Tonight Yang Jingxing did not engage in music with Cheng Lu, but we all discussed the professionalism of artists, or how to position ourselves and a band, which is more commonly known as the mental preparation to become a star.

Although Cheng Lu has not officially debuted yet, he has been around for a few years. He has been to various venues and high and low music festivals, and his colleagues in the circle are all familiar. For listeners who pay attention to independent or underground music,

Fu Feirong and Cheng Lu are also slightly famous, and the theme song of Happy Dog is widely sung.

Everyone has seen pigs running, and they know to some extent what the so-called celebrity singers are. However, what Yang Jingxing wants to discuss with you today is not the same old thing. He has even reviewed it, because now he thinks back to the closed hell he created for Fu Feirong.

In fact, there are many inadequacies with the star-style training. Which one is more suitable for packaged artists?

Chenglu will not follow the pure packaging route, but it cannot be as simple, natural and authentic as the older generation. A band must have its own spiritual core and then set various parameters from the inside out. We have worked together for so long,

It's time to think carefully and summarize.

Yang Jingxing offered advice and boldly talked about what he knew about everyone, about their character, values, and musical and artistic orientation. For example, Fu Feirong, although she was almost taciturn in front of Yang Jingxing, but Yang Jingxing felt that Panpan was enthusiastic, righteous, and had a strong sense of justice.

They are interested and receptive to new things, but they have relatively strong traditional values ​​deep down...

The friends were all pleasantly surprised and lamented that the boss was right. Panpan was not only being righteous. Panpan was the main force when they competed with other bands for drinks. What was even more pity was that the boss didn't see her break the wine.

A heroic scene in which a few hooligans dared not even fart when their loud shouts shook the scene.

When the musicians complained to the boss in front of him, Fu Feirong didn't show any serious expression. He just smiled awkwardly and said, "I won't offend anyone unless they offend me..."

As a boss, of course Yang Jingxing cannot encourage dangerous things, but he still says with a shy face that he understands the passion of his peers, but he just needs to spread his passion in the right place.

Compared with doing music, everyone loves chatting too much. Basically, there is no situation where the boss looks at each other and dare not speak. In fact, they are quite capable of chatting, and they also have lofty ideals. Dong Shiran even revealed that he first started playing music.

From the beginning of the day, I used a famous foreign band as my idol, which was to become a role model for young people, inspire young people and give them hope and strength to dream. Dong Shiran's dream was once shattered, but now it is burning again...

It was half past eleven, and Yang Jingxing called for a break. Everyone seemed to understand the boss and knew that he had an important call to make.

"Hello..." He Peiyuan answered the phone in a voice that sounded like she was about to fall asleep: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Yang Jingxing was so angry: "I'm so worried. What do you think you're doing?"

He Peiyuan Feng Qingyun said indifferently: "What are you worried about? If you don't do something bad, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

Yang Jingxing said sadly: "It's not the ghost knocking on the door now, it's me trying to knock on the door because I'm afraid it won't open."

"I won't open the door to ghosts..." He Peiyuan seemed to giggle: "Are you still over there?"

After a while, Yang Jingxing found an opportunity to ask the real question: "...Have you talked to your mother?"

He Peiyuan hesitated for a moment, as if she didn't want to talk about it: "...we talked about it."

"How do you say it?" Yang Jingxing's tone was full of expression.

He Peiyuan didn't seem to care about this: "I didn't say much."

Yang Jingxing was anxious: "Should I go to the door and plead guilty, or should I be a good boy and get an advantage?"

He Peiyuan obviously didn't want to say it, and was very unwilling: "...I'm giving you an advantage!"

Yang Jingxing: "What specifically did you talk about?"

He Peiyuan immediately said: "Why should I tell you? I want you to take care of it!"

Yang Jingxing's reason was: "Reveal some information so that I won't say the wrong thing next time I meet your parents, so that I won't embarrass Yuanyuan."

He Peiyuan snorted impatiently: "You said it yourself. Say whatever you want... I told my mother that I had talked with Lao Qi, and she knew that I met Lao Qi that night."

Yang Jingxing said oh, but didn't seem to want to ask for more details: "I guess your mother is still a little confused about this aspect... Take your time, don't rush."

He Peiyuan said softly: "...she felt sorry for Lao Qi, and she felt sorry for breaking up. But she got better later."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Besides this main contradiction, what other secondary contradictions are there?"

"It's nothing." He Peiyuan seemed ashamed to say: "My mother asked me when you started showing kindness to me, and I said it's been two or three months."

Yang Jingxing pushed further: "You are not being rigorous. The so-called every detail must start with understanding..."

"Nod to you." He Peiyuan was obviously angry: "Do you want me to tell you what happened in your old house that day?"

Yang Jingxing was startled: "Let's forget it...Have your mother revealed her opinion of me? What's the dissatisfaction about me? I can correct it in time."

He Peiyuan thought for a moment: "...I will go and tell her now that you have never forgotten me. She will definitely be dissatisfied!"

"No, no, no..." Yang Jingxing begged for mercy: "No need to supervise this, I want to be conscious."

After waiting for a while and not hearing any specific measures from the rogue, He Peiyuan snorted again: "If my mother knew about it, she would definitely kill her and not agree."

Yang Jingxing understood: "Thank you Yuanyuan for giving me the opportunity... Do you have any conclusion with your mother?"

"No!" He Peiyuan was sure: "She didn't say she agreed."

Yang Jingxing was optimistic: "You don't object, right?"

He Peiyuan was not sure: "I didn't say."

Yang Jingxing didn't believe it anymore: "No way, there will always be an attitude..."

"No!" He Peiyuan could guess: "I definitely disagree... I shouldn't lie to her, I should just say that I haven't agreed yet and I regret it to death!"

Yang Jingxing laughed: "God is really helping me... Where is your dad? Has he expressed his stance?"

"No, he watches TV..."

She hasn't agreed to be his girlfriend yet. Of course, He Peiyuan will not disclose the detailed internal communication to the rogue. That's about it. It's a mixed blessing for the rogue. He Peiyuan herself feels a little regretful.

However, He Peiyuan was still afraid that Yang Jingxing would embarrass her: "...Don't say anything to my parents about the lack of strings. My mother asked me before if it was your intention to accompany Tong Yichun."

Yang Jingxing promised: "I really have no wrong thoughts about this matter."

"But that's just you!" He Peiyuan was worried: "Sometimes the good things come out of your mouth and turn into bad things."

"Okay, I will definitely pay attention." Yang Jingxing obeyed: "Actually, I still have some sense of propriety in front of elders."

"Just pay attention." He Peiyuan thought of the possibility again: "Also, if my parents ask you about your work, don't be too humble, just say what you think it is, and don't be proud."

Yang Jingxing replied: "I am not as humble as my relatives."

"Who is your relative?" He Peiyuan was disgusted and annoyed: "Anyway, I told them that you are the authority."

"Ah..." Yang Jingxing was shocked: "Yuanyuan, don't be so shameless as me. How can you brag about your boyfriend like this?"

"I didn't..." He Peiyuan was so angry that she yelled: "Who will learn from you? I was forced! Otherwise, my mother would worry that it would affect our work! Some people just like to pick on other people's pigtails... Who wants to brag about you?

Scoundrel!”

"There's so much pressure." Yang Jingxing sighed: "We have to work harder and not embarrass Yuanyuan."

He Peiyuan reminded again: "Don't listen to my dad and tell them about pop music when he calls you 402. After working in a state-owned enterprise all your life, you actually still believe in the same thing..."

Too much talk leads to mistakes. As we chatted, He Peiyuan still revealed some information unconsciously. For example, her mother had a premonition of what Yang Jingxing wanted to achieve by buying a car. The elders really didn't like it very much, because the two of them

It's still far from that level.

Of course, He Peiyuan did not think that everything her mother said was right. For example, her mother thought that her daughter should not let Yang Jingxing come to pick her up for the exam so early today. He Peiyuan reasoned: "...it's not that I asked you to come."

Of course Yang Jingxing agreed: "This is what's wrong with your mother. Why do you have to point fingers at such a thing..."

"What did you say!?" He Peiyuan typically only allowed state officials to set fire...

These two people are full of emotions. The girl is sometimes angry, complains, happy, and thankful... The scoundrel is apologetic, shameless, and quarrels... They talk so much that they forget themselves.

Until I don't know what made He Peiyuan realize that zero o'clock was coming, she was in a hurry. There were still many things to talk about. Yang Jingxing's specific arrangements for tomorrow and what plans he had for the day after tomorrow. He Peiyuan was going to practice subject three on the weekend.

…

Let’s worry about tomorrow’s matters tomorrow. Let’s talk about what’s at hand first. When Yang Jingxing plans to go home, He Peiyuan has a request: “… No matter if it’s late or not, please send me a message… As early as possible… They shouldn’t be allowed to live so far away.

, wasting time... Okay, stop talking, hurry up." Annoying.

Yang Jingxing reluctantly said: "Go to sleep, good night... give me a kiss."

"Kiss you..." He Peiyuan's voice was much lower: "Hang up."

Yang Jingxing pretended to be pitiful: "Just kiss me."

"No." After one word, He Peiyuan protested silently.

Yang Jingxing threatened again: "Then I will go find you at noon tomorrow."

He Peiyuan felt aggrieved: "Who are you to me? Why do you want me to kiss you?"

"My boyfriend."

"It's fake, I didn't agree." Maybe he was afraid that his family would hear him, so he kept his voice very low.

Yang Jingxing said shamelessly, "Then I'll kiss you."

He Peiyuan seemed to snort.

Yang Jingxing said, "I don't know how. Kissing someone on the phone is so pretentious, so I'd better wait to kiss someone in person."

He Peiyuan obviously snorted: "...I don't want you to kiss me."

Yang Jingxing was disgusted: "I miss you so much."

He Peiyuan took two seconds to see through the man: "You just want to kiss me, right?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I not only miss your lips, I miss you more."

"Hello...I don't want to tell you anymore." The girl became quieter and quieter.

Yang Jingxing said for the first time, "I'll go find you at noon."

He Peiyuan seemed to think about it for a moment: "...No, no, just obey."

Yang Jingxing sighed: "Sleep, sleep, drink poison to quench your thirst, the more you think about it, the more you think about it."

He Peiyuan chuckled: "...Then I'll die, just remember."

Yang Jingxing said: "Good night, kiss you."

He Peiyuan hummed: "...Bye."

Cheng Lu was waiting for his boss, discussing life so late at night. Yang Jingxing seemed to feel bad about it, so he suggested they go have a late-night snack and chat while eating.

It was already past two o'clock in the morning when he got home, but Yang Jingxing still sent a message to He Peiyuan as promised: He's home. Are you having a sweet dream? I want to see you sleeping.
Chapter completed!