On Sunday morning, the preliminary examinations for several majors in Puyin, including the piano department, were still going on because there were so many candidates and they were generally excellent. In Lu Kaiping's words, this fully illustrates many problems.

Qi Qingnuo went to her grandparents' house with her parents to celebrate the Lantern Festival early because Zhan Huayu was going to Singapore next week to attend a Southeast Asian forum.

Yang Jingxing struggled at home all day, and received a call from Yu Xinting at around three o'clock in the afternoon: "Hey... the list of second auditions has been announced, and she is included!"

Yang Jingxing couldn't believe it: "No way, the student population is so miserable this year."

Yu Xinting was a little angry: "Humph... you don't know whether she played well during the exam."

Yang Jingxing added: "It seems that refueling has an effect."

Yu Xinting said: "She worked hard on her own... They said she didn't even go out during the Chinese New Year."

Yang Jingxing said: "Continue to wish her good luck... I hope they will arrive?"

Yu Xinting said: "It's almost here. Kong Chenhe will arrive at noon, and Tiantian will also arrive...Panpan asked us to have dinner, but it may be late."

Yang Jingxing was jealous: "Okay, don't call me for dinner."

Yu Xinting explained: "She asked me to tell you and help you tell it. You and Qi Qingnuo go together."

Yang Jingxing said: "She has something to say. Please come over and call me."

It was nearly six o'clock when Yu Xinting called again and said that she had started cooking.

Yang Jingxing was walking to Fu's house for a barbecue, and before he even entered the door, he heard the girls hahaha.

Fu Feirong sat at the same table with Pu Yin's people. Chai Litian brought Zeng Li with her. Kong Chenhe changed his hairstyle and looked better and more elegant than before. The people at the table might have been telling Yang Jingxing's jokes just now, otherwise

It's not like he just calmed down a lot as soon as he walked in the door.

Lu Jiayan was still cleaning hard and introduced her helper to Yang Jingxing, a related girl she brought from her hometown. She looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old and quite shy.

Yang Jingxing sat down next to Zeng Li: "Tiantian, I want to criticize you. You have been on vacation for so many days. How can you think about food as soon as you come here? Dates are the first priority."

Zeng Li shook his head and said: "No, it's fun to have more people."

Chai Li nodded: "I understand. I will tell Wang Rui and the others later that they can't be light bulbs in the future."

Kong Chenhe laughed, and looked at Yang Jingxing provocatively with Chai Litian: "...Hey, yes, this is what he said to us too."

Yang Jingxing waved his hand: "Bye bye. Zeng Li and I have the same idea. It's fun when there are many people."

Zeng Li asked: "Where is Qi Qingnuo?"

Yang Jingxing explained, thanked Lu Jiayan for the homemade rice wine and cooked glutinous rice balls, and after finishing a bowl, he went to say thank you to Fu Shangkun who was busy behind him.

Fu Shangkun thought that Yang Jingxing was here to steal his teacher, so he simply taught him generously.

Lu Jiayan, who went into the kitchen to see what was going on, was furious: "...You're a fool to teach me this. It's so dirty and fume-y. I don't know when to choose a good time to teach you..."

Fu Shangkun was very efficient, and sumptuous dishes were served one after another. The Fu family was treating guests to dinner today, and everyone strongly requested that the host should eat together and toast the chef.

Lu Jiayan asked: "Can I bring bacon sausage on the plane? Xinting, please bring some."

There is no one who can take it with me. Kong Chenhe also regrets that Yu Xinting is not used to Cantonese-style preserved meat, otherwise going abroad would not be a big problem.

Yang Jingxing suggested: "Turn greed into motivation..."

After dinner, we chatted for a while. Fu Shangkun, who didn't have to do business, rarely listened with interest. When he heard it, he couldn't help but say: "...that's the countryside. Panpan just dresses better, and some people just dress better."

Chewing behind my back, I don’t even know what a bar is, I just think of something wrong..."

On this point, Lu Jiayan and her husband were united, and asked Yang Jingxing if he could take his niece to Huihuang sometime, so that he could educate others about it when he returned.

Fu Feirong was open-minded: "It doesn't matter what others say!"

It was almost nine o'clock before the show ended, and the lady boss even invited everyone to come back tomorrow, as the restaurant only opened during the Lantern Festival.

Zeng Li said that he should accompany Chai Litian to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities while there was still some time. Yang Jingxing understood very well and was responsible for sending the other girls back to school, but he had to go back and drive first.

The girls were also loyal and walked with Yang Jing.

Kong Chenhe really likes this kind of community environment. The buildings are relatively dense, and it feels like thousands of lights. The windows and balconies of each household are full of life, and there is no need to worry about climbing stairs in case of power outage.

"Jia Jia used to live there, on the fourth floor, with a lantern." Yu Xinting pointed it out to Kong Chenhe.

Kong Chenhe looked at it and sighed: "What a coincidence, and it happened without any discussion... It's like two people meeting by chance in such a big city, isn't it?"

An Xin nodded in agreement.

Yang Jingxing said: "We all know each other in the vast sea of ​​people."

"Yes..." Kong Chenhe thought hard about the debate: "But you met first and then met, which is equivalent to the second time! It's like we suddenly met somewhere in Pudong without discussing it!"

Yang Jingxing explained to Yu Xinting: "Don't listen to her hints, I promise I will never follow you..."

When they reached the car, Kong Chenhe looked up at the building: "That's it?"

Yu Xinting shook her head and pointed to the right in front: "Go up to that door, the fifth floor is on my side." Now the parking space is getting tighter and tighter.

Kong Chenhe looked up, but the fifth floor was dark: "...I only saw the anti-theft net."

Yang Jingxing invited: "Come up and have a cup of tea?"

None of the three girls expressed their opinions. Kong Chenhe looked at An Xin and then Yu Xinting and suggested, "Let's sit down and leave."

Perhaps to take care of the genius' reputation in the neighborhood, the girls followed Yang Jingxing upstairs quietly. They didn't make any fuss after entering the house and just observed the living room.

Kong Chenhe likes to inquire: "Does all the furniture belong to the landlord?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Electric appliances too... water dispenser isn't it. Sit down, drink tea or juice?"

Kong Chenhe praised: "You squeeze the juice yourself?"

Yang Jingxing: "There's also milk from the supermarket."

An Xin said: "I drink hot water."

Yu Xinting didn't sit down either: "I want to drink water too."

Yang Jingxing took the tea: "Drinking some green tea will be beneficial."

Kong Chenhe was still looking around: "Where's the study, the workshop... The new house must have one... Does the landlord know you?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "We have met twice, so we know each other."

Kong Chenhe seemed to draw the conclusion from the house: "I'm probably not a music fan."

Yang Jingxing put two cups of tea on the table: "Try it, be careful not to burn it."

An Xin was more active. She picked it up, blew it, and tasted it carefully. Yu Xinting also imitated. Kong Chenhe came closer to watch Yang Jingxing brewing his own cup: "No need to scald the cup, it's clean... don't you usually watch TV?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Very few."

Kong Chenhe speculated: "Then you work in the room?" The bedroom door is closed.

Yang Jingxing said: "Why study composition? Because you can work anytime and anywhere." Have a drink for yourself.

The three girls were sitting on the sofa, and Yang Jingxing was sitting on a stool, drinking tea.

No one praised him, so Yang Jingxing asked himself: "Does it taste good?"

Several girls nodded, and An Xin also said it smelled good.

Yang Jingxing said to Yu Xinting: "I still have a few boxes. You can take them over. It's also a taste of hometown."

Yu Xinting shook her head: "No need."

Teacher Yang Jingxing said solemnly: "Take it with you. Don't forget that you are the heir of tea."

Yu Xinting seemed to acquiesce, and Kong Chenhe asked again: "Have 306 and the others been here before?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "The leader has been here."

Kong Chenhe haha, he hasn’t seen enough of the house yet: “I have lived here for more than a year... I dare say that it is the worst place among all the musicians.”

Yang Jingxing said: "Among the composers he is pretty good."

Several girls were laughing and joking, and Yu Xinting said: "I used to think it was similar to Jiajia's family."

Yang Jingxing said: "Then if he becomes a famous composer."

Kong Chenhe guessed Yu Xinting: "You must have been much better than this in the past. I think the apartments in the United States in movies are pretty..."

While we were chatting, the air conditioner hadn't started to heat up yet, Kong Chenhe suddenly said: "I remembered, I have something else to do... I'll leave first, you guys can chat."

An Xin was surprised: "I'll go with you, together."

Yu Xinting was simply panicked and confused: "...what's the matter?"

Kong Chenhe said: "If something happens, I will go back to school..."

Yang Jingxing said: "Let's go." He opened the drawer of the coffee table and took out a large box of tea to Yu Xinting: "Throw away the packaging."

Going downstairs and getting in the car, Yang Jingxing was blocked from the front and back and had to slowly grind out. Kong Chenhe seemed to be in a real emergency: "Drive a little faster."

An Xin asked again: "What is going on?"

Kong Chenhe shook his head, which made Yu Xinting a little worried: "Do you want to go online?"

Kong Chenhe still shook his head: "No."

Yang Jingxing threatened: "Think clearly, no matter how fast I drive, it will still take fifteen or twenty minutes."
To be continued...