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After sending Nian Qing home, with Qi Qingnuo's support, Yang Jingxing decided to ask Zhan Huayu about "The Heart of Poetry".

After reading the lyrics, Zhan Huayu was not so serious: "It's not bad...it's better than "Fingertips"."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "If it's that good, I won't come to ask you anymore."

Zhan Huayu hehe: "How good is it? It was also put together by your uncle. Nuonuo was in a hurry at the time, and I didn't have time..."

Yang Jingxing didn't mind: "The materials are different."

Zhan Huayu laughed: "There is a difference in style... I was even more sour at my age."

Qi Qingnuo nodded in agreement, and asked, "What kind of songs does Aunt Fen usually like to listen to?"

Zhan Huayu thought for a while: "Teresa Teng, Carpenter...you don't need to deliberately refer to it."

After going to Qi Qingnuo's room and listening to Yang Jingxing play and sing the only candidate melody, Zhan Huayu smiled tolerantly: "It's not bad, it's not bad...Maybe it's not suitable for you to sing."

Yang Jingxing was happy: "That's good."

Zhan Huayu asked, "What's the singer's opinion?"

Yang Jingxing said, "It's pretty satisfactory."

Zhan Huayu said: "In the end, people have to rely on themselves. There is no need to spend too much time on this kind of thing."

Yang Jingxing nodded.

Zhan Huayu added: "Tong Yichun's father has three brothers, and she has more cousins. She should also understand this truth."

Yang Jingxing was curious: "I don't know, but the manager and assistant are her cousins."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "I told you that."

Zhan Huayu is more serious: "You are all the same. Parents can provide certain conditions, but they cannot create achievements and respect for you."

Because Zhan Huayu didn't pay much attention to it, the discussion about "The Heart of Poetry" was left to Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo, and she went back to her study to do her own business.

The two young people may not have the guts to release hormones in this situation, and they really pretended to study a lot of art.

After experimenting for a while, Qi Qingnuo felt that the melody characteristics of "The Heart of Poetry" could be expressed even without the folk singing method, provided that the intonation was good and the arrangement matched.

After nine o'clock, Qi Qingnuo went to apply to his mother: "We're going to the bar."

Zhan Huayu didn't talk about the truth: "I don't have many pimples on my face? I won't go, go to bed early."

Qi Qingnuo asked Yang Jingxing: "Do you despise it?"

Yang Jingxing hesitated and shook his head: "No."

Qi Qingnuo said, "Let's go."

I finally arrived at the bar at almost ten o'clock, and I sang two songs, and I didn't sing my own songs because I was afraid that the guests would get tired of listening to them.Brilliant guests include many music lovers. Today, the two young men and women who asked for the guitar score of the new opening song are very sincere.

It was also a familiar face, Qi Qingnuo joked: "I really like it? Pick it up yourself."

The other party is modest: "The level is not enough, how can I get it down once?"

After Qi Qingnuo graciously sent out the scores in Liu Caijing's hands, the other party kindly invited talented scholars and talented women to have a drink, and discussed the benefits of systematic classical music learning for pop music creation.

Qi Qingnuo thinks that the learning in the school is not very advanced. The textbooks used by the Puyin Composition Department are sold outside the school. The greater role of the school should be to provide a platform for learning and communication to make everyone's learning more efficient.

The young man agreed very much: "This is the most important point. When I first started working, the atmosphere in that company was not very good. I must not be that good just after graduation, but no one is willing to teach. The code that can be written in three days I worked overtime day and night for a week, and the people around me watched the excitement..."

Yang Jingxing admired: "Programmer?"

The young man shook his head and smiled wryly: "A code farmer."

Qi Qingnuo, a young woman, introduced: "He created a forum, just discussing music, with four to five thousand registered users."

Qi Qingnuo envied Yang Jingxing: "It's bigger than Puyin Forum."

The young man said modestly: "I'm sure not as professional as you guys. I originally wanted to make it a place to exchange ideas, but now it's a place to buy and sell second-hand records."

The young woman added with a smile: "There are also pirated downloads."

Qi Qingnuo didn't seem to hate pirated copies: "Give me the address, I'll go back and have a look."

The young man was very active: "...I will add a moderator for you. I have always wanted to add a professional discussion forum."

Qi Qingnuo was modest: "I dare not be a professional moderator."

The young woman asked Yang Jingxing: "You should go too, the two professional moderators are definitely popular!"

Yang Jing's behavior was difficult: "I'm Punong, and I may not have time."

The young man asked: "Then can I put this score on it?"

Yang Jingxing joked: "Music forums must respect copyright."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "I agree, mine."

The young woman hehe: "Authorization contract."

The young man explained to Yang Jingxing: "I'm thinking that this shouldn't be released commercially, right? But the source must be marked, the author."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "That's why Punong is unwilling to communicate openly, for fear of embarrassment."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "The truth."

Maybe it's because programmers seem to be more high-end than musicians, and the couple from the software company didn't flatter or admire Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo too much, so the four of them spent more time chatting than being polite, and they got to know each other A little understanding.

A young man named Wang Jianxian was teased by his girlfriend Zuo Yue in the administrative department, saying that if a code farmer didn't have a fairly deep music hobby, finding a girlfriend would be impossible.

The appearance difference between the two is indeed not small, Wang Jianxian is not good-looking, and his glasses are also rustic, but Zuo Yue has the temperament of the front desk or secretary of Hongxing Company.

Wang Jianxian didn't care about his girlfriend's jokes, but chatted with Yang Jingxing about his understanding and views on the status quo of pop music in the world, and indeed he knew a lot.

Women are different. Zuo Yue is more yearning for literary life, and Qi Qingnuo is more interested in music career, but he has grasped the scale, and did not ask Qi Qingnuo if he has any special feelings or experiences as David's daughter .

Wang Jianxian is still a little proud of his forum, because basically there will be no users who particularly like songs like "Contradiction": "...the moderators will not improve."

Qi Qingnuo asked: "What about "Death and Resurrection"?"

Wang Jianxian was terrified: "What's more, it's also called a song?"

Qi Qingnuo laughed, and Yang Jingxing also laughed.

Zuo Yue asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Qi Qingnuo gloated: "He wrote it."

Wang Jianxian was really shocked: "...No way!?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "So it's embarrassing."

Zuo Yue understood: "The market..."

Although Yang Jingxing was not unhappy when he was despised, he and Qi Qingnuo were already celebrities, and they couldn't just accompany one or two guests. When they were invited by more familiar guests, they had to go to say hello, and they didn't go back to Wang Jianxian's place again. table.

After ten o'clock, Yang Jingxing left first, while Qi Qingnuo decided to accompany his father to the closing door.Qi Dawei originally suggested that Fu Feirong go home with Yang Jingxing, anyway, there are not many guests today, but Fu Feirong insisted until the off work time.

At around twelve o'clock, Qi Qingnuo called Yang Jingxing, saying that the business closed early today, and he had already gone home, washed up, and was about to go to bed.

Qi Qingnuo also asked: "Have you read that forum?"

Yang Jingxing said, "No, have you read it?"

Qi Qingnuo said: "I am looking at... There is a discussion atmosphere, and I feel like I am taking the high-end niche route."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Then I still won't watch it."

Qi Qingnuo said: "I really recommend Brilliant, but unfortunately no one pays attention... It's been on the top for half a year, with [-] replies."

……

On Thursday, Yang Jingxing spent a whole day of art in the office, arranging music for accompaniment in the morning, and recording demos with Li Ying in the afternoon.Although Tong Yichun is not a singer who relies on demos, the pitch of the song "Poetry Heart" is really important.

Those who sang demos depended on their pitch for a living. It took Li Ying just over an hour to get it done, and then she lamented her love for the song, and then resigned herself to chatting with Yang Jingxing about other topics.

Yang Jingxing is more interested in Li Ying's career, especially the concept of "grassroots public welfare".

Li Ying seriously expressed her feelings: "...Of course not all of them, there are many unsatisfactory places. In some impoverished areas, there are thousands of people who treat us to a meal, but we can't stop doing it just because of these...Maybe I'm really addicted."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Can it only be in material form?"

Li Ying said: "For so many years, I have felt that charity and public welfare are the simplest form of material, but I find it difficult, let alone other methods. I was asked to teach in remote areas, and I have lived that kind of life for many years. , I can't do it either. Really, people are not as great as they imagined, as long as you experience it yourself. I know, you may think that the material form can't change anything, and the result is not satisfactory..."

Yang Jingxing explained: "No, I don't have material..."

Li Ying was angry: "For a child in a mountainous area, lunch is only a few dollars. One meal of yours is enough to feed a student in their school for a month. Is it an exaggeration? Of course, I know there is a problem with this way of thinking, but I am not so Macroscopic people...women."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I admire you."

Li Ying smiled: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't intend to pull you into the group. If you don't do this kind of thing from the heart, it will be meaningless. For example, there are only [-] children in a school. Some teachers and principals just want to get more money. Say a hundred, and you've got to live with that dark side."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Is there no formal organization?"

"Yes." Li Ying nodded, but sighed again: "We are a group of people who play small fights and are not linked to organizations."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "How is your choir?" Li Ying brought a choir for disabled children, and they planned to perform in Hong Kong.

Li Ying lowered her head and was speechless for a while, then raised her head in agitation: "The local government didn't approve, so I didn't go."

Yang Jingxing asked, "Why?"

Li Ying sighed helplessly: "The relationship between the principal and the government is not good, and he had trouble with the higher-level unit... That principal is a good person, and he is also a stubborn person."

Yang Jingxing smiled.

Li Ying enthusiastically: "You can go here, there are pictures of the children."

Looking at a choir composed of dozens of children, big and small, from a special school in a mountainous area through photos on the Internet, Li Ying’s introduction is full of love: "...she was born deaf and dumb, but every time she sees her classmates singing, she is very happy, She can really feel it...Maybe blind people are really more talented in music, this child sings very, very well...This is sign language, do you know what it means? Happy!"

Yang Jingxing asked: "How long have you taught them?"

Li Ying shook her head: "I've been there four times, about a week each time... more than 20 hours by train, and another three hours by car. In fact, there are a lot of rich people there... This is beautiful, we are together, she turned out to be For the Puhua Women’s Federation, the husband resigned after making money, and took his children with him to many places.”

Yang Jingxing asked again: "Why?"

Li Ying said uncertainly: "It may still be useful, the child is very sensible."

Yang Jingxing asked with a smile, "Does the company have any companions?"

Li Ying smiled awkwardly: "It's inconvenient to say... Teacher Chang, Manager Gan and his secretary... Do you know Teacher Huang? The percussionist..."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I know."

Li Ying said: "Sister Duan is much more professional than us, and I am also influenced by her...but they all keep secrets, do you understand?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Understood."

Li Ying nodded: "It's boring to compare things like this."

Yang Jingxing asked, "Are you still going to see them?"

Li Ying said: "I will definitely go again, I don't know when... I really have no intention of pulling you into the group!"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I asked it myself."

Yang Jingxing didn't join the group either, so he sent Li Ying away when it was almost time to get off work, and then went to pick up Qi Qingnuo.The need for a romantic dinner is not saved, and the hormones after dinner are not suppressed.

Compared with the previous five-star hotel, the rented house is really ugly, but the emotions of the couple have not been affected, the process and ending are similar to last time, Qi Qingnuo has not become bolder, and Yang Jingxing has not dared to be more presumptuous .

After calming down a bit, the two embraced tenderly naked, Qi Qingnuo still wanted to conclude: "Not as much as the last time?"

Yang Jingxing was worried: "My skills have regressed."

Qi Qingnuo looked at Yang Jingxing and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Yang Jingxing said truthfully: "It's such a written language."

Qi Qingnuo seemed unhappy: "Written? Do you know what is written? In order to celebrate the 52nd anniversary of the victory of the War of Resistance Against Japan, on August [-]th, in a friendly and warm atmosphere, Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo held an anti-Japanese war on the big bed at home. Discuss..."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "You have successfully resisted the Japanese."

Qi Qingnuo lay down grinning, and after laughing for a while, he thought of the distance: "I read it before, it means that swearing is the essence of language, and it is also the most widely used..."

After the two discussed it, Yang Jingxing proposed to find an article full of swear words on the Internet to read.Of course Qi Qingnuo knew about Yang Jingxing's intentions, but he didn't object.

Putting the computer on the bed, Qi Qingnuo chose an adult novel based on the title, and finally came across an article that seemed light, clicked it in, glanced at it, and immediately closed it: "I don't like this type, pervert!"

Yang Jingxing is familiar with the road: "Choose the urban type, the girl type..."

The girl type seems to be more perverted, and Qi Qingnuo, who has good taste, is very disappointed: "So I don't like to watch this kind, so why not fantasize about it yourself."

Yang Jingxing asked, "How did you imagine that?"

Qi Qingnuo didn't answer, even if Yang Jingxing begged again, she would just change direction: "Do you have any movies?"

Yang Jingxing said, "Someone is watching online."

Qi Qingnuo shook his head again: "I don't want to watch it."

In the end, Qi Qingnuo read a short story as a last resort, but Qi Qingnuo was still not motivated, even contemptuous: "If men are really like this, how can women have feelings!?"

Yang Jingxing was proud: "I didn't read dead books."

Qi Qingnuo glanced at Yang Jingxing and smiled, which should be a generous compliment, but also a little shy.