beauty winner

Although He Peiyuan completely denied the life experience but required that the true performance should not "pretend to be innocent", but after all the incident he caused, Yang Jingxing still had to face the difficulties. If he didn't go to Central, the big show was about to open.

"And more!" He Peiyuan excitedly remembered something, but was ashamed to say: "...body movements."

Yang Jingxing didn't understand: "How do you move your body while driving?"

He Peiyuan looks like an expert: "Don't make big moves, it's better to be subtle, just reflect your heart... a little bit ambiguous."

Yang Jingxing was about to get to know his girlfriend again: "Little ambiguous?"

He Peiyuan affirmed with her eyes, her expression was much more shy than on the bed, the movement of the index fingertips of both hands gently tapping the thighs while the other fingers curled up was really subtle.

After careful observation, Yang Jingxing came to the conclusion: "I definitely want to create an opportunity to slap me, I won't be fooled, and I won't be ambiguous!"

"Don't fight." He Peiyuan groaned when she was seen through, and tried to encourage again: "I will definitely, as long as a little, it's not intentional, and you don't care about it yourself, so it's not a hooligan."

Yang Jingxing revealed to himself: "A man didn't do it on purpose."

He Peiyuan yelled: "I won't experience that feeling in the future, that kind of hazy beauty..." She pouted and frowned, looking down very aggrieved.

"Okay, okay, okay." Yang Jingxing quickly confessed: "If you go all out, Yuanyuan will ignore me in the future!"

He Peiyuan is really sad: "I haven't experienced any innocent period, who has to face so many things like me when I fall in love for the first time..."

"Okay, pure!" Yang Jingxing nodded vigorously: "I'm almost pure, I've purified my soul, no problem."

Not to mention, He Peiyuan's appearance of not blowing her hair but frowning slightly is really quite innocent, her face is so beautiful that it is hard to imagine that she is a girl who can speak "shameful words".

"Let's start?" Yang Jingxing began to try to make his voice pure.

He Peiyuan nodded hesitantly, and then there was a smile on her face, but she turned her face to the right and then turned back, and she was already in the scene, becoming a "love thought has not yet sprouted" with the driver who was just a "casual acquaintance" Girl, but this girl seems a little sad.

Yang Jingxing asked, "Tired?"

The girl looked back at the driver in the eyes of her girlfriend, and then became a casual acquaintance: "A little bit, but it's okay."

"Persist for a while." Yang Jingxing's tone was honest, completely contrary to his true colors: "Speaking of words, driving alone is easy to get sleepy."

He Peiyuan seemed a little uncomfortable, but she didn't refuse after glancing at the driver again: "Say."

Yang Jingxing didn't look sleepy. He also turned off the night vision function of the vehicle that his girlfriend had turned on three hours ago, and casually started the topic: "Have you graduated for more than a year?"

This is so unfamiliar, but who is afraid of whom, He Peiyuan didn't even look at the driver, and just hummed casually.

Yang Jingxing still knew about the girl's work: "How does it feel to be in the orchestra?"

He Peiyuan's general tone: "I feel fine."

Yang Jingxing nodded, "That's good."

It's so boring, He Peiyuan didn't even bother to say anything, turned her face to the right as if admiring herself from the car window, of course it looks better when she smiles.

Yang Jingxing was so pure that he didn't know how to change directions: "Last time I chatted with Liu Simman, I felt... Your current stage is still a bit narrow, maybe it's a bit restraining your enthusiasm, isn't it?"

For this question, He Peiyuan's expression became more serious: "They are all very positive, the performances are not too small, and the road has to be taken step by step, but her feeling may be different from ours."

Yang Jingxing explained: "I don't mean enthusiasm for work, I mean personal pursuit, that is, there is not much room for you to build yourself in your current work."

He Peiyuan was more careful: "You can't say that...it depends on your personal attitude. I think there are many opportunities to learn and exercise."

Yang Jingxing: "So you're an activist?"

"I can only say it's okay." He Peiyuan said modestly, "Try not to hold back."

What was Yang Jingxing thinking: "...Is "The Empty Mountain" not to your liking?"

He Peiyuan looked at the composer: "No, it's okay." She nodded.

Yang Jingxing explained with a dry smile: "Because I haven't gotten your opinion, I guess you might not like this song..."

He Peiyuan couldn't help laughing, even covering her mouth couldn't stop her giggling.

Yang Jingxing wanted to save the situation with an inexplicably panicked expression: "What's wrong? What's so funny?"

He Peiyuan tried her best to be serious, even apologetic: "It's not counting, let's start again."

Yang Jingxing couldn't figure it out: "What's so funny? I'm so serious and so into the drama."

He Peiyuan really loves art: "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, I promise I won't laugh anymore."

Yang Jingxing was furious: "...Then I'll change the way of acting again, otherwise the opponent will be too cold."

"I want this, I want this!" He Peiyuan didn't even want her personal aura for the sake of art: "Good husband, you are a good husband, please."

Yang Jingxing seized the opportunity: "Then kiss me after the performance."

He Peiyuan stretched her neck: "As long as my husband plays well, I'll kiss, kiss..." Her lips were pursed with a spirit of sacrifice, but she still had to close her eyes to let go.

There is no need to start all over again, Yang Jingxing adjusted his tone this time to appear more flat: "Don't you like "The Empty Mountain"?"

He Peiyuan also used a little surprise to express the progress of the play: "No, it's pretty good."

Yang Jingxing: "This is the first time I've written this kind of solo, I'm afraid I'll be sorry for your professional level, so your level is limited and you're using too much force, so I really want to hear your suggestions."

The heroine is very understanding: "Don't think too much, I really think it's pretty good, I didn't tell you if I have no opinion, and I will definitely mention it to you if I have any opinion."

Yang Jingxing smiled consolingly: "Which style of music do you prefer?"

The male protagonist is really a gentleman, at least he couldn't find any faults in the first quarter of the play. Although the topic of chat was shooting here and there, working and living for a while, the lines were always well-behaved and did not exceed casual acquaintances. Not even small jokes, let alone playing frivolously.

The heroine prefers to chat with serious people. Although she doesn't talk too much, she is not indifferent, and she often smiles.Speaking of recent performances, He Peiyuan can say a few more words, encouraging composers' works to be well received, but then there are also enthusiastic music fans who made some suggestions to [-] through the Internet or acquaintances.What is more surprising is that music fans are very concerned about the typhoon of [-]. Some viewers think that the expressions and body language of Liu Simman and Shao Fangjie in the performance are too old-fashioned and do not match the style of the music, but there are also audiences who appreciate the performance of the actors on stage. "Natural expression" and believes that different styles complement each other.

Regarding this, Yang Jingxing's opinion is: "In my personal opinion, if you look at it critically, it may not be very coordinated, and it is mainly manifested in the ensemble. It is a good sign that the audience can raise such opinions, and it shows that they care."

It was rare for He Peiyuan to ask Yang Jingxing a question in a humble and gentle tone: "Then what do you think is coordination?"

Yang Jingxing is also hard to say: "There are many factors to consider, but I believe it can be subtle... I think your kind of quieter one is better."

He Peiyuan had to speak for her friends: "I don't pay much attention to this aspect in rehearsals, I'm used to it and I don't think there is a problem, and the habit is not easy to change."

Yang Jingxing nodded in understanding: "I've been practicing like this all along."

"Yeah, maybe I didn't know how to be flexible because I was too single before." He Peiyuan thought with a wry smile: "When I first entered the attached high school, the teacher grabbed the braids and taught me how to shake my head while practicing the phrases. The memory will grow after a few times." She didn't even tell her boyfriend about this kind of embarrassing thing.

There was a traffic light ahead, and the actor braked lightly and looked at the heroine: "Which teacher? What's your last name?"

He Peiyuan smiled and recalled her teacher: "The female teacher surnamed Wu retired early and was in her fifties or sixties."

Yang Jingxing said with a cold face, "Is there anyone who teaches students like this?"

He Peiyuan was very tolerant and understanding: "Few people who study folk music have never been shaken. Wang Rui and the others are even worse. The boys are all shaken by their ears. I didn't learn well because of the enlightenment. It is much better to enter the attached primary school early."

Yang Jingxing spoke rudely: "What kind of bullshit teacher."

He Peiyuan explained in surprise: "It's all taught like this...you just haven't experienced it!"

Yang Jingxing looked at the girl again, but he had nothing to say.

After chatting for so long, He Peiyuan was able to take the initiative: "Then what's your style?"

Yang Jingxing took the mobile phone: "I'll make a call."

He Peiyuan hummed and returned to her casual acquaintance.

The mobile phone was not connected to the car. In order to drive safely, Yang Jingxing pressed the speakerphone after dialing the number and put the mobile phone on the middle hand guard.

Listening to the dial tone, He Peiyuan glanced at the gauntlet, saw clearly and confirmed the name displayed on the phone. The girl who had been a lady for so long immediately opened her teeth and claws, and all the expressions of dealing with hooligans exploded, only the post-dubbing was left.

Yang Jingxing ignored the girl's sudden insanity, and the call was connected quite quickly. He greeted him kindly first: "Hello, Principal Ma."

"Director Yang, okay." The other end of the phone was also polite: "Have you rested yet?"

Yang Jingxing was embarrassed: "Did I bother you to rest?"

"No, no, eleven o'clock, it's still early." The energetic person on the other end of the phone said, "I'm going to the city for a meeting next week, and I'm still preparing the materials. As you may know, the requirements for cultural courses are getting higher and higher..."

Yang Jingxing hurriedly said, "Then I won't waste your time, and I'll ask you something. When it comes to guiding students' facial expressions and body language communication in our attached middle school, is there any teacher who acts aggressively towards students during the teaching process?" Clearly exaggerated In other words, the girl nestled in the co-pilot was holding her breath even more seriously.

What is taken for granted, there was a surprise on the other end of the phone: "...this matter?"

After all, Yang Jingxing was too young, and he was very unruly in dealing with things: "I heard about a situation where an eleven or twelve-year-old girl was pulled by her hair by the teacher, and the student cried in pain."

"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be!" The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was suddenly excited. "I believe it's an isolated phenomenon. Director Yang, please tell me the specific situation. This must be investigated and dealt with. Is it a seventh grader?"

Director Yang is emotionally stable and concerned about education: "I'm thinking about the problems reflected by this phenomenon. Mechanical teaching methods and rough teaching attitudes may be effective sooner, but the final effect has to be questioned."

"Yes..." The other end of the phone seemed to be thinking deeply: "There are some teachers who have such problems, and we should pay attention to them."

Director Yang not only asked questions: "I would like to make a suggestion, what do you think? The Affiliated Primary School and the Affiliated High School have joined together to do a research project. Let's make it more detailed. Regarding the expression and body language in folk music performance, we can consider it from the following aspects: function, performance, and application. To get started, of course, the most important thing is teaching, and I think our current work in this area is still relatively limited.”

"Okay, that's great." The principal of Puyin High School was very positive: "I also feel that there is a great need for summary research and exploration in this field after Director Yang said so. I support your proposal to set up a joint research group!"

Director Yang: "Thank you, Principal Ma, I will make a suggestion with Director Shi tomorrow..."

Principal Ma can't wait for tomorrow, and relevant ideas have already flowed out, and now he has to discuss with composers who are at the forefront of folk music.Yes, music is a systematic project. Folk music is now flourishing and has a bright future. How can basic education not keep up with it?We must eliminate mechanical teaching, otherwise, when students face the works of Director Yang, they will be wrong or even helpless?

Yang Jingxing had to explain that his starting point was not his own works: "...what should be eliminated is the restriction and damage to the students' musical imagination and musical sensibility. The idea that you must play whatever sentence you want to do is too ridiculous."

Yes, yes, there are really many problems that need to be improved and resolved.

The co-pilot had been grimacing for a long time, and Yang Jingxing stopped talking on the phone, and hung up as soon as possible to continue the casual acquaintance: "Do you have any suggestions? I think you are quite right."

He Peiyuan, who had been silent for so long, adjusted her expression while letting her lips warm up: "...it's nothing."

Yang Jingxing nodded, and slowly turned to the left: "Does the girl's hair hurt from being caught?"

"No..." He Peiyuan didn't want to talk about this anymore: "It doesn't hurt, the main reason is...you can't bear grievances at a young age."

"It's the teacher's fault." Yang Jingxing said in a remorseful tone, "It shouldn't be."

When it comes to the issue of right and wrong, the heroine's tone of casual acquaintances is not very polite: "There are too many beatings and scolding, and the teacher is strict when he is responsible."

"Let's not talk about this..." The hero took a deep breath before changing his tone and topic: "I am familiar with Captain Wen and Commander Lu, we are friends, if there is anything you can tell me, don't be polite , I will do my best to help if I can.”

He Peiyuan was disgusted and couldn't help laughing: "...it's nothing."

Yang Jingxing repeated: "My friend..."

There was silence in the car, obviously embarrassed.Fortunately, He Peiyuan's phone rang, and she answered it directly without telling her casual acquaintance who was calling, and she couldn't speak hands-free: "Mom... I've crossed the river... I've crossed the bridge, Yangpu... I've already crossed the bridge... Okay... um... nope... no... nothing... I'll tell you when it's time... I just dozed off and didn't wake up... Got it... hung up."

Yang Jingxing was a little worried: "What's wrong?"

He Peiyuan shook her head: "No."

The leading actor is stupid: "Why haven't you woken up yet?"

The leading actress didn't completely restrain her eye rolls: "Say my voice is wrong... Who is still energetic so tired and so late at the show!?"

Yang Jingxing is sensible: "I care about you...Do you have a personality like your mother or your father?"

He Peiyuan was alert: "Why do you ask this?"

Yang Jingxing: "Just ask."

He Peiyuan didn't really want to answer: "...it doesn't look like that at all."

After a while of silence, the male protagonist raised his face again: "Does your family care about you, that is, do you ask about your relationship?"

He Peiyuan's disgusted eyes were really well done, she was distracted: "... let's talk about something else."

"Okay!" Yang Jingxing agreed very simply: "I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else... I'm just curious why you didn't have a boyfriend."

He Peiyuan didn't feel disgusted or disgusted, but changed into a girlish tone: "I have someone I like."

The male protagonist seemed to be absent: "...Oh, that's good."

After being silent for half a minute, He Peiyuan seemed to open her heart: "I have liked him for a long time."

Yang Jingxing had successfully transformed into a listener, so he just nodded.

He Peiyuan looked ahead, silent, expressionless, and unmoving, but the acting skills at this moment, the melancholy emanating from it, was really professional.

Yang Jingxing said again: "Who is it? Do I know you?"

He Peiyuan couldn't extricate herself from the melancholy, and shook her head dullly: "Stop talking, this is my secret."

Yang Jingxing was not reconciled: "Why do you have to keep a secret when you like someone?"

He Peiyuan doesn't need to explain anything to casual acquaintances.

It was really silent for a long time, Yang Jingxing nodded again: "I understand, sometimes it's just like that."

He Peiyuan laughed again: "I've never told anyone about it before, but when I said it, I suddenly felt very relaxed."

Yang Jingxing hehe.

He Peiyuan was not at ease: "Help me keep it secret."

Yang Jingxing smiled dryly: "I don't know who it is, don't worry."

"Thank you." He Peiyuan's eyes were a little grateful: "You are a good person."

Yang Jingxing forced a laugh.

He Peiyuan changed the subject: "I heard that you are working as a producer for Xu An?"

Yang Jingxing nodded...

After this short journey, we became quite friends. He Peiyuan also revealed some simple information about her family to Yang Jingxing, and even recommended a noodle restaurant not far from her home: "...you can try it if you have a chance, it's really good."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Definitely."

He Peiyuan saw it: "Are you tired too? Go home and be safe."

Yang Jingxing was firm: "It's okay."

He Peiyuan pointed to her community again: "That's it, it shouldn't matter if you stop for a while, I will take the luggage... Thank you so much today."

Yang Jingxing was polite, slowed down to stop at the gate, and then waved brilliantly out of the co-pilot's window: "Goodbye, goodbye."

He Peiyuan didn't understand what was going on, the car started again, and drove slowly towards the community. Before she figured out what medicine was in the other party's gourd, the girl stood still.

Yang Jingxing muttered to himself: "Bye bye, bye bye..."

Feeling that she no longer exists, He Peiyuan paid close attention to the driver.

The car drove very slowly, Yang Jingxing's face was full of indifference, and he suddenly started singing again: "Life is not just the accumulation of days, there are countless strange surprises in this city..."