Yang Jingxing finally ended the call with the teacher. Xiao Shuxia was so worried for the composer: "Check the phone first!"

Fortunately, there were only five missed calls, from Ji Yangtianlin, Shen Yibo, and Wang Jinzhe, plus one that started with 001 and one that could not be recognized.

Xiao Shuxia seemed to have discovered her son's dilemma and suggested: "Go back to the United States first."

Yang Jingxing didn't reply. He checked the text messages first. Although there were more messages than phone calls, he could tell at a glance that there was nothing special. Most of them were compatriots. Those who were not present were happy to hear the news and congratulations, and those who were present were moved and emotional.

Xiao Shuxia also had priorities: "What did Yuanyuan say?" She was still a little embarrassed to inquire.

He Peiyuan has been serious and pure since she got up in the morning. The latest news has made her decision: I will pretend that I didn't see it, and I won't say anything anyway. Ma Lifei said that she would deliver food to the office.

Yang Jingxing called directly: "The Chinese orchestra is so united and friendly, so I won't go in and affect the atmosphere."

He Peiyuan figured it out: "It's not necessary in the first place. Just be polite in person. It's exhausting for anyone to save face. What do the cultural troupe say?"

Yang Jingxing: "He said that if you are deeply influenced by art, you will love music."

"Stop coming!" He Peiyuan snorted: "I suspect that you guys are working together to defraud the country. What did he say?"

Yang Jingxing still tilted his body to hide from some overly concerned mothers: "I feel a sense of accomplishment and I am touched. I said that the atmosphere today is different from the premiere."

He Peiyuan hummed slightly confused: "The group members are also saying that maybe the people who came to support for the first time are not as confident as today. There are not many people in China and they are reserved and modest. I guess some people are afraid of being embarrassed if they don't do it well. Plus They were not adapted to show their culture on that occasion, so the Chinese audience at that time was actually psychologically weak, and then they became emotional from depression..."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Who said that?"

"Luo Chong said it first." This was the first time He Peiyuan gossiped about the always low-key double bass principal of the main band: "He is a forecaster. He posted two paragraphs after nine o'clock and seemed to be offline. His level is only two months. .Ma Tianju said that the two of them coincided with each other. I think Luo Chong’s expression was clearer. I’ll give you a copy of what they sent. There are a lot of people today, but most of them are just hindsight.”

Yang Jingxing: "I saw that if I spill the beans one day, you won't be able to run away."

He Peiyuan snorted contemptuously: "Why, what does it have to do with me!?"

Yang Jingxing couldn't think of it: "Who else can talk to me besides you?"

"There are many." But He Peiyuan didn't pursue it for now: "You go to an Internet cafe, and I can't read some of it. She also said that we are young and 306 is the coldest one, so Feifei sent a New Year greeting picture."

"It's disgusting to wait until after dinner." Yang Jingxing was quite concerned: "Have you started preparing lunch?" Xiao Shuxia at least listened to the greeting and went to deliver the knife to her husband.

"No, keep it simple at noon." He Peiyuan still only dared to whisper her dissatisfaction with her mother: "I wanted to be lazy and asked me to help at my grandma's house. Li Diya will also show off. Luo Chong said that the audience will slowly develop art. Only when they wake up can they feel the power of culture, which makes them feel at home in the United States and allows them to be on an equal footing with other ethnic groups in the concert hall... What do you think?"

Yang Jingxing sighed a little: "This is a typical artist's thinking. You can create with this kind of thinking but cannot use this intention to serve the audience. It is unrealistic. When you write a book, you should also pay attention to it. People's communication intentions are often too obvious. Be well received."

He Peiyuan herself didn’t know: “What is my intention?”

Yang Jingxing: "I can already feel a little pursuit of noble morality."

"Is it wrong?" He Peiyuan was very angry.

"Of course it's true, but the audience is not me. They don't know Yuanyuan that well, and they don't like Yuanyuan from the bottom of their hearts, so they won't easily accept the ideas of a stranger." Yang Jingxing didn't seem to be attentive: "The story is the story and the music is.

Music, don’t make too many blatant comments.”

"It's just telling stories that don't make sense, I know." He Peiyuan felt a little bit aggrieved: "Luo Chong didn't tell the audience, internal summary is not good?"

Yang Jingxing still feels: "This summary is a bit one-sided and a bit extreme. The key is that it is easy to force others to make things difficult. Anyway, I do not support this kind of elevation."

"Then you..." He Peiyuan said angrily: "How extensive are your works when you say others are one-sided?"

Yang Jingxing hehe: "It's not about how comprehensive the work is, but when we face the results... we should be at peace with ourselves."

He Peiyuan

Xi Sheng scorned: "I only know this word for a few days."

Yang Jingxing hummed: "Illiterates can't be energetic?"

"Yes." He Peiyuan encouraged and advised: "Luo Chong is not one-sided. He said that Chinese people hear the warmth of local accents, Westerners hear the ancient civilization, music fans hear the melodiousness, and musicians hear excellence. It is not

Just talk about Chinese people.”

"There is a problem only if you speak too nicely." Yang Jingxing said anyway: "The long march of thousands of miles is just the first step. What is needed now is to be modest, prudent and steady, and not to be exaggerated."

After He Peiyuan pondered, she still wanted to uphold justice: "You can't let others be dumb, right? You are not a star, nor have you been promoted and paid for it, and Luo Chong is not a flatterer. Maybe he just feels something in his heart. If he is right

How can people develop if they are indifferent to other people's success and everyone is doing their own thing?"

"Well, that makes sense." Yang Jingxing was very inspired: "Then do you want me to study how to be a good role model?"

"No need!" He Peiyuan's tone was strong and soft at the same time, like a mother educating people on right and wrong: "Just continue to do your own thing well. It's their freedom to say whatever other people want. As long as you are not complacent and get carried away, we will see you in the long run.

In the human heart, what is false cannot be true and what is true cannot be false.”

Yang Jingxing felt emboldened: "When Yuanyuan said this, I have an agenda."

"Don't come here." He Peiyuan demonstrated: "You are the typical hypocrite, others are much more sincere."

Yang Jingxing said in a sincere tone: "Really, I feel a lot more at ease after listening to Yuanyuan's words. Although it is a big truth, it is very convincing when told by a person who sets an example. The key is to have a girlfriend who sets an example and can make up for my shortcomings in behavior."

insufficient."

He Peiyuan was very surprised: "Do you still have shortcomings?"

Yang Jingxing did his part: "There are many, so sometimes I also think...if Yuanyuan had another personality, maybe I would really harm others and myself."

He Peiyuan was calm and curious: "What personality and why?"

"There are many dangers. If Yuanyuan is a bit more flamboyant, stingy, arrogant, or squeamish, it will cause a chain reaction." Yang Jingxing assumed that he was a little scared: "Others' views of you will change, and they will change their view of us together.

My views on this matter will change even more, and I don’t know what my views are. Let alone using me as a composer to perform my works, I may not be allowed to enter within 500 meters of the Chinese orchestra.

So meeting Yuanyuan like this is really a blessing from God."

"God is evil..." He Peiyuan hummed: "Then let me ask you, if I were a different personality, would it be possible for us to be together?"

"That's more than likely, the probability is ninety-nine percent." Yang Jingxing was quite confident: "As long as Yuanyuan is as beautiful as her, personality doesn't matter at all."

"Go, you go, you go!" He Peiyuan yelled as if there was no one around: "There are many, go find them quickly... Huh, it's not certain whether people will pay attention to you or not!"

"It's definitely easier to chase than you." Yang Jingxing laughed and suddenly remembered: "But there will probably be no "Second Symphony". It is no exaggeration to say that Yuanyuan's character..."

He Peiyuan asked: "Why is it gone? Maybe there will be three, four, and five people all over the world long ago..."

After Xiao Shuxia inquired twice, she gave up hope on her son. The guy hid in the study room. It looked like he was not talking seriously. He was really in vain.

Fortunately, the composer's girlfriend was conscientious. He Peiyuan didn't let Yang Jingxing get around her for too long and brought the topic back on track. Is it time to contact Pingjing? It's been several days. Could it be that people from Pingjing

Do you want to look down on the Puhai people or don’t want to be looked down upon by the Puhai people? Even if you perform the European premiere with the Berlin Philharmonic, you won’t be disappointed. Maybe Puhai even has a problem with the composer!

Yang Jingxing thought openly: "It's better not to be interested, and I will save myself a lot of trouble."

He Peiyuan wondered: "Besides the cultural troupe, is there anyone else looking for you?"

It was a big project to sort it out one by one. Avoiding the difficult and dangerous ones did not reduce the workload much, so it was able to kill two birds with one stone while killing time and keeping the line busy. What was even more lucky was that He Peiyuan realized that she was being used.

I didn’t get too angry after that. I just patiently persuaded my boyfriend to understand and tolerate some behaviors that may seem a bit tacky but may also contain true feelings. From the girl’s point of view, the Puhai National Band is considered to be rich and poor for a long time, which is inevitable for normal people.

It's a moment of excitement, but I believe that musicians can calm down, because they can't see the true face of the composer, and they might think that someone has a state of not being happy with things and not sad with themselves, and be affected by this.

He Peiyuan is not just talking on paper. She has also done some practical operations in the past two days. For example, no matter what the mentality of several senior teachers in the main group sent blessing messages to her, a junior who is not familiar with her, no matter whether it is the enthusiastic office director

Still plain and simple Wu Xiaoshan, He Peiyuan felt that she had treated each other with courtesy and had a clear conscience. Or Liu Mingqiu, He Peiyuan thought that this senior sister might be dissatisfied after being rejected for asking for help, but this time she took the initiative to call herself.

The communication was pleasant and even sincere. As for Xue Yihan, she and Tan Dong were still concerned about the concert situation before they boarded the plane to return to their parents' home. It can't be said that they were just afraid of being forced to pay back the money.

In short, it is necessary to treat others with sincerity. With this rule, He Peiyuan simplified a thing that originally worried her very much, and decided relatively easily to inform her friends in the 306 group that there might be news tonight. This

The girl was in a dilemma before. She thought that if she spoke, she would be accused of showing off, etc., and if she didn't speak, she would be labeled as unloyal and disconnected from the masses... But once she figured it out, it became easy and simple, and she could do whatever she wanted.

Sample.

Yang Jingxing strongly supported his girlfriend: "I also went online and we talked together."

"No!" He Peiyuan became serious again: "We can't go online together... It seems like it was intentional, so I said you were visiting relatives and couldn't access the Internet."

Yang Jingxing shouted: "Jiuchun is not so backward. Why don't you have a little time for your relatives? Even if you are sincere, I will be hypocritical?"

He Peiyuan just asked, do you know what it means to reap the consequences? The composer is not that illiterate...

After accompanying his girlfriend to discuss everything he could think of, Yang Jingxing wanted to sort out and report to his parents. Xiao Shuxia wanted to check her phone again, but Yang Chengyi felt the same way and actually helped the composer to block it, and Yang Jingxing didn't need to do it.

On May 10th, Boss Yang was handling the vegetables in the basket unfamiliarly while saving trouble: "You should not be stupid if you can get to this point. You can handle ordinary things by yourself, but don't be conceited, especially in interpersonal relationships. Don't be conceited."

If you feel that you are number one and others will ask you to beg you, don’t have this thought in your subconscious. You must always remind yourself that you are standing on a platform formed by everyone..."

However, Yang Chengyi also knows that it is impossible to cover everything, so there are still some methods and methods that must be prioritized, but treating them separately is by no means snobbish...

Yang Jingxing listened humbly to his father's teachings, and the opportunity to practice came before he even heard what time it was. When a reporter from Puhai TV called, he first warmly wished him a happy New Year and then suggested that the composer conduct an exclusive interview while the iron was hot. This was considered to be timely.

Her parents were listening to how polite the composer was to reporters. Xiao Shuxia's happy nod received a slight approval from her husband. It was okay and she knew that the leader and performers should be put first.

The Yang family also keeps things simple at noon, with four dishes and no soup. Let’s have some fruit drinks. The news at noon is also full of New Year’s flavor. The Spring Festival is celebrated across the country, with old traditions and new atmosphere. Not everyone eats, drinks and has fun during the New Year, the mountains and the sea

The amazing border guards and the respected medical staff who are still working on the front line during the New Year. In the New Year, we go to the grassroots level and let the audience understand the work of the railway station security inspectors.

As soon as the news about foreign tourists experiencing Chinese folk customs came out, Yang Chengyi and his wife were fully immersed in it. The news was a bit long. Yang Chengyi commented: "This is also a kind of culture."

Yang Jingxing is so amazing now: "What we export must be competitive and not look strange to others."

Yang Chengyi reluctantly nodded and said seriously: "The soil and water support a person. How did you grow up when you were a child? How did grandma take care of you? Grandma."

The TV screen turned, and the female host looked at the news with a strange expression: "A brief message is inserted below. On the evening of February 3rd, U.S. time, a special Chinese New Year concert jointly presented by the China Puhai National Orchestra and the New York Philharmonic Orchestra will be held at

It was a complete success in New York, USA, and Chinese folk music has received widespread praise for its unique charm. For detailed reports, please watch the 19 o'clock news broadcast on our comprehensive channel tonight."

In just one and a half minutes of text messages, Yang Chengyi's eyes widened and his face changed. Fortunately, he ended with a smile. Xiao Shuxia was grinning from the beginning, waiting for the TV to start the crowds at the temple fair again.

After the scene, she came to her senses and told her husband the good news: "Detailed report!"

Yang Chengyi leaned back slightly, thinking calmly. He was more than just a big boss, he almost looked like a leader: "...can you inspire Xiao Chen?"
Chapter completed!