"I'm almost done eating." Yang Jingxing planned, "Director Sun, wait for me for a few minutes. I'll find you if I'm in the office."

"You ate it as soon as it came out. My phone call was slow..." Sun Yuanfei could still think of a way: "I'll wait for you and drive to pick you up and go have a cup of tea. I haven't tried the new tea this year."

The junior sister was still waiting, so Yang Jingxing was very direct: "No, I have an appointment with the student at half past twelve."

"Who is it?" Director Sun didn't ask sincerely, and then said: "Let's do it in the afternoon. I have nothing to do in the afternoon. When will you arrive?"

"Afternoon..." Yang Jingxing was obviously embarrassed: "We are a little pressed for time today, is it convenient to talk on the phone?"

"In person!" Sun Yuanfei was very clear: "I have had this idea for a long time. Several domestic courtyards and troupes still lack a dedicated theory of folk music conducting and have not formed a system..."

Although what Director Sun said sounded logical and logical, Director Yang did not dare to support using "Wen Mo" and "Second Symphony" as the entry point for a special study on folk music conducting. He had to deny: "I think these two pieces

The music is far from forming a new theoretical point."

"Director Yang is just too humble..."

Sun Yuanfei's academic enthusiasm is really full of energy. If we can't discuss it today, we can do it tomorrow? But Yang Jingxing has to fly to Pingjing early tomorrow morning and may not be able to come back this weekend. There is no other way. We can't rush the art research thing. Wait for Director Yang

Let’s make an appointment when we get back from Pingjing.

After Yang Jingxing finished eating in the cafeteria, he went directly to the north building, just as get out of class was over. These first and second grade juniors and juniors who were still in class were really young and lively, and some were quite enthusiastic. Yang was waving his hands and laughing all the way. Vanity. Especially when a junior brother came back after saying hello and stopped him with "Yang Jingxing Piano Sonata Collection" and a signature pen to ask for his signature, Mr. Yang's mouth was filled with laughter: "Is there such a rule?"

Is there any? The onlookers formed instantly were still vague at first, but as soon as someone bravely came forward, they quickly united and affirmed, of course there is! A few girls became louder and louder, fearless.

Yang Jingxing didn't refuse much. He took the not-so-new music collection and pen, opened the title page and wrote: Practice hard and make progress every day.

Junior brother has a request: "My name is Liu Zhuofu."

"Not from the piano department." Director Yang seemed quite confident.

"Majoring in bel canto." Now the students are really amazing: "Majoring in piano."

Yang was illiterate and had to ask: "Which Zhuo and which husband?"

The onlookers were so focused and breathless that they wanted to see how the senior brother's handwriting was in advance. As a result, no one could say a polite word. Only one boy from the composition department muttered: "I have the genuine score of Yang Jingxing's First Symphony."

Yang Jingxing nodded enviously: "Rich."

Under the general agreement and laughter, the person who bought the sonata collection felt a little less confident: "Senior brother, could you please sign your name?"

Yang Jingxing was simply shy: "It's the first time, I can't get over the psychological barrier." But he still took it over and made up for it, and added a date at the request of his junior sister.

Another junior sister was already ready: "Can I sign the notebook?"

Even if Yang Jingxing is not a beauty, he still has to warmly receive the troubles after becoming famous, but after the third sign, he shook his head: "Okay, okay, pay attention to the impact, what does it look like."

One girl settled for the next best thing: "Is there a chance to hear my senior brother play "Friendship Variations" in this year's master class?"

A boy immediately explained: "I sit in row 18, row 12, on the first floor for the premiere of the Second Symphony at the Grand Theater."

It seemed that four out of ten Puyin students came to support them, but no matter how talented Yang Jingxing was, he couldn't remember these things, not to mention that he didn't make any money from that performance, and Song Yining was also here, so he nodded: "Go and eat quickly
Chapter completed!