Please Answer 2020

"Brother, what are you doing?"

BamBam walked away with Wang Jiaer's arm on his shoulders, and after breaking free all of a sudden, he said impatiently.

He was dragged away by Wang Jiaer just as he was about to speak, which made him quite irritable.

"Hurry up and finish your meal, there is still a schedule for a while."

Wang Jiaer shook his head and said.

"Then you don't even have time to say a few words?"

BamBam said angrily.

He was about to talk to Mingjing Nando, but Wang Jiaer didn't give him a chance at all, so he held him up and left.

"Do things appropriately, don't go too far."

Wang Jiaer didn't chime in with him, but directly confronted him.

He naturally knew that BamBam had thoughts about Mingjing Nan, but that was all in the past, and now people don't want to have anything to do with him, so don't be unclear.

There was a scandal before, and now you want to drag them to suffer together?
If the captain does not work, he himself disagrees first.

"Did I go too far? Brother, where are you going?"

BamBam pointed at himself, with a look of disbelief, and became even more angry, he couldn't bear others to say that about him.

Wang Jiaer looked at him, his face turned cold.

"gone."

BamBam was very unconvinced, but seeing Wang Jiaer making such a gesture, he finally gritted his teeth and held back his breath without saying anything.

The two walked away together.

Wang Jiaer didn't want the scene to be too embarrassing. First, Cheng Qian'an was a composer who helped him a lot. Second, BamBam did something wrong. The most important thing was that he also considered for the team. thing.

In the company canteen.

"What are you going to do this afternoon?"

Cheng Qian'an asked her.

"Go to rehabilitation, then go back to the dormitory to rest."

Minami thought for a while, said honestly, and then asked him back.

"What about you?"

"I, continue to work, I've been very busy recently."

The soundtrack work and regular songwriting take up a lot of his time, which is full, and there is no time for fishing.

"Are you going to the gym tonight?"

"Go, of course."

Cheng Qian'an replied as a matter of course.

The two have seen each other almost every day since the start of the Japanese tour, just like a young couple.

Eating, watching movies, exercising together, taking pictures together, they both did some things that couples should do on a date.

Mingjing Nan didn't talk much, and mostly listened to him, interjecting a few words from time to time, and the atmosphere was relaxed and joyful.

"Let's go."

After Cheng Qian'an finished his meal, he looked at Mingjing Nan and said.

The two cleared the plates together and left the cafeteria.

"Where are you going?"

Cheng Qian'an asked Ming Jingnan that he still had to go back to the composition room, lie down there for a nap, and then had to go back to work.

Mingjing Nan is all right now, very free, and suddenly had a whim, and said aloud: "I will go with you, too?"

"Ok?"

Cheng Qian'an turned his head suspiciously.

"I'm fine now, I'm bored."

Minami raised her head to look at him, pursed her lips slightly, and stared at him with big watery eyes.

"Okay, let's go."

Cheng Qian'an thought for a while, and readily agreed.

Mingjing Nan followed Cheng Qian'an and followed him to the composition room.

"After eating and digesting food, rest for a while."

The space in the composition room is not that spacious, and under normal circumstances, if Cheng Qian'an is tired, he will lie down on the pillow he bought and take a nap for a while.

"Do you usually rest like this at noon?"

Minami asked curiously.

"Of course, isn't that the case for migrant workers?"

Cheng Qian'an laughed.

Minami smiled and nodded involuntarily.

Their conditions are more difficult. In the car, in the noisy waiting room, when they are sitting on a chair and preparing for makeup, they dare not move, only their eyelids are constantly fighting.

"Can you tell me what songs you've been working on recently?"

Nai Minami wants to know more.

"Of course."

Cheng Qian'an trusted Ming Jingnan, let it go as soon as he said it, sat at the computer desk, and started to operate the software.

"I write in many styles, there are all kinds, and there will definitely be something you like."

The equipment in the composition room is top-notch, otherwise it would not only be released to the best composers for free, and there is usually a charge.

Mingjing Nan suddenly felt familiar after hearing a piece of piano melody, so he pricked up his ears and listened carefully, trying to find the exact source of memory.

What, where have you heard it?

Mingjing Nan was fascinated by listening, and his expression became serious and he began to meditate involuntarily.

Cheng Qian'an turned his head and saw Mingjing Nan's serious thinking, he opened his mouth and asked with a smile: "Why, do you have any inspiration?"

Mingjing Nan's thinking was interrupted by his voice, he came back to his senses, and asked with some doubts: "Why do I feel like I have heard it somewhere?"

"Really?"

Cheng Qian'an raised his eyebrows and asked.

"real."

Seeing Mingjing Nan nodding his head deeply, Cheng Qian'an manipulated it and released it again.

Mingjing Nan listened, and the more he listened, the more he felt familiar, and suddenly an idea came to his mind, and he remembered it.

"I remembered! A very popular melody on Tik Tok recently."

Najing Nan raised his head immediately, reacted as quickly as a pupil who was pointed to answer by the teacher, and then spoke.

"Recently, Tik Tok has this background music every day, and many people are asking what song it is."

Cheng Qian'an understood immediately, and shook his head with a smile. He knew this a long time ago, because he wrote it himself, and he knew it not long ago.

On the contrary, Mingjing Nan had a puzzled look on his face.

"Why is this reaction?"

"I already knew that, mina, because that's what I did."

Cheng Gan'an spread his hands with confidence.

"Really?"

Mingjing Nan suddenly felt very surprised and asked.

"Of course."

Cheng Qian'an nodded with a smile. He didn't feel much about it. It's just a fire. The melody on Tik Tok changed in three days. It's no big deal.

"Then did you write a song?"

Minami was curious.

"not yet."

Cheng Qian'an replied.

"Why not write?"

Ming Jingnan had exactly the same reaction as Lin Nayeon, both thought this was a good opportunity.

"Because there is no need."

Cheng Qian'an used Douyin a lot in China. If the background music was a song at the beginning, it would naturally become popular with the song and make a lot of money.

But the situation is slightly different now. Although a short piece of piano melody is an occasional inspiration, if it is expanded into a song, [-]% of the results will be that no one cares about it.

Although there are vibrato effects in foreign countries, they are still in a period of rapid development just after going overseas, and they are not as mature as domestic ones.

Because people only like what they hear first.

"You are so talented, and you are not short of time. You can write it and give it a try."

Minami persuaded.

It's not the first time someone said it, and now even Najing Nan said it, which means there is some truth to it.

Cheng Qian'an thought for a moment, nodded, and spoke very happily. "Since you have said that even Mina, then I will do it."

He felt like a chicken rib, tasteless to eat, and a pity to discard, but since many people around him had said it, he was not a master who would not listen to persuasion, so he readily agreed.