On Monday morning, as agreed yesterday, Yang Jingxing did not pick up his girlfriend for breakfast, but the phone call still had to be made: "...have you called Ruirui?"

He Peiyuan regretted: "No, I didn't call her, I went there by myself."

"Let my girlfriend squeeze into the subway?" Yang Jingxing suggested: "Take a taxi."

He Peiyuan hummed: "I don't want you to worry about it."

Yang Jingxing made an estimate: "Then wait for me for twenty minutes and you can eat first..."

"I've eaten." He Peiyuan said angrily: "Have you slept well? Be careful."

Yang Jingxing was disgusted: "No problem, I have a girlfriend and I am full of energy."

He Peiyuan suggested: "If you have time during the day, take a nap...I didn't tell Wang Rui yesterday, so I wouldn't think I really regarded her as a driver."

But Yang Jingxing felt: "Wang Rui is so boring if she has to go to and from get off work alone. You have no sense of loyalty..."

The Piano Department had a meeting in the morning, which was mainly about the social practice of undergraduate students. The department and the Art Center should work together to strive for or create more opportunities for students to apply what they have learned. Director Yang also expressed his opinion, thinking that we can build on the previous experience

We should relax our horizons or even lower our horizons, and strive to change the current situation in which most students may not get a real performance opportunity even after practicing hard in the piano room for hundreds of hours. Of course, these things are mainly done by art centers, and they certainly cannot be allowed to

Professors worry about these chores, but they also suggest that young teachers can put a little more thought into it.

There is another thing that seems to be more important. Li Yingzhen’s application for the “National University Famous Teacher Award” should have been well-deserved ten years ago, but she missed it for various reasons. Of course Lu Kaiping knew that Professor Li

I don't care about this reputation, but the department and the school can't care less, and Director Yang can't care less, so I still have to jump at it.

Lu Kaiping also mentioned that Yang Jingxing's expert classroom was about to start construction, should there be a ceremony?

Yang Jingxing would never dare, but he promised to continue to serve the department and classroom teachers well...

After the meeting, Zhang Chujia sat down with Director Yang for a while and pretended to talk about work. Zhang Chujia hated the reality. She worked hard to be a lecturer and still had to do projects. Yang Jingxing even became the director but did nothing all day long.

Who can I talk to to reason with you?

Director Yang dared to say that he was busy, and Zhang Chujia became even more angry: "Busy? Busy picking up girls!"

Yang Jingxing: "Are you so well-informed?"

Zhang Chujia sneered: "Who doesn't know Pu Yin?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "...I can't bear the loneliness."

Zhang Chujia laughed: "Don't let He Peiyuan hear it. I want to know that men come to me because they can't bear loneliness..."

Yang Jingxing hissed in shock.

"No one expected..." Zhang Chujia also gossiped: "Is there any opportunity? Or is it a long-lasting love?"

Yang Jingxing thought: "Both."

Zhang Chujia chuckled and nodded: "Actually, it's good. You met her early and she can calm down. An Xin never told me that she doesn't want to be a pianist in her life. She's too tired. That makes sense."

Yang Jingxing retaliated: "You and Teacher Zhu are making good progress. You are in the right couple. When are you going to have a wedding banquet?"

Zhang Chujia hummed: "He is so poor, he won't marry!"

Yang Jingxing is a man after all: "How rich are you?"

Zhang Chujia showed off mysteriously: "Last time I accompanied Nanexiang to the embassy, ​​I met a fellow countryman of yours. He said that his family was in the electric car business. He seemed to have fallen in love with me at first sight. I admire university teachers the most, not to mention I am so young and beautiful."

Yang Jingxing couldn't bear it: "Why did my once pure and innocent senior sister become like this?"

Zhang Chujia is proud again: "I resisted the temptation of money and insisted on the virtue of treating money like dirt!"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "So the big red envelope I prepared for the wedding can be saved."

"We'll get married now!" Zhang Chujia was excited: "Bring it here, how much? Zhu Xiaomi'er and I will split it half and half, but if it doesn't work, I'll give him nine points!"

"Really." Yang Jingxing explained: "Actually, it wasn't me who prepared the dowry for the professor and bought you a house with one million."

Zhang Chujia was super contemptuous: "Do you have one million? Blow on you."

Yang Jingxing seemed to be serious: "Anyway, don't be polite to me."

"Don't remind me!" Zhang Chujia sternly refused: "I don't know what politeness means. Have you ever been polite to me? Do you expect me to be polite to you?"

Yang Jingxing suggested: "Buy a house as early as possible, and get it first if you need it."

Zhang Chujia doubted: "Really or not? You are so generous now that you have a girlfriend...Should I thank He Peiyuan?"

Yang Jingxing boasted: "I have a filial heart and don't want to see the professor worrying about you all day long."

Zhang Chujia was funny: "I own a new car that costs millions, but it's only one million?"

Yang Jingxing shouted: "How can I afford to buy a car..."

Zhang Chujia is not very interested in one million. Instead, she talked about seeing Yu Xinting's photos. This girl is quite arrogant. Not to mention she got a license plate of YXT with 204 bars. She drove herself to some lake and looked like her long hair was flying.

But he's cool. He's doing pretty well at work, too. Yu Xinting will perform three concerts next month with a famous young Japanese cellist. It's said that the box office situation is quite optimistic, and the posters are so beautiful that they're almost unrecognizable.

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Listen to them."

Zhang Chujia was funny: "You didn't expect that, right?"

Yang Jingxing was puzzled: "I didn't expect this."

Zhang Chujia looked down on Director Yang: "You have never seen that side of Yu Xinting."

Yang Jingxing hummed.

Zhang Chujia comforted her again: "But you've probably seen a side that we haven't seen."

Yang Jingxing still got down to business: "Should I buy a house or not?"

Zhang Chujia raised her head: "Let me calculate, my family can raise two to three hundred thousand, Zhu Xiaomi'er counts him one million, plus my own one hundred thousand, it's not enough."

"Not much!" Yang Jingxing hummed, "That's it. Give me the card number."

Zhang Chujia is also so shameless: "If I get married a second time, will it be two million? It's a good way to make a fortune."

Yang Jingxing gritted his teeth: "Okay, as long as you can get married, you still want to get married a second time when it's difficult to get married first..."

The two senior sisters also quarreled, and Zhang Chujia won the argument. She didn't want Yang Jingxing's big red envelope, otherwise she would not be able to hold her head high in the future and would be embarrassed to call Qi Pa.

Yang Jingxing was sad: "Do you regard me as one of your own?"

Zhang Chujia strongly explained: "I am one of my own. Don't let Zhu Xiaomi'er get cheap with my own money... His family's conditions are actually pretty good, and they are well hidden. They can barely afford to buy a house."

Yang Jingxing didn't talk about friendship: "The professor will definitely be angry if he knows it. You can coax him. I don't care. As long as you feel you can beat the professor."

Zhang Chujia was still a little scared: "... then you can give me a car as a dowry. The Lavida I originally came to see, skipping a grade, will cost at least 200,000 yuan."

Yang Jingxing was positive: "I heard there is a custom where the woman buys appliances..."

Zhang Chujia was indignant: "Discuss it with my dad and see if he agrees!"

Yang Jingxing didn't want to take responsibility: "Then choose a good car and don't let me get scolded too."

"Three hundred thousand!" Zhang Chujia became cruel, and then wiped away tears: "Why do I have to be so upright and upright, and then I suffer a big loss...Hey, can He Peiyuan agree?"

Yang Jingxing jumped up and shouted: "Who do you think I am..."

At nearly 12 o'clock at noon, Peng Yiwei called Yang Jingxing and said noisily: "Fourth brother, are you so disrespectful? We have no face, and neither does He Peiyuan?"

Yang Jingxing explained: "There is something going on at school, otherwise it will definitely be over."

What Peng Yiwei meant was: "You have to eat your food. Come over here and wait for you."

Yang Jingxing was surprised: "Who's treating me?"

"Me." Peng Yiwei said shamelessly, "I am too busy with four beauties."

Yang Jingxing was jealous: "Damn, I'm giving you an advantage, Xiaojie, don't mess with me."

"I understand, I understand." Peng Yiwei was convinced: "I've seen it before, it's too scary... Where is the benchmark?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "You are allowed to take a look...just a few of you? Others?"

Peng Yiwei said: "Of course I entertain the Fourth Queen performer, but the level is different..."

Wang Rui finally said: "Bah, bah, bah..."

Peng Yiwei laughed: "Are you kidding me?"

Yang Jingxing also laughed, but he still didn't have time to go there for free and hung up without even talking to his girlfriend.

After two o'clock, Wang Rui called again. Yang Jingxing answered and asked, "Have you finished eating?"

Wang Rui delayed her reply: "I finished eating early, chatted for a long time, and went back to work."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Where is Yuanyuan?"

"Just remember Yuanyuan." Wang Rui would also say: "Call her yourself!"

He Peiyuan finally said: "Aren't you bored? I'm dead!"

Wang Rui begged for mercy: "...weird?"

Yang Jingxing asked: "How's the arrangement going?"

Wang Rui complained loudly: "There is no schedule at all. I have been talking for more than two hours and will come back on Wednesday!"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I really envy you guys who have iron rice bowls."
To be continued...