On October 7th, the Double Ninth Festival, the inside and outside of Puyin School was arranged a bit like a festival. Yang Jingxing arrived at the school to report before 8 o'clock, and then went to pick up the protagonist after a while. The address of this site was changed to:, mobile reading was changed to m≥≧10 o'clock, and the new book conference and expert seminar of "Ding Sangpeng's Composition Technology Theory Analysis" will be grandly held in He Luting Concert Hall.

On the way back to school, Tang Qing was still a little nervous as if he was joking. He had never sat on the so-called rostrum in his life. Instead, when he was young, he had a few holidays with the Kuomintang, and had been a student cadre or organization leader, and almost went to jail.

Yang Jingxing stated that he was already a degenerate generation and had no idea and ambitions, so he wanted to make more money...

Speaking of this, Ding Sangpeng just smiled and tolerated Yang Jingxing and Tang Qing as a childish person.

I arrived at the concert hall lounge at 9:30. The occasion was still lively, but the atmosphere was different from last night. The press conference was academic, and most of the people present were musicians and scholars.

The arrangement is like this. Ten people sat on the rostrum. Except for the propaganda minister of the municipal party committee, the rest were musicians, Ding Sangpeng, Tang Qing, Yang Zhixin, He Hongchui, Zhang Jiahuo, Russian editorial board member, vice chairman of the National Musicians Association, director of the Creative Committee of the Musicians Association, and vice president of the alto. But not only ten people on the stage discussed, but also several musicians would come to the stage to speak.

According to the number of invitations, it should not be a big problem to fill the audience, but some people don’t even go to concerts, let alone come here to listen to the so-called expert lyrics, so more teachers and students in the school must be needed to fill the gap.

At about ten o'clock, Yang Jingxing received a text message from Wang Rui: We are all here, we are in the fifth row, there is a distance, the comrades in the first row.

Yang Jingxing still has time to reply: I apply to sit on the stage.

Wang Rui is really a good friend, and you can understand it at one point: Haha, hurry up, have low cuts.

After almost the same time, the host came on stage. After enough preparation, he warmly welcomed Mr. Ding, Mr. Tang... this group of people.

Yang Jingxing could only watch those successful people go out to enjoy the warm applause in the backstage, and continue to wait.

Ten people on the stage sat down, the host was happy for a while, and then asked Mr. Ding to say a few words to everyone.

According to Ding Sangpeng's wish, he was not even willing to sit in the audience today. Later, he changed his mind and made the principal happy. However, the old man's brief speech today obviously did not change his original intention.

Ding Sangpeng did not regard himself as the protagonist at all. He just praised his juniors for their contributions in music careers, and did not even regard himself as an amazing senior. It seems that the book he made today was another composer who analyzed it.

Ding Sangpeng also generally affirmed the achievements made by his younger generations and praised the fine traditions of the music and culture front that were connected by the past and the future. Finally, he said: "...Thank you again, I am very happy today."

After the warm applause, the host is the real link between the past and the future. His lines were well prepared, and his intentions and realm would not be limited by Ding Sangpeng's humility and indifference. He quickly grasped the situation and grasped the atmosphere, and once again determined Ding Sangpeng's protagonist status. The new book would definitely not be low under various conditions.

The host used abundant vocabulary to write the compilation process of this book, how senior the editorial board is, how many experts and scholars provide help, how many musicians hold high expectations, and how many colleges and educational institutions look forward to it...

Now, the book is finally going to meet everyone. Of course, the person who should be thanked the most is Mr. Ding, and the person who should be corrected the book first is Mr. Ding, so this book is first dedicated to Mr. Ding.

Although many people have already written a book, the host still boasts that it looks very similar, and a small ceremony is to be held: "...I invite the editorial board of this book, the famous young composer pianist Yang Jingxing, to hand over the book to Mr. Ding to express our younger generation of musicians..."

Yang Jingxing went on stage, holding a thick book with big red flowers in both hands, with his steps straight and his eyes squinted, and did not stop the camera from shooting himself.

They all know the rules, and they applauded together on and off the stage, but the principal was busy helping Ding Sangpeng who was about to get up.

When he walked to Ding Sangpeng, Yang Jingxing would pretend to behave, bowing while serving with both hands.

When Ding Sangpeng nodded and took the book, the applause became even more intense.

The host was deeply infected and deeply touched: "Our generations of musicians..."

Yang Jingxing turned around and bowed to the audience. The more he saw Qi Qingnuo and her, then turned around and stepped down. After completing the task, he could go to his seat.

Every word on the stage was gems. When Yang Jingxing was waving towards the seat, he had a gaze with Qi Qingnuo. Qi Qingnuo smiled, which was a bit like a ridicule between brothers. The best friend was different from his brothers, and Wang Rui looked satisfied with Yang Jingxing's brief appearance. But Wang Rui also lied and did not have low cuts at all.

After sitting down, Yang Jingxing took out the expressions of the people in the same row and admired them...

The ceremony was just a moment, and the rest were speeches. The first one was Tang Qing. He was not nervous and was very adaptable. He was not very manuscripted and had a set of things, and he was also academic and humorous. He praised Ding Sangpeng and pleased everyone, and received applause several times. The latecomers must have been under a lot of pressure.

Tang Qing was the principal afterwards, and he was more serious. He mentioned his responsibilities and pressure as editor-in-chief. He was grateful for the strong cooperation of all the editorial boards and the help and support of too many people... Of course, the principal also gained great gains, and through learning in this process...

Everyone who came knew the rules, and no one was impatient when the leaders of the propaganda department spoke...

There has been no intermission in the past two hours. After finally finishing the talk on the stage, the ones on the stage continued to go up, long and short, but they all seemed to have sincere respect.

In addition to Yang Jingxing, the guest musicians of the performance, all came to the stage and looked like the principal. Through research on Mr. Ding's works, they gained a lot and felt a lot.

As a teacher in the composition department, Gong Xiaoling went on stage to speak. Although she mentioned Yang Jingxing, it did not damage her popularity. Her emotional expression was greatly supported, which also showed that there were many students on the scene.

After the speech of the musician representative was finished, Ding Sangpeng was invited again to admit his gratitude and happiness.

In fact, the school initially wanted Yang Jingxing to speak on behalf of the youngest generation. Yang Jingxing said that he was stage frightened and others couldn't say anything. As for how Qi Qingnuo refused, Yang Jingxing didn't ask.

Finally, the host recited the preface of the book affectionately, and quoted the language of praise from the previous generation of national leaders to Ding Sangpeng. The press conference was about to end.

In fact, at the beginning, the Propaganda Department had a good design proposal, which could be a chorus. Because the leader's words were mainly aimed at a revolutionary song created by Ding Sangpeng, but not only did the principal question the same as Yang Jingxing, but Ding Sangpeng himself firmly opposed it, so he still cancelled it.

However, everyone stood up and applauded while watching Ding Sangpeng leave the rostrum surrounded by him, which was one-sidedly satisfying the promotion department's pursuit of excellence.

Most of the people in the audience were still very active in the breaking party because there was no arrangement at noon, so Ding Sangpeng didn't like dinner parties or something.

Yang Jingxing, who had a mission, ignored the people around him and asked later: "Where are you going?"

306 has units and staffing, so we should pay attention to the influence of the image, so Wang Ruidu and others dispersed a little, and only came forward to greet the teachers and professors, and then revealed to Yang Jingxing: "The cafeteria is nostalgic, and college students treat you."

Yang Jingxing said: "I'll go there early in the afternoon and have some greetings."

Wang Rui nodded and turned around and waved to Qi Qingnuo who was waiting for her two meters away: "Is something wrong...really!"

Qi Qingnuo came over in two steps.

Wang Rui conveyed: "Call us to go in the afternoon and say hello to Mr. Ding."

Qi Qingnuo nodded to Yang Jingxing: "Okay."

Yang Jingxing condemned Wang Rui again: "You liar."

"What!?" Wang Rui was angry first, then hehehe.

Qi Qingnuo also smiled: "What?"

Wang Rui asked Yang Jingxing: "Is it beautiful?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I'll go there first... Alas, summer is coming to an end."

Wang Rui haha...

During the afternoon working hours, Yang Jingxing took two old men to Puhai Ai Le and started an artistic discussion with Lian Lixin. The two old men stopped at the right time, but Lian Lixin had a good understanding. Wang Jinzhe said that he just wanted to listen, but he was really almost silent. It seemed that listening alone was enough to be satisfied. However, Yang Jingxing, as the composer of the main discussion, did nothing but watch tea and pour water.

The experts communicated concisely and learned from one example. In less than half an hour, the two old composers communicated with Lian Lixin and reached a common artistic concept.

The two old men did not want to delay the orchestra work, so they left. Wang Jinzhe felt that Yang Jingxing had a hard time, and he had to come to rehearse after sending the old man back, so he had to arrange the orchestra car for help. However, Ding Sangpeng did not want to cause trouble for others, and no one dared to let the old man have more trouble.

When Yang Jingxing rushed back to the Philharmonic again, it was already past four o'clock, and the rehearsal had begun for a long time. The host who worked hard these two days was also here. The lines introducing the famous pianist Yang Jingxing were familiar enough. However, there were many programs tonight, and the songs, symphony, concerto, and choruses were sang in a series of choruses, so no matter how famous Yang Jingxing was, he was responsible for, only one movement.

Musicians are actively and strictly demanding themselves, and several famous singers and performers even communicate with each other for advice. The seniors also praised their style and said that they could give Yang Jingxing, who had just been late at this moment, but Lian Lixin said it was not necessary.

The rehearsal lasted until after six o'clock and no one left early. There was no time for dinner, so musicians of all sizes rushed to the concert hall. They thought of ways to fill their stomachs, but they must not delay the performance. The band had long been accustomed to this kind of thing. The alumni ordered fast food and food to deliver it to the concert hall and invited Yang Jingxing to join, but he had no assistant or something.

On the way, Yang Jingxing called Qi Qingnuo: "Old Ding may arrive before seven o'clock. You can get a little bit ahead of time, I will have to about a quarter of an hour."

Qi Qingnuo: "...you didn't answer?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Just rehearsal, my family has given it there."

Qi Qingnuo said: "We are soon... Why do we have to be in person? Just be there."

Yang Jingxing was funny: "You used to chat with me more than I could say, but now you are only here?"

Qi Qingnuo felt: "There are enough people, so it's not bad for us."

Yang Jingxing said bluntly: "But you are not...you can ignore me."

Qi Qingnuo haha, as if he was sincerely comforting: "It's not because you didn't find the opportunity, you are too active and afraid of gossiping."

Yang Jingxing sighed: "I don't know you too much, I don't know that Nuonuo is afraid of gossip..."

"No, no!" Qi Qingnuo stopped him, "What you don't understand is that I dislike your most." His tone was quite disgusting.

Yang Jingxing is not a shame: "Okay, I won't tell you, I'll look for you when I'm here."

Qi Qingnuo returned to mildness: "I guess we will arrive first."

After Yang Jing arrived, he saw the 306 car, but the person was not there. He called and asked, and the girls went to appreciate the arrangement tonight.

Yang Jingxing carried his clothes and found the girls in the front hall where he solemnly praised Ding Sangpeng's artistic achievements, and invited everyone to wait together in the backstage. I have to admire the girls. Several of them were not wearing morning clothes, but Yang Jingxing didn't praise them.

When Qi Qingnuo met the Ai Li person backstage, he could also say hello, which means that he had received care from Mr. Ding, so he found an opportunity to say thank you.

Yang Jingxing also has a special dressing room. Although the conditions are not as good as those of the Grand Theater, Wang Rui has set off a sensation to see Ah Shi change his clothes. After being stuffed into the house by his partner, he struggled to resist and was as strong as he went to the execution ground.

After changing his clothes, Yang Jingxing opened the door and invited the girls to come in and sit down.

Qi Qingnuo carried a bag and said, "I sent it there, Zhou Hongbo."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Alumni."

Qi Qingnuo said, "I said it, you can give the money yourself."

Yang Jingxing didn't care, so he ate first.

Eleven girls almost squeezed the small dressing room out of the water, watching Yang Jingxing take out a burger, a drink, and something from the takeaway bag.

Cai Feixuan was completely nonsense: "I haven't eaten yet."

Yang Jingxing kept his mouth full of words: "It's too little, I won't share it."

Wang Rui disdained: "Who wants yours?"

Yang Jingxing glanced around: "This room is too big."

Liu Siman hey: "Is it best to be with two people?"

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "He thinks you are not close enough."

Everyone was hilarious, and they moved back away, but in vain. Yu Feifei remembered and asked, "What did Mr. Ding and the others say yesterday?"
To be continued...