Please Answer 2020

Chapter 319 The mood is up to you

NO.20?
Mingjing Nan checked the time and found that it was only a few days away, and it will arrive in a few days.

Although it was only in words, she felt uncomfortable thinking about it in her heart.

Biting his lips lightly, Nan Jing felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

This kind of sincere treatment did not echo, and a sense of frustration arose in my heart.

"mina?"

Seeing that she didn't respond, Cheng Qian'an called her again.

"Inside."

Mingjing Nan subconsciously responded, looking at the neatly cut vegetables and fruits on the chopping board, he immediately let down his breath, walked back to the sofa and sat down weakly.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Cheng Qian'an asked intimately as if he had never heard of it.

"No, I was doing something else just now, so I forgot to talk."

Mingjing Nan found an excuse casually, curled his legs up on the sofa, and answered rather weakly.

"What are you doing?"

Cheng Qianan asked curiously.

"Cook at home."

Minami cheered up a little.

"Okay, then I won't disturb you for now, you go about your business first, and we'll see you in the evening."

It was almost the end of the chat, Cheng Qian'an didn't say any more, and decisively chose to end the call.

Mingjing Nan tilted his head to look at the sky feebly, his eyes fixed on the ceiling in a daze.

"Ah, so annoying."

Covering his head on the pillow, he mumbled to himself in a muffled voice.

After venting in this way for a while, Mingjing Nan seemed to give up struggling, stood up again and walked to the kitchen, pouted as if resigned to fate, and started making lunch for the two of them at night.

It's just that the movements can't help being slightly emotional, and there are some words muttered in a low voice.

"Bad men only piss me off"

She was like an angry little daughter-in-law who was bullied and dared not speak.

Whatever she can do, she is willing.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Qian'an returned to his work and worked hard. The workload of the soundtrack was not small, and he had to squeeze out time to write his own song, and the day was a little tight.

The more Cheng Qian'an regretted it at this time, he would not have picked up if he knew it earlier!

After searching, I finally found the lyric song that was beaten back at the beginning, the one written by Zhou Ziyu.

This song has also poured his heart and soul into it, no matter what, it has to be released, at least it is finalized, and it is not a problem to just leave it in the ashes.

Although it doesn't matter how late it is to register the copyright early, but after all, it is a song he spent his energy writing, and it will be released as soon as possible.

Membership of the Korean Music Copyright Association is not limited to registration, but formal membership is required, and the requirements are very simple.

Top 25 in terms of annual royalty income.

Compared with ordinary members, there is a significant difference in the treatment of regular members, and the threshold alone can be plated with gold.

Basically, if you can become a full member, it means that your strength is not bad.

There are too many benefits, project introduction, preferential sharing, industry protection and so on.

It was another day of clocking off from get off work, and Cheng Qian'an came directly to the gym as usual.

Looking left and right, I can't find Ming Jingnan's figure. The two of them have a tacit understanding now. They meet in the gym every night and check in regularly.

Go on the treadmill and jog to warm up.

Mingjing Nan's footsteps seemed to have no sound, just like a ghost, walking to his side quietly.

She had no idea of ​​going on the treadmill, her ankle injury was still not healed, so going on the treadmill would be like dying.

Mingjing Nan held his fist, pretending to hit him hard and sneakily, finally put down his fist without making a sound, gave him a light look, and went to find a personal trainer.

Did Cheng Qian'an notice it? Of course, the sound was inaudible, but the reflection from the mirror was so obvious that he couldn't see clearly.

Mingjing Nan didn't say anything, so he pretended not to know.

After the warm-up was over, and after doing a set of different movements, Nai Minami came out of the room again.

There is nothing abnormal about the walking movements. Compared with the previous few days, the state is getting better day by day, and the recovery speed is very fast.

"It looks like it's getting better every day."

Cheng Qian'an said with a smile, except for walking, there is no problem at all.

"The coach said that you can try strenuous activities in a few days, keep increasing the amount gradually, and it will be almost fine by then."

Mingjing Nan said seriously, no matter how many emotions there are in private, as long as you stand in front of him, any messy emotions will disappear, as if you have been poisoned.

"Yeah, I haven't seen Minaji dancing since I came to the company."

Cheng Qian'an said with a smile.

"See you soon."

Mingjing Nan is nervous and cannot say no, but more emotion is self-confidence. She believes that she can be better, and she can do it as long as she wants to do it.

Another tacit cooperation between the two ended the day's exercise.

The two washed up, and it was Cheng Qian'an and other famous Jingnan.

"I tried to make a bento today, I don't know if you like it or not."

Mingjing Nan took out a bag from the locker, and it looked like a food box.

"Oh?!"

The two got into the car, Minami put the box on his lap, gently opened the box, picked up one layer and handed it to him.

"Because it's a fat-reducing meal, I read the recommendations on the Internet and bought a little of each one. You can try which ones are delicious."

The inside of the food box is neatly stacked, and it looks like it was made with care.

Mingjing Nan looked expectantly, and handed him a pair of chopsticks, and instead of eating first, stared at him first.

"It looks good."

Cheng Qian'an looked at the colorful vegetables and fruits, as well as high-quality boiled chicken breast, and high-quality carbohydrates, and picked up a piece at random and put it in his mouth.

The sauce mixed is quite tasty, and the taste is not as bland as imagined. I don't know how to make the seasoning, but the taste is surprisingly good.

The color and fragrance accounted for two out of three, which was already very good, completely exceeding his expectations.

"Big hair, totally big hair."

Good work needs to be praised vigorously, verbal praise is the most empty but also the most useful, Cheng Qian'an gave her thumbs up repeatedly, sitting in the main driver and eating with relish.

This is the greatest compliment to her.

"I learned the chef's recipe online, so I gave it a try."

Mingjing Nan was very happy, and couldn't help showing a brisk smile on his face. Looking at the way he ate one bite after another, he felt that the afternoon spent thinking about it was not in vain.

Full of sense of accomplishment.

Although she is a popular star, she is actually an ordinary little girl, a typical traditional neon girl, a girl who yearns for a future life after marriage.

Among them, the scene of cooking for her husband is one of the scenes she fantasizes most.

The face that has always been blurred in the fantasy picture in my mind seems to have a real appearance at this moment.

"Eat slowly, there are still a lot here."

It didn't seem to matter whether he was full or not, Mingjing Nan looked at Cheng Qian'an and gave him his share.

(End of this chapter)