On Tuesday, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather cooperated with a gloomy light rain, allowing residents of the world's metropolitan cities to find better reasons for not admiring the full moon.

Yang Jingxing went to work at Hongxing as usual, and the front desk changed a new slogan: "Manager Yang, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Yang Jingxing is still busy with Tong Yichun's new album. The so-called final version should only be considered a first draft for a singer who knows how to create. People are such smart animals, and their thoughts are boundless.

The three arrangers met first and each expressed his or her own opinion. Hao Shengfeng had long been accustomed to it. He kept working hard without any complaints, and his energy allowed Tong Yichun's spark of inspiration to shine brightly.

Shen Yibo was slightly troubled and recounted the wild artistic associations that Tong Yichun had after listening to the arrangement demo several times, hoping that his colleagues would give him some advice.

"Meteor streaked across the wilderness at the last moment of dusk..." Hao Shengfeng drifted away as he spoke.

Yang Jingxing looked serious: "A meteor, or a swarm of meteors?"

Shen Yi Boha: "I didn't ask clearly, please give me a call."

At around ten o'clock, He Hongchui called Yang Jingxing. Of course it was not to wish the students a happy holiday: "It's announced, you have entered the finals."

Yang Jingxingle: "Congratulations to the teacher for your teaching."

He Hongchui said: "Come to the office."

Yang Jingxing was scolded, but He Hongchui still communicated with the students after teaching him a lesson. In fact, the so-called international composition competition did not receive a few quality works, but He Hongchui had to admit that the group including the vice principal The committee has put in a lot of effort.

After all, there are outsiders watching. In order not to look ugly and at least avoid internal strife, He Hongchui hoped that Yang Jingxing would make sacrifices and not put too much emphasis on the results. Someone would judge whether it was good or bad.

Yang Jingxing said more seriously: "Professor, I know you care about your students. Don't worry about competition or not. I won't embarrass you."

He Hongchui's tone became calmer: "I have done so much work on such an important joint. I thought I really gave up selfishness..."

Yang Jingxing said: "You think the students are good, and so do others..."

Yang Jingxing's busiest thing today was actually replying to text messages. His phone hadn't been idle all day long. Most of them were related to work. From Zhang Yanhao to Zhao Gu, the density was so high that Yang Jingxing didn't have to take the trouble of actively filling in any leaks.

Of course, the blessings from the teachers still have to be sent. Mr. Ding is very much looking forward to the premiere of the concerto. He has already had enough holidays.

In addition to the benefits provided by the company, Pang Xi also went downstairs to pick up moon cakes twice. Once Cheng Yaoyao asked the driver to bring them over, and once Du Lin sent his assistant to deliver them.

Du Lin sent two boxes, and Pang Xi settled the score with Yang Jingxingming: "Tell me one box."

Yang Jingxing said: "You can give it to others, I can't eat it."

Pang Xi said: "The wine seems quite expensive."

Yang Jingxing immediately changed his mind: "Leave the wine for me, and you can take the mooncakes."

Pang Xi said: "I'll install it for you..."

Yang Jingxing added: "Just one bottle."

Pang Xi said: "There is only one bottle."

Yang Jingxing also settled the score: "Half as much as me..."

Pang Xixiao: "I don't drink."

Yang Jingxing was suspicious: "Then you know Gui?"

Pang Xi explained: "She said..."

Yang Jingxing was about to call to thank her when Du Lin called, but she didn't mention that she wanted Yang Jingxing to appear on a TV show to cooperate with Tang Xiaoxiao. Instead, she talked about how much Yang Jingxing had heard about and wanted to see it as soon as possible.

Yang Jingxing got off work early to pick up Qi Qingnuo, because Nian Qing went to Kang Youcheng's house for the holidays today and needed to borrow a car. The main group went to hold a Mid-Autumn Festival concert. The yard of the Chinese orchestra was empty, and a group of girls came out of the building chattering and colorful.

umbrellas and clothes, the same mooncake boxes.

"So handsome." Liu Siman praised the consultant who got out of the car and was waiting for him from afar.

Everyone came to say hello to Yang Jingxing, and He Peiyuan even looked around: "Young handsome boy, are you going to meet your parents?"

Shao Fangjie was happy: "Absolutely."

Wang Rui puffed up her chest: "Uncle Wei, give you strength!"

Yu Feifei stretched out her hand towards Yang Jingxing: "Holiday gift..." and immediately stopped her hand to be shy about her own joke.

Gao Pianpian commented: "The shirt is very good."

He Peiyuan urged Nian Qing: "Driver, hurry up, don't delay."

Nian Qing Leng Ao: "You take his seat."

He Peiyuan was stunned, and Yang Jingxing gave Nian Qing strength: "Come on, Qing'er."

Nian Qing threw her head: "Get out."

Qi Qingnuo said to He Peiyuan: "She is on a different path today, and we are together."

Wang Rui was curious: "Eh..."

He Peiyuan made other plans: "Forget it, you go ahead...it's a big day."

Yang Jingxing invited: "Two beauties, please get in the car. I'll relax."

Wang Rui put away her umbrella and opened the door angrily: "We just want you to relax?"

Qi Qingnuo asked: "They just let you relax?"

He Peiyuan smiled: "Ruirui is the most relaxed, right?"

Yang Jingxing cared about Nian Qing: "Drive slowly, the road is slippery."

Nian Qing didn't know what to do: "I can afford it."

After the vehicle drove out of the gate, Qi Qingnuo turned back and revealed: "Qing'er went to meet her parents-in-law."

Wang Rui was surprised: "...Fortunately, I don't fall in love."

He Peiyuan was also happy to rely on like-minded people.

Yang Jingxing showed off: "You don't know how good it is to fall in love."

Wang Rui stuck out her tongue and said in disdain: "... Numb."

Qi Qingnuo downplayed it: "We have different positions, and I don't think there's anything good about it."

The women laughed proudly, and He Peiyuan gloated: "Someone is sad."

Yang Jingxing has high morale: "I am a person who turns grief into strength."

Qi Qingnuo just laughed, and the two behind him laughed. After Wang Rui finished laughing, she still encouraged Yang Jingxing: "Don't worry, Oui, your parents will definitely like you."

He Peiyuan guessed Qi Qingnuo: "Your dad must like it."

Qi Qingnuo joked: "It seems to be exactly the opposite."

He Peiyuan doubted: "No way?"

Wang Rui understood: "My daughter was my father's lover in his previous life..."

Yang Jingxing protested: "Don't sow discord, I won't be fooled."

He Peiyuan didn't believe it: "We have already met the parents, who can instigate it?"

Wang Rui guessed: "He means that I provoked him and her father...isn't that right, weirdo?"

Qi Qingnuo was surprised: "Oh, so well connected."

Wang Rui was very proud: "Of course!"

He Peiyuan and Wang Rui distanced themselves: "I can't save you."

Qi Qingnuo reminded: "Save yourself first."

He Peiyuan was surprised: "What am I doing!?"

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "Beautiful women are all my imaginary enemies."

Yang Jingxing said: "She is a lonely master and can only find imaginary enemies."

Wang Rui couldn't stand this standard anymore: "...please, my two idols, really, don't be so disgusting."

He Peiyuan shook her head and sighed hard.

Yang Jingxing said: "Okay, I feel a lot more relaxed."

Qi Qingnuo turned around and said, "Let's go shopping on Saturday?"

Shows are a good reason to buy new clothes.

Yang Jingxing was the audience all the way, and a thousand ducks quacked. Wang Rui only cheered him up again when he got off the car, seeming very unsure. Then Qi Qingnuo and He Peiyuan continued to quack, and the topics were very jumping, and they said whatever they thought of, until He Peiyuan got off

car.

Yang Jingxing then reported to Qi Qingnuo: "Du Lin sent a bottle of wine to the back today, do you want to take it with you?"

Qi Qingnuo nodded.

Yang Jingxing was concerned: "What's wrong?"

Qi Qingnuo was not sure: "It seems that I have never communicated with people through a layer of emotions before. At least people who are so familiar with each other don't... need to be filtered!"

Yang Jingxing laughed dryly: "It's not that serious. You're overthinking it."

Qi Qingnuo said: "It's not serious, but... fresh."
To be continued...