Yang Jingxing succinctly and straightforwardly stated a matter that for a musician is nothing but daily necessities, but what he got in return was his girlfriend crying like a bolt from the blue, crying and desperate for life, which was more unexpected and frightening than the phone call an hour ago. No.

Yes. Is there some big misunderstanding? Or is there a flaw in the expression?

The thunder was followed by tears. He Peiyuan spread her hands left and right, circled the ground and wiped her eyes to save herself. It was like a dance move, and it was difficult to stop the dripping from flowing down.

It's true in the entertainment industry that rival actors should be evenly matched. If one party is too high-end, the other party will easily become timid and dare not take the role. Now that He Peiyuan exerted his strength, the calmness on Yang Jingxing's face could no longer be maintained, and he began to feel at a loss.

I was so anxious that I even wanted to cover my girlfriend's mouth, but I didn't dare to actually do it. When I opened my mouth again, it was obvious that I was the strong one, "What are you lying to? Tell me."

He Peiyuan ended the series of actions by covering her eyes with the heels of her hands and pressing them hard, but the sound did not end and she continued to whine. However, the opening and closing of her mouth several times was probably not for crying, but mostly to seize the opportunity to say a few words.

, but unfortunately the crying half of the brain is much more powerful, and will close it tightly to attack a little bit of opening. It is very difficult for the girl to survive with her two lips pinched.

Taking advantage of the other party's blindness, Yang Jingxing moved closer: "If you think I lied to you, tell me, tell me earlier..."

He Peiyuan suddenly spread her arms, showing her tearful eyes: "You didn't lie to me at all?"

The quarrel between men and women may have been engraved into genes during human evolution and has become an instinct. Yang Jingxing simply blurted out: "Which sentence did I lie to you?"

Women's genes are much richer and fuller. He Peiyuan used a series of expressions and movements to help pave the way for her tone to switch to a free and easy tone: "You didn't lie to me. I lied to myself. I deserve it..."

Yang Jingxing also raised his chest: "I just can't find it happy for myself. You can be unhappy about this matter, but you should ask the ins and outs first..."

"I asked!" He Peiyuan's sneer was dry and dry: "Is it useful?"

"I said it." Yang Jingxing became more energetic again: "That's what happened."

"What kind?" He Peiyuan stared fiercely: "You don't know anything!"

"I don't know." The man said firmly and glared back: "How about I lie to you and hide it from you? Can you hide this kind of thing?"

"You're not lying?" He Peiyuan was so angry that she stuttered: "You don't care! You don't care!"

"It doesn't matter?" Yang Jingxing's face was anxious, and he seemed to be filled with anger and blood: "You are making such a fuss, I don't care if you make such a fuss?"

"No more trouble." He Peiyuan quickly wiped her eyes and calmed down instantly, as if her tears had stopped. She simply and persistently continued walking up the stairs.

Yang Jingxing hurriedly held him back again, almost on the verge of tears: "After all, I lied to you, what did I lie to you for?"

"You don't know it yourself?" He Peiyuan's thinking was quite thorough: "The liar still wants to ask the person who was deceived?"

Debate? Yang Jingxing would also say: "Then I am not a liar."

He Peiyuan shook her arms vigorously as if smashing something to the ground, and stomped several times.

Yang Jingxing did not let go this time, and even hugged him violently: "Let's talk about it when we get home!"

It should be said that He Peiyuan struggled and resisted with all her strength, and even used some punches and kicks that were likely to hurt others and herself. However, the power disparity between the two sides was too great, and it was really difficult for all four limbs to defeat one hand. Yang Jingxing also had some talent in being a gangster.

One hand is holding the girl's waist, and the other hand is still protecting the girl's head to prevent it from hitting the door frame. My neck and head can also dodge most of the cat punches that hit her head and face.

He didn't frown even a few times.

The corridor of the public stall seemed so short at this time. The girl may have been too frightened and even before she could shout for help, she heard the sound of a heavy door closing. She had been forced into the room. After that, she suddenly burst into tears. Different from before.

The girl was filled with resentment, and the girl's current cry seemed to show fear and despair. No wonder she didn't kick or hit her. When she was put down by the man, her whole body went limp and was completely powerless.

It was obviously difficult to hug her, so Yang Jingxing used both hands to pull his girlfriend up and stabilize her.

Unable to give up, He Peiyuan used all her strength to break away from the body contact, and she also knew how to turn around and stagger towards the door.

Yang Jingxing blocked the door with a flick of his eye, already gaining the upper hand: "What have I done to deserve this?"

He Peiyuan squatted down and ignored it, seeming to recharge her batteries...

In the next ten minutes, neither pair of feet left the entrance hall. The floor tiles, which were already looking gray and gray, prompted He Peiyuan to suggest several times that professionals should be hired to clean and maintain them. However, the two of them did not move less. Yang Jingxing would pull, hug, or

While caressing her girlfriend, He Peiyuan's main thing was to squat on the spot and spin around in circles to get out of the way. She said a lot of words, but they didn't help the situation and even drove the car in reverse. Her eyes, tone, and emotions were all expressed, but she obviously couldn't achieve them.

They understand each other, so they are often silent.

Yang Jingxing also squatted for a while.

I had to go around in circles and couldn't keep up with my girlfriend who was spinning randomly, so I could only speak from the side: "It's normal for you to feel uninformed, but I understand it, but it's two different things from lying..."

He Peiyuan had had enough of the man's repeated nonsense. She was so angry that she slapped the floor: "What's the matter? Who kept me in the dark? It wasn't you?"

Yang Jingxing hesitated for a moment and then nodded slightly: "I have my reasons, but I didn't do it subjectively..."

"You didn't mean it!" He Peiyuan's slender neck was twisted: "You never meant it, it was unintentional. It was unintentional when you asked Zhao Gu and the others to perform in the bar, and it was also unintentional when you asked Zhao Gu and the others to perform in the bar.

It was unintentional for Manshijie to build relations with the Chinese orchestra..."

Why does it involve work? Is there any logical relationship? Yang Jingxing obviously couldn't turn around and couldn't answer.

"You didn't mean it!" He Peiyuan quickly concluded: "You have subconsciously!"

But the problem was that squatting for a long time caused insufficient blood supply to the brain and made it difficult to move. Yang Jingxing had to stand up and think of countermeasures. What's amazing, he had an idea only halfway up: "Listen to what you said, where did you go?" He squatted down again.

"Isn't that what I said?" He Peiyuan narrowed her eyes and said contemptuously: "Yang Jingxing, you are a human being. There is no need to be secretive when doing things. You can rest assured to support her. I applaud you and support you!"

Yang Jingxing was so speechless that he looked a little surprised: "Oh? Just for this?"

"I will arrange it!" He Peiyuan looked at the man with admiration again: "Ordinary people are not qualified, right? Only those from Peking University are qualified!"

Yang Jingxing observed the girl carefully and felt a little helpless: "The screenwriter has too many thoughts in his head... I will say it again, last year, it seemed that I was preparing for the launch of "Registration". Just before May Day, a group of students had a dinner together, both men and women.

They are all about to be seniors in college, some are going to graduate school, and some are going abroad, just to cope with the situation..."

"Yes!" He Peiyuan glared and praised: "You, Yang Jingxing, are so charming! If you accept any scene, others will remember it for several years, and even post it on the Internet... you will never forget it!"

"I don't know the people in the video..." Yang Jingxing seemed to not know how to explain: "Coincidence..."

"And I'll help you with the hype!" He Peiyuan added the key point: "Help you!"

"What kind of hype is this?" Mr. Yang said loudly now: "I don't know if you don't tell me... It should be from the students. Huang Qianchi and the others have been doing this kind of unpopular stuff, and they seem to be unique."

"Yes!" He Peiyuan nodded with her head raised, and then gnashed her teeth gently: "It was all done by others, you don't know."

"I really don't know." Yang Jingxing knows how to calculate: "I will definitely tell you if I know it, or else I will suffer such a big loss?"

"Yang Jingxing." He Peiyuan looked at the man again and asked herself: "Who can't read your company, your website, Qi Qingnuo? If you say you don't know, do you believe it?"

"Why don't you believe it?" Mr. Yang is now a big company: "I basically don't care about the content of the website now, and I don't want it to be approved..."

"Is Qi Qingnuo your ex-girlfriend?" He Peiyuan immediately figured it out as soon as she asked: "Oh! I know you are obsessed with her, so you are following her, so please raise your salary as soon as possible!"

Yang Jingxing was amused, but he quickly adjusted it to a forced smile: "They may know some things in the past, but the atmosphere in Eyang will not consider this aspect, let alone come to say hello to me. There are systems in place, you know."

"I don't know." He Peiyuan was almost exhausted: "Which one of Zhao Chengdi and Huang Qianchi is really stupid? Without your explicit hint, who would dare? Are you doing so many cover-ups? Do you think I'm stupid? Whose fault is it from the beginning to the end?

Who can’t see the fart?”

"No!" Yang Jingxing was heartbroken: "You are thinking too complicated..."

Fortunately, the new bullshit tug-of-war basically revolves around "whether the boss knows about it." It is okay to focus on one point, but Yang Jingxing himself is not an insider, so it is really difficult to give a convincing explanation, so in

After being besieged by the girl's sorrow and crying for a long time without finding a breakthrough, he, a grown man, lost his temper and decided to find help: "I asked Wang Yaru, what is going on." He stood up again.

He Peiyuan's feet must have been numb after squatting for so long. She bent her body even though she wanted to stretch her legs a little, and her expression was quite painful.

Yang Jingxing was not joking, his phone soon started ringing with a dialing tone, and he even turned up the volume.

The staff answered the phone slowly: "Mr. Yang..." The tone of voice also conveyed a common workplace atmosphere, nothing out of the ordinary.

"Ya Ru." Mr. Yang also pretended to be affectionate like an ordinary boss: "Don't you have a holiday?"

"Forget it, I'm going to work today." But Wang Yaru also had to explain: "My roommate in college originally invited me to go to Putuo Mountain, but luckily I didn't go. I worked overtime yesterday."

"Thank you." Yang Jingxing replied, "Did you write that campus topic?"

Wang Yarun: "Cheng Di chose the topic. She went back to Suzhou and didn't have time. I wrote it for her. The outline is all hers."

What Yang Jingxing meant was: "Let me ask if you have communicated with the author when reprinting?"

The boss is showing off his hypocrisy again. There is no point in respecting copyright.

It's so easy. If you have the ability to give money, Wang Yaru can only hesitate and perfunctory: "I contacted you, but you haven't responded to me yet. I have two songs that are many years old and should be fine. Are you talking about the song or the video author?"

"It's mainly videos. I guess they are all students, so they may be more concerned about it." Mr. Yang became verbose at this moment: "Where did it come from? Do you know where it was first published?"

"It was first launched in Jiyi, Qushi also has it." Wang Yaru is very clear about the situation: "Jiyi accounts have more fans early on, but the source we added is Qushi, Jiyi is quite disgusting."

"Oh..." Yang Jingxing noticed that his girlfriend had her head turned away as if she was disgusted with the content of the call, so he carefully put his hand on the girl's shoulder to express comfort and apology before he dared to continue asking: "I didn't see the reprint instructions. Did I miss it?"

"Yes." Wang Yaru argued: "The video is at the end!"

"Oh, that's good." Four Zero Two was very impressed: "I haven't heard of two of them, but you can find them."

"Alas..." Wang Yaru sighed loudly: "Actually, there are a lot of songs. I have to save them for my graduation project to avoid repeating them. I am in a hurry and can only scrape together these few songs. I can wait another month and a half, but I have to do them after they are released.

I feel like it’s going to be a big fire.”

"Oh." Mr. Yang didn't seem to care much about whether he was popular or not: "Are you still in the company?"

"No, I just came out for a while. My roommate was waiting for me to have dinner, and we parted ways on the train in the evening." However, Wang Yaru still focused on work: "Is something wrong?"

"It's okay, just ask." Mr. Yang pretended again: "Entertain your classmates well."

"Oh..." Wang Yaru seemed to doubt the boss's sincerity, but continued to be positive: "I have been preparing for the graduation topic for a long time. It is divided into several small topics. The new song will probably be one of the main features. If nothing else, no problem?"

"You guys do your job normally." Yang Jingxing followed his girlfriend in circles nonchalantly: "I'm dead."

Wang Yaru agreed: "Okay..."
To be continued...