beauty winner

When Yang Jingxing arrived home in the afternoon, his parents had already turned on the floor heating, but the floor was just slightly warm at that time, and the windows were opened wide for cleaning, so the interior and exterior were basically the same.It's different now, people are surrounded by warmth as soon as they enter the door, and this kind of warmth is much more comfortable than the air conditioners that Yang Jingxing and He Peiyuan usually use.Even the sound of the movie coming from the living room is warm-toned. "The Defendant Shan Gang Lord" was one of the DVDs that Kong Yafei gave away after being amazed by the shabby number of the investors. He Peiyuan kept saying that he wanted to enjoy it but didn't No actual action.

Yang Chengyi was the only one on the sofa, and the movie seemed to suit his tastes. When his son walked to the coffee table, he realized that the big boss changed his serious expression corresponding to the plot to a little helpless: "Go to the top...your mother is hardworking."

Yang Jingxing sympathized: "I lost face today."

Yang Chengyi sighed while smiling contemptuously, and continued watching TV.

He Peiyuan was also kind. In order to let her boyfriend's parents know more about the North American premiere of "Yang Jingxing's Second Symphony", this girl dug out a copy of the video materials collected by the National Orchestra and made them into a DVD for Director Yang. , In fact, it can also be watched on the computer, and those talk TV programs did not give the composer any space, but Xiao Shuxia has long complained that there is no TV at home, how could she miss such a good opportunity.

Xiao Shuxia called her son before the opening of Hongxing's annual meeting to discuss which brands and models to buy, but after being dissuaded by Yang Jingxing, she made up her own mind in a fit of anger.

The TV cabinets are full up, down, left, and right, and the total price of 14 is not cheated, but these must be only middle-grade goods in the specialty store, and there is still a card that He Peiyuan swiped by Xiao Shuxia herself under the circumstances. It means that Yang Chengyi's credit card has been maxed out.

Under his father's squinting gaze, Yang Jingxing took out his wallet and took out a card and handed it over: "I'll give you some money."

Yang Chengyi's expression was displeased as if his father's authority had been challenged. He turned his upper body to his son with his hands on his knees, and asked majesticly and contemptuously, "What are you doing?"

Yang Jingxing bent down and handed the card to his father's lap: "82 has been changed to 400 million, the rate of return is okay, and the password has not changed."

Yang Chengyi didn't move, looked down at the bank card carefully, then turned his eyes back to the TV, his lips trembled twice and remembered a word: "a drop in the bucket, 400 million..."

"It makes sense." Yang Jingxing persuaded: "Take it, it will be even more embarrassing if you are seen."

Is Boss Yang such a vain and hypocritical person?What's more, for a mere 400 million, he didn't even bother to turn over the palm of his hand, just nodded his chin: "Put that."

Yang Jingxing put the card on the coffee table and turned around, almost climbing the stairs with ease.

Yang Chengyi reminded loudly: "I called a surrogate driver after drinking...how come the one who came back is still down here?"

The brighter the lights upstairs, the more literature, history, classics and philosophy have been added to the bookshelves, but there is still a long way to go, Xiao Shuxia's voice came from the utility room: "You're back!?"

He Peiyuan leaned halfway from the room, held the door frame with a smile and gave a hum, the tone was sweet, but it should be sweet for the elders.

Yang Jingxing also smiled: "Turn what?"

Xiao Shuxia was loud and annoyed: "Looking at a room full of people, it's the same as what you can get!"

Approaching, Yang Jingxing kissed his girlfriend quickly before looking into the room: "You're so poor?"

Xiao Shuxia had a reason: "Put it here to collect the ashes? He Yuanyuan will help you count it, it's useless... It's still useful to bring Jiuchun back."

He Peiyuan turned around and said, "It smells like a lot of alcohol."

If you heard me right, my girlfriend actually had a gentle and caring tone that made me feel distressed. Yang Jingxing was really flattered: "Let's hear it again."

The way He Peiyuan blinked her eyes was really sweet, but Xiao Shuxia just and selflessly helped scold the scoundrel and even raised her hand to beat her.

Yang Jingxing held his girlfriend's hand and talked to his mother: "There is still a car tomorrow, so there should be a few things that can be sold."

Xiao Shuxia still can't get used to living in poverty: "Forget it, today is a delay... That's right! Come on, come on!"

Going downstairs, Xiao Shuxia was very anxious. The American TV video she watched before did not have subtitles, but she could also confirm that the long chirping chirping by an American old man between the two Mandarin orchestra chiefs must be about composers, and He Peiyuan can only recall the general content translation of the Chinese Orchestra's Two Swords, but what Xiao Shuxia wants is word for word, is that okay?There is no problem with Yang Jingxing, I have seen it and still remember it, but what Xiao Shuxia wants to listen to is simultaneous interpretation.

Hahaha, the bank card on the coffee table is gone. Yang Chengyi persuaded his wife to let He Peiyuan go home before watching the movie he could understand better, but he was ignored and scolded for breaking the disc.

He Peiyuan was not in a hurry to go home, and picked up the teacup on the coffee table: "Uncle, would you like to make a new cup?"

"No, I don't need it!" Yang Chengyi wanted to snatch the cup back: "I can't fall asleep after drinking too much, you put it down."

He Peiyuan turned around anyway, her figure was really quiet.Xiao Shuxia changed the disc and mastered the remote control, and complained to her son that she paid for this set after seven o'clock, but it was not installed until nearly ten o'clock, and she was anxiously waiting.

It would be embarrassing if the dvd of the national orchestra was circulated. It is normal work to preserve the data, but the national orchestra is too detailed. In addition to three TV programs and several interviews with newspapers and websites, there are many screenshots of web pages in the disc. More than 100 photos.In addition to the official promotional pictures that New Love will release, the National Orchestra even collected photos of fans entering and leaving the venue before and after the performance. In addition to various group photos that were poorly taken, Yang Jingxing appeared several times, and these were uneven. There are also some ugly transition effects between the photos, and He Peiyuan only dares to show it to her parents and her boyfriend's parents.

The dvd also has an opening title, a headline titled "Commemoration of Performance at Lincoln Center in New York in Winter 2010" on a pure background that is almost dazzling, and the subtitle is the great success of Yang Jingxing's second symphony.

Xiao Shuxia, who had to carefully select photos when posting them on the Internet many years ago, was still very excited. She asked her husband to find a chance to visit the magnificent Lincoln Art Center Plaza.To be honest, Yang Jingxing said that the so-called square was no more beautiful and spacious than the place where Jiuchun's old lady danced in the square.

Yang Chengyi took his son's card and even spoke for his wife, what depends on the background.

Yang Jingxing couldn't wait for the Chinese Orchestra's text introduction, so he asked his mother to locate the remote control.Xiao Shuxia is not willing, I didn't read it carefully before, you just translate it for me.

Yang Chengyi was also angry: "I doubt if you can understand..."

He Peiyuan held the mouth of the cup with one hand and held the bottom of the cup with the other hand. Why did you go back to the living room carefully? There was a long-handled spoon in the cup.

The elders were afraid that the girl would be hot, so they all focused their attention on He Peiyuan, watching the cup steadily come to the side of the coffee table, and slowly landed in front of his son.It's really concentric, the moment the bottom of the glass touched the solid wood coffee table lightly, Xiao Shuxia and Yang Chengyi met eyes, Xiao Shuxia's exaggerated winking and winking as much as possible in a short period of time was simply vicious.

It's not that he didn't have any treatment at all, but this was the first time Yang Jingxing was caught by his parents who told him not to be masculine. He was really nervous: "...Thank you." Then he raised it.

He Peiyuan was quite natural: "Auntie, I'll make you a cup too."

Xiao Shuxia smiled very kindly: "No, thank you Yuanyuan, come and sit down quickly." He made the space between himself and his son more spacious.

Yang Jingxing wasn't hopelessly machismo: "Don't you drink?"

Xiao Shuxia has already recognized it and is very supportive: "Yes, drinking honey water at night is good for your health, and you should also drink a cup in the morning when you get up in the morning. I will prepare some more honey for you next time..."

He Peiyuan shook her head: "It's getting late, I'm going back..."

The two elders objected in unison, Xiao Shuxia got up and pushed the girl to the couch to sit down, and sat on another single seat to face her husband, Yang Chengyi was not at ease: "You have to help us supervise, don't let Yang Jingxing brag .”

He Peiyuan, who was originally embarrassed, smiled: "No way..."

Yang Jingxing shyly said, "It's so sweet, let's drink it together."

He Peiyuan shook her head gently.

Xiao Shuxia seemed to prefer watching the communication between her son and his girlfriend, she handed out the remote control: "Come on, look, take a look and send Yuanyuan home early."

He Peiyuan said seriously: "No need to send it, go to bed early."

Yang Chengyi knew it all: "The surrogate drivers are here..."

On TV, the opening title of a talk show "ithoutthebaton" on the American Medici Art Channel has finished playing, and the classical-looking white old man host has begun to babble about "Friday night at Avery Fisher Hall" in the tone of entertainment news. carnival".This show is indeed like the name, trying to make serious musicians behave as "down-to-earth" as possible in the show, but there are not many guests who can "laugh and scold" like the host.

The program lasts for 10 minutes, but the first 10 minutes is the host's one-man show, which is similar to a funny talk show while rambling and laying the groundwork, and then the four principal voices of the popular New York Philharmonic Orchestra appear on the stage, which is unexpected It was Wilson, the chief of the orchestra, who was the most open-minded, probably because he was about the same age as the host, and compared with the old and unscrupulous.

During the nearly half-hour talk, the four chief voices of the national orchestra did not appear until the 10th minute, but it seemed that all the audience stood up and applauded.It should be that some Asian faces with the appearance of successful people were deliberately arranged in the audience, and these people also worked hard.

The four chiefs of Chinese folk music are quite graceful when they come on stage, but they really don't understand the language, and the level of translation hired by the TV station seems to be inferior to Ai Ziran.The folk music chiefs first showed discomfort because the host made jokes about the appearance of musical instruments. Although they also knew that this kind of joke was a so-called "cultural difference", they still couldn't cater to it.

Yang Jingxing directly set the time at 35 minutes of the show, because here the host officially brought the topic to "Yang Jingxing's Second Symphony". , non-propositional music or propositional music, but this time he almost stumbled, so who is Yang Jingxing?

Xiao Shuxia still understood her son's name, so she was a little dissatisfied: "Yang Jingxing, Yang Jingxing, don't know how to read and practice more times!"

Yang Jingxing couldn't come to the simultaneous interpretation, so he paused the TV on the close-up of Wilson exaggeratingly opening his mouth to speak out, and explained to his mother: "The host asked who I am."

Xiao Shuxia was very skeptical: "It's so simple? It's so long ahead!"

He Peiyuan seriously explained to the elder on the right: "It's all foreshadowing. He must know the composer. He asked on purpose. The TV audience doesn't know..."

"Top classical music station..." Yang Chengyi seemed to have learned a lot from He Peiyuan: "The audience doesn't know you yet, and that explains the problem."

He Peiyuan then analyzed to the left: "It's also for the effect of the program, and composers need more recognition in the industry, just like screenwriters."

Yang Jingxing drank water and discussed with his parents: "If Jiuchun is not busy, play in Puhai for a few more days, and wait for me to go back together."

Yang Chengyi snorted: "Not busy, Yuanyuan saw so many things in one night." He Peiyuan sat upright, looked at the TV head-up, pressed her palms under her legs and did not testify.

Xiao Shuxia worried: "Say one more sentence, slow down."

Yang Jingxing just said one sentence, and paused for fun: "This man said that I am the most powerful he has ever seen."

Yang Chengyi was also a little dissatisfied: "Other people have a good relationship with you and think highly of you. The chief of the orchestra is the deputy conductor. Are you just this person?"

He Peiyuan was a little funny, she glanced at her boyfriend showing her true colors, Yang Jingxing said confidently, "I'm at home, everyone else is this person or that person." He made his girlfriend take a look again.

Xiao Shuxia watched the people on TV carefully: "...what is the most powerful?"

Yang Jingxing knew what he was asking: "He didn't say anything, and no one else asked." Continue playing.

The picture cuts to the chief wind musician, and the middle-aged man's expression and behavior are very suitable for the dress he is wearing: "Yes, I completely agree with Wilson's point of view. This is the most exciting artistic consensus between us."

The host is not serious: "It sounds like you don't have many..."

Xiao Shuxia yelled: "Pause! Stop!"

The scoundrel was stared at and yelled at, He Peiyuan was happy and smiled.

Yang Jingxing's translation was: "The deputy director said that Yang Jingxing was the best, and the section chief agreed, mainly to take the opportunity to flatter the deputy director."

He Peiyuan's eyes were soft and her voice was soft: "Speak seriously, don't joke."

Yang Jingxing said: "Actually, the flattery was not done well. He said that this is the most correct time for the deputy director."

Yang Chengyi hahaha, Xiao Shuxia looked up to her husband: "What do you mean?"

He Peiyuan also laughed, but still frowned a little, pulled her hand from under her legs and tugged at her boyfriend's sleeve: "That's not what I said, I didn't mean it." The tone was almost pleading.

Yang Chengyi changed into a haha ​​and then explained to his wife: "Yuanyuan said it earlier, they have the greatest consensus."

Xiao Shuxia seemed to understand, nodded and smiled brighter: "Yuanyuan, tell me, you won't listen to Yang Jingxing."

Yang Jingxing drank water and continued playing.

As a result of the program, the host was very frightened by the words of the two chiefs, so he called a pause and wanted to listen to the introduction of the composer by a few Chinese performers, of course they knew better.

First, the Chief Pipa made a speech: "Yang Jingxing is one of the best young composers in China. He has a very high musical talent. He studied with famous teachers and worked very hard. He is gentle, kind, respectful and humble."

On the TV, English subtitles were directly put on when the Chinese performer spoke. The translation was still a little bit meaningless, but Wilson understood it when the screen changed: "Humility, of course, Chinese people are very humble, and I know Yang Jingxing." The most humble Chinese. Let me put it this way, if you, as a classical music lover, do not know who the Chinese Yang Jingxing is today, then you are the American Airlines pilot who did not know Armstrong in the fall of 1969..."

Yang Jingxing couldn't translate anything new. He Peiyuan even told her elders the date of Armstrong's moon landing.After the U.S. deputy director made a fuss, the Chinese sanxian player said something like "I am very glad that the American audience likes Yang Jingxing's works so much." It can be seen that the conversation was cut and the time was really tight. Yes, another female section chief in the US can only say "orethanicansay" about the composer.

Yang Jingxing's translation to his parents was "poor words", and it was shameless to be laughed at by Yang Chengyi.He Peiyuan looked like she wanted to report it: "Why don't you say that?"

Xiao Shuxia was very interested: "How to say?"

He Peiyuan couldn't bear to reject the expectation of the elders, so she could only twitch: "It turns out that there is a song that is orethanicansay in English, and it is sung in Chinese... I love you so hard."

If there is such a thing, Yang Chengyi laughed, Xiao Shuxia laughed and cherished his son's face, Yang Jingxing was confident about his face, He Peiyuan half smiled and half endured.