Yang Jingxing said: "As soon as you buy it, ask her to come and stay the night before, otherwise it will be too late."

Yang Jingxing quickly finished the bowl of noodles, wiped his mouth and said, "Eat slowly."

Yu Xinting raised her eyes to show that she heard.

As soon as Yang Jingxing left the cafeteria, Yu Xinting also put down her chopsticks: "I'm going to the piano room."

An Xin nodded in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Yu Xinting still said: "It's nothing."

Yu Xinting went back to the dormitory first, took her computer and took her Apple with her before going to the piano room. After half an hour, she came out of the piano room and went back to the dormitory to put down her computer before going to the north building.

Yang Jingxing was tinkering with the old folk guitar. When he saw Yu Xinting opening the door, he put down the guitar and stood up in surprise: "Comrade Vice President, you are here."

Yu Xinting poked her head around, pulled it a few times before taking out the key, entered the door and closed the door, looking at Yang Jingxing with a smile.

Yang Jingxing asked: "Aren't you angry anymore?"

Yu Xinting nodded, feeling a little wronged when touching her gloves: "I wasn't angry in the first place."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "That's good."

Yu Xinting took out the apple and half handed it to her. Yang Jingxing took it and was even happier: "Now I believe it."

Yu Xinting smiled: "Then I'm leaving."

Yang Jingxing said: "To celebrate that you are not angry, let's go have hot pot tomorrow."

Yu Xinting gently pulled the rope on her clothes and hat and said, "You can go when you have time... I'm leaving."

Yang Jingxing said: "You might as well give me one for a week at a time. I promise to control myself and only eat one every day."

Yu Xinting thought for a moment and shook her head: "...the new music is very nice."

Yang Jingxing was surprised: "Did you play?"

Yu Xinting nodded: "I like it."

Yang Jingxing pushed for the next step: "Play it once and I'll listen." He pulled up the music score from the computer.

Yu Xinting nodded, walked step by step to the electric piano, sat down, and said, "It's different from the previous songs."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "You play, and I'll listen to see if it's different." He put the computer next to him.

This song is indeed different from the previous ones. It is a newage-flavored ditty. The overall effect is very beautiful. However, the disadvantage is that it has almost no sense of melody and rhythm, and there is no sense of key. As a result, the song can only be attractive when listening or playing.

People, after listening to it, it is just like that, but whenever I think about it and listen to it again, I still think it sounds good.

Although newage has only been identified as a music genre in the past 20 or 30 years, it also has a good market abroad. However, for academics, newage is still not popular because it regards melody and rhythm as the two most important things.

All of Puyin’s courses have never involved newage, because it has almost no market in China, and even its translation has not been standardized.

Although "Sunshine in the Rain" is very commercial, its strong rhythm and wonderful orchestration have become popular in schools, and have even been imitated by some people in the composition department. Although the structure of "Wind and Rain Together" seems more fancy, the teachers also praised it

, He Hongchui also made up his mind to use it as a key promotional piece for next year's school anniversary. And the song given to Yu Xinting, even if it is promoted in the school and told others that it is Yang Jingxing's new song, it may not attract the attention of "Wind and Rain Together".

"The Road" has such a strong response, at most it just sounds good, and there won't be a lot of people asking for the score and adapting it.

Yu Xinting played this piece just right, using the magic of notes to create a sense of space and spiritual appeal. In fact, weakening the melody and rhythm is also a good choice, which makes the music not limited by rules.

Let people's thoughts wander in it.

To put it simply, this is a piece of music that allows the mind to soar peacefully - for ordinary listeners.

After finishing playing, Yu Xinting looked up at Yang Jingxing. Yang Jingxing said, "I knew my vision was right. Have you chosen a name?"

Yu Xinting shook her head: "I haven't thought about it yet."

Yang Jingxing said, "Think about it slowly. I haven't heard you play the drums for a long time. Let's play together for a while." He picked up the guitar.

Yu Xinting went to remove the dustproof cloth covering the drum set, and the two of them sang two popular songs together, so that Yu Xinting's drumming skills would not be stretched.

Yu Xinting was about to leave, but then she thought about the holiday. What to do with the hundreds of thousands of equipment here. Yang Jingxing said it didn't matter. He had already told the doorman that he would store it on the first floor. Yu Xinting said that she would come to help move it, and then

Look at the Merry Christmas that has been kept on the blackboard for a long time, and ask: "What year is next year?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Year of the Pig."

Yu Xinting was happy: "I can draw pigs." She started immediately, making big circles and small circles, adding two forked legs and a curly tail, and she turned out to be a cute pig.

Yang Jingxing said: "I will write the rest next year."

Yu Xinting asked again: "Did you change your mobile phone number when you got home?"

When Yang Jingxing said no, Yu Xinting said she wanted to change, but would tell Yang Jingxing, and guessed: "You must come here often, so you don't want to change."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "There will definitely be a lot of people on the train when school starts. You'd better take a plane or a sleeper berth. Don't squeeze my apple."

Yu Xinting smiled, squeezed her little nose, her clean nose was shiny, and said, "No, there is someone to help me every time I get in the car."

Yang Jingxing said: "That's good, don't come too early, call in advance."

Yu Xinting nodded: "Okay, I'm leaving."

After ten o'clock, he continued to call. Tao Meng said strictly, "You are five minutes late."

Yang Jingxing said: "I have to make preparations first, otherwise there will be a delay."

Tao Meng didn't believe it: "What preparations?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Go to the toilet, wash your hands, drink water to moisten your throat, choose a comfortable position to sit, open the computer and look at your photos, you are ready."

Tao Meng then remembered and opened the photo album and asked, "Which photo are you looking at?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Play automatically."

Tao Meng was dissatisfied: "No, you have to concentrate."

Yang Jingxing said: "I pause...the one with hair on the side of the mouth."

Tao Meng found the photo and said, "My eyes are squinting... What did you have for dinner?"

...These are topics every day.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Jingxing sent another text message: Sixth from the last, you are jealous of your own photos. I guess you are the first person in history. You are precious.

Tao Meng quickly replied: This doesn't count, I don't have it! I can't do two things at once, just make phone calls and look at photos.

Yang Jingxing had no choice but to make up another one: The sixth to last item was the first time I heard you sing, and you sang "The Original Dream".

Tao Meng replied: I loved this song the first time I heard it, but unfortunately it was a cover and I couldn’t sing it well either.

Yang Jingxing said: Compared with the Japanese version, I prefer the cover version. Compared with the cover version, I like your singing the most.

Tao Meng is not finished yet: You are so strange, you like things that I don’t do well.

Yang Jingxing said: Those who do well are among the top five thousand.

Tao Meng asked again: Is there a backup for every item?

Yang Jingxing said: No, there are only 1,000 backups out of 10,000. I don’t know if they are enough. Let me recall a few more. Go to bed early and have a good dream.

Tao Meng said: Okay, you too :)

At noon on Wednesday, Yang Jingxing applied to Tao Meng: "I'm going to treat Yu Xinting and An Xin to hot pot tonight, do you approve it?"

Tao Meng didn't even touch the dishes that Yang Jingxing had just put into her bowl, and asked, "Why?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's time for vacation. We used to go to eat hot pot together, but we haven't for a long time."

Tao Meng continued to stare at Yang Jingxing: "How often?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Twice a week."

Tao Meng thought for a while and said, "I'll go with you."

Yang Jingxing said: "You want to go home, and if I take you there, it's not obvious to show off your girlfriend! A girl who doesn't have a boyfriend is more pitiful than a guy who doesn't have a girlfriend."

Tao Meng was unhappy: "They don't know."

Yang Jingxing said: "If I had known it earlier, how could I have endured it for so long?"

Tao Meng quickly stopped smiling: "You said that?"

Yang Jingxing nodded.

"What did you say?" Tao Meng didn't even want to take the chopsticks.

Yang Jingxing laughed: "I didn't sing or dance, I just said you agreed to be my girlfriend."

Tao Meng still hesitated, and after Yang Jingxing poured soup for her again, she said, "Okay... where are you going to eat?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's the one we went to."

Tao Meng asked clearly: "Just the three of you? Where are Qi Qingnuo and the others?"

Yang Jingxing said: "They don't need me to invite them."

Tao Meng asked again: "How long will it take?"

Yang Jingxing said: "An hour or so."

Tao Meng didn't know whether to suggest or ask: "From six to seven."
To be continued...