Please Answer 2020

Chapter 290 Miscellaneous Talk
I drove all the way to the SBS TV station building, and there were crowds of fans downstairs, with cameras in their hands, and I didn't know what it was like a press conference.

"What idol has returned recently."

Cheng Qian'an took a look, did not stop, and drove straight into the underground garage.

It is indeed more convenient to have a car.

The production team has already clarified some specific matters with him in advance, so there is no need to bother to ask questions.

After entering the building, took the elevator, and came to the designated meeting room without any ink marks. Inside were the soundtrack team, director and screenwriter who will cooperate with him during this TV series.

Cheng Qian'an knocked on the door to signal, and then walked in.

"Hello."

Cheng Qian'an said hello to the director and screenwriter one by one, found the marked seat and sat down.

He arrived 15 minutes early, and several people came in after him.

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started."

The director and screenwriter need to communicate carefully with the soundtrack team to ensure that they understand the ideas of both parties and make the soundtrack more smoothly.

"Let me introduce to everyone, this is Cheng Qian'an, who is working as a composer."

The director began to introduce one by one.

"This is."

"Everyone has read the script, and everyone should have a preliminary idea of ​​the rhythm and atmosphere in their minds."

A day passed in between, and I went to have a meal with my companions halfway, thinking that I could meet a beautiful girl and watch the excitement, but in the end I saw a group of male idols, which made me feel bored.

The few people who took a break at noon chatted about nothing.

"Which university did you graduate from?"

"Yonsei University."

The man looked surprised.

"Top student."

"How many years old?"

"Ninety-seven years."

Cheng Qian'an replied.

"So I just graduated, I graduated in [-]."

The expression of the person communicating with him in front of him suddenly relaxed, and the honorific words in his mouth were replaced with plain language, and he lost his politeness, bossing around, as if his status had overwhelmed him.

"hehe yes."

Cheng Qian'an had a false smile on his face.

I should respect you when you are old, why have you pretended to be a big-tailed wolf first?

What a distorted system of seniors and seniors.

"Then come here first today, everyone cooperate well and communicate with me in time."

Every team needs a leader, and the soundtrack team is the music editor and composer, as the case may be.

Cheng Qian'an only needs to do his job well, comprehend the meaning of the director and screenwriter, and compose the music well.

The scale this time is obviously larger than last time, and the soundtrack team alone has half more people than before.

The buttocks were sticking to the chair all day, no matter what it was, it was annoying. After leaving the meeting room, several people said hello and added their contact information before parting.

Cheng Gan'an got on the elevator, and it stopped halfway through the run. Five or six people came up from the sky, and they seemed to be together.

The girl who walked in like stars holding the moon smiled politely at him.

This is IU?

He glanced at the girl surrounded in the middle, and realized who the girl in front of him was.

So it's a serious matter to surround so many fans this morning.

But when Cheng Qian'an looked at the crowd of fans at the gate of the TV station, he overturned his idea in an instant.

IU, who stepped out of the elevator, was not surprised to see fans gathered in front of the SBS TV station. She left the TV station under the protection of bodyguards and left in a nanny car.

No, wait until the big night?
A few boys, who seemed to be idols, stood outside and interacted with fans, bursting into cheers and screams from time to time.

What boy band is this again?

After a few glances but not recognizing him, Cheng Qian'an drove the car straight away from the TV station, instead of going home, he drove slowly towards the gym.

Fitness has to be a habit, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days is no good.

Practice for a few hours every day after get off work.

"Sorry, that, it's a bit wrong for you to practice your posture like this."

Cheng Qian'an was engrossed in training when he suddenly heard someone talking to him.

"Is that so, I saw it practiced like this in the video."

Stopping, Cheng Qian'an looked at the person coming.

Hot body, protruding front and back, and tight pants with a clear body line, it is definitely the first goal pursued by men in the gym.

"Let me help you."

The girl looked at him with a smile, and sized him up a few times without a trace in her eyes.

"Row."

Cheng Qian'an responded readily.

"Look, the arms are spread out flat like this, and the palms are clasped inward."

The hot girl stood behind him, rubbing against him intentionally or unintentionally, Cheng Qian'an clearly felt it, but Quan Dang didn't know, with a serious expression on her face.

Taking advantage of nothing is not a disadvantage.

This is to see the color of him.

The atmosphere between young men and women in the gym is full of hormones and chaos. This is the natural attraction of the opposite sex and a high place to vent their desires.

"This way, this way again."

The girl's little hands moved lightly and softly, teasing him from time to time, trying to arouse his desire.

It's a pity that although Cheng Qian'an is not a good person, at least he can keep himself clean.

Wild flowers on the side of the road should not be picked indiscriminately, if you step on them, you will be poisoned.

This little trick still can't confuse Cheng Qian'an.

"Thank you for your help, I feel that the force is indeed smoother than before."

Cheng Qian'an stopped, stood up, and said with a smile.

"It's too polite. Everyone helps each other in fitness. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

The girl smiled lightly and patted him on purpose, her eyes showing him a signal.

"Okay, then you can help other comrades, I'll go first."

Cheng Qian'an didn't take the bait, he said this to her with a smile and walked away.

If he was single, he could still play around and flirt, but it's a pity that he has a partner, and he still has some integrity.

"what?"

The smile on the girl's face suddenly froze, and she became embarrassed. Looking at his back, the smile disappeared immediately, with a worried look on her face.

Simply take a shower, change clothes and come out, and meet that girl again.

"Goodbye."

Cheng Qian'an said to her with a smile as if nothing had happened.

But the girl lost all good looks, and walked away after glancing at him.

Cheng Qian'an shrugged and walked with ease.

When I got home, I was alone again, which was boring, really boring.

"Someone hooked me up, I held back, and firmly refused."

It's really not easy to talk about a celebrity girlfriend.

No matter how discouraged and uncomfortable Cheng Qian'an was, he had to bear it, and he was responsible for the girlfriend he found.

I glanced at my phone, and I haven't responded to the message I sent in the morning. What's going on, it hasn't been that long since the concert, and I haven't been able to touch my phone for a day.

The more I thought about it, the more irritable I was, I just didn't want to think about it, I slumped on the sofa like a salted fish, and turned on the TV in a daze.

"Hey."

Cheng Qian'an was quite irritable, thinking that he would not see his girlfriend for a month, he would have to suffocate to death.

"sleep."

Shaking his head, he didn't want to think too much, and lay on the bed and slowly swiped his phone to fall asleep.

After he fell asleep, the screen of the mobile phone lit up at this moment. Looking carefully, it was Lin Nayen who sent him a message.

"!!!"

"Who!"

"Ah, don't sleep, get up and tell who it is!"

"What are you doing when I'm not here!"

"Yeah, Cheng Qian'an!"

"You can't do bad things. (cries)"

In the early morning of the next day, Cheng Qian'an, who picked up his phone, found out that Lin Nayen had sent him a message, feeling helpless.

Even if it was 1 minute earlier, he could reply to the news in time.

(End of this chapter)