It seems that the campus area of ​​Zhongyin is also very limited. After Yang Jingxing's identity was confirmed and he was followed by security guards, he had not walked for a long distance when someone came towards him. His pace was fast but it was not a trot, and his face was a little fat.

Without taking a breath, he said brightly: "Director Yang, welcome."

Even though he didn't know him at all, Yang Jingxing smiled for a long time and stretched out his hand: "Thank you."

"My surname is Liu, General Department Liu Zhiyong." The man in his thirties shook his arm vigorously: "Welcome, Director Yang."

Yang Jingxing also repeated: "Thank you, sorry for bothering you."

"I've been busy since I received the notice in the morning." Liu Zhiyong seemed to wave his hand to the security guard, his expression and eyes not leaving the guest: "I still didn't think carefully. I heard that Director Yang usually drives the car without confirming it. In fact, the driver and the car are not

It’s on standby.”

Yang Jingxing smiled: "No need to bother."

Liu Zhiyong understood: "Just as long as Director Yang doesn't mind, please come this way... Dean Chi went on a business trip to France last Wednesday and won't be back until next Tuesday. It's still early there, so I'll report the good news to him later."

"

Yang Jingxing was embarrassed: "No need to disturb me, I would like to visit Dean Chi when I have the opportunity..."

Liu Zhiyong seemed to know that this was his first time for the guest, so he did not hesitate to walk around and give a brief introduction. There are also old short buildings and tall new buildings in Alto... But the two of them were getting farther and farther away from the office building, and Yang Jingxing did not

Good to ask.

Before he could even sigh that the unit price of a family building that was more than 20 years old had exceeded 70,000 per square meter, Yang Jingxing saw something even more incredible. It was such a big square. On the other side of the square were ancient buildings with red walls and blue tiles. The two in front

The big stone lions were sitting on both sides, with a group of people standing in a row in the middle. They looked very imposing and seemed to be sitting firmly in the military tent. There were four security guards on the outside of the lions, who looked like they were waiting... If it weren't for the scattered statues around,

Tourists or students, Yang Jingxing would definitely be frightened.

Although there were some idle people waiting to watch the excitement, there was indeed a sense of solemnity around the authorities. Liu Zhiyong stopped talking and slowed down his pace, making Yang Jingxing unknowingly the leader. And as the distance got closer and closer, that

The smiles on the faces of the five people waiting on the side became more and more obvious and calm. Although the one in the middle was seriously bald, he still had a calm and confident attitude, and their attention was focused on

Don't let go of people.

The average age of the three men and two women must be over forty, and they were all in neat formation, wearing formal suits and fluttering scarves. Yang Jingxing was single-handedly wearing a gray and black jumper that was designed to trick female college students into shaking hands. The disparity in strength was so great that there was no suspense at all, so Yang Jingxing

The director then grinned and showed good intentions, and his pace quickened, showing cheerfulness rather than confrontation.

The young man was still very discerning. The other person in the middle suddenly became happy. He took two steps forward steadily and raised his hands and said, "Welcome!" His upper body was slightly tilted back to highlight the general's belly that was not so obvious. He was really satisfied with his ambition.

The four people on both sides of him all turned more or less towards the middle to show that they had not relaxed their attention to the visitor, and their expressions were even more urgent.

This is not just a place for talents. Yang Jingxing is basically a fish. He is also able to bend and stretch. He raised his hands with a happy face and said, "Hello, Secretary Qin."

"Welcome!" Qin Shigui's earnest words seemed to indicate a hint, and he put his other hand on the back of Yang Jingxing's hand, shaking, patting, and looking directly at him.

Still too young, Yang Jingxing was defeated after only looking at each other for two seconds. He took his hand and went to Qin Shigui, the only person on his left who was the only person he had ever met here, to see if they could build some friendship: "Hello, Professor Feng."

Not only did they meet and have tea, but they also made a phone call. The female professor of the deputy dean of alto, who is a famous pipa player, was obviously gentle to Yang Jingxing and smiled: "Welcome."

"Let me introduce you." Qin Shigui gestured to the middle-aged woman standing on Professor Feng's left who looked a little older and more luxuriously dressed: "This is the head of the Folk Music Department of the Central Music Department, Ms. Zhou Lihua."

"Hello, Director Zhou." In order to show that he was not a layman, Yang Jingxing also wanted to say something that he had admired for a long time: "You were in Puyin last year. I was not in Puhai at the time and I regret that I did not hear your lecture."

Zhou Lihua, who has a relatively thick face, can still express a variety of expressions, her face turns from enthusiasm to curiosity, then to solemnity and then to surprise: "In September, I had an exchange on the relics of China's modern music history. The talk was superficial, but Puyin's students were all

It gave me a very good impression. In fact, I have visited Puyin many times over the years..."

Qin Shigui, like the others next to him, listened and nodded in support of his colleagues. The secretary also helped him: "Yes, Director Zhou has a profound research on Chinese music. This is Director Zhao Qisheng of our exchange office."

Yang Jingxing also quickly changed his target: "Hello."

Compared with the elegance and dignity of the person in charge of Puyin International Exchange Office, the appearance and movements of the alto one are slightly rough: "Warm welcome, Secretary Qin has been waiting for you for a long time." He held his hands tightly and shook his arms even harder, chest.

The long decorative scarf waved.

Yang Jingxing, who was still half an hour ahead of schedule, said again: "I'm so sorry..."

Qin Shigui didn't care and introduced the next person more brilliantly: "Head of the Department of Music and the Institute of Music Teaching and Research..."

Yang Jingxing took the initiative: "Hello, Professor Fan, my colleague You Shangyan is your student. He often talks about you and respects you very much."

This man in his fifties, who originally had a calm expression, became cheerful: "Welcome, Director Yang."

The people around me seemed to know this connection and were happy to see the congratulatory expressions. Only Zhou Lihua was a little dissatisfied: "Mr. Yang and his colleagues are also my students!"

Yang Jingxing immediately paid attention to his expression, but he couldn't think about it for too long: "Please remind me."

"Chi Xiaomei." Zhou Lihua said loudly, approaching the questioning tone: "Really?"

The young Gaohu player in the main group of the Puhai National Orchestra has never met or communicated with Consultant Yang several times, and Lihua doesn't seem to be teaching performance this week, but Yang Jingxing is still happy: "Yes, yes.

I was negligent."

It was funny to see the people around, but at this time, the people scattered in the square were also attracted by the pretentiousness of these people. The couple who looked like students obviously wanted to get closer to take a closer look, while the parents who were walking with their children to bask in the sun

Just watching the show.

Although several security guards have narrowed their working circle and there are less than twenty people around them who have not shown any inappropriate intentions or actions, this situation is still in full view of everyone. Well-dressed people cannot just fight, Qin Shigui can only see

He took a decisive step forward and half turned around, followed by a loud voice: "Okay."

The alto speakers stopped talking in time and focused their attention on the secretary. But Yang Jingxing's position was a bit awkward, and he and the secretary were face to face. Fortunately, he also had some experience, so he calmly stepped back.

In one step, he placed himself at the outer edge of the group surrounding the secretary.

"Today, we are here to welcome our outstanding musician, Yang Jingxing." Qin Shigui opened his voice and smiled to welcome guests from all over the world. He turned his neck very clearly and looked at the onlookers: "The ceremony was very simple, because Yang Jingxing came to Yangyin

When I came, I was very friendly and easy-going, like an old friend, like going home!"

Yes, yes, the people listening to the training next to them, including Yang Jingxing, couldn't help but smile warmer, but the young parents several meters away were sternly warning their children not to yell anymore.

In order to give the people they met for the first time time to cultivate friendship, Qin Shigui turned his head steadily and glanced at the red walls and blue tiles, and then continued to explain to everyone: "Two or three hundred years ago, this was the official residence and palace of the Qing Dynasty. The experience here has witnessed

,Ah, those ups and downs, honors and disgrace..."

It was really disrespectful. Yang Jingxing wanted to take another look at this house.

Nalan Mingzhu, Shen Guangxu and so on, Qin Shigui only needs to give a few names to make Puyin people embarrassed to mention that there are historical buildings on their own campus, and the focus of the secretary is not the old calendar but the New China, especially as the Central Conservatory of Music

The Chinese and foreign music that has been welcomed and sent to the concert hall since then has been well received by everyone. After steadily pushing the He Luting Concert Hall to the top, Secretary Qin said: "...Wait a minute! But today is different from the past. We are not waiting for a wonderful performance.

concert, and don’t want to listen to a wonderful lecture. Today, what we welcome here is a spirit, an ideal, and a belief..."

Yang Jingxing's eyes began to wander, as if he was looking for where his spirit and belief were, or whether the alto leaders could understand the secretary's speech better, and they all listened more energetically.

Qin Shigui's relieved gaze should be praising those students who were also in a state of admiration, and then he spoke loudly of Puyin people: "The spirit of pioneering and enterprising..."

This pause must have been due to a jam, after all, the topic was too forced. Zhou Lihua reacted the fastest, her bright face turned serious, her lips tightened and she nodded slightly to cheer up the secretary.

Qin Shigui added it before more people seemed to realize it: "Noble and selfless ideals, unwavering faith!"

The alto speakers are all amazing. As soon as the secretary's accent fell, he started to clap skillfully. Even the students who were preparing to take pictures quickly picked up the phone and clapped their hands vigorously. Not only was there no trace of embarrassment on each face, but they were all full of enthusiasm. After all, Yang Jingxing still didn't have enough enthusiasm.

Although he also clapped his hands, his expression was not as sincere and natural as that of the five or six-year-old children who followed suit.

Qin Shigui's own way of clapping is to spread his left palm flat and open and close it with his right hand a few times. It seems quite economical because he hasn't finished speaking yet: "These things are more precious and solid than musical talent. So here, we are very simple and at the same time

The most special way to welcome Yang Jingxing to Yangyin, welcome again!"

Yang Jingxing also wanted to applaud, but Qin Shigui's hand had already reached out, so he had to catch it quickly and shake it a little harder: "Thank you, I'm ashamed to say you deserve it." Fortunately, there were few people here, so he clapped harder.

He couldn't drown out the voices either.

"It's worth it." Qin Shigui said it clearly: "I didn't know you were in Pingjing this morning, and all the departments were in a hurry. I said we shouldn't prepare at all and just do something special."

People around me demonstrated that this should be a little haha, but Yang Jingxing couldn't laugh: "I'm particularly ashamed that so many teachers and seniors who are respected by me have never had the opportunity to formally visit, and today I have to interrupt my weekend rest."

Several teachers and seniors actively comforted the guests' guilt from their own perspectives. Zhou Lihua's point of view was quickly recognized by others. It was indeed long overdue, but this matter is also like music, the foreshadowing and brewing are more exciting.

Anticipation, that’s why I feel so excited and generous at this moment, that’s why Secretary Qin said it was the most special form...

Seeing that Yang Jingxing was surrounded by his own people and could only nod and laugh in apology, Qin Shigui felt even more comfortable: "Come on, please, let's get acquainted with you. Vice President Xiao went to Tianjin yesterday..."

It's said to be a walk around, but it's actually more like showing off. Yang Jingxing is more or less a composer. He just walked all the way to the deepest part of the campus a few minutes ago, and now he has to go back on two legs. He's completely at the mercy of others. And he's so-called familiar with the campus.

It was just a pretense. The alto speaker did not give a detailed introduction at all. Instead, he quickly started to ask questions, starting from when he came to Pingjing and what he was doing. Five or six seniors had a tacit understanding of the division of labor. It didn't seem to be a big deal for each of them to say a few words in the gossip.

Eager, but also very efficient at grasping the situation.

The alto players also revealed the information they had mastered in advance, intentionally or unintentionally, from time to time. Zhou Lihua was very familiar with the details of Tong Lei's cooperation with 402. Zhao Qisheng seemed to be at the piano master class... which scared the young man who had just arrived.

Yes, all confessions will be lenient.

What's even more suspicious is that the few students who looked like they were surprised by the excitement before have been following the team, talking on the phone in low voices, and even chatting with the security guard.

Whispers, the atmosphere is really not that innocent.

On weekend afternoons, the campus had been quite quiet before. Yang Jingxing had not seen a few students from the school gate to the concert hall. But now it gradually became lively before he had gone far back. Three or two people came to greet him.

The visitors stared at them as if to identify the real thing from the fake. There were guys with long and short arms waiting at a distance by the roadside as if they were going to compete. There were groups of three or five who suddenly rushed out from the side, but they were a little confused.

In some cases, teachers or staff members would nod and wave their hands... It was true and false that made Yang Jingxing unsure of what the campus atmosphere was like.

Yang Jingxing was really fooled. He walked back completely and could see the school gate. What was even more imminent was that the square in front of the complex, which was deserted less than half an hour ago, must have gathered no less than fifty people.

, although they stand quite loosely, their youthful energy is quite unified, and they seem to have a better understanding of their goals.

Qin Shigui's steps tended to go to crowded places. The secretary of the party committee of the school couldn't stop talking about the various performance and rehearsal halls on which floors they were located. He successfully led Yang Jingxing into the circle surrounded by his large troops. This time, he seemed indifferent again.

Question: "The hardware conditions are good, but it requires more spirit and belief. Even if you do literary and artistic work, you need to have a strong body. What do you think?!"
To be continued...