beauty winner

After the phone call between mother and child was connected, what Yang Jingxing heard was his mother's uncommon gentle and friendly call: "Son."

"Mom." Yang Jingxing asked knowingly, "What do you want from me?"

"Hmm..." Xiao Shuxia seemed to be fine: "Where have you been?"

"on the way……"

"Eighty thousand!" The flames of war on the other end of the phone suddenly ignited: "Old Xiao, draw the cards, draw the cards!" Are you afraid that your own son is also afraid?" "Yang Jingxing, your mother is crying, call 200 million to her card!" The atmosphere was really similar, but the sound of mahjong was not heard.

Xiao Shuxia didn't fight back violently, and even became more gentle: "Son...you have won glory for the country!"

Those group of poker friends were obviously stunned by Xiao Shuxia's disgusting trick, and all of them fell silent.Not only poker players, even Yang Jingxing couldn't bear it: "Don't believe those, it's not that easy to win glory for the country."

Xiao Shuxia seemed to confess after some ideological struggle: "I'm at your Aunt Chen's house, your father will come later..."

Yang Jingxing: "Then you guys continue to play, I'll talk to you after I get off the car."

"I didn't play, I haven't played for a long time." Xiao Shuxia seemed to have recovered a little momentum: "Tell me... When will you pick me up to go to the United States and go to New York?"

Yang Jingxing disdained: "What's so good about New York? Nothing can compare to Jiuchun..."

Before Xiao Shuxia could speak, Zhou Longlong's mother shouted again: "Pick you up to New York? Whoever meets you will have a share! Yang Xingxing is also my half son..."

Aunt Chen, who hadn't met Yang Jingxing for a few times, also shouted: "Yang Jingxing, how do I treat you? Call godmother and get the red envelope immediately!"

Birds of a feather really flock together, and the voice that sounded relatively young should also be divided: "How many times did Yang Jingxing go to my house when he was a child, you ask him, and Lao Xiao asks if your son still recognizes his little aunt?"

Yang Jingxing asked, "Are they Aunt Guan and Uncle Jiao?"

Xiao Shuxia could finally speak: "Yes, Aunt Guan... Your Aunt Guan's son is in fifth grade, and her husband's surname is Huang."

Aunt Guan was happy: "I said I definitely remember it, I was so smart since I was a child..."

Zhou Longlong's mother changed the subject: "Okay, I don't know if your father has so much money to give you prizes this time. The BMW will definitely fail. I am worried for him. My son's future will also torture me."

Aunt Chen continued to express her position: "I said, raise funds, my son counts as a share!"

There was a voice that Yang Jingxing didn't recognize: "It's better for me to think of a way for you, when the time comes, all sons will belong to your family..."

Zhou Longlong's mother seemed serious: "Old Xiao, your daughter-in-law is very good, very good!"

Xiao Shuxia seemed to be proud: "The first time I saw this girl, I thought, I didn't expect..."

Immediately someone satirized: "Oh, what you want comes true..."

Someone also reminded: "Old Xiao, talk to your son and leave us alone."

Xiao Shuxia seemed to have nothing to say: "Son, how long have you been in the car..."

"Yang Jingxing." Aunt Chen rushed to talk about something meaningful: "Yang Jingxing, let me tell you, your mother blamed my computer for not being good enough to delay her reading. Yang Jingxing, let me ask you, is this written on it... use the best , Brilliance, Superb... Although I don't understand what it means, I think the computer must be fine, and I don't believe that the words on the screen are wrong. Is it wrong!?"

Xiao Shuxia called out: "Son? Is it written like that?"

Yang Jingxing said: "English is not so exaggerated, they edited it when translating."

Xiao Shuxia might not be willing to show his poker buddies: "Yes, yes, your computer is fine... son, son... this computer might as well be thrown into the river, it won't move at all!"

Aunt Chen apologized in a strange way: "Yes, it was the computer that made you cry. Yang Jingxing, do you know that your mother cried because of the computer, so don't blame me."

Yang Jingxing spoke in a low voice: "Mom, keep a low profile, it's not so exaggerated."

Xiao Shuxia was also more cautious: "Overseas Chinese News means Overseas Chinese, right?"

The Chinese report was even more exaggerated, describing the second half of the concert as if it were a timeless show.Yang Jingxing felt embarrassed: "Go home and watch..."

Xiao Shuxia remembered: "I asked Yuanyuan to send it to me again later... son, did you bring a gift for Yuanyuan? Don't forget it, or I will fix you! Just buy it and pay the bill."

Yang Jingxing: "I didn't forget, I bought it for you by the way..."

Xiao Shuxia was also not happy, but started to read the news headline: "Chinese Spiritual Feast at Lincoln Center for the Arts, Puhai National Orchestra... There are not many articles written about you..."

Aunt Guan seems to have a good memory: "Above, roll forward, press the keyboard..."

Xiao Shuxia asked first: "Son, what is the name of the one Yuanyuan is talking about, is he a top ten critic in the world?"

Yang Jingxing sought truth from facts: "Without this ranking... you can say that it is famous in the industry, but it's nothing special."

Xiao Shuxia suddenly spoke earnestly and earnestly: "Son, you can't be proud. How can you say that when others say hello? Fortunately, you told us..."

Auntie Chen seemed to buy time for her computer: "Yang Jingxing, your mother is so proud of you...I am also proud of being a godmother!"

They were all proud, these middle-aged women wanted to be proud on behalf of Jiuchun, and said that whoever dared to bully Yang Jingxing in the future, Jiuchun would not agree.

Xiao Shuxia began to read aloud again, parodying the voice of the broadcaster: "The greatest composer of the nineteenth and twentieth centuries, the musical giant Gusta... Fu Mahler has a famous line that is world-famous, and I am proud of myself..."

Yang Jingxing repeatedly begged for mercy: "Mom, Mom... don't be proud of your son because of the words of foreigners, okay?"

"Hey!" Xiao Shuxia seemed to be upset, but she couldn't say why: "Then what's wrong?"

Yang Jingxing simply ran away: "Let's not talk about it, it's inconvenient to charge the phone, you and Dad go home early, I'll call you at ten o'clock."

Xiao Shuxia thinks like a rich man: "Buy two more phones...you hang up, I'll tell Yuanyuan!"

Yang Jingxing chuckled: "Okay, whatever you want to say."

Xiao Shuxia reminded again: "Ten o'clock, exactly ten o'clock!"

Yang Jingxing was shameless again: "Well, you and Dad first discuss the prize."

Xiao Shuxia: "I'll fight for you!"

With loyalty, the garrison team of the National Orchestra in New York took time out of their busy schedules to welcome Director Yang back from Philadelphia, and arranged lunch and a car to send Director Yang to the airport.

The National Orchestra has initially grasped the achievements of Director Yang in Curtis. Wen Fujiang lamented that he has been explaining to various people in the past two days why Director Yang did not accept interviews or participate in activities. .

There is also good news here. Several chiefs said that the process of recording the TV program yesterday was smoother than expected, and the audience was unexpectedly enthusiastic, and they even showed great interest in the traditional solo music.Of course, all of these are inseparable from the word-of-mouth of the new work concert.

No matter how many verbal compliments, no matter how nice it sounds, it is not practical, Yang Jingxing still went to ask for the prize on time, this time he called his father.Yang Chengyi also spoke in the tone of being taken advantage of, just like when he answered the phone call from a high school student's son to apply for pocket money: "Yeah."

Yang Jingxing was very blunt: "Have you discussed it with Mom?"

Rich people have full control of the initiative, Yang Chengyi is neither cold nor hot: "What are you discussing?"

Yang Jingxing called out: "Mom, Mom!"

Yang Chengyi ouched twice subtly, and then said in a tone of voice: "Are you in New York? How many hours are left, where are you staying?"

Yang Jingxing blew up again: "I don't have a place to go now? What I'm thinking about is who to save face."

Xiao Shuxia's angry voice was transmitted across the hemisphere with zero delay: "You followed me? The Yang family and the Xiao family don't have this kind of tradition! Shame on America!"

Yang Chengyi was also very skeptical: "Did you make up these things yourself?"

Yang Jingxing said, "What can I deceive by putting so much effort into?"

"Depends on the situation..." Yang Chengyi still has something to discuss: "If it's genuine, buying a small house in New York can also be considered."

Xiao Shuxia took it more seriously: "There are still a few hours, go and check the price!"

Yang Jingxing burst into laughter: "Is it so important?"

Yang Chengyi has something else to say: "As long as you are in your twenties, you are willing to reach out to your family. Let your mother pay for it. She is satisfied today. At your Aunt Chen's house..."

Xiao Shuxia scolded angrily: "Don't talk about money and money, vulgar..."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Didn't you go pick it up? Is it okay?"

"I took it..." Yang Chengyi suddenly changed the subject: "Hey, did you give me and your mother something as a reward? It's not easy for us to live to 50 or [-] without leaving any stains in our lives. Your famous youth composer You are still a Puhai composer who doesn’t even want your hometown. At least we parents didn’t cause you any trouble with your reputation. After you, your child will still be a problem. His father is [-], and he might be killed Pointing, ouch, lightly..."

Xiao Shuxia betrayed her husband loudly: "Don't listen to your father, his mouth is on the back of his neck!"

Yang Chengyi is very serious: "Tomorrow, your mother and I will go to see your grandma and your grandpa... You will also think about your grandpa on the plane."

Yang Jingxing: "...you tell grandpa that your son is more famous than his son."

Xiao Shuxia laughed sharply, Yang Chengyi sighed heavily: "Don't be frivolous, have you thanked everyone who should be thanked..."

Yang Chengyi has to tell the truth despite his wife's violent oppression. The success of the concert must not be due to the music. Since there are so many Chinese present, there seem to be many musicians and music critics, it must not be Yang Jingxing's Face can be done.Yang Chengyi also believed that as long as the Chinese were polite no matter where they went, he was worried that many things would be too late for Yang Jingxing to return to the Congress in such a hurry.

Yang Jingxing said that he had tried his best to be considerate, but it was impossible to go to the door to thank him: "...for face, I let their face shine, and it's almost the same."

Yang Chengyi hesitated for a moment: "You seem to be right in what you said... Will you, the director, sit more securely in the future?"

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "Serve the school better."

Yang Chengyi still doesn't know: "Don't talk so nicely, you are also famous and rich."

Xiao Shuxia asked: "Didn't you deserve it?"

Yang Chengyi suddenly sneered: "The heaviness of the heroic optimism, the compassion of the hero's triumph... Do you understand these?"

Yang Jingxing also laughed: "Will Wu Chengen change by 72?"

"There is no culture in one sentence." Yang Chengyi despises: "Wu Chengen didn't write 72 changes, but you still spread Chinese culture like this."

Yang Jingxing said: "I am enough for this, doesn't it mean that you are even worse."

Xiao Shuxia ahaha: "Shame on you!"

Yang Chengyi asked again: "Where was yesterday? Curtis?"

Xiao Shuxia haha: "Yuanyuan said Hillary surprised me, Hillary, I thought it was Hillary..."

Yang Chengyi obviously laughed at his wife, but he didn't know: "Whose face is this Hillary?"

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "Actually, in the final analysis, it's all about my own face."

Yang Chengyi actually said: "That's right...Xiao He, Yuanyuan, how are you doing now? You didn't make anyone angry, did you?"

Yang Jingxing said, "No, it's pretty good."

"That's good." Yang Chengyi finally praised: "Getting this relationship right shows that you have grown up. Girls from ordinary families have the advantages of ordinary families, don't they? In fact, we are also ordinary families."

Yang Jingxing hehe: "You are being modest."

Xiao Shuxia sneered: "...Son, grandma has read it a few times. I miss Yuanyuan. You can bring Yuanyuan back to have a look."

Yang Jingxing said, "I guess it's a bit difficult for the time being..."

"Don't force it!" Yang Chengyi warned: "A very self-loving girl, don't force her. Yang Jingxing, don't think that you are a so-called composer or genius, but emotionally you are completely equal, you have to love her and respect her , you should cherish her affection for you even more."

Xiao Shuxia is really...

Yang Jingxing still seriously agreed: "I know."

Yang Chengyi is even more disgusting: "She is happy and proud of you from the bottom of her heart, which is very precious. She wants to be inconvenient to go to the United States with you, and will cherish your reputation. If she wants you to return to China, the worst thing is not to go to the national orchestra immediately. All very good..."

"Did you hear that?" Xiao Shuxia exposed her husband: "I listened to what I said! I stopped a good hand at the time, and when the call came, Auntie, have you eaten yet..."

Apparently, He Peiyuan doesn’t look fierce on the side of her boyfriend’s mother, she’s even gentle and sweet, and “because he stands tall and sees far away, I don’t think it’s a big deal, but I think he’s already done what no one can do.” You and your uncle will definitely be proud of him." In Xiao Shuxia's opinion, such words are not nasty, let alone shameless.

Xiao Shuxia also admitted generously at this meeting: "I was watching these while listening to her, and the tears came down without knowing it. They thought something was wrong with me. After listening to me, I will take a look at the photos. Second Sister Liu envies her eyes It's all green."

"You know that people are envious." Yang Chengyi said that he also became numb: "Son, your mother and I still have to go to say hello to Professor Li and Mr. Ding. When do you think it is suitable for us to go?"

Yang Jingxing was serious: "You can come whenever you want."

Xiao Shuxia couldn't wait, Quhang's costumes had already been prepared, and what she wanted was to go directly after sweeping the tomb tomorrow, and Xiao Shuyun also wanted to see He Peiyuan dress up.Yang Jingxing was very supportive and suggested that tomorrow's dinner should be eaten at home.Xiao Shuxia was even more active and arranged for her husband to help.

After deciding on the itinerary, the family will revisit the reports and music reviews of the concert. They can't just be complacent, but also have to reflect on themselves.Yang Jingxing tried his best to look farther, thinking that such so-called success is still at a very different stage, a bit like the feeling of the first gold medal, which is gratifying, but it is pitiful to put it bluntly.

Yes, Yang Chengyi also dislikes the statement that "it has greatly promoted the integration of traditional Chinese culture into the mainstream New York crowd", which is full of inflammation.

Hearing what my husband and son said about Xiao Shuxia's weight, let's talk about He Peiyuan. This girl also said, "In fact, many people only see his talent but not his ideal"...

That's right, that's right, it's getting late, Yang Jingxing should tell his girlfriend again, Xiao Shuxia almost sacrificed herself to hang up the phone.