Ming Yan stayed where he was, he thought that he was already a regular employee of the TV station, who would have thought that it was just a part-time worker, but then he thought about it, this is already very good, and others may not be able to enter if they want to.

Ming Yan looked at Fang Yaxian: "That, so I didn't come this morning, you give it to me... Is it absenteeism?"

Fang Yaxian nodded: "Hmm." ”

"No, I don't know, don't you know? You see the old saying is good, don't you blame those who don't know? So, can you forget that?" Ming Yan said with a smile.

Fang Yaxian looked at him and thought for a moment: "Yes." ”

"Really?" Ming Yan said honestly, he didn't expect Fang Yaxian to speak so well, "Oh, that's really thank you Mr. Fang, I won't disturb Mr. Fang's work, I'll go out first, you're busy." After speaking, Ming Yan pushed the door and walked out.

Fang Yaxian watched the door be closed again, his eyes returned to the information in front of him, and continued to read.

Ming Yan walked out of Fang Yaxian's office and came to the lounge, as usual, he made a cup of coffee with the coffee machine, sat on the sofa, and continued to look out the window.

"Eh, what are you doing in the morning?" Gao Jaejing's voice came from the side.

Ming Yan didn't turn his head to look at him: "Sleep at home." ”

"Really, you can, you don't even say hello?"

"Huh. Ming Yan didn't know how to tell him: "In the future, I shouldn't come often." ”

"What?" Gao Jae-kyung didn't understand and asked again, "What's wrong?

"Of course not. Ming Yan turned his head to look at him and said, "It's just that my work will be adjusted in the future." ”

"Adjustment?

"I can't tell you. After Ming Yan finished speaking, he finished his coffee, threw away the disposable cup, and got up and walked towards his office.

"Eh, I said you make it clear, what do you mean by saying half?" said Ko Jae-kyung in the back.

Ming Yan's back as he was walking, stretched out his hand and waved, then pushed the door and walked into his office.

......

MBC The Masked Singer's Recording Stage (Don't ask why there is a Masked Singer at this time, this is my book, I'm the author, I want it to come out, it's out.) Mingyan followed Park Chun to check the audio equipment again, and there was a recording tonight, so I'll start checking it now.

Ming Yan has been coming to MBC for a few days, when he first came here, Ming Yan did come to do chores, what to move boxes, take clothes, props or something, all thrown to Ming Yan, Ming Yan didn't say anything, hard work, what else can be done, have already promised Wang Tianxiu, but fortunately, after moving the box for two days, Pu Chun let Ming Yan follow him, watching and learning.

"You go check the speaker's jack. Pu Chun said to Ming Yan.

Mingyan nodded, ran to the controller to check it, looked at everything was normal, and made a gesture to Park Chun.

Ming Yan went to check the microphone again, and after everything was fine, Ming Yan followed Park Chun to the backstage, the employee's lounge.

Pu Chun took out the tunes that the singer was going to sing in the evening, and said to Ming Yan: "Look at it, are there any problems with these tunes." ”

Ming Yan took it, looked at it, and after reading it all, there were no major technical problems, and some were just some problems with transposition.

Ming Yan told Pu Chun about this, and Pu Chun looked at him with a smile: "Those transpositions are handed over to you, get them out before lunch, they will rehearse in the afternoon." ”

Ming Yan nodded. Work in the break room.

......

"Ah~" Ming Yan stretched his waist, the bones on his body snapped a few times, and when he glanced at it, there were still ten minutes before lunch, Ming Yan got the tune right, stood up, walked out of the lounge, and went to find Pu Chun.

Pu Chun took the tune handed by Ming Yan, looked at it and nodded: "It's good." ”

Ming Yan smiled and did not speak.

"Alright, let's eat. Pu Chun said to Ming Yan.

The two of them came to MBC's cafeteria, not to mention anything else, the chicken cutlets were quite delicious, and after Ming Yan and Pu Chun finished eating, they found a place to sit down.

"How is it, are you still getting used to it these days?" asked Pu Chun.

Ming Yan nodded: "Well, it's okay." ”

"Actually, producer, don't look at it and feel very powerful, in fact, as long as you have professional knowledge, it's simple. Pu Chun took a bite of food: "And it's like every singer who wants to sing, he has to go into your hands to arrange the music again, and the intensity of this work is still a bit big." ”

Ming Yan nodded: "I understand, I'm also learning slowly." ”

Pu Chun smiled, he saw Ming Yan's business ability in the past few days, how to say it, he has a lot of experience, and it seems that he has adapted songs before.

"Hurry up and eat, the singer will be rehearsing soon. ”

"Good. ”

......

Lee Ji-eun was sitting in the nanny car, driving all the way north in the direction of Seoul, Lee Ji-eun was sitting in her seat, closing her eyes and recuperating, and her agent, Park Chang-woo, was next to her and talking to her about something.

"Zhi'en, go back today and have a good rest, I will get up tomorrow morning to rehearse, and go to bed early, otherwise I will not have the energy tomorrow. ”

The agent's words circled in Lee Ji-eun's ears, and Lee Ji-eun only felt that it was too noisy.

"Okay, I got it. Li Zhien said with his eyes closed.

The agent looked at Li Zhien as if he was really tired, and he didn't bother her anymore.

The car watched quietly, and the street lights outside were also on, and it was already in Seoul, and the agent spoke again.

"Well, is Zhien going to send you home directly or where?"

Li Zhien opened his eyes and took a look, "Go to the hot pot restaurant last time." ”

"Oh, you want to eat hot pot today. ”

"Well, there's a friend to meet. ”

"That's right. ”

The car came to the door of a hot pot restaurant, Li Zhien walked out of the car with a mask, and said to the car: "I'll go home by myself after eating, don't bother you, be careful on the way back." ”

Li Zhien sat in the private room and took off her coat, she had already sent a text message to Ming Yan in the car before, and also told him the address, but he hadn't replied yet, so he should be busy.

Turning his head to look out the window, there were snowflakes floating in the sky, and it was a coincidence that the first time I wrote a letter to Lime, it seemed to be snowing at that time, which was really amazing.

After waiting for a while, Ming Yan still didn't reply to the text message, and no one came, but Li Zhien was already drowsy, she was really busy these days, and she had very little time to rest every day, plus she was rarely in such a quiet place, Li Zhien couldn't help it, and fell asleep on the table.

Li Zhien was woken up by someone: "This guest." ”

"Huh?" Li Zhien raised his head and looked at it.

"This guest, you've been waiting here for hours, do you want to serve the food now?"

Li Zhien looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock, and then turned his head to look outside, and it was already white at this time.

......

Ming Yan ran out of MBC, identified the direction, ran to the left, and left footprints in the snow, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Ming Yan was busy from the afternoon to the end of the recording in the evening, and he didn't have time to look at his mobile phone at all, and when he saw the mobile phone, it was already late.

......

Ming Yan looked at the signboard in front of him, which was written with the name of the hot pot restaurant made by mint, and ran quickly there, running to the door of the hot pot restaurant, Ming Yan gasped, took a few deep breaths, pushed the door and walked in, and within a few minutes, Ming Yan walked out disappointed, mint had already left.

Ming Yan had an indescribable feeling that he was like a pigeon with mint, standing in the snow in disappointment.