beauty winner

Finally, when the white-collar workers were looking forward to the day, Yang Jingxing went out and asked Pang Xi, "Are you still off work?"

Pang Xi asked, "Is there anything else you can do?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "It's okay, I'll wait for someone, why don't you leave beforehand?"

"Okay." Pang Xi agreed and immediately packed up her things, then remembered again: "Dai Qing showed me her blog..."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I've seen it too." Dai Qing mentioned the composer [-] teacher in the blog post with the photo, and wrote a paragraph of hundreds of words, nothing eye-catching.And as a singer, Dai Qing's blog received only average attention.

Qi Qingnuo said that he would come to pick up Yang Jingxing from get off work, but he was delayed at school because He Hongchui was also very interested in "Burning", so he discussed with the composer for a long time.Who said that Puyin's professors are old scholars?He Hongchui also knew that if he went to Taiwan, he needed some newcomers' eyes and ears.

Qi Qingnuo was a little disbelieving: "Lao He said that our styles are quite different."

Yang Jingxing was arrogant: "My style is unpredictable, and anyone can imitate it."

Then Qi Qingnuo listened to Yang Jingxing report a day's work in more detail, including Dai Qing's grievances and expectations.

Qi Qingnuo was somewhat disapproving: "idea? Why do you like this word? If you ask her what her idea is, most likely she won't be able to tell why."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I didn't ask."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "The idea is to give her the choice of all the best songs and release them with the greatest force. Is it possible?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "That's right, Nuonuo didn't get this kind of treatment."

Qi Qingnuo looked at Yang Jingxing, returned to his normal smile, calmed down his tone, and asked indifferently: "She means that you both feel sorry for each other?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Brother in trouble."

Qi Qingnuo sympathized: "When did things get so miserable?"

Yang Jingxing refused to admit it: "That's right, someone else released an album."

Qi Qingnuo asked: "What does Laoganma mean?"

Yang Jingxing said, "I haven't told him yet."

Qi Qingnuo suggested: "Push it if you can, it's a waste of time."

Yang Jingxing said: "Newcomers, it would be nice if someone gave them a chance."

Qi Qingnuo said: "You can also find a newcomer, Panpan is fine too. Be a little more serious and pay at your own expense, you will definitely not lose money."

Yang Jingxing reminded: "We discussed it, and you also said that we should stand firm first..."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled, "I wasn't your girlfriend back then."

Yang Jingxing was frightened: "Which time is the truth?"

Qi Qingnuo chuckled: "They're both, the starting point is different."

Yang Jingxing thought for a while and then said seriously: "I found a problem."

Qi Qingnuo's smile seemed to guess something: "Say."

Yang Jingxing said: "A long time ago, I was the starting point for you now."

Qi Qingnuo didn't particularly care: "How long?"

Yang Jingxing asked for scolding: "I found that I treat beautiful women like this from the first sight."

Qi Qingnuo didn't care even more, and laughed happily: "Help you promote."

Yang Jingxing asked about the business: "What do you want to eat?"

Go to the bar after dinner to maintain popularity and leave early.

Recently, an Audi parked at the back of Building No. [-] for about half an hour at this time of night. No one got out of the car, but the car did not vibrate. I wonder if it will arouse the curiosity of the community where Qi Qingnuo lives. Notice.

On Friday morning, Yang Jingxing didn't go to the company, and had to take the final exam of the piano department.Although he had already held a performance exchange meeting, he had just been granted a double degree after all, and Li Yingzhen was not as good at speaking as He Hongchui in this regard, and Yang Jingxing would be criticized if he didn't attend class.

What's more, An Xin, who just came back from winning the first prize, also took it seriously, and played a ballad very carefully.

For the exam, everyone stopped applauding, and Yang Jingxing only said to Yu Xinting beside him: "The last few bars are really good, do you hear that?"

Yu Xinting nodded...

Everyone went by student number, An Xin was at the front, Yu Xinting was at the back, and Yang Jingxing was at the bottom.

It's all the same song, you can see the style, and there are also differences between superior and inferior.Yu Xinting and An Xin really have two styles, she also listened to Yang Jingxing's advice, and she did a good job of not blindly imitating other people's strengths.

I don't know the scores of the teachers, but Yang Jingxing praised: "Very good, you have your own characteristics, but you need to pay a little attention to the section of the [-]th measure..."

Yu Xinting is becoming more and more modest. She used to make excuses occasionally, but now she just keeps nodding her head.

Most of the people who finished the exam didn't leave the venue, and finally it was Yang Jingxing's turn. Before he went to the piano and bowed, Li Yingzhen said, "Don't play this one, change another one."

Yang Jingxing nodded and waited for the question without asking, looking very unworthy of a beating.

Li Yingzhen didn't seem to have thought about it either, and looked at the other teachers.

It was still the head of the department who said, "How about playing your own sonata? Beethoven's is also fine."

Yang Jingxing was cunning: "Then I'll play Beethoven, I'm afraid I won't be able to remember it."

Just Yu Xinting giggled, but didn't make a sound.

Yang Jingxing sat down and said, "I play moonlight."

Yang Jingxing seems to have realized his level. He used to show off those high-difficulty piano pieces that no one really played, but now he comes to the popular repertoire that everyone knows.

The Moonlight Sonata is probably the most famous. The children in the interest training class are playing it, and the masters in the concert hall are also performing it.Yang Jingxing also showed his attitude and played very attentively.Everyone also gave me face and listened carefully.

After listening to the whole song, Professor Hu took the lead in applauding.The other teachers were also interested, and the students followed suit more enthusiastically.

The head of the department was quite satisfied, and his tone was very kind: "Let me tell you a few words."

Yang Jingxing was obedient: "I wish you all a happy summer vacation and happy piano practice."

Li Yingzhen couldn't hold back her face: "I didn't ask you to say this!"

Professor Feng reminded: "Just talk about some of your experience and understanding of playing this piece of music."

So Yang Jingxing started to show off.Because the teachers were all there, the students didn't dare to complain that all the good food in the cafeteria would be robbed.

It was a little while before they disbanded, Yang Jingxing asked Yu Xinting and the others: "It's easy, how are you going to celebrate?"

Yu Xinting was not very happy: "I'm not relaxed."

Yang Jingxing asked An Xin, "When will you go home?"

An Xin said: "Professor Li said that I can accompany Yu Xinting, and my parents have also come, so I won't come back."

Yang Jingxing laughed: "I'm unlucky, and I even brought one in."

Yu Xinting had a bitter face: "It's... who was the victim!"

Yang Jingxing was also savvy: "Whenever you go to eat abalone, make up for it."

Yu Xinting shook her head again: "No need."

Qi Qingnuo was waiting downstairs in the rehearsal center. She saw that Yang Jingxing hadn't asked any questions before a classmate walking in front helped explain: "He's in class again."

Qi Qingnuo had a sense of justice: "Just let me wait, it's such a drag!"

Reassuring reminder: "The teacher is behind."

There must be nothing wrong with the cafeteria, Qi Qingnuo invited Yu Xinting and An Xin to have lunch together, but he didn't force it.

Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo were not overly tired, because they had to rush to the nursing home to visit Ding Sangpeng after dinner.Qi Qingnuo felt that he should bring some gifts, but Yang Jingxing was stingy and said that Ding Sangpeng must have everything.

When I arrived at the nursing home and asked about it, the enthusiastic staff burst into joy: "You are Yang Jingxing, Mr. Ding is waiting for you, come with me."

The environment is pretty good, the outside of the house looks like a big garden, and the inside of the house looks like a high-end hotel.

After knocking lightly on the door, the staff opened the door politely: "Mr. Ding, your guest has arrived."

It should be a room with one bedroom and one living room. The neatly dressed Ding Sangpeng is sitting on a rattan chair by the open French window, wearing reading glasses and holding a book on history.

Qi Qingnuo said nonsense: "Old Ding, you didn't take a lunch break?"

Ding Sangpeng put down his book and stood up, with an old and brilliant smile: "Come in, please, I've rested."

Qi Qingnuo said, "Sit down, you are in good spirits."

Ding Sangpeng is also an ordinary person: "Have you eaten yet? Tea or cold water? Xiaoding, please help."

Qi Qingnuo said to the staff: "Don't bother you, we will do it ourselves. Mr. Ding, let me add some water for you."

Ding Sangpeng smiled: "Okay, thank you. Yang Jingxing sit down."

Yang Jingxing was embarrassed: "I want to chat with you, but after reading the books you read, I lose confidence."

Ding Sangpeng hehe: "Xian Shu. Xiao Ding, bring some biscuits and snacks."

Yang Jingxing said: "I just ate, no need."

Ding Sangpeng was worried again: "Are you hot? Turn on the air conditioner?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's not good to blow the air conditioner too much, it's as comfortable as this."

The staff backed away in time: "You stay with Mr. Ding well, and call me if you need something."

Qi Qingnuo also gossips: "Is it your junior?"

Ding Sangpeng smiled: "No, people from other provinces, fate. Are you on vacation?"

The two of them had a short chat with Ding Sangpeng's parents for a while, and Ding Sangpeng also chatted very interestingly, and he still remembered his youthful years.

Later, when it finally came to the music business they were engaged in together, Yang Jingxing took out a notebook, all of which were handwritten, with dozens of pages, although the words were relatively large, so Ding Sangpeng didn't have to take too much effort to read them.

Yang Jingxing said: "I took a rough look at the things you gave me, and I have some insights and ideas."

Although Ding Sangpeng said that he was not in a hurry, he still put on reading glasses to read his notes.

Dozens of pages of content can be regarded as some generalizations made by Yang Jingxing when he read Ding Sangpeng's cheats, and then it is the general idea of ​​​​publishing a book for Ding Sangpeng.

Ding Sangpeng read it seriously, and occasionally said: "...that's very good...in fact, I don't remember many things...yes, this is the key point, it will never be out of date..."

Although Qi Qingnuo was able to strike up a conversation, he confessed: "I'm not as good as him, so I only read a small part and didn't understand much."

Ding Sangpeng comforted: "It's okay, girl."

Qi Qingnuo looked at Yang Jingxing with a smile.

Ding Sangpeng said to Yang Jingxing again: "Since it's experience, it's definitely not enough for me alone, I need yours, especially yours."

Yang Jingxing smiled wryly: "I have too few, not enough to read."

Ding Sangpeng shook his head: "Don't be humble...you are a generous and selfless person, and you should do the same to yourself."

Yang Jingxing was happy: "I will listen to you."

Ding Sangpeng smiled: "I have another suggestion. Pop music can be used as research and investigation, but don't spend too much energy on it."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I will."

Ding Sangpeng added: "The piano still cannot be put down."

After chatting about music for a while, Ding Sangpeng began to talk about history, and recommended a book to Yang Jingxing called Yinghuan Zhilue.Ding Sangpeng said that the content of this book is not particularly remarkable, but he hopes that Yang Jingxing can read the author's vision and thoughts, especially the author's broad vision in the environment at that time.

Obviously, in Ding Sangpeng's view, music is not just something that can be enjoyed occasionally.A good musician, especially a composer, should also have an infinitely broad realm of thought.

Ding Sangpeng also said frankly to Yang Jingxing: "At first, I didn't imagine that you were a country boy with ordinary experiences, but this also proved that your thoughts and vision are different from ordinary people. Both of these need to be relied on. I hope you can Rich and fulfilling, reading more books is a good thing.”

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I will try to read as much as possible in the future."

Ding Sangpeng also said: "But it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books."

Qi Qingnuo explained: "Ding always said to observe life more and think more."

Ding Sangpeng was happy: "Yes, that's almost what it means."

The two arrived at 05:30 noon, chatted until [-]:[-], and had dinner with Ding Sangpeng.In this regard, Ding Sangpeng completely underestimated Yang Jingxing, and only added three dishes on the usual basis.With four light dishes and one soup, Yang Jingxing ate three small bowls of rice, and was impressed by the old man, which almost made Qi Qingnuo unable to hold back his laughter.

After the meal, Ding Sangpeng told his family not to pick him up, and Yang Jingxing, who was active, sent him home, so that he could enjoy family happiness this weekend.

After receiving the cultural influence for an afternoon and sending the old man home to say goodbye, neither Yang Jingxing nor Qi Qingnuo was in a hurry to find a place to make out.

Qi Qingnuo really yearns to travel thousands of miles, travel, study abroad, and experience a completely different culture: "...anything, you have to experience it yourself before you can really feel it."

Yang Jingxing agreed: "Yes, we wrote a few lines of Indian scales, which is awkward no matter how you look at it."

Qi Qingnuo leaned on the seat and looked at her boyfriend, and said softly, "Let's find time, let's go on a trip."

Yang Jingxing made a fool of himself again: "Then we can't go to India, let's go to a place with celestial beaches."

Qi Qingnuo also adapted: "Let me show it to others?"

Yang Jingxing repented: "It's just the two of us."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "Eat something first, so you have strength."

In the small shop by the roadside, Qi Qingnuo watched Yang Jingxing eat noodles and helped him peel tea eggs.

Xiao Shuxia will come to Puhai tomorrow, although Qi Qingnuo didn't show any nervousness at all, but he thought a lot and had a lot of plans.She doesn't think the gift is necessary, but she should definitely go shopping with her boyfriend's mother, or is it necessary to take Xiao Shuxia to Guanghui to play, or is it necessary for herself to attend when the teachers are invited to dinner...

Qi Qingnuo was still a little worried: "My parents don't meet, will your mother feel disrespectful?"

Yang Jingxing was anxious: "If you also become such a mother-in-law, I will bear the pain..."

Qi Qingnuo laughed: "So great?"

Yang Jingxing himself sighed: "It's too great."

Qi Qingnuo was really a mother-in-law: "Is that enough? Do you want more?" Then there was sympathy: "In these two days, you have no chance?"

Yang Jingxing looked at his girlfriend and invited: "After eating, go to my place...for a chat."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled contemptuously, noncommittal.

Yang Jingxing was pitiful and pathetic: "I finally mustered up the courage."

Qi Qingnuo nodded generously, as if he didn't care too much: "Okay, let's finish."