Yang Jingxing said: "It's not good if the air conditioner blows too much, it's just so comfortable."

The staff immediately retreated: "Please stay with Mr. Ding and call me if you need anything."

Qi Qingnuo also gossiped: "Is he your junior?"

Ding Sangpeng smiled: "No, I'm from another province, it's fate. Is it a holiday?"

The two of them spent a long time chatting with Ding Sangpeng's parents. Ding Sangpeng also chatted with great interest, and he still remembered his youthful days.

Later, when the topic of their joint music career finally came up, Yang Jingxing took out a notebook, all handwritten, with dozens of pages. Although the characters were relatively large, he told Ding Sangpeng not to look too hard.

Yang Jingxing said: "I took a quick look at the things you gave me, and I have some insights and ideas."

Although Ding Sangpeng said he was not in a hurry, he still put on his reading glasses and read his notes.

The content of dozens of pages is a summary made by Yang Jingxing when he read Ding Sangpeng's secret books, and then the general idea of ​​publishing a book for Ding Sangpeng.

Ding Sangpeng looked at it seriously, and occasionally said: "...It's very good...Actually, I don't remember many things myself...Yes, this is the key point, it will never become outdated..."

Although Qi Qingnuo was able to strike up a conversation, he confessed: "I'm not as good as him. I only watched a small part of it and didn't understand much."

Ding Sangpeng comforted: "It's okay, she's just a girl."

Qi Qingnuo smiled at Yang Jingxing.

Ding Sangpeng said to Yang Jingxing again: "Since it is experience, it is definitely not enough for me. I also need yours, especially yours."

Yang Jingxing smiled bitterly: "I have too few, not enough to see."

Ding Sangpeng shook his head: "Don't be humble... You are a generous and selfless person, and you should be like this to yourself."

Yang Jingxing was happy: "I listen to you."

Ding Sangpeng smiled: "I have another suggestion. Popular music can be used as a research study, but don't spend too much energy on it."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I will."

Ding Sangpeng added: "You still can't put down the piano."

After chatting about music for a while, Ding Sangpeng started to talk about history and recommended a book to Yang Jingxing called "Yinghuan Zhilue". Ding Sangpeng said that the content of this book was not particularly remarkable, but he hoped that Yang Jingxing could read the author's vision.

and thoughts, especially the author's broad vision in the environment at that time.

Obviously, in Ding Sangpeng's view, music is more than just something that people can listen to occasionally. A good musician, especially a composer, should also have an infinitely broad mind.

Ding Sangpeng also confessed to Yang Jingxing: "At first, I did not imagine that you were a country boy with ordinary experiences, but this also proves that your thoughts and vision are different from ordinary people. Both of these require support, and I hope you can

It is rich and fulfilling, and reading more books is a good thing.”

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I will try to see as many as possible in the future."

Ding Sangpeng added: "It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books."

Qi Qingnuo explained: "Ding always said to observe life more and think more."

Ding Sangpeng was happy: "Yes, that's pretty much what it means."

The two arrived at two o'clock at noon, chatted until half past five, and had dinner with Ding Sangpeng. In this regard, Ding Sangpeng completely underestimated Yang Jingxing and only added three dishes to the usual ones. Four light dishes and one soup, Yang Jingxing

After eating three small bowls of rice, the old man looked at him with admiration, which almost made Qi Qingnuo unable to hold back his laughter.

After finishing the meal, Ding Sangpeng asked his family not to pick him up, and was sent home by the active Yang Jingxing so that he could enjoy family happiness this weekend.

After receiving an afternoon of cultural edification and sending the old man home to say goodbye, neither Yang Jingxing nor Qi Qingnuo were in a hurry to find a place to be intimate.

Qi Qingnuo really yearns to travel thousands of miles, travel, study, and experience completely different cultural customs: "...anything must be experienced personally before it can truly enter your feelings."

Yang Jingxing agreed: "Yes, let's write a few lines of Indian musical scales, no matter how you look at it, it will be awkward."

Qi Qingnuo leaned back in her seat and turned her head to look at her boyfriend, and whispered, "Let's go traveling if we find some time."

Yang Jingxing was mean again: "We can't go to India, let's go to a place with nudist beaches."

Qi Qingnuo also adapted: "Let me show it to others?"

Yang Jingxing regretted: "There are only two of us."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "Eat something first to gain strength."

In a small shop on the roadside, Qi Qingnuo watched Yang Jingxing eating noodles and helped him peel tea eggs.

Xiao Shuxia is coming to Puhai tomorrow. Although Qi Qingnuo doesn't show any nervousness at all, she has thought a lot and has a lot of plans. She doesn't think gifts are necessary, but she should definitely go shopping with her boyfriend's mother.

, or whether it is necessary to take Xiao Shuxia to Huihuang to play, or whether it is necessary for me to attend when the teachers are invited to dinner...

Qi Qingnuo was still a little worried: "If my parents don't meet, will your mother feel disrespected?"

Yang Jingxing was anxious: "If you become such a mother-in-law, I am willing to endure the pain..."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "So great?"

Yang Jingxing himself also sighed: "It's so great."

Qi Qingnuo was really a mother-in-law: "Is that enough? Do you want more?" Then there was sympathy: "You have no chance in these two days?"

Yang Jingxing looked at his girlfriend and invited: "After you finish eating, come to my place... and have a chat."

Qi Qingnuo saw through it and chuckled with disdain, making no comment.

Yang Jingxing looked pitiful and pitiful: "I finally mustered up the courage."

Qi Qingnuo nodded generously, as if he didn't care much: "Okay, just click until you finish." Begging to share.
Chapter completed!