Taking the girl's hand and sitting down in the lounge, Yang Jingxing first blamed his aunt, Yuanyuan had been working very hard these days, and she was too inconsiderate to cause trouble here. Who else could be in a better mood?

In fact, compared to Qi Qingnuo, He Peiyuan's menstrual period reaction can be said to be less, but the girl is still a little doubtful: "Today is not over yet..."

Yang Jingxing nodded sadly: "Besides, I don't care about my wife either, so I'm also half responsible."

After observing the man's expression and attitude, He Peiyuan still had something to say: "I'm also a little concerned. I asked yesterday..."

"It's useless to talk, but it's zero if you don't do anything." Yang Jingxing reflected deeply: "From the time I answered the phone in Pingjing, Yuanyuan has done so much for me but has not received any attention. There will definitely be grievances and imbalances..."

"No." He Peiyuan became serious: "I don't think so, it should be, I volunteered."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes, but my aunt is causing discord."

"No!" He Peiyuan was a little angry and defended her relatives: "No means no. I haven't done much and I don't feel hard. Don't make a fuss."

One wave after another, Yang Jingxing tried to make a mountain out of a molehill: "Then why is my wife unhappy? It's really because of something a girl said."

He Peiyuan did not comment and became sulky.

"Think about it." Yang Jingxing was probably convinced: "If a man talked to Yuanyuan about music collaboration in front of me, I would feel suspicious of his motives, and I would be even more unhappy."

He Peiyuan blinked and remembered: "Don't come here!" Her chin and mouth were twisted in reverse.

"But..." Yang Jingxing was acting academic again: "You have to pay attention to the method when you are angry. If there is anything wrong, you should tell me first. You can even be honest with the person who made you unhappy. Why should you vent your anger on yourself?

?I think this is the least worthwhile and wrong way to get angry."

"Who is me?" He Peiyuan felt that the man was so shameless: "You are not myself."

What Yang Jingxing meant was: "My wife, Yuanyuan, is such a gentle, nurturing, beautiful and intelligent girl. If you let her say such unpleasant things, aren't you trying to vent your anger on her?"

"She can do it but she can't say it? I can't say it?!" He Peiyuan tried hard to restrain herself, causing a twisted smile that was not showy at all to settle on her face. She must have noticed it herself, and turned her back with all her strength: "Yes,

I have no manners, I speak vulgarly, and I am not worthy of you, a great composer!"

Yang Jingxing seemed shocked. He admired the girl's beautiful hair on her back for a while before he said in a deep voice, "Yuanyuan, these words are a bit hurtful."

The girl couldn't move.

The man emphasized his tone: "If I say that I am from a small place, I am not good enough for you, a girl from a big city, and I am only average-to-average in appearance and not good enough for you to stand out wherever you go, how would you feel when you hear this?"

He Peiyuan's body only has the movement of breathing.

"Tell me." Yang Jingxing seemed to be a little emotional: "How do you feel?"

He Peiyuan obviously took a deep breath to gather enough energy: "Shameless."

Yang Jingxing was so angry that he said, "Why are you so shameless?"

"Above average." The girl sneered: "Where is it above average?"

Yang Jingxing almost looked at himself and laughed: "Where is it not on the upper side?"

He Peiyuan snorted and turned around with an angry look on her face: "I said I'm not worthy of you and I hurt you?"

"It doesn't hurt?" Yang Jingxing got angry again: "You have no manners and you speak vulgarly, so who am I? Isn't that what you mean? The point is, where did you throw our feelings when you said such words? On the first day

How about meeting to bargain and go on a blind date?"

He Peiyuan looked directly into the man's eyes and seemed to have a clear conscience. Unfortunately, she couldn't catch up with her words: "...it's you. You said what I said was unpleasant."

"Am I saying Yuanyuan's words are unpleasant?" Yang Jingxing became more aggressive: "Am I questioning, denying, or disgusting? I feel sorry for you, but I want to comfort you. What about you?"

He Peiyuan's lips trembled twice but no words came out. She probably couldn't win the argument, so she should change positions. Her eyes began to blink, and her eye sockets immediately filled with ammunition.

Yang Jingxing's arrogance quickly diminished: "Don't cry yet, am I right?"

With such powerful reinforcements, the girl was speechless: "When did I dislike you? When did I question you?"

The man hadn't retreated yet: "Then what you said..."

"Yang Jingxing!" He Peiyuan looked at me as if it were the first time they met: "You yelled at me for the first time today."

"No yelling, let's be reasonable..."

"Roar!"

"Maybe the tone is a bit harsh. I apologize, but I'm not yelling." Yang Jingxing began to talk: "How about we seek truth from facts?"

The situation was changing rapidly, but He Peiyuan was steady and steady again: "The fact is that you yelled at me."

Yang Jingxing tried his best: "Then it was you who hurt others first."

Oh, the little thing in He Peiyuan's eyes seemed to have been exhausted, and she became half shorter again: "The angry words I said..."

"Is it okay to say angry things? What can't you say properly?"

The two of them entered the lounge for almost a quarter of an hour before coming out. There was nothing unusual, but they did not sign an armistice agreement. It was He Peiyuan who remembered the deceased and offered to put aside personal grudges and wait until business was done, but Yang Jingxing also understood that.

Doubts are a way to delay the fight.

It felt like many people came to express their condolences during the lunch break. As it got closer, the flow of people seemed to have increased, but most of them were what He Peiyuan called "urban feelings." Although relatives would not mind these people's casual clothes and easy-going demeanor, they were too lazy to do so.

Always maintain a state of greeting.

He Peiyuan and Xiao Shuxia simply sat and chatted with the deceased's daughter-in-law. Seeing the girl summarizing the day with Xiao Shuxia, it seemed that she had no grudge against her son.

What Yang Jingxing didn't know in advance was that before half past one, Pu Yin and more than a dozen leaders from several major orchestras came together again, saying that they wanted to see Mr. Ding off again. The relatives who were basically present were very moved, especially

These are the people who still refuse to go to the rest room.

However, it was more casual at this time. Wen Fu Jiangdu told Xiao Shuxia that Xiao He was "serious and responsible at work, humble and quiet, and very popular with the elders" in the unit. He Hongchui told Yang Chengyi in front of Principal Yang that he believed in the middle school.

We have heard about Puyin's situation and Qin Shigui's work style. What Yang Jingxing wants to do in Puyin does not need to be said by the secretary or principal. The teachers and leaders are fully supportive, and the new secretary Li in the school also appreciates talents. First of all

The one I investigated was the Piano Art Center.

The President of the Grand Theater talked about his thoughts and prospects for "National Cultural Center" and "International Cultural Metropolis", which was inspiring.

At nearly two o'clock, the coffin was delivered, and the dozens of people waiting for the final farewell became heavy again. They gathered around in silence to watch the body being laid into the coffin, the coffin was covered, and then the coffin was carried out of the funeral by a six-person honor guard.

A large group of people followed the farewell and helped and comforted the relatives. In fact, they didn’t have to go far. The honor guard only carried them to a place about 20 to 30 meters in front of the gate of the condolence hall. There were hearses and minibuses waiting, and there were also some farewell citizens.

There are only a few media outlets left, and the camera is only one for the Humanities and Arts Channel.

The relatives all got on the car, and they had to go there to sign or something, and entrust the Yang family to send off the guests. In fact, there was no such thing as a send-off. Once the car left, the remaining people seemed more like saying goodbye after a party.

Yang Jingxing took He Peiyuan and thanked the Humanities and Arts Channel emphatically, not to rush for the video. He also left Du Xiao the contact numbers of the National Orchestra Office and Puyin Art Department Publicity Office so that they could know the preparations for the commemorative concert, and then interviewed Berlin Love

What a joy.

He Peiyuan encouraged Du Xiao: "There is nothing to be afraid of, we are all human beings, and they are afraid of being booed. I have not been to China for so many years, and when the time comes there are so many colleagues in the industry, and they may be more nervous than you."

Du Xiao was very encouraged, but he still had to think about it or prepare to give it a try, try his best.

After saying goodbye to the TV personality who can actually perform his artistic function better, He Peiyuan suddenly remembered: "You yelled at me!"

However, the girl still had to get into the back seat of the taxi with her boyfriend, leaving the outside seat for Xiao Shuxia. It was obvious that she was going back to the International Garden, but Yang Chengyi turned around from the co-pilot and summed it up: "Yuan

Yuan, you have worked hard these past few days."

He Peiyuan's tone was very quiet: "It's you and Auntie who have worked hard, but you are so anxious."

Yang Chengyi sighed: "There is no way, there are too many debts, and such a big creditor can't even hide."

Xiao Shuxia hahaha, He Peiyuan was also happy but reasonable: "He should... speak."

Yang Jingxing didn't understand: "What did you say?"

He Peiyuan reminded: "Uncle gave birth to you and raised you..."

Yang Jingxing understood: "Okay, the interest will be waived."

He Peiyuan was too embarrassed to see anyone: "Are you sorry?"

Yang Chengyi laughed loudly: "Yuanyuan, help me tell my parents. Yang Jingxing and the others will also help with discipline."

Xiao Shuxia was more generous: "If you don't obey me, I'll beat you!"

He Peiyuan declined: "My father and mother both said he was well-educated."

"It's rare." Yang Jingxing was surprised: "Is the child someone else's good friend?"

Yang Chengyi laughed twice and remembered again. This time he didn't even go to see them one by one. He still had to set a time to pick up the teachers Jiuchun for a few days. Of course, the Ding family also had to take them. Xiao Shuxia was concerned about He Peiyuan's invitation this time.

Annual leave shouldn’t be counted. How about Children’s Day?

He Peiyuan helped Yang Jingxing think about the next record releases, movie releases, music festivals, Xu An's concerts... I don't know when I will be free.

Compared with the movie box office, Yang Chengyi is more concerned about the concert in Pingjing: "Will Yuanyuan go?"

"No!" He Peiyuan shook her head repeatedly: "They are all polite words. Even if it is sincere, it is not appropriate for me to go. In fact, he doesn't really want to go."

"Yuanyuan, go!" Xiao Shuxia urged: "Take more photos and videos."

He Peiyuan understood the woman's thoughts: "The main group shoots a lot, and there are a lot of events in Los Angeles. He would be embarrassed if he doesn't ask for me."

Xiao Shuxia also understands girls: "If you look for an opportunity... just say we want to see it!"

He Peiyuan had to be careful: "...They will definitely do a good job. There are still a few performances, so they should be available by then."

Yang Chengyi remembered again: "Teacher Xiaoyou arrived very early today and stayed there all day. I also talked with Secretary Qin..."

When they were about to arrive at the International Famous Garden, He Peiyuan discussed with her boyfriend that she would go to work and bring the car to her uncle and aunt later. The uncle and aunt declined politely, and Xiao Shuxia wanted to say a few more words to the girl.
To be continued...