Opening the door and entering the house, He Peiyuan was not so careful now. She helped each other to take off her shoes and kicked them to straighten them slightly. She put her bag down casually, picked up Yang Jingxing and took out the key chain on the counter from his trouser pocket: "Car keys."

Take it off, just with the door."

Yang Jingxing had a wonderful idea: "I might as well not take it with me and ask you to open the door."

He Peiyuan was embarrassed and tolerated it: "Come back to me to get it..." Then she looked at her boyfriend's wallet: "I don't have any cards that I don't need. Do you have enough cash? Don't go over there and withdraw money. It's inconvenient... and the premiere, phone number

None." She picked up her boyfriend's cell phone sympathetically.

Yang Jingxing didn't seem to have time to look: "Is there a phone number?"

He Peiyuan entered the password unskilledly, and looked a little serious: "Six! Teacher You, nine forty-five, why is Wei Junyu looking for you..."

There is no need to return these calls. Yang Jingxing doesn't even know where An Xin is now. Please contact her tomorrow.

"It's just these few people." He Peiyuan looked at the text message with contempt and sympathy. The top message on the interface showed that it was twenty-two forty and it was from Gong Shangyu: Brother Jingxing, this is Shang Yu. Not long after the performance ended, I

When I returned home, I really wanted to congratulate my senior brother in person, and I was also happy...

Yang Jingxing was still choosing the right pair of shoes, and he consciously asked, "Just wear these pairs? What's wrong?" He noticed that his girlfriend's expression was not right, so he reached for his mobile phone.

He Peiyuan flicked her elbow hard, turned her back to her boyfriend, and clicked on the text message to read the full content.

Yang Jingxing chuckled and leaned into his girlfriend's ear. He lowered his head to see if there was any trouble. Gong Shangyu's text message was quite long: Brother Jingxing, I am Shang Yu. I went home not long after the performance.

, I really wanted to congratulate my senior brother in person, and I was glad that I was just a drop in the ocean. The vastness of the Second Symphony in the theater must still be stirring, and when I returned home, the warm cheers were still echoing in my ears. Even before the concert, I was very

I clearly know that the first thing we have to do is to remain in awe of the Second Symphony. But after tonight’s performance, I understand better the joy among the brothers and sisters. You must be like me, feeling too much in your heart.

I am so full of admiration that I can’t express my regret. I am already full of expectations, but it is still difficult to control myself if I don’t want to. I put a thousand words into one sentence, thank you.

What a genius, Yang Jingxing could tell with just one glance: "True or false."

He Peiyuan hasn't finished reading yet, but the way she stares at the screen of her phone seems to be that she has read some appalling content, and she is simply feeling sick.

Although he mentioned Gong Shangyu to his girlfriend when we were talking about work, Director Yang explained again: "I'm not familiar with her, and I haven't spoken to her a few words."

The phone screen stopped, and He Peiyuan clicked and pressed again and again, and had to re-enter the password. The girl was extremely impatient with this setting, and she hated it so much that her nose made a sound.

Yang Jingxing tried: "It's disgusting, don't pay attention to it."

He Peiyuan seemed to have finished reading. She held the phone and looked directly into Yang Jingxing's eyes, her eyes were very sharp.

Yang Jingxing had already given in: "Delete it, pretend you didn't see it."

He Peiyuan pursed her lips, moved her hands up and down, and her cell phone hit the floor with a clatter.

Yang Jingxing quickly supported his girlfriend's shoulders and smiled: "Oh, are you so angry?"

He Peiyuan ducked and shouted angrily: "Say it!"

"What did you say?" Yang Jingxing was so frightened: "She was with Professor Xu in the evening, and she said a few words before we started. Afterwards, I went to find your parents after the meeting... It is a courtesy to give feedback."

"Fart!" He Peiyuan spat out her saliva.

Yang Jingxing apologized: "Don't be angry first. There is no need to be angry."

Tears were welling up in He Peiyuan's eyes.

"Yuanyuan..." Yang Jingxing was at a loss what to do: "It's not worth it, just treat it like a boy."

He Peiyuan quickly glanced at the phone with its back facing up on the ground, and tears started to fall down her face as soon as she lowered her head.

Yang Jingxing was still a bit brave. He actually dared to hug his girlfriend, and he hugged his girlfriend in a hug. He foresaw the girl's subsequent violent resistance...

Fortunately, she was a delicate girl. After struggling violently, scratching, biting, and kicking for two or three minutes amidst her boyfriend's various requests for comfort and explanation, He Peiyuan finally ran out of energy and stopped to take a breath.

Yang Jingxing said again: "I'll sit down and talk about it, okay?"

He Peiyuan did not express her position.

Yang Jingxing was cautious, holding his girlfriend in his arms and moving forward: "Take your time and don't be in a hurry, be careful and sail the ship of ten thousand years."

He Peiyuan punched her boyfriend in the side.

The sofa was so far away. Yang Jingxing picked up his girlfriend and walked away. He felt: "Yuanyuan is really angry. She is a lot heavier. She can't hold her anymore. Please calm down."

He Peiyuan fell deliberately.

After putting his girlfriend on the sofa, Yang Jingxing didn't dare to let go: "I'll review myself first. First of all, I have to admit that this text message is a bit excessive. If another boy had sent this kind of message to Yuanyuan, I wouldn't have read it.

Will be happy."

He Peiyuan was indifferent and immersed in her own despair.

Yang Jingxing said hard: "But I promise, I'm really not familiar with her..."

He Peiyuan smiled bitterly and sneered.

"Really." Yang Jingxing recalled: "As I told you, I told Professor Xu that I could train him, but I didn't talk to her personally..."

He Peiyuan: "Senior Brother Jing Xing... I want to vomit!" This is not a joke.

It's good if you can speak. Yang Jingxing nodded repeatedly: "I don't think it's appropriate either."

He Peiyuan.

Yang Jingxing felt aggrieved: "Just tell me, I didn't do anything wrong, and you got so angry with me."

"You don't have one?" He Peiyuan was simply surprised: "How dare you be so shameless without her!?"

Yang Jingxing thought about it: "Not everyone can survive the mud like Yuanyuan. I seem to have some influence now. It's almost normal for others to use condoms, not just Gong Shangyu."

He Peiyuan.

Yang Jingxing begged: "Don't be like this, we can just ignore her... Is this okay? I will delete her from my training list, and she will have nothing to do with her in the future, okay?"

He Peiyuan finally took a look at her boyfriend: "...please tell me first, how many times have you met?"

Yang Jingxing thought hard: "Two or three times at most, including today..."

The interrogation was no joke at the beginning. Yang Jingxing confessed everything in detail. He also admitted that Gong Shangyu had been to his office once. He couldn't remember when it was because he didn't talk about anything, just to say hello.

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He Peiyuan asked: "Why should I look for you when I can't hit a violin with eight sticks?"

Yang Jingxing could only boast: "If I am willing to help, I can still help. The school now calls me the public director, and I have some connections and influence in the music world..."

He Peiyuan asked: "Is it because people are asking you for help? Is it because people are sending you such disgusting things?"

Yang Jingxing explained: "As for the top students, she must know that she is on my list."

He Peiyuan asked: "Why didn't Shang Haokun send it? Isn't he more talented than that piece of shit Gong Shangyu? Shang Haokun didn't even come today!"

Yang Jingxing was funny: "But Shang Haokun also called me to explain... Let's not talk about Gong Shangyu's motive first. Let's talk about whether this matter is worth your anger? I, Yuanyuan, am so beautiful, I will definitely encounter some troubles.

Good boy, the clerk who bought clothes was so enthusiastic to you, was I also angry at the time?"

He Peiyuan snorted: "I won't tell anyone my number casually, and no one has ever sent me such disgusting words. It will only make me feel cheap... The fly never bites the egg!"

"No." Yang Jingxing felt aggrieved: "Isn't it easy to find my number? There are five to six hundred people in my address book. It can't be said that flies don't bite seamless eggs... Some flies will fall down first to see if there are any eggs.

Sewing, he won’t know if he doesn’t try it.”

He Peiyuan suddenly became more aggressive: "You have it! If it hadn't been for what happened before, and if everyone knew that you were a gentleman, who would have dared to send you such a thing? How shameless?"

Yang Jingxing was optimistic: "Then I'm okay, I didn't attract any flies... Let's see." He went to pick up the phone. There were a few big cracks in the screen of the phone, but it was still usable. I can see the evidence.

He Peiyuan looked at the mobile phone in her boyfriend's hand and didn't take it seriously: "I'll pay you!"

Yang Jingxing hehe: "Let me make it clear first, if I am wrong, I don't have to apologize... Look, oh, it's really a lot."

In the time after the performance, the composer received a lot of text messages, thirty or forty, mostly from classmates and teachers, all expressing congratulations and compliments. Although some were disgusting, they all used artistic words. They were also girls.

But others are not as emotional and verbose as Gong Shangyu.

He Peiyuan praised Luo Jiaqian, and her text message was concise and concise.

Yang Jingxing couldn't stand it anymore: "Delete it."

He Peiyuan observed and suggested: "Keep it for a good look, aftertaste, and discussion."

Yang Jingxing decisively deleted the text message: "I promised Yuanyuan not to pay attention to her."

He Peiyuan remembered: "What did I tell you before? Why didn't you keep it? Afraid of who would see it?"

Yang Jingxing promised not to do so. He had never sent a text message or made a phone call before...

He Peiyuan understood: "It's best to talk in person, remember these words...disgusting!"

Yang Jingxing corrected himself: "I won't talk to her face to face. She does what she says, whether she does it intentionally or not. Anyway, I will have no working relationship with her in the future."

He Peiyuan looked at her boyfriend and reassured: "Don't worry, you have to have it even if you don't want to. He Hongchui and Xu Linxi will not let you go..."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Don't worry Yuanyuan, at least no one in Puyin can force me now. Besides, Gong Shangyu is not a very talented person. He is indeed far worse than Shang Haokun. I, the dignified Director Yang, don't have to choose a general among the dwarfs."

He Peiyuan glanced: "...shameless."

Yang Jingxing hehe: "Okay, don't be angry, let's change clothes..."

The anger was not so easy to dissipate, but it was still the finishing work. He Peiyuan washed her face casually and helped Yang Jingxing with her hands, thinking about how to explain to Xu Linxi while complaining about her distressed mobile phone. The key is that there is no time to repair it tomorrow: "...No, you're here.

Go buy one and I'll pay you!"
To be continued...