Looking at the tall building with more than ten floors in front of him, Jiang Wuyou closed his uneasiness. Looking at the trainee recruitment advertisement posted at the gate, Jiang Wuyou swallowed, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked forward slowly but firmly.

"Oh, please let me go, let me go."

Just as Jiang Wuyou pushed the revolving door and was about to enter, a crisp and pleasant female voice sounded from behind Jiang Wuyou. Jiang Wuyou subconsciously turned his head to see what was going on, but he only felt a girl wearing his favorite milky white clothes blowing through like a gust of wind. After touching Jiang Wuyou with a "bang", she hurriedly rushed in with her hit part. Her nervous and hurried look looked like a student who was about to be late. She didn't even have time to say an apology, and she rushed in in panic.

Jiang Wuyou blinked and had already reached the point where he said, but he held it in his mouth because the other party did not apologize as he expected.

Shaking his head, watching the other party run to the front desk through the transparent glass door, hurriedly handing over a form, then ran to the elevator beside him and stomped his feet anxiously, and even pressing the elevator button in a hurry, Jiang Wuyou probably understood: this girl is probably the same as herself, and she is also here to participate in the trainee recruitment competition for MNET.

Seeing that the girl finally arrived at the elevator, Jiang Wuyou raised her wrist and looked at the time. Although she was not late, the competition was basically about to start. Jiang Wuyou tidied up her clothes and hairstyle in front of the glass door, and walked in.

As soon as he raised his foot, a thin photo fell lightly to the ground. Jiang Wuyou, who was about to walk in, took back his steps and bent down to pick up the photo.

In this two-inch photo, there is a pretty woman with a long hair on her shoulders scattered on both sides, covering her ears and ringing beside her pebbled face. On her fair skin, she has big eyes that seem to be able to speak under her brows. Even in this photo, she seems to be emitting a charming light. Under her straight nose, there is also a small cherry mouth with a raised mouth, all of which look like that person. Looking at this photo, Jiang Wuyou couldn't help but be stunned. If the sound of pedestrians coming and going around him awakened him, it seemed that he would have fallen into memories inappropriately.

After patting his cheek, Jiang Wuyou shook his head and threw the complicated thoughts behind his head. Looking at this photo, Jiang Wuyou recalled the girl who bumped into him just now, and seemed to be quite similar to the person in the photo in his hand. He tentatively turned the photo over. Sure enough, just like participating in a competition, a name was signed behind the photo.

"Park Sun Young?"

Shaking his head, Jiang Wuyou put the photo in his pocket. There is not much time left. After all, he still has to participate in the trainee recruitment competition today. When he meets this girl, he will return the photo to her.

Walking into the hall calmly, handing over the form, thanking, and taking the elevator, Jiang Wuyou tried to show an orderly state. It was not because someone said hello and even if he didn't participate in the competition, Jiang Wuyou could become a trainee, but because he knew that only by maintaining a normal mind can he show his true level. He didn't want to be a guy who "goes through the back door" to become a trainee.

When he walked out of the elevator, the dense crowd in front of him suddenly shocked him. Although he had thought that many people with dreams of stardom would come to sign up, the team of nearly 100 people in front of him still surprised him.

However, it is useless to say more. Anyway, Jiang Wuyou had already received the number plate. She found a corner casually and sat down, her eyes constantly scanning the waiting people. Sure enough, she was also in a corner, and the girl in milky white clothes was standing there. Looking at her nervous expression and fidgeting movements, Jiang Wuyou understood that she should be stage frightened.

Jiang Wuyou took out the photo from his pocket and thought about it again and again, Jiang Wuyou stood up and walked over.

"Hello, my name is Jiang Wuyou." Jiang Wuyou showed that kind smile and looked at the girl in front of him.

"Hello." Although his expression was nervous, perhaps because of a good tutor, the girl still answered in a steady tone.

"Just now, I picked up this photo. I think it should be yours." Jiang Wuyou saw that she did not show her name and was not used to it. She handed over the photo she picked up in her hand, and her expression was still a relaxing smile.

"Yeah? Thank you." The girl took the photo from Kang Goo-woo's hand, looked at it, and immediately nodded gratefully. After thinking about it, the girl continued, "My name is Park Sun Young, thank you for returning it to me."

Jiang Wuyou smiled and asked casually, "Are you here to take the trainee recruitment exam today? I'm here to participate in the singing department, where are you?"

Perhaps it was because of Park Sun Young's pitiful expression with a nervous look, or perhaps it was because Park Sun Young had too many shadows of her, Kang Goo-woo couldn't help but want to help her relax. However, worried that what he said would make the other party even more nervous. Kang Goo-woo started talking about it first to relax the other party's tense nerves.

Perhaps it was because of the accumulation of years of studying in S.M that his smiling expression really relaxed Park Shan Young. Even during the chat with Kang Gou Woo, Park Shan Young actually laughed. Although it was not the kind of laughter, the standard smile expression with eight teeth still kept appearing on her face.

Finally, when the assessment room called the name "Park Sun Young", Kang Gou-woo was already very familiar with her. He raised his right hand and Kang Gou-woo made a 'Come on' gesture to cheer her up, and the other party also made the same expression to express his confidence.

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"Goooo oppa..." Park Sun Young stood in the practice room, looking at Kang Goo-woo who was walking in with breakfast in his mouth, and greeted him like a coquettish.

"Oh, Shanying." Jiang Wuyou nodded and handed over the breakfast in his hand.

Seeing Park Sun Young taking the breakfast with a smile and then eating with a happy look, Kang Goo-woo chatted with her.

Since the trainee recruitment exam and the two were successfully selected, their relationship has gradually changed from strangers to friends who can talk about everything.

Moreover, for the practice madman Kang Goo-woo, for the first time, he discovered that there was actually a harder work harder than him. Park Sun Young, who must arrive earlier than him every day, even practiced until late at night from time to time. Moreover, she was not the type of dance idiot (dance idiot). Although she was not as talented as Kang Goo-woo, she could perform dances in the morning and at night, as long as she was given three days, she could definitely learn any dance. Park Sun Young's diligent attitude even affected Kang Goo-woo.

Therefore, when he accidentally learned that Park Sun Young didn't eat much breakfast every day, Kang Gouwoo inexplicably brought an extra breakfast the next day and handed it to Park Sun Young. The other party did not reject Kang Gouwoo's kindness. After finishing the meal with a smile, he also acted coquettishly and asked Kang Gowoo to be completely responsible in the future. As a result, this habit of bringing breakfast was gradually developed by Kang Gowoo.

Looking at Park Sun Young, who tore the bread into small pieces and put it into his mouth to chew it, and occasionally took a sip of milk, the look of another person suddenly appeared in front of Kang Goo-woo's eyes.

He also sipped the milk in small sips, teared the bread into small pieces and put it in his mouth to chew it, and looked happy. Jiang Wuyou couldn't help but blurt out the name, "Hyung-kyung..."

"Huh? Who?" Park Sun Young looked up in confusion and looked around, "There are only two of us..."

Jiang Wuyou woke up in shock and smiled bitterly and didn't say anything. 'Hyung Kyoto has returned to the United States, why do you think of her again..."

"That, Gouwoo oppa." Park Sun Young swallowed his last mouthful of milk, picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth and asked, "I think you have become so strange recently..."

"Why, have I changed?" As if he was reminded of some unpleasant memories, Jiang Wuyou suddenly lost his appetite. Looking at the breakfast left in front of him, Jiang Wuyou frowned and still stuffed it into his mouth bit by bit.

"Well, what do you mean?" Park Sun Young put a finger on his lips and recalled distressedly, "First of all, you have always called a name for no reason recently, but we don't have people called "Hyung Kyung" here; secondly, you've been a little absent-minded recently. I've learned all the dances on Monday. It's incredible that you didn't pass the teacher's assessment yesterday. And..."

Listening to Park Sun Young talking about his abnormality during this period, Kang Goo-woo touched his nose without answering. Indeed, he recently learned that Hyun-kyung had resolutely given up her identity as a trainee, and when he returned to the United States, it was difficult for him to explain his mood when he heard the news. He didn't want to pay attention but couldn't let it go, wanted to be disdainful but full of regret. The entangled mood made him not know how to describe it, and this complex mood naturally affected his practice.

"Gooyoung oppa, to be honest, am I very much like the person named 'Hyung Kyung'?" Park Sun Young's sudden serious tone surprised Kang Goyoung. Looking at Park Sun Young's cute smile on weekdays, he looked serious at this moment. This contrast should have been laughable, but for Kang Goyoung, he couldn't laugh at all.

Looking at Park Sun Young's face that looked like her, Kang Goo-woo was infatuated for a moment...
Chapter completed!