Although time was tight, we still had to eat lunch. The teachers and students went to the cafeteria together, and met many acquaintances along the way, and they kept saying hello. He Hongchui and the others received thanks from many colleagues, mostly thanking them for creating and sharing

for this rare opportunity.

Everyone seemed to know that Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo were today's protagonists, so they had to accompany Smiley Face all the way. However, Qi Qingnuo was much busier than Yang Jingxing, and she had to contact the group members to tell them to gather together.

The cafeteria was also busy. Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo originally wanted to be filial to the teacher, but Li Yingzhen took care of the food herself. Several people were still on the phone constantly, including their leaders, friends, and even the media.

Chai Litian's classmate who wanted to change her career to be a reporter was really keen. She followed Yu Xinting to find Yang Jingxing, but she gave up after seeing a few teachers.

Li Yingzhen was concerned about whether Yu Xinting had eaten, and then asked her to change into more dignified clothes and stop looking so cute. Gong Xiaoling suggested that Yang Jingxing, who was devouring his food, should eat slowly to avoid choking.

When Cai Feixuan ran to the cafeteria out of breath, He Hongchui received another call from the principal, saying that it was time to pick someone up. So Qi Qingnuo, who had not finished eating, could only tell Cai Feixuan what she meant and asked her to tell 306

Others.

Qi Qingnuo has quite a leadership style: "Don't be too lively, be ladylike. Don't be a jerk, just talk. Unify your thoughts, and allow yourself to brag when you have the opportunity, but don't go too far. Require innovation, change and development, but more importantly

Respect tradition.”

Cai Feixuan laughed: "Spokesperson of your party."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "There is also democracy. Go quickly and I will call you later."

Several teachers put down their chopsticks without eating even a little bit and went to pick up people. A sign saying "Warmly welcome experts and leaders at all levels and from all walks of life to come to Shanghai Conservatory of Music to guide work" was erected at the school gate. The sign was used on the morning of the 1st.

A security guard maintains order in all aspects of the neighborhood and strives to create a prosperous and orderly atmosphere.

The open space on the left side of the school entrance has been turned into a temporary parking lot. Security guards are also in charge. Two cars have been parked. The leaders and experts of the school are here to greet them. The principals are cheering with the few who have already greeted them.

chat.

A male guest about fifty years old in a white shirt and gray trousers came up to shake hands with Li Yingzhen when he saw her. He looked very enthusiastic, and then also said hello to He Hongchui.

"Yang Jingxing, Qi Qingnuo." Although Yang Jingxing was right next to him, Li Yingzhen still called out, pulled Yang Jingxing's arm, and introduced him: "This is Li Weiguang, vice chairman of the National Federation of Literature and Art, president of "People's Music" magazine

ed."

Yang Jingxing was not familiar with the connection, but he was still very polite: "Hello, Mr. Li."

Qi Qingnuo also nodded: "Hello."

Li Weiguang gave him a caring smile and continued chatting and laughing with the principal.

The so-called Literary and Art Federation is commonly known as the Federation of Literary and Art Circles. However, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles is not only engaged in literature, although its group members are definitely the National Writers Association. The members of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles are not only the Writers Association, but also the Filmmakers Association.

The Dramatists Association, the Acrobats Association, the provincial literary federations... and of course the National Musicians Association.

You can imagine how many vice-presidents there are in the Federation of Literary and Art Circles. Vice-President Li Weiguang was sent to the Federation of Literary and Art Circles by the Musicians Association. Li Weiguang is also the vice-president of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, although his artistic achievements are far less than those of just a member.

Li Yingzhen, but a bunch of official positions sound much better than Li Yingzhen's "professor".

Fortunately, Li Yingzhen had a wide circle of friends and introduced another man in his forties to Yang Jingxing, who was the editor-in-chief of "People's Music" magazine.

Although this magazine "People's Music" is not even read by students at the Conservatory of Music, it has been a core Chinese journal for many years. Under socialism, status and reputation are not necessarily related.

After a while, three cars came together. A group of people moved along the street to greet them, because Ding Sangpeng was in the front car. Yang Jingxing must have known the car behind him, it belonged to Zhang Jiahuo.

At this time, some students from both inside and outside the school began to stop nearby. People who didn't know the situation would definitely guess that such a grand welcome must be at the department level.

In fact, in addition to artistic achievements, Ding Sangpeng also had political achievements in his life. The most noteworthy thing is that Mr. Ding has been the vice chairman of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference for many years.

What's more worth mentioning is that Ding Sangpeng has been the vice chairman of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference since he was in his fifties, but he has always said that he cannot attend meetings because of physical discomfort or illness. He has been suffering from this illness for many years, and he is now over eighty.

Maybe he regretted missing too many meetings, so now he wants to have fun by holding meetings by himself.

After the principal personally cooperated with the security to lead the car to a stop, a group of people came to welcome them, but the status of inside and outside was still clearly distinguished. Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo were on the outside, eye to eye.

The principal opened the car door himself, bent down and stretched out his hand: "Mr. Ding, thank you for your hard work."

In the back, there are people called Chairman Ding, people called Principal Ding, people called Teacher Ding, people called Professor Ding... Ding Sangpeng is probably overwhelmed.

Ding Sangpeng was helped out of the car by the principal. He seemed to be in good spirits, with a clear smile on his old face: "Thank you, everyone, thank you." His voice was not low either.

The principal held Ding Sangpeng's right hand, and the middle-aged man who came down after Ding Sangpeng held the old man's left hand. This middle-aged man almost had shawl hair, and he didn't look like a handyman. As expected, he also received a wave of greetings.

In fact, Qi Qingnuo and Yang Jingxing both know each other. This person works as the current chief conductor of the Puhai Chinese Orchestra, and his official position is the director of the composition and conducting group.

After Ding Sangpeng stood up straight, he stopped asking for help and greeted the people coming off the other two cars. Now it was lively. Another vice chairman of the National Musicians Association, director of the Creative Committee of the National Musicians Association, and deputy director of the Central Chinese Orchestra

, chief conductor and music director of the National Youth Chinese Orchestra, chairman of Puhai Musicians Association, and editor-in-chief of "Yuefu New Voices" magazine, are here together.

The principal is worthy of being a principal. It is useful for him to bring so many people here, so that each of these distinguished guests can be accompanied by two.

Although the social scene at this time was very complicated, the one who had the loudest voice was to send Ding Sangpeng to the reception room to rest as soon as possible. He could not bask in the sun or cool breeze here.

Ding Sangpeng refused, saying that he would wait here because there were several others who were arriving soon. Ding Sangpeng's son, who was nearly sixty years old, felt very filial. He brought his father a cane and put on his coat, and called those who had not arrived yet.

At this time, Li Yingzhen and He Hongchui did not dare to take Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo to introduce them, and could only wait with Ding Sangpeng, keeping smiles on their faces.

Zhang Jiahuo, chairman of the Puhai Musicians Association, saw Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo behind the crowd, but neither of them looked at him. Zhang Jiahuo greeted everyone enthusiastically, and they all felt familiar.

Ding Sangpeng accepted everyone's enthusiastic support and happily thanked him again and again, almost making those people embarrassed to express their respect anymore.

As the two protagonists had nothing to do, Qi Qingnuo simply took two steps back and tugged at the back of Yang Jingxing's clothes.

Yang Jingxing turned around and looked into Qi Qingnuo's eyes.

Qi Qingnuo asked: "Are you excited?" His voice was a little softer than that of the group of people, but it was not so loud that he was afraid of being overheard.

Yang Jingxing said: "It's okay."

Qi Qingnuo smiled slightly: "Am I being sentimental? Look at the dark circles under my eyes."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Not yet, but we have to be careful."

Interview with Qi Qingnuo: "When preparing to start a new relationship, are you excited or uneasy?"

Yang Jingxing was modest: "I'm still in the stage of getting ready to start. I'm excited but also uneasy."

Qi Qingnuo pursed her lips and pulled the corners of her mouth, smiling with her eyes: "I'm still waiting for your call in the morning."

Yang Jingxing said: "I thought about fighting."

Qi Qingnuo asked: "Why not?"

Yang Jingxing said: "If you hesitate, you will feel devalued and embarrassed."

Qi Qingnuo's eyebrows were angry: "I want to stimulate you, I have hesitated countless times."

Yang Jingxing grinned widely.

Qi Qingnuo was also brilliant: "Don't be so happy, right?"

Yang Jingxing was generous: "Forget it, I'll let you go today."

Qi Qingnuo's eyes narrowed with a smile, but he changed the topic: "If you have nothing to do tonight, take them to the bar, I will arrange it."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I'll ask them later."

Here, after Ding Sangpeng thanked everyone, he also introduced each other to everyone. After all, there were still people who didn't know or were unfamiliar with each other.

Everyone listened respectfully to what Mr. Ding said. Although they were all very capable people, their achievements and age were far behind those of Ding Sangpeng.

For example, the principal of Puyin, after receiving a bachelor's degree in composition from Liaoyang Conservatory of Music in his early years, came to Puyin to study for a master's degree in composition, and then went abroad for many years to further his studies. Every step he took was down-to-earth. The principal in his fifties has

Many works, including vocal suites, symphonic poems, orchestral music, symphonic dance dramas, folk music, and film scores... have achieved considerable success.

In this country that is rich in meteoric composers, the principal can well deserve the title of composer. But he is also a composer, and the principal is only in the circle.

As for Ding Sangpeng, he is not only a composer for the people, a composer for the country, but also a composer's composer. Ding Sangpeng's popular songs can be sung all over the country, and his classical works can also be performed all over North America and Western Europe.

There is only one Chinese composer alive today, Ding Sangpeng, who can be mentioned by teachers and textbooks in almost every Western music school, or even studied in depth.

Ding Sangpeng looked around and said to everyone at the speed of an old man: "It's a festival for students. They are young and full of vitality, like small trees in the sun. They thrive and need our attention. Teachers are gardeners, and we can all be teachers."

"

Everyone agreed.

Ding Sangpeng added: "I am very willing to communicate with students. I am not afraid of old age, and you should not be afraid. Let's celebrate a festival with the students together."

The crowd was excited.

Ding Sangpeng asked He Hongchui: "Are Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo here?"

Before the old man finished speaking, Gong Xiaoling turned around and called: "Yang Jingxing, come here."

Everyone looked at the two students and found that they were smiling sweetly. The two students walked over in a few steps and walked out of the way to reach Ding Sangpeng.

Yang Jingxing stretched out his hands and bowed to Ding Sangpeng: "Hello, Mr. Ding."

Ding Sangpeng nodded with a smile, shook hands with the waiting Qi Qingnuo, and said, "Thank you, do you want to welcome us?"

Everyone gave a warm welcome, and Qi Qingnuo said brightly: "Welcome, thank you, and welcome to all seniors."

Yang Jingxing nodded and smiled, and the teachers on both sides moved closer to their students.

Ding Sangpeng said to He Hongchui: "He Hongchui is my student, but you are better at teaching than me."

He Hongchui couldn't bear it: "You have given me the prize, we are all your students."

Yang Jingxing said: "Me too."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "Me too."
To be continued...