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Chapter 1260 Hold your breath(1/2)

Of course, the people on the second floor wanted to unite around Ding Sangpeng, but as soon as everyone started to put on a show, Yang Jingxing asked the teachers for leave to leave for a while. Peng Yiwei still remembered what he promised to the fourth child during the intermission, and stepped forward to take the lead in dealing with the elders.

Let Yang Jingxing go downstairs to meet the beauty.

Not everyone was in a hurry to leave. The exits and aisles were not crowded. Most of the people who retreated first were outsiders. Yang Jingxing caught up with He Weidong and his wife who were still observing the hall: "Uncle and aunt..."

He Weidong looked back and wondered: "What are you doing here?"

Mother He just smiled and seemed to understand.

Yang Jingxing apologized: "It will probably take some time here. I'll see Mr. Ding off first. I can't see off my uncle and aunt."

Mother He nodded understandingly: "Go and do your work, let's take the car."

He Weidong chuckled: "It would be better to stay a little longer. It's so shameless to have all the people leave after the show. There must be a problem with our popularity."

Yang Jingxing was already looking down on others at this moment. He only nodded and glanced at the junior student who said hello to Director Yang, and continued to smile at his girlfriend's parents: "Yuanyuan won't be able to go home until later, so I asked her to accompany me to see off the family.

"

He Weidong nodded sharply.

Mother He reminded: "You should go to bed early. It will be so early tomorrow and let her go back by herself."

Yang Jingxing: "I'm used to it..."

Mother He solemnly warned: "It's much colder in Pingjing. Bring enough clothes and don't delay your work."

He Weidong actually laughed at his wife: "Look, everyone is sick..."

"Be prepared." Mother He smiled and was not sure: "I see there are quite a lot of applause and cheers."

"That's right!" He Weidong continued to laugh: "It's not like you used to have more people on stage than in the audience, big eyes and small eyes."

Yang Jingxing said: "Yuanyuan performed very well, aunt and uncle should praise her more."

Mother He was amused and disdainful: "She is just pretending, what else can she show?"

He Weidong still affirmed his daughter: "One thing to say is that at least she has a good attitude. She has to play a few times even if she goes home and has to race against time."

Yang Jingxing nodded and smiled at the junior sisters who congratulated his senior brother on his successful performance, and said: "I will be busy until the Chinese New Year, but Yuanyuan doesn't need to blame me for delaying her learning to drive. I have something to report to my aunt. Yuanyuan and I want to

Buy another car..."

Mother He was absolutely decisive: "That's not okay, there are no rules."

He Weidong was not so serious: "These things are not urgent. We will talk about them later. You go ahead and do your work."

Mother He nodded: "Yes, don't let people gossip, go quickly."

Yang Jingxing nodded in agreement and remembered to politely ask the elders to walk slowly, but he was not too hasty. He turned around and spoke to Terui Nanaka who was standing aside: "Nanaka is here, I didn't see it before... Do you understand?"

Terui Nanaka, who was wearing a small dress, saluted first, almost bowing, and then it was obviously a bit difficult: "...Hello, senior brother."

Next to Terui Nanaka, a woman in her thirties who was obviously Japanese started chatting with the high school student, talking to each other and nodding.

It seemed that Terui Nanaka understood. She nodded formally and explained to Yang Jingxing seriously: "We, sit on one side at the back, below!" and gestured with her hands.

Yang Jingxing chuckled and greeted the translator: "Hello."

The translator was also polite. She bowed and introduced herself in Mandarin, which was louder than Ai. Her name was Sengoku Nadeshiko. She had worked and lived in Heijing for five years. This time she was entrusted by Nanaka's parents to come to Urami as a "life guide"

Please help Nanaka launch a critical sprint to pass Urami Music Academy, please take care of me, Teacher Yang.

It was only three months before the professional exam. Yang Jingxing nodded to Nanaka: "Come on... How do you say this in Japanese?"

Sengoku Nadeshiko said seriously: "I usually say, goddamn daddy!"

Director Yang seemed to regret it and was a little unable to say anything: "... dry and rude."

Terui Nanaka smiled, jumped on tiptoes with fists raised, and then bowed politely to thank her.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew from behind Yang Jingxing, and then his left wrist was grabbed by a pair of hands. It was so strong that it pulled Teacher Yang around half a circle. Fortunately, Yang Jingxing was stronger and was giggling.

Zhong raised his arms and lifted up Lang Xinyan, who was curled up with her feet off the ground: "Let go."

This is Lang Xinyan's revenge: "My bones are stiff, I would rather go to class!"

Fourth grader Yu Jiajia was so polite, nodding to Terui Nanaka: "Hello."

Terui Nanaka looked carefully, and her expression of admiration immediately seemed to indicate that she was surprised that Yu Jiajia had grown taller.

Yang Jingxing wanted to introduce Jiajia's father to her, but it was redundant. Jiajia's father remembered Nanaka Terui and knew that she was Yu Xinting's good friend.

"Then let's talk, I have something else to do." Yang Jingxing waved his hand and threatened Lang Xinyan, who was still pulling his wrist left and right: "Uncle Yu will never bring you here again!"

Jiajia's father was very strict: "Xinyan, stop making trouble!"

Lang Xinyan also hummed. She let go and looked at Nanaka Terui, and then said rudely: "Aren't you cold?"

The senior sister from the previous composition department showed up with her boyfriend, and Yang Jingxing took the initiative to go up and say hello...

Director Yang had to leave the team for a quarter of an hour before he was picked up by the teacher. The experts, leaders, professors and chiefs here have all arrived in the lounge. The one who is speaking is the executive vice president, with a very bold look: "Mobile, unite, unite.

... Director Yang is back, we are talking about how to mobilize the next performance in New Zealand. Mr. Ding means that we can organize it, Mr. Tang will also go there."

What Ding Sangpeng means is: "But don't be eager for quick success."

Everyone nodded, and Yang Jingxing said: "This is not my fault, the protagonists are Teacher Wang and the others. I am really embarrassed to bother people again, and I also think... I can't be protected like this all the time, I still have to accept it.

Validate and see the audience’s real reaction.”

It seems to be right, the vice-principal also nodded and smiled: "Director Yang is too humble, precisely because he has confidence in the work, and he has absolute confidence. This is not what I said. Principal Yang will definitely give such instructions when he comes back. There are so many people

Professor Li and Professor He both nodded... What a great event, the best musicians and educators in Puhai gathered together to make suggestions and talents, which is the icing on the cake!"

That’s right. Musicians have expressed their opinions. It’s unreasonable for compatriots not to cheer at this time. When traveling, you also have to meet friends who are on the same front. What’s more, it’s a bit immoral not to invite them to talk about such a happy event.

Already...

Gong Xiaoling stood up and spoke: "I understand what Yang Jingxing means. The last thing he wants is to cause trouble to his friends and teachers, so I think we should not put too much pressure on him and let him relax and travel. He is usually so busy.

.”

Li Yingzhen was angry and said, "Let him go and let him do whatever he wants!"

"I said..." Ding Sangpeng's voice was not loud, but it could quiet down the lounge immediately, and he continued: "The Second Symphony carries responsibility and mission, not honor, fame and fortune. Everyone has a good intention and helps him complete his mission.

That's fine too. If it's to help him gain honor, it's not necessary."

The vice-principal looked very inspired and realized: "Mr. Ding is so right..."

Yang Jingxing quit: "Who can talk about responsibilities and obligations without honor? Right?"

Peng Yiwei didn't take the bait and just smiled.

Li Yingzhen scolded: "What else do you want? What else are you missing?"

Yang Jingxing muttered: "If I don't get yelled at by the teacher like this..."

"Yang Jingxing." Gong Xiaoling felt distressed: "No one can help you."

Everyone in the room laughed, but Ding Sangpeng smiled heartily: "I will be a teacher for a day."

Lian Lixin also laughed: "No matter what the performance of the Second Symphony will be like ten or twenty years later, no matter how deeply everyone interprets the work, in the eyes of Professor Li and Professor He, you have always done a good job."

not good enough."

Wen Fujiang chuckled: "Only Professor Li and Professor He can say that."

He Hongchui was so generous: "You can say anything, and say whatever you need to say. All of them are seniors and teachers who have taken care of me occasionally!"

A group of people laughed and laughed, whether they were being polite or not, Yang Jingxing could only bear it with a smile.

Ding Sangpeng seemed tired: "Professor Li, are you here first today? Everyone has worked hard."

Li Yingzhen ordered Yang Jingxing: "You can take Mr. Ding home and rest quickly. We will be on a business trip tomorrow."

Everyone became concerned. Where is Director Yang going on business tomorrow? There are many thoughts that have not yet been published. So hurry up. Even the leading actors have new feelings. However, Yang Jingxing has to take care of Ding Sangpeng, and others can't keep pestering him.

With.

Ding Sangpeng also asked: "Is Xiao He gone?"

He Peiyuan sent a text message to Yang Jingxing, and they were waiting in the parking lot. Not only 306, but also many related people were waiting, looking happy.

The targets that surrounded 306 were not the consultant or Ding Sangpeng. They all wanted to line up to hug Gong Xiaoling. Wang Rui couldn't get the chance and rushed to say hello to Professor Ding Laoli. She was even more anxious to tell Yang Jingxing: "Their date is set for New Year's Day."

After seeing Cao Qixun and Wang Yuchen for a long time, Yang Jingxing was also pleasantly surprised: "Are you ready to get married?"

He Peiyuan didn't seem to pay attention here, so Wang Rui helped scold him: "Otherwise? I would have received the certificate long ago during the Chinese Valentine's Day!"

"Congratulations!" Yang Jingxing said amusedly: "Are you so anxious?"

Wang Yuchen is more cheerful than his fiancé: "I'm not in a hurry, I'm tired from long-distance running."

Yang Jingxing stretched out his hand but said not sincerely: "The invitation is here, I will definitely go when I have time."

The couple did not bring invitations, but Wang Rui was loyal: "Bring us one more later... Hey, are you going to play "We Are Together" at the wedding?"

Wang Yuchen gave face: "Definitely!"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I'm just tired from running, I believe it."

Cao Qixun responded with kindness: "The new work is so perfect, it's amazing."
To be continued...
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