beauty winner

On October [-]th, the Double Ninth Festival of September [-]th, Puyin School was arranged like a holiday. Yang Jingxing reported to the school before eight o'clock, and went to pick up the protagonist after a while.At ten o'clock, the "Analysis of Ding Sangpeng's Composition Technique Theory" new book release conference and expert seminar will be held in the He Luting Concert Hall.

On the way back to school, Tang Qing was a little nervous jokingly. He had never sat on any so-called rostrum in his life, but he had some minor feuds with the Kuomintang when he was young. He was a student cadre or the leader of some organization and almost went to jail.

Yang Jingxing declared that he is already a degenerate generation, and he has no ideological ambitions, just want to make more money...

Speaking of this, Ding Sangpeng just smiled and tolerated the nonsense of Yang Jingxing and Tang Qing, two immature children.

Arrived at the concert hall lounge at 09:30, the venue was still lively, but the atmosphere was different from last night. The press conference was academic, and most of the attendees were musicians and scholars.

The arrangement is like this: there are ten people sitting on the rostrum, except for the propaganda minister of the Municipal Party Committee, the rest are musicians, Ding Sangpeng, Tang Qing, Yang Zhixin, He Hongchui, Zhang Jiahuo, the Russian editorial board member, the vice chairman of the National Musicians Association, Director of the Creative Committee of the Musicians Association, Vice President of the Alto.But not only ten people will discuss on stage, but also several musicians will speak on stage.

According to the number of invitations, it shouldn't be a big problem for the auditorium to be full, but some people don't even go to the concert, let alone come here to listen to the so-called experts, so there must be more school teachers and students to fill it. blank.

Near ten o'clock, Yang Jingxing received a text message from Wang Rui: We are all here, we are in the fifth row, there is a distance, comrades in the first row.

Yang Jingxing still had time to reply: I apply to sit on the stage.

Wang Rui is really a good girlfriend, she understands everything: haha, hurry up, you have a low cut.

After the time was almost up, the host came on stage. After enough foreshadowing, Mr. Ding, Mr. Tang... this group of people was warmly welcomed.

Yang Jingxing could only watch those successful and famous people go out to enjoy the warm applause from the backstage, and continued to wait by himself.

After the ten people on the stage were seated, the host celebrated for a while, and then asked Mr. Ding to speak for everyone.

According to Ding Sangpeng's wishes, he was not even willing to sit under the stage in today's situation. Later, he changed his mind to make the principal happy, but the old man's short speech today obviously did not change his original intention.

Ding Sangpeng didn't regard himself as the protagonist at all, he just praised the juniors for their contribution in the music career as a senior, and didn't even regard himself as a great senior, as if the book published today is another composer analyzed.

Ding Sangpeng also generally affirmed the achievements of the younger generations, and praised the fine tradition of connecting the past and the future on the music culture front, and finally said: "...Thank you again, I am very happy today."

After the warm applause, the host is the real link between the past and the future. The lines are well prepared, and the intention and state will not be restricted by the modesty and indifference in front of Ding Sangpeng. He quickly grasped the situation and the atmosphere, and once again confirmed Ding Sangpeng's protagonist Status, and the artistic value of the new book will definitely not be low under various conditions.

The host used ample vocabulary to describe the process of compiling this book, how senior the editorial board is, how many experts and scholars have provided assistance, how many musicians have high hopes, how many colleges and educational institutions have looked forward to it...

Now, the book is finally coming to everyone. Of course, the person who should be most grateful is Mr. Ding, and the person who should first rectify this book is also Mr. Ding, so this book is dedicated to Mr. Ding first.

Although many people have already finished the book, the host still played it like that, and wanted to hold a small ceremony: "... I have invited the editorial board member of this book, the famous young composer and pianist Yang Jingxing, by him Give this book to Mr. Ding to express our younger generation of musicians..."

Yang Jingxing came to the stage, holding a thick book tied with big red flowers in both hands, walking straight without looking sideways, and did not stop the camera from taking pictures of him.

They all knew the rules and applauded together on and off the stage, but the principal was busy helping Ding Sangpeng who was about to get up.

When he came to Ding Sangpeng, Yang Jingxing would put on a show, offering both hands and bowing at the same time.

When Ding Sangpeng nodded and took the books, the applause became more enthusiastic.

The host was deeply moved: "Our musicians from generation to generation..."

Yang Jingxing turned around and bowed slightly to the auditorium, seeing Qi Qingnuo and her side more, then turned around and left the stage, the task was completed, and he could go to his seat.

The words on the stage were very clear, when Yang Jingxing stooped forward to the seat, he made eye contact with Qi Qingnuo, Qi Qingnuo smiled, a bit like a brotherly taunt.Best friends are different from brothers, Wang Rui seemed satisfied with Yang Jingxing's brief appearance.But Wang Rui also lied, she didn't have a low chest at all.

After sitting down, Yang Jingxing took out the expressions of the people in the same row, looking up and admiring...

The ceremony is just that, and the rest is speech. The first one is Tang Qing. He is not nervous, and he feels very comfortable. He has a set of speeches without manuscripts, and is academic and humorous. He flatters Ding Sangpeng and pleases him Everyone has received applause several times, and the latecomers must be under a lot of pressure.

Tang Qing was followed by the principal, who was more serious. He mentioned his responsibilities and pressures as the editor-in-chief. Learning in the process...

All the people who came here knew the rules, and when the leader of the Propaganda Department spoke, no one was impatient...

There was no intermission in the past two hours. Those on the stage finally finished their speeches, and those off the stage continued to go up, long and short, but it seemed that they all had genuine respect for each other.

Tonight's guest musicians, except for Yang Jingxing, all came to the stage to speak, and they seemed to be the same as the principal. Through the study of Ding Lao's works, he gained a lot and felt a lot.

Gong Xiaoling spoke on stage as a teacher of the composition department. Although Yang Jingxing was mentioned, her popularity was not damaged. Her emotional expression received a lot of support, which also showed that there were many students present.

After the speeches of the musician representatives were over, Ding Sangpeng was invited again and admitted his relief and happiness.

In fact, the school initially wanted Yang Jingxing to speak on behalf of the youngest generation. Yang Jingxing said that he had stage fright, so it was difficult for others to say anything.As for why Qi Qingnuo refused, Yang Jingxing did not ask.

Finally, the host recited the preface of the book affectionately, and then quoted the words of praise from the previous generation of national leaders to Ding Sangpeng, and the press conference was coming to an end.

In fact, at the very beginning, the Propaganda Department had a good design proposal, which could be a chorus, because the words of the leader were mainly aimed at a revolutionary song composed by Ding Sangpeng, but this arrangement was not only questioned by the principal and Yang Jingxing, but also by Ding Sangpeng himself. Objected, so canceled anyway.

However, everyone still stood up and applauded while watching Ding Sangpeng being surrounded and left the rostrum.

Most of the people in the auditorium were very active when they left the meeting, because there was no arrangement at noon, and Ding Sangpeng didn't like to have dinner or something.

Yang Jingxing, who had a mission, didn't care about the people around him, and asked behind him, "Where are you going?"

[-] has a unit and establishment, so pay attention to the impact on the image, so Wang Rui waited for the others to spread out a little bit, and when he came up alone, he greeted the teachers and professors, and then revealed to Yang Jingxing: "The cafeteria is nostalgic. College students treat you."

Yang Jingxing said: "Go over early in the afternoon and say hello."

Wang Rui nodded, then turned around and waved to Qi Qingnuo who was waiting two meters away: "Something...really!"

Qi Qingnuo came over in two steps.

Wang Rui conveyed: "Tell us to go early in the afternoon and say hello to Mr. Ding."

Qi Qingnuo nodded to Yang Jingxing: "OK."

Yang Jingxing condemned Wang Rui again: "You liar."

"What!?" Wang Rui was angry first, then hehehe remembered.

Qi Qingnuo also smiled: "What?"

Wang Rui asked Yang Jingxing, "Isn't it beautiful?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I'll go there first... Well, summer is coming to an end."

Wang Rui haha...

During work hours in the afternoon, Yang Jingxing brought two old people to Puhai Philharmonic, and had an art discussion with Lian Lixin.The two old men were pointing to the end, but Lian Lixin's comprehension was very good.Wang Jinzhe said that he just wanted to listen, but he almost said nothing, as if just listening was enough.On the contrary, Yang Jingxing, the composer who was the main subject of discussion, acted like he had nothing to do with himself, and only watched the tea being poured.

The exchange between the masters was concise and comprehensive, and it took less than half an hour for the two old composers to communicate with Lian Lixin and reach a common artistic concept.

The two old people did not want to delay the work of the orchestra, so they left.Wang Jinzhe felt that Yang Jingxing was working hard. After sending the old man back, he had to rush over to the rehearsal, so he had to arrange a car for the band to help, but Ding Sangpeng didn't want to cause trouble to others, and others didn't dare to let the old man waste his time.

When Yang Jingxing rushed back to the Philharmonic again, it was already past four o'clock. The rehearsal had already started for a long time. The host who had worked hard enough for the past two days was also there, and he was familiar enough with the lines introducing the famous pianist Yang Jingxing.But there are many programs tonight, with a series of songs, symphonies, concertos, and choruses, so no matter how famous Yang Jingxing is, the third piano concerto he is in charge of only has one movement.

The musicians actively and strictly demanded themselves. Several famous singers and performers even exchanged ideas with each other. Say no.

The rehearsal lasted until past six, and no one left early.There was no time for dinner, and musicians, big and small, rushed to the concert hall to find ways to fill their stomachs, but they must not delay the performance.The band has long been accustomed to this kind of thing. The alumni ordered fast food to be delivered to the concert hall, and invited Yang Jingxing to join the group, but he didn't have an assistant or anything.

On the way, Yang Jingxing called Qi Qingnuo: "Mr. Ding may be there before seven o'clock. You guys should come a little earlier. I'll have about a quarter of an hour."

Qi Qingnuo: "...you didn't answer?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I just rehearsed, and my family sent it over there."

Qi Qingnuo said: "We're almost there too...Why do we have to meet in person, just be there."

Yang Jingxing was funny: "You used to chat more than I could talk, but now you're only here?"

Qi Qingnuo felt: "There are enough people, we are not bad."

Yang Jingxing said bluntly: "But you are poor...you can ignore me."

Qi Qingnuo haha, as if sincerely comforting: "It's not because of you, I didn't find a chance, I was too active and afraid people would gossip."

Yang Jingxing sighed: "I don't know you too well, I don't know that Nuonuo is afraid of gossip..."

"Don't, don't, don't!" Qi Qingnuo stopped, "What you don't understand is that I dislike what you do the most." The tone was quite distasteful.

Yang Jingxing didn't make a fool of himself: "Okay, don't talk about it, I'll find you when I get there."

Qi Qingnuo became calm again: "I guess we will arrive first."

When Yang Jingxing arrived, he saw [-]'s car, but he wasn't there, so he called and asked, and the girls went to appreciate tonight's arrangement first.

Yang Jingxing carried the clothes, found the girls in the front hall where Ding Sangpeng's artistic achievements were solemnly and detailedly praised, and invited everyone to go backstage and wait together.I had to admire the girls, several of them were not wearing the morning clothes, but Yang Jingxing didn't praise or anything.

Qi Qingnuo was able to say hello when he met the people of Aile in the background, explaining that it was because he was taken care of by Mr. Ding, so he took the opportunity to say thank you.

Yang Jingxing also has a dedicated dressing room, although the conditions are not as good as those in the Grand Theatre, but Wang Rui made a show to watch Ah Guai change his clothes. After being stuffed into the room by his partners, he struggled and resisted like going to the execution ground.

After changing his clothes, Yang Jingxing opened the door again and asked the girls to come in and sit down.

Qi Qingnuo held a bag: "It was sent over there, Zhou Hongbo."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Alumni."

Qi Qingnuo: "Say it, you pay yourself."

Yang Jingxing didn't care too much, so he ate first.

Eleven girls almost crowded the small dressing room, watching Yang Jingxing take out a hamburger, a drink, and other things from the takeaway bag.

Cai Feixuan was talking nonsense: "I haven't eaten yet."

Yang Jingxing stuffed his mouth full: "Too little, I won't share it."

Wang Rui disdained: "Who wants yours."

Yang Jingxing glanced around: "This room is too big."

Liu Siman said: "Is it best to only treat two people?"

Qi Qingnuo laughed: "He thinks you guys aren't close enough."

Everyone hehehehe, a little backed away from the action, but it was futile, Yu Feifei remembered and asked: "Yesterday, what did Mr. Ding and the others say?"

Yang Jingxing was proud: "Anyway, I got two compliments."

Cai Feixuan was rigorous: "There must be more than two sentences..."

Chai Litian was curious: "Can the composition department hold discussions this time?"

Yang Jingxing was shameless: ""A Little Bit of a River" hasn't been discussed yet."

Guo Ling sighed: "The Year of the Monkey is already around the corner, and I owe it all."

Gao Pianpian revealed: "I heard that the last time I was a sophomore, I made a comparative analysis of "Silla Painting Bone" and "Singing in the Wind"...but I haven't concluded yet. I'm going to ask them to take a look."

Yu Feifei questioned: "The strange uncle is in his third year!"

Guo Ling said: "The freshmen are practicing the song!"

Wang Rui stingyly encouraged: "Ah, it's strange that you want to collect the copyright and not pay... At least you have to be a beautiful woman."

Nian Qing was still reasonable: "Okay, I'll pay."

Shao Fangjie said, "I'll give the money too."

The girls gave money one after another, and Wang Rui had to give the money too, but others objected: "...you are a beauty!"

Yang Jingxing took out another hamburger and smiled, "These two consider themselves beauties."

Qi Qingnuo smiled lightly, but what He Peiyuan meant was: "Can I stop playing?"

Yang Jingxing sighed and ate happily.

He Peiyuan continued: "Writing a symphony, going abroad, a famous composer, his net worth has doubled... I can't afford it, and the beauty is not high enough."

Yang Jingxing smiled.

Qi Qingnuo persuaded He Peiyuan: "Don't, I still don't want to give money. I'm under a lot of pressure when you say that."

He Peiyuan pushed Qi Qingnuo's chest sideways: "Come on...you're big!"

Shao Fangjie reminded: "Be careful of choking, and laugh while eating."

Yang Jingxing raised his face: "I'm obviously crying."

He Peiyuan didn't believe it: "I'm so happy for a long time? I don't know how many good things I have heard from yesterday to now. Is it beautiful?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I heard the most just now."

He Peiyuan had a strange ambiguity: "Okay, the work is outstanding, outstanding, touching, thought-provoking...is that enough?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "That's enough, it's free...how about you?"

Qi Qingnuo hesitated for a moment and asked, "How much?"

Everyone haha.