Peninsula: It’s just a dream, are you serious?

Chapter 198 If you invite me for coffee, please schedule another time.

A few days later, in the early morning, Chen Yan walked into the JYP building.

I took the elevator to my work floor and had just sat down at my desk when my phone beeped with a message notification.

I took out my phone; it was a message from Kim Tae-yeon.

Favorite Noona: [picture.jpg]

My favorite Nuna: Today's breakfast \(^o^)/~
Chen Yan looked at the message and a smile appeared on his lips.

For some reason, he felt that his older sister had become a little clingier these past few days.

Whenever I have free time, I send myself messages to share my daily life.

They're almost the same size as peaches.

Choi Sulli would send him messages whenever she had free time.

She may seem clingy, but when she's busy, she immediately stops talking so as not to disturb her work, making her a model of the perfect girlfriend.

Who wouldn't like a girl like that?

Chen Yan naturally enjoys the couple's clingy behavior, as the desire to share is crucial for a relationship.

I chatted with Kim Tae-yeon for a while with a smile, and then Kim Tae-yeon had to go and get busy with her schedule.

After putting down his phone, Chen Yan got up and went to the tea room to get a glass of water.

Back at the computer screen, I started thinking about what I needed to do today.

He finished the demo of the song he wrote for 2PM's Japanese album and submitted it yesterday.

Just like I promised Sana Minatozaki and Momo, I found two girls to record the demo.

According to his previous plan, he also intended to write a Korean song to see if it could be selected for 2AM's second full-length Korean album next March.

But inspiration for songwriting doesn't just appear out of thin air. Chen Yan stared at the computer screen, gradually drifting off into thought.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang in my ears: "Chen Yan, the president is looking for you."

Chen Yan snapped out of his daze and saw Director Jin standing next to his workstation. He quickly stood up and replied, "Oh, okay, Director-nim."

Chief Kim smiled and nodded, then turned and walked back to his office.

After taking the elevator to the president's office on the top floor, Chen Yan walked to the office door and knocked lightly twice.

"Enter."

"senior."

"Chen Yanxi is here."

Park Jin-young saw him, smiled, and gestured for him to sit down opposite her: "Sit down first."

Chen Yan nodded respectfully and sat down in the chair.

"I called you here for no other reason than to hear from Manager Kim that you wrote a song for 2PM. I've already heard the song, and it's very good."

Chen Yan responded modestly, his eyes then noticing the USB drive beside him.

This is what Chief Kim asked me for when I mentioned this to him yesterday. I didn't expect him to give it to Park Jin-young today.

Park Jin-young noticed his gaze and explained with a smile, "This is something I specifically instructed Chief Kim to do beforehand: if you have any new projects, have him tell me as soon as possible."

The young man in front of her was recommended by her old acquaintance Kim Sung-hoon, and his song was bought by SM Entertainment as the title track as soon as he joined the company.

This was the first time Park Jin-young had encountered such a situation.

However, this already speaks volumes about Chen Yan's strength.

Later, he specifically instructed Chief Kim to observe this young man more closely.

For an entertainment company, outstanding composers and producers are of paramount importance to its development.

Because compared to idol groups, these kinds of talents are irreplaceable.

There are a considerable number of producers and composers in the Peninsula music scene, but only a small fraction of them have truly broken out of the industry and gained widespread fame.

For example, himself, Yoo Young-jin, Kenzie, Sinsadong Tiger, Teedy, and so on.

Looking at Chen Yan in front of him, Park Jin-young felt that if he was properly trained, this young man might become someone like him.

Because besides the skills he has already demonstrated, he has another very obvious advantage: his good looks are comparable to those of the visual center of a boy band. Thinking of this, Park Jin-young's mind raced with a flurry of ideas.

Chen Yan, sitting opposite, politely thanked him.

Gaining Park Jin-young's special attention would naturally be beneficial to him.

As long as I can consistently produce high-quality work, I can quickly improve my status at JYP.

"Your teacher and I are old acquaintances, so I'll call you Xiaoyan from now on, it'll make us feel closer."

Chen Yan readily agreed: "Yes, senior."

Park Jin-young looked at him and smiled gently: "Xiao Yan, your song 'So Bad' is very good. I will put this song on 2PM's second Japanese full album."

"Thank you for your recognition, senior. I will continue to work hard."

Park Jin-young smiled and waved his hand, then suddenly remembered something: "But who did you get to sing the demo of this song? Their Japanese sounds pretty standard."

He didn't care why a boy band song would be sung by a girl; such things are actually quite common.

“It’s Sana Minatozaki and Momo Hirai. They are trainees who joined the company in April this year. They are both Japanese. I happened to know them, so I asked them to help me record the demo.”

“Minatozaki Sana, Hirai Momo,” Park Jin-young murmured, repeating.

"Yes, those two are also good friends with Nayeon."

"Oh? Xiaoyan, do you know Nayeon?"

Hearing the familiar name, Park Jin-young's smile widened.

"Yes, I've run into you a few times in the company cafeteria before, and we've gradually become familiar with each other."

As Chen Yan replied, he secretly observed the expression on Park Jin-young's face.

I'd heard before that this guy treats the company's girl group and boy group differently, and now looking at that smile, it probably wasn't just hearsay.

"Yes, Nayeon is indeed an excellent child."

Park Jin-young had no problem with Chen Yan being acquainted with the company interns; in fact, he thought it was quite nice.

This can increase Chen Yan's sense of belonging to the company to some extent, making it more likely that he will stay with the company.

SM Entertainment's Taeyeon, Yoona, Sulli, Jessica, and Krystal: Oh?
The topic of trainees was only mentioned briefly; Park Jin-young then chatted with Chen Yan about music.

Finally, he was given a small bowl of chicken soup, encouraged to keep working hard and strive to create more and better works, and that was the end of the conversation.

Chen Yan left the office and returned to the composer's work floor, where he was called into Director Jin's office for a chat.

The whole process took almost an hour, and his stomach was filled with quite a few pancakes and chicken soup.

Back at his workstation, Chen Yan looked at the music production software on his computer and continued to brainstorm ideas for writing a song for 2am.

After thinking for a while, I was about to listen to their previous songs to find inspiration.

"Adu"

A message notification sounded from the phone next to me.

Chen Yan took the phone.

Krystal Jung: Are you free tomorrow night?

The man raised an eyebrow slightly.

How strange, this little iceberg actually took the initiative to ask me out, is there something he wants to talk to me about?
Speaking of which, the two haven't seen each other for a while. The last time they met was when he went to SM to discuss a song sales contract.

And for some reason, this girl has been subtly trying to talk to me about Kim Tae-yeon's older sister lately.

He wasn't so particular about friends; he tapped the screen and quickly replied with a message.

Chen Yan: What's the matter?
Krystal Jung: I'll treat you to coffee. You treated me to coffee in the practice room last time, so of course I have to treat you back, lest someone say I'm taking advantage of him.

Chen Yan smiled as he read the message.

This familiar banter is indeed his and Krystal Jung's chat style.

Without hesitation, his fingers flew across the keyboard, typing out a line of text:

"I'm sorry, I don't drink coffee in the evening anymore. If you want to invite me for coffee, please find another time."

(End of this chapter)