Yang Jingxing went home quickly, but it was already past 1:30 in the morning when he got downstairs. He sent a text message to Qi Qingnuo and received a call back soon.

"Are we here?" Qi Qingnuo's voice was not very energetic.

Yang Jingxing said, "We just walked in. Are you still awake?"

Qi Qingnuo said: "Reading in bed..."

Yang Jingxing said gently: "Go to sleep, good night."

Qi Qingnuo said: "My mother asked you to come over to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Yang Jingxing suggested: "Let's all work overtime until night during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "That's a nice thought...Have you tasted the benefits of working overtime?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I tasted some bitterness."

Qi Qingnuo gloated: "I would like to hear the details."

Yang Jingxing downplayed: "He Peiyuan severely criticized my frivolity, and complimenting her on her beauty became disrespectful."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled and reminded: "That's because I care about you."

Yang Jingxing was surprised: "So, I still want you to care about other men. How can that be unreasonable?"

Qi Qingnuo chuckled: "Don't worry, I usually don't get angry, let alone criticize. How can I not be happy after being praised?"

Yang Jingxing made a difficult choice: "You should still care."

Qi Qingnuo laughed: "You can praise others, but you don't allow me to be praised?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I was just about to praise you for your magnanimity."

Qi Qingnuo was modest: "I have long since given up on this advantage."

Yang Jingxing hehe: "It's so gross, but I like it."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled: "You can also be disgusting, maybe I like it too."

Yang Jingxing said: "Okay, I will also correct this... shortcoming."

Qi Qingnuo said: "Everything has two sides, I am on the positive side..."

Yang Jingxing understood: "Everyone else is negative, I keep the positive."

Qi Qingnuo coughed lightly: "I am all ears."

Yang Jingxing pondered for a while: "Not to be cheesy, but to be honest, some people like and some people hate everything in the world, but no one dislikes beauty..."

Qi Qingnuo praised: "Your realm is broad enough. It seems that my understanding of this beauty is too narrow."

Yang Jingxing said: "Beauty is also a kind of beauty, and there are many kinds of beauties. Hongxing has different audience positioning for different artists' looks, which is more professional than I thought..."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "What did you gain? Or is it resonance?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I took a casual look, and there was a little consensus, but they didn't mention the beautiful feeling that impressed me the most. There is a feeling that I think is beyond the realm of beauty, which is the kind of beauty that strikes me at first glance.

Seeing it makes it difficult for you to think of adjectives, let alone positioning, and you feel... this world is very warm, bright, and clean."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled: "How beautiful is it? Let me feel it."

Yang Jingxing said: "So I only dare to start from the perspective of a photo and express it with melody. I can't bear to read the lyrics, so I won't write lyrics..."

Qi Qingnuo giggled shamelessly: "I look in the mirror every day and I don't feel anything."

Yang Jingxing said: "Although I believe beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I think my description is objective. When I first saw you, I didn't think of love."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled: "It's a bit meaty. Although I think it's a bit too much, but according to this routine, He Peiyuan won't be angry, right?"

Yang Jingxing was annoyed: "My performance was abnormal before."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "Are you nervous?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Maybe I really don't respect him enough."

Qi Qingnuo was silent for a moment: "...She has a strong sense of freedom and protection, which is different from Wang Rui. Is it serious? Do you want me to help you maneuver around?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Fortunately, I apologized."

Qi Qingnuo said: "That's good, otherwise I will erase another advantage."

Yang Jingxing was also silent for a moment: "...I also apologize to you."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled: "This one is more effective than the previous one."

Yang Jingxing laughed: "You should have told me earlier."

Qi Qingnuo said: "Thank you for your hard work. Go to bed early. I love you and I'm going to bed."

Yang Jingxing said: "I love you too."

Early on Sunday morning, Yang Jingxing rushed to Hongxing Company to continue his struggle. Poor Chang Yiming and Zhong Yingwen, they lay on the sofa for several hours and had to brace themselves for Tong Yichun's examination.

The recording task in the morning was not heavy, just two tracks of "In the Heart of the Wind". The piano player Yang Jingxing, who did not play a heavy role, did it by himself, and was praised by Tong Yichun.

The triangle was even more embellished, but there was no change in rhythm with just a few strokes. It is said that Yingying could knock the bell, but Tong Yichun still insisted on waiting for the percussion master Huang Hefan, and Yang Jingxing was also lucky enough to meet him.

Huang Hefan also knew about Yang Jingxing, but he only heard about it from Li Ying. Gan Kaicheng said that Huang Hefan had no interest in social circles. He was a person who enjoyed life. His focus was not on music, and he didn't ask why Gan Kaicheng didn't come.

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After the recording, Tong Yichun was still interested in watching Chang Yiming do post-production work. Yang Jingxing rashly asked for leave. After answering some of Tong Yichun's questions and requests, he was released.

Yang Jingxing rushed to see Qi Qingnuo. Unfortunately, the wedding company, which had been urged several times, finally contacted Yang Jingxing about music preparations. The wedding company was very busy and promised to give Yang Jingxing an hour or two to rehearse his own music.

Piano quartet, and it can only be tomorrow or the morning of the day after tomorrow.

Yang Jingxing was very annoyed: "I'll find the musicians myself, but you have to notify me immediately after you confirm the timing of the ceremony."

The people from the wedding company were so happy: "Okay, okay, no problem, I'll give you a call... but the budgeted money cannot be refunded..."

Yang Jingxing called Wei Junyu, who was rehearsing at school, and asked him to ask if anyone in the orchestra was willing to help. He needed two violins and a cello, and the salary would be discussed later.

Weijun Yuluoliba hung up the phone after asking this and that. He called back five minutes later and whispered: "What should I do? I want to sign up when I ask, so it's not convenient for me to say anything."

Yang Jingxing called the names and selected a few who were the least skilled. They were all girls, including Lu Hongyu.

After a while, Hu Yiqing also called. Naturally, he couldn't beat Yang Jingxing.

But Hu Yiqing can make fun of Yang Jingxing's brat: "Be a good bride? You can't imagine how many things you have to worry about. I'm so busy..."

When he arrived downstairs at Qi Qingnuo's house, Yang Jingxing was left with no adjectives for his girlfriend who was waiting for him. Qi Qingnuo's hair, which could already cover her ears, was redone, and there were big changes. It was not as casual and simple as before, and it had more hair.

Feminine. The mid-length red and white shirt embellished with florals combines nostalgic ethnic characteristics and avant-garde fashion style. The small-leg pants can actually be so sharp and three-dimensional.

Yang Jingxing giggled and said nothing for a long time. Qi Qingnuo introduced himself: "Kang Youcheng was bored last night."

Yang Jingxing was jealous: "How can it be boring?"

Qi Qingnuo still holds a grudge: "At least no one other than his girlfriend is angry with him."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes, people other than his girlfriend are much more beautiful than his girlfriend."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled and then said seriously: "I passed."

Yang Jingxing discussed: "Can you change this advantage and stop being so loyal to your friends..."

With Zhan Huayu's support, Qi Qingnuo decided to accompany Yang Jingxing to attend the wedding on November 1, so he had to buy clothes. But Yang Jingxing didn't care about clothes and wanted to go back to his residence early.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, after being intimate for more than an hour as usual, Qi Qingnuo lay down and was not in a hurry to take a shower. She said to Yang Jingxing: "Although I already believe this statement, I still want to ask you, do men really think about sex and sex?"

Love is divided?"

Yang Jingxing was disdainful: "Bullshit, a man's excuse and subterfuge."

Qi Qingnuo asked: "Why do you need an excuse? I also believe this statement. People get bored easily."

Yang Jingxing felt ashamed and inferior: "I haven't had the chance to experience it yet... I don't know when the Long March you have endured will be over."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "It will be over eventually."

Yang Jingxing shamelessly said: "On that day, the battle really begins. Defend the high ground, attack the stronghold, street battles, naval battles, air battles, espionage battles, psychological warfare...there are so many battles to be fought."

Qi Qingnuo turned over, raised his head and propped his chin with his right hand: "What kind of battle do you like to fight?"

Yang Jingxing became dim again: "I don't know, I haven't been on the battlefield yet."

Qi Qingnuo laughed so hard that her chest shook: "Imagine it."

Yang Jingxing hehe, touched Qi Qingnuo's thigh: "I like it, the enemy is masked."

Qi Qingnuo was simple and serious: "Silk stockings? You like them too?"

Yang Jingxing jumped: "Who else likes it?"

Qi Qingnuohe: "Nian Qing, I asked her why she bought so many stockings, and she despised me."

Yang Jingxing was angry: "This is unreasonable, I must make you a hundred and eighty thousand times more proficient than her."

Qi Qingnuo giggled: "I really thought I didn't understand and was just pretending to be innocent...Is what Lu Xun said true?"

Yang Jingxing was uneducated and only knew that Lu Xun was good at cutting breakfast. Qi Qingnuo read more and said that when he was young, he was surprised by the "dirtyness" of those great people. There are countless examples.

Qi Qingnuo no longer cared about whether Mozart's disgusting quirks were true, and only asked Yang Jingxing: "Can you? Think about sex-related things every three minutes, or see beautiful women...like yesterday. It doesn't matter, I know.
To be continued...