Please Answer 2020

conference room.

"Come here first today, the meeting is over."

Park Zhenying sat at the main seat, and the PPT was placed on the last page. After a brief summary, the pre-meeting ended.

The comeback songs and production of the group under the company have to go through the discussion of the production committee.

Cheng Qian'an packed up his things and was about to get up and leave.

"Just stay here for a while."

Park Zhenying looked at it and stopped him.

No. 20 people in the conference room slowly stepped out, leaving only him and Park Zhenying.

"Why, what aspects of the meeting do not understand, what are the problems?"

Park Zhenying packed her things, raised her head and asked him a question.

"PDnim speaks very clearly, and there is nothing I don't understand."

Since the achievements were made, there are more and more opportunities to communicate with Park Zhenying. Unlike the always smiling and kind appearance in front of the camera, there are not many smiles when working in private.

Of course, as a high-ranking person, you don't have to wear too many smiles, which will give your subordinates a false impression.

"Yes, it seems that what I said is not bad."

Park Zhenying said casually.

"I've listened to the song. It's very good and full of ideas. As expected of a young man, he has a lot of ideas."

This is about the song that Cheng Qian'an just wrote, and it was passed on to the company's music library to see if there is a suitable singer recently.

Cheng Qian'an took care of it all by himself, and finished the melody and lyrics in a day. He did it casually, wrote whatever he thought of, and even recorded a demo for himself.

It's just that he didn't expect that Park Zhenying stayed with him just to talk about this matter, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"I just wrote it with random ideas, and then made it seriously."

"Don't be too modest."

Park Jin Young said with a smile.

"Have you studied singing before?"

"I learned a little bit when I was in school, but I'm not very skilled."

Cheng Qian'an replied.

Park Zhenying sat down again, "Then who do you think would be better for this song in the company?"

"This song can be sung by anyone. It would be best if it is sung by a suitable singer in the company."

Cheng Qian'an has no ideas at the moment, as long as he can find a suitable singer to sing the song he writes.

Park Zhenying nodded, paused for a moment, her expression was normal, but what she said made Cheng Qian'an jump.

"Have you ever thought about singing by yourself?"

"Ok?"

Cheng Qian'an froze for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't have this idea yet."

Park Zhenying was full of smiles, "Why?"

"Personally, I'm not used to being on stage."

Cheng Qian'an's words were more tactful, but he also conveyed his own meaning to him, and he only wanted to be a behind-the-scenes producer.

"Is that so?"

Park Zhenying nodded, seemingly not surprised by his answer, and then spoke.

"I listened to the demo and found that you sing very well, and other singers in the company are not as good as you."

This refers to the degree of fit with this song. Park Zhenying has rich experience and knows the singers under his label very well. He knows what is going on and who should be suitable for singing.

So, it means let me sing?

Cheng Qian'an naturally thought of this in his heart, and was quite surprised for a while.

Park Zhenying is habitually good as a teacher, and she is also imparting experience to him.

"Songs don't have to be given to popular singers, but to suitable singers. This way the effect will be better."

Cheng Gan'an nodded in agreement, he was right.

But, let me sing it myself?
Cheng Qian'an really didn't think about going to the front of the stage. There were too many constraints. Looking at Twice's private situation, he felt aggrieved enough. This is still in Korea, which is a little more open.

This is why he has been tempted by the idea proposed by Jin Daren but has not seriously considered the feasibility for a long time.

After all, you can't have both.

No process, Qian'an is not a one-sided person who admits death, Park Zhenying already has this attitude, if he still keeps his head and admits death, he will be too bad at being a human being.

"I'll go back and think about it."

"Alright."

Park Zhenying patted him on the shoulder and nodded.

It is not uncommon for music producers to release their own songs. It is a pity that there are many people who feel that the songs cannot be sold.

He thinks this song can be popular, just like when he first heard Sunmi's Gashina.

Cheng Qian'an is an excellent seedling, so he naturally wants to cultivate more and bring him up.

After bidding farewell to Park Zhenying, Cheng Qian'an left the meeting room in a daze, and ran into Wu Renhyuk within two steps.

"What? Look at your absent-minded look."

Seeing him, Wu Renhyuk asked with a smile.

"There's a little pressure to sing."

He said it was to think about it, but in fact it was to give himself some time to think. Cheng Qian'an didn't resist too much. It was just a song, and he was not a well-packaged debut singer.

Even if it is out, it can't even enter the list, um. It may be on the list because of the Tik Tok effect, but it doesn't hurt.

"What, are you going to sing?"

Wu Renhyuk pushed his glasses and asked with interest.

"Yes, I wrote a song, and the PD wanted me to sing it myself."

Cheng Qian'an nodded and said it.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal, I have released several songs."

Wu Renhyuk was very relaxed and didn't care at all, because it's not uncommon for some professional producers to sing their own songs, guest singers.

"What song, let me listen to it too, it even made the PD interested."

"Row."

Cheng Qian'an took Wu Renhe all the way back to his composition room.

Cheng Qian'an sat down on the chair, with a simple operation, he clicked on the software and played it.

The rhythm is light and the prelude catches the ear.

"Oh? I heard about this on Tik Tok. It's not popular recently. It's very popular. Did you buy the sample?"

Wu Renhyuk subconsciously thought it was the sampling he used, so he asked him that.

Cheng Qian'an shook his head, "No, this is what I wrote."

Wu Renhe was surprised immediately, "You wrote this?"

"I wrote it."

Cheng Qian'an nodded.

"Why don't you say anything?"

Wu Renhe was quite surprised.

"There's nothing to say about that."

Cheng Qian'an waved his hand, thinking that it was not a big deal and there was no need to say anything.

"You guy."

Wu Renhyuk laughed, shook his head helplessly, and then patiently listened to the song.

"Sings well."

Wu Renhyuk nodded along with the rhythm, listened to his voice, and commented.

"I have practiced more or less."

Cheng Qian'an said cheekily.

After listening to it as a whole, Wu Renhyuk sighed, "The song sounds very good, the rhythm is relaxed and pleasant, and there are some brainwashing points. If you publicize it, the results should not be bad."

Wu Renhyuk is also a professional producer, and he has a good grasp of the market, and his comments are very clear.

"You can sing, it's no big deal, and you don't need any singing skills, your level is enough."

Wu Renhyuk patted him on the shoulder.

"Row."

What Cheng Qian'an said was very straightforward, and it was the last straw that overwhelmed him.

"What's the name of the song?"

"Anything you want, let's call it Anysong."

Cheng Qian'an didn't care.

"You are really casual."

Wu Renhe shook his head with a chuckle.