The next morning, Yang Jingxing didn't get up until nearly seven o'clock. Although the rising sun had not yet appeared, it felt like it should be a good weather. At 7:15, the customer service called the room to confirm whether he still wanted double breakfast, and informed the driver that it was already

They arrived and were waiting. Afterwards, Veronica asked Yang Jingxing's mood on time, and the two confirmed that they would proceed as discussed yesterday.

The food delivery waiter was young and pretty, but Yang Jingxing didn't know how to live or die. Asking people how to compliment a beautiful woman was not out of bounds, seriously delaying other people's working time, and they only had to watch him finish those shriveled sandwiches.

A little after eight o'clock, Yang Jingxing went out like a dog, and called Yu Xinting. They were still queuing up to buy breakfast, and they were in a hurry. Of course Ai had worked hard. He left at one o'clock in the morning last night, and today there is another

I came to pick him up early in the morning. But Ai naturally didn't join in the fun. It was the end of the month and the working hours stipulated in the contract were still several hours short.

Yang Jingxing got close to the driver again, and used the free car to drive around the bustling area, arriving at the Art Center just before nine o'clock. New Zealand can still do things, and there is an extra five-star red flag in front of the small square, including one from Japan.

But there was no one waiting to greet him. Yang Jingxing walked into the door of the concert hall building and introduced himself to the fat white man who was sitting there observing him: "I am Yang Jingxing, I want to see Veronica..."

The fat man stood up: "Yes, sir, she is waiting for your arrival... This way, please, Veronica's office..."

Yang Jingxing just followed a security guard to the next floor. He didn't get the treatment of a master at all. The security guard seemed to be afraid that Yang Jingxing would be stupid. He led him from the front and kept giving directions. Sir, please ask me this way, please ask me that way. Then he looked embarrassed and said it was a bit far.

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I met a Caucasian man in his thirties, who proactively said, "You must be Mr. Yang..." Then he took over the security guard's job and introduced himself as a music manager. This morning, the orchestra issued another letter to Yang Jingxing.

The conductor of a symphony marked a new score. The rehearsal hall should be getting ready to start now, but no one was there.

Le Wu observed Yang Jingxing as he spoke: "...Maybe you don't like to hear too many words, but I must say that I have never seen Jeromil change his mind about a piece. He is a great conductor.

Therefore, I believe you must be an outstanding composer."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I agree with your inference, but I doubt the result."

The music manager was even more eloquent: "No, no, no, sir, I have heard the orchestra rehearse..."

The New York Philharmonic is quite good, with good hardware, and even a concertmaster can have so much understanding and opinion about a symphony that has not yet been performed...

"That's it." Le Wu seemed to think it was too fast, then pushed away the people in the office and announced: "He's here, Yang Jingxing!"

Even Veronica's position has a separate office. She seemed to be waiting by the door to greet her with a smile and stretched out her hand: "Yes, it's an exciting moment..."

No matter how thick-skinned Yang Jingxing was, he couldn't resist it, so he just smiled.

After Jili Guala finished her hypocrisy, Veronica seemed unsure of what to do: "...If you don't mind, you can wait a moment. I'll inform the commander that he's a little busy right now... How about a cup of coffee? Please sit down!"

Yang Jingxing said it didn't matter, he could wait, and took the initiative to shake hands and thank Le Wu who thought he should say goodbye.

Veronica said that she saw Kong Chenhe in the morning while making a phone call and said simply: "Mr. Yang is here, yes, he is at my place, okay."

Master Yang, who had just sat down, wanted to get up again and go to Jeromil's office to meet and let others manipulate him.

We bumped into each other in the corridor. Both of them extended their hands from afar, but Jeromil looked more serious: "Thank you for coming."

Yang Jingxing's hypocritical expression was all gone, and he said more formally: "Thank you for the invitation."

Veronica continued to be hypocritical next to her, all over her face.

Jeromil said: "Lexian tells me that there is no need for translation anymore?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "There is no big problem."

Jeromil immediately started: "I felt the cultural gap. Everyone knows that music is a common world language. They are wrong..."

Yang Jingxing just walked and listened. What Jeromil meant was that composers from different eras, different countries, different nationalities, different genders and different ages had a vast number of works, but differences in backgrounds almost never became an obstacle to appreciating music, even in terms of viewing angles and ways of understanding.

There may have been errands, but during the rehearsal process of this symphony, Jeromil felt uncertainty.

Jeromil almost felt like he was complaining: "...I try to find the roots from the spiritual world of every great composer. Although this is wrong, any emotion and expression has its roots. Yes, I found a lot.

, Cornish, Bach, Beethoven, Tchaikovsky, Sibelius, Vaguera, Mahler, Debussy, Schoenberg, Bernstein, Stravinsky, and of course, Ding Sangpeng,

I even reread the G major concerto, but you know what, there were no mistakes and there were no mistakes!"

Yang Jingxing didn't know much, so he could only say harshly: "There is no right or wrong in music."

Jeromil was annoyed: "Those are all correct, and all wrong, completely! I found that I can make the hero holy, but there are always some notes that are swaying, no, not swinging, it is turning, not holy, but dark." Pushed.

Opening the door to his office, he stood by the door and looked at the unpleasant composer without inviting him in.

Yang Jingxing first admired the huge office of the chief conductor. It was really cool. The grand piano only occupied one-tenth of the area. He was sincerely envious: "It's really nice."

"Come in." Jeromil then let him go, then said thank you to Veronica and closed the door without asking Yang Jingxing to sit down. He continued: "Yesterday, I finally found the root cause that I think is correct so far.

, is a new record! Now, I have to ask you a very serious question, where are your roots? Where do you come from?"

The great conductor's aggressive look was quite impressive. Yang Jingxing could only look left and right: "I don't know what you mean. I haven't seriously thought about this issue. My parents gave me life, so many people gave me life... I

I feel that they are more important than myself, sometimes..."

"Yes!" Jeromil was simply excited: "That's right! This is my new record, very accurate! This is not your work, and it is not my command. He is there, just like this world, and it will not be because of you.

I change. Maybe you can change the world, but you can’t change people.”

When did Americans become so mysterious? Yang Jingxing nodded bravely: "Yes, yes, I think I can understand a little bit of what you mean..."

Yeromil asked to sit down and changed the application: "How is it? Do you like this city?"

Of course Yang Jingxing said: "Yes, very good..."

The two chatted in the office for half an hour, most of which had nothing to do with art. Yeromil also invited Yang Jingxing to be a guest at his home tonight or the day after tomorrow, but Yang Jingxing could only refuse with thanks.

Jeromil was very kind-hearted: "I have a gift for you. You will definitely like this. After tomorrow night's success, it is certain that this symphony will become one of the highlights of the Philharmonic's music season..."

Yang Jingxing showed no surprise.

Jeromil was already prepared: "Of course, this is not what I am referring to. I think the G major concerto will also be very popular..."

Yang Jingxing, who was being stared at and observed by the other party, still smiled.

Jeromil seemed to have picked up on Yang Jingxing and continued: "Yu Xinting, of course it's her... This is my gift!"

Yang Jingxing still had to be polite: "Thank you."

Jeromil said: "This is my decision, and they can't stop me. Cliff also loves this symphony, so the second new composition concert next month will include the Piano Concerto in G major."

Yang Jingxing said shamelessly: "Good choice."

Jeromil chuckled and asked: "Will you come again?"

But Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I'm afraid not, I'm too busy. My school has to prepare a piano concert, and I have a responsibility."

Jeromil Haha: "This is also a cultural gap versus responsibility. We have very different understandings. I think your responsibility is...forget it. Regarding the concerto, you can tell Yu the news now."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No, this is your decision. It is the orchestra's business, not mine. I am just happy that she arrived."

Jeromil: "This is something I can't understand either...Have you seen her?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes, yesterday."

Jeromil said with a clever expression: "How about we meet again now, they are all on duty."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Please..."

The two of them opened the door and went out. Kong Chenhe and Veronica were waiting outside. After the introduction, Yeromil was also very polite to the composer's assistant.

Yang Jingxing asked Kong Chenhe directly: "Where is Ai Ziran?"

Kong Chenhe whispered: "She is in Xinting's office. I was waiting there as well. She asked me to come over."

Yang Jingxing felt a little better now. He took his assistant and was accompanied by the chief conductor, and came to the practice hall. Yuexian was sitting in front of No. 60 or 70 people, explaining the new requirements for the middle part of the third movement.

Although the few visitors did not disturb Yuexian's work, many people in the orchestra looked towards the chief conductor, with similar expressions of surprise, surprise, or even surprise. Although Yu Xinting almost had her back to the door, she also found that the momentum was good.

Being reminded by the people around me, I quickly looked back and continued to pay attention to the musical strings.

Le Xian continued to talk about Yeromil's intentions and requirements. It seems that the meaning has not changed in general direction based on the previous one. He just asked for something more calm, and wanted the brass to achieve "brightness with sadness". It was really

My back doesn't hurt when I stand and talk.

After speaking concisely and concisely, Le Xian left the high stool and stood a little aside.

Of course there was a tacit understanding between the chief and the assistant. Yeromil went over immediately and said loudly to the orchestra: "Introductions are unnecessary, let us welcome... Yang Jingxing."

Yeromil took the lead in clapping his hands, and the orchestra followed up with crackling sounds, playing the strings, and Yu Xinting also tilted her head in thought.

Yang Jingxing walked over with a smile and stood next to Yeromil. The orchestra was very skilled, the slaps stopped immediately, and the smile was generally maintained.

Jeromil was worried: "Does anyone not know this man? Where have we met?"

Everyone gave the conductor face, and there was a burst of laughter. The musicians who had not been to Puhai the year before last did not come forward. Instead, the chief violinist stood up and shook hands with Yang Jingxing. He was very artist: "No one will forget what happened just twenty-four months ago."

Miracle, now, we are witnessing it again."

Yang Jingxing was shameless again: "No, Mr. Wilson, it's my turn to witness this time. Thank you very much."

The other party continued: "Welcome."

Yeromil encouraged Yang Jingxing: "You must want to say something."

Yang Jingxing moved forward slightly, and he was not unfamiliar: "As Mr. Wilson said, two years ago, I received an honor, and now, I am honored to stand here again... There are some differences. This time I don't have to be so nervous.

The auditorium will be very comfortable.”

Everyone hehe.

Yang Jingxing continued: "Because the New York Philharmonic is one of the best orchestras in the world, with an amazing conductor and amazing musicians. Although I don't know everyone, I am very sure that they will be able to perform well in the Philharmonic."

The job must be the best. Even for myself, it would be great if I can cooperate with Philharmonic."
To be continued...