It was getting late, so Yang Jingxing gave Qi Qingnuo a copy of the track he had just recorded while playing, and she was going home. Yang Jingxing was not in a hurry, and Yu Xinting also stayed with her for a while.

When Qi Qingnuo left, he asked Yang Jingxing if he was free on the weekend. Yang Jingxing said he was free on Sunday. Qi Qingnuo said that they would go to his father’s bar to play together. There would be a gathering of musicians from the older generation, and the younger generation could watch and learn from it.

, also named Yu Xinting.

Yu Xinting was worried: "I've never been to a bar."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "With him here, what are you afraid of?"

After Qi Qingnuo left, Yu Xinting asked Yang Jingxing why he wrote such a song with a relatively majestic motive. Yang Jingxing talked about how he and his friends rode bicycles in heavy rain at home. It felt good to be crazy occasionally.

Yu Xinting also had many playmates when she was a child, but many of them were separated later due to moving and studying. Yu Xinting has not done anything crazy. The only thing she is proud of is that she once dug a big ant nest in the ground.

pit.

Yu Xinting wanted to play the electric piano and play Yang Jingxing's music to the score on the computer. Yu Xinting said: "My family gave me money to buy a computer, but I want to pay you back first."

Yang Jingxing said: "Buy a computer first, this software is very easy to use."

Yu Xinting is very demanding: "I want your manuscript."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Okay, maybe it will appreciate in value in the future."

Yu Xinting said: "I won't sell it."

Yu Xinting played a ditty again and asked Yang Jingxing: "Do you know what it is?"

Yang Jingxing sang: "I am a big thief, I am not afraid of anything..."

Yu Xinting giggled, played again, and looked at Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing smiled: "This is too easy, blah blah blah blah, I am a little expert in selling newspapers..."

Yu Xinting still didn't believe it, so she continued.

Yang Jingxing was still disappointed: "I am a painter..."

Yu Xinting thought hard, then looked at Yang Jingxing suspiciously, and then played again.

Yang Jingxing was proud: "Little sloppy, really sloppy, the king of sloppy is him..."

Yu Xinting chuckled.

Yang Jingxing was angry: "Okay, you just want to see me make a fool of myself!"

Yu Xinting quickly explained: "No... I just think it's funny." She continued to laugh.

Then the two of them studied the double row of keys together. The function of this thing is indeed powerful. Not only does the manufacturer preset hundreds of timbres, it can also combine various timbres by oneself, and it can also be layered and played with different strengths.

It’s a different timbre. Qi Qingnuo said that Roland’s string timbre is better than Yamaha’s, but Yamaha is already good enough.

Of course Yu Xinting wanted to play Yang Jingxing's music again, but unfortunately she stopped after playing the intro. She made a fist with her right hand and clapped her right hand with her left hand. She was embarrassed and a little apologetic: "I can't play well."

Yang Jingxing praised: "It's very good. Everyone has their own feelings. If you want to imitate me, you have to be more energetic, but pay more attention to the legato and keep going!"

Yu Xinting played the prelude several times to get a feel for it. She was really uncomfortable with it. She had been playing the piano for more than ten years, and now what she played when she pressed the keys was orchestral music.

However, Yang Jingxing still praised her and said that Yu Xinting was a versatile person and was amazing. Yu Xinting was very embarrassed.

At ten o'clock, Yang Jingxing urged Yu Xinting to go back to the dormitory. Yu Xinting asked, "Are you hungry?"

Yang Jingxing said: "If you're not hungry, don't ask yourself if you're hungry."

Yu Xinting said: "I will bring you an apple."

Yang Jingxing said: "No, I will go back in a while."

After Yu Xinting left, Yang Jingxing played the electric guitar for a while. Although he could also play the folk guitar, it was two different things from the electric guitar, and there was a big difference in skills. He also played a dozen drums, but he was not as good as Yu Xinting.

On Friday, Yang Jingxing went to school to return the guzheng, which he had not yet mastered, and borrowed a trumpet impatiently. Then he spent the whole day on it.

Oh my god, it turns out that it’s so difficult to use your mouth! Yang Jingxing practiced with the textbook all morning, and he couldn’t get started at all. He became the biggest opponent he encountered on the way to self-study an instrument. Not to mention playing a completed piece of music, even the most basic

I can't even play the notes correctly.

Before lunch, Yu Xinting and An Xin came to 402 to pick up Yang Jingxing. Regarding Yang Jingxing's lament, An Xin agreed: "The trumpet is the most difficult. I have seen many, and basically gave up. There are no good teachers."

Yang Jingxing gave the manuscript he wrote last night to Yu Xinting, along with his signature and blessings, as if giving a gift. Yu Xinting also thought of a name for the work, called "Sun in the Rain" or "Wind Racing", and asked Yang Jingxing to choose one.

.Yang Jingxing liked "The Sun in the Rain" very much. Yu Xinting was a little proud, grabbing An Xin and spinning around, saying that she did the same.

After lunch, Yang Jingxing hurriedly went to find the wind instrument teacher. Yang Jingxing was already famous for his studiousness. A trombone teacher received him and said that the trumpet professor was not here today.

But this trombone teacher can also play the trumpet, and his performance is at least a hundred and eighty thousand times better than that of Yang Jingxing. There are actually only so many skills in the trumpet, and it sounds like it has more than the eighty-eight keys of a piano plus two or three pedals.

It's much simpler. But human hands are the most flexible, and the mouth and tongue are far behind. Playing the piano and stringing strings are all matters of both hands from a purely physical point of view.

But trumpet, that refers to the breath of Fajia. The breath depends on the whole upper body. You have to accurately control your lungs, throat, mouth, and chest. The breath is invisible, and you even have to change your breathing habits. Various

What kind of breathing technique! When did the piano teacher say you should practice breathing!?

People can still be piano and violin masters when they are seventy or eighty years old, but it is really difficult for them to play brass at that time. If there is any instrument that requires physical fitness, it is undoubtedly brass.

.And the breath control of the trumpet can be said to be the most difficult among the brass. The saxophone is nothing.

The most terrifying thing is that if you make a wrong note when playing the trumpet, even a layman will immediately scold you. It is too easy to hear. And the trumpet is the most difficult to play the note accurately. The piano, even for a layman, will

He practiced for a month, memorizing key after key, and he was able to master one or two ditties, and his playing was not so bad. Trumpet, you don't have many years of practice, and in everyone's ears, it is

Ugly.

Yang Jingxing shamelessly dragged the teacher to give him a two-hour lesson. He finally had a general understanding of how to play the trumpet, and at least he knew what circular breathing was.

Before dinner, Yang Jingxing went to the place where he borrowed musical instruments and changed the trumpet loan period from one week to one month. The management teacher also teased: "Isn't this difficult to learn?"

Yang Jingxing nodded and smiled innocently.

The teacher added: "My son has also learned it...this is not very good. Go and buy one yourself."

Yang Jingxing asked for advice, and then made up his mind to buy a performance trumpet, which cost a lot of money.

In the evening, Yang Jingxing continued to practice the trumpet. An Xin and Yu Xinting played double keys and drums. Yu Xinting felt that Yang Jingxing's progress was very slow this time and suggested that he find a teacher.

An Xin said, "Just be content! Do you want to piss people off?"

At around ten o'clock, Yang Jingxing received a call from Tao Meng, reconfirming the time and place of the meeting tomorrow, as well as Yang Jingxing's dress.

Tao Meng said: "Tomorrow we will go to New Century." Of course she didn't want to go shopping downstairs, although the mall was very good.

Yang Jingxing said: "Go wherever you say you want to go."

Tao Meng had an opinion: "You can't just listen to me, you have to have your own ideas."

Yang Jingxing said: "My idea is that if you go there, I will go there."

"Quia!" Tao Meng was still not happy, "Have you gained anything these days?"

Yang Jingxing said that his studio was almost ready, and of course Tao Meng wanted to visit, so Yang Jingxing's pick-up time tomorrow was moved up an hour, to seven in the morning.

Tao Meng warned: "Go to bed early and don't let yourself lose energy during the day."

Yang Jingxing was patient: "When have I not been in high spirits!"

Tao Meng was vaccinated again: "I may have to go shopping for a long time, so you can't be impatient."

Yang Jingxing said: "As long as you stay within my sight."

"Huh, that sounds nice now... did I hear the voice?"

Yang Jingxing explained: "I'm still at school, Yu Xinting and An Xin are here." At this time, Yu Xinting looked at An Xin complainingly, blaming her.

Tao Meng scolded: "It's so late, you should go back to the dormitory... You should also go home early!"

Yang Jingxing said, "I'll be back soon."

Tao Meng added: "Say hello to them for me, that's it, tomorrow will be on time... I'll go to bed first, good night."

"Good night."

Yu Xinting took An Xin and prepared to go back to the dormitory. She also wished Yang Jingxing: "Have fun tomorrow."

Yang Jingxing smiled bitterly: "I'm very happy."

On Saturday, Yang Jingxing got up at six in the morning and put on the bright gray suit and tie requested by Tao Meng. He even checked the color of his socks.

Before seven o'clock, Yang Jingxing took Tao Meng downstairs. On the phone, Tao Meng asked Yang Jingxing if he had breakfast. Yang Jingxing said he had, and Tao Meng was confused: "What did you eat so early?"

"steamed stuffed bun."

Tao Meng suddenly became kind-hearted: "Want to drink milk? I asked the nanny to heat it up."

Yang Jingxing said, "Bring me a box."

You still have to push your limits! Tao Meng was annoyed: "Drink or not, I haven't had breakfast yet! I'm the only one at home."

Yang Jingxing said, "Then I'll go up."

Tao Meng was still impatient: "You ring the bell and I will open the elevator for you."

It's quite romantic to drive half an hour to have breakfast early in the morning. The nanny has already prepared milk, eggs, bread, bacon and so on, and they are placed opposite Tao Meng.

Tao Meng didn't even stand up and looked at Yang Jingxing: "Eat quickly."

Yang Jingxing was not polite either. The nanny also asked: "Xiao Yang, can you get used to eating eggs? Miss likes to eat fully cooked eggs."
To be continued...