 1st, will always be so beautiful~

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Chapter completed!