Please Answer 2020

Chapter 101
The jyp company also has a basketball gymnasium, which is at the back door of the company.

It was just a matter of whim, and I didn't prepare any sneakers and shorts. Fortunately, there were quite a few prepared in advance in the basketball hall.

"PD is really approachable, and he often asks to play basketball together."

Jin Shanpu nodded, "It's relatively frequent."

"How's the level?"

Cheng Qian'an continued to ask.

Jin Shanpu pondered for a moment, "You'll know after a while, the fight isn't bad."

The main reason is that he doesn't play very well by himself, he just plays along with the leader.

Cheng Qian'an changed his clothes, put on his shoes, and tapped his toes.

There were already a few people playing on the court in the basketball hall, Cheng Qian'an was not familiar with it, but Jin Shanpu was familiar, and they were all acquaintances who played with him.

"Most of them are musicians in the company, take this opportunity to get to know each other better."

Jin Shanpu reminded him in a low voice, and then stepped forward to say hello.

Several people were moving around on the basketball court. When they saw Jin Shanpu coming, they greeted each other with smiles and noticed Cheng Qian'an on the side.

"This is a colleague who just joined the job two days ago and is also a composer."

Jin Shanpu took the initiative to introduce him.

"Cheng Qian'an, graduated from Yonsei University."

"Yonsei University? Coincidentally, I am also from Yonsei University."

One of the boys who looked like a scholar with glasses said in surprise.

These words caught the attention of the people present, listening to the conversation between the two of them.

In South Korea, the relationship between alumni can quickly shorten the distance between the two, and the relationship between them is far stronger than that in China.

South Korea is small and densely populated, and the probability of seeing each other after graduating from the same university is very high. This is not like in China, where people in the same dormitory may not see each other for a lifetime after graduation.

The frequency of contact is high, so the relationship between alumni is particularly prominent in social life.

"Really, I'm from the Composition Department of the Conservatory of Music. To be precise, I haven't graduated yet. I'm a senior."

Cheng Qian'an was also a little surprised, but it was a good thing to meet an alumni, so he continued.

"That's a little bit worse. I study orchestral music." The boy wearing glasses smiled, and then introduced himself, "I'm Oh In-hyuk."

"That's really fate, senior."

Cheng Qian'an said with a smile.

"Yes." Wu Renhe nodded and smiled, obviously interested in Cheng Qian'an, a new composer.

Serious interests, not other interests.

After chatting for a while, Park Zhenying arrived at the venue.

"Sorry, I'm late!" Park Zhenying said with a smile, and then went to the locker room to change.

"It's okay, we just changed our clothes." Wu Renhyuk adjusted his glasses and said with a smile.

It was simply divided into two sides, Cheng Qian'an and Park Zhenying Jin Shanpu plus two other people, and Wu Renhe took the lead and added four other people on the opposite side.

Cheng Qian'an played the center, but the points were not so clear. According to his height, the position was roughly divided. No one played the center. As a rookie, Cheng Qian'an naturally stepped up.

He is almost 1.9 meters tall when he wears basketball shoes, which can be regarded as overlooking everyone, and no one is taller than him.

"Yao Ming, Yao Ming."

Wu Renhyuk joked with a smile, he kept dribbling the ball in his hands, his feet were staggered, and he wanted to break into the inside lane for a layup.

Cheng Qian'an stepped forward to block and stretched out his hand, which caused great pressure on him, and he chose to pass the ball to others.

Cheng Gan'an had quick eyes and quick hands, and he made a steal. He didn't miss the ball at all, and passed the ball to Park Zhenying in the frontcourt with a flick of his wrist.

Wu Renhe regretted underestimating Cheng Qian'an, and watched the ball fly away dryly.

Park Zhenying received the ball, there was no defense, he made a clean layup and scored.

"Good news!"

Park Zhenying clapped her hands and applauded loudly.

How can it be called playing well with the leader.

You can't play too badly, it will make the leader feel boring.

It’s not impossible to fight well, but you have to hide it, pretending to be extremely regrettable but powerless and finally lost, so that the leader has a sense of accomplishment.

It doesn't count how many quarters are played normally, anyway, Park Zhenying will keep playing if he doesn't call to stop.

Cheng Qian'an is young and energetic, and the more he plays, the more he feels. He grabs rebounds and blocks shots, which has the charm of a three-point hook from an old man on the court.

Swish!
"Pretty!"

Park Zhenying made a clean three-pointer with a big smile on his face, and finally announced that this is the end of the day.

"Thank you! Qian'an performed very well today."

Park Zhenying deliberately gave Cheng Qian'an a high five.

"It's still the pd's offensive that is effective and made a great contribution."

Cheng Qian'an pretended to be panting quietly, looking exhausted, praised, and put all the credit on Park Zhenying.

After playing for nearly an hour, 70.00% of Cheng Qian'an's possession of the ball was in the hands of Park Zhenying, and even if he was unlucky, he would wear it out.

"Continue tomorrow."

Park Zhenying offered him a bottle of water, smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

The same is true of social life.

Packed up, packed up, finished get off work and prepared to go home.

It was not too late at this time, and it was barely past 08:30, and the night had just officially begun.

Cheng Qian'an went out from the gymnasium and walked through the back door of the company.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he met a woman who was fully equipped and covered up at night, looking down at the road and walking past him.

Cheng Qian'an made way sideways, and he always felt that the back was somewhat familiar, but it was so tightly covered that he couldn't be sure who it was for a while.

A gust of fragrant wind hit his nostrils, which immediately reminded him of it, and he shouted.

"mina?"

The back in front of him trembled, he shrank his neck, paused his steps, and turned around cautiously.

The eyes were a little flustered, but after seeing him, the body relaxed, and then the eyebrows were raised slightly, and the eyes became curious.

"What about Anxi?"

(End of this chapter)