The old man looked at Yang Jingxing patiently and kindly, as if he was sure that the young man had something to say.

Yang Jingxing put down his smile: "Grandma, it was my fault at your house last year that caused your poor health, made Tao Meng's father worry about you, and made the whole family very unhappy... Even though I ate something, I still want to apologize to you today.

." He apologized again.

After listening carefully, the old man continued to look at Yang Jingxing carefully, then nodded, stretched out his palm to cover the back of Yang Jingxing's hand on his knee, and said seriously and gently: "It's all right, it's all right, you don't need to apologize."

Yang Jingxing was self-aware again: "It's always because of me. It was because I lacked consideration at the beginning and didn't realize clearly that there is really a big gap between me and Tao Meng..."

The old man stopped him: "Wrong! I know you are a very confident child, don't say such insincere words, I don't like it."

Yang Jingxing said harshly: "The gap I'm talking about isn't about inferiority complex... Grandma, I invited Tao Meng over this time because we had an agreement before we started talking about friends. She said at that time that she would definitely study abroad.

, I said that’s fine, I’ll invite you to come to the show then, I’m lucky, I can really make it happen if I’m angry.”

The old man nodded in relief: "Okay, okay... you, like Mengmeng, have put in a lot of effort."

Yang Jingxing: "Nothing compares to... Actually, more importantly, I want to use this meeting to get rid of the knots left at that time, because at that time..."

The old man shook Yang Jingxing's hand hard and nodded repeatedly, appearing very moved and understanding: "Yes, yes, yes, it was grandma's fault at that time."

Yang Jingxing didn't dare: "Don't say that. Now that I think about it, I am very grateful to you. If it weren't for you, I might have done something stupid and made a bigger mistake... Grandma, it has been so long. I am

I feel like I can look back and face it again with a better attitude now.”

The old man was very encouraging: "Yes, yes."

Yang Jingxing began to rejoice: "Now Tao Meng is successful in school, has a lovely younger brother, and you are in good health. The whole family is really happy. I am especially happy for Tao Meng. You will definitely live a long life. Not only will you have grandchildren,

I will also hold my great-grandson in my arms in the future.”

The old man chuckled: "That's good... I'll work hard too, and the whole family will work hard together."

Yang Jingxing said brilliantly: "Actually, I'm doing okay now, and my study and work are going well...so I thought it would be better if I could eliminate the little bumps I had before. Tao Meng and I are good friends, and we will wait for your eightieth birthday.

When it's your 100th birthday, I'll give you a birthday celebration if I have the chance, otherwise I won't even have the chance to repay you for being so kind to me."

The old man looked at Yang Jingxing with a smile, but he didn't look particularly happy. He still seemed a little sad: "I'm very happy if you have the intention... Have you and Mengmeng reached an agreement?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I also apologized to her... I just thought that if I really had the chance to come over again, I should be able to call Tao Meng openly and not be so hesitant and entangled.

You must come when the time comes, my music won't be that bad."

The old man nodded: "I will definitely come with Mengmeng."

Yang Jingxing: "Furthermore, Tao Meng's father, I said some things that contradicted him. Although I don't know him the same, I should still say sorry... This time I invite Tao Meng to come, and her father may

If you’re not happy, please help me, I have no other intention..."

The old man stopped again: "No, Xiao Yang, let me tell you, if Mengmeng's father knew what you said, he would definitely support your meeting this time. Mengmeng's father has no bad impression of you."

Yang Jingxing believed it to be true: "That's good...I don't have any pimples at all!"

The old man was delighted, let go of Yang Jingxing's hand, patted it, and sighed: "Good boy..."

Yang Jingxing felt relaxed all over and almost stretched his body: "You have been sitting for a long time, do you want to get up and take a walk?"

The old man nodded: "I will stop for a moment... In Boston, I walk twice a day, two kilometers each time."

Yang Jingxing admired: "You walk more than us young people."

The old man still obeyed his old age and said with a smile that the parts were bad: "...it's just this left eye. I didn't want to have surgery at first, but the little tiger can't see clearly anymore... Mengmeng is back."

Yang Jingxing turned around and smiled: "Look grandma, did I complete my task well?"

The old man laughed, but Tao Meng didn't take it seriously. Looking at the lively social life over there, he asked, "Aren't you going back?"

Yang Jingxing nodded and said to the old man: "Grandma, I won't see you off later. You go back and have a good rest. Return to Boston early tomorrow and continue walking. By this time next year, Bo Rong will be able to accompany you."

The old man said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with him."

Yang Jingxing was vulgar: "Tie me up with a rope... I'm going over."

Tao Meng nodded, and her grandma politely said: "Send Xiao Yang away."

Yang Jingxing said, "No need." He turned around and left.

Returning to her seat, the second half was about to begin. Veronica hurriedly asked Yang Jingxing, saying that after the meeting, the senator wanted to meet with the artist: "...if you are not interested, you may need to

Wait a few minutes before talking to the conductor, it won't be long."

Yang Jingxing is from a socialist country, so he is fine and does not shy away from meeting the leadership.

Veronica breathed a sigh of relief: "Great..."

Two or three minutes before the opening, the audience was ready. It seemed that there were not many people missing, and their expressions had recovered from the radical avant-garde art in the first half. Many people were looking at the program again. Judging from the introduction, the symphony in the second half

The song shouldn't be too challenging.

At this time, Kong Chenhe and Gan Kaicheng's family seemed to have been listening to music and analyzing the artistry of the First Symphony. As a result, several women now lost their relaxed attitude to cheer for their friends and felt a little upright. Only Gan Kai

Cheng was dismissive because he always had the handle "Death and Life" in his hand.

The orchestra came on stage. It was so formalistic without an opening, and they didn't make any appearances. They filed out and took their places. Yu Xinting didn't seem to have anything new, so she walked directly to the piano and sat down without looking at the audience. After the girl sat down,

She was blocked by the piano, and the audience on the first floor must not be able to see her.

Jeromil still received applause when he appeared, and he still had to say a few words: "Brahms once said that he would never be able to create any symphony. People can't imagine hearing a giant like Beethoven following behind him.

What does the heavy footsteps feel like? To a certain extent, I understand his awe for the great genre of symphony and his respect for great composers. So when I talked with this young composer named Yang Jingxing, I once

I was going to ask him, can you feel the giants behind you... I didn't ask that, because I found the answer in music. Ladies and gentlemen, Yang Jingxing's Symphony No. 1 in F major."

Amidst the polite applause, Yeromil turned to face the orchestra. He was mature and calm, and did not have as much external momentum and gestures as Lian Lixin. He raised the baton just after looking at the state of the orchestra.

With the violin and cello appearing in pairs, the melody that is not particularly fresh may allow today's more than a thousand listeners to relax and just listen to it, it is better than the pioneering one.

What I have to say is that the chief executive of Niuai still has two skills. In contrast, the counterparts of Puhai Philharmonic need to work harder.

Then the string section gradually started up. After more than a minute, the percussion and wind instruments also started to play. Except for Yu Xinting who was still sitting there, the whole orchestra started up.

The falsehood in the introduction of the first movement also made the audience more energetic or interested. Everyone looked at the stage, ready to accept the fruits of the labor of the composer and the orchestra.

But the fake love is gradually drifting away...

During the pause after the introduction to prepare for the presentation, Lian Lixin's approach was to be silent for a second. Unlike Yeromil, he was silent for two seconds and then let the flute play the first part of the work with a strong intention to please.

The short melody... You can also hear it from the previous introduction. Wind instruments are often the most obvious point that widens the level gap between orchestras. Niuai's wind instruments are top-notch.

There should not be many people who sincerely reject "good listening". Even the composer of the previous piece did not show a scornful expression at this moment. Like most people in the concert hall, he was not intoxicated yet.

I don't appreciate it, but at least I still have patience and respect.

The music progresses steadily. If you listen to it professionally, Niuai's performance is not only better than the Puhai Philharmonic in terms of rigid requirements, but the color processing is also different. It feels more calm and restrained, and not so outgoing and positive.

In the recapitulation, the piano finally has a chance to take action. The same theme is repeated four times, emphasizing the changes in rhythm and intensity.

Did Yu Xinting learn to express herself in capitalism? With such content, she seemed to have used all her muscles and emotions from the moment she lowered her finger, and it was different from the poise of the Puhai Philharmonic player. This girl

A little bit of frustration is cleverly added to the fueling required in the original music, and each new repetition is not simply accelerating and aggravating, there is very subtle processing between notes, which not only meets the requirements of the music but also

Added lively colors... Le Xian is right, the effect is quite good and can make people ignore the cliche.

The performance time of the New York Philharmonic is slightly longer than that of the Urakai Philharmonic, with the first movement lasting almost twelve minutes.

In the short few seconds between movements, many listeners adjusted their sitting postures or something, maybe because they thought it was a little interesting, and listening carefully was worth the price. No one was impatient, but more interested, and maybe even interested.

I'm kind of looking forward to what's next.

Tao Meng glanced towards Yang Jingxing, and when their eyes met, Yang Jingxing smiled, and Tao Meng smiled too, not feeling forced.

At the beginning of the second movement, the low-pitched wind music began, followed by string variations and subtle color changes that made it impossible to tell the specific motive...

There was an obvious reaction from the audience. Their curiosity must have been aroused. Even Le Xian looked forward to the next step.

The subsequent music trend should be beyond the expectations of most people, and the composer did not give the audience time to adapt and think about their taste. The theme that could have been developed beautifully was ruthlessly destroyed again and again, and it was a comparison.

Once too much, it gets worse...

It is said that the music fans who can come to the new music concert are well-informed and have a good psychological quality, but most of them are still surprised or even shocked. Their faces are no longer calm and have uneasiness.

Some are unpleasant, some are inexplicable, some are difficult to accept, some are even painful, and a few are excited. However, there are also those who appreciate it, including the owner of the previous piece, and the strings are not bad.

Tao Meng frowned, but still insisted on looking at the stage, not looking at Yang Jingxing, probably because she didn't want to offend her old classmate. Yu Xinting, the only one doing nothing on the stage, was sitting there willing to raise her head, as if she was selflessly admiring her colleagues.

Work.

In the second movement, Jeromil is a little faster than Lian Lixin, only a little over five minutes. And Niuei definitely plays many more avant-garde works, so when it comes to dealing with destruction and collapse, it is better than Urakai Philharmonic.

There are some regulations, it's orderly in chaos, which is pretty good.

During the movement, the concert hall was very quiet. No one in the audience made any movements. Everyone maintained the vigilance or protective awareness aroused by the second movement. Most people sat upright and continued to look at the stage.

After what was estimated to be ten seconds of silence, the third movement finally began.

Soon, sadness and despair enveloped the concert hall, and even the strings shook their heads slightly, frowning as if they could not control themselves. Others did not make any body movements, but their expressions changed a lot.

As the most emotionally complex movement, there is actually very little free time on and off the stage. The continuous wonderful musical thoughts, the endless emergence of bright colors, and the unstoppable emotional advancement in the music make people overwhelmed.

Finally, the movement seemed to be entering its climax, the colors began to stabilize, and the warmth, brightness and hope became clearer and clearer, and turned out to be high.

Under the soft and bright stimulation of the woodwind again and again, the brass became more magnificent and brighter each time, until the woodwind exerted its strength, the brass finally reached its highest point, and then the strings all played,

The warm melody, like a mother's embrace, instantly filled the entire space.
To be continued...