Yang Jingxing felt aggrieved: "I didn't test you."

He Hongqiu asked: "How did you say it specifically?"

Ding Sangpeng actually succumbed to Yang Jingxing's enthusiasm for publishing a book for him. Although the old man seemed to have abandoned the world, he was very knowledgeable and disgusted with the words fame and fortune in this society, so he was very interested in Yang Jingxing's so-called temptation.

He also knows it well.

After several happy visits and talks, with occasional mentions and discussions during the period, Yang Jingxing and Ding Sangpeng have gradually reached a lot of consensus. Although there are many composers who seek fame and fortune, these people can also shine.

. And allowing this group of people to appear on the editorial board list will be another contribution, or sacrifice, made by Ding Sangpeng to music.

The teachers and students chatted for about half an hour. After He Hongchui hung up the phone several times or asked people to wait outside, he finally couldn't bear it anymore: "I'm going to communicate with the principal and we will discuss it together when..."

Yang Jingxing said: "Please discuss with the principal, I am not qualified."

He Hongchui criticized angrily: "Principal Yang treated you poorly!? Didn't he appreciate you?"

Yang Jingxing ran away in despair, too embarrassed to talk to the teacher waiting outside the office.

On the way to the north building in a hurry, Yang Jingxing met Wang Rui and He Peiyuan. The two girls were holding hands and were very close. When they saw Yang Jingxing, they asked in unison: "Where is the boss?"

Yang Jingxing said: "We're here, where are you going?"

Wang Rui complained: "There is no one at 306, where else can we go...to 402."

Yang Jingxing kept passing by: "Next time, I have to go to class later."

Wang Rui was about to show off her power, but He Peiyuan seemed to hold her back.

Room 402 is very clean. The tables, chairs, drums and keyboards are all spotless. On the blackboard is Yu Xinting’s chalk writing: New semester, come on!

At ten o'clock, the first class of the first semester of the sophomore year is the history of Chinese music. Except for this course, which has high requirements for students majoring in music, other majors are of the same level, so it is a big class, and Puyin's big class is often

There are hundreds of people.

When Yang Jingxing walked into the lecture theater, there were already forty or fifty people inside. Some people looked at the door. Yu Xinting and An Xin, who were seated near the front, gave some expressions, while Luo Jiaqian and Xu Xuesi in the middle waved.

Xia Xiaokang, the grade president of the Composition Department, seemed to be far away and shouted loudly: "Yang Jingxing... the grade meeting will be held at four in the afternoon, don't be late!"

Now more people were looking at Yang Jingxing, and they saw him nodding his head again and again.

After sitting down next to Xu Xuesi, Yang Jingxing talked to Luo Jiaqian: "I haven't seen her for two months, she is so beautiful."

Luo Jiaqian chuckled: "Thank you."

Xu Xuesi asked: "Didn't you go home during the summer vacation?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I've been back for a few days..."

Luo Jiaqian asked: "Why don't you come to play with us?"

Yang Jingxing said: “I don’t have time to play at all.”

Luo Jiaqian chuckled: "I'm just kidding, I know you're busy."

Xu Xuesi gloated to Yang Jingxing's girlfriend: "She originally wanted to go to Zhang Hongwei's concert, but she had something to do and couldn't go. She regrets it to death."

Yang Jingxing asked Luo Jiaqian: "Do you like old men?"

Luo Jiaqian doesn't mind, but what she wants to ask is: "How did you start cooperating with them?"

Yang Jingxing said: "All kinds of coincidences and luck..."

The classmates in front turned to look: "Yang Jingxing, have you written a song for Zhang Hongwei?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No..."

Luo Jiaqian hurriedly explained: "I didn't write songs for him, but they wrote songs together. "The Year and the Hall" is so good, haven't you listened to it?"

The other party looked at Yang Jingxing in surprise: "Did you write it?"

Yang Jingxing explained: "No, I'm lucky..."

As soon as the first class ended, a dozen or so people immediately surrounded Yang Jingxing, wanting to hear about the onstage and behind-the-scenes story of "The Year and the Hall". Several of them were sophomores in Puyin's Composition Department, and they should have stopped listening to popular music.

The song is on my level.

Yang Jingxing was simply flattered and at a loss what to do, but as a department manager of Hongxing Company, he was still very disciplined in the industry, so his understatement disappointed his classmates. Such exciting and legendary stories told in entertainment news, in Yang Jingxing

It has become uninteresting here.

"What about what Cheng Yaoyao said?" The students all felt that they were on equal footing.

Yang Jingxing said: "It's all polite. Just like us, a work is completed and there are too many people to thank."

A classmate made a pertinent analysis: "They talk like this a lot, but we all know each other."

Another classmate was suspicious: "Didn't you say that Cheng Yaoyao came to school to look for him?"

Yang Jingxing said: "She is very polite and considerate, even to a small role like me."

Luo Jiaqian analyzed: "I'm in my mid-twenties at most. If I can survive like this, I must be fine as a human being."

There were more and more people watching. Yang Jingxing frowned: "My stomach hurts. Let's go get it sorted."

Since when did men also have the hobby of going to the toilet together? Yang Jingxing no longer cared about the friendship between classmates and ignored it.

When returning to the classroom, Yang Jingxing went to Yu Xinting and An Xin and informed: "Go to the North Building tonight."

Both girls nodded.

During lunch, Yang Jingxing waited for Qi Qingnuo in the cafeteria for a while, and called Pang Xi to ask about the situation in the company.

After roughly reading the minutes of the meeting, Pang Xi also found an opportunity to mention: "Tong Yichun seemed a little unhappy and mentioned it several times... But it was notified long ago, and it is impossible for Lan Jingyue not to be notified."

Yang Jingxing said: "It doesn't matter, I won't go this week. If you need anything, just call me."

Trial recording will begin next week. Fortunately, Yang Jingxing is only the producer's assistant, and Gan Kaicheng is responsible for everything.

Qi Qingnuo had just finished taking a small class with He Hongchui. He Hongchui also told her about publishing a book for Ding Sangpeng. He was pertinent and direct. He asked Qi Qingnuo to avoid the matter, but he could help Yang Jingxing. Also.
Chapter completed!