He Peiyuan probably pointed the direction to Lang Xinyan and then returned to the kitchen to help Yang Jingxing prepare the cup. She took the opportunity to discuss in a low voice: "Do you want to return the gift?"

Yang Jingxing hadn't thought of it yet: "Reply to what?"

He Peiyuan wanted to settle accounts: "How much did his two bottles cost?"

"I'm in my early one thousand, and I don't know about tea."

He Peiyuan was decisive: "Just get a bottle of red wine. I can't finish it anyway, so I won't do this again."

Yang Jingxing was simply pleasantly surprised: "It's great to have a wife, I'll go and see."

He Peiyuan hummed: "Don't worry about it. I'll go up and get it later. There's the green vineyard one."

Yang Jingxing caught up with the train of thought: "It's appropriate..."

Seeing that the host brought three cups of tea and two bottles of juice, Lang Xinyan quickly stepped into the trash can and threw the toilet paper, and then asked Yu Jiajia, who was reviewing the class with her father: "Mango or guava, which one do you want?"

"Everything is fine." Yu Jiajia sat upright: "Thank you, Auntie."

He Peiyuan said enthusiastically: "Jiajia is doing great today. Do you want some apple-banana flavor?"

Lang Xinyan understood: "She likes mangoes, I'll take this."

Dad Yu also thanked him and smiled bitterly: "I could keep up at the beginning, but I couldn't keep up later."

Yang Jingxing said: "Jiajia has been practicing hard for many years, and you are still not convinced?"

My daughter was hee hee, and my father Yu was a little bit uncontrollable: "The talk was too jumpy and lively. I spent the weekend preparing for basic skills, but I didn't expect it to be like this..."

He Peiyuan had to clarify her responsibilities: "The main thing is that Jiajia herself has many good ideas, and the teacher must also respect the students' opinions."

Dad Yu still didn't dare to be offended and nodded: "Yes, sometimes she may have started learning piano. Her previous teacher said her talent was mainly about ideas, so she got along well with Teacher Yu."

Yang Jingxing suggested to students: "Communicate more with your parents. Although my father can't play the piano, many of the emotions they have accumulated in their thirty years of life are more beautiful than music, especially their love for you."

Yu Jiajia nodded vigorously, and her father was also very generous: "I often chat with her mother."

He Peiyuan smiled: "Girls are all the same."

Lang Xinyan is proud: "I like to talk to my dad."

Yu's father also blamed himself: "I don't have as much time as her father..."

Lang Xinyan enthusiastically encouraged: "Uncle Yu, you have more salary than my parents combined!"

Dad Yu smiled bitterly, let's talk about art: "Today, I really felt Teacher Yang's musical wisdom. I was moved far more than listening to the sonatas. The first and second symphonies were as shocking as the first and second symphonies. I am particularly honored..."

Yang Jingxing called: "Jiajia, your dad is being polite again."

Yu Jiajia pursed her lips away from the mouth of the bottle: "I think Teacher Yang is a music library, a music amusement park, where I like to watch and play the most."

Yang Jingxing was so excited that he clapped his hands: "This is called praise. It's different from the bottom of my heart. I'm elated."

He Peiyuan encouraged Qin Tong again: "Because you are also great yourself and have a good understanding."

Dad Yu was still unwilling to give in: "Teach well and lecture well! If every teacher could teach like this, he would be half as good as he is..."

"Everyone has a different way." Yang Jingxing explained: "Jiajia and I haven't talked for a long time. If we communicated frequently, we wouldn't talk so much. We would definitely stick to the independent dual-note octave."

Dad Yu quickly declined: "No, no, it's rare once in a while. Thank you very much."

Yu Jiajia reminded hypocritically: "Dad is too polite."

Lang Xinyan rolled on the sofa and sat up quickly. Her thoughts were jumping and she asked her partner: "Do you still like Inuyasha?"

Yu Jiajia couldn't bear it: "I like it."

The adults are funny, but Father Yu still wants to urge his daughter: "When you go back, you should read more and think more. First, you should understand the key points that Teacher Yang said today, but don't ignore the secondary points that the teacher said. That is the next step.

Target."

He Peiyuan nodded: "You have to have your own system for learning. Everyone is different. I think some of his suggestions are reasonable. Schumann's violin music is worth listening to..."

Dad Yu nodded: "Yes, her mother and I also need to do our homework again, study more and think more. I also took a lesson today, and I realized that the performer's thoughts are more important than the feelings of music."

Yu Jiajia was embarrassed: "I'm not a performer."

He Peiyuan encouraged: "Everyone is a performer as long as you get happiness from playing."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Aunt Yuanyuan is right, she is also a piano player."

He Peiyuan clenched her fists and held back, just glancing at the scoundrel.

Dad Yu didn't smile: "Miss He must be the one who feels it the most deeply."

He Peiyuan: "It's not bad."

Yang Jingxing took another sip of tea and stopped caring about others: "Have a rest? Continue to communicate."

Yu Jiajia also dances: "I want to play another piece of my own ideas."

Yang Jingxing also said: "Thank you for sharing."

Lang Xinyan was positive about her performance in the first half: "Can I sit closer?"

However, the second half is more technical. Even though she is a little girl, she is still ten years old after all.

He Peiyuan's shoulders were taller, and her father was watching from the side. It was not easy for Yang Jingxing to always inquire into other people's thoughts and emotions. People are all happy, angry, sad, and joyful, so Yang Jingxing gave a lot of tips and demonstrated the various shades of colors in various songs.

, it can be seen that the piano boy can also accept a lot. However, Teacher Yang has become very verbose, and seems to be a bit showy, showing off to the primary school students. But it is difficult to be a parent now, and Dad Yu has to sit up and listen the whole time.

You have to concentrate.

Teacher Yang's summary was relatively detailed and took a long time. He Peiyuan couldn't stand it anymore and quietly went out. The primary school students and the cameraman continued to persevere, but they also became a little restless.

After his girlfriend poked her head in again, Yang Jingxing was finally satisfied: "Okay, that's it for today. Thank you for your hard work."

Yu Jiajia quickly stood up and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your hard work, teacher."

Dad Yu held his daughter's shoulder again: "This is the real master class, what is a master...Thank you, thank you so much."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Thank you parents for your affirmation. We won't talk today, we will still go to school tomorrow."

Dad Yu quickly collected the equipment: "Jiajia, thank you, Teacher Yang."

Yang Jingxing winked and waved his hands to mislead other children, and Yu Jiajia laughed. Lang Xinyan seemed too sleepy to laugh. After all, it was half past nine, but when her playmate put down the keyboard cover and adjusted the stool, she still squatted down loyally.

Please help me twist it a few times.

"Jiajia doesn't need to do it." He Peiyuan still coaxed the child: "Remember to take the juice before you finish it."

Yang Jingxing helped accept the tripod: "This one costs RMB 30,000 to RMB 40,000."

Dad Yu smiled: "It's second-hand from the company, but it's basically unused, so I took it for 16,000."

He Peiyuan still couldn't help but asked: "Did Jiajia play with Wang Shilei at school?"

Yu Jiajia was not surprised that her aunt knew about her classmate, and nodded: "She is more introverted when we play sometimes."

Dad Yu felt a little regretful: "It was her mother who went to the parent-teacher conferences, but the parents praised this child for his beautiful handwriting, and the head teacher did a lot to help the students build their confidence."

He Peiyuan told the adults: "He was very impressed. If the students have any difficulties, they want to help, or if there is an opportunity to provide some support, but they don't want to be too direct." In fact, it was herself, Yang Jingxing was not so kind.

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Father Yu slowed down his speed in sorting out the threads and made an estimate: "I'll ask her mother to ask the teacher for help... The obvious difficulty is nothing, but it's just a single-parent family. There are five or six single-parent families in the class, and we can only go to one of the activities.

In fact, I don’t think it’s necessary, and the children should be able to accept it.”

Men are all hard-hearted, He Peiyuan glanced at the scoundrel and said nothing.

After putting away the things, he left. The primary school students each brought their unfinished drinks. Yu Jiajia thanked them again, and the parents thanked them for their hard work: "You should also go to bed early."

Teacher Yang was not relaxed: "I even sent her home."

Oh, parents, primary school students, please hurry up.

In fact, Yang Jingxing saw the wine placed on the entrance partition without He Peiyuan poking it, and took it over: "Jiajia, hold it for daddy."

If it wasn't too late and Yu's father didn't seem to be someone who compromises easily, then just take it. He said a few more polite words at the door, and He Peiyuan encouraged Yu Jiajia.

Lang Xinyan was now listless and depressed, but she still didn't forget to ask: "What about me?"

"Excellent!" Yu's father was very impressed: "It's not easy. I'm telling your father to give you a first-class special commendation."

Lang Xinyan wanted to ask the teacher: "Can I still come?"

Yang Jingxing was funny: "Are you coming again? Don't you feel bored?"

Lang Xinyan was also so strong that she nodded and shook her head without falling asleep: "I do, I like to hear it."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Okay, I'll ask Jiajia to invite you next time."

Lang Xinyan was also polite: "Thank you."

After closing the door, there was nothing more to say. Let’s go into the house and pick up our things. He Peiyuan praised Yu Jiajia for being unexpected, and Yang Jingxing must have been surprised. It’s quite strange. In He Peiyuan, shouldn’t people think about a better life?

Does it mature later? Children of poor people become rich early.

Yang Jingxing thinks he is multi-faceted, and Yu Jiajia's maturity is only in a small aspect. His musical understanding is indeed very good, and he may be able to pursue a creative path in the future, but of course he cannot give this kind of advice to parents.

He Peiyuan feels happy for today's children. Although her parents had strict requirements at that time, they were not as comprehensively supportive as Jiajia's parents. What's more important was emotional respect.

Yang Jingxing was pleased that this was the case. Each generation should be stronger than the previous generation. Being surpassed by the next generation was the credit and glory of the previous generation.
To be continued...