Zhang Chujia despised: "Are you afraid that I will kill you?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Obviously not, look at you."

"how?"

"You can tell he has a kind heart at first glance."

Zhang Chujia objected sternly: "Take it back, I'm considering starting to charge tuition."

Yang Jingxing suddenly let go of his right hand that was holding the gauntlet, and quickly lowered it to hold the left hand of a young and fashionable girl standing on his right. The slightly clammy left hand had just reached into his trouser pocket. There were mobile phones and wallets in his trouser pocket.

Bulging.

The girl is good-looking, her panicked eyes are bright, and the lipstick on her closed lips is also bright. Her flushed face is full of grievance and anxiety, like a timid girl who has been molested but does not dare to resist.

Yang Jingxing let go of the girl's hand, took out his mobile phone, and smiled: "Want my number? Just ask, you are so beautiful."

There are such shameless people in the world! The girl glanced at Yang Jingxing and was so disgusted that she turned around and walked away quickly.

It took Zhang Chujia a long time to believe that he understood, and he carefully looked in the direction where the girl left: "Oh my god, I can't see it at all, why did you let her go!?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I still want to chat with you."

Zhang Chujia was dumbfounded: "I can't bear it!"

The next day, Yang Jingxing actually bought mooncakes before going to the Conservatory of Music. Xiao Shuxia originally said that she would come to Puhai to see her son and take him to eat and drink deliciously to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, but Yang Jingxing actually refused, which really surprised her mother.

After meeting, Yang Jingxing tried to please Zhang Chujia: "Did you say you should wear beautiful clothes during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Zhang Chujia didn’t buy it: “Did you say you should be glib during the Mid-Autumn Festival?”

Zhang Chujia only ate one of the box of mooncakes and said she could bring the others to her classmates. She also had a student concert to attend tonight, a quintet performance, so no wonder she was dressed beautifully.

"Do you want to go?" Zhang Chujia asked Yang Jingxing.

Of course Yang Jingxing wanted to ask Zhang Chujia what his program was.

"Trout, Schubert's, have you heard of it?" Zhang Chujia was quite skeptical.

Yang Jingxing really didn't.

"I'll play a piece for you." Zhang Chujia wanted to show off again.

Zhang Chujia played an intense piano lead, which was a little difficult. At least it was more difficult than "Für Elise" and "Shepherd Boy Piccolo". He also provoked Yang Jingxing: "Try it? I'll write down the score for you."

Yang Jingxing said: "If you play it again, I will remember it." It's only a dozen measures.

So Zhang Chujia played it again, and then asked Yang Jingxing to play. Although Yang Jingxing made a few wrong notes, the overall effect was not ideal. Zhang Chujia was really jealous of his memory and learning ability, and asked him to treat him to lunch.

After practicing for a day, Li Yingzhen called Zhang Chujia and Hu Yiqing called Yang Jingxing. Both of them supported Yang Jingxing to go to the evening concert to broaden his horizons, but Hu Yiqing was worried that Yang Jingxing would return to school too late.

The Mid-Autumn Festival concert started at seven o'clock in the evening and was held in the old concert hall of the Conservatory of Music. After an early dinner, Zhang Chujia took Yang Jingxing to meet with his partners.

As expected, Zhang Chujia gave one mooncake to each of the other four people, and took the opportunity to introduce Yang Jingxing: "Yang Jingxing, he is here to treat us."

There were three men and one woman. The woman was tall, not very good-looking, but cheerful: "Ah, my boyfriend, he's so handsome."

Zhang Chujia looked up to the sky and yelled as if she was insulted: "Please!"

Yang Jingxing was quite honored: "I look so charming."

Zhang Chujia glared at Yang Jingxing, and then introduced him to the three men and one woman, all graduate students. The woman played the viola, and the three men played the violin, cello, and double bass.

Zhang Chujia was focusing on introducing Yang Jingxing to his classmates: "Professor Li's student is definitely a weird one!"

After greeting several people, Yang Jingxing emphasized: "Actually, my name is Yang Jingxing, I'm not weird."

The viola girl comforted: "In her eyes, everyone is weird."

Zhang Chujia said hurriedly: "No, none of you will be anymore, only him."

The violin man asked with a smile: "How weird is it?"

Zhang Chujia is not afraid of making a fool of Yang Jingxing: "I learned 599 a few days ago."

Of course the others were surprised that Li Yingzhen was teaching students of this caliber! Her skills were inferior to others, so Yang Jingxing did not dare to resist.

After bringing Yang Jingxing into the venue with his student ID card, Zhang Chujia went to prepare and let Yang Jingxing find a place to sit by himself.

The old concert hall was actually not that old. The stage was brightly lit and the five or six hundred seats under the stage were neat and tidy. There was a large audience, so Yang Jingxing sat in an empty corner at the back.

When it was almost seven o'clock, Yang Jingxing received a call from Tao Meng: "What have you been doing? There is a class meeting, but you haven't come yet."

Yang Jingxing explained: "I'm still in the city and asked for leave from Teacher Jiang."

"Oh..." Tao Meng's arrogance suddenly weakened, "Also, the girl last time, the one in the second year of high school, came to see you, probably at a quarter past six."

"You still won't let me go? You didn't scold me, did you?"

Tao Meng was very impatient: "I suggest you pay attention to the impact... I took a bag and asked me to put it in your drawer, but I didn't take it." She was very angry. Could it be that the squad leader helped others do this kind of thing!

Yang Jingxing was very unambitious: "Maybe it's something good. You can compensate me."

Tao Meng hung up the phone.
Chapter completed!