beauty winner
Chapter 1456
He Peiyuan probably pointed out the direction to Lang Xinyan, then went back to the kitchen to help Yang Jingxing prepare the cups, and took the opportunity to discuss in a low voice, "Do you want to return the gift?"
Yang Jingxing didn't think of it yet: "What?"
He Peiyuan wanted to settle the score: "How much are his two bottles?"
"In the early [-]s, the tea leaves don't know."
He Peiyuan was decisive: "Just take a bottle of red wine, anyway, I can't finish it, so as not to do this again."
Yang Jingxing was pleasantly surprised: "It's great to have a wife, I'll go and see."
He Peiyuan snorted: "Don't worry about it, I'll go up and get it later, and there will be the one from the green vineyard."
Yang Jingxing caught up with the train of thought: "It's suitable..."
Seeing that the host brought three cups of tea and two bottles of fruit juice, Lang Xinyan hurriedly stepped on the trash can to throw the toilet paper, and then asked Yu Jiajia who was reviewing the class with her father: "Mango or guava, which one do you want?"
"It's all right." Yu Jiajia really sat upright: "Thank you, auntie."
He Peiyuan was enthusiastic: "Jiajia is great today, do you want apple and banana flavor?"
Lang Xinyan understood: "She likes mangoes, I'll take this."
Father Yu also thanked him, and smiled bitterly: "I was able to keep up at the beginning, but then I couldn't."
Yang Jingxing said, "Jiajia has been practicing hard for so many years, are you still not convinced?"
Daughter hee hee, Dad Yu really couldn't hold it anymore: "The talk is too jumpy and lively. I have been preparing for the basics over the weekend. I didn't expect it to be like this..."
He Peiyuan has to clarify her responsibilities: "The main reason is that Jiajia has a lot of good ideas for him, and the teacher must also respect the students' views."
Father Yu still didn't dare to offend and nodded: "Yes, sometimes, maybe since she started learning the piano, the former teacher said that her talent is mainly in ideas, so she hits off with Teacher Yu very much."
Yang Jingxing suggested to the students: "Communicate with your parents more. Although your father can't play the piano, many of the emotions they have accumulated in their thirty-odd years of life are more beautiful than music, especially the love for you."
Yu Jiajia nodded vigorously, and her father was also generous: "I often chat with her mother."
He Peiyuan smiled: "Girls are all the same."
Lang Xinyan is proud: "I like to talk with my father."
Yu's father also blamed himself: "I don't have as much time as her father..."
Lang Xinyan enthusiastically encouraged: "Uncle Yu, you are more than the combined salary of my parents!"
Father Yu smiled wryly, let's talk about art: "Today, I felt Teacher Yang's musical wisdom more clearly. I was moved far more than listening to the sonatas. The first and second symphonies were shocking. I am very honored..."
Yang Jingxing called someone: "Jiajia, your father is being polite again."
Yu Jiajia's lips left the mouth of the bottle and sipped lightly: "I think Teacher Yang is a music library, a music amusement park, with what I like to watch and play the most."
Yang Jingxing slapped his hands excitedly: "This is called a compliment. It's different from the bottom of my heart. My heart is full of joy."
He Peiyuan encouraged Qintong again: "Because you are also very good, and you have a good comprehension ability."
Father Yu was still not reconciled: "Teach well, speak well! If every teacher can teach like this, they can reach half the level..."
"Everyone's way is different." Yang Jingxing explained: "I haven't talked to Jiajia for a long time. If we communicate often, we won't talk so much. We must still run independent double-tone octaves."
Father Yu quickly declined: "No, no, once in a while is rare, thank you very much."
Yu Jiajia pretended to remind: "Father is polite."
Lang Xinyan rolled on the sofa and sat up hastily, her thoughts jumped and she asked her partner, "Do you still like Inuyasha?"
Yu Jiajia couldn't take it anymore: "I like it."
The adults are funny, but Father Yu still wants to urge his daughter: "When you go back, you have to watch and think more, and first integrate the key points that Teacher Yang said today, but don't ignore the secondary points that the teacher said, that is the next step. Target."
He Peiyuan nodded: "You must have your own system for learning. Everyone is different. I think some of his suggestions are reasonable. Schumann's violin music is worth listening to..."
Father Yu nodded: "That's right, her mother and I have to do our homework again, and we have to study more and think more. I also took a lesson today, so I realized that the thought of a performer is more important than the emotion of music."
Yu Jiajia was embarrassed: "I'm not a performer."
He Peiyuan encouraged: "Everyone is, as long as you get happiness from playing, you are a performer."
Yang Jingxing nodded: "Aunt Yuanyuan is right, she is also a pianist."
He Peiyuan clenched her fists and held back, just glanced at the rascal.
Father Yu didn't smile: "Miss He must be the one who feels the most deeply."
He Peiyuan: "It's okay."
Yang Jingxing took another sip of tea and ignored others: "Have you had a good rest? Continue to communicate."
Yu Jiajia will also dance: "I want to play another piece of my own thoughts."
Yang Jingxing also said, "Thank you for sharing."
Lang Xinyan was positive about her performance in the first half: "Can I sit closer?"
However, the second half was more technically focused. The girl was ten years old after all, He Peiyuan's shoulders were as high as that of He Peiyuan, not to mention that his father was watching from the side, and it was not good for Yang Jingxing to keep inquiring about other people's thoughts and feelings.People are all happy, angry, sad, and happy. Yang Jingxing suggested a lot to demonstrate the various shades of colors in various tunes, and it can be seen that Qin Tong can accept a lot.But in this way, Teacher Yang became very verbose, and seemed to be showing off a bit, showing off with elementary school students.But it's hard to be a parent now, and Father Yu has to sit up and listen attentively the whole time.
Teacher Yang's summary was relatively detailed and took a long time, He Peiyuan couldn't bear to listen to it and went out lightly.The primary school student and the cameraman continued to persevere, but they were also a little restless.
After his girlfriend poked her head again, Yang Jingxing finally had enough of his addiction: "Okay, I'll stop here today, thank you for your hard work."
Yu Jiajia quickly stood up and bowed deeply: "Thank you, teacher."
Father Yu shook his daughter's shoulder again: "This is the real master class, what is a master... Thank you, thank you so much."
Yang Jingxing smiled: "Thank you parents for your affirmation. We won't chat today, and we will go to school tomorrow."
Father Yu hurriedly put away the equipment: "Thank you, Mr. Yang, Jiajia."
Yang Jingxing wrinkled his eyebrows and waved his hands to try to bring bad children, Yu Jiajia giggled.Lang Xinyan seemed too sleepy to laugh. After all, it was 09:30, but seeing her playmate put down the keyboard cover and adjusting the stool, she still knelt down to help twist a few times.
"Jiajia doesn't need to do it." He Peiyuan still coaxed the child: "Remember to take the juice if you haven't finished drinking it."
Yang Jingxing helped to accept the tripod: "This one is about [-] to [-]."
Father Yu smiled: "The company's second-hand, but basically never used, I took it for [-]."
He Peiyuan still couldn't help it: "Did Jiajia play with Wang Shilei at school?"
Yu Jiajia was not surprised that Auntie knew her classmate, and nodded: "Sometimes she plays, she is more introverted."
Yu's father felt a little regretful: "Her mother went to the parents' meeting, but the parent group praised this child for his beautiful handwriting, and the head teacher helped the students build confidence more."
He Peiyuan said to the adults: "He was very impressed. If the students have any difficulties, they want to help, or have the opportunity to provide some support, but they don't want to be too direct." In fact, it was her, Yang Jingxing was not so kind. .
Yu's father slowed down the speed of cable management and estimated: "I'll ask her mother to help and ask the teacher... The obvious difficulties are nothing, but it's a single-parent family. There are five or six single-parent families in the class. We can only go to one if there are activities. In fact, I don’t think it’s necessary, and children should be able to accept it.”
Men are hard-hearted, so He Peiyuan glanced at the scoundrel and said nothing.
After collecting the things, I left. The elementary school students brought their unfinished drinks. Yu Jiajia thanked them again, and the parents said their hard work: "You guys also go to bed earlier."
Teacher Yang is not easy: "Send her home."
Oh, parents, primary school students, hurry up.
In fact, Yang Jingxing saw the wine on the partition of the entrance without He Peiyuan poking it, and brought it over: "Jiajia help Dad hold it."
If it wasn't too late, Father Yu doesn't seem to be such an easy-going person to compromise, so let's take it.After a few words of politeness at the door, He Peiyuan encouraged Yu Jiajia again.
Lang Xinyan was listless and depressed, but she still did not forget to ask: "What about me?"
"Good!" Yu's father admired: "It's not easy, I told your father, first-class special praise."
Lang Xinyan wanted to ask the teacher: "Then can I still come?"
Yang Jingxing laughed: "Come again? Don't you feel bored?"
Lang Xinyan was also very strong, she no longer nodded and shook her head and fell asleep: "I am willing, I like to listen."
Yang Jingxing nodded: "Okay, I will ask Jiajia to invite you next time."
Lang Xinyan was also polite: "Thank you."
There is nothing to say after closing the door, so go inside and pick up your things and go.He Peiyuan praised Yu Jiajia for being unexpected, and Yang Jingxing must have been surprised too.It's very strange. If He Peiyuan wants to live a better life, shouldn't people mature later? The children of the poor are the ones who start their families early.
Yang Jingxing thinks it is multi-faceted, Yu Jiajia's maturity is only in a small aspect, music comprehension is really good, maybe he can take the creative route in the future, but of course he can't give such advice to parents.
He Peiyuan feels happy for the children now. Although her parents had strict requirements at that time, they did not have all-round companionship like Jiajia's parents, and more importantly, emotional respect.
Yang Jingxing was relieved that this should be the case, that one generation should be better than the previous generation, and being surpassed by the next generation is the credit and honor of the previous generation.
Although He Peiyuan thinks it makes sense, she reminds her boyfriend not to preach outside, because it will make people feel very insincere to say it from his mouth. For example, if a very beautiful actress publicly expresses the hope that there will be a new generation who is more beautiful than her, Still have to be scolded to death?
Before 10:30, I arrived at Pugang No. [-] Village. The elders were very happy that their daughter had finally returned home, but they became serious when they heard that a friend gave He Peiyuan a gift in the big bag. You should take a good look at it.
The most valuable one should be the Cordyceps. Although there are only about two hundred roots in two boxes, they are all in good condition and big. In today’s market, it costs two to thirty thousand, and there are so many antlers...
Fan Yali was more nagging than her daughter, and Yang Jingxing really couldn't bear it any longer: "Don't blame Yuanyuan, it's the same as sending her off to me, and it's hard for Yuanyuan to refuse after they say that."
He Weidong nodded silently, and He Peiyuan was unhappy: "Who is like you?"
But after sending her boyfriend downstairs, He Peiyuan let go of the previous suspicions, and she hasn't had a good kiss today.It was so close that he had to say goodbye, and He Peiyuan remembered: "My husband, why are you being so nice to Yu Jiajia?"
Yang Jingxing didn't think: "Is it good?"
He Peiyuan pouted, and then hugged: "Thank you husband, thank you husband for going out with me, thank you husband for cooking for me."
Yang Jingxing made a fool of himself: "I know what you're thinking, don't hide it."
He Peiyuan didn't do it anymore, she was pulling people.
Yang Jingxing still needs to go to the recording department. A well-known singer raided the studio on the weekend. Fu Feirong happened to be resting for two days, and will start work at [-] o'clock tonight.
Yang Jingxing also made a surprise inspection, yo, not only musicians, singers and producers were there, Huang Qingchi also brought Qingxi and Zuo Wenhai, she, the music editor, took herself very seriously.However, it is not easy for Mr. Yang to get angry on the spot, so let's continue with a nod.
I found that today [-] is basically listening in and not expressing music opinions. The producers will do their best, the musicians and sound engineers will also do their best, and even the website editors will express their opinions.
But why does Qingxi, a small music editor, also set up the score?Also sit there and pretend to be independent, want to be equal to the boss?I still glance at it from time to time, who is sitting more temperamentally than anyone else?
"Panpan has tempered herself during this time, it's good." Yang Jingxing stood up, "I'm going to have a meeting tomorrow, so Qianchi will come out for a while."
As soon as the boss said that there is no special need not to bring colleagues to the recording studio in the future, Huang Qianchi frowned unhappy: "Today is only the second time, I want everyone to take turns to experience it, this is the place where you can feel the weight of talent the most, often The teacher agrees."
Is Teacher Chang older than himself?Yang Jingxing only dared to nod: "Try to keep the number of people as small as possible, it's not suitable now, and there will be many opportunities in the future."
On Tuesday, Yang Jingxing went out at seven o'clock in the morning after being so busy, what was he doing?Pick up Zhao Yiyi and send her to kindergarten.Zhao Yiyi remembered that this was the first time his uncle sent him to the kindergarten, reminding him to say hello to the security uncle later, and good morning to the teacher, and also, grandma didn’t want you after she got angry with you the day after school was over early Yes, but today I won't let you know that she is angry or no longer angry.
Yang Jingxing was very frightened: "Did grandma say that I did something wrong?"
Grandma didn't say anything, but Zhao Yiyi has developed a good habit of thinking back and analyzing what he did wrong, and he can also help uncle, did you steal snacks?Did you take something and not put it back?
Not only the security guards and teachers of the kindergarten knew Yang Jingxing, but also the nurses in the nursing home warmly welcomed him: "Here you are, no wonder you have to get a haircut in the morning."
Nursing was just to say hello, and the food in Ding Sangpeng's room was ready, but the old man was still reading at the table, and Yang Jingxing had to carefully support him to walk up to ten steps to the small dining table and sit down slowly.He Peiyuan also gave a little help, and explained to the old man that she was actually going to visit her home this weekend, but Pingjing called. It's okay to start work one day earlier and end work the next day.
At Ding Sangpeng's age and status, he doesn't feel so vulgar and shallow in his heart. He Peiyuan said that he likes this kind of light food very much, and he was very happy. Qing Nuo also likes to eat this dish."
False masters like Yang Jingxing have ugly people on their faces, but He Peiyuan, who can already be called an artist, is still gentle: "The frying is quite good, and your restaurant's tastes better."
Ding Sangpeng was happy: "It's better than at home."
He Peiyuan happily helped the old man serve soup: "You just need to have a good appetite."
Ding Sangpeng was concerned: "Is [-] busy now?"
"It's okay." He Peiyuan reported the situation, and the point is that everyone is still creating with Liu Simman's brilliance, and that's it.
The old man really sighed when he heard about the misfortune of young people. Liu Simman is an excellent erhu player. Everyone should care about her and colleagues should love each other.Ding Sangpeng was probably still gossiping under the banner of national treasure: "Is Qi Qingnuo okay?"
How did He Peiyuan answer: "...she is fine now, I told her you missed her."
Ding Sangpeng said politely, "No need, everything is fine."
He Peiyuan was very concerned: "I'll bring a message and tell her to come and see you."
Ding Sangpeng blinked: "No need..."
Yang Jingxing couldn't pretend to be dumb: "When the weather is fine, go to the National Orchestra to bask in the sun."
"No trouble, I'm glad you're all well." Master Ding is a man after all: "Qi Qingnuokeng doesn't think it's convenient to come and see me."
He Peiyuan was surprised: "No, don't worry."
Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No, don't worry about it..."
This old man Ding almost died and gave birth. If Yang Jingxing had to catch a plane tomorrow morning, or if He Peiyuan's period was only two days away, this matter would not be so simple.
It's hard for He Peiyuan, really to send a message to Qi Qingnuo?Do not pass?pass?Do not pass?what should I do! ?Hmph, I'm never going to see the old man again, I'm so pissed off!
Yang Jingxing didn't think of it yet: "What?"
He Peiyuan wanted to settle the score: "How much are his two bottles?"
"In the early [-]s, the tea leaves don't know."
He Peiyuan was decisive: "Just take a bottle of red wine, anyway, I can't finish it, so as not to do this again."
Yang Jingxing was pleasantly surprised: "It's great to have a wife, I'll go and see."
He Peiyuan snorted: "Don't worry about it, I'll go up and get it later, and there will be the one from the green vineyard."
Yang Jingxing caught up with the train of thought: "It's suitable..."
Seeing that the host brought three cups of tea and two bottles of fruit juice, Lang Xinyan hurriedly stepped on the trash can to throw the toilet paper, and then asked Yu Jiajia who was reviewing the class with her father: "Mango or guava, which one do you want?"
"It's all right." Yu Jiajia really sat upright: "Thank you, auntie."
He Peiyuan was enthusiastic: "Jiajia is great today, do you want apple and banana flavor?"
Lang Xinyan understood: "She likes mangoes, I'll take this."
Father Yu also thanked him, and smiled bitterly: "I was able to keep up at the beginning, but then I couldn't."
Yang Jingxing said, "Jiajia has been practicing hard for so many years, are you still not convinced?"
Daughter hee hee, Dad Yu really couldn't hold it anymore: "The talk is too jumpy and lively. I have been preparing for the basics over the weekend. I didn't expect it to be like this..."
He Peiyuan has to clarify her responsibilities: "The main reason is that Jiajia has a lot of good ideas for him, and the teacher must also respect the students' views."
Father Yu still didn't dare to offend and nodded: "Yes, sometimes, maybe since she started learning the piano, the former teacher said that her talent is mainly in ideas, so she hits off with Teacher Yu very much."
Yang Jingxing suggested to the students: "Communicate with your parents more. Although your father can't play the piano, many of the emotions they have accumulated in their thirty-odd years of life are more beautiful than music, especially the love for you."
Yu Jiajia nodded vigorously, and her father was also generous: "I often chat with her mother."
He Peiyuan smiled: "Girls are all the same."
Lang Xinyan is proud: "I like to talk with my father."
Yu's father also blamed himself: "I don't have as much time as her father..."
Lang Xinyan enthusiastically encouraged: "Uncle Yu, you are more than the combined salary of my parents!"
Father Yu smiled wryly, let's talk about art: "Today, I felt Teacher Yang's musical wisdom more clearly. I was moved far more than listening to the sonatas. The first and second symphonies were shocking. I am very honored..."
Yang Jingxing called someone: "Jiajia, your father is being polite again."
Yu Jiajia's lips left the mouth of the bottle and sipped lightly: "I think Teacher Yang is a music library, a music amusement park, with what I like to watch and play the most."
Yang Jingxing slapped his hands excitedly: "This is called a compliment. It's different from the bottom of my heart. My heart is full of joy."
He Peiyuan encouraged Qintong again: "Because you are also very good, and you have a good comprehension ability."
Father Yu was still not reconciled: "Teach well, speak well! If every teacher can teach like this, they can reach half the level..."
"Everyone's way is different." Yang Jingxing explained: "I haven't talked to Jiajia for a long time. If we communicate often, we won't talk so much. We must still run independent double-tone octaves."
Father Yu quickly declined: "No, no, once in a while is rare, thank you very much."
Yu Jiajia pretended to remind: "Father is polite."
Lang Xinyan rolled on the sofa and sat up hastily, her thoughts jumped and she asked her partner, "Do you still like Inuyasha?"
Yu Jiajia couldn't take it anymore: "I like it."
The adults are funny, but Father Yu still wants to urge his daughter: "When you go back, you have to watch and think more, and first integrate the key points that Teacher Yang said today, but don't ignore the secondary points that the teacher said, that is the next step. Target."
He Peiyuan nodded: "You must have your own system for learning. Everyone is different. I think some of his suggestions are reasonable. Schumann's violin music is worth listening to..."
Father Yu nodded: "That's right, her mother and I have to do our homework again, and we have to study more and think more. I also took a lesson today, so I realized that the thought of a performer is more important than the emotion of music."
Yu Jiajia was embarrassed: "I'm not a performer."
He Peiyuan encouraged: "Everyone is, as long as you get happiness from playing, you are a performer."
Yang Jingxing nodded: "Aunt Yuanyuan is right, she is also a pianist."
He Peiyuan clenched her fists and held back, just glanced at the rascal.
Father Yu didn't smile: "Miss He must be the one who feels the most deeply."
He Peiyuan: "It's okay."
Yang Jingxing took another sip of tea and ignored others: "Have you had a good rest? Continue to communicate."
Yu Jiajia will also dance: "I want to play another piece of my own thoughts."
Yang Jingxing also said, "Thank you for sharing."
Lang Xinyan was positive about her performance in the first half: "Can I sit closer?"
However, the second half was more technically focused. The girl was ten years old after all, He Peiyuan's shoulders were as high as that of He Peiyuan, not to mention that his father was watching from the side, and it was not good for Yang Jingxing to keep inquiring about other people's thoughts and feelings.People are all happy, angry, sad, and happy. Yang Jingxing suggested a lot to demonstrate the various shades of colors in various tunes, and it can be seen that Qin Tong can accept a lot.But in this way, Teacher Yang became very verbose, and seemed to be showing off a bit, showing off with elementary school students.But it's hard to be a parent now, and Father Yu has to sit up and listen attentively the whole time.
Teacher Yang's summary was relatively detailed and took a long time, He Peiyuan couldn't bear to listen to it and went out lightly.The primary school student and the cameraman continued to persevere, but they were also a little restless.
After his girlfriend poked her head again, Yang Jingxing finally had enough of his addiction: "Okay, I'll stop here today, thank you for your hard work."
Yu Jiajia quickly stood up and bowed deeply: "Thank you, teacher."
Father Yu shook his daughter's shoulder again: "This is the real master class, what is a master... Thank you, thank you so much."
Yang Jingxing smiled: "Thank you parents for your affirmation. We won't chat today, and we will go to school tomorrow."
Father Yu hurriedly put away the equipment: "Thank you, Mr. Yang, Jiajia."
Yang Jingxing wrinkled his eyebrows and waved his hands to try to bring bad children, Yu Jiajia giggled.Lang Xinyan seemed too sleepy to laugh. After all, it was 09:30, but seeing her playmate put down the keyboard cover and adjusting the stool, she still knelt down to help twist a few times.
"Jiajia doesn't need to do it." He Peiyuan still coaxed the child: "Remember to take the juice if you haven't finished drinking it."
Yang Jingxing helped to accept the tripod: "This one is about [-] to [-]."
Father Yu smiled: "The company's second-hand, but basically never used, I took it for [-]."
He Peiyuan still couldn't help it: "Did Jiajia play with Wang Shilei at school?"
Yu Jiajia was not surprised that Auntie knew her classmate, and nodded: "Sometimes she plays, she is more introverted."
Yu's father felt a little regretful: "Her mother went to the parents' meeting, but the parent group praised this child for his beautiful handwriting, and the head teacher helped the students build confidence more."
He Peiyuan said to the adults: "He was very impressed. If the students have any difficulties, they want to help, or have the opportunity to provide some support, but they don't want to be too direct." In fact, it was her, Yang Jingxing was not so kind. .
Yu's father slowed down the speed of cable management and estimated: "I'll ask her mother to help and ask the teacher... The obvious difficulties are nothing, but it's a single-parent family. There are five or six single-parent families in the class. We can only go to one if there are activities. In fact, I don’t think it’s necessary, and children should be able to accept it.”
Men are hard-hearted, so He Peiyuan glanced at the scoundrel and said nothing.
After collecting the things, I left. The elementary school students brought their unfinished drinks. Yu Jiajia thanked them again, and the parents said their hard work: "You guys also go to bed earlier."
Teacher Yang is not easy: "Send her home."
Oh, parents, primary school students, hurry up.
In fact, Yang Jingxing saw the wine on the partition of the entrance without He Peiyuan poking it, and brought it over: "Jiajia help Dad hold it."
If it wasn't too late, Father Yu doesn't seem to be such an easy-going person to compromise, so let's take it.After a few words of politeness at the door, He Peiyuan encouraged Yu Jiajia again.
Lang Xinyan was listless and depressed, but she still did not forget to ask: "What about me?"
"Good!" Yu's father admired: "It's not easy, I told your father, first-class special praise."
Lang Xinyan wanted to ask the teacher: "Then can I still come?"
Yang Jingxing laughed: "Come again? Don't you feel bored?"
Lang Xinyan was also very strong, she no longer nodded and shook her head and fell asleep: "I am willing, I like to listen."
Yang Jingxing nodded: "Okay, I will ask Jiajia to invite you next time."
Lang Xinyan was also polite: "Thank you."
There is nothing to say after closing the door, so go inside and pick up your things and go.He Peiyuan praised Yu Jiajia for being unexpected, and Yang Jingxing must have been surprised too.It's very strange. If He Peiyuan wants to live a better life, shouldn't people mature later? The children of the poor are the ones who start their families early.
Yang Jingxing thinks it is multi-faceted, Yu Jiajia's maturity is only in a small aspect, music comprehension is really good, maybe he can take the creative route in the future, but of course he can't give such advice to parents.
He Peiyuan feels happy for the children now. Although her parents had strict requirements at that time, they did not have all-round companionship like Jiajia's parents, and more importantly, emotional respect.
Yang Jingxing was relieved that this should be the case, that one generation should be better than the previous generation, and being surpassed by the next generation is the credit and honor of the previous generation.
Although He Peiyuan thinks it makes sense, she reminds her boyfriend not to preach outside, because it will make people feel very insincere to say it from his mouth. For example, if a very beautiful actress publicly expresses the hope that there will be a new generation who is more beautiful than her, Still have to be scolded to death?
Before 10:30, I arrived at Pugang No. [-] Village. The elders were very happy that their daughter had finally returned home, but they became serious when they heard that a friend gave He Peiyuan a gift in the big bag. You should take a good look at it.
The most valuable one should be the Cordyceps. Although there are only about two hundred roots in two boxes, they are all in good condition and big. In today’s market, it costs two to thirty thousand, and there are so many antlers...
Fan Yali was more nagging than her daughter, and Yang Jingxing really couldn't bear it any longer: "Don't blame Yuanyuan, it's the same as sending her off to me, and it's hard for Yuanyuan to refuse after they say that."
He Weidong nodded silently, and He Peiyuan was unhappy: "Who is like you?"
But after sending her boyfriend downstairs, He Peiyuan let go of the previous suspicions, and she hasn't had a good kiss today.It was so close that he had to say goodbye, and He Peiyuan remembered: "My husband, why are you being so nice to Yu Jiajia?"
Yang Jingxing didn't think: "Is it good?"
He Peiyuan pouted, and then hugged: "Thank you husband, thank you husband for going out with me, thank you husband for cooking for me."
Yang Jingxing made a fool of himself: "I know what you're thinking, don't hide it."
He Peiyuan didn't do it anymore, she was pulling people.
Yang Jingxing still needs to go to the recording department. A well-known singer raided the studio on the weekend. Fu Feirong happened to be resting for two days, and will start work at [-] o'clock tonight.
Yang Jingxing also made a surprise inspection, yo, not only musicians, singers and producers were there, Huang Qingchi also brought Qingxi and Zuo Wenhai, she, the music editor, took herself very seriously.However, it is not easy for Mr. Yang to get angry on the spot, so let's continue with a nod.
I found that today [-] is basically listening in and not expressing music opinions. The producers will do their best, the musicians and sound engineers will also do their best, and even the website editors will express their opinions.
But why does Qingxi, a small music editor, also set up the score?Also sit there and pretend to be independent, want to be equal to the boss?I still glance at it from time to time, who is sitting more temperamentally than anyone else?
"Panpan has tempered herself during this time, it's good." Yang Jingxing stood up, "I'm going to have a meeting tomorrow, so Qianchi will come out for a while."
As soon as the boss said that there is no special need not to bring colleagues to the recording studio in the future, Huang Qianchi frowned unhappy: "Today is only the second time, I want everyone to take turns to experience it, this is the place where you can feel the weight of talent the most, often The teacher agrees."
Is Teacher Chang older than himself?Yang Jingxing only dared to nod: "Try to keep the number of people as small as possible, it's not suitable now, and there will be many opportunities in the future."
On Tuesday, Yang Jingxing went out at seven o'clock in the morning after being so busy, what was he doing?Pick up Zhao Yiyi and send her to kindergarten.Zhao Yiyi remembered that this was the first time his uncle sent him to the kindergarten, reminding him to say hello to the security uncle later, and good morning to the teacher, and also, grandma didn’t want you after she got angry with you the day after school was over early Yes, but today I won't let you know that she is angry or no longer angry.
Yang Jingxing was very frightened: "Did grandma say that I did something wrong?"
Grandma didn't say anything, but Zhao Yiyi has developed a good habit of thinking back and analyzing what he did wrong, and he can also help uncle, did you steal snacks?Did you take something and not put it back?
Not only the security guards and teachers of the kindergarten knew Yang Jingxing, but also the nurses in the nursing home warmly welcomed him: "Here you are, no wonder you have to get a haircut in the morning."
Nursing was just to say hello, and the food in Ding Sangpeng's room was ready, but the old man was still reading at the table, and Yang Jingxing had to carefully support him to walk up to ten steps to the small dining table and sit down slowly.He Peiyuan also gave a little help, and explained to the old man that she was actually going to visit her home this weekend, but Pingjing called. It's okay to start work one day earlier and end work the next day.
At Ding Sangpeng's age and status, he doesn't feel so vulgar and shallow in his heart. He Peiyuan said that he likes this kind of light food very much, and he was very happy. Qing Nuo also likes to eat this dish."
False masters like Yang Jingxing have ugly people on their faces, but He Peiyuan, who can already be called an artist, is still gentle: "The frying is quite good, and your restaurant's tastes better."
Ding Sangpeng was happy: "It's better than at home."
He Peiyuan happily helped the old man serve soup: "You just need to have a good appetite."
Ding Sangpeng was concerned: "Is [-] busy now?"
"It's okay." He Peiyuan reported the situation, and the point is that everyone is still creating with Liu Simman's brilliance, and that's it.
The old man really sighed when he heard about the misfortune of young people. Liu Simman is an excellent erhu player. Everyone should care about her and colleagues should love each other.Ding Sangpeng was probably still gossiping under the banner of national treasure: "Is Qi Qingnuo okay?"
How did He Peiyuan answer: "...she is fine now, I told her you missed her."
Ding Sangpeng said politely, "No need, everything is fine."
He Peiyuan was very concerned: "I'll bring a message and tell her to come and see you."
Ding Sangpeng blinked: "No need..."
Yang Jingxing couldn't pretend to be dumb: "When the weather is fine, go to the National Orchestra to bask in the sun."
"No trouble, I'm glad you're all well." Master Ding is a man after all: "Qi Qingnuokeng doesn't think it's convenient to come and see me."
He Peiyuan was surprised: "No, don't worry."
Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No, don't worry about it..."
This old man Ding almost died and gave birth. If Yang Jingxing had to catch a plane tomorrow morning, or if He Peiyuan's period was only two days away, this matter would not be so simple.
It's hard for He Peiyuan, really to send a message to Qi Qingnuo?Do not pass?pass?Do not pass?what should I do! ?Hmph, I'm never going to see the old man again, I'm so pissed off!
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