After seven o'clock on Friday morning, while Yang Jingxing was still on the road, the phone rang. A good friend called him and asked him without any expectations: "Have you gotten up yet?"

Yang Jingxing reported: "Fuxing Park is here, wait for me at home."

"I told you not to come." He Peiyuan complained and said impatiently: "Then I'll wait for you at Starbucks."

Yang Jingxing said: "Don't worry, it's still early."

"I think I'm late again." He Peiyuan was very reluctant: "What are you drinking?"

Yang Jingxing was honored: "Latte, thank you Yuanyuan."

He Peiyuan asked again: "Do you still want to eat noodles? Meat is not allowed..."

When he was about to hang up the phone, Yang Jingxing remembered: "By the way, you put on the music string."

"What?"

"Cooperate and rehearse."

He Peiyuan complained again: "I went out and the gate was closed, trouble!"

"Oh, thank you for your hard work Yuanyuan..."

It must not have been a few minutes before He Peiyuan, who was standing on the side of the road with a hot drink, saw that there was no obvious ugly face behind the rogue's car. The girl seemed to look better than yesterday, and her clothes were more beautiful than yesterday.

He Peiyuan opened the rear door first, put the instrument on the back seat, then got in front, and glanced at the driver: "What are you doing?"

Yang Jingxing Art: "Appreciate my good friend."

There is nothing special about going to have breakfast with friends. They chat about their work today and prepare for the weekend. He Peiyuan’s plan is to devote herself to learning to drive.

When they arrived at the noodle shop, Yang Jingxing really insisted on only ordering a bowl of Yangchun noodles. He Peiyuan seemed to be tired of crabs and asked for a bowl of tomato beef noodles. It was really good-looking and delicious. She showed off with a big piece of beef: "...I'll give it to you if you ask.

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Yang Jingxing was ambitious: "No...I have the coffee Yuanyuan bought."

There was still not enough time. After eating the noodles, it was still the same route as yesterday. Yang Jingxing sent He Peiyuan to People's Square, but there was no quarrel in the car.

When they were about to separate, Yang Jingxing felt stupid and looked at the girl with an apologetic smile: "...Don't think too much about it today, just go to work."

He Peiyuan rolled her eyes: "...Who misses you so much?"

People in the industry still have a keen sense of smell. In just a few days, everyone in the circle seems to know that "The Golden Age" is written by 402. After all, it is the hottest event at the moment, and all the popular singers have found 402.

The teacher applied for cooperation, probably because he was confident that he could surpass Chai Litian. Of course, there were also those who took the initiative to provide acting opportunities to 402. Friends of 402 were friends of the performance company, and the conditions were easy to negotiate...

Yang Jingxing is asking for trouble, and it will take a lot of words to shirk these things.

At around ten o'clock, He Peiyuan called Yang Jingxing again: "Hello." She said it in a low tone.

Yang Jingxing: "What?"

"I want to tell you something." He Peiyuan's tone was emotionless, almost serious: "I'm notifying you to go to the Philharmonic rehearsal next Monday."

Yang Jingxing was a little dissatisfied: "Why did you forget me? No one informed me."

He Peiyuan didn't care: "Nothing else, that's it."

Wang Rui's voice sounded: "Aren't you going to cheer for us? Strike!"

"It's best if you go on strike." Guo Ling also said: "The most indispensable thing is the pipa. I can't ask for it over there."

Wang Rui shouted again: "Reimburse the fare and meal expenses!"

Chai Litian is loyal: "If I become a cheerleader, will I be reimbursed?"

"I also want to be a cheerleader. If there is a problem, I can't be the deputy leader..." Shao Fangjie seemed to be protesting.

Yu Feifei stabilized the morale of the army: "We are the ones who cooperate the most with Uncle Wei, the royal performers!"

Liu Siman laughed: "They are the ones who are under pressure..."

Yang Jingxing laughed when he heard this: "I have something to do now, I will go there in the afternoon."

He Peiyuan was too lazy to send a message: "Speak for yourself." It sounded like she was putting her cell phone on the table.

Qi Qingnuo was also there: "Did you see that Yuanyuan is loyal? This is called sharing."

Liu Siman was very disdainful: "This is also called sharing..."

Qi Qingnuo was not in a hurry: "Take your time."

Yu Feifei has no lower limit: "Share Uncle Wei's mature, emotional and magnetic voice."

Many girls vomited and laughed and laughed. Yang Jingxing said again: "That's enough for you. I'm busy now. I'll settle the score with you later."

"Advisor." Cai Feixuan shouted: "We are ready to go to sea."

Talking about "The Golden Age" again, people who found 306 through various channels are becoming more and more sincere. Even senior brothers who don't have much friendship with Cai Feixuan are actively acting as middlemen. The girls' gate is not real.

I want to go to sea, but I really want to test it out and see what the market conditions are like.

After making a fuss for a while, I said goodbye. He Peiyuan's own phone number, she said three sentences from beginning to end, and I don't know if it was her who hung up the phone.

During lunch time, Yang Jingxing sent a text message to He Peiyuan: I confess, I eat meat.

He Peiyuan: Humph.

Yang Jingxing: We are discussing the matter and will plead guilty in the afternoon.

He Peiyuan: Cancel.

Yang Jingxing: I remember Yuanyuan promised me to go home once.

He Peiyuan: What a beautiful thought. I’m so busy with you that I’m too slow to read.

In the afternoon, Yang Jingxing arrived at the Chinese Orchestra. It was already off work time, but there was nothing to discuss. He saw that he was going to the Philharmonic Orchestra next Monday to meet up, and the specific rehearsal matters had to be discussed. Lian Lixin had communicated with Qi Qingnuo, and Peng Yiwei

I also called her to express my intention to entertain 306, and it was not like I was unfamiliar with the place.

After chatting for a while, we said goodbye and no one revealed that the consultant was actually here to pick up the benchmark.

After getting in the car and leaving, Yang Jingxing asked, "Are you hungry?"

He Peiyuan had no interest in being with rogues. She shook her head and made sure her instrument was still in the back seat.

Yang Jingxing made a plan: "If we're not hungry, let's buy a stool first. The piano room needs one."

He Peiyuan frowned a little: "I don't want to go to your house anymore..." The tone of the discussion was that after all, she had promised, it was hard to be confident.

Yang Jingxing actually asked: "Why?"

He Peiyuan didn't even think about it: "Why..."

Yang Jingxing was so thick-skinned: "Then go."

He Peiyuan thought for a moment: "It was different when I promised you... We are good friends now, and the situation has changed."

The girl was serious, and Yang Jingxing didn't smile: "Then, how about I invite my good friends to my home?"

He Peiyuan asked: "What are you doing?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Sit down and chat, play the piano and drink tea."

He Peiyuan hesitated for a long time: "Okay, you keep your word, you are inviting good friends."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Of course."

He Peiyuan also nodded: "Okay."

Yang Jingxing: "Then this time doesn't count. I'll save the one you agreed to as my girlfriend for later."

He Peiyuan was furious: "You have a beautiful idea..."

Why do you have to buy a stool? Aren't chairs used in the same way? Just go to the supermarket to buy it, where else? Yang Jingxing is very demanding and wants to go to a furniture store. Where is the furniture store? You'll know when you get there.

It wasn't too far away, and when we were still two stops away from Home Plaza, He Peiyuan stopped complaining, didn't talk much, and didn't look at Yang Jingxing much.

Yang Jingxing no longer bothered the girl all the time. When the car drove into the parking lot of Home Plaza, he explained: "This is where we came at noon."

He Peiyuan's body and expression were quiet.

After parking the car, the girl seemed to be in a trance, and Yang Jingxing wanted to say: "Let's go."

He Peiyuan looked at the rogue and frowned slightly: "...What are you doing?"

Yang Jingxing still said: "Buy something."

He Peiyuan obviously hated shopping, so she opened the door and got out of the car reluctantly.

The two of them seemed to be observing that the external environment of the Home Plaza had not changed much. Maybe the large advertisements had been changed. Yang Jingxing felt: "It's still so lively."

He Peiyuan seemed a little uneasy: "What are you doing here?"

Yang Jingxing said: "The place where Yuanyuan and I had our first intimate contact."

He Peiyuan looked at the rogue, with an aggrieved expression and a weak voice: "Who is intimate with you?"

Yang Jingxing: "I'll follow you."

He Peiyuan stopped and stopped walking. She stood at attention on her feet.

Yang Jingxing gently pulled the girl's wrist.
To be continued...