beauty winner

When the car stopped downstairs at He Peiyuan's house, it was past midnight, and Yang Jingxing asked the driver not to get out of the car to blow the cold wind.The surrogate driver was very grateful but turned off the engine, saying that idling in place was not good for the engine.

He Peiyuan was not afraid of the cold, she stopped a few steps up the stairs, and the conversation had already mentioned that the pastries she bought with Wang Hui were praised, but Yang Chengyi and her brother-in-law had already set off for the airport, so they couldn't taste them.He Peiyuan took the initiative to ask Ying to buy something to feed the elders. In fact, her main purpose was to escape. She thought that her peers would be easier to get along with, so she didn't refuse Wang Hui to go with her. She never thought that Wang Hui would ask how her cousin chased her when she went out. Not at all polite.

At the corner of the corridor, the door of the house was already visible, and He Peiyuan stopped again: "I will buy some for grandma to take home the day after tomorrow. The main ones are pine nut cakes and Qiaoguo. Unfortunately, my teeth are not good."

Yang Jingxing really didn't know what to do: "I can't buy it well, let's go together."

He Peiyuan complained and grateful: "Later, I had to change clothes and change clothes, and only grandma helped me talk."

Yang Jingxing is so unfilial: "Grandma is also hypocritical, her eyes are shining brightly."

He Peiyuan shyly and angrily said, "No way...it's all your fault for being so late and causing me to wear it for so long, it's so awkward."

"If I want to know, I just..." Yang Jingxing was also annoyed: "And I didn't prepare for it at all. I was completely shocked, and I didn't even have time to appreciate it carefully!"

He Peiyuan disdained: "What's there to appreciate..."

Yang Jingxing looked serious: "Some things really need to be felt personally, I have a general idea now...

Seeing her boyfriend seemed a bit difficult, so He Peiyuan still asked, "What do you think?"

"Imagine a piece of work..." Yang Jingxing still had a rough idea: "The structure won't be too complicated, the prelude transitions, and the important thing is that after the song, an image with clues suddenly appears in its entirety... The word stunning is not appropriate, It should give people a feeling that they are so beautiful and should be so beautiful, familiar with the intimate beauty, but beautiful without being ostentatious or artificial, but also have the feeling of entering another world. More importantly, this image It is necessary to overshadow the previous materials and let the so-called sex become a decorative foil. This image must have a sense of happiness and belonging. This emotion is more important than beauty. It should not be overshadowed, it should be assimilated. Shou's work...is not considered a finishing touch, it should be an unexpected and reasonable change in the overall image."

He Peiyuan took it very seriously, and watched the composer tenderly with twinkling eyes. After listening to the composer's thoughts, he made an appearance of thinking hard before giving advice: "You are so contradictory...it's a bit difficult."

Yang Jingxing sighed and squinted at his girlfriend: "Who told you to be so good-looking?"

He Peiyuan probably also understands the pain of creation, and her gentle expression and tone comforted: "That's not what I mean, and I'm not that beautiful. Let me tell you what you think..."

"Stop being hypocritical!" Yang Jingxing became arrogant when he got a little sunshine: "I want to challenge Yuanyuan's beauty, nothing is difficult in the world if there is a heart, and where there is a will, there is a way!"

"Hmm..." He Peiyuan seemed a little scared, grabbed her boyfriend's arm and hummed coquettishly, shaking her legs and waist slightly begging for mercy: "No."

Yang Jingxing did what he said, and reached out for the phone to quickly unlock it and look through the photo album, staring at the latest photo of He Peiyuan's boudoir, with a serious and creative expression.

He Peiyuan also helped to take a look, and gently reminded the composer: "The face is darkened, the posture is not good, and the neck is shrunk..."

Yang Jingxing stared and observed the real person.

He Peiyuan was even more frightened: "...why?"

Yang Jingxing almost threatened: "Do you support my work?"

He Peiyuan is really suffering and false: "...support."

Yang Jingxing felt relieved: "Okay, I'll start after they leave."

He Peiyuan hesitated for a moment, then pouted her lips in suspicion: "You lied to me, because you didn't want to create at all."

"Speak with your works." Yang Jingxing didn't even bother to argue: "Go home first."

She had to be dragged away by scoundrels when she returned to her home. He Peiyuan was weak and wronged: "You just lied to me...I'll take the key."

The door opened, and He Weidong on the sofa stood up and clapped his hands: "Applause, applause."

Yang Jingxing stood at attention at the door and bowed: "Thank you."

Mother He also smiled brightly: "I don't want to spend more time with the family if I run so late."

"I'll accompany you tomorrow." Yang Jingxing took the opportunity: "I will apply with you first, and Yuanyuan will come back later tomorrow. I will treat Professor Li to dinner tonight. Her granddaughter likes Yuanyuan very much..."

He Weidong nodded: "Sit down."

Yang Jingxing didn't finish his sentence: "I have to go to Ding's hometown the day after tomorrow."

He Weidong haha: "I'm also busy. When I was in charge of the technical room, I had to treat guests for half a month to evaluate the advanced ones. I ate all the bonuses and paid them back."

The mother and daughter each expressed their disdain, Yang Jingxing envied: "Those are true brothers on the same front, we are not so closely united."

He Peiyuan was upset: "Talk this to the main group!"

He Weidong understood: "You are from the factory department and they are from the workshop, they are of different classes..."

He Peiyuan was almost angry: "You are the one in the workshop!"

Only then did Yang Jingxing put down his things: "Help Yuanyuan bring some things for you and auntie, if they don't bring well, let her go by herself if she has a chance."

Before her mother could see her, He Peiyuan yelled, "Don't blame a good man! I asked you to bring it?"

Mother He smiled generously: "Don't bother Xiao Yang in the future, I'm going out for work, and the schedule is so tight."

Yang Jingxing also retorted: "Just working is boring."

He Weidong looked at Yang Jingxing with nostalgia and envy: "Have you drank a lot with your father?"

Yang Jingxing was modest: "I didn't drink too much..."

He Peiyuan's pre-judgment posture was not in vain: "At least half a catty, so the height is 68 degrees!"

Mother He was surprised: "Pay attention, did your father do many physical examinations?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I have a little high blood pressure, and I have been paying attention to it since my grandfather died. Others are fine."

He Weidong teased his wife: "Worry a lot, what day is it today. In the past, I have at least two bottles ready for you to come back, and I will crawl out later!"

Yang Jingxing said hehe: "I also brought two bottles."

Mother He sighed and laughed: "That's what I can do."

He Weidong was still proud haha, and suddenly changed his face to warn young people: "Pay attention to your health...or you will drag your family down."

"Family cannot be said to be a burden." But Yang Jingxing nodded, "You may not be the reason for drinking."

He Weidong nodded: "But if I live again, I..." waved his hands repeatedly.

He Peiyuan put the steaming teacup in front of Yang Jingxing, and laughed at her father: "Are you discussing life?"

He Weidong ridiculed Yang Jingxing: "Do you want to hold a meeting to give a report when you come back?"

Yang Jingxing picked up his cup and shook his head: "I told you and auntie that Yuanyuan would tell me I'm shameless."

He Weidong looked at his daughter, a little puzzled: "That's not what you told us..."

He Peiyuan stepped down and stomped on the floor, widening her eyes to frighten the two nonsense men.

Mother He is more serious than her husband: "Mom and Dad are very happy and proud, right?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yuanyuan was embarrassed at first, but as soon as my mother was happy, she insisted on asking her to go home and refused to let her go."

Mother He still blamed her daughter: "There are no rules."

Yang Jingxing hurriedly laughed: "Our family has no rules. Grandma wants to see Yuanyuan very much. She has told her many times that she will follow Yuanyuan when she comes to the kitchen to have a look at night."

My daughter is about to go crazy, yet He Weidong still dares to laugh: "Little beauty!"

Yang Jingxing almost met his bosom friend: "Big beauty."

He Peiyuan shook as if a bug had fallen on her body.

Mother He took the place seriously: "There will be bel canto in this concert?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "There are two singers, but the works are not songs..."

He Weidong knew it all: "Isn't there a playlist, did you bring it back?"

He Peiyuan shook her head again and again: "No!" The program list brought back by the composer was in her bag, but there were nasty words written by rascals on it.

Mother He continued: "New love still pays more attention to you?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "It's okay, because they are also looking for new things and new markets..."

He Weidong understands: "Mutual benefit and win-win..."

Yang Jingxing didn't stay at his girlfriend's house for too long, and the hostess ordered him to leave in less than 10 minutes. However, Mama He also explained that it wasn't that they were in a hurry to rest, but that they were sure that their family members were still waiting for Yang Jingxing to go back.

After sending people to the door, He Weidong still mentioned: "Remind dad that health is more important than business."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Thank you."

Mother He suddenly turned her face: "Don't bring anything again, or I will get angry."

Yang Jingxing laughed along: "You won't be able to go out a few times, so don't be angry."

He Peiyuan annoyed: "Okay, close the door, it's cold!"

Yang Jingxing was clean and sensible: "Then uncle and aunt should go to bed early..."

Before the car left the community, Yang Jingxing answered his girlfriend's call again, and he also held grudges: "Close the doors and windows tightly to avoid the cold!"

He Peiyuan said: "Tighten it... My mother told me to warn you seriously, don't believe me!"

Yang Jingxing defended: "Who doesn't make mistakes, don't be so harsh."

He Peiyuan snorted: "Don't thank me yet. It would be a bigger mistake if you sent two scarves, and they are all silk scarves, so it would be disingenuous."

"Thank you?" Yang Jingxing sneered, "Did you help me a little bit? Just drag me down."

"Why help you?" He Peiyuan grumbled, "You will lie to me."

Yang Jingxing was distressed: "How did you lie to you?"

"I know." He Peiyuan revealed aggrievedly: "Why do you want to engage in creation and use your work to speak... Where is the work?"

Yang Jingxing protested: "I'm not a god..."

He Peiyuan is willing to give a chance: "Then you can talk about your idea again to see if you are serious."

Yang Jingxing was concerned: "Didn't you take a shower earlier?"

"Can't sleep!" He Peiyuan was obviously angry: "I was bullied...your family bullied me!"

Yang Jingxing was horrified: "Keep your voice down, your mother can hear you!"

"Coward." He Peiyuan explained contemptuously: "The door is closed."

Yang Jingxing asked, "Didn't I ask you about the evening?"

"No!" He Peiyuan said alertly, "Are you going to tell me? Have you forgotten all the lies you made up?"

Yang Jingxing actually wanted face: "Let's talk about it tomorrow, in the car..."

"What can't be said about creative inspiration?" He Peiyuan became more and more suspicious: "Hurry up!"

Yang Jingxing had no choice but to: "Okay, let's start with inspiration. My inspiration this time came from the moment the door of the piano room opened tonight, but this inspiration didn't come out of my own mind, but came from outside. It was too sudden. At that time, I felt a lot of things and feelings in a panic, and instinctively felt that this point must be grasped, it is too precious and rare, but..."

"But what?" He Peiyuan may have felt the seriousness of the composer, and her voice became much gentler.

Yang Jingxing said: "But it is true that I have no experience. This is the first time I encounter this kind of situation. What I can grasp is very limited. There are only feelings, not a melody or a note."

He Peiyuan comforted and enlightened with gentleness: "What does it feel like?"

This call continued until the car returned to the International Famous Garden, and Yang Jingxing still stood in front of the elevator door in the basement for a while before he finished saying good night.He Peiyuan really cares about art and loves music. She tenderly and patiently guides illiterate composers to repeatedly and carefully describe "that feeling" in words, which is of course conducive to creation.However, He Peiyuan was not gentle all the way, after being suspected by Yang Jingxing that she was taking notes, the girl was obliged to blow up, ghosts take notes, but just scribbled on the notebook because the phone calls were too boring.

Before going upstairs and entering the house, Yang Jingxing received another text message from his girlfriend: Husband, I love you so much.

Yang Jingxing replied: My wife I love so much, see you tomorrow.

I don't know where He Peiyuan has the face to say that others are disgusting, so she follows: My wife wants you.

Yang Jingxing stopped at the door of the house again: You are torturing me.

He Peiyuan is really bad: Hee, I'm going to wash Xiangxiang.Good night, my favorite husband, see you tomorrow.

Sure enough, everyone in the family insisted on staying on duty. It was already one o'clock, and the two big bosses hadn't put down their glasses yet.There was no need for his aunt to force him, Yang Jingxing sat down again and had a drink with his father and uncle, the dishes were just hot.

The relatives still regard He Peiyuan as an outsider. Although they were happy before, they really let go of their hands, feet and thoughts this time. They can't wait to hear the detailed process of winning glory for the country and develop rich associations. They even asked Yang Jingxing to use his imagination. force.

Terrible, terrific, he is clearly a world-renowned musician.My aunt concluded that the woman's parents should not be too proud of their daughter's appearance, and it was not so rare. She had seen someone who was suspected to be more beautiful, and married a man who was far worse than Yang Jingxing.Wang Hui made an intelligence summary and felt that He Peiyuan still cared about her cousin, which was reflected in her strong curiosity about Yang Jingxing's past, but Wang Hui did not betray her cousin.Xiao Shuxia was quite worried. She wondered if He Peiyuan, whom she was quite fond of, would encounter many powerful opponents in the future, such as the daughter of a wealthy businessman and the princess of an executive. Now these girls are so powerful and brave, they are all facing difficulties And the last one!After much deliberation, after listening to several suggestions and her mother-in-law's statement, Xiao Shuxia still decided to support He Peiyuan, how gentle and lovely, unlike the previous one...

Yang Chengyi solemnly warned Yang Jingxing not to do things that are different and change, a man must have a sense of responsibility.Boss Wang even observed that He Peiyuan would be a good wife, she must be, her face is unmistakable, she is kind-hearted and caring for her family!

Women are fickle, and Xiao Shuxia insisted on asking her son to find Qi Qingnuo's photo to give his uncle a good advice.Yang Jingxing vowed to die, and was reprimanded and praised.