"Okay, great." The principal of Puyin High School Affiliated was very positive: "After Director Yang said this, I also feel that there is indeed a great necessity to conduct summary research and exploration in this field. I support your proposal to establish a joint research group!"

Director Yang said: "Thank you, Principal Ma. I will make a suggestion to Director Shi tomorrow..."

Principal Ma can't wait until tomorrow. Related ideas are already pouring out. Now he has to talk to the composers who are at the forefront of folk music.

Discussion. Yes, music is a systematic project. Folk music is now booming and the prospects are bright and bright. How can basic education not keep up? Mechanical teaching must be eliminated and put an end to it. Otherwise, what will happen when students face Director Yang’s works?

Isn’t it just that the bull’s head is wrong and the horse’s mouth is even at a loss?

Yang Jingxing had to explain that his starting point was not his own work: "... what should be eliminated is the restriction and harm to students' musical imagination and musical sensibility. The idea that you must play the same sentence as you want is too absurd."

Yes, yes, there are really many problems that need to be improved and solved.

The co-pilot had been grimacing for a long time. Yang Jingxing stopped talking on the phone and hung up as soon as possible to continue the casual conversation: "Do you have any other suggestions? I think you are right."

He Peiyuan, who had been silent for so long, let her lips warm up and adjusted her expression: "...It's nothing."

Yang Jingxing nodded and slowly turned left: "Does it hurt for a girl to have her hair pulled?"

"No..." He Peiyuan didn't want to say this anymore: "In fact, it doesn't hurt. The main reason is... I'm too young to bear the grievance."

"It's the teacher's fault." Yang Jingxing said in an almost repentant tone, "It shouldn't have happened."

When it comes to the issue of right and wrong, the heroine's tone towards casual acquaintances is not very polite: "I even beat and scold too much. Only when the teacher is responsible will he be strict."

"Let's not talk about this anymore..." The male protagonist took a deep breath before changing his tone and topic: "I am familiar with Captain Wen and Commander Lu. We are friends. If you have anything, you can tell me and don't be polite.

, I will definitely do my best if I can help."

He Peiyuan was disgusted and couldn't help laughing: "...it's nothing."

Yang Jingxing repeated: "Friends..."

There was silence in the car, obviously embarrassed. Fortunately, He Peiyuan's phone rang. She answered it directly without telling her casual acquaintance who was calling, and without being hands-free: "Mom...crossing the river...crossing the bridge, Yangpu...

...I’ve already crossed the bridge...it’s okay...um...nope...nope...it’s nothing...it’s time to tell you...I just dozed off and haven’t woken up yet...got it...hang up."

Yang Jingxing was a little worried: "What's wrong?"

He Peiyuan shook her head: "No."

The male protagonist stupidly: "Why haven't you woke up yet?"

The female lead couldn't even restrain herself from rolling her eyes: "You said my voice is wrong...who is still energetic after performing so tired and late at night!?"

Yang Jingxing is sensible: "I care about you...Is your personality like your mother or your father?"

He Peiyuan was alert: "Why do you ask this?"

Yang Jingxing said, "Just ask."

He Peiyuan didn't want to answer: "...it doesn't look like it."

After a while of silence, the male protagonist regained his composure and said, "Your family doesn't care about you, that is, do they ask about your emotional affairs?"

He Peiyuan's look of disdain was so well done that she was distracted: "...Let's talk about something else."

"Okay!" Yang Jingxing agreed simply: "I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else... I'm just curious about why you don't have a boyfriend."

He Peiyuan actually did not feel bored, but turned into a girlish tone: "I have someone I like."

The male protagonist said vaguely: "...Oh, that's good."

After being silent for half a minute, He Peiyuan seemed to open up her heart: "I have liked him for a long time."

Yang Jingxing has successfully transformed into a listener and just nodded.

He Peiyuan looked forward, silent, expressionless and motionless, but her acting skills at this moment and the melancholy she exuded were truly professional.

Yang Jingxing asked again: "Who is it? Do I know him?"

He Peiyuan couldn't extricate herself from the melancholy, and shook her head slowly: "I won't tell you anymore, this is my secret."

Yang Jingxing was unwilling to give in: "Why should you keep it secret if you like someone?"

He Peiyuan doesn't need to explain anything to casual acquaintances.

After a long silence, Yang Jingxing nodded again: "I understand, it's like that sometimes."

He Peiyuan laughed again: "I've never told anyone, but when I said it, I suddenly felt very relaxed."

Yang Jingxing haha.

He Peiyuan was not at ease: "Keep it a secret for me."

Yang Jingxing laughed dryly: "I don't know who it is, so don't worry."

"Thank you." He Peiyuan's eyes were a little grateful: "You are a good person."

Yang Jingxing forced a smile.

He Peiyuan changed the subject: "I heard that you are working as a producer for Xu An?"

Yang Jingxing nodded...

We became friends during the rest of the journey. He Peiyuan also revealed some simple things about her family to Yang Jingxing, and even recommended a noodle restaurant not far from her home: "... If you have a chance, you can try it. It's really good."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Definitely."

He Peiyuan saw it: "Are you tired too? Go home and be safe."

Yang Jingxing said firmly: "It's okay."

He Peiyuan pointed to her own community again: "That's it. It doesn't matter if you stop for a while. I'll take my luggage... Thank you so much today."

Yang Jingxing was polite, slowed down and stopped at the gate, and then waved brightly out the passenger window: "Goodbye, bye."

Before He Peiyuan understood what was going on, the car started again and drove slowly towards the community. Before she could figure out what medicine was in the other person's gourd, the girl stood still.

Yang Jingxing murmured to himself: "Bye, bye..."

Feeling that she no longer existed, He Peiyuan paid close attention to the driver.

The car drove very slowly, Yang Jingxing's face was indifferent, and he suddenly started singing again: "Life is not just a collection of days, there are countless strange surprises in this city..."
Chapter completed!