To the structural characteristics of individual elements and the functional relationships between multi-element structures..."

He Peiyuan couldn't help it: "Don't brag too much. I know what it means, such as the structural elements of rhythm, such as... no longer using regular stop to determine the new tonality... what's so great!" Maybe she read "Ding Sangpeng's Theory of Composition Techniques"

Analysis", but most of them only remember a few literal meanings.

Yang Jingxing laughed: "Look, Yuanyuan overturned her statement. I just said she didn't study the work."

He Peiyuan hummed in aggrieved tone: "You are bullying people... No! You are wronging people! The work is inherently fake and does not exist in the first place. How can I study it?"

Yang Jingxing became a little angry again: "You are the one who wronged me. You insist on saying that you don't have something that is obviously real, and you owe me one more..."

"No." He Peiyuan didn't want to continue this boring topic. She raised her neck and glanced: "Where are you? Where are you going?" He must not have gone far on some broken and narrow road.

Yang Jingxing couldn't wait: "Lie down, I'm going to cash in... Oops, I can't kiss you."

He Peiyuan giggled and lay down more straight: "You deserve it... Then tell me, let me see how you make it up!"

Yang Jingxing said: "Of course, the overall structure of the work is still being conceived. At present, this piece of music has not even completed the first theme pursued, but it also pave the way for the subsequent themes and movements. In the pursuit of this theme,

If there are multiple structural elements of love implicitly or implicitly, maybe the composer did it intentionally, or he had a sudden inspiration and wanted to develop the small theme under this theme into a big theme... Let me talk about the motivation first, classmate Yuanyuan

Even the motive is wrong.”

He Peiyuan hummed: "You tell me."

Yang Jingxing said: "The motive and ending of this piece echo each other, and the composer plans to use a combination of double reflection and displacement... Do you understand?"

He Peiyuan was arrogant: "I don't understand! Stop talking!"

Director Yang's popular teaching: "You can understand that the motive is beautiful love, but this motive contains some discordant elements, so the goal at the end is to double the beauty of the motive and turn the discord into harmony.

Xie..."

He Peiyuan hummed: "That's a nice thought."

Yang Jingxing continued to talk nonsense: "This may involve the collection of sound levels... In fact, if you think about it, it is not easy to turn hardships into wealth, but once you succeed, everything you did in the past will become good memories, so don't not

Dare to think beautiful.”

He Peiyuan seemed to want to sleep: "You think about it yourself." She also protected her bag from thieves.

Yang Jingxing thought for half a minute, and then with a larger directional movement, his thoughts finally dawned: "Okay, let's analyze the specific issues in detail. Next, let's look at the first climax of the first theme, Yuanyuan's first kiss.

!”

He Peiyuan, who didn't pay attention to the driver, was shocked, and then even more shocked, her voice was weak and trembling: "What..." The seat back began to rise again.

The car has turned from a small road onto a two-way six-lane road. This road is one of the routes often taken by He Peiyuan, Wang Rui and even Qi Qingnuo when they go home from work. Yang Jingxing is also very familiar with it: "The road ahead has special meaning to me.

A place with beautiful memories." He was even nostalgic because he hadn't passed by this place for a while, because he just dropped off the girl and went home without getting off work for a long time.

Unable to wait for the chair to push her up, He Peiyuan sat up and looked out the window nervously. It was night, and the lights in this area were not bright, but He Peiyuan should be able to recognize it at a glance. It is very close to the Chinese orchestra, only two or three meters away.

Kilometers or so. The place where the scoundrel temporarily parked that time was just in front of it, about ten or twenty meters away. Even though it had been two months, there was no visible change in the surroundings.

Yang Jingxing's intention seemed to be to quarrel with the girl: "Excuse me, classmate Yuanyuan, are there really talented people here?"

He Peiyuan looked out the window and did not respond immediately, as if she could no longer be strong. Sure enough, when she turned to look at Yang Jingxing, the girl's face was no longer that bright, but a little aggrieved, even slightly surrendered, her eyes blinked and the corners of her mouth

Pull it down slightly, as if hoping that the scoundrel will not be unreasonable.

Fortunately, Yang Jingxing didn't have the complacency of a villain. He drove the car smoothly and didn't have to go around the median from the express lane and park to the side like last time.

He Peiyuan kept looking at Yang Jingxing. The state made people feel a little panicked. Her whole body was motionless, except for blinking her eyes, but the softness of her eyes never changed. As the car stopped at the same place as last time, there was a bit of inertia, which made He Peiyuan

The girl's body swayed slightly, causing the girl to turn her gaze to look outside the car, and then lock the rogue's eyes again as quickly as possible.

Of course Yang Jingxing also looked at the girl: "The place where I kissed Yuanyuan for the first time." He stated in a descriptive tone.

He Peiyuan's lower lip moved very slightly, probably not consciously, but her movements when she glanced outside the car were definitely conscious.

Right here, beyond the green isolation belt on the left side of the car is the express lane, with a constant flow of vehicles. There is also a brick isolation belt on the right side of the car, with a young sycamore tree a few meters apart. Further to the right of the brick isolation belt is the sidewalk.

and a row of one-story houses. The car was parked in front of a small clothing store with a very high-end name. To the left of the clothing store was a mahjong machine shop, and to the right were several restaurants with different styles. This area

The flow of people was obviously not large, much less than the Fujia BBQ street. Someone passed by on an electric bike and looked back at the BMW.

The girl didn't express her position, and Yang Jingxing didn't talk nonsense. He opened the vehicle navigation, stored the current location as a marker point, and entered the pinyin name of the marker point. The control button was very troublesome, so he could only go slowly one word at a time: it really exists.

He Peiyuan kept watching, her expression slowly becoming more aggrieved.

Yang Jingxing drove forward again.

After the car drove about a hundred meters, He Peiyuan broke the silence: "Where are we going?" The softness and trembling of her voice greatly reduced her expressiveness of impatience.

"There should be parking in front." Yang Jingxing seemed a little nervous: "I'll come over later to make money. You come back to watch the fun in fifteen or twenty minutes, otherwise you will attract all my attention and I will have no business."

He Peiyuan shook her head in denial. Her eyes blinked faster and faster but she never looked away. Her breathing was one long, one short, one light and one heavy. Then she tried to speak again. She opened and closed her mouth slightly for a few times before making a sound: "I don't want to."

You are like this..." The sound of a few words quickly faded out, followed by an obvious exhalation from the nose.

Yang Jingxing said, "You really think I sell my singing. I sing for you and earn some money on the way. Kill two birds with one stone."

He Peiyuan tried to grin, but failed. Then she stopped looking at Yang Jingxing. She lowered her eyes to the central hand guard to see what she was looking at. She also put her left hand on it. Oh, it turned out that there was some small residue on the hand guard. He Peiyuan played with it with her left index finger.

The little scumbag pinched it twice, then looked at the driver: "I don't want you to do that..." He was basically condescending. Was he afraid that it would be too embarrassing to have to help collect the money himself?

Yang Jingxing chuckled.

He Peiyuan pressed the little Zhazha with her fingertips and rubbed it: "...Okay? I'm hungry."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Believe me, it will be soon... Sure enough, I remembered it correctly."

It doesn't seem to be a planned parking space, but there is an open space here. A large electrical appliance shop has been closed. There are more than a dozen cars parked neatly in front of the door. Yang Jingxing can still make a pass.

He Peiyuan was so worried. After looking back and forth, she was worried that the driver would not be able to stop the car properly. She was also worried: "...there is no one over there."

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "There will be someone there if I go."

He Peiyuan looked at the back seat and continued to pour cold water: "It's so dark, others can't see you."

Yang Jingxing: "I shine."

He Peiyuan smiled successfully.

Yang Jingxing was about to get out of the car: "You can come over in a quarter of an hour... just hold the key. If others see it, you won't pay."

He Peiyuan didn't answer, looked at the driver, took a short deep breath, paused, tried again, and spoke with difficulty: "I've been moved..."

Yang Jingxing laughed again: "Then I will keep working hard...and let's go!"

The passenger door is not blocked, and He Peiyuan gets out of the car faster.

It was very inconvenient for Yang Jingxing to take out his guitar, so he had better go to the girl's place.

He Peiyuan blocked the rear door to prevent Yang Jingxing from reaching out. Although he was a bit shorter than the rogue, He Peiyuan was not afraid and looked up bravely.

Yang Jingxing urged gently: "Hurry up, or it will be past the peak period."

"I don't want you to be like this..." He Peiyuan burst into tears. She seemed to have rushed forward before finishing her words and hugged the rogue. She really made a huge sacrifice in order not to be embarrassed to accept the money, and wrapped her hands around him.

The scoundrel hugged him tightly, crying and accusing: "I don't want it!"

Yang Jingxing reacted for a while and then wondered: "Okay, don't be afraid...I promise, I won't kiss you today if you don't agree."

He Peiyuan shook her head, burying her head and rubbing her forehead against Yang Jingxing's shoulder.

Yang Jingxing was annoyed: "I want to sing some songs in a place with memories, do you care?" She was so determined that she actually wanted to push away the beauty in her arms.

He Peiyuan is not the kind of person who is shameless. She let go of the scoundrel and was so scared that she shed tears.

Yang Jingxing didn't try to comfort her and pushed the girl: "Get in the car and wait, it will be soon."

He Peiyuan wiped her tears and breathed through her throat with a look of grievance on her face: "...I'm afraid." It really felt a bit desolate, and it was almost two hundred meters away from there.

Yang Jingxing took the girl to the left and asked her to get into the driver's seat: "If you encounter bad people, drive."

He Peiyuan shook her head and felt even more aggrieved: "I'll slap you..." Tears fell from her eyes as she wanted to grab the rogue's hand.

Yang Jingxing quit: "If you ruin my good deeds, I'll kiss you!"

He Peiyuan laughed harder than cried, and then the car door opened, separating her from the rogue.

Yang Jingxing seized the time and went to the right to get the guy, guitar in his right hand and shoebox in the left, and urged: "Get in the car."

He Peiyuan is still a little loyal: "...I see you leaving."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Try to have a good meal."

He Peiyuan was probably hungry too, so she nodded vigorously and waved to the singer from across a car.

Yang Jingxing still embarked on his journey. After walking a long way, he looked back and waved again. He Peiyuan had already followed him to the sidewalk.

Although it was the first time, 402 was quite skilled. When he arrived, he went to the clothing store to say hello to the female store owner who was playing on the computer. He politely borrowed the open space in front of the store for a while. The store owner in his thirties was very generous and affectionate.

, even fresh and excited, I immediately put down the computer and wanted to be the first listener, but I still couldn’t figure out why I came to sing here, it’s not the right place.

Yang Jingxing stood on the shoulder of the road, put down his shoe box and put on his guitar. He thanked the female shopkeeper: "Let me sing you a song first. Please order a song."

This was the first time for the female shopkeeper, and she was a little overwhelmed for a moment: "No, no, no, no... you can sing whatever you want... Have you seen "Snail House"? It's good..."

Yang Jingxing has never watched TV, but he nodded: "Okay, I will sing a song for you and tell you loudly."

The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes..."
To be continued...