"Review the past and learn the new." He Peiyuan encouraged.

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes, learn a lesson."

He Peiyuan rolled her eyes, and then thought of something interesting: "Does anyone in Eyang know about your glorious history?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head and said, "I still want shame."

He Peiyuan remembered: "That time... Fu Feirong saw them meeting."

Yang Jingxing was confident again: "Panpan won't gossip about us."

He Peiyuan thought: "But Zhao Chengdi and the others all know Lao Qi, right?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "A few people know... and they will all know about you tomorrow."

He Peiyuan was very unhappy: "What do you know? There's nothing, okay... I really shouldn't have gone up there!"

Yang Jingxing said triumphantly: "Forget it, let's break the jar."

He Peiyuan’s point of view is: “It’s not too late to remedy the situation… Then how much do they know about you?”

Yang Jingxing still felt good about himself: "I don't have many scandals, right?"

He Peiyuan forked some more desserts: "Did anyone go to the school concert?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head angrily: "I don't think so, but I'm trying to compliment you."

He Peiyuan made a brilliant mocking expression: "Do you know you are a composer? Will you force them to listen to the Second Symphony?"

Yang Jingxing thought: "I also want to inculcate it, but it's not just one or two concerts. In fact, everyone knows that I am a pianist and composer, but it's a pity that they don't know how good I am. It should be popularized.

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"Shameless!" He Peiyuan scolded and asked curiously: "Do I usually talk to you about music? Serious or popular."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "We will talk when we have the opportunity, but Manager Pang doesn't like this trend. She has made it clear many times that Mr. Yang is Mr. Yang, not 402, who suppresses my fans."

He Peiyuan vomited first, and then laughed: "They thought your employees would admire you more. I guess your work is like a fan meeting."

Yang Jingxing lamented: "Originally, it should be, but maybe after seeing it too much, it becomes less of a curiosity, just like people in record companies see singers."

"It's different." He Peiyuan was unsure: "...but I think you should downplay your identity as a musician in Eyang. My dad heard that you started a company and doubted whether you can manage it well."

"I can." Yang Jingxing suddenly became very nervous: "I definitely can! You must tell your dad."

He Peiyuan was annoyed to death: "...Who cares if you can or not? You just said that casually!"

Yang Jingxing remembered: "Will your father accompany you to the kǎo shi next week?"

He Peiyuan was disgusted: "What's the big deal? I need my parents to accompany me!"

"Aren't you going?" Yang Jingxing was happy: "Then I'll go."

He Peiyuan regretted: "My dad went... is it useful? The examination room is closed, you think you can go in if you like."

Yang Jingxing was in great spirits: "I'm cheering you on outside."

"Let's do something serious when you have time!" He Peiyuan was annoyed and explained: "Actually, I took the driver's license test for my dad. I didn't take the test and he didn't want to buy a car."

Yang Jingxing was moved: "My parents' feelings... Then I have to cheer for you even more. Find a place to practice driving tomorrow."

"Mind your own business." He Peiyuan reminded: "It won't hurt to prepare more for the seminar."

I entered the cafe at half past eight. Time really flew by. It was already half past nine in the blink of an eye. He Peiyuan was annoyed that she was late and insisted on leaving home right away in case there was a traffic jam along the way. If she couldn't get home before ten o'clock, she would lose time.

, minus one week!

Yang Jingxing knew how to choose and left decisively.
Chapter completed!