Gong Xiaoling also came to join in the fun: "Congratulations to the lovers who finally got married."

The two students thanked Professor Gong in trepidation, and then felt a little bit like they were the protagonists. Peng Yiwei also introduced the Pu Yin couple to his girlfriend.

Gong Xiaoling also made a joke about Peng Yiwei and told his girlfriend: "...there are many girls who like Peng Yiwei, I know it, but he has been waiting for his rightful daughter, and now he has finally arrived. Do you think,

The piece "Stars" seems to take us into a whole new world. Man, love is different!"

Qi Qingnuo nodded: "The medal of art is half as good as hers."

Peng Yiwei was disgusted: "More than half, more than half!"

My girlfriend is very adaptable to the situation: "You can't create your own work and you want to pass the responsibility to me?"

Everyone laughed, and then they all affirmed the excellence of the work "Stars" to give the composer face. They all expressed many feelings about the lofty intention of the work, the richness of the materials, the tense color changes, and the unconventional

Emotional expression...

What everyone said is true and is not an exaggeration. But Peng Yiwei was embarrassed, and his girlfriend was even more embarrassed: "I don't understand, I just think it's so complicated."

Gong Xiaoling encouraged: "It is best to appreciate it with an attitude of not understanding... I have read and reread the score of the Second Symphony for more than a month, always trying to dig out the deepest emotional logic of the work.

Just like the First Symphony, you will feel suddenly enlightened and enlightened, and you will be very happy and enjoy it, right?"

Of course everyone nodded in agreement with what the professor said. Chai Litian was still afraid of flattery: "There is also a sense of accomplishment."

Gong Xiaoling nodded: "Yes, but the more I read the Second Symphony, the more confused I feel. I often feel that I have touched the edge and found that it is not the case. The structure is too complicated, and so many materials flow and respond to changes. If you need to understand it clearly, you can come up with something.

This monograph made me very irritated and I loved and hated it. Just before the performance started, Lian Lixin came on stage. I suddenly figured out, why can’t I appreciate this work with the simplest mentality today? This work by Yang Jingxing is for

Who created it? It's definitely not me..."

Everyone laughed.

Gong Xiaoling herself laughed: "So after I figured it out, I cleared my mind and forgot all the previous discoveries and conjectures. I wanted to start with the simplest and most superficial things and see clearly first.

The whole external picture, right? So I just relaxed and listened without thinking about anything. I didn’t follow the composer’s ideas at all, didn’t analyze the structure and connotation, and didn’t even want to distinguish the parts. I only had ears and no brain, and I didn’t feel the work.

I listened to the emotions like this...Students, if Teacher Miao hadn't handed me a tissue, I wouldn't have known that I was already in tears!"

The underground parking lot has quieted down after Gong Xiaoling's emotional croaking, and everyone around him has quieted down, as if they were listening to Professor Gong Da's speech. When Gong Xiaoling stopped, the atmosphere was obviously a bit awkward, especially when she pretended

Show that kind of gesture full of emotion.

Qi Qing suddenly smiled and clapped his hands: "Applause for Professor Gong."

Leader Qi was so proud that everyone responded. Although Yang Jingxing was funny, he also clapped his hands. If outsiders saw that he had to be beaten by these musicians, Peng Yiwei's girlfriend would obviously not adapt to it.

Lu Baiyong also gave face: "I resonated with what Professor Gong said. After "Wen Mo", they asked me to go to the front, and I said I wouldn't go. I sat alone in the lounge, treating myself as an audience, and found that I felt

There are a lot of things that you can’t feel when reading music.”

Lian Lixin also echoed: "My views on the exterior and interior of the Second Symphony have been changing. Sometimes I feel it echoes, and sometimes I feel it is contradictory. If I was just a listener, how would I understand..."

Yang Jingxing couldn't help it anymore: "Why do you have to lower your level?"

So that's it. He Peiyuan, who was nervous at first, immediately started laughing. The happiness on her face was much sweeter and more touching than the others' hehehehahaha.

Does Wang Jinzhe want to show that he understands music: "I don't know if you are like me. In the second movement, what touches me most is not the sadness. The weeping and complaining makes me feel heart-wrenching. The melody brings out the emotions.

The expression was very strong, but I always felt like I was short of breath. Instead, after slowly regaining my composure, I suddenly felt an indescribable feeling..."

Gong Xiaoling nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it's like my throat is suddenly blocked."

It was lively now. Many people had a consensus and confirmed each other or saw others moved in the second movement. Even Zhang Chujia, who kept a low profile, also spoke: "Maybe the calmness on the surface is actually a reflection on fate.

Compromise after being powerless..."

There was a lot of admiration. Teacher Zhang hit the point, and Gong Xiaoling gave a thumbs up.

Wang Jinzhe is not proud that he has started the trend, but is still modest: "I'm just trying to attract others, Director Yang, and don't talk to outsiders. I know it's definitely not that simple."

Yang Jingxing didn't dare to speak at this time: "I didn't think so much..."

Gong Xiaoling smiled: "Forget it, don't make it difficult for him. It's never a yes or a no."

Ding Sangpeng spoke: "Leave it to time."

Really, a group of people blamed themselves one after another. They all started to boss around Director Yang, who was still bragging just now. They drove the car out and asked Mr. Ding to walk first. Even though he was standing with help, he was still tired.

The executive vice-principal said, let's send Mr. Ding home now. The artistic exchange will only last for a long time.

After helping Ding Sangpeng get into the car, Yang Jingxing called to He Peiyuan: "Bring it to the back."

He Peiyuan hesitated for a moment, then handed the instrument to her boyfriend to put in the trunk. Yang Jingxing had to take the first step and thanked many people again. He Peiyuan also said goodbye to her classmates, classmates and teachers whom she had not seen for a long time, and also remembered to see Li Yingzhen again.

Many people have already said this, but Li Yingzhen still told Yang Jingxing to be careful with trucks, and even scolded Yang Jingxing in public on whether he should hire a full-time driver: "...and he said time is tight!"

Wang Rui reminded the consultant: "Come back early to fulfill your promise!"

"You choose a place." Yang Jingxing called to his girlfriend: "Get in the car."

He Peiyuan also warned her friends: "Please pay attention to safety." After getting into the passenger seat, she lowered the window and waited for her boyfriend to get in the car and start driving, then she waved again.

The car hadn't driven very far when He Peiyuan turned around and said, "Are you tired?"

Ding Sangpeng shook his head, and there was no abnormality on his face: "Principal Yang is back, let's meet."

Did Yang Jingxing find it troublesome? "Don't worry, it's nothing."

Ding Sangpeng said: "Human energy is limited, what should be done and what should not be done."

Yang Jingxing was still perfunctory: "Let's talk about it later, you have a good rest."

The car was quiet for a while, and Ding's parents and grandson spoke: "Xiao He, I'm sorry, we weren't home last time."

He Peiyuan quickly turned around: "I'm sorry to bother you."

The eldest grandson looked affectionate: "I wanted to say hello to your parents before, but I couldn't leave at that time. I'll look for a chance next time."

He Peiyuan chuckled: "It's okay."

The eldest grandson, who was a few years younger than He Weidong, smiled and praised: "Little He is also very calm."

He Peiyuan continued to laugh: "It'll be fine once you get used to it."

The eldest grandson hummed and stood beside his grandfather with a leadership attitude and tone: "Are you used to Yang Jingxing showing off his talents? That's a good thing."

He Peiyuan was embarrassed and looked ahead, obviously not knowing what to say.

Yang Jingxing was still funny: "Complain to Mr. Ding, someone will laugh at you."

He Peiyuan's face turned bitter: "No..."

Ding Sangpeng didn't say anything, and his grandson laughed lightly: "I have been going to the auditorium to watch my grandfather's works since I was four or five years old. At that time... you are very happy now."

He Peiyuan was able to accept her words and even said: "The efforts of generations have created the present. Without the foundation laid by the predecessors, we would not be here today."

Changsun smiled: "Your friends are right. You have half as many military medals as you. Xiao He, you also have important responsibilities."

He Peiyuan was speechless again, but fortunately Yang Jingxing still defended his girlfriend: "Mr. Ding, do you care?"

Ding Sangpeng was thinking about business: "The heat should be enough, but we must be cautious about the records."
Chapter completed!