While Yang Jingxing and the male host were enjoying the music, Yu Xinting and Jiajia acted as listeners and listened to the comments. The hostess prepared some fruits and so on, and Yu Xinting and Jiajia ate quietly without making any noise.

At nearly four o'clock, I finished listening to another disc, which was a certain version of "La San". Jiajia's father thought that this one was not as good as Yang Jingxing's, but Yang Jingxing said that although the other player was not as fast, he was more emotional.

Jiajia's father asked: "Yu Xinting, what do you think?"

Yu Xinting looked at Yang Jingxing and chuckled sheepishly: "Professor Li said he plays well and is more stable."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Jiajia, where is your piano?"

Jiajia's father quickly said: "In the room."

The piano was in Jiajia's room, and Yang Jingxing asked, "Can I go in?"

Xiao Jiajia nodded and moved out of the way. A nice upright piano was squeezed into the warm and cute little room. It was made in Europe and felt better than the one in Yang Jingxing's hometown.

Yang Jingxing invited: "Jiajia, play one."

Jiajia didn't have any stage fright, so she immediately sat on it and started playing. She played the Twelve Equal Temperament from memory, and she played it very well. Yang Jingxing applauded after listening, but praised Yu Xinting: "Teacher Yu taught well."

Jia Jia’s mother echoed: “Teacher Yu teaches well, she is serious and patient.”

Yu Xinting giggled and encouraged: "Jiajia, play that song."

Xiao Jiajia was also laughing, and then she started to play the girl's song, singing at the same time. Her immature voice pretended to be mature and sentimental, and Yang Jingxing smiled and clapped.

After all, it is his own work. Yang Jingxing can give some guidance, but he will only talk about some details of the piano part, using language that a child can accept.

Then Yang Jingxing also played a song, and Jiajia's father had prepared all the DVDs at some point. He had no choice but to let Yang Jingxing take the pictures.

Yang Jingxing first played a Chopin's nocturne, and then played several fugues, all of which were very accurate and smooth, and also gave a bit of fun. Jiajia's mother and husband sighed: "It's everyone after all?"

Yang Jingxing seemed to be encouraged and started giving lessons to Jiajia, but he could only talk about some basic essentials of playing. He couldn't teach a little girl the way Li Yingzhen scolded her students.

The host also wanted the hostess to prepare dinner again, so Yang Jingxing quickly said that dinner had been arranged with someone else, and then took Yu Xinting and left firmly, thanking him profusely.

After getting on the bus, Yu Xinting was still happy: "How are they all?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "They are all good."

Yu Xinting added: "I think you are also happy today...why?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I don't know either."

Yu Xinting didn't believe it: "I must know it, but you didn't tell me."

Yang Jingxing changed the subject: "You and An Xin should discuss what you want to eat tonight."

Yu Xinting said: "I want to eat grilled fish. Jiajia's fish is a bit bland."

Yang Jingxing said yes. Yu Xinting looked back at the bag of clothes on the back seat and said, "Would it look good if I paired that pink coat with my new shoes?"

Yang Jingxing said it looked good and asked, "Do you want to go chat with Fu Feirong first, and I'll pick up An Xin?"

Yu Xinting shook her head: "No, she might not be here."

After returning to school to pick up An Xin, the three of them went to Fu's house for a barbecue. As expected, Fu Feirong was not there. Yang Jingxing asked the landlady not to yell, saying that he was here specifically for dinner today.

An Xin smiled: "Three of us, it's so deserted."

Yu Xinting was happy: "I can eat slowly without grabbing."

An Xin said: "It would be interesting if someone robbed it."

Yang Jingxing said: "This task is entrusted to me."

But before we started eating, Fu Feirong came again, still wearing the old clothes, but holding new ones in his hands. The boss's wife explained: "I didn't call her, she came to eat and got ready to go to work."

Yu Xinting said enthusiastically: "Panpan, come and eat together."

Yang Jingxing also greeted: "Have a seat, don't you need to add more food?"

An Xin said: "That's enough, I can't finish it... She always thinks she can eat more!"

Yu Xinting hehey in embarrassment, and then said angrily: "I want to eat it all night long!"

The Chinese New Year is just one month away. Yu Xinting asked Fu Feirong when she would return to her hometown and wanted to be with her. Unfortunately, Fu Feirong only had three days off. Starting next week, she will start a three-month induction training.

Military training for new recruits is still long, so Fu Feirong's brother and sister-in-law's plan is to bring their mother to Puhai to celebrate the New Year.

Yu Xinting and An Xin were both curious about what to do during such a long on-the-job training. Yang Jingxing explained to them that there were many things Fu Feirong had to do in the past few months. Not to mention the various courses,

The main reason is that the military training is a bit scary. Moreover, the training location is not in Puhai, but in Shiling, where a resort is under closed management. Fu Feirong will spend two months with a famous devil coach in the industry. This coach

She was an old Chinese-American woman whom Yang Jingxing hired at a huge price.

Yu Xinting asked: "Is she famous?"

Yang Jingxing listed a bunch of big stars, all of which were beaten out by that devilish coach, including two world superstars. Yang Jingxing had seen the coach's work video in Hongxing, and she mentioned the coach who is now popular among thousands of girls.

The boy's Latin beauty diva made her cry like a child during the training. I don't know if she has some dark psychology.

However, I have to admit that this kind of rigorous training will be a good exercise for the artist's perseverance, especially obedience.

Yang Jingxing's words were so exaggerated that Yu Xinting was frightened, but Fu Feirong didn't care and said, "I think it doesn't matter to me. I can't be embarrassed."

An Xin toasted: "I wish you a triumphant return."

After eating, Yang Jingxing sent An Xin and Yu Xinting back to school, and then went home to prepare the things he wanted to go to Hongxing Company tomorrow.

It was ten o'clock in the evening, and Tao Meng was still sitting in front of the computer in her room, listening to "Xiaguang". She was still dissatisfied with the photo she had taken with Yang Jingxing. At this time, the mobile phone that had been placed in front of the monitor suddenly rang.

Yes, the ringtone is "Slam Dunk" played by herself.

Tao Meng's hand left the mouse, picked up the phone, and looked at the caller ID that did not require confirmation. After looking at it for ten or twenty seconds, she put the phone to her ear, quickly turned off the computer sound, and pressed the answer button.

He fed a little lazily.

Yang Jingxing also whispered: "Hey, are you sleeping?"

Tao Meng said: "Getting ready to sleep...what are you doing?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I want to ask you if you have finished your work."

Tao Meng said nothing.

Yang Jingxing asked again: "Can you hear me?"

Tao Meng said: "I heard it...is there anything else you can do?"

Yang Jingxing said: "No more."

Tao Meng said: "Then hang up the phone."

Yang Jingxing said: "It hasn't even been a minute yet, and now it's a loss."

Tao Meng said: "Then you say it."

Yang Jingxing asked: "What did you do today?"

Tao Meng said: "I haven't done anything... I'm in Songjiang now."

Yang Jingxing said: "Then you have to get up early tomorrow."

Tao Meng said: "I'll go to school directly, it doesn't have to be early... What did you do?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I didn't do anything."

Tao Meng said: "It's one minute, hang up."

Yang Jingxing said: "It's only been a minute, so it's not cost-effective."

Tao Meng's voice became louder: "Then how long do you have to wait?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Okay, I'll hang up, good night..."

"Hang up, hang up! Don't ever call me if you hang up!" Tao Meng shouted in a low voice.

Yang Jingxing really hung up. When Tao Meng was still wondering if Yang Jingxing heard his last words, the phone rang again, and it was the same ringtone. Tao Meng looked for a tissue before answering, but she didn't say anything.

Yang Jingxing was shouting: "I hit you again, what did you do to me... Hey, can you hear me... Hey, hey, are the little angel and the little devil fighting again? Come on, little angel!"

"No..." Tao Meng said briefly, "The angel won't ignore you until he wins!"

Yang Jingxing said: "Thank you for your hard work, little devil. It took a whole day to win."

Tao Meng smiled and then got angry: "It's you, you're calling now!"

Yang Jingxing said: "I'm afraid that something will be inconvenient for you."

"You know it's not..." Tao Meng felt sad again.

Yang Jingxing understood: "That means your father doesn't like me and doesn't want you to play with me."

Tao Meng was silent for a while before saying, "He doesn't like that I'm not at home every weekend...and he doesn't understand you."

Yang Jingxing replied: "I understand."

Tao Meng said again: "Grandma has spoken for you."

Yang Jingxing hehe: "Thank you grandma for me."

Tao Meng asked again: "But what about yourself?"

Yang Jingxing asked: "What's wrong with me?"
To be continued...