At this time, there was nothing to eat in the cafeteria, so Yang Jingxing had to go out and share things with Qi Qingnuo at the school gate. Qi Qingnuo did not go to the subway station, saying that he had to go back to the bar first and it would be more convenient to take the bus.

Yang Jingxing first called Tao Meng to report on the afternoon's study progress and current situation, then had two dishes and one soup before returning to 402.

Turning on the light, Yang Jingxing found that the blackboard in the classroom had been wiped clean, the chairs were arranged neatly, the dustproof cloth on the drum set had been changed, and several empty water bottles were missing... There was a red apple on the table with a

A small, neat, white paper towel.

Yang Jingxing sat down and turned on the computer. He gnawed on an apple and read the music score. After finishing eating, he took out his cell phone and dialed Yu Xinting's number: "Hello, where are you?"

"Bedroom...washing clothes, just wiping hands." There was also the sound of pop songs from Yu Xinting's side.

Yang Jingxing asked: "I found an apple in the classroom. Is it yours?"

"Yes..." Yu Xinting seemed a little hesitant, "I'll be there in the afternoon."

Yang Jingxing confessed: "I ate it secretly, haha."

Yu Xinting did not blame: "It's for you!"

Yang Jingxing was pleasantly surprised: "Give it back. I'm so embarrassed. Don't let it go in the future."

After waiting for a few seconds, Yu Xinting's voice, which was much lower but somewhat reverberant, came from the other end of the phone: "You don't want it anymore?" Maybe it was in the corridor.

Yang Jingxing said: "After a semester, the loan shark has been paid off. Is An Xin here?"

Yu Xinting asked: "You don't like it anymore?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I like it, so I asked you not to give it away. Things are rare and valuable. I will tell you when I want to eat it."

Yu Xinting said: "Okay... I won't go there anymore."

Yang Jingxing said, "Give me the coats that are difficult to wash, and An Xin's."

Yu Xinting asked: "When will I return the key to you?"

Yang Jingxing was shocked: "What key! I told you not to put the apples away, but I didn't tell you that no one would come."

Yu Xinting whispered suspiciously: "Absolutely."

Yang Jingxing angrily said, "I'm not attracted to your apple. This drum set will be so lonely if you don't come."

Yu Xinting had no sympathy: "Just let her be alone."

Yang Jingxing guessed: "Are you in a bad mood?"

"No." Yu Xinting's voice cheered up, "It's nothing!"

Yang Jingxing asked: "Do you have any clothes to wash?"

Yu Xinting said: "No, I will wash it myself."

Yang Jingxing asked again: "Have you called Jiajia?"

Yu Xinting said: "Hit."

Yang Jingxing was envious: "There will definitely be something delicious to entertain you."

Yu Xinting said: "Jiajia asked you, thinking you haven't arrived yet."

Yang Jingxing said: "I haven't contacted them yet, and I'm not free on weekends. Please say hello to me."

Yu Xinting said: "Yeah."

Yang Jingxing said: "Let's do this for now. When the new song is finished training together, you will also be half a member of 306."

"Okay." Yu Xinting didn't seem to care much.

"I'm hanging up, bye."

"Um."

Tonight, Yang Jingxing's retreat plan seemed to be failing again. Within two minutes of the sound of the synthesizer, there was a knock on the door. Two junior girls who had met before but did not know their names came, one on the clarinet and one on the violin.

"You have been working so hard since the beginning of school!" The clarinet girl's eyes moved from Yang Jingxing to the classroom, "Alone?" She was wearing high-heeled boots. She was taller than Qi Qingnuo, but her figure was much slimmer and her clothes were tight.

She is feminine and elegant, and the foundation on her face covers most of her freckles.

Yang Jingxing smiled slightly: "What a coincidence."

"Haha, what a coincidence!" The violin girl is not that tall, and although her face is clean, her facial features are not very outstanding. She feels like a foil to the clarinet girl.

"What are you busy with?" The clarinet girl came closer and looked at Yang Jingxing's computer.

"Nothing." Yang Jingxing closed the computer.

"Look, you are so stingy?" The perfume used by the clarinet girls is good.

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Semi-finished product."

The violin girl took a few steps and said, "When did you come here? Hey, you don't live on campus?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "No, I will go home later."

The clarinet girl asked seriously: "Live with your girlfriend?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "On your own, aren't you planning to change your career to a reporter?"

The clarinet girl moved a chair and sat down opposite Yang Jingxing: "We are holding a prty and would like to invite you to participate. Are you interested?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's not suitable for me."

The violin girl said: "Meet a few friends and see if it's suitable for me! It's just this Saturday, there are a lot of people, but there aren't many in our school."

Yang Jingxing said: "I don't have time on weekends."

The clarinet girl suggested: "Bring your Fudan sister with you."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "That's not the reason. I wish you all a good time. By the way, I don't know your names yet."

The two girls introduced themselves and left. The girl in charge asked for Yang Jingxing's phone number and gave it to her, saying that she would let her know if she was free.

Because many of the suggestions and suggestions given by He Hongchui and Gong Xiaoling in the afternoon were worthy of reference, Yang Jingxing began to revise and add new scores. But not long after, someone came knocking on the door again. It was the same two male classmates yesterday, and they brought more today.

There were two audience members. One of them brought a recording pen, which frightened Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing is not a teacher either, so he can only accompany the students to talk about the rationality of harmony and the sensibility of melody based on what he gained and felt this afternoon. After having a good chat, those few people still want to join 402, so Yang Jingxing can only

He said that his club was just a front, there were no activities, and there were not many beauties to socialize with.

The symposium ended at ten o'clock again. Yang Jingxing almost went home after calling Tao Meng and sending text messages. He had almost nothing to do all night. Fortunately, he also learned something while chatting with his classmates. Although both sides

Not proportional.

At about 1:30 in the morning, Yang Jingxing was carefully revising the harmonies at the front of the score when his cell phone rang and Qi Qingnuo called: "It's so fast. I'm going to hang up after five seconds of ringing."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Still not asleep? What time is it?"

Qi Qingnuo said: "Both each other. I just finished reading the score..."

Yang Jingxing said: "Let's talk tomorrow and get some rest early."

Qi Qingnuo asked: "Have you asked for leave?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Let's talk tomorrow."

Qi Qingnuo said: "It's a fake from Fudan University."

Yang Jingxing said: "That one doesn't dare to invite me."

Qi Qingnuo said: "Then you go to bed early and hang up."

The next morning, Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo met at eight o'clock and found that each other was in good spirits. They reported to He Hongchui's office at eight-thirty, but He Hongchui said to change places and go to 402. Talking on paper will not work after all.

, only practice can test the truth.

Gong Xiaoling was also ready. She won four copies of the score and let several people get a copy. Gong Xiaoling said that looking at the screen was boring, so she rarely used the projector in class.

At nine o'clock, the four people sat down in room 402. Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo's two computers were placed on both sides of the table. The two students had double rows of keys on their side, and the teacher used an electric piano.

Gong Xiaoling said that the classroom was well organized and praised the equipment: "You two have the conditions, so it's time to join forces."

He Hong asked Yang Jingxing: "Should your parents know about Cheng Huang and David?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I know."

Qi Qingnuo looked at Yang Jingxing: "How dare you call yourself brother and sister without fear of being beaten?"

He Hongchui didn't care about this and took the time to start class: "Let's recall what happened yesterday. Professor Gong said it well..."

After reviewing yesterday's content, Yang Jingxing talked about her new gains last night. Qi Qingnuo spoke more today. As for the harmonious obstacles that Yang Jingxing encountered in his new work, she saw that it was mainly because Yang Jingxing tried to break through tradition.

However, it seems that there is no way to start with the harmony theory. For example, we are stuck in the quagmire on the issue of emphasizing the tonic or weakening the tonic.

In Yang Jingxing's previous works, it can be said that the use of harmony has become more and more skillful. For example, from "The Sun in the Rain" to "The Wind and Rain Are Together", there has been a great progress. The teachers are very familiar with "The Wind and Rain Are Together".

One of the main reasons for the generous praise of "Road" is that this piece not only has a good melody, but the piano chords are also wonderful. It is not exaggerated, not poor, realistic, and has a very rational feeling.

What made He Hongchui particularly happy was the ease with which Yang Jingxing performed the orchestral arrangement of "The Sun in the Rain", which seemed to have mastered everything about orchestration and harmony. Not to mention a student.

Even professors or ordinary composers may not be able to show such rich experience in arranging dozens of instruments.

But now, Yang Jingxing is a little timid in playing this new piece, as if he has suddenly become stupid. There are only a dozen instruments.

The two professors saw the reason for the midterm, but they didn't say anything because they were afraid of dampening Yang Jingxing's enthusiasm or underestimating him.
To be continued...