When they returned to their rented home, although Yang Jingxing had kept it clean, Xiao Shuxia felt disgusted with everything and found it difficult to settle down.

Yang Jingxing took out his guitar from the room and seemed a little embarrassed: "I'll sing a song for you and call dad."

Yang Chengyi was busy with his career, but Xiao Shuxia was not a helpful wife at this time. She couldn't help but ask her husband to get out of the conference room immediately and listen to her son's singing.

Yang Jingxing didn't say anything and started singing "Thank You" directly. Compared with the enthusiasm in the bar, he sang a gentle version now.

As she listened, Xiao Shuxia showed a rare expression of tender motherly love on her face. Yang Chengyi on the phone did not speak.

After singing, Yang Jingxing smiled flatteringly at his mother, and Xiao Shuxia smiled even brighter.

On the speaker phone, Yang Chengyi asked: "Is the song finished? Did he make it up himself?"

Xiao Shuxia said loudly: "Of course! Otherwise, I asked you to listen!"

After millions of people listened to a song, Yang Chengyi didn't seem to feel any loss, and even gave some praise: "It's good to know how to be grateful, but it must come from the heart, and you can't just pretend."

Yang Jingxing ran away: "I'm going to take a shower."

At this point in the afternoon, the mother and son chatted. Xiao Shuxia couldn't get a serious response from Yang Jingxing when she talked about her girlfriend, so she had to repeatedly describe to her son his life in Jiuchun.

Aren't there many women doing fitness dances every night at Jiuchun's Binhe Plaza? Thanks to Xiao Shuxia's friendly recommendation, "The Promise of the Mood" has now become the main song.

Didn't Jiuchun No. 1 Middle School have an art class? There was a group of children who were learning vocal music. The principal paid a visit to Yang Chengyi and wanted to invite his son to the school to teach the students a lesson and contribute to his hometown.

Isn't there a tourism festival jointly organized by several counties? Jiuchun County wants to promote the rare celebrity "402" as its image ambassador, but Yang Chengyi is old-fashioned and unwilling. He doesn't do tourism anyway.

As expected by Xiao Shuxia, Yang Jingxing's primary school teachers and junior high school teachers all remembered him deeply and gave him thumbs up. Even Aunt Zhou Qiuju, who worked for the Yang family, is now proud of Yang Jingxing and talks about how obedient and sensible Yang Jingxing is.

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For Xiao Shuxia, now "those songs were written by her son who was studying at Puhai Conservatory of Music" are more useful to her than "Boss Yang's Wife".

Yang Jingxing was not satisfied, and felt a little defensive: "Who knows if you don't tell everyone?"

Xiao Shuxia felt aggrieved: "You think your father didn't tell you?"

Yang Jingxing complained: "Isn't it so amazing that I'm not afraid of others laughing at me? How dare I go back?"

Xiao Shuxia had an idea: "You won't become great!?"

When he got off work at Hongxing Company, Yang Jingxing received a call from Pang Xi, which was a summary of the afternoon. Android's assistant sent a flower basket to the studio, the production manager sent his secretary to send a bag of good tea, and the planning manager personally

I was given a decorative painting. Gift-giving seems to be a common practice within Hongxing Company, but fortunately there was no one else.

Pang Xi explained: "I should have told you in time, but I was afraid of disturbing you. Do you have their phone number?"

Yang Jingxing then called everyone to thank them. Xiao Shuxia was eavesdropping and was quite satisfied with her son's performance and felt that Yang Chengyi was not embarrassed.

After having an early dinner, she went shopping, only to throw away a few million, and then spent another 100,000 or 80,000. Xiao Shuxia felt nothing at all. After collecting a few sets of clothes, Yang Jingxing treated his mother to an ice cream.

After returning home in the evening, Xiao Shuxia still had to go to bed early to preserve her health. Yang Jingxing worked until twelve o'clock and received birthday blessing text messages from Liu Miao and Xia Xue on time.

Xia Xue said: Happy birthday, I wish you progress in your studies and success in your work.

Liu Miao said: Happy birthday, haha, your mother passed by, I like it.

Yang Jingxing replied: Go to bed quickly, I am going to sleep too.

Liu Miao called: "Haha, you didn't sleep. Guess how I knew your mother came to see you."

Yang Jingxing said: "Jiuchun is only that old. You, a college entrance examination student, are still awake."

Liu Miao said: "I can't sleep, my mother even remembers your birthday today."

Yang Jingxing said: "Thank you for me, please go to sleep."

Liu Miao asked: "Are you going to accompany your mother tomorrow?"

Yang Jingxing replied, "If you don't fall asleep, I'll hang up."

Liu Miao hadn't asked clearly yet: "How long has it been? Where is that woman? She must have said it earlier than us."

Yang Jingxing taught him a lesson: "It's time to go to sleep." He hung up the phone.

At 7:30 the next morning, when Yang Jingxing got up, he received a birthday blessing from his mother. Of course his father remembered it. Xia Xue also called and said that he and Liu Miao were enjoying breakfast together and wanted to indulge Yang Jingxing.

The last mock exam for the two girls ended today, and they both felt in good condition. Yang Jingxing chatted a few words with Xia Xue and Liu Miao each in front of his mother, talked about their preparation status, and reconfirmed that he would return to Jiuchun in early June.

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Xiao Shuxia couldn't bear to see Yang Jingxing's face, so she rushed to the phone and said sternly: "Liu Miao, why don't you go to class!"

After eating the breakfast prepared by his mother, Yang Jingxing went to school. On the way, he received a call from Yu Xinting: "Are you coming to school today?"

Yang Jingxing said, "What happened on the way?"

Yu Xinting said: "No, I just want to ask, what are you doing here?"

Yang Jingxing said that he was going to discuss her masterpiece with Chai Litian, and Yu Xinting said that she had also read it and thought it was very good.

Yang Jingxing said: "It's not bad."

Yu Xinting admired her: "Tiantian is really amazing, but most people won't be able to tell."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "No one would guess that you are a piano major when you go out."

The first thing Yang Jingxing did after arriving at school was to go to the Student Affairs Office to sign the disciplinary decision letter, as if he was giving himself a special birthday gift.

Yang Jingxing showed up again after delaying for so long. The teacher in charge was surprised, but he pulled out the drawer and took out the "Disciplinary Decision on Classmate Yang Jingxing" and asked Yang Jingxing: "Is someone urging you?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head and smiled shamelessly: "I can't hide."

The teacher was a bit contemptuous: "If no one urges you, just don't come. Is it unfair or not... take a look."

One page, very simple: Yang Jingxing, male, student number 060308, a Grade 06 student in the Piano Department of Puyin Composition Department. During the May Day Music Festival in Puyin, this student disrupted the performance order of the music festival due to his negligent behavior, which caused serious consequences.

After investigation, the student studied hard, respected his teachers, cared about his classmates, and performed well in many aspects. After discussion with the school leaders, it was decided that in accordance with the "Puyin Student Management Regulations", Yang Jingxing would be given a demerit. I hope Yang Jingxing will take this as a warning.

I will continue to work hard in my future study and life.

The teacher is still concerned: "Have you brought a pen?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Bring it." He signed both pieces of paper and handed them to the teacher, thanking him.

The teacher smiled: "Why are you thanking me? You've been busy with 306 stuff recently, right?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's okay, I just went to see it once."

The teacher reminded again: "This matter should be reported, but I don't know how the leader will deal with it."

Returning to his hometown in the North Building, Yang Jingxing found a big "Happy Birthday" drawn with colored chalk on the blackboard, so he called Yu Xinting: "Do I want to thank you?"

Yu Xinting hehe: "What?"

Yang Jingxing said: "My acting skills are not up to par."

Yu Xinting giggled: "How did you know it was me?"

Yang Jingxing said: "First it was intuition, and then I thought that only you have the key."

Yu Xinting felt it was not rigorous: "I can lend it to them."

Yang Jingxing said: "Who will borrow it from you? My mother will treat you tonight. Don't eat too much at noon."

Yu Xinting was happy: "Okay, I'll practice hard later!"

At around nine o'clock, the phone rang again, and Yang Jingxing quickly answered: "Holy shit."

Tan Dong chuckled: "Happy birthday."

Yang Jingxing was surprised: "No, are you normal?"

Tan Dong said: "I remember correctly."

Yang Jingxing was disgusted: "I'm touched."

After a brief silence, Tan Dong asked: "How are you doing lately?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Nothing, good or bad. What about you?"

Tan Dong said: "My father was in a car accident."

Yang Jingxing didn't say anything for a while, and carefully asked: "Are you okay?"

Tan Dong sighed: "I'm disabled, my right leg was amputated, and I haven't been discharged from the hospital yet."

Yang Jingxing said seriously: "When did it happen? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"It's been more than half a month." Tan Dong chuckled again: "Borrow money."

Yang Jingxing asked: "How much?"

"**." Tan Dong was angry: "I came to you to borrow money!"

Yang Jingxing said, "It's an honor for you to think of me."

Tan Dong said: "No need...or did you send text messages during the Chinese New Year last year?"

Yang Jingxing asked: "Where are you hospitalized? Let me go and see you."

Tan Dong said: "It's in the second courtyard, don't bother, I don't have time to entertain you if you come."

Yang Jingxing said: "I'm really sorry."
To be continued...