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Chapter four hundred and ninety seventh courtesy(1/2)

After hearing from her daughter that they were almost there, Yu's mother thought about whether she should buy some fruit again, but not only Yu Xinting objected, but An Xin and Yang Jingxing also felt it was unnecessary, which made Yu's father a little uneasy and discussed with his wife whether to bring any gifts.

, Yu Mu did not back down.

When they arrived, it was Yang Jingxing who led the way. He also knew the password to unlock the corridor door. Both Yu Xinting's parents felt that the community environment was good and it was an international metropolis after all.

After entering the elevator, Yang Jingxing was attentive again: "Uncle, please give me the bag."

Father Yu shook his head: "No, no, no."

An Xin took a look and said to Yu's father: "It's more convenient for you to give it to him."

Father Yu hesitated for a moment, then handed the bag to Yang Jingxing and said politely, "It's troublesome."

Yu Xinting had the key to open the door, so Yang Jingxing greeted Fu Feirong and went to the back of the house again.

Before the students' parents even greeted them, they heard Master's warm voice: "Welcome, thank you for your hard work..."

With his height advantage, Yang Jingxing could see a pair of parents bowing awkwardly: "Hello, Professor Li, hello..."

Li Yingzhen nodded kindly and responded: "...Xinting will get the shoes for her parents by herself."

An Xin helped, separated Yang Jingxing's ones, and gave Fu Feirong a pair.

Yang Jingxing first introduced the teacher: "Professor, this is Panpan, Fu Feirong."

Fu Feirong bowed ninety degrees: "Hello, Professor Li."

Li Yingzhen explained to her boss: "Yang Jingxing's singer."

The master was still enthusiastic: "Welcome, please take a seat."

Yu Xinting's parents were so polite that they would not sit down until the host sat down. Li Yingzhen ordered the students to pour tea.

Yang Jingxing pointed out the seat to Fu Feirong who wanted to help, and then said the important point: "Master, I know you like to drink tea, so Xinting's parents brought you some tea."

Father Yu added: "A little bit of specialty, a little bit of heart."

Master obviously knew that he was just an excuse and smiled: "No need to be polite..."

Li Yingzhen suddenly became stern: "Xinting, are you my student?"

Yu Xinting, who was preparing tea, was stunned, turned around, and her eyes still fell on Yang Jingxing.

Yu's mother had already taken her stance: "Professor Li, don't blame her, we are our parents. I really don't know how to thank you..."

Yang Jingxing interrupted with a smile: "It's customary to bring some gifts when visiting relatives. Xin Ting has been eating, drinking and staying here. Please be lenient and don't do it next time...Master, let's just drink new tea?"

The master chuckled, seemingly filled with the bitterness of not being able to take charge of his own affairs.

Seeing Yang Jingxing put the travel bag on the coffee table and opened it, Yu's father stood up, stuck out his butt and came over to help. He took out four tea boxes, which were actually white packaging.

Father Yu explained to his only audience: "There are a few old trees in Mingshan County that don't produce much tea every year. I have a colleague from Mingshan County who was very helpful and got a pound... These two boxes are different, but

It’s also Mingqian tea…”

Master kept smiling, as if he didn't dare to thank me.

Father Yu took out two more large flat wooden boxes, and his tone was a bit weak: "...it's also our specialty, Sichuan embroidery. I don't know if Professor Li likes it..."

Li Yingzhen's attitude towards parents is still kind: "I treat students equally. Thank you for your thoughts, but I also want to criticize Yu Xinting."

Yu's mother changed her tone again: "It should be criticized."

Yang Jingxing probed: "Then can we drink new tea?"

Li Yingzhen was very harsh: "I still want to criticize you!"

Yang Jingxing also made excuses: "I originally tried to persuade uncle, but as soon as I heard that it was good tea, I remembered how kind Master is to us..."

Master smiled gratefully and advised: "Stop talking, haven't you received enough criticism?"

Yang Jingxing comforted Fu Feirong: "Don't be afraid, the professor will not criticize you."

Li Yingzhen sighed and said to Yu's father who was still offering gifts: "Mr. Yu, please leave it alone... I won't do this next time... Teaching students is my job, and I have a salary. I will spend more energy on students who have talent and potential, and that's fine too."

Scope of work.”

Yu's mother nodded: "We, both of us, also work in the workplace. We have never done anything like this in our lives, except to teachers. We also know that many of the professor's students have family situations that we cannot compare with, so it's really just a little thought...

…”

Li Yingzhen waved her hand: "...Xinting, try the tea your father brought."

Yang Jingxing was positive and asked Fu Feirong: "You don't want to drink tea, do you?"

Fu Feirong shook his head.

Yang Jingxing said: "Eat fruit."

Fu Feirong nodded, but didn't make a move.

The master was enthusiastic and handed over the fruit plate: "Eat, eat lychees."

Fu Feirong took one.

Except for a few girls, everyone was served a cup of tea. Master praised it as a good tea, but Father Yu said he didn't know how to drink it.

Yang Jingxing also said good tea, took a few sips and picked it up: "An Xin, let's go to class, Panpan will come too."

Li Yingzhen said to Yu Xinting who was watching her go, "You are not in a hurry right now."

After closing the door of the piano room, Yang Jingxing wanted to check An Xin's homework. Fu Feirong put the lychee he had taken before into his bag and sat next to Yu Xinting.

Yang Jingxing first addressed Fei Rong and said, "When you reach a professional level, it is the details that determine success or failure. You are also moving in a professional direction now, which may give you some inspiration."

An Xin also said to Fu Feirong who nodded: "Actually, we have something in common."

But it seemed that Fu Feirong really had difficulty finding any similarities between Messiaen's piano works and her professional goals. After listening to An Xin play a piece, she could only continue to listen attentively.

However, Yang Jingxing could still pretend to dial An Xin, and An Xin nodded in agreement. As expected, musicians like to pretend to be high-end and set the bar, and are even not polite to their peers.

Fortunately, Messiaen was not An Xin's main focus, and Yang Jingxing just asked her to find a different feeling.

Next, Debussy's Bergamo Suite, the situation was much better. Fu Feirong seemed to be unable to help but nodded to An Xin: "It sounds really nice. Why didn't I think that before..."

An Xin smiled: "Who played it?"

Fu Feirong shook his head repeatedly: "No, I haven't heard of it. I just listened to this type of music, and listened to it online. It's not so...it feels so different."

An Xin smiled and looked at Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing asked An Xin to play a few bars again, and then he played it again and asked Fu Feirong: "Do you feel any different?"

Fu Feirong shook his head: "...it's a little different, but I can't tell."

An Xinheheyile...

After an hour of class, Fu Feirong was not allowed to hear a song like "The Mark of Rain", so when Yang Jingxing mentioned the recess, she breathed more than An Xin and obviously spoke out.

An Xin asked: "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Fu Feirong hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Yang Jingxing also went to the living room and found that everyone looked relaxed and happy, so he asked Yu Xinting: "How many criticisms have you received?"

Yu Xinting forced a smile.

Father Yu greeted politely: "Yang Jingxing, Teacher Yang, please sit down. You have worked hard in class."

Yang Jingxing was frightened: "They call me teacher because I want to take advantage of them. Please don't say that."

Yu's mother said politely: "It should, it should."

Yang Jingxing said: "I'll add some water."

Li Yingzhen said: "You also like tea, take two boxes."

Yang Jingxing was smart: "I'll come over for a drink and there's food to eat."

Father Yu seemed a little embarrassed and said to his daughter: "I will send you two boxes when I go back and give them to Teacher Yang."

Yang Jingxing immediately warned Yu Xinting: "Don't let me be criticized."

It was even more difficult for Yu Xinting, but fortunately Li Yingzhen excused herself: "They are also good friends, so being polite is not good."

Master echoed: "We are all good friends."

Yang Jingxing said to Li Yingzhen: "Give me your senior brother's phone number and I will tell him so that he and his sister-in-law can go directly after get off work."

Li Yingzhen shook her head: "They won't go, so stop being so nagging!"

Yu Xinting's parents sent another invitation, but it didn't work.

After resting for a few minutes, Yang Jingxing continued to teach An Xin, and Fu Feirong continued to broaden his horizons until nearly five o'clock. When he came out of class, he found that the atmosphere in the living room was more joyful than before, and the boxes containing Shu embroidery were opened.

Yang Jingxing reported to Li Yingzhen: "I'm going to pick up Qi Qingnuo... Master will have to drive later."

The master was very lenient: "Go ahead."

Yang Jingxing rushed to the Chinese Orchestra before it was time to get off work. Although the parking lot was mostly empty, the main building also seemed empty.

After going up to the annex building, Yang Jingxing first said hello to Wu Qiuning, who was sticking to his post. Wu Qiuning was very careful about the impact and closed the webpage for online clothes shopping when he met Yang Jingxing.

The sounds of pipa and flute could be heard in the practice room, and they were obviously making fun of "One Photo", and even the erhu was involved randomly.
To be continued...
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