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Chapter 105 This time, I won’t retreat again

Chapter 105 This time, I won’t retreat again (Please subscribe!)

The next morning, strands of sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains and fell onto the bedroom floor, forming a ring of light and shadow on the edge of the bed.

The alarm clock rang and Chen Yan, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes.

I reached out to take my phone and turned off the alarm, then saw two message push notifications on the screen, one from Kim Taeyeon and one from Choi Sulli.

Click on Kim Taeyeon’s message.

Favorite Noona: Good morning, Xiaoyan.

My favorite noona: Let’s leave the suitcase at your house first. I’ve already returned to the dormitory to prepare for my afternoon schedule. I’ll come to your house to get it when I’m free.

Chen Yan replied with an "OK" emoticon.

Then he opened Choi Sulli’s chat box.

This girl sent a good morning greeting as usual, and a few minutes ago said that she was putting on makeup and getting ready to start today's shooting.

Looking at the messages from the two, Chen Yan couldn't help but sigh again at the busy work of artists, then he got up from the bed and walked towards the bathroom.

He is also a worker who has to go to work.

On the other side of Cheongdam-dong, in Girls' Generation's dormitory.

Kim Taeyeon came back early in the morning and sat on the sofa, with an unconcealable look of fatigue on her face.

Looking at the message Chen Yan replied on her phone, she pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and then sent back a cute emoticon of a nodding puppy.

I can’t let Xiaoyan notice that something is wrong with my mood, so I have to chat with her as usual.

After replying the message, she threw her phone aside and patted her forehead in distress.

Ah Xi, I was so busy thinking about the truth last night that I forgot to bring my suitcase with me when I left Xiaoyan's house.

When she saw the message in the morning, she wanted to secretly go to Chen Yan's house to get it back. After all, she knew the password.

But she was afraid that if she went in, she would accidentally wake up Chen Yan, so after thinking about it, she decided to give up.

Well, actually, she kind of wants to avoid Chen Yan now.

Including running back to the empty dormitory early in the morning while Chen Yan was still there for work, it was for this reason.

Kim Taeyeon was afraid that after meeting Chen Yan, he would notice that something was wrong with her.

She thought about it all night last night, but still couldn't come up with any suitable solution to Choi Sulli's problem.

Well, let’s leave it at that for now. I won’t see Xiaoyan for now. It just so happens that I’m really busy at this time, so I have a reason not to go back there.

Thinking of a solution during this period is equivalent to giving yourself a buffer period.

With her head resting on the sofa, Kim Taeyeon tilted her head to look at the bright sunshine outside.

After a moment, he suddenly laughed at himself.

In fact, to some extent, I was subconsciously retreating and escaping like in my previous life.

Personality and habits are really hard to change.

However, this time is different.

This time, I won't retreat again.

"Good morning, Xiaoyan."

Park Ji-hoon, who was sitting at his workstation, and Chen Yan, who walked into the office, greeted each other with a smile.

He looked at Chen Yan's expression and nodded secretly.

Young people recover quickly. Yesterday, he looked listless, like a scumbag who was about to be caught cheating, but after one night he was fully recovered.

"Good morning, Brother Zhixun." Chen Yan also replied with a smile.

Park Ji-hoon smiled and said, "Looks like you had a good rest last night."

Chen Yan was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but recall that last night, Kim Taeyeon's sister caught him massaging Choi Sulli's feet.

I was a bit nervous at the time, but luckily, it was all a misunderstanding, and the scene in the dream didn't happen. It seems that dream might not be the kind that predicts the future.

This also solved a worry for him, so he slept very soundly last night without any dreams, and slept until dawn.

"Yes, I did sleep well last night."

Chen Yan sat down at his workstation. Park Ji-hoon smiled and patted his shoulder, and suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, didn't you say before that you were composing songs for IU's next album? How's the progress now?"

"It's already done. I'll go record it for her in a couple of days. The song will probably be released early next month."

"Of course, Xiaoyan, I knew you could do it."

Chen Yan waved his hand and smiled modestly.

This is just the beginning, the song hasn’t been released yet, I wonder what kind of performance it will have.

"Okay, don't be so modest. I didn't have the resume you have when I was your age."

Patting Chen Yan's shoulder again, Park Zhixun's eyes flickered. After looking around, he moved closer to Chen Yan and whispered:

"Xiaoyan, do you have any thoughts about the future?"

This is my career plan after asking Chen Yan.

Although the drama "To the Beautiful You" is still some time away from its final broadcast, the post-production work is now on track, so it doesn't hinder planning for the future.

Chen Yan was stunned for a moment. He naturally understood what the old man was asking.

He looked at Park Ji-hoon. After all, this guy had entered the industry a few years earlier than him and might be able to give him some advice.

"Well, I'm planning on going to SM or JYP. Ji-hoon, do you have any suggestions?"

Upon hearing this, Park Ji-hoon showed no sign of surprise. Instead, he pondered for a moment before speaking:

"Between SM and JYP, I personally recommend JYP. SM has a stronger foundation than JYP, but it also has more restrictions. JYP, on the other hand, is relatively more free."

Chen Yan nodded. He had heard this reason from his teachers Kim Sung-hoon and Kim Taeyeon.

Park Ji-hoon continued, "More importantly, SM already has quite a few famous producers like Yoo Young-jin and Kenzie, but JYP, aside from its president, Park Jin-young, has very few well-known producers. With your talent, your background and experience as a Yonsei University graduate and composing for IU, going to JYP might earn you the attention of President Park Jin-young, which would be beneficial to your development."

Chen Yan's eyes flashed when he heard this. He nodded secretly and thanked Park Zhixun: "Thank you for your advice, Brother Zhixun. I will consider it carefully."

Park Ji-hoon smiled and nodded without saying anything more.

For him, this is also an investment in his network.

In the music industry, young people who are both talented and grateful are worth investing in, and Chen Yan is one of them.

After discussing this topic, the two did not talk any more and started to focus on their work.

The day passed quietly at his fingertips. A little after five in the afternoon, Chen Yan finished the last bit of work, turned off the computer, and got up to leave work.

Park Ji-hoon left at five o'clock because he had an appointment.

After packing up his things, Chen Yan walked out of the office, pressed the elevator button, and stood there waiting quietly.

A minute later, the elevator arrived and there were already quite a few people standing inside.

As Chen Yan walked in, he subconsciously glanced at the people in the elevator.

The next second, his eyes suddenly met a pair of familiar beautiful eyes in the corner. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled at the other person.

The other person also raised his eyebrows appropriately, but there were many people in the elevator, so the two did not speak.

"Ding"

When the elevator reached the first floor, Chen Yan consciously made way to let others go out first.

After everyone had gone out, he walked out side by side with the person in the corner.

As he walked slowly forward, he took the initiative to ask, "Did Yunerxi just finish recording the show?"

(End of this chapter)

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