Yang Jingxing told the truth to his parents that this so-called top classical music platform actually doesn't have much influence, and its ratings in the United States are negligible, not to mention how many people there are in the United States. And the so-called Chinese TV stations are even less interesting, as you can tell by looking at the studio

, not as good as Jiuchun TV Station.

Being thrown cold water on her excitement, Xiao Shuxia refused to give anyone any face, and angrily said that Yang Jingxing must have been polluted by the entertainment industry and only wanted to be popular and famous.

Yang Chengyi also accepted many of Ding Sangpeng and He Hongchui's views, and once again reminded young people that many things are not measured by fame, and he also added his own warning, that is, of course people must have ideals, but they must also strictly control their ambitions.

You must not think that "I am the best in the world". Being humble in front of others is just polite, but being able to face oneself humbly is the real strength. Throughout the ages, many talented people and heroes have been swallowed up by ambition...

Yang Jingxing's attitude was not very correct. He Peiyuan not only listened carefully to the instructions of his elders, but also echoed: "Expanding selfish desires is not good, but many people have said that he is actually quite selfless..." Such words that go against her conscience, the girl said

Halfway through, it became obvious that it was difficult to continue, but it was a pity that it was too late.

Sure enough, Yang Chengyi laughed loudly, Xiao Shuxia also laughed so freshly, and Yang Jingxing took advantage of it: "Others say it's useless, the key is what do you think, right?"

He Peiyuan was quite tolerant. She didn't raise her fist or glare, she just glanced at her face and said, "I don't know."

Yang Chengyi asked his son seriously: "No one's here yet? The orchestra is going to visit tomorrow." The activities of the Chinese orchestra before the holiday include visiting the tombs of the Martyrs Cemetery and visiting the Anti-Japanese War Memorial Hall.

Of course, patriotic education must be supported, so Xiao Shuxia had no choice but to blame her own family. She blamed her husband's schedule for not being able to attend the banquet for Professor Li, and her son for delaying the annual meeting of a broken record company so late.

She is different. She doesn't want her son to translate another English program and those web pages. She should send Yuanyuan home as soon as possible.

He Peiyuan really wanted to take a taxi home: "...He is also tired today."

"Why are you tired? Are you carrying it on your shoulders?" Xiao Shuxia scolded her son: "Hurry up, you guys will be here as soon as you go and take the driver's seat... Don't forget your things."

Yang Chengyi also stood up: "Yuanyuan, you have worked hard today. If I can make it tomorrow, I will ask Yang Jingxing to pick you up..."

He Peiyuan shook her head: "It's okay, no need, I'll go see Yiyi when I have time during the holiday."

Xiao Shuxia handed He Peiyuan's things to her son and blamed him: "Yuanyuan's father can't drink or smoke, so you yourself are not prepared..."

Yang Jingxing was impatient: "I know, I will prepare."

Xiao Shuxia announced: "Your father and I are also tired from running. We won't wait until you come back..."

Yang Chengyi was also worried: "Ask the driver to drive slower, and the money will be calculated based on time, right?"

But after saying goodbye to her elders and closing the door, He Peiyuan still found it difficult to step out of her role as a gentle lady: "You can take a taxi and come back."

Yang Jingxing was amused: "You have worked so hard to let them down. Do you think they don't understand?"

He Peiyuan frowned, but before she could think of anything else, she thought of something more important: "Do you have anything for me?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I gave it and pretended not to want it."

"That's good." He Peiyuan smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately worried and sympathized with her boyfriend: "I thought your dad would give you the scoop, but who knew..."

Yang Jingxing had long noticed that his parents were in a difficult situation. In the past two years, when Xiao Shuxia wanted to pay New Year's greetings to his teacher, he would yell and spend a lot of money. Now this year, he even asked for the gold bars that were conveniently given to his son. Not to mention getting another car.

Changing cars and so on, Xiao Shuxia now doesn't even mention her favorite thing, custom-made clothes for musicians, so she definitely can't expose the problem.

When her boyfriend said he wanted to show some filial piety, He Peiyuan was very supportive. She even agreed that Yang Jingxing should put down his face and get the producer's remuneration from Xu An in advance. She also went to the bank twice in Puhai to help break up the pieces.

After hard work, I collected nearly 3 million to put on the card.

Yang Jingxing got home this afternoon and took his girlfriend's card hidden under the mattress in the bedroom. Then he went to the bank and crossed almost all of the points that Hongxing had just issued. He just collected four million, and then he felt relaxed. He only had one card left.

There is still a huge sum of 48,000 in the card, which completely reduces the burden on the wallet.

"Four is not a good number. Three million eight hundred thousand or six hundred thousand is better." It's too late to say anything now. He Peiyuan was even more curious: "Is your dad moved?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "It's a bit... contradictory. It's embarrassing and touching at the same time."

He Peiyuan looked like she was going to teach Yang Chengyi a lesson: "Why should my son's father be so shameless? That's right!"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I was even more moved when I heard Yuanyuan's words."

No way, He Peiyuan still regretted it, because when she bought a TV before, the shopping guide recommended a 70-inch one, but the price was five or six times that of a 60-inch one. He Peiyuan didn't notice Yang Chengyi's embarrassment at the time and didn't think so much about it. It was purely

For the sake of cost-effectiveness, he said that the house was not that big and 60 inches was just right. Then Yang Chengyi seemed to smile a little awkwardly. The girl was very worried: "Does your dad think I mean the house is too small?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "It's already small, who told him not to buy a bigger one?"

He Peiyuan finally punched, and after a few punches, she was grabbed by her boyfriend. After a week of separation, the two hands finally clasped together...

No, no, stop. The girl still has something to say. Her two clothes and two pairs of trousers cost more than 8,000 yuan. What should she do? Moreover, Xiao Shuxia emphasized several times that she looks good in trousers. He Peiyuan had to wonder: "Isn't it right?"

Do you like me wearing a skirt?"

Yang Jingxing had to take a closer look. The straight jeans the girl wore today really look good...

No, no, no, wait, there is still time for dinner. This is the first time He Peiyuan has eaten alone with her boyfriend's parents. I won't talk about it until she is completely full. The key is that Xiao Shuxia asked him if he could cook. He Peiyuan

Looking back, I feel guilty: "I said I knew some home-cooked food..."

Yang Jingxing was very concerned: "What did you eat? Let me smell..."

No more, stinky scoundrel, if you keep doing this, I will be responsible to the end today... I didn’t want to, it was not planned, I didn’t even wear any cute underwear today... I didn’t want to show it...

He Peiyuan is really determined. After considering several options such as whether to go to Liyang Huadu or go to the hotel next to the International Famous Garden or have a driver take it to her home first and then go to the hotel, this girl finally decided

I calmed down and convinced my boyfriend to "enjoy it" tomorrow night!

After making the decision, the two of them went downstairs and got in the car to wait for the driver. Alas, I didn't think about the need for privacy when I selected this parking space that seemed to be in a good location. There are pros and cons.

He Peiyuan mysteriously teased: "I'll show you something."

You still had to guess what it was before you could watch it. Yang Jingxing's mind was filled with unhealthy thoughts. After making many mistakes and receiving generous hints from his girlfriend, he finally realized that there was a master in the Peach Blossom Land. No, it was "An Zhiruosu", but he became even more excited:

"Hurry, hurry, hurry..."

After taking out a palm-sized notebook from her bag, He Peiyuan had to say a lot of ugly words before handing over the notebook after ensuring all her advantages and rights as a beginner.

Yang Jingxing's picky hands that he had used three minutes ago became more elegant now. He really held it in his hand: "...I'm a little nervous and a little excited."

He Peiyuan protested that her boyfriend had committed a foul, and once again emphasized that she should be calm: "... being too exaggerated will put me under pressure."

"I can't control it." Yang Jingxing sighed: "Yuanyuan's orchid heart will be displayed in front of me from a new angle, just like seeing Yuanyuan's perfect body and skin for the first time..."

He Peiyuan was unhappy: "That's what you want!"

Yang Jingxing quickly put aside his distracting thoughts: "I will discover many new sides of my wife, the intelligence, kindness, and talent that I have never felt before... When I am going to release a new song, are you super excited and looking forward to it?"

"Sorry!" He Peiyuan looked very proud and was herself...

As for the new notebook, the cover is quite cute. One would not expect that after the title page, there are four large characters "An Zhi Ruo Ruo" that are repeatedly painted from top to bottom with a black oil-based pen and occupy the entire page.

"Beautiful, a good beginning is half the success." Yang Jingxing clicked his tongue in admiration.

"Then everyone is half successful!" He Peiyuan also sighed: "I really don't know why I praised you Nuonuo."

Yang Jingxing begged for death: "Pretty much, my wife's intelligence makes me excited."

The key point that He Peiyuan focused on was: "Have you ever called her wife!?"

Yang Jingxing had to recall: "It seems like...occasionally, not often."

"Give it back!" He Peiyuan wanted to take back the book...

The driver finally arrived, but he didn't seem to find anyone in the car when he stopped in front of the car. Yang Jingxing quickly opened the door to greet him, holding a book in his hand. He didn't blame him for being a little late, and thanked him.

The driver opened the door and quickly put on the seat cover. After taking a breath, He Peiyuan started to grab the book again regardless of her dignity: "Give it back to me..."

After all, Director Yang was internationally famous. He said seriously: "I'll take a look first. I've been waiting for so long."

He Peiyuan was annoyed: "Then let's see."

Turn it over again, and the next page after the basic name is the character profile. He Peiyuan’s handwriting is not very beautiful, but the format is very neat. The number one character is named Chu Mowen. He is 24 years old and the lead singer of the band 21 Grams. Because of his music dream

A wealthy family who left due to opposition from his parents.

He Peiyuan listed eight characters in three pages with a total of 7800 words. Four band members plus a friend of the protagonist. The other three should be the protagonists of another world, an old master from the academy who is proficient in music and the master's pride.

Disciple, Master’s daughter.

Yang Jingxing finished reading several character introductions and the car was already on the road. He didn't need the girl to remind him and he turned over several blank pages to see the plot summary.

He Peiyuan refused: "How do you know!?"

"Because I know Yuanyuan is very humble."

snort……

He Peiyuan's story introduction is actually the background of the story, which is similar to what they discussed on the way back to Puhai from Quhang. The main line of the story is still an ellipsis, but He Peiyuan already has some options, such as having the band help the college win the music competition in that world

grand prize, or the "orchestra" in that world would face the difficulty of being punished if they couldn't create music that the emperor liked.

Yang Jingxing listened carefully to his girlfriend's idea but was not in a hurry to evaluate it, and then turned back two blank pages, which is the first scene of the story. Interior scene, band rehearsal room, five people are sitting or standing, the atmosphere is dull, Chu Mowen: Three Years

Now, our band Twenty-One Grams has been established for three years. When we chose the name Twenty-One Grams three years ago, we were full of dreams...

He Peiyuan explained that this was just a scene she was trying to write and practice. She knew that the real opening could not be like this.

Yang Jingxing scrolled back and found that there was no more, so he started to think: "Have you ever thought about the time span of the plot?"

He Peiyuan nodded repeatedly: "...I haven't thought about it."

The two discussed all the way, and they seemed to be really conscientious young talents. After asking the driver who was already very familiar with the road to park the car downstairs of the girl's house, they had the opportunity to sigh that they would definitely succeed if they were discussing work so late.

He Peiyuan was annoyed. This affected her whole body. The main plot and details were closely intertwined. The character setting was even judged by the scoundrel as a bit old-fashioned... I really don’t want to do it anymore! I don’t want you to get off the bus!

Yang Jingxing still shamelessly went upstairs with his girlfriend, but he didn't sit in the room. He said hello to his elders and prepared to leave. But before leaving, he had to comfort and encourage his girlfriend. The organizer promised that as an unexperienced debut novel, He Peiyuan's book
To be continued...