Yang Jingxing reassured: "It will get better and better. It's our own orchestra. We have to think about how to make it better and work together."

He Peiyuan nodded repeatedly: "That's why we must correct their shortcomings!"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "You must pay attention to the methods..."

Continuing to watch the music and listening to Yang Jingxing's brilliant performance, He Peiyuan became more and more worried about whether the orchestra could perform the music well, especially the folk music part. Although the members of the main orchestra were said to be the chief leaders, some of them were obviously not good enough.

What kind of connections do you have? He Peiyuan was so angry when she said: "...You are obviously considering giving them a chance on their behalf. It must be Captain Wen who is so polite to you on the surface but is holding you back behind your back."

Yang Jingxing explained: "If I were him, I might have some recourse. Yuanyuan, others can say these things..."

"I know!" He Peiyuan was annoyed: "When did I say that before?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I know too. When have I told you before?"

He Peiyuan hummed.

Yang Jingxing also hummed.

He Peiyuan suddenly smiled and looked at her boyfriend: "What do you think of Zhang Lei?" The young man in the main group performed the erhu solo.

Yang Jingxing rolled his eyes: "Not very good."

"Why?"

"I don't like the way he looks."

He Peiyuan hummed: "Isn't he handsome?"

"He's handsome."

He Peiyuan whispered the old gossip: "Last time I said I was going to San Francisco to hold a concert. I made such a loud noise before I left. I didn't even have a photo when I came back. I had the nerve to brag about it. In fact, I just found a few acquaintances.

,it's so funny."

Yang Jingxing has a sense of responsibility: "We haven't done enough work. No one knows the performers when they go out."

He Peiyuan was disdainful: "Do you think he is trying to promote folk music? He is greedy for profit! How many people admit that he is a performer?"

Yang Jingxing was pleased: "I, Yuanyuan, can see people accurately."

He Peiyuan was proud: "So I see you are a gangster... I wonder how he feels this time."

Yang Jingxing said: "That's not the case."

He Peiyuan was very skeptical: "Not necessarily...if you hadn't composed the music, he would have been more active than anyone else!"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "What's wrong with me?"

He Peiyuan looked at her boyfriend and felt a little sense of justice: "...You have offended him before!"

Yang Jingxing remembered: "Yes, this guy wants to invite Yuanyuan to perform in an ensemble and is looking for death."

He Peiyuan looked at Yang Jingxing, smiling but not smiling, as if she held a grudge in her heart.

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Don't say it's a spoiler."

He Peiyuan was curious: "Are you jealous of him? Was it intentional that time?"

Yang Jingxing asked: "Why am I jealous of him?"

"He is more famous than you." He Peiyuan guessed: "At that time."

Yang Jingxing smiled.

"Then why?" He Peiyuan wondered: "You are never like that. You pretend to be polite, but in fact you deliberately hit him."

Yang Jingxing resented: "I couldn't figure it out at the time, why did he invite Yuanyuan to cooperate? I haven't even cooperated before!"

He Peiyuan was simply furious: "Does it have anything to do with you? Blind Man, Tiantian, they have all cooperated with the main group."

Yang Jingxing simply said: "If you don't like his appearance, you are not worthy of cooperating with Yuanyuan."

He Peiyuan condemned: "Why are you like this? You judge people by their appearance!" As she said this, she grabbed Yang Jingxing's arms and pinched them to vent her anger. She leaned closer and whispered: "But this person is so disgusting. He even told people in the main group that he was so disgusting.

He said that in the eyes of others, people like him would not be short of girlfriends, but in fact he would also be lonely... vomiting!"

Yang Jingxing was about to jump up: "I don't even dare to say such things. It's so difficult for me. Bah. You still say that I am shameless..."

"Don't compare yourself to that kind of person." He Peiyuan reminded, but she still blamed her boyfriend a little: "Ever since that time you were really embarrassed in front of them. Later, when you saw us walking around, we didn't say hello to each other."

Yang Jingxing said: "He knows what he is looking for."

He Peiyuan's chin unconsciously rested on her boyfriend's broad shoulders: "Hey...if Zhang Lei wants to chase Lao Qi, what will you do?"

Yang Jingxing hehehe: "While I'm waiting for him to be at the unit, I'll go to the door of the main building and laugh three times."

He Peiyuan let go and turned around, angry.

Yang Jingxing understood: "You mean now? Of course it's none of my business now...but I also want to see the joke."

"There is no chance." He Peiyuan became loyal again: "It would be nice to have a Prince Charming..."

After chatting, we still wanted to engage in art. He Peiyuan was still positive, and she even blamed Yang Jingxing for wasting time by talking here and there. Finally, we saw Sanxian. Sanxian actually made a brief appearance or played a supporting role in the first and second movements, but in the third

It shines brightly in the movement.

After hearing what Yang Jingxing said, He Peiyuan asked nonsense again: "How did you think of it?"

"Inspiration." Yang Jingxing was annoyed: "How do you want me to explain Inspiration? Why is my girlfriend so good-looking?"

He Peiyuan still cares about her work. She wants the composer to explain the detailed requirements of the music in detail, or how the composer thinks it should be performed better. He Peiyuan even wants to practice it with the strings that were misappropriated by her boyfriend, but Yang Jingxing does not support it.

, said it still depends on the conductor’s requirements, and I believe my girlfriend doesn’t need to prepare in advance.

He Peiyuan is self-aware: "I didn't even play "Empty Mountain" well."

Yang Jingxing was angry: "What else could be better? That's great."

"Not at all." He Peiyuan saw it: "You were all perfunctory before... You just said that Blind Man and Tiantian are good, and Lao Qi!"

Yang Jingxing was wronged: "Okay, I said yes, and I will point out some minor problems with Lingzi and Xiaojie... Besides, if I dare to praise you a few more times, I'll show my face."

He Peiyuan didn't believe it: "Then tell me, how is my completion compared to theirs? What's my ranking in the solo?"

After all, it is art. Yang Jingxing stated: "Because you are my girlfriend, I have to be more strict. I used to think that the completion was very good, beyond my expectations. Now, I feel that there is still a lot of room for improvement. Keep working hard...

…”

If you have to do art and quarrel, time will fly. It’s almost eleven o’clock in the blink of an eye. He Peiyuan at least understands some of the key points and difficulties of Sanxian, and forgets the rest, so as not to be preconceived. After all, she is not the chief.

To prevent others from gossiping, He Peiyuan asked Yang Jingxing to summarize and compare it to the First Symphony. Since he is so good at playing it: "...what do you think? How much better is it?"

Yang Jingxing pretended: "If the first one is six points, the second one should be considered eight points, mainly in terms of form and structure, as well as harmony and tonality..."

He Peiyuan once again made a sad decision: "You'd better go to New York."

Yang Jingxing was more conservative: "Without my girlfriend, it's only seven points."

"There's no reason not to go. It's totally unjustifiable." He Peiyuan felt embarrassed: "What if you think I'm not allowing you to go... As long as you don't lie to me."

Yang Jingxing said seriously: "I won't lie to Yuanyuan."

He Peiyuan regretted again: "Actually, I want to see the reaction over there... to see if you are bragging."

Yang Jingxing also followed his girlfriend's lead: "Then let's go together."

"No!" He Peiyuan was determined: "They are going to laugh me to death... Do you think it is possible during the Third Symphony?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I'll keep working hard...it will take ten points for third place."

It was getting late, so I had to sit for a while. He Peiyuan asked not to drink tea. Now I can only drink water, preferably honey water, milk and yogurt, etc., but I don’t have anything at home. Let’s buy some tomorrow.

Yang Jingxing was mentally satisfied and didn't care much about it. He hugged his girlfriend for a while before going out, but he didn't get any worse and was even more restrained than before. He Peiyuan didn't resist too much. Anyway, she didn't have to do anything, and there was no substance.

Sexual loss, not even skin-to-skin contact.

Today, the car drove downstairs and was discovered by He Peiyuan's parents. He Weidong said that there would be a tug-of-war competition in the factory tomorrow afternoon, and asked his daughter and Yang Jingxing if they were interested in going to see it. They were considered a professional tug-of-war team and it was quite fun.

Yang Jingxing listened to his girlfriend: "...Do you want to go?"

He Peiyuan hesitated: "Don't practice driving again?"

Yang Jingxing claimed credit: "Why are you so anxious now? A full-time driver."

He Peiyuan stomped her feet: "I don't want you... I'll think about it before I decide."

The second half of the daughter's sentence was directed at the top. He Peiyuan's parents noticed the bottom. He Weidong repeatedly agreed to do it, but his wife couldn't figure it out: "Do you still want to think about it? Just go..."

He Weidong invited his wife back to the house: "402, be careful when you go back."

The two young people stood downstairs for several more minutes, discussing the matter seriously without any other ideas. Finally, He Peiyuan decided to accompany her parents to visit, but Yang Jingxing was not allowed to go.

Yang Jingxing was about to yell: "Uncle He, Yuanyuan won't let me go..."

The sound of beating people would not disturb the people. He Peiyuan let go of the beating. Anyway, the surrounding people had observed it and it was safe.

When Yang Jingxing got home, of course he still called. He Peiyuan changed her mind again and no longer wanted to go to her parents' factory. She couldn't explain why, she just didn't want to go. He Peiyuan made a serious decision to go practice driving in the morning and meet again in the afternoon: "

…I can drive and you can drink, isn’t that good?”

Yang Jingxing was not happy: "Then you can tell your father, it's not that I don't want to go..."

"I know." He Peiyuan's tone was apologetic and gentle: "Are you hungry?"
Chapter completed!