Please Answer 2020

Chapter 68

The next day.

Cheng Qian'an tidied up his clothes, saw that there was no problem with his appearance, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Please come in!"

A voice full of breath.

"It's Gan An, how are you doing recently?"

Seeing that it was Cheng Qian'an, Yin Wenxun stopped what he was doing and asked with a smile.

There are two sofas, a potted plant in the corner, and an ink painting on the wall behind the desk. What is more distinctive is that there is a piano on one side.

"Thanks to you, the mentor, the work went smoothly and I gained a lot."

Cheng Qian'an spoke respectfully.

It is the luckiest thing for him to meet a serious and responsible teacher here.

"You don't need to be so restrained." Yin Wenxun smiled when he saw his restrained appearance, poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.

Cheng Qian'an smiled, took a sip of the tea and lowered his head.

"The work of the TV station is about to end." Yin Wenxun asked aloud.

"Yes, I am now considering whether to work in an entertainment company."

"Entertainment?"

Yin Wenxun was quite surprised. Although he could have imagined that Cheng Gan Anzhi would not be here, he did not expect to go to the entertainment company.

"Yes, recently I was looking at the recruitment materials of some companies. JYP company has a plan to professionally train composers, so I am considering whether to go to JYP."

Cheng Qian'an explained in detail.

After hearing his reason, Yin Wenxun adjusted his glasses and nodded in understanding.

"Since you've already thought about it, it's a good place to go. You can learn a lot from Park Zhenying."

Yin Wenxun was not surprised when he heard that it was JYP, and he could also think of his reason for coming.

"Since that's the case, I'll contact you for you. After the work of the TV station is over, JYP will contact you."

Cheng Qian'an was startled, and bowed gratefully to Yin Wenxun.

To be honest, although he had this idea, he was somewhat embarrassed.

He originally thought that he would submit his resume, and with his excellent internship experience and university reputation, he would most likely be admitted.

But since Yin Wenxun saved this step for him, it couldn't be better.

Yin Wenxun smiled gratifiedly, and didn't stop him from bowing, as it should be.

"Since you have already considered the future, you should perform well and try to make a few excellent songs."

Yin Wenxun looked at Cheng Qian'an, who was a head taller than him, and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.

The two chatted for a while, and finally Cheng Qian'an took the initiative to leave the office.

Seeing him leave, Yin Wenxun picked up the fixed phone on the table, cleared his throat, and dialed.

"It's me, Yin Wenxun."

"That's right, you can take a look at the resume of the student I mentioned to you last time."

"Mid-July."

"In that case, please."

The two chatted a few more words while taking advantage of the topic, but the topic was not about Cheng Qian'an anymore.

To the two of them, this is just a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning, so there is no need to take it to heart.

Cheng Qian'an left the office and wandered around the teaching building, saying hello to familiar people, or stopping for a chat.

Without too many stops, I rushed back to the dormitory.

Pushing open the door, the dormitory was empty.

Jin Daren has been very busy recently, he is busy finishing his credits ahead of schedule, so that he can focus on his new career.

Fortunately, some preparatory work in the early stage is almost busy, and it will take another month to officially register the company, so Jin Daren has made up his mind to complete this year's credits ahead of schedule.

Otherwise, he will consider taking a break from school to start a business.

Just as Cheng Qian'an lay down on the bed, there was a knock on the door.

I got up and opened the door, only to see two boys wearing work badges, looking around and looking inside.

"Is it Senior Cheng Qian'an?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Cheng Qian'an glanced at the three big characters of Student Union on the work card, and was a little puzzled.

He remembered that he had nothing to do that the school's student union would come to him.

"We are the new media department of the school's student union, and we came here to find seniors to shoot a promotional video."

Cheng Qian'an was a little puzzled, "Promotional video?" Feeling a little inexplicable.

Seeing him hesitant, a boy wearing black-rimmed glasses hurriedly explained: "The senior may be a foreigner. I don't know. The school shoots a promotional video every year. It will find some students with excellent grades and outstanding performance to shoot the promotional video."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and then added.

"It won't take up too much of your time, you just need to make a scene."

The two of them came to look for it once yesterday, but they couldn't find anyone. This time it was obvious that they were real people, so naturally they refused to let it go.

"Is that so, then why did you come to me." Cheng Qian'an nodded and asked suddenly.

Uh.
The expressions of the two of them were a little embarrassed, and they didn't know whether he was asking the question knowingly or just joking.

He saw the eyes of the two of them fixed on his face, and they didn't speak for a long time.

Touching his chin, Cheng Qian'an knew that he had neglected his handsome face again.

"No problem, what time is it? Let me tell you first, I don't have time on weekdays, it's best to be on weekends."

Cheng Qian'an brought up the topic, and readily agreed to make a promotional video for his alma mater.

The two were overjoyed and nodded.

"Saturday or Sunday is fine."

"Let's do it on Saturday." Cheng Qian'an set the time neatly.

"Then thank you senior for your help in advance."

After adding contact information to each other, the two politely said goodbye and left the dormitory.

It was a simple episode, just as the front foot left, the people in the dormitory next door called him to go out to play basketball together.

Considering that the body fat rate has not listened to persuasion recently, Cheng Qian'an happily went.

(End of this chapter)