It's half past five o'clock. If you're not in a hurry, there are still some who are. The musicians, who are carrying food on their backs, can't wait for the successful artists who are chatting and laughing gracefully. They walk halfway up the road toward the sky.

Wu Chengwei is not satisfied yet: "China has had philosophy since ancient times. In the pre-Qin period..."

Several performers next to them walked ahead with style. After two or three steps, a young woman with a short ponytail turned back sharply. Her eyes were bright and she was probably no more than thirty years old. She resolutely broke through the crowd of experts and walked directly in front of Yang Jingxing. She spoke quickly.

: "Mr. Yang, I actually like your works very much."

Although the other party's sudden attack was quite rude or cold, Yang Jingxing still smiled and said, "Thank you."

"Goodbye." After the woman said this, she turned around, as if she was afraid of not being able to keep up with her companion. In fact, her companion was waiting and even caught up. The man in his thirties with a neat beard extended his hand: "Goodbye, Mr. Yang."

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Before he was done offending him, Yang Jingxing was so happy: "Thank you, thank you for your hard work."

The man turned around and smiled again: "Goodbye, teachers."

Seeing that Yang Jingxing was still watching, Ge Jie introduced: "Our flute..."

A group of elegant people came out of the concert hall wrapped in pullovers and entered the office building affectionately. They said they wanted to drink tea, but Wu Chengwei took him to his small and spacious office. There were about twenty people, so crowded.

It was so full that it was almost impossible to tell the seniority and position, but no one complained, because Wu Chengwei went directly to the cabinet and took out pens, inks, paper and inkstones. It was great, it opened my eyes, and I had to rush to help.

Art creation requires brewing and atmosphere. Let’s start with the works on the wall, which is enough for artists to appreciate. Even those guys have a lot of backgrounds. Qin Shigui obviously understands it. Let’s tell Yang Illiteracy about this.

What is the history of paper, what are the characteristics of ink, and even ink pads are all separate sciences.

Let’s look at Wu Chengwei’s pomp and circumstance. The young erhu player Jiao Wenyan is setting the table, the alto pipa player Vice President Feng is holding paper, and the singer Wang Youfang is polishing his pen... The chief vocalist is not qualified to raise his hand.

Jiao Yutong was kindly assigned the task of studying ink by Grandpa Wu, and he was obviously very particular about it. Mineral water could not be poured directly into the inkstone. It had to be put into a special small pot first, and then a few drops of water at a time were gently and softly applied.

As time goes by, junior high school students are not only proficient, but their expressions and movements are also so artistic.

Taking off his coat and rolling up his sleeves, Wu Chengwei did a little warm-up exercise, and it was estimated that the main show was about to begin. Zhou Lihua is a kind-hearted person, so she quickly taught the layman some basic knowledge, focusing on the conductor's artistic attainments, achievements and social relationships.

, but when you talk to Yang Jingxing about Dong Qichang's elegant Wang Duo's charm, you are obviously playing the piano to others.

The audience was anticipating the discussion and making the atmosphere more and more lively. Wu Chengwei fell silent, admiring the flatness of the paper, blowing on something, touching the paperweight, and then put his thumbs in front of his hands in defiance.

Professor Feng obviously knew the artist well. After Wu Chengwei crossed his fingers for a while, he handed over the brush: "Please."

Wu Chengwei took it solemnly, his expression almost solemn, and the audience was also very skillful. They quietly gathered around the table at the same time, all wanting to get closer to the art. By the time Wu Chengwei started to carefully dip in the ink and lick the pen, the attention of the onlookers was already on

On the stage, when the calligrapher held the pen and looked at the paper, his expression became solemn, and everyone around him began to concentrate and hold their breath.

Suddenly, the conductor instantly stamped a pen on the paper, and then his whole body moved like a rabbit, swaying and twisting more than the handwriting, and soon stopped for an instant, and then he picked up the pen.

"Okay." Qin Shigui still pays attention to leadership style. Even if he takes the lead in cheering, he must be steady and restrained. Everyone around him restrains his praise in order not to affect the artists. Yang Jingxing did not dare to speak out, and he probably didn't even recognize the words.

Strike while the iron is hot, Wu Chengwei strikes again...

After five or six minutes of applause and applause, the artist non-stop wrote and wrote on the paper, four in total and eight large lumps on the top and bottom.

Yang Jingxing could tell that the performance was over because there was no room left on the paper, so he applauded enthusiastically.

Wu Chengwei put down the brush carefully and took a long breath as if he was a little tired: "It's a joke. It's really reasonable, because there are so many people who said and wrote it, it seems to be tainted with some vulgarity..."

There was a lot of opposition, which is quite impressive. Look at the vigorous and powerful writing.

Wu Chengwei nodded in agreement: "I'm so lucky to hear Jing Xing's song "Autumn Moon over the Flat Lake"." Then he quickly picked up the trumpet pen and started writing small characters.

"Jing Xing Ya Jian", the onlookers all congratulated and even envied the composer. The small characters were easier to read, and Yang Jingxing could probably understand them, and based on his experience of collecting several books, there should be no need to ask for money.

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The author also needs to inscribe, Xin Mao Ru Yue... Zhou Lihua reminded Yang Jingxing: "Commander Wu's calligraphy is hard to find."

Yang Jingxing's expression was serious.

"The best kindness is like water, and virtue carries everything." Deputy Tang, who seemed to only be able to socialize before, now seemed to be in trouble: "Okay, it echoes the wonderful music theme, and it is also a tribute to all the leaders, teachers, and artists gathered together today.

The best summary.”

Everyone agreed, but are these really the words? Some of them are quite similar, but some are completely indistinguishable or even completely different. Fearing that it is a trap, Yang Jingxing still dare not relax.

By the time the author stamped his name, the artistic evaluation had become increasingly lively and profound. Skills were reflected in the way he moved the pen, and the way he turned the pen. Wang Youfang felt that the work seemed to be influenced by music, and Qin Shigui saw Zhu Zhishan's character.

Director Yang was very happy to hear that he was a celebrity he also knew.

Seeing how happy the young man was, Wu Chengwei, who put away the seal, exclaimed: "Jing Xing, even though I wrote in a hurry, I am happy to show my sincerity."

Yang Jingxing nodded repeatedly: "Thank you."

"Xiao Geng waits for the dry ink to be wrapped up by Director Yang. It will take half an hour." Wu Chengwei still grasps the priority: "Secretary Qin, I will make a fool of myself..."

People who knew art were happily admiring each other. They really wanted to have tea this time, but the place they changed was not as bright as the command office. With so many people, they had to mix chairs and sofas. Fortunately, Yang Jingxing was young and strong enough to get over it.

Otherwise, you will be fooled by someone who disrespects your elders.

After working on art for so long, let’s have a chat. When did Director Yang arrive? Didn’t he have time to rest? Ge Jie was very embarrassed. He brought his children here mainly because he wanted to get to know Teacher Yang. He didn’t expect Director Yang to be so attentive. It’s really disappointing.

People are moved...

Fortunately, in order to save time, the alto will share the information they have learned before with the orchestra when it comes to relevant aspects, and the orchestra's interests are similar to those of the academy, which saves Yang Jingxing a lot of energy.

Time flies so fast. When Mo Bao was wrapped and delivered, he felt like he had just sat down. But looking at the watch, it was past six o'clock. Let's go and chat while eating.

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Yang Jingxing still took the secretary's car, and the orchestra agreed. After setting off, Qin Shigui suggested that he put the calligraphy and painting tube on the passenger seat and let the driver help look at it, and drive faster, and then chatted with Yang Jingxing: "Conductor Wu is a proud person, and he is very

Cherish your artistic reputation.”

Yang Jingxing nodded and listened.

"Strategic depth, have you heard of it?" Qin Shigui looked down upon others.

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I know the general meaning."

Qin Shigui began: "Folk music and national culture are all good things, but no matter how good and fertile this three-acre land is..."

I don’t know if it was an intentional arrangement, but today, the place where Yang Jingxing owed a huge amount of credit cards years ago is just another restaurant in the hotel. It looks more Chinese and cultural. It is said that the plaques, calligraphy and paintings are all made by real contemporary masters.

It is also probably more expensive.

After meeting up with Deputy Editor Yan of the Dongming Newspaper and Professor Zhang from the Language and Culture University who arrived earlier, it was not Yang Jingxing's turn to be embarrassed. Secretary Qin was already a hundred polite and explained to Deputy Editor Yan the rush of today, and thanked him for the compliment.

Not only did Qin Shigui give him face, but the people who arrived later also fully demonstrated that Dongming Newspaper has a high status in the minds of artists, and even told some of deputy editor Yan's personal bravery, fearlessness and selfless deeds. However, editor-in-chief Yan is not young either.

Well, not to mention the bravery of the hero, his performance is very humble and reserved, far less bold and free and easy than the artist.

The private room is inviting, ah, it's really royal. The table is not big, and it looks like it can fit two tables fully. There is no requirement to rank based on seniority, but these people are very polite, please invite me over there.

Qin Shigui asked his former subordinate Professor Zhang to assist Vice President Xiao to accompany Mr. Jiao and the others. This arrangement almost settled the overall situation. An international violinist has no right to be modest. After arranging for his son to accompany the young lady on the other side, he consciously stood up

Come to Qin Shigui, not to mention that he still has something to ask Yang Jingxing: "Would you like to drink?"

Yang Jingxing bit the bullet and said, "You can drink a little."

Of course Ge Jie understands that performers avoid drinking, but he has to make an exception today...

The guests were not asked to order, but there were many high-end items on the table. The wine was certainly not bad, but it was not as vulgar as the popular entertainment industry.

The speeches at the main table were also more level. Qin Shigui went from meeting friends with music, to meeting friends with books, to meeting friends with literature, and then meeting friends with wine. He spoke with emotion, reason and justice, unlike the likes of Xu An, Gan Kaicheng and others who just laughed and laughed.

Wu Chengwei also wants to have a glass of wine with a new song. Today is a new song, a new song, a new tune, and new friends. Let’s drink it happily.

The invitation was loud and there were many good dishes, but the people at the table just moved their chopsticks symbolically and started to meet friends. Wu Chengwei knew that Secretary Qin had a deep research on ancient genealogies, and he didn't have time to ask for advice today...

The conductor and secretary first met with each other for a while, and then split up to meet with the performers, singers, and professors to assist each other. The communication between the two tables soon became closer, and there was no clear distinction between priorities.

It was a joy. Then, under the introduction of Qin Shigui and Wu Chengwei, Yang Jingxing also had the opportunity to express his respect to his seniors again by borrowing a wine glass. He would not refute the young man's face wherever he went, so Yang Jingxing took the initiative.

Although many of the waiter's glasses still had some left after they were lifted and put down several times, judging from their faces and words, the drunkenness in the private room was getting more and more intense, and they even began to show respect to the young people.

Singer Wang Youfang, a close friend of the conductor, still remembers echoing Wu Chengwei’s words about new lyrics and new music: “… after singing for more than twenty years, I really feel like I have something new today. I have to thank Jing Xing for feeling it for the first time.

To such an accompaniment. Sorry, it’s not an accompaniment. I think Jing Xing is singing a chorus with me, which makes me feel a resonance.”

The people at both tables seemed to be able to sing and felt the same way as Wang Youfang's words. They even had to analyze the deep-seated reasons for this feeling. First of all, Teacher Wang sang from the heart, and then Director Yang put aside the conventional accompaniment of pure artistic conception. The most important thing is that

Both the singer and the pianist must have profound enough artistic qualities to make such a profound response.

Wang Youfang agreed with everyone's words: "If it weren't for an occasion like today, I think few people would believe that this was the first time that Jing Xing and I met."

Yes, yes, Professor Feng believes that through the accompaniment of a flowing river, he can already appreciate the composer's Chinese music literacy. For example, there is a section of pure black keys, which has really surpassed his own understanding of the expressive power of the piano.

I remember them all. It sounds like it has a sense of simplicity and elegance on top of being sentimental...

Wine is really a good thing. Drinking it brings out emotions. The seniors are now trying to make up for the face they didn’t give before. And talking about the flowing water from the creek to the autumn moon over the flat lake, the more they talk about it, the more incredible it becomes. It even makes the chief dulcimer feel like he is in the real world.

In the sparkling moonlight.

"Jing Xing's playing..." Of course, Ge Jie was the host to comment on the performance. Although he was embarrassed, he still remained cautious: "I have traveled to so many concert halls around the world and collaborated with so many musicians. I have heard of many

There are quite a few Chinese and foreign pianists and performers that I associate with. When we talk about skill, we don’t show skill by showing off skills. When I look at the students, they just listen to the divided bow scales. Jing Xing, it sounds like a simple arpeggio, and I realize

…It’s unfathomable.”

No one dared to laugh, including Yang Jingxing. Colleagues still generally expressed admiration and sighs. No one dared to compete with the violin. Wu Chengwei even said that he was shocked when he heard the sea. Some modest people even had to wait until Pinghu Qiuyue.

Overall impression. However, when talking about their subjective feelings, there is no need to be modest about the green vegetables and radish. One thinks it is sharp and the other thinks it is hidden. The folk music school praises the endless charm and the Western school emphasizes flawless technique... This is simply

It’s about the harmony of human and piano.
To be continued...