He had to go back to pick up the car. Yang Jingxing was anxious and urged the girl: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't hurt me."

He Peiyuan took her time and dodged the rogue who wanted to hold her hand: "Now I know I'm in a hurry."

Yang Jingxing could not wait to call a taxi.

Fortunately, the peak congestion period has passed and the road is relatively smooth. However, Yang Jingxing is still a little uneasy: "We need to make statistics to see which route is best and fastest."

He Peiyuan came up with a bad idea: "Go to the Central Ring Road first, then go to the Outer Ring Road..."

Yang Jingxing seized the opportunity: "Do you want to eat barbecue? Go tomorrow."

He Peiyuan has not calmed down yet: "Today's loss will not come back in a week!"

Yang Jingxing muttered: "The grilled beef tongue is delicious, fresh and clean..."

He Peiyuan warned: "Try to eat as little barbecue as possible. You ate a plate of roast duck today... at least wait until next week."

Yang Jingxing was easy to talk to: "Then you decide tomorrow, where you want to go."

He Peiyuan hesitated and shook her head: "You can't pick me up tomorrow."

Yang Jingxing seemed to have gained some confidence: "He Peiyuan, I protest..."

He Peiyuan stared: "I said you can't pick me up!"

Yang Jingxing understood, hey: "Then let's meet? No, you can't exploit my time like this. It should start at five o'clock..."

He Peiyuan nodded: "Okay, it starts at five o'clock and ends at six o'clock, you choose!"

Yang Jingxing asked clearly: "Does it start at six o'clock? End at ten o'clock?"

He Peiyuan didn't want to answer, but her face showed the annoyance of having suffered a great loss: "...nine o'clock at the latest, Monday!"

It has been agreed that Yang Jingxing cannot pick up He Peiyuan tomorrow, nor can he squat near the Chinese orchestra on purpose, nor can he go back to his house to wait. In short, he should be normal and do whatever he needs to do and wait until he gets off work. He Peiyuan certainly hopes that the rogue will be busy.

If you can't spare the time, for example, if something suddenly happens in Eyang, it can save her from dire straits.

Yang Jingxing tried his best to think carefully: "Bring an extra coat, it will cool down at night."

He Peiyuan asked: "Should I bring a coat to work?"

"What's wrong?" Of course Yang Jingxing was thick-skinned: "What's the shame? You're aboveboard."

"Okay." He Peiyuan asked: "There's no need to be deliberately honest, right?"

Yang Jingxing was convinced: "That's right, with a normal mind."

He Peiyuan's childlike expression said: "And let me tell you, I haven't promised you yet, so don't say anything to Lao Qi again."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No, even if you agree...she can also see that I am not the kind of person who loves to show off."

He Peiyuan looked at it and smiled: "You don't dare, right?"

Yang Jingxing smiled and looked at the girl: "I will tell you some things after I have prepared them. I think it is appropriate to say them now... Thank you Yuanyuan for facing these with me."

He Peiyuan's furious posture was originally well prepared and ready to go, but after listening to the rogue's words, the girl seemed to be discouraged again, her eyesight softened, her neck and torso were not so stiff, and her breathing became softer.

, his eyes blinked and became slightly watery, but he continued to monitor the driver.

Yang Jingxing corrected it: "Actually, you helped me face it. I am thick-skinned anyway, so I let you endure so much..."

"No!" He Peiyuan woke up, adjusted her expression and tried to take back the initiative: "Don't think too good, I won't help you face it, and I didn't promise you." Her voice sounded like she had been wronged, and her posture was that of sitting upright.

, frowning and looking ahead, eyes blinking almost once every two seconds.

Yang Jingxing said again: "I'm just saying this out of politeness. Don't be frightened. In fact, there's nothing to bear."

He Peiyuan took a breath and said weakly: "Do you know how much courage I need..." Her voice broke and tears fell.

Looking at the girl's tears from the side, it seemed that she could see them more clearly. Yang Jingxing took one look at her, then another look, and sighed: "Oh, I didn't choose the right time. I'm sure you won't refuse me when I hug you now."

"Get out!" He Peiyuan raised her fist at the driver with tears streaming down her face: "I'll beat you to death." It wasn't a threat, but more like a discussion.

Yang Jingxing had a bright smile on his face, but he didn't make any sound.

He Peiyuan looked for a tissue from her bag, and before wiping it, she remembered: "If you make me cry, just reduce it once..."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Can I make you laugh more?"

After casually wiping the corners of her eyes, He Peiyuan leaned the back of her head against the headrest, with a dull expression on her face, even lifeless.

Yang Jingxing tried: "Let me tell you a joke. Listen to what they said. It is said that a programmer made his girlfriend angry. His girlfriend asked him to sing a song to make her happy. The programmer thought about it. After thinking for a long time, he started

Sing, sing, I can program. My girlfriend became even more angry, scolding him, I know you can program, programming is useless. Then the programmer continued to sing, I will become, in the fairy tale, the angel you love...

Funny, right?”

He Peiyuan turned a deaf ear, remained motionless, and had a cold face.

"I don't even know how to program." Yang Jingxing sighed, paused for a moment, and began to sing: "Round, round, round face. Sweet, sweet, your smile. Look, look

, Yuanyuan’s face is changing secretly, Yuanyuan’s face is changing secretly..."

He Peiyuan couldn't help but yelled: "That's not how it is sung at all!" Then she turned around and turned her back to the driver.

Yang Jingxing was convinced: "Okay, tell me how to sing it and teach me... okay?"

"I'll teach you." He Peiyuan turned to the driver's side and said angrily, "I'm not smiling!" She was not smiling, her lips were pursed, she was obviously angry.

Yang Jingxing was lost: "Give me some time, I'll think of another joke..."

After only waiting for two seconds, He Peiyuan became impatient: "I'm singing so blindly that I can't even remember it!"

Yang Jingxing: "I will sing it to you once, and you will smile."

"It's a beautiful thought." He Peiyuan didn't care: "I like to sing or not."

Yang Jingxing sang: "Circle, circle, circle, every day, every year, every day..."

He Peiyuan didn't care.

Yang Jingxing was a producer after all, so he continued: "It's a long journey, you and I will go hand in hand..."

He Peiyuan couldn't help but said: "You made it up!"

Yang Jingxing became more and more disgusted: "Countless circles are floating in the sea of ​​​​my heart..."

He Peiyuan was even more certain: "It's definitely made up, it's so ugly."

The producer challenged: "Make a bet."

The sanxian player hesitated: "...I haven't heard it anyway. It doesn't matter what you say. I've only heard the first song."

Yang Jingxing was still enthusiastic: "Yuanyuan's face is secretly changing..."

It's changing. He Peiyuan's face became more and more ugly: "What is it called? Shut up!"

Yang Jingxing did not dare to go too far: "Look at the moon's face. Look at the moon's face."

He Peiyuan was doubtful, almost squinting her eyes to judge: "...it seems like, who sang it?"

Oops, we are also talking about the history of Chinese pop music. He Peiyuan remembers that it was when she was just in elementary school. Her parents liked it very much. It was still the era of tapes. Girls still gossiped and even had to understand the composition of the song. The score of this song

The music is actually Chen Xiaoxia, which is really unexpected. Yang Jingxing also admitted that he had tampered with the melody...

He Peiyuan seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder: "If you can sing it well again, I won't reduce your performance... Don't sing blindly!"

Yang Jingxing can sing well. Although he does not necessarily fully respect the original work, it is not considered a blind singing. Yang Jingxing also got a huge advantage by singing this song. He went outside the community more than half way through the song. He Peiyuan is a quality listener.

After interrupting the singer, he let the car drive into the community.

In line with the rhythm of the song, Yang Jingxing also played very slowly: "The moon's face is changing secretly, Yuanyuan's face is changing secretly..."

The expression of He Peiyuan's highly educated audience members changed, they frowned and pouted, quite dissatisfied.

Yang Jingxing finished singing: "Smile."

He Peiyuan didn't mean it, she was just making things difficult: "A cloud made of rain is coming."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "No problem..."

He Peiyuan regretted: "Stop singing, it's time!"

Yang Jingxing was not in a hurry: "A few minutes..."

He Peiyuan panicked: "It sounds crazy to people."

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "Shouldn't you be attracted by my singing voice?"

He Peiyuan hummed: "...I thought the ghost was screaming, and I was scared to death."

"How can there be ghosts so early?" Yang Jingxing shouted: "It's a loss, it's a big loss, it's only nine-fifty."

He Peiyuan's happy expression of making a lot of money: "Hurry up, I want to get off the car."

Yang Jingxing thought beautifully: "Supply it to me tomorrow."

He Peiyuan was worried again: "As promised, no fooling around, just do your thing properly."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Twice the efficiency."

He Peiyuan suddenly smiled brightly: "Nono, what are you singing?"

Yang Jingxing was happy: "One more time!"
To be continued...