"Doorbell." Yang Jingxing said frankly, "It should be Teacher You. Wait for me to get off."

Director Yang took the phone and opened the door. Teacher You was outside. He took some printing paper and apologized: "I guess there was something wrong with the fax over there that hasn't been fixed for a long time. I asked them to send me an email and I printed it out."

"Don't worry." Director Yang didn't care: "Let's not talk about it for now. You should go to bed early."

Teacher You nodded: "Okay, then I'll go back."

After closing the door, Yang Jingxing quickly asked the other end of the phone: "What's the story?"

He Peiyuan asked: "What is printing?"

Yang Jingxing said while reading: "A few tweets and a few short comments collected by the school." It's really hard for the overtime teachers in Puyin International Piano Art. There are less than 500 words in total on the three printed sheets, and there are many more.

At first glance, it seems that it is written by ordinary listeners, so there are a few paragraphs in simplified Chinese and traditional Chinese characters.

"So fast? You are so arrogant? You can't read it yourself?" He Peiyuan first criticized and then ordered: "Read it to me."

"There is no content." Yang Jingxing said anxiously: "What story are you talking about?"

"You read it first!" He Peiyuan was very tough and saw through it: "Are you being scolded? Are you afraid to read it?"

Yang Jingxing chuckled: "Let me translate...a wonderful combination, drink vodka first and then eat dessert, and the food is served last. "Yang Jingxing's Second Symphony" activated my taste buds."

He Peiyuan was so contemptuous: "That's it? Who is it? What kind of analogy are you using?"

"I don't know who it is." Yang Jingxing saved face: "Listen to this, the genius is obvious, Yemima said it."

He Peiyuan still thought about it for a while before coming to the conclusion: "Relationship households, what's the big deal, don't count."

Yang Jingxing read the next article: "The sensation I had been waiting for for a long time, so long that people had almost forgotten it, suddenly appeared in a form that I had never imagined."

He Peiyuan was simply doubtful: "That's it? What's the matter? What did you translate?"

Yang Jingxing gave himself a pat on the back: "Elmende is a gold medalist. You should read his column tomorrow."

He Peiyuan was still concerned: "He went? Then you didn't say. Is Thomasini there?"

Yang Jingxing looked for it: "I didn't see it, he probably doesn't have a social account."

He Peiyuan asked again: "Where is Davis?"

"Not at all..." Yang Jingxing was still pleasantly surprised: "This is an exaggeration. Jeromil said in the second half that the music would make people scared. I understand what he meant. I heard that Heifetz would also be finished by him in the most relaxed manner.

The most difficult technique and torture, I am proud to say this, and I think the conductor is also. Bronstein said."

"He?" He Peiyuan looked down upon him: "What does a violinist know? He is not authoritative at all at such a young age, and it is not considered a boast."

Yang Jingxing laughed happily: "Yuanyuan has another advantage, modesty."

"Come on." Her smile was more obvious than her anger, and He Peiyuan said arrogantly: "Continue!"

Yang Jingxing was embarrassed: "It's another related household, Niuai's flute performance..."

In fact, it is not a music review at all. There is no actual content other than bragging, and He Peiyuan can also see that Teacher Qin will certainly save some face for Director Yang, and he will definitely not collect ugly truths.

For those contents that do not need to be translated, He Peiyuan still retains basic respect and trust, but she also feels that it has nothing to do with her boyfriend. Those Chinese people must be in tears because of "My Motherland" and are proud of it.

What? There was more than six minutes of applause? The audience paid tribute to the composer again and again? He Peiyuan was also disappointed with this boastful compatriot performer. No, it must be Yang Jingxing who was using other people's reputation to lie: "...you save

Okay, take it back and show it to me and I will believe you!"

Yang Jingxing was amused: "No, you can see the report tomorrow. I'll do it tonight."

"Okay!" He Peiyuan was very confident in her judgment: "What should I do if it's not?"

Yang Jingxing was generous: "I won't bring you a gift if you don't have it, and you won't be able to refuse it if you have it."

Her boyfriend is so cruel. He Peiyuan seemed to hesitate, but then she said firmly: "Okay, you said so! Then how many times did you pay tribute to the composer?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Not a few times, two or three times."

He Peiyuan asked rigorously: "Twice or three times, don't two and three be the same?"

Yang Jingxing could only try his best to objectively and neutrally describe to his girlfriend the situation in the art center two hours ago from the perspective of a bystander: "...I looked at the front for a while and then turned around. Some people turned around and some people didn't. I returned the favor.

I called back twice.”

He Peiyuan determined: "That's just two times, and it's so exaggerated again and again."

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "Once and again is twice."

"Then anyone can say it again and again." He Peiyuan was simply worried about the bad habits of the industry. Then she thought about it: "At that time... what were they doing in the cultural troupe?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Just like everyone else."

He Peiyuan was in disbelief: "He also kept applauding!?"

Yang Jingxing was not sure either: "I don't know if he has rested, but I guess not. He was quite active today."

"Of course it's positive." He Peiyuan pondered for a moment: "You should say hello to Tang Qing first and listen to his opinion."

Yang Jingxing said: "The work has been completed, so there is no need to worry about opinions."

He Peiyuan criticized again: "If you don't stand and talk less, your back will hurt. What if you don't? Let me see if you are in a hurry!"

Yang Jingxing: "My wife is right, I will pay attention to it in the future."

"Then you... forget it." He Peiyuan suddenly remembered: "What time is it? Twelve and eight. Are you hungry? Can you still order food?"

Yang Jingxing said: "No, I'm not hungry either. Without beautiful women, I have no appetite."

He Peiyuan was worried again: "How should I tell Wang Rui? She just called and asked."

Yang Jingxing suggested: "Say what you have to say."

"How fake!" He Peiyuan felt implicated: "How can there be such a long round of applause?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Then just say it's okay, just be modest."

"No!" He Peiyuan's voice sounded like she was stomping her feet: "You tell me later that I'm pretending. Last time I told you that I learned from you. I'm so angry! I don't want to talk to her!"

Yang Jingxing also had a big headache: "What should we do? Just say..."

He Peiyuan did not expect men: "You should wash up and rest early... Husband has worked hard." She herself was not used to such gentle words.

Yang Jingxing did not forget: "Where is the story you told?"

He Peiyuan giggled, still needing to brew up the mood to tell a story: "Let me ask you, do you know what women want?"

Yang Jingxing admitted: "I am a fool in this regard."

He Peiyuan began: "Once upon a time, there was an emperor who issued an imperial list to solicit the answer to this question from all over the world. What do women want...have you heard of it?"

"No." Yang Jingxing couldn't wait to say, "Hurry up, I want to know too."

It is said that there is an old witch who can answer all the questions in the world, so a warrior went through all kinds of difficulties and dangers to find the old witch in the hope of getting the answer. The old witch agreed to give the answer, but made a request, that is, the warrior should marry her.

wife.

He Peiyuan said vividly: "The warrior is tall, handsome and sunny, but the witch is old and ugly, but the warrior still agreed to her request. So the witch told him. The answer is that what a woman wants most is to control her own destiny!"

Yang Jingxing was surprised: "Isn't it just that all your wishes come true? It sounds so nice."

"This is not the point!" He Peiyuan was also a little confused: "It is also the point! Dominating destiny does not mean being greedy, okay..."

After a little argument, Yang Jingxing accepted his girlfriend's point of view and admitted that controlling one's own destiny was the ultimate answer.

He Peiyuan continued the story: "The warrior is a person who keeps his promises very much. Since he promised to marry a witch, he will do it, and no matter how ugly she is, he will not have second thoughts. But in the bridal chamber on the night of the wedding, the warrior discovered

The witch disappeared and was replaced by a young and stunning girl..."

Yang Jingxing was unconvinced: "Does Yuanyuan look as beautiful as I see her?"

"Listen to me." He Peiyuan was immersed in the story: "Actually, this girl is a witch. It's just that this witch has been cursed. She is ugly during the day and beautiful at night. However, she can also be ugly at night and beautiful during the day. It's a 50-50 split. She let the warrior choose what she wants.

Does it look better during the day or at night? If it were you, how would you choose?"

Yang Jingxing listened carefully: "Let her control her own destiny and choose it by herself."

"Humph." He Peiyuan said angrily: "How do you know?"

Yang Jingxing took it for granted: "Aren't you going to say it?"

He Peiyuan reminded: "If the witch chooses to look good during the day, then you will face one in bed at night..."

Yang Jingxing: "It's daytime for Yuanyuan and I."

Wow, you, Yang Jingxing, are such a ruthless person! After a big fight and a full education, He Peiyuan ended: "...she is very beautiful day and night. This is a reward for keeping promises and respecting women as a warrior!"

Yang Jingxing understood: "It has some educational significance and gains something."

He Peiyuan asked: "What gain?"

Yang Jingxing reported: "I have never experienced such a major test before I got a wife who is very beautiful all day long. I must cherish it."

He Peiyuan was excited: "There is another version, do you want to listen to it?"

This time men and women are swapped. What men want is to control their own destiny. The female warrior faces a fat, lazy, smelly wizard who has all the shortcomings of men in the world. The beautiful female warrior also lets the wizard choose his destiny, and then the wizard

I chose to be fat, lazy and smelly forever.

Yang Jingxing responded positively: "Does it mean that men don't know how to repay kindness?"

"It's not interesting at all..." He Peiyuan sighed and said anxiously: "It means that men like that kind of life. Oh, do you understand?"
To be continued...