Yang Jingxing is going to eat at He Peiyuan's house. The noodles are so delicious, so he can't go wrong with the food. There is no need to waste time. Try to go to bed early today.

It was almost nine o'clock when I saw it, and the juniors and juniors who came out of the rehearsal center or teaching building seemed to have put down their hard work for the day. He Peiyuan noticed that there were some subtle changes in her alma mater in the past few years, and recalled the time when they first entered the school... Pu Yin is now

It seems more pragmatic.

Let's talk about something legitimate. He Peiyuan wants to know Yang Jingxing's specific plans for Shang Haokun, a child prodigy. Shang Haokun is already in junior high school, so he must become famous as early as possible.

Yang Jingxing is relatively confident that the conditions and conditions will enable Shang Haokun to achieve good results in the youth group of international competitions. Director Yang also hopes that Nanaka Terui can make achievements, but this little Japanese girl has some unstable factors, talent and foundation.

It doesn't mean that Xinting is much stronger, and she obviously doesn't have the same hard work as An Xin. Plus, there is the issue of identity...

He Peiyuan understood Director Yang. For Pu Yin, the most convenient thing now is to rely on winning awards and other things to create international influence and fame: "...but you have all the good seeds in your own hands, right?"

No, Director Yang does not act so narrow-minded. The Piano Art Center and even he personally are now responsible for the entire piano department. The Art Center has to do a lot for the proud students of other professors and even ordinary students with average qualifications.

Work. Director Yang still has some ideas. I hope Puyin students are born with talents that will be useful.

What about the folk music department of the composition department? He Peiyuan is a bit conflicted. She wonders whether Yang Jingxing should also be involved in the school's academic work. If you only focus on the piano department, there will be limitations, because the music industry is inherently interrelated, and only focuses on the piano department.

Even if the piano department does well, it will not improve the overall status of Puyin. Or if Director Yang can be more lenient, people will have opinions and opinions again...

Yang Jingxing told the girl not to worry. He would continue to play the role of a good foil in the short term, but he still had to do what needed to be done, including recommending and promoting several high-quality students in the composition department. There were also several good talents in other performance departments, also Yang Jingxing.

Those who can help... these are basic small tasks. As for big events such as academic exchange seminars and concerts, Director Yang will not take the initiative to plan and lead them now.

He Peiyuan didn't know when she made the observation: "I feel that Principal Yang trusts you very much and supports you very much."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "It's more pleasant to work with him, he is pragmatic."

He Peiyuan rolled her eyes: "The ghost cooperates with you..."

As they chatted and came to the parking lot, He Peiyuan inadvertently opened the passenger door. After opening it halfway, she remembered something and glanced at the rogue warily.

Yang Jingxing quickly stopped his smile and said, "It's easier to talk to me in front of you, good friend."

He Peiyuan hummed and reluctantly got into the car.

Yang Jingxing didn't become the director for nothing. He was talking to the girl about the factors that constitute the influence of an art school. For a school, success cannot be achieved overnight by just producing a few champions. A detailed analysis of Puyin's situation is somewhat basic.

For example, the faculty and alumni influence are still good, but compared to the existing problems...

He Peiyuan listened to the nonsense with great interest, and even cooperated: "...so people who don't pay attention to music know Julia Curtis."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes, there is a saying called soft power. The first thing is...are we too friends? That's nonsense."

He Peiyuan looked encouraging: "Just tell me."

Yang Jingxing shook his head soberly: "I don't want to be good friends for life."

He Peiyuan couldn't hold back her laughter, but she restrained herself quite well. Only her eyes and eyebrows were smiling, her feet were stamping her hands like a hammer, and her mouth was pouting unhappily: "I like to hear it."

Yang Jingxing didn't dare to think about it: "Actually, it's the same for individuals. Just me, my hard power is pretty good..."

He Peiyuan puffed out and spat out blood.

Director Yang himself was embarrassed: "But I haven't established enough appeal and influence, I haven't led any trends and trends, I haven't created any concepts... To put it simply, I am not mature enough yet."

The system is still relatively fragmented in all aspects.”

He Peiyuan seemed to agree with the rogue, and said seriously: "Then who do you think has soft power?"

There are many outstanding people from all walks of life at home and abroad, including: "... including Qin Mengli, who can be considered to have certain soft power."

"Do you want to be like him?" He Peiyuan disagreed: "You might as well just talk about fame. The more famous you are, the more powerful you are."

Yang Jingxing said: "But famous people don't necessarily have power. There are more examples like this..."

He Peiyuan didn't want to talk nonsense: "Then who do you want to be?"

Yang Jingxing did not hesitate: "I want to be Yuanyuan's boyfriend."

He Peiyuan bared her teeth fiercely, then gave up, not wanting to talk to the scoundrel anymore, and passed away with a cold face, and the friendship was broken again.

Yang Jingxing was not joking: "A girlfriend is definitely a reflection of a man's strength. For example, Bald Jiang, if he didn't have a good wife..."

He Peiyuan was simply angry: "Then you are chasing me just to show off your strength?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "It's not for performance, but to increase my strength, because if I have a girlfriend like Yuanyuan, I will have a strong spiritual support and a lot of spiritual wealth. I can share my happiness and achievements with Yuanyuan.

I feel more motivated to do things.”

He Peiyuan observed the rogue, and then curled her lips: "Then you still do it for your own strength."

Yang Jingxing chuckled: "Can you be more modest?"

He Peiyuan was very unhappy, with an angry look on her face: "...I have no strength."

Yang Jingxing smiled innocently: "Actually, it's a very simple sentence, because Yuanyuan can make me happy, even though you dislike me, I am still happy... I asked everyone what kind of person they want to be, and there are millions of answers. In fact,

They all want to be happy people.”

"I won't make you happy." He Peiyuan was modest or immodest, but she also caught the loophole: "Not necessarily, what someone does may not be what they want to do, but they must do it..."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "For example, my current good friend's future girlfriend Yuanyuan used to work to earn extra money. She didn't necessarily want to go but she went anyway. Why? Because if she didn't go, she might be even more unhappy."

He Peiyuan frowned and looked at the driver, while thinking more intensively: "...If I don't tell you this, I will ask you who you want to be. How will you be happy? Don't tell me!"

Yang Jingxing was not stumped: "Besides Yuanyuan, I also have people I care about, myself, my parents, teachers, relatives, friends and classmates..."

He Peiyuan added: "I will never forget it!"

Yang Jingxing looked serious: "I heard some people say that they were pushed away in the past. Now I understand a little bit. In fact, to a certain extent, I was also pushed away. Family, friendship, love, so-called ideals and careers are all based on these foundations.

.”

He Peiyuan couldn't bear to say it: "What if, what if, what if, what if you don't have these?"

Yang Jingxing was simply angry: "What's the point of that person living?"

He Peiyuan said: "Some people just focus on their careers."

Yang Jingxing guessed: "I guess this kind of people regard their work as their family and lover..."

These two good friends were chatting all the time. The advantage of chatting is that there will be no major conflicts and differences. So when they walked into the restaurant only 50 or 60 meters away from the gate of He Peiyuan's community, both of them looked happy. He Peiyuan

I'm a little worried. This restaurant has been open for about a year and a half, but I have never been there. I don't know what it is like.

Yang Jingxing kept his word and ordered home-style tofu with shredded cabbage and seaweed and egg drop soup, which was a real bargain and cost 50 yuan in total. He Peiyuan refused to eat but did not let down her guard. As expected, she found suspected lard residue in the cabbage.

It’s no wonder good friends are so unkind, huh, downgraded to ordinary friends...

Yang Jingxing really wanted his friend to sleep a little longer, so he quickly finished eating and sent He Peiyuan home. The car was parked in the community, and he didn't forget to bring the tribute.

After all, we are still ordinary friends, so we have to give him this face, but walking around the community holding such a big box is a bit embarrassing. He Peiyuan asked Yang Jingxing to drive.

Of course, Yang Jingxing delivered the tributes to the queen's house by himself. It was probably only a hundred meters away, but he had to go back and forth a lot in the shopping mall.

It was very ordinary. When he walked downstairs to the girl's house, Yang Jingxing handed over the box and said goodbye. There was no intimacy and no regrets, and he didn't let his parents find out.

He Peiyuan also complained: "It's so heavy...bye!"

Yang Jingxing went home early today, before ten o'clock. After washing, he still sent a text message to his friend: I'm here. Go to bed early. Good night.

He Peiyuan called: "You are disgusting."

Yang Jingxing hummed: "That's what good friends talk like."

He Peiyuan hummed clearly on the phone: "...It's all your fault. My mother thought I bought something."

Yang Jingxing said, "Don't save a few snacks for tomorrow. Let your mother help."

"I don't want to eat it anyway." He Peiyuan didn't need to be reminded, but the focus was: "Did Li Ying give you the box?"

Yang Jingxing explained that this box is a public welfare project run by Huang Qianchi and his group. Young people are creative and collect homework papers or useless books from poor children in Yunnan mountainous areas to make a paper box. This paper box is not

It's cheap. It costs more than 500 yuan to subscribe for one. It is said that the supply exceeds the demand. Many people in Eyang have to go through Huang Qianchi's relationship to get it. So there are words of thanks for the love written on the bottom of the carton.

"Is it true?" He Peiyuan meant: "Can the money be used properly? Is it transparent?"

Yang Jingxing is optimistic: "It should be transparent. Huang Qianchi is not stupid."

He Peiyuan also discovered: "The painting is real, painted with paint."

Yang Jingxing: "The observation is quite careful."

He Peiyuan was disdainful: "You can tell it at a glance."

Yang Jingxing also understood: "It means they also have a group of artists, all of whom work by hand."

He Peiyuan's thinking was quite broad: "Isn't that Qingxi?"

Yang Jingxing was still fresh: "It's possible, Qing Xi also studies art, it's really possible."

He Peiyuan asked: "You don't know."

Yang Jingxing said: "I didn't ask, how could I have time to care about this?"

He Peiyuan seemed suspicious: "Is it true?"

Yang Jingxing asked: "Are we friends?"

He Peiyuan hummed: "You have told me about this person a long time ago, what a coincidence."

Yang Jingxing didn't think it was a coincidence: "Huang Qianchi and Qing Xi are friends."

He Peiyuan also has facts: "Don't think I don't know, Ruge's homepage just recommended it a few days ago."

Yang Jingxing knew better: "It's impossible. It changes every twelve hours at most. The fraud is serious."

"Anyway..." He Peiyuan asked again: "Have you seen Qing Xi?"

Yang Jingxing wanted to be honest: "I've seen it before. I saw it last time at Ruge's offline event."

"Never heard you say that?" He Peiyuan's tone was a bit harsh.

Yang Jingxing didn't understand: "What's there to say? I just met him face to face."

He Peiyuan asked: "Is it the same as the photo?"

Yang Jingxing couldn't be sure: "I didn't pay attention to the photo. She looks pretty good in person. She is a beauty."
To be continued...