beauty winner

At 08:30 on Saturday morning, Yang Jingxing and [-] gathered at the Chinese Orchestra.In addition to the well-dressed girls, the orchestra was well prepared, a pair of high-end four treasures of the study, a pennant praising Ding Sangpeng Yide's greatness, a large bouquet of flowers, and several large and small packaged boxes.

After the head of the group lectured for a while, Yang Jingxing followed Wu Qiuning and [-] onto the bus, Wen Fujiang and Lu Baiyong had a special car, and there was no one else.

The sun was already dazzling outside, the girls all chose a row of seats to avoid the sun, Yang Jingxing had the cheek to accompany Qi Qingnuo to sit in the two seats behind Wu Qiuning.

The bus is clean and comfortable, but some girls feel that the air conditioner is too cold.The driver adjusted it quickly, and opened the sunroof to ease it up, and then asked [-] how it felt.

There was not too much noise in the car along the way. The girls shared with each other their understanding of Ding Sangpeng's achievements. It seems that they have done a lot of homework.

The journey was nearly an hour away, and Ding Sangpeng's home was more in the suburbs. It was a townhouse, but the appearance of the three-story building was not so luxurious, and the surrounding environment was relatively ordinary.

Ding Sangpeng's home seemed not very well prepared, only six people welcomed the Chinese orchestra.Two young people took over the silk banner presented by Wen Fujiang and Lu Baiyong, and Ding Sangpeng welcomed everyone in good spirits.

The flowers were presented by Qi Qingnuo, and she smiled brightly: "I wish you good health and a good smile."

Ding Sangpeng happily shook hands with Qi Qingnuo to thank him, and someone took the flowers.

Then there was Yang Jingxing, he said truthfully: "This is given to you by the orchestra, I will help you bring it here. I also wish you good health and a good smile."

Next is Liu Siman...

The overall elegant living room is very spacious, and it is more than enough for nearly twenty guests to sit on the sofa chairs.Ding Sangpeng's grandson and granddaughter are also in their 40s and [-]s. They prepare tea more diligently than the nanny and invite everyone to eat fruit snacks.

Wen Fujiang was very envious of Ding Sangpeng's calligraphy and paintings, flowers and plants, as well as the surrounding environment, and said that it is no wonder the old man can live so long.[-] also echoed the group leader's words, both of which showed the cultivation of a folk music artist.

Gao Pianpian is considered qualified to comment on those calligraphy and paintings, and seems to comment professionally that the old man's writing is very good.Wen Fujiang introduced Gao Pianpian to Ding Sangpeng again, which made the old man very happy and praised Gao Pianpian's grandfather.

After the formalities were over, Ding Sangpeng chatted with [-] accompanied by Wen Fujiang and Lu Baiyong.He cared about every girl kindly and carefully, how old are they?What hobbies do you usually have?What ideal?Are you happy at work...

In the end it was Yang Jingxing's turn, Ding Sangpeng called him: "You move the chair over here."

Yang Jingxing carried the high-backed chair over and sat in front of Ding Sangpeng's sofa, looking so abrupt.

Ding Sangpeng asked: "Have you participated in any activities recently?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Just watch their performance, nothing more."

Ding Sangpeng nodded: "Don't let yourself be too busy, you won't have time to create."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I remember."

Ding Sangpeng asked again: "When creating, do you have any habits?"

Yang Jingxing thought for a while and said, "I like to be quiet."

Ding Sangpeng asked: "Do you take notes? Do you write down your experience?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I have some notes, but no experience."

Ding Sangpeng blamed: "That won't work, you have to write. Just like a diary, it can temper yourself and stimulate your emotions and creativity."

Yang Jingxing nodded with everyone.

Ding Sangpeng said: "I have always had this habit for decades."

Yang Jingxing was nervous: "When did you start? Is there still time for me?"

Ding Sangpeng laughed with everyone: "Of course there is time. If you stick to it, you will feel the effect... Wenzhi, bring me my box."

The 60-year-old son got up to go, and the grandson followed to help.The so-called suitcases were on the side cabinets, plastic boxes with sealed lids, about the size of a small suitcase, but much thicker.A group of people stared closely, and they could see through the translucent plastic that it was full of neat books and stacks of paper, but they were obviously old.

The box was placed on the coffee table behind Yang Jingxing, and he also looked at it.

Ding Sangpeng said: "This is something I have accumulated from decades of music work. If you take it back and read it, it will be helpful to some extent."

The old man was putting it lightly, but the guests were visibly shocked.

Yang Jingxing rubbed his knees: "Old Ding...I don't dare to be...although I really want to see it."

No one laughed, and Ding Sangpeng was also modest: "It's a messy thing, you should be able to understand it, if you don't understand it, you can ask me...you open it."

Yang Jingxing solemnly lifted the cover, greeted with the smell of insect repellant, and took out the topmost big notebook with both hands, judging from the texture and color, it was quite old.

Ding Sangpeng said: "Give me, this book. I did some sorting out myself. I originally wanted to write a book, but found that some things are too difficult to explain clearly, and I don't want to be too wordy...Qi Qingnuo, come here too."

When Qi Qingnuo and Yang Jingxing sat in front of him, Ding Sangpeng continued to explain: "I have numbered everything inside, you can correspond to it from here... Take out that green book, below."

Qi Qingnuo and Yang Jingxing worked together carefully, and took out a notebook with a hard plastic cover. Looking at the plastic shell and pattern, it looked like an antique.

Lu Baiyong spoke: "This is something from the 70s and [-]s, haven't you seen it?"

Wen Fujiang sighed: "It's too nostalgic, Head Qi, you should cherish it."

Qi Qingnuo said, "I've seen it before. Our family has this kind."

Ding Sangpeng didn't care about these things, and opened the book: "This is when I started composing the Fourth Symphony. My wife sold it to me. At that time, her health was not good...Look, in [-], when you They're still kids."

Both Wen Fujiang and Lu Baiyong laughed, as if they were a bit childish, don't forget about bitterness and sweetness.

The Fourth Symphony was Ding Sangpeng's last symphonic work, and it did not spread.

On the title page together with Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo, it reads from top to bottom in beautiful and beautiful fonts: I sincerely wish you to use your talents, wisdom, and perseverance to make further contributions to the cause of revolutionary music.Wife: Wen Huizhen.The third day of the twelfth lunar month in [-].

After reading it with Ding Sangpeng for a while, Qi Qingnuo said: "This page is enough for us to learn till we grow old."

Yang Jingxing nodded in agreement.

Ding Sangpeng said: "In these, I only describe work and study, which are separated from personal life...although they are inseparable."

Qi Qingnuo and Yang Jingxing got up in a tacit understanding, and stood on both sides of Ding Sangpeng, watching the old man turn the next page.

Judging from this page, Ding Sangpeng is actually very organized and rigorous. He first recorded the creation background of the work, which has a sincere background of the times and personal life background, and it seems relatively independent.

Ding Sangpeng said: "These contents are nothing right now, just read them if you are interested in the future." Then he turned to the next page.

Now it’s time to get down to business, Ding Sangpeng explained: “Even if it’s just a motive, it needs to be deliberated over and over again…”

Next, Ding Sangpeng taught Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo how to read his work notes, and the others were almost ignored, but fortunately, this process only lasted about ten minutes.

Ding Sangpeng closed the notebook and said to Yang Jingxing, "Take it back and read it when you have time."

Yang Jingxing took the notebook with both hands, sincerely: "Thank you, we will not let you down."

Wen Fujiang came forward, thanked Ding Sangpeng for Yang Jingxing and [-], and seemed to be very sincere and even moved to highly praise the great feelings of old art.

There is nothing new about it, the old, the middle-aged and the young chat happily. Ding Sangpeng doesn't put too much pressure on the young people, and it seems that he likes to chat.

When it was nearly twelve o'clock, Ding Sangpeng finally delivered bad news: "I won't keep you guys for dinner."

Everyone was not disappointed, they all smiled and seemed to understand, while Wen Fujiang said that today he made a special trip to treat Mr. Ding to dinner.But Ding Sangpeng didn't give face. Although everyone said that he was not old at all, let alone troublesome, he still refused to go out.

Lu Baiyong seemed to understand Ding Sangpeng, so he discussed with Wen Fujiang whether to leave.

Wen Fujiang continued to say some words of blessing before giving the young man a chance: "Chief Qi, you and Yang Jingxing should also say a few words to Elder Ding."

Qi Qingnuo and Yang Jingxing thanked and wished together, and Yang Jingxing even snatched the leader's words: "I wish you a happy family, thank you, they are actually my elders."

After that, despite everyone's unanimous dissuasion, Ding Sangpeng got up and sent the guests out of the house.

Ding Sangpeng's son could be Yang Jingxing's grandfather, but he talked to Yang Jingxing like a friend: "Jing Xing, come and see Dad when you have time, and chat with him."

Ding Sangpeng said: "No, don't waste time, your time is precious."

Yang Jingxing, who was holding a big box, said: "Then I should learn more from you."

Ding Sangpeng nodded and smiled again.

Seeing each other step by step and getting into the car, Yang Jingxing put down the box pretending to be studious, eagerly opened it, and began to flip through the stacks one by one, even Qi Qingnuo could do it, while the other girls and even Wu Qiuning only dared to watch.

The driver joked, "What a good thing, such a big box?"

Wu Qiuning hehe: "It's a good thing for them, we don't understand."

Chai Litian looked at the densely annotated and revised score manuscript in Yang Jingxing's hand and sighed: "They were so serious back then."

Yu Feifei said: "This is the secret book of martial arts. It's my uncle who wants to improve his martial arts greatly."

Qi Qingnuo found another book with Wen Huizhen's handwriting, and showed it to Yang Jingxing: I wish you a safe journey and return with a reputation. Wen Zhi and I are proud of you.[-].

Let’s all share and lament the love at that time. This Wu Qiuning has a little right to speak, saying that times are different and everything is different.

Wen Fujiang called Qi Qingnuo and said that it was already this time, should he go back to the orchestra and settle the lunch together.Qi Qingnuo said there was no need to bother, and everyone just went back to school.

Wu Qiuning got out of the car halfway, and the driver took Yang Jingxing and [-] back to school.I'm familiar with it, and when I got off the bus on the third floor, I thanked them one after another, making the driver laugh until his beer belly trembled.

The cafeteria must be hopeless, Wang Rui was surprised: "Uncle, you don't treat me?"

Yang Jingxing said: "At night, roast the whole lamb, if you have time, join us."

No one responded, Liu Simman also said to Qi Qingnuo: "Although I really want to eat, I won't bother you."

Qi Qingnuo said: "Fuli, he has gained so much, and won't he get any blood?"

Yang Jingxing said: "There are more people to finish the meal, and there are Yu Xinting and the others."

He Peiyuan was pleasantly surprised: "Really? Where are you going?"

Cai Feixuan complained: "Today? I have something to do tonight!"

But lunch still has to be eaten, so Qi Qingnuo treats guests, besides those who are going home or going on a date, there are eight people who go to old places that they haven't visited for a long time.

Where is Yang Jingxing's large box of cheat books, put them in the North Building?Don't worry.

Qi Qingnuo suggested: "Put it in the car and take it home at night."

Yu Feifei was worried: "Is the boss not watching?"

Wang Rui snorted coldly: "I want you to worry about it."

After lunch, everyone went to do their own business.Qi Qingnuo originally wanted to escort Yang Jingxing to bring the cheats home, but Yang Jingxing was even more worried about her safety, so he only wanted the two of them to go to the North Tower to kill time, anyway, Qi Qingnuo would go to cheer Peng Yiwei and his team for their basketball game later on.

When going upstairs, Yang Jingxing heard Qi Qingnuo say, "Tell Yu Xinting about it."

Qi Qingnuo nodded, and then it was she who pushed open the door of [-] and called, "Little beauty!"

Yu Xinting was a little frightened, but she quickly showed a smile: "You are back."

Yang Jingxing said: "Tiantian and the others are all going tonight, you can ask Kong Chenhe if he is far away."

Yu Xinting knew: "It's not far, the subway is six or seven stops away, but it takes 10 minutes to walk there."

Yang Jingxing said, "Let's go there early so as not to wait for a seat."

Yu Xinting nodded, and put her hands from the keyboard to her lap: "Is this morning fun?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's not for fun, let's go up, you continue."

Yu Xinting nodded, and Qi Qingnuo said, "Come up and chat when you're tired."

Yu Xinting giggled.

After going upstairs, Yang Jingxing started to redo the arrangement of "In the Center of the Wind". Qi Qingnuo watched from the side, came up with some regular ideas according to Yang Jingxing's request, and was responsible for finding the feeling on the keyboard.

Yu Xinting came up after one class and witnessed the end of the arrangement.

Yu Xinting was surprised: "Shao Fangjie and the others recorded last time?"

Yang Jingxing explained: "The company needs to be redone. Practice the piano well, or you will have to play the piano again in the future."

Yu Xinting was angry: "It sounds so good and needs to be redone? Why!"

Qi Qingnuo also sympathized: "Just because he is a part-time worker."

Yu Xinting was surprised: "Then you don't know how to speak for him? Your father."

Qi Qingnuo laughed.

Yang Jingxing said: "Come on, let's try, this one is not bad."

Yang Jingxing double row keys, Yu Xinting electric steel, Qi Qingnuo guitar.Yang Jingxing didn't need to read the score, but Qi Qingnuo and Yu Xinting both wanted it, so the two of them huddled together and stared at the computer screen, and Yu Xinting was also responsible for turning the pages.

Although they are all professional, but the first time is really horrible, the rhythm of the two girls is chaotic, and the tempo is completely out of sync.Of course, most of the responsibility lies with Yu Xinting.

Seeing Yang Jingxing's smile, Yu Xinting explained: "I've been connected for so long just now, and I still have inertia."

Yang Jingxing said: "Ask Tiantian to come up and play."

They are all ladies, and instead of calling at the window, Yu Xinting called: "Come up and play... Come on... He told you to come up."

Chai Litian is really professional, and she came up with a flute.

(Please, thank you.)