After being happy for a while, Qi Qingnuo showed Yang Jingxing the "Regulations on the Management of External Publicity and Public Relations of the Puhai National Orchestra". This was considered an internal document, and it also had a confidentiality mark.

There are several pages of regulations. In addition to the fact that no band member is allowed to make reactionary remarks, which applies everywhere, there are also some specific regulations on artistic work, which are quite detailed.

For example, for poster management, the first step is how the performance planning department prepares the material content, and then it is reviewed by the publicity and planning department and the marketing department, and then handed over to the performance planning department for production and finally posted.

The management of posters is so well-founded, and it is even more important to be well-founded when accepting interviews, something that can easily come out of mouth. Regulations stipulate that any band member who accepts an interview or investigation related to band affairs must first go through band management

Not with the approval of the Ministry of Social Development or even the Head of Mission.

In short, no member is allowed to make remarks that are detrimental to the band's image at any time and place, otherwise he will be severely punished. No member is allowed to do anything that is detrimental to the band's image at any time and place, otherwise he will be severely punished.

There are also many side requirements, such as this one that Wang Rui pointed out to Yang Jingxing: No orchestra member is allowed to make any unfavorable remarks to the public media on any occasion about cooperating art groups or individuals, including guest conductors, performing singing artists, and authors.

Works, venue management, etc.

Yang Jingxing laughed loudly: "I feel relieved now. Who dares to scold me?"

Yu Feifei comforted: "I don't have any rules and I can only say good things about you."

Qi Qingnuo asked: "Author, do you have any requests?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "It's best not to criticize, but don't praise either. It sounds guilty."

He Peiyuan smiled: "I know you keep a low profile, so don't worry."

Nian Qing sneered: "Who wants to mention you!"

Guo Ling was pleasantly surprised: "If we are asked, we will just say we don't know each other, oh, okay."

Cai Feixuan scorned: "Such a difficult question must be answered by the group leader."

Qi Qingnuo didn't answer and asked Yang Jingxing: "Is it time for you to go over?"

Yang Jingxing has to leave, but first I would like to thank everyone for coming and supporting me.

The backstage of the He Luting Concert Hall was very deserted today, because there were only a few people on stage throughout the night. The protagonist and host Chen Qunguan, the guest performers Yang Jingxing, Chen Yu, and three other professors and one student each, and then An Xin who helped turn over the music

and Yu Xinting.

Yu Xinting and An Xin are both dressed up. An Xin's dress fits well and is pretty, and she is not used to wearing high heels. Yu Xinting is still a girl, but her skirt and shirt are more dignified.

For the concert that starts at seven o'clock, most of the audience has already arrived at 6:30. The composition of the audience in He Luting Concert Hall is always different from that of other venues, and it is younger. Of course, students from Puyin are indispensable, and there are also

There are some music lovers near the university, because there is not only music here, but also girls from the conservatory.

Yu Xinting was concerned about whether Jiajia and her family were there. She knew their seat numbers. Yang Jingxing took a peek and saw Jiajia, but he didn't dare to go to the stage to say hello for fear of being coaxed off. Yu Xinting also went to peek her head to take a look.

Look, and then called Jiajia’s mother and said she saw them.

Chen Qunguan came out of the single room. He had already put on his dress and makeup, and his hair was carefully taken care of. He looked very different from the daytime. He was also concerned about whether Yang Jingxing should cover up the shine, but Yang Jingxing declined the offer.

.

Chen Yu's makeup was much more obvious than Chen Qunguan's, and coupled with the elegant dress, he was completely different from the other day. Only then did everyone realize that Chen Yu's assistant was actually a young Caucasian woman, and she communicated with Chen Yu in English.

Chen Qunguan chatted with several student performers, as if to calm everyone's nervousness. Chen Yu didn't need it, so he dismissed his assistant and sat quietly, occasionally smiling.

At a little before seven o'clock, the principal came. Chen Qunguan can be said to be world-famous, so the principal will go on stage to give a speech later. The principal seemed to like the harmonious atmosphere between Chen Qunguan and the students. He also inspired several piano students and also

He told Yang Jingxing: "New works should be handled simply and neatly. Learn from your senior brother."

Of course Yang Jingxing agreed.

When it was about to start, there was a moderate commotion in the front, with noisy voices mixed with applause and whistles.

Yu Xinting and Yang Jingxing were still listening to the speeches of the principal and Chen Quunguan, but a staff member satisfied everyone's curiosity: "Three-hundred-six is ​​here, Qi Qingnuo seven-eight."

The principal smiled tolerantly and asked Yang Jingxing: "Were you at the scene the night before yesterday?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes."

The principal urged: "Keep working hard and don't be proud."

Chen Yu said to Yang Jingxing: "My parents came over the day before yesterday..." pointing to Chen Qunguan: "There is no time for two families to get together."

Yang Jingxing was happy: "Then I can brag with you. At that time, the entire audience stood up and shouted long live the author in unison."

Maybe Yang Jingxing is also a person. Everyone laughed at his shamelessness, but Chen Yu was sincere: "It's not bragging. I can imagine it and have experienced it. I know how he feels at that moment."

Yu Xinting explained with some hesitation and timidity: "He was joking..."

Yang Jingxing was annoyed: "I forgot that there were still people present."

Chen Yu chuckled to Yu Xinting: "Actually, you still have the opportunity to experience that kind of moment, otherwise the work will be wasted."

Yang Jingxing immediately modestly said: "If they are willing to play, they are complimenting me."

Yu Xinting forced a smile, and An Xin invited her: "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Yu Xinting nodded.

When the time was up, the principal came on stage, and the audience immediately fell silent. The principal didn't say much, he just expressed how proud Chen Qunguan was to Puyin, and thanked him for his deep friendship with his alma mater over the years, and then called on everyone to learn from his senior brothers and role models.

, and finally invited Chen Qunguan to the stage.

Chen Qunguan thanked his alma mater and the audience for their enthusiasm, thanked his teacher Professor Li Yingzhen, and then started tonight's program. The first piece was Chopin's "Mazurka".

Yang Jingxing asked An Xin and Yu Xinting, who were coming back from the bathroom, to sit down and listen carefully.

Chen Qunguan has never shown off his skills on the stage. His style has always been gentle and delicate, and Beethoven's works will also be brought out by him.

The vast majority of the audience is very receptive. As long as you play well, they will support you, not to mention that the person who plays it is already a master.

The applause was very warm, but it was not a surprise for Chen Qunguan.

Yang Jingxing pretended to be high-end in the background and analyzed Chen Qunguan's advantages for Yu Xinting and An Xin, including how to handle the details and what advantages they had, regardless of how many experts were listening.

Yu Xinting and An Xin listened very seriously, and Yu Xinting asked: "Is there anything wrong with that?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head repeatedly: "I can only ask Professor Li about this."

Chen Yu said: "It's just a matter of opinion. There are a lot of people who criticize me, but you have to stick to what you think is right." Most of the criticisms against Chen Yu are sometimes too soft and lacking in spirit.

Yu Xinting was suspicious: "There are many people who clearly did something wrong but still feel they are right."

Chen Yu almost glared at Yu Xinting, and then said as calmly as possible: "I don't think you are qualified to discuss this issue with me."

Everyone's expressions were expressionless. Yang Jingxing stood up and pushed Yu Xinting, who was blushing and unable to hold back her tears: "Let's go discuss it quietly."

Yu Xinting was pushed and she barely took a step forward. An Xin also stood up and followed. The others, including Chen Yu, remained motionless.

When they got to a place where they could be quiet, Yang Jingxing looked at Yu Xinting, who had already shed two tears, and comforted her softly: "Don't cry, it's not worth it."

However, Yu Xinting started to grin, and stood with her head hanging down like a good child accepting a scolding. An Xin half hugged her friend, but said nothing.

Yang Jingxing threatened again: "If your eyes get red, you will look ugly later."

Yu Xinting grinned even more.

Yang Jingxing was anxious: "You have been practicing piano for more than ten years, and now you are Professor Li's student. You are playing my works. Why do you still care about other people's words? You have to laugh so that I can have face... The royal pianist of 402

Do you need someone else to give you qualifications?”

An Xin smiled. Yu Xinting tried but didn't laugh.

Yang Jingxing continued to work hard: "In my mind, you are a very good performer. When you play the piano, you are the most lively and musical. I didn't want to say these words of praise at first, for fear of making you proud, but I think you play the piano.

The cleanest and purest thing I have ever heard. Your skills are mature, and you are simple, natural, and direct. I can't do that feeling of being natural without modification. Even those masters can't do it. The master plays the piano for the audience. You

It’s playing the piano for the master, just like me.”

An Xin laughed sarcastically, Yu Xinting's efforts also yielded some results, her grin became prettier, but her tears were still dripping.

Yang Jingxing was begging for mercy: "Don't be angry, and don't be sad. I want you to play my stuff just because you play it well and can impress me, not because you are greedy for your beauty... Come on, wipe your tears."

Yu Xinting grabbed the tissue twice before grabbing the tissue from Yang Jingxing's hand, lowering her head to wipe her face.

An Xin also advised softly: "It's nothing special. It's just a common thing that you haven't been exposed to enough."

Yu Xinting finally raised her face, glanced at the direction she was walking in, pursed her lips and blinked her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, she obviously still felt a lot of grievances.

Yang Jingxing said: "You can hear it, but you can't pass it."

Yu Xinting nodded.

There was a sound of heels hitting the floor. Although it was lighter, it was much clearer and more rhythmic than the piano sound from before. Chen Yu was here.

Yu Xinting turned her face, looked at Yang Jingxing's right shoulder, and almost gave Chen Yu a slap on the back of the head.

Chen Yu looked at Yang Jingxing's half-smiling face and walked closer to Yu Xinting, who was only one step away. His voice was still calm: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it."

Yu Xinting didn't move, even though An Xin pulled lightly.

Yang Jingxing didn't believe it: "My royal performer is so reckless?"

Yu Xinting reluctantly turned her head and turned her face to Chen Yu, still looking at Yang Jingxing's chest.

Chen Yu forced out an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry."

Yang Jingxing also raised eyebrows: "Are you sincere?"

Chen Yu hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Yang Jingxing asked Yu Xinting again: "Are you willing to sincerely accept Chen Yu's apology?"
To be continued...