Please Answer 2020

Chapter 167
After having lunch together, several people parted ways. Quan Zhaoyan and Cheng Qian'an went to the production room, and the others returned to the practice room.

I had just discussed the general idea in the practice room, now it's just the two of them, and we started discussing more details.

Quan Zhaoyan has her own understanding, and she is also the most talented girl Cheng Qian'an has ever seen, obviously already has the level of an excellent producer.

Much better than other normal idols.

Now many people think that if you want to be an excellent, even representative group, creative ability is essential.

Cheng Qian'an held a conservative opinion on this, neither agreeing nor opposing it.

Although idol everything except singing and dancing is packaged by the team.

I didn't write the songs I sang, I didn't make up the dances I danced, I didn't make the clothes by myself, I didn't draw the makeup by myself, and it can even be said that I am just a tool man.

This may be one of the reasons why idols have a low status in Korea and the company doesn't care about its portfolio.

If I run out of vegetables, I can buy and grow them again. How can I cook vegetables if I run out of pots?

The role of an idol is to provide audiences and fans with excellent performances and performances. It is the object of fantasies, and the product attributes are clear.

You only need to do your own job well, if you do other things, then what are they doing?
Of course, the group's own excellent creative ability is also a very prominent advantage.

The whole afternoon was spent discussing the detailed production. If there is no accident, he will come here to arrange and produce with Jun So-yeon recently.

In the middle of the process, you may have to go through practical exercises and then continue to make revisions.

"Then come here today."

Jeon So-yeon looked at the time and said aloud.

Cheng Qian'an didn't lie. He spent the whole afternoon discussing the selection of musical instruments for the arrangement, beat and rhythm. As he said, there was no problem at all.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Cheng Qian'an stretched his waist and said with a smile.

The two went back to the practice room together. It was late at night, and there was a lot of people outside and the lights were bright.

Song Yuqi had already packed up and was ready to go shopping and eat with him.

Of course, as smart as she is, she must not be alone with Cheng Qian'an, otherwise there will be another scandal, which will cause a lot of trouble at that time.

"Let's go, Miyeon Oni."

She naturally called Zhao Meiyan to join her.

"You just moved to a new house, have you got everything in order?"

The three of them left the company and walked on the street wearing classic hats and masks, covered tightly in summer.

"Should it be ready?"

Cheng Qian'an thought about it and said uncertainly.

"That's right, go shopping and add something to your new home"

"Pots and pans, cups, and slippers, you don't just have one pair, do you?"

Song Yuqi said it clearly and logically, and turned to ask him.

Cheng Qian'an had an awkward yet polite smile on his face. He lived in a dormitory before, but now he just moved out of his new home, so he was naturally not very thoughtful.

"Okay! gogogo!"

Seeing his expression, Song Yuqi immediately knew everything, excitedly pulled Zhao Meiyan and walked to the nearest shopping center.

Cheng Qian'an only saw that the thing on his chest was getting higher and higher, and he could hardly hold it with his hands, so he could barely remind her.

"Is it almost enough, I won't be able to hold any more."

"I spend money, why worry about it?"

Song Yuqi glanced at him and said indifferently.

Zhao Meiyan saw him, took him some bits and pieces thoughtfully, and said beside him, "It's almost enough, Yuqi."

Hearing Zhao Meiyan persuade her, Song Yuqi stopped and took a look.

"Go, go to your house!"

Seongdong District is not far from Songpa District. It takes 10 minutes to reach the destination by taxi.

Several people got out of the car, took the big and small bags, and went upstairs.

Cheng Qian'an opened the door, and Song Yuqi who was beside him got in before him, and began to keep looking at it.

Although I have seen it in the video, but it really came, and I still feel relish.

Zhao Meiyan took care of her things carefully, and entered the room together with Cheng Qian'an.

"How about it, is the rented house okay?"

Cheng Qian'an put the things on the table and asked them both with a smile.

"Nice design."

Song Yuqi kept walking, shuttling back and forth beside him, looking through several rooms.

Zhao Meiyan didn't look at it in a hurry, like a virtuous wife, she first put the things away one by one, "Can this be put away?" She raised her head and asked him while packing up the things.

"of course."

Cheng Qian'an was relieved to see it, glanced at Song Yuqi who was working hard back and forth, and shook his head.

Miyeon won my heart!

"Ah, don't look at it, there will be opportunities in the future, come here and tidy up this pile of things first."

The house he rented was expensive, with central air-conditioning and fresh air throughout the house, and a decoration style that looked like a template for real estate promotion.

Now the Nordic cold style is popular, but he feels that life itself is depressing enough, and decorating it in such a cold color at home is even more uninspiring.

So the style of this house is simple and warm.

"Hey, what's the hurry, it's still early."

Song Yuqi muttered, reluctantly came over to pack things.

"What to eat?"

"Spicy?"

Cheng Qian'an dug out a bag of hot pot meatballs from the refrigerator, turned his head and asked.

A few people also bought some ingredients on the way, preparing to cook a meal at home.

"Row!"

Cheng Qian'an nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Apart from being able to cook instant noodles and hot pot, Cheng Qian'an can't do anything else, he's not 360, he knows everything.

"I'll make you an authentic Northeast Mala Tang."

Cheng Qian'an flipped through the ingredients, rolled up his sleeves, walked into the kitchen, and began to speak nonsense.

Now there are not many little girls who can cook.

Especially when he had seen Lin Nayeon's black history by chance before.

Cut the strawberries with the back of the knife.

Malatang has gradually become popular in Korea recently, not only limited to Malatang, but also Malatang and so on.

"I didn't know you could cook."

Song Yuqi poked his head in surprise, and then began to yin and yang with him.

"It's really an honor. Brother Young Master actually cooks in person. It's an honor."

"That must be. There is a very authentic stir-fry restaurant in the new village. I will take you to try it then."

Cheng Qiananquan pretended not to hear it, and told him vividly.

"I have to take Meiyan there, super delicious Chinese food."

Cheng Qian'an looked at Zhao Meiyan with a smile, the more he looked at Zhao Meiyan, the more he felt good, gentle and understanding.

"Really?"

Zhao Meiyan smiled, looking bright.

"Really, I learned Malatang from them."

Cheng Qian'an began to talk and talk incoherently, and poured a pack of milk into the pot casually.

"Ah, how do you pour milk when making Malatang!"

Seeing him like this, Song Yuqi opened her mouth to ask him in shock.

"I don't understand, the exclusive secret recipe."

(End of this chapter)