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Chapter 90 Who does it belong to?

The golden sunlight shines through the glass and languidly around the objects in the room. The wooden instruments are like a layer of gold film, shining with dazzling and charming light.

Kang Goo-woo half-squinted his eyes, humming the tune, and playing on the electronic keyboard habitually. As if he had already left everything around him and entered his own world, Tiffany's excited and cheerful voice, Kim Hyun-kyung's cold response, and Lee Yeon-hee's praise, Kang Goo-woo didn't hear or notice it at all. He just hummed softly, humming the song, letting Tiffany and the other three discuss it endlessly.

"Wuyou, why don't you speak? Tell me a little." Lee Yeon-hee seemed to be amazed at the songs that Jiang Wuyou had just hummed. Looking at Jiang Wuyou's head lowered and silent, Lee Yeon-hee, who had not spoken much since entering the house, took the initiative to ask Jiang Wuyou for the first time. Even when she saw that Jiang Wuyou didn't respond, she pushed him, "Wuyou, you're talking."

"Don't……"

"etc……"

Seeing Lee Yeon-hee's actions, Tiffany and Kim Hyun-kyung's faces changed. They both spoke to remind each other almost at the same time, but they were still one step late. They could only look at Kang Goo-woo, who looked awakened, and in front of Lee Yeon-hee, who knew that she had made a mistake and showed shame, she didn't know what to say.

"Well, did I do something wrong?" Lee Yeon-hee asked with an awkward expression. Looking at Kang Goo-woo's confused expression and the regretful expressions of Tiffany and Kim Hyun-kyung, Lee Yeon-hee looked left and right at a loss, looking restless, like a bullied child, and didn't know what to do.

"Why don't Sister Yanxi pay attention? Gouyu Oppa is working on it, but you are interrupted by you. I don't know if there is a chance to go in again in the future." Tiffany looked dissatisfied with a cute and silly face, pouting slightly, like a little girl who was treated unfairly, looking angry as if she was the person who was disturbed.

Seeing that Kang Goo-woo was still confused and didn't know what was going on, just like when he woke up and was confused, Kim Hyun-kyung could only shake his head and said half-explanatory and half-persuasively to Tiffany, who was like an angry kitten. "Yeon-hee hasn't had this experience for a long time, so she doesn't know it. Moreover, she probably didn't expect that Goo-woo could get into the state so quickly..."

"Hmph," Tiffany groaned a few times as if he was proud, and then continued, "Otherwise, why did Gouyu Oppa be a genius lyricist and songwriter? But, Stella, what did you say just now? Don't you like this song? Although only part of it has been created, it is like this, and it has to be built bit by bit. Moreover, the tone of Gouyu Oppa's song seems to have been set, and I think it's pretty good."

Kim Hyun-kyung smiled indifferently, looking at Kang Goo-woo, who gradually returned to the clarity of his eyes and reunited his spirits, shook his head, "This is not the song I want."

"Why? Isn't this song quite good?" Tiffany looked at the computer screen with confusion, looking at the stalks that appeared based on the playing just now. Tiffany identified and hummed in a low voice.

"Since you like it, then you can sing it." Kim Hyun-kyung smiled and said.

Tiffany shook his head with a bitter face, "No, our current style is cute, this song is obviously incompatible with our positioning. Moreover, when has our company sang such a sad song..."

"That's right." The few people present were either former trainees of s.m or artists who had already debuted in s.m. They knew the "youth idol"-style route planned by s.m. So, looking at Tiffany's look of his favorites, although they didn't know if she really liked the first draft of this song, or because of Jiang Wuyou, everyone could only sigh and said they could do nothing about it.

After a while, Tiffany was the first to cheer up. Seeing that everyone seemed to be a little negative because of themselves, Tiffany once again shifted the topic to Kim Hyun-kyung.

"stella, you just said that this song is not the type you want, so what style do you like?" Tiffany looked at Kim Hyun-kyung with his eyes shiny, and then looked at Kang Goo-woo sitting in front of the chair. "If you talk more carefully, maybe Goo-woo oppa can be created."

Kim Hyun-kyung looked at Kang Go-woo, whose expression was slightly unnatural, with a little uncertainty in her eyes. She didn't know whether Kang Go-woo's creation was because she didn't want to write songs for herself, so she deliberately created a music of a completely different style from the one she explained just now, or was purely because she remembered the past. After all, although Kim Hyun-kyung had studied such things as Kim Hyun-kyung, she did not devote herself to it like Kang Go-woo just now, and she couldn't say anything. However, looking at the score that was less than half created on the computer screen, Kim Hyun-kyung finally made up his mind and shook her head.

"Forget it, I think I'd better ask the company's composer for help. Gouyu's song is not suitable for me, and he also needs time to complete this song. I think there is no time to help."

Seeing Kim Hyun-kyung's first "retreat", Kang Goo-woo, who had never spoken since her creation was interrupted, suddenly showed a surprised expression on his face. In his memory, Kim Hyun-kyung and "retreat" attitude should have no intersection at all. He was even ready. If Kim Hyun-kyung asked him to write a song for her again, he would go back and look through the previously unpublished composition scores, and then try to select a song that was close to her request, and re-arrange it for her. Unexpectedly, Kim Hyun-kyung gave up easily, which made Kang Goo-woo feel weightless when he hit the cotton with heavy punches, and all kinds of preparations were not used at all.

As if he had thought of something, Kim Hyun-kyung smiled at Tiffany and Kang Goo-woo, raised his wrist and looked at the time on the watch.

Tiffany saw Kim Hyun-kyung's watch with sharp eyes and asked in confusion. "Hey, stella, your watch..."

Kim Hyun-kyung looked up at Tiffany, and then looked down at her face and said, "What's wrong? Do you think this watch is strange?"

"No." Tiffany shook his head awkwardly, and his eyes deliberately left behind still turned to the watch from time to time.

Watches are not a high-end brand. The silver dial and the black leather strap show a not-so-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not-not

If you look at it this way, this watch doesn't seem to surprise Tiffany so much. In fact, from the appearance, this watch should be a type of men's watch. This is what makes Tiffany puzzled.

Hearing Tiffany's question, Kim Hyun-kyung lowered his head and stroked the watch's dial with his right hand. He answered calmly, "This watch is actually what I want to give to another person. From the day I returned to the United States, I bought this watch and then I put it on my wrist. I thought I could give it to that person quickly, but this watch has been on the back of my hand for three years. I watched it turn around and around, just like time, and never stayed for someone, just so ruthlessly... "

As if he realized that he had made the atmosphere too dull and sad, Kim Hyun-kyung said with a faint smile, "It's getting late, it's time to go back."

After saying that, Kim Hyun-kyung left the music studio first. Lee Yeon-hee suddenly realized and hurriedly chased out, leaving behind Tiffany's confused eyes and Kang Goo-woo's silent expression behind him.

Just like she is the owner of this house, when Tiffany reacted and walked out of the room, Kim Hyun-kyung and Lee Yeon-hee were already standing at the gate. Before Tiffany could speak, Kim Hyun-kyung opened his mouth first.

"I had a great time today and met old friends, thank you."

"We should say thank you." Tiffany smiled like a crescent moon. Just like others, she heard the friend who came to visit and said satisfactory words, and the happiness in her heart would not be hidden no matter what. However, Tiffany could not see Jiang Wuyou standing behind her, and the silent expression on her face that had never smiled from beginning to end.

"Also, Wuyou, thank you for your creation. Although it doesn't fit me very well, I think there will be other songs. After all, I think the scales you create seem to be more suitable for female voices. I hope you can find a suitable owner."

Even when he heard the topic shifted to him, Jiang Wuyou was still silent and just nodded in response.

Tiffany pushed Kang Gou-woo privately awkwardly, as if complaining about why he didn't speak, but Kim Hyun-kyung just smiled without caring at all. Tiffany had to say some polite words like "I hope to come again next time", and then watched Kim Hyun-kyung and Lee Yeon-hee slowly leave.

He returned to the sofa in the hall and sat down. Listening to Tiffany's nagging in his ears, Jiang Wuyou looked deaf. His confused eyes seemed to indicate that he was wandering too far. It was not until a long time later that Tiffany no longer nagged, but began to look at the webpage that Jiang Wuyou focused his eyes again, took out the phone, and dialed the number in the phone book.

"Hey, Sister Jiaxi, I have a song here. I think it's very suitable for your group. Are you interested?"
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