There are actually quite a few people waiting outside the condolence hall, but most of these faces are not very "artistic" or "leaderful", so they avoid the formality just now and wait until things calm down before going in.

However, Tang Qing is very stylish. Although his hair is almost completely white, it is not thin and the style is much more sophisticated than Yang Jingxing's. His beard is gray and unkempt but seems to be carefully trimmed. He is still wearing a gray single suit with dark blue jeans, and his posture is pretty good.

Tall and straight... girls will be compared to the old people and look plain.

Yang Jingxing didn't dare to stand out anymore: "How long have you been here? Why don't you go in?"

Tang Qing shook his head and kept smiling: "If you don't go in, I have already seen my old friend leaving for a good place with a smile."

This is what girls do, and everyone is infected. Chai Litian smiles sweetly: "Thank you for the happy farewell."

"It's a surprise..." Wang Rui also wanted to express: "I am touched!"

Yang Jingxing only said in a vulgar way: "Are you alone?"

Tang Qing nodded: "Give me one as a gift...you can work first, I'm very happy talking to girls."

Yang Jingxing decisively said: "I'll send you off, please!"

Qi Qingnuo's brief roar was endless. He Peiyuan's fist had already reached her boyfriend's arm, but the girl didn't take it back. It wasn't like a punch but a reminder: "No one else is here?"

Tang Qing remembered something: "Lu Baiyong, does he have some time?"

Guo Ling was positive: "I'll call you."

He Peiyuan was relatively happy: "Yang Jingxing guessed that you would come, but you didn't notify him, otherwise he would have picked you up."

Tang Qing nodded: "Of course I want to come, but my old friend can't go."

What do you mean? Liu Siman responded vaguely: "There are also children..."

"Mr. Tang..." Principal Yang strode over, holding out his hands like a family member of the deceased: "Thank you for your hard work!" There were five or six others behind him, which was considered very sincere.

"Excuse me, everyone." Tang Qing became even more happy: "Thank you."

The young man quickly made room for his teachers. Gao Pianpian seemed to be surprised to see his mentor: "Professor Wang."

Wang Rui waved: "Hello, Professor Li."

However, this was not the time to talk about the relationship between teachers and students. Yang Jingxing explained to the principal: "Mr. Tang can't talk anymore."

Everyone in Puyin nodded in understanding, and Principal Yang quickly thought of a solution: "Now... Qi Qingnuo, you and I will accompany you to find a place to rest for a while. You can ask Mr. Tang to come to the orchestra to check out your new work."

Qi Qingnuo nodded, and everyone supported and welcomed him, but Tang Qing waved his hand: "No, I have a ticket at fifteen o'clock."

In such a hurry, He Peiyuan, who was standing behind the old man with Shao Fangjie separated from him, also hurriedly asked: "Do you have anything else to do? Where do you live?"

"Yang Jingxing has neglected his duty." He Hongchui stepped forward and emphasized his seriousness: "No matter how busy you are, it's not an excuse. You should finish this matter quickly."

"Mr. Tang is Mr. Ding's lifelong friend and an equally famous composer." Violin professor Xu Linxi gave Yirang the vice-principal and supported him: "Jing Xing has no shirk of responsibility."

"I won't cause trouble to everyone." Tang Qing was also quite a leader. He turned his head and said with a smile: "Yang Jingxing has a responsibility of thousands of miles. Please support him."

Li Yingzhen said: "Yang Jing can't walk. Please send Mr. Tang off if you have time."

They were all active and available. Tang Qing did not thank him, but once again the smile on his eyes and lips.

This time it was the turn of the principals and professors to quickly make way for the deceased's eldest son to stand in front of his father's best friend and could hardly stand and could not speak. Wen Fu Jiang and Lu Bai Yong were still walking behind the eldest grandson, followed by Guo Ling and Xiao Shu.

Xia was talking.

Tang Qing held the deceased's eldest son's wrists with both hands, and his tone became more cheerful: "Take dad out for a walk."

The eldest son, who was about to cry but had no tears, nodded solemnly, while the others were solemn.

Tang Qing was so frugal that he let go of his relative and reached behind him: "Mr. Lu, Lincoln Center's Second Symphony has your talent."

Lu Baiyong almost bowed and shook hands: "...Ashamed!"

"I conveyed Mr. Tang's words to Commander Lu." Wen Fujiang had a good memory: "There are still 306 Qi Qingnuo."

"Thank you..." Tang Qing was still pleasantly surprised: "Mr. Yang, I haven't seen Mrs. Yang for a long time and she is still so beautiful."

What are you doing? He Peiyuan frowned a little. Perhaps in order to ease Yang Jingxing's embarrassment, Gong Shangyu, who was standing next to Xu Linxi, hugged the piano and bow in front of him and then whispered: "Brother, I collaborated with He Ziang on the fourth song.

Written for piano and violin.”

Yang Jingxing nodded, but his eyes barely left his parents' side.

There are benefits to being equal, He Peiyuan quickly ran behind her boyfriend and whispered anxiously: "You can't leave now, can you?"

"It depends on the situation." Yang Jingxing still had intentions: "Are you driving?"

"No, we squeezed in from Lao Qi and Pian Pian Lingzi, and Wang Rui didn't open it either." He Peiyuan may also be particular about brands: "Borrowing Lao Qi's?"

Tang Qing shook hands with Lian Lixin and raised his hands without saying anything: "Goodbye everyone, take care... Brother Yang, please give it to me."

He Peiyuan asked her friends for help: "Borrow me the car."

It seemed that no one agreed. Yang Jingxing looked back and saw, oh, Qi Qingnuo was taking out his bag, but he didn't know whether He Peiyuan's hand reached out first or she was generous first.

Tang Qing shook hands with He Hongchui and the others: "If you don't want to drive, brother, let's go for a walk."

The eldest son of the deceased earnestly warned: "Send it to the airport and get things done."

Li Yingzhen was also attentive: "There is still time to have lunch with Mr. Tang."

The eldest son of the deceased nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, go to Shen Dacheng, I will make a call..."

Seeing his son taking the car keys from He Peiyuan, Yang Chengyi came closer and said, "You haven't slept for so long, be careful."

"I forgot!" He Peiyuan realized the seriousness: "What should I do? Let's take a taxi."

Yang Jingxing was confident: "No problem."

Yang Chengyi gave a stern advice: "Where is Teacher You? He probably hasn't left yet."

Qi Qingnuo almost suggested to He Peiyuan's ear: "Go ahead, he doesn't know where to stop."

Yang Chengyi heard it: "That's okay."

Wang Rui was still acting nice at this time: "Hello, aunt."

Xiao Shuxia, who was paying attention to the father-son conspiracy, seemed to have just seen the girls: "Okay, hello..."

Hello, aunt, thank you for your hard work... Three hundred and six people greeted each other loudly. Xiao Shuxia's eyes were so busy, she nodded and smiled more and more inappropriately, as if she recognized Liu Siman again.

Others were still immersed in the grief of losing a national treasure composer, and they particularly cherished the farewell of another. No one said such words as "have a good journey."

Tang Qing didn't seem to want to arrive here one by one: "Thank you everyone, take care... I came from this direction, is there a shortcut?"

The girls pointed out where you can get off at the parking lot.

Tang Qing grabbed Yang Jingxing and said, "I want to take a walk."

Seeing that her boyfriend didn't seem to be sincere, He Peiyuan saved the trouble and said, "Then I won't go."

Tang Qing said again: "Everyone stays."

There were hundreds of people waving and watching at the gate of the condolence hall, completely blocking the entrance and exit. Yang Jing almost forgot, after taking two steps, he turned around and returned the key to Qi Qingnuo.

Tang Qing got off the plane last night. He didn't bring any luggage and didn't stay in a hotel. He lay at the airport until dawn, then took a taxi to the Bund for a walk. He also went for a walk on Xinhua Road and saw a Chinese orchestra...

… He went to Taiwan when he was in his teens, and he had many memories. He thought he had roots in this land, but when his old friends left, he felt that all connections were lost.

After slowly walking out of the funeral parlor, the old man and the young man chatted on the roadside for a long time, because the old man still cared about the nation and the country, and culture is blood...

It was already after eleven o'clock when Yang Jingxing returned to the condolence hall. There were a lot fewer people in the hall. The string quintet played by Puyin's younger brothers and sisters could only attract a dozen or twenty people to stop and appreciate it. Only the eldest grandson of the deceased was still there to answer the tributes, and there was no one in the hall.

He was busy and pointed Yang Jingxing in the direction of the rest room.

There were only junior brothers and sisters in the big lounge, and there were still several songs to be performed, so he told the seniors that they should be in the small lounge. Yang Jingxing was not in a hurry, so he chatted for a while and shared the news that Quhang Philharmonic Orchestra was recruiting people.

Junior brothers and sisters also know that, although the company has just been established for more than a year, the requirements are getting higher and higher. The worst is to have studied abroad. After all, the director has many years of experience studying abroad. It is said that he still changed his passport. Maybe even Yang Jingxing

I didn’t even pay attention to the First and Second Symphonies.

Yang Jingxing revealed that the director did not distrust domestic musicians, but the main purpose of drawing such a line was to block related players. The Quhang Philharmonic was built with great fanfare, with a very sufficient budget and establishment... Everyone knows this, so if you have confidence in yourself, you can

Real craftsmanship, you won’t be turned away if you give it a try.

Although they are only in their teens or 20s, they are all people who have been in this industry for many years. The junior brothers and sisters even want the senior brothers to come forward and propose to the country to cancel the establishment. From now on, everyone will rely on their ability, and those who have no ability will come down...

Puhai Philharmonic is a successful example. The improvement in level over the years is obvious to all, right?

Yang Jingxing can't tell his juniors that life at Puhai Philharmonic is not easy. If the musicians have the chance, they will still go to places where there is a system...

The short break originally prepared for the leaders had not been used before, but now it was lively and crowded, but Yang Jingxing still saw it at a glance: "Teacher Hu!"

Hu Yiqing, who had half succeeded in losing weight, was also very happy: "Hey!"

Gao Jiandong explained: "The child had a slight cold, so I went out after he was put to sleep."

"Go back early." Yang Jingxing had to take care of things: "Secretary Qin hasn't left yet." The academician and the chairman of the association were nowhere to be seen.

Qin Shiguiha: "I have gained so much today. I met Professor Li and got to know Teacher Hu. Unfortunately, I wanted to say hello to Mr. Tang before, but was accepted by Puhai Conservatory of Music." He seemed a little dissatisfied.

Li Yingzhen chuckled: "Secretary Qin said he would grant you an honorary professorship."

"A joke, a joke." Qin Shigui immediately denied: "I mean there are too many honorary doctorates and honorary professors. Jing Xing doesn't need such a false reputation."

Xiao Shuxia disliked her son but still felt sorry for her son: "He doesn't look like a professor either."

"One step at a time, I will take the postgraduate entrance examination first." Yang Jingxing asked his girlfriend: "Are they all gone?"
To be continued...