People in Puhai really like to rush early, and there was an endless stream of people entering the condolence hall at eight o'clock. Relatives would stand up as soon as they sat down for a while. Yang Jingxing stood two or three meters away from his relatives, as if he had nothing to do.

A staff member who is determined to do something else.

At nearly 8:30, father and daughter Yu Jiajia, who had not been heard from before, arrived. They were reading the elegiac couplets one by one. Not only did they stop when they encountered the name of a musician, Jiajia's father seemed to know scientists.

It was not easy for Yang Jingxing to greet him, so he was first introduced to his unit leader by the eldest grandson of the deceased, and then Peng Yiwei was told that the Philharmonic Orchestra had arrived at the underground parking lot, and the Chinese orchestra and symphony orchestra should be arriving soon, but he felt that time was still a bit tight.

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When the father and daughter finally came over, Yang Jingxing took the initiative and asked, "Jiajia didn't go to school?"

The primary school student seemed to be in so much pain that he couldn't even raise his eyes. His father helped and said, "I'm asking for leave this morning. I wrote about the band's condolences, right?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I have arranged some songs for Mr. Ding."

The father and daughter discussed the matter with their eyes. The daughter nodded, and the father nodded too: "Then let mom go first."

However, Yang Jingxing ruined the situation: "Jiajia, go to school. There will be more and more people later."

Jiajia's father was also a little hesitant: "There are a lot of police outside."

"Studying is the most important thing." Yang Popi actually said this.

Yu Jiajia nodded and looked at the person: "Are you sad?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "You have time to preview Schubert D.664. We will discuss it next time."

The primary school students just nodded, but the parents immediately started: "664, Sonata No. 13, how many versions have you heard?"

Yu Jiajia quickly recalled: "Two, Richter... If what Teacher Yang wants to say is the complexity of emotions, then I prefer the teacher's Sonata in D major, which is a mixture of sorrow and joy."

What's going on with children nowadays? Yang Jingxing was speechless: "...We can also discuss it."

The parents all felt sorry for themselves: "Listen to the teacher and prepare carefully when you go home... Let's go first."

Yang Jingxing was still a few steps away when he saw that the Philharmonic Orchestra on the opposite side came in through the back door. There were so many people dressed in the same uniform, and they quickly went to the rest room with the guy on his back and the cover of the wreath.

Not long after, the long snake formation of the Chinese orchestra also quietly entered another large lounge. There were so many people that it attracted the attention of many condolences guests.

Mother and son Shang Haokun arrived quite early. The junior high school students were dressed in a small black suit and tie. The mother was wearing a reflective dark green suit and a black gauze half-covering hat. There was also a huge pearl necklace hanging around her neck.

Big ones. In comparison, the others don't look like they are here to attend the funeral of a famous artist.

Yang Jingxing didn't dare to talk about art to junior high school students, so he introduced his relatives at the request of his parents, and found that the mother and son were also fully prepared in terms of language. Shang Haokun talked about the old composers he respected the most, and one day he would also like them.

Taking up the heavy responsibility of promoting Mr. Ding's works almost made his relatives laugh.

In contrast, it is really unreasonable for Yang Chengyi and his wife to have breakfast until almost nine o'clock. Oh, it turns out that they met You Shangyan and others on the way back, and then Yu Jiajia came, and then they were introduced to other Puyin teachers...

It's not that people outside have started to restrict the evacuation of people and they can't escape. Someone big must be coming.

The delegation of the Central Conservatory of Music should not be large, only four people in the group. Secretary Qin Shigui and director of the folk music department Zhou Lihua are the ones Yang Jingxing can greet directly. Although the other two are meeting for the first time, Director Yang can take the initiative without introduction.

Bowing to an old man in his seventies with gray hair on his temples but a cheerful face: "Hello, Academician Zhao." A world-class expert in superconducting, his international status in the industry should be higher than that of Ding Sangpeng.

The old man nodded kindly: "Hello."

Qin Shigui was a little surprised: "I just met Academician Zhao for the first time today."

Yang Jingxing explained: "I have seen a photo of Academician Zhao and Mr. Ding, but the first time I admired Academician Zhao was when his high school physics teacher introduced him in class. My teacher graduated from the Department of Physics of the University of Science and Technology."

It makes sense. The man in his forties or fifties next to the academician was pleased: "Director Yang must also know that academician Zhao is a senior music lover."

Yang Jingxing then nodded respectfully to Professor Zhao of the Alto Composition Department, whose compositional achievements were significantly higher than those of President Yang and even further ahead of He Hongchui, who was also the newly appointed chairman of the Chinese Musicians Association: "Hello, Professor Zhao, this way, please."

The eldest son of the deceased had expected that the academician might not come after all, because he was old, but now he was obviously moved: "You are here..."

The relatives' tone made these people look serious again, and Yang Jingxing stepped back to his original position.

It can be seen that there is not much free space in the gift-giving area, so the parents stopped looking so carefully and took the students to walk a few steps quickly: "Teacher Yang..."

Yang Jingxing still remembers: "Mrs. Liu."

The middle-aged woman deepened her wry smile: "We went out at seven o'clock and encountered a traffic jam... Teacher Chen is outside, and their teachers from the attached middle school will be with us later."

Yang Jingxing nodded.

Mrs. Liu asked again: "Has Manager Hu called you?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I did, thank you Mrs. Liu."

Parents seem to remind their children: "Happy?"

The student lowered his head slightly and said, "Hello, Teacher Yang." The high school girl seemed to be still growing, but she was much thinner than the last time we met. It was only half a year ago, and she weighed at least 160 at that time. Now she looks only less than when she was at her peak.

Qi Qingnuo is a little over half a circle, maybe a hundred and four, and her skin has improved, and her face has become more delicate.

However, now is not the time to exchange weight loss experiences, so Yang Jingxing nodded: "Thank you, classmate Le, for asking me, mom."

The parent nodded: "I won't delay you today. I'll find time to invite Wen Yan and the others to get together."

"Okay." Yang Jingxing agreed and was about to greet Ding Sangpeng, an old friend from work and an old friend from the nursing home: "You are here..."

Hey, why did Qin Shigui and the others turn around after chatting with their relatives? Then they didn't say they knew the person Yang Jingxing was talking to, and went directly to find the parents further behind. Qin Shigui should have inquired: "Mr. Yang, Mrs. Yang, you guys

good."

There was no need for an intermediary, the two parties met and retreated to the wall together, and the conversation was quite enthusiastic.

After sending the old minister to his relatives, Yang Jingxing had to greet Minister Cao, the director of the funeral office, who is also the chairman of the Puhai CPPCC. He is also the host of the memorial service later, so we have to talk a little more. He was about to send the minister to the lounge, over there

The Philharmonic Orchestra filed out to take the stage, and Minister Cao wanted to have fun with the people.

While the orchestra was in place, Wang Jinzhe, Lian Lixin and the three principals of the Troupe came over to complete the paying homage ceremony. They directly expressed their condolences to their relatives without having to go through Yang Jingxing. Then Lian Lixin met enthusiastically with the chairman of the Musicians Association and got to know the academician again. Listen.

It was said that the academician was going to attend the memorial service, and Wang Jinzhe also helped to greet him to the lounge. However, the academician wanted to enjoy the music up close, so let's go to the front together. Qin Shigui and Yang Chengyi hadn't finished chatting yet, and Zhou Lihua and Xiao Shuxia seemed more to their liking.

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The band's presence certainly attracted attention, but it was a bit noisy and might have caused a certain amount of congestion. Fortunately, there was a plan, and the police comrades entered the condolence hall.

At 9:10, the live performance started on time. Although "Chasing the Deer" was completed before liberation, it is still an outstanding work with characteristics. Unfortunately, there are too few performances, and not many practitioners have appreciated it. But this is not a concert hall after all, and it seems

The rehearsals were not very detailed either.

Not everyone has stopped there, not to mention that they can be heard from here, so relatives continue to return gifts or accept condolences, which can be more calm.

A few minutes after the music started, an old man pushed in in a wheelchair attracted a lot of people's attention. He looked to be a few years younger than the deceased, and his skinny hands were holding a self-made portrait of the deceased and Ding Sangpeng's first and second figures.

The record of the Third Symphony was displayed with both hands. After arriving at the viewing area, the old man stretched his neck and straightened his body, but it seemed that his lower limbs were paralyzed, and the coffin bed was indeed a bit high.

Relatives, guests, and leaders all looked at the old man. The eldest son of the deceased even looked at Yang Jingxing expectantly, but unfortunately no one knew him. The old man and the middle-aged man pushing the wheelchair had no intention of stopping to communicate with anyone, and walked silently.

CCTV came a step too late, otherwise it would have been able to capture this sincere condolences to the old man. But the main stage is really different. People who go straight don't care about their surroundings, but Du Xiao and the others who are filming the band over there are so cautious.

Not long after the stage arrived, the condolence hall, which had been a little noisy because of the orchestra's performance, suddenly became calm and heavy from the outside to the inside. Although the music did not stop...it turned out that the secretary of the municipal party committee had arrived, and he did not cheer or support, just followed

There was Minister Cao and a man in his thirties. The secretary himself had a friendly face, but the surroundings were still solemn, so he quickly gave way.

Yang Jingxing stepped back a little more and whispered to Qin Shigui: "It will be a while. You can go to the lounge to have a sip of tea. The Chinese orchestra and symphony orchestra are also here."

"Don't worry." Qin Shigui said this but said, "Mr. Yang, Mrs. Yang, I'm just waiting for your good news! Jing Xing hasn't told me yet that your grandfather participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, and my father also fought on the 38th Front!"

Are people from Pingjing looking down on Puhai so much? He almost shouted in front of Puhai Municipal Party Committee Secretary. Yang Jingxing didn't dare: "Talk to my dad. Dad, please send Secretary Qin there."

Yang Chengyi was very considerate to his son: "Please..."

The secretary of the municipal party committee expressed his cordial condolences and chatted with his relatives for two or three minutes in front of the camera on the stage before leaving. Then he opened the gate in time and let in many people so that the camera could capture good footage.

There were very few young people among the condolence guests, mainly students from Puyin. They were in small groups and some would nod and say hello to Yang Jingxing but did not take up family time. Although teachers and administrators were not in groups, there were more people than students, so there was no need

Talk to Director Yang but talk to relatives.

There was still a lot of applause after the quarter-hour long "Chasing the Deer". When the Puhai Philharmonic Orchestra left the stage, the audience took the time to come and create a scene.

The form of a Chinese orchestra is similar to that of a philharmonic orchestra. The musicians take their seats and the leader and conductor come to pay their respects to the family members. The difference is that after "Gui Feng" started, the orchestra members who did not need to participate in the performance lined up to pay their respects to the remains. It is said that

It was voluntary, and it seemed that almost everyone except those from the guard room came.

Relatives are too busy, so the two chief executives who are not participating in the show should shake hands with their relatives. Office directors and the like are exempted. Yang Jingxing does not need to say hello, just nod.

Eleven of the 306 people walking behind the team came together. Qi Qingnuo did not take the lead and seemed not to regard himself as a leader. No wonder he and Wen Fujiang did not come to express condolences to their relatives before.

Yang Jingxing didn't even need to nod his head when talking to the girls, he just exchanged a few looks, and he only got half of them right.

As "Gui Feng" comes to an end, today's biggest character arrives. The person seen on the news is only a few meters away, so Yang Chengyi still needs to pay more attention.

Yang Jingxing saw the company colleagues who were temporarily stopped over there, Wang Yaru, the editor of the Eyang website, and Zhao Chengdi and You Zhixing.

The Chairman of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference paid serious condolences to the relatives, but he stayed a little longer than the Municipal Party Committee Secretary. Before leaving, he was concerned about this young man who was relatively close to his relatives, and called Yang Jingxing to come and told him to inherit his legacy and develop his music career.

When I left, just as "Returning to the Phoenix" ended, the leader stopped and applauded with everyone, and then left amidst even more enthusiastic greetings from the crowd.

After the curtain call of the Chinese orchestra, the symphony orchestra took over, and the condolence hall was already a little full. Teachers from the primary school affiliated to Puyin Middle School came, and the primary school affiliated to the school also organized students, but there were less than 200 of these gifted children in total.

The primary school attached to the middle school is under unified management. The principal is the deputy director of the Puyin Orchestra Department, and the vice principal in charge of teaching is the deputy director of the folk music department. It should be said that there is no need to say hello to Yang Jingxing, but Vice Principal Ma wants to mention "body language" to Director Yang.

The topic "Development of New Applications in Comprehensive Folk Music Performances" is led by Director Yang and will be discussed in conjunction with small, middle and high schools, universities and orchestras!

When is it now? Director Yang said that he was not qualified to take the lead, and if he could make some suggestions, he would discuss it later.

The people from Eyang didn't know what to do for a long time before they came over. Yang Jingxing no longer had to pretend to be polite and asked directly: "Why don't you make a call when you come over?"

Zhao Chengdi is not afraid of his boss: "I didn't know you were here, I'm not sure."
To be continued...