The ice-cold and sweet mango smoothie is half price for the second serving. Yang Jingxing was very humble: "Give this glass to her first, I want the second glass."

He Peiyuan was just trying to argue: "I'll have two cups...Twenty-seven, here you go."

Yang Jingxing was really thrifty: "Then I don't want it anymore."

The little girl selling things smiled indifferently, not as familiar as the customers.

After looking at the signs in the store, He Peiyuan remembered: "When will you arrive tonight?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Not necessarily, it depends on the situation."

What He Peiyuan is concerned about is: "When will you go there tomorrow?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Working time will not be delayed."

He Peiyuan thought: "It's okay if you don't go."

Yang Jingxing said: "Others sell me this face."

He Peiyuan took the first cup of cold drink, took a sip from the spoon, tasted it, took another sip, and asked: "Are you writing songs for Fu Feirong?"

Yang Jingxing said: "There may be some, but not many. Cheng Lu's creative power is not yet mature."

He Peiyuan laughed a little and asked curiously: "Do they think your mind is no longer in Hongxing?"

Yang Jingxing said: "You may think so, but it doesn't matter. I've done the work that needs to be done."

He Peiyuan's disdain became more obvious: "You are still indispensable?"

Yang Jingxing Hey.

He Peiyuan asked: "You didn't write a song for Cheng Yaoyao, does she have no objection to you?"

Yang Jingxing thought: "Maybe...she actually has some potential, but her character is more decisive."

He Peiyuan asked: "What kind of character?"

Yang Jingxing made an unreasonable comment: "Cheng Yaoyao is relatively traditional at heart, even tacky, which is reflected in her work. She is very conservative, has no initiative and pioneering spirit, so it is difficult to reach new heights."

He Peiyuan was frightened: "It's over, I'm also traditional and tacky."

Yang Jingxing: "It may be traditional, but not tacky... What I mean is the outlook on life and values. What Cheng Yaoyao values ​​​​the most is income. It is understandable that it is not derogatory. She also adopts it in the right way."

He Peiyuan praised her: "I know her very well."

Yang Jingxing was modest: "A little bit, after all, I have been a producer."

He Peiyuan looks like a non-practitioner: "Does the producer have to know the singer well? Emotional communication?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I will resolutely resist the unhealthy tendencies brought about by Gan Kaicheng and his group."

The second cup of cold drink was handed out, and He Peiyuan reached out to take it, but Yang Jingxing couldn't grab it quickly, so the girl became angry: "Mine!"

Yang Jingxing poured it directly into his mouth, like a hungry dog.

"It stimulates the stomach." He Peiyuan still kindly reminded: "Aren't you afraid of stomach pain?"

Yang Jingxing didn't care: "You and Cheng Yaoyao have different motivations at the beginning. She has been pursuing fame and making money since she was a teenager. Throughout her career, most of the time she has been thinking about how much she earns. Music is work, only

But she still likes this job. You regard music as your dream, and the income is the added value."

He Peiyuan rolled her eyes: "What about you?"

Yang Jingxing: "Of course I will follow your lead."

He Peiyuan suddenly remembered: "Who is Mr. Y? Is there anything you dare not say using letters?"

Yang Jingxing didn't pretend to be stupid: "Weibo? I met her before that, but I didn't ask whether Mr. Y was me, and Cheng Yaoyao didn't say anything."

He Peiyuan said: "I didn't ask you because I thought she was being mysterious... maybe I just wanted you to ask her."

Yang Jingxing was embarrassed again: "Why are you so vulgar?"

He Peiyuan turned her face away, but did not waste any time before scooping something to eat. Then she turned her face and was surprised, before the spoon was taken out of her mouth: "You mean, she just wants you to ask her, and you know it!"

Yang Jingxing was stunned for a moment and waved his hands vigorously: "No, no, let's do it again, this doesn't count..."

He Peiyuan smiled so proudly, her eyes were squinted, and her long hair was fluttering slightly as she moved her head.

Yang Jingxing added: "Cheng Yaoyao attaches great importance to word of mouth and is particularly afraid of people saying she is putting on airs, so she caters to others and wants to be comprehensive. In Gan Kaicheng's words, she has a pleasing personality, which also has an impact on her music making."

He Peiyuan nodded: "Do you remember that time when Tong Yichun rehearsed? Cheng Yaoyao went to visit the class at night and brought a lot of food and drinks."

Yang Jingxing nodded.

He Peiyuan continued: "I also felt a little bit...she seemed to have a little affection for that Zhong Ing-wen."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "You are right in your observation. This is pretty much how she treats her peers."

He Peiyuan said: "I didn't observe it...it was different from what I imagined, so I noticed it."

Yang Jingxing said: "It's actually not easy. The work is very tiring, and I basically support one-third of Hongxing."

He Peiyuan nodded, looking slightly touched: "It's hard to get off the horse... Do you feel tired?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head shamelessly: "I am a person with dreams."

"What dream?" He Peiyuan chuckled: "That time we went to Mingzhou to perform, it was the first time someone took the initiative to invite us. We were quite embarrassed afterwards and probably lost money."

Yang Jingxing: "Contribute to art."

He Peiyuan nodded: "But they are running really well, they have a lot of sponsors, and they are very supportive of folk music. Forty or fifty performances a year are folk music, one third... No, the person in charge of our side at that time was also a

I’m a girl who just graduated. She has a nice personality and is easy to talk to. Why am I talking about you..."

Yang Jingxing didn't care about good or bad words: "Thank you, thank you!"

"I didn't say it." He Peiyuan affirmed: "She was also the one who asked about composing music herself, and she has quite a taste for it... Feifei Pianpian and the others, oh, bragging, saying what you want, playing basketball, and working out."

Yang Jingxing held his head high and his chest high.

He Peiyuan looked at it and smiled evilly: "What do you think others said?"

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "You must want to get to know me."

He Peiyuan smiled lightly: "Others also said that people like you must have a very tiring life... It turned out to be a prophecy, and something will happen to you this afternoon."

Yang Jingxing said: "I really don't think anything about it. It will be fine the more I see it."

He Peiyuan understood: "There are so many people who care, right? That night I watched Wang Rui calling and calling, but she couldn't get through. I was moved by her."

Yang Jingxing chuckled: "Good sisters."

He Peiyuan was a bit condemned: "They are all anxious to death, and you still say that you are getting more popular!"

Yang Jingxing had no conscience: "So girls with long hair are short of knowledge."

He Peiyuan reminded: "Lao Qi has short hair... isn't he just as worried?"

Yang Jingxing, it seems he doesn’t know what to say.

He Peiyuan was a little sentimental and serious: "She did this for you. In fact, everyone should know that Wang Rui blamed her a little at the time. But you can only say it yourself, I can't help you."

Yang Jingxing hesitated and then shook his head: "You will hate me even more."

He Peiyuan sighed slightly, looked at Yang Jingxing again, and laughed: "If you knew what happened next, would you still be graceful at that time? Do you still want to be famous?"

Yang Jingxing Hey.

He Peiyuan felt again: "But what should happen will always happen. No matter what you do, they will never let go. Those who want to come back will come back."

Yang Jingxing stretched out his hand over the half-cup of cold drink: "Give it back to you, don't talk anymore!"

He Peiyuan smiled like a spring breeze.

Seeing the car, Yang Jingxing hurriedly ate a cold drink.

He Peiyuan was not so stingy and changed her mind: "Zhang Rou hasn't graduated yet?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I have graduated. Lin Wenfang has also graduated. I heard that he is working in a big company in Quhang."

He Peiyuan was surprised: "I think the interview was at school."

Yang Jingxing knew: "It's also a TV show, and it also pursues effects... It's still a surprise, Liu Miao's book is not in vain, do you know what she said?"

He Peiyuan was willing to hear the details, and after hearing Yang Jingxing tell Liu Miao's views on the incident, she expressed her agreement and admiration: "...But if that were the case, the effect of helping you would not be achieved, or they would not be so good. They are very smart,

I don’t mention you from beginning to end, but the effect is better. I think there should be clear instructions.”

Yang Jingxing laughed and shook his head: "I don't know. The production director called me twice, but it doesn't feel like it."

He Peiyuan thought: "I definitely won't tell you clearly. They probably followed the arrangements of their superiors... They didn't know it at the time, and they never watched the news. Later, Pianpian and the others waited until midnight to watch the rebroadcast."

Yang Jingxing: "My mother is disappointed. She thought she was going to praise her son by name during the focus interview."

He Peiyuan shook her head repeatedly: "It's not good...Did Tao Meng and Yu Xinting see it?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I don't know."

He Peiyuan thought: "You should know that Yu Xinting and the others will definitely tell her if Tao Meng is still in the country?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I'm going to the United States."

He Peiyuan asked: "You haven't graduated yet?"
To be continued...