Pang Xi drank a lot and was very tired, but with Timur by his side, Yang Jingxing didn't worry anymore. He still had to meet someone.

It was the professor of Chinese language and literature at Pingjing Language University who came here with the deputy editor of the "Dongming News" newspaper to lead him. Now that we have met there, we are waiting for Yang Jingxing to pass.

After Yang Jingxing got into the taxi, of course he called his girlfriend first: "Did you go to bed?"

He Peiyuan hummed: "My own bed is more comfortable...where are you?"

"In the car..."

"what!?"

"Go and meet the alto..."

It’s not like Director Yang has never interacted with the Central Conservatory of Music before. During the 80th anniversary of the school, he met the deputy dean of alto. The Alto Composition Department also formally invited Yang Jingxing to have exchanges, so He Peiyuan questioned why they needed to meet.

How can we extend such a long distance relationship in this way?

However, the relationship between the Alto School and Puyin School is indeed not close, and there is some competition. Although the Alto School definitely disdains competition with a local school, there are good talents who have studied with the Alto Piano Professor for many years.

The idea of ​​switching to Pu Yin's sect will also cause gossip. Moreover, Pu Yin also generally has some unfavorable views on Zhong Yin. For example, he may feel that Zhong Yin's behavior is too bureaucratic, or even involves many shady cases, and is several times more complicated than Zhong Yin's.

Puyin’s resources and financial support have not been doubled in teaching and academic achievements.

However, He Peiyuan guessed in a low voice without confidence: "Don't you know Professor Zhu Houhua and Zhu?"

"That old guy!" Yang Jingxing startled the taxi driver, "I haven't settled the score with him yet."

"What kind of account is this?" He Peiyuan was very scared.

Yang Jingxing was full of righteousness: "This is the kind of person who is on the same level as Zhang Lei. He is not as good as him but can pretend to be a ton. He deceives the world and steals his reputation. He is very happy with his achievements."

"Don't say that about others..." He Peiyuan felt aggrieved for others, "Why do you say that about others?"

"I feel angry just thinking about it!" Yang Jingxing said cynically: "Is Zhang Lei as good as Liu Siman? He is still a young performer, and without his parents it would be a problem for him to be a performer..."

He Peiyuan defended softly: "My level is not bad..."

"He Peiyuan!" Yang Jingxing found an opportunity: "Are you also thinking about it?"

He Peiyuan giggled: "I think about what my husband looked like back then...I really want someone to chase me."

Yang Jingxing said coldly: "Don't go too far."

"Come on, come on, come and talk to me..." He Peiyuan seemed to be rolling around in pursuit.

"I'm hanging up the phone." Yang Jingxing actually dared to threaten.

"Fuck you!" He Peiyuan could not be gentle towards scoundrels.

Yang Jingxing was so spineless: "Nie Shaoying said that after you finish writing the notebook, she will think of an art director and can help you draw a scene."

"Hmph..." He Peiyuan then remembered: "Are there many beauties? How long do you have until you arrive?"

Yang Jingxing had to ask the driver, it was only a quarter of an hour, there was not enough time to talk, so hurry up and blow it, basically no one would not give him face...

He Peiyuan just wanted to see a joke: "Do you have enough money to settle the bill?"

Yang Jingxing lied: "Not much, just over 20,000. I kept the money from selling myself."

He Peiyuan still wanted to attack: "I usually ask you to save money, but you have to spend it randomly. Do you regret it now?"

Yang Jingxing remembered: "I almost forgot, I haven't bought the gift for Yuanyuan yet."

"I'm too lazy to care about you!" He Peiyuan was more concerned: "What do you think that means?"

Yang Jingxing didn't bother to guess, he knew it after meeting him. He Peiyuan didn't bother to worry about it. Anyway, the alto didn't miss anyone, did he?

Musicians and cultural people still have different hobbies. The meeting place was a quiet place for wine tasting and tea. The five of them were waiting for Yang Jingxing. The deputy editor of the newspaper and the language and literature professor who had left the dinner two hours ago warmly welcomed Director Yang again.

,introduce.

The two of them need no introduction. The middle-aged man is the deputy dean who came to celebrate Puyin’s school anniversary. The woman in her thirties is a pipa player and deputy dean. Hello, Yang Jingxing. I won’t say too many polite words.

Yes, please sit down.

The deputy dean who met for the second time would still introduce another young woman, even a girl: "This is Wen Yidi, a graduate student in our piano department..."

Yang Jingxing shook his hand sheepishly: "Hello."

Wen Yidi said earnestly and thoughtfully: "I will finally meet him."

Everyone was laughing, and Yang Jingxing said without understanding: "I was supposed to visit Dean Xiao, so I bothered you and Dean Feng so late. I'm really sorry..."

This required the rather young professor of language and literature to explain. It was a coincidence that he had not been able to explain it in detail during the dinner. He and the vice president had been good friends for many years. They wanted to meet up for a chat, but then they heard that Director Yang was there.

Pingjing, and the Party Secretary of Zhongyin used to be his old leader at the Language and Culture University, and then after chatting like that... So the Party Secretary who returned to his hometown asked Dean Xiao to come and receive Director Yang. This should be done accordingly.
Chapter completed!