Although He Peiyuan completely denied his life experience but demanded that the true performance should not "pretend to be innocent", after all, Yang Jingxing had to face the difficulties he had caused. Before he got to Central, the drama was about to begin.

"And more!" He Peiyuan thought of something again excitedly, but was too shy to say it: "...body movements."

Yang Jingxing didn't understand: "How do you move your body while driving?"

He Peiyuan looks like an expert: "Don't make big gestures, it's better to be subtle, just reflect your heart... It's a little ambiguous."

Yang Jingxing is about to get to know his girlfriend again: "A little ambiguous?"

He Peiyuan affirmed with her eyes, her expression was much shyer than on the bed. The tip of her index finger lightly tapped her thigh while the other fingers curled up and raised up in a really subtle movement.

After careful observation, Yang Jingxing came to the conclusion: "You definitely want to create an opportunity to slap me in the face. You won't be fooled, and you won't be ambiguous!"

"Don't fight." He Peiyuan said after being seen through, and tried to encourage again: "I will definitely do it, just a little bit, it's not intentional, and you don't care about it, so it's not a hooligan."

Yang Jingxing revealed: "How can a man not do it on purpose?"

He Peiyuan shouted: "I will never be able to experience that feeling again, that hazy beauty..." She pursed her lips and frowned, looking down with a look of aggrievedness.

"Okay, okay, okay." Yang Jingxing quickly confessed: "If you give it all, I'm afraid Yuanyuan won't pay attention to me in the future!"

He Peiyuan is really sad: "I have never experienced any pure period. Who has to face so many things like me when I fell in love for the first time..."

"Okay, pure!" Yang Jingxing nodded vigorously: "I am nearly pure and pure. I have purified my soul, so there is no problem."

Don't mention it, He Peiyuan's appearance with no hair but a slight frown is really quite innocent. Her face is so beautiful that it is hard to imagine that she is a girl who can say "shy words".

"Shall we start?" Yang Jingxing began to try to make his voice pure.

He Peiyuan nodded hesitantly, and then there was a smile on her face. However, she turned her face to the right and then turned back to the scene. She became a "casual acquaintance" with the driver and "the thought of love has not yet sprouted."

Girl, but this girl seems a little sad.

Yang Jingxing asked: "Are you tired?"

The girl looked at the driver like a girlfriend, then turned into a casual acquaintance: "A little bit, but it's okay."

"Hold on for a while." Yang Jingxing's tone was full of integrity, completely contrary to his true nature: "Talk about it, it's easy to get sleepy while driving alone."

He Peiyuan seemed a little uncomfortable, but she glanced at the driver and did not refuse: "Say."

Yang Jingxing didn't look sleepy. He also turned off the vehicle night vision function that his girlfriend had turned on three hours ago, and casually started the topic: "It's been more than a year since you graduated, right?"

This is simply unfamiliar, but whoever is afraid of whom? He Peiyuan didn't even look at the driver and just said hum.

Yang Jingxing still knew about the girl's job: "How does it feel to be in the orchestra?"

He Peiyuan said in a normal tone: "I feel pretty good."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "That's good."

It was so boring that He Peiyuan was too lazy to say yes. She turned her face to the right as if admiring herself through the car window. Of course, she looked better when she smiled.

Yang Jingxing was so pure that he didn't know how to change direction: "I chatted with Liu Siman last time, and I feel... your current stage is still a bit narrow, and it may inhibit your personal enthusiasm, isn't it?"

Regarding this question, He Peiyuan's expression became more serious: "They are all quite positive, there are not too many performances, and the road has to be walked step by step, but her feelings may be different from ours."

Yang Jingxing explained: "I'm not talking about work enthusiasm, I'm talking about personal pursuits, that is, the current job doesn't have much room for you to build yourself."

He Peiyuan was more careful: "You can't say that...it depends on your personal attitude. I think there are not many opportunities for learning and exercise."

Yang Jingxing: "So you are an activist?"

"I can only say it's okay." He Peiyuan modestly said: "Try not to hold back."

What was Yang Jingxing thinking: "...Is "Empty Mountain" not to your liking?"

He Peiyuan looked at the composer: "No, it's okay." She nodded.

Yang Jingxing explained with a smile: "Because I haven't gotten your opinion yet, I guess you don't like this song very much..."

He Peiyuan couldn't help laughing, even covering her mouth couldn't stop her giggles.

Yang Jingxing also wanted to save the situation with an inexplicably panicked expression: "What's wrong? What's so funny?"

He Peiyuan tried to be serious and even a little apologetic: "No, no, no, let's do it again."

Yang Jingxing was puzzled: "What's so funny? I'm so serious and into the drama."

He Peiyuan really loves art: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I promise I won't laugh again."

Yang Jingxing angrily said: "...Then I will change the scene again, otherwise my opponent will be too cold."

"I want this, I want this!" He Peiyuan even gave up her personal aura for the sake of art: "Good husband, you are a good husband, please."

Yang Jingxing seized the opportunity: "Then kiss me after the performance."

He Peiyuan stretched her neck: "As long as my husband performs well, I will kiss, kiss, kiss..." She pursed her lips and popped her lips repeatedly in a very sacrificial spirit, but she still had to close her eyes before she could bear to do it.

There was no need to start over again. Yang Jingxing adjusted his tone this time to appear more calm: "Don't you like "Empty Mountain"?"

He Peiyuan also used a little surprise to show the progress of the play: "No, it's pretty good."

Yang Jingxing: "It's my first time to write this kind of solo. I'm afraid that I'm sorry for your professional standards, so my level is limited and I've tried too hard, so I'd really like to hear your suggestions."

heroine

Jiao is very considerate: "Don't think too much, I really think it's good. I didn't tell you if I didn't have any objections. If I have any objections, I will definitely mention them to you."

Yang Jingxing smiled comfortingly: "Which style of music do you prefer?"

The male protagonist is truly a gentleman, and at least he could find no fault in the first quarter of an hour or so of the play. Although the conversation topics were shooting here and there, work and life, his lines were always in order and did not go beyond casual acquaintances.

There are not even small jokes, let alone playing frivolous or rogue.

The heroine prefers to chat with serious people. Although she doesn't talk too much, she is not cold either, and she often smiles. Speaking of recent performances, He Peiyuan can say a few more words to encourage the composer's works and the response has been good, but then there are also

Enthusiastic music fans made some suggestions to 306 through the Internet or acquaintances. What is surprising is that music fans are very concerned about 306's typhoon. Some viewers think Liu Siman, Shao Fangjie and their expressions and body language during the performance are too old-fashioned.

It doesn’t match the style of the music, but some listeners appreciate the actors’ “natural expression” on stage and think that different styles complement each other.

Regarding this, Yang Jingxing's opinion is: "My personal opinion is that if you look at it critically, it may not be very coordinated. It is mainly reflected in the ensemble. It is a good sign that the audience can raise such opinions, which shows that they care."

He Peiyuan rarely asked Yang Jingxing a question in a humble and gentle tone: "Then what do you think is coordination?"

Yang Jingxing couldn't say: "There are many factors to consider, but I believe it can be subtle... I think your kind of being a little quieter is better."

He Peiyuan had to speak up for her friends: "I usually don't pay much attention to this aspect during rehearsals. I'm used to it and don't think there's anything wrong with it. It's hard to change habits."

Yang Jingxing nodded in understanding: "I've been practicing like this."

"Yes, maybe because I was too single before, I didn't know how to adapt." He Peiyuan thought and smiled bitterly: "When I first entered the attached middle school, while practicing musical phrases, the teacher grabbed me by the pigtails and taught me how to shake my head. Shake it hard, and it hurts so much that I shed tears.

The more you do it, the more you will remember it." She had never even told her boyfriend about such a shameful thing.

There was a traffic light ahead. The hero braked lightly and looked at the heroine: "Which teacher? What's your last name?"

He Peiyuan smiled and recalled her teacher: "The female teacher named Wu retired long ago and was in her fifties or sixties at the time."

Yang Jingxing said with a cold face: "Is there anyone who teaches students like this?"

He Peiyuan is very tolerant and understanding: "There are few people who study folk music who have not been shaken. Wang Rui and others are even worse. Boys have their ears pulled and their heads shaken. I didn't learn well because of my enlightenment. It would be much better if I entered the affiliated elementary school early."

Yang Jingxing said rudely: "What a bullshit teacher."

He Peiyuan was surprised and explained: "That's how we were taught... you just haven't experienced it!"

Yang Jingxing looked at the girl again, but had nothing to say.

After chatting for so long, He Peiyuan was able to take the initiative: "Then what is your style?"

Yang Jingxing took the mobile phone: "I'll make a call."

He Peiyuan's hum returned to the casual acquaintance.

The mobile phone was not connected to the car. In order to drive safely, Yang Jingxing pressed the hands-free button after dialing the number and placed the mobile phone on the middle handguard.

Listening to the dial tone, He Peiyuan glanced at the gauntlet. After seeing and confirming the name displayed on the phone, the lady who had been a lady for so long immediately started to show her teeth and claws, and all the movements and expressions used to deal with gangsters were fully unleashed, only for post-production dubbing.

Yang Jingxing ignored the girl's sudden madness and connected the phone very quickly. He greeted her kindly first: "Hello, Principal Ma."

"Director Yang, okay." The other end of the phone was also polite: "You haven't had a break yet?"

Yang Jingxing was embarrassed: "Did I disturb your rest?"

"No, no, it's eleven o'clock, it's still early." The energetic person on the other end of the phone said: "I'm going to the city for a meeting next week, and I'm still preparing materials. As you may know, the requirements for cultural classes are getting higher and higher now..."

Yang Jingxing hurriedly said: "Then I will not waste your time, but I want to ask you something. In terms of guiding students' expressions and body language communication in our affiliated middle school, have any teachers acted excessively towards students during the teaching process?" It was clearly an exaggeration.

In other words, the girl sitting in the passenger seat was even more breathless.

It was something that was taken for granted, but there was a surprised voice on the other end of the phone: "...this matter?"

After all, Yang Jingxing was too young and was very immature in dealing with things: "I heard about a situation where an eleven or twelve-year-old girl was grabbed by the hair and pulled by the teacher, and the student cried in pain."

"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be!" The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone suddenly became excited, "I believe it is an isolated phenomenon. Director Yang, please tell me the specific situation. This must be investigated and dealt with. Is it from seventh grade?"

Director Yang is emotionally stable and cares about education: "I am thinking about the problems this phenomenon reflects. Mechanical teaching methods and rough teaching attitudes may have faster results, but the final effect remains questionable."

"Yes..." The other person on the phone seemed to be thinking deeply: "There are some teachers who have this problem, and we should pay attention to it."

Director Yang not only raised questions: "I would like to make a suggestion. What do you think? The Affiliated Primary School and the Affiliated High School will join forces to do a research project and be more detailed. Regarding the expressions and body language in folk music performance, it can be discussed from the aspects of function, performance and application.

To start with, of course the most important thing is teaching, and I think our current work in this regard is still relatively limited.”
To be continued...