The old man was concerned about Yang Jingxing's studies, and he had already known him a little bit before: "...Who are some of your favorite pianists?"

Yang Jingxing said: "They are all role models for me to learn from."

Grandpa Qi Qingnuo asked: "Does Fu Cong know?"

Yang Jingxing nodded.

The greedy old man asked: "Do you know his father?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I know a little bit."

Grandma advised Grandpa: "Young people have their own ideas and are more open-minded than me. The older I get, the more verbose I am."

Qi Qingnuo coaxed a child: "Grandpa, please tell my dad, you have a common language."

The greedy old man complained: "Your father...is a member of the Communist Party."

Qi Qingnuo laughed and loudly said, "Dad, grandpa is talking about you."

Qidawei jumped out with a smile on his face: "Dad, what's wrong?"

Qi Qingnuo tried to please his grandfather: "I called you, you can criticize me."

The old man asked: "When will dinner be served?"

"It's almost time." Qidawei hurriedly went to work, "Mom, you and Dad wash your hands."

The two old men went to the bathroom. Zhan Huayu passed by the living room and whispered to Yang Jingxing: "Just tell Yang Jingxing, Qiu Da is in trouble. It won't be happy if you don't say it."

Qi Qingnuo laughed: "We have given up on us, you are the new target."

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "I am on the same front as you."

Qi Qingnuo thoughtfully said: "Then we will join forces with my mother."

Zhan Huayu didn't care about this: "There are too many mooncakes at home. You can take some to the bar later. Your uncle gave a few boxes yesterday. Don't buy such expensive wine in the future. Money is secondary. Don't go astray with your consumption concept."

Yang Jingxing told the truth: "It was given by someone else."

Zhan Huayu was surprised: "Who... Zhang Yanhao?

Qi Qingnuo was impatient: "Go ahead and get busy."

Zhan Huayu was also anxious and called to Yang Jingxing: "Come and help me, Nuonuo will accompany grandma."

Zhan Huayu and his wife were busy working on the stove, while Yang Jingxing watched from behind and responded to Zhan Huayu's concern. Zhan Huayu also praised her: "Don't be right to give her money. No matter whether the other party is sincere or malicious, abnormal money relationships often lead to bad results."

Yang Jingxing complained a little: "Nono is such a big mouth."

Zhan Huayu said seriously: "She cares about you...IQ and EQ alone are not enough to deal with the complexity of society, experience is the most important!"

Yang Jingxing nodded, but Qi Dawei had the right to disdain: "Our system is not as complicated as yours."

Zhan Huayu multitasks: "Winter melon... winter melon and ham soup, it's the ham you brought, there isn't much left."

Yang Jingxing said: "I'll let someone lead..."

Zhan Huayu waved his hands repeatedly: "No, I mean it's delicious, but there aren't many fires at home... When you eat later, slow down."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "My mother told me the same thing."

Zhan Huayu smiled: "Grandma cares about this, your uncle and I have nothing to do... Go wash your face, it will be fine in a while."

With a table full of food, Qidawei, who made his own meals, felt very accomplished: "Dad, sit here and I will peel the crabs for you. Mom, let Dad drink some today..."

The greedy old man declared in advance: "I don't drink wine."

Qidawei prepared white wine, but he felt like he was lying: "The rest is probably enough for two glasses."

The old man cleverly said: "Drink wine with Nono."

Qi Qingnuo refused: "No, we are not enough."

The grandfather still felt sorry for his granddaughter: "Okay...the wine seller doesn't keep any alcohol at home..."

Zhan Huayu suggested: "Jing Xing drinks some Maotai with grandpa."

The old man waved his hands repeatedly: "Children don't drink liquor."

Yang Jingxing came to his senses and said, "Grandma, I'll peel the crabs for you."

Qi Qingnuo said: "Grandma doesn't eat it because she's afraid of cholesterol..."

The dinner table was relaxed and harmonious, not lively but affectionate. The two old people were not too curious about Yang Jingxing. Grandma even ate a crab as a compliment. Grandpa felt that the crabs were not fat at all, and he could eat two more, but he didn't

Dare to really go against your wife's wishes.

Qi Qingnuo was in a good mood. He clinked glasses with his family. When he was happy, he even said to Yang Jingxing: "I wish the concerto a great success."

Yang Jingxing replied: "Successfully entered campus."

Zhan Huayu still chuckled: "It's all successful...when will mom and dad come?"

Yang Jingxing couldn't help it yet: "It's not decided yet, I'm busy."

It was said that Zhan Huayu and her father-in-law should have something in common. She introduced several good places to eat crabs to Yang Jingxing in one breath. She suggested that if Yang Jingxing had the opportunity to take his parents there, Qi Qingnuo could lead the way.

Finally, it was time to start eating. Zhan Huayu gave Yang Jingxing this bowl. The rice was so dense, no wonder it took so long.

After eating, Qidawei was already anxious: "Mom, sit down for a while, I'll take a look and come back to see you off."

Zhan Huayu suggested: "Let Nuonuo and the others go and you can drink some wine."

Qidawei was very happy and remembered to tell Yang Jingxing that he had given each of Cheng Lu 500 yuan as holiday allowance.

Everyone has their own way of celebrating the festival. When Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo brought a few boxes of mooncakes to the bar, they found that there were many customers and welcomed more.

In addition to mooncakes, Yang Jingxing also gave Zhao Gu two thousand yuan. While the two were talking, Liu Caijing stood by with a few pieces of paper.

Zhao Gu couldn't wait any longer: "I've put together a few paragraphs and you can help me read them."

It's not a rocker's style. The musical notation and lyrics are quite neat, and it's not just a few sections. It's a complete ababc-style song, and the melody and lyrics are very different from Chenglu's previous creative style. Maybe he still wants to perform in bars.

Yang Jingxing looked at it carefully for a while and nodded: "Not bad..."

Liu Caijing’s scientific attitude: “The lyrics still need to be changed.”

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Creation is a very personal matter. Nono and I usually don't exchange opinions. I just express my opinions, not suggestions."

Liu Caijing nodded, seeming a little nervous.

Yang Jingxing said: "The creative intention is clear. The lyrics want to create a sense of picture, but it is not enough and a bit messy... There are many ideas in the melody, and it is a bit complicated. The high-duplicated chords that reduce the main tone must be appropriate... The last section is too hard.

Strong, little foreshadowing, even if the arrangement makes up for it, it won’t be very good..."

Yang Jingxing looked at Liu Caijing who had no city residence. Zhao Gu also cared about his friend as if he had been criticized by the teacher.

Yang Jingxing also laughed: "This is how I was taught a lesson at school and in the company."

It was hard for Liu Caijing to laugh.

Yang Jingxing said: "Overall, it's very good, but I think it can be revised to make the idea more perfect and streamlined."

Liu Caijing nodded.

Yang Jingxing said to Zhao Gu: "It's very promising. It will be a very good song, but the arrangement is not simple."

Zhao Gu also nodded: "...thank you."

Yang Jingxing was full of expectations: "Make a keyboard, I want to play it if I have the chance." Then he patted Liu Caijing on the shoulder: "It's really good."

Coming out later, Yang Jingxing joined Qi Qingnuo in greeting the guests. There were no themed activities today, so the guests ordered songs to create their own atmosphere.

Qi Qingnuo came on stage first, played the guitar and sang a song "Grandpa Makes Mooncakes for Me", which had a very good effect. The bar was as quiet as under the bright moonlight.

Yang Jingxing took over and sang the piano version of "Moon of the Fifteenth". He was not affected by Qi Qingnuo looking at his mobile phone in the audience, and his singing was not bad, but many people laughed at him. Fortunately, there was strong support from middle-aged female audience members.

The applause was still warm. Yang Jingxing returned to his seat and Qi Qingnuo handed over his cell phone: "SMS message."

The phone screen stayed on the text message viewing interface, and the selection bar was fixed on Yu Xinting's name. Yang Jingxing scrolled up. The latest text message was sent by a "fan": I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, a full moon in the sky, reunion on earth, family love, and love in your heart.

Things are going well...

It was the first time that his girlfriend paid attention to his mobile phone. Yang Jingxing was flattered and smiled flatteringly: "I don't know you. What's the number you saved?"

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "It seems so special not to be alive."

Yang Jingxing said: "Liu Caijing wrote a song..." As he said this, he changed the fan's number card to Yuan Haonan and replied to the text message: Let's have fun together.

Qi Qingnuo is not surprised: “I like to use idioms when writing compositions in elementary school.”

As she said that, Qi Qingnuo's cell phone rang, and she seemed to have a bad premonition: "Nian Qing." After answering the phone, her expression became serious: "...where are you...drive slowly, don't be in a hurry.

...I'm waiting for you...to hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Qingnuo stood up and left: "Let's go!"

Yang Jingxing quickly followed.

After leaving the door, Qi Qingnuo held his breath and said: "Kang Youcheng is so disappointing!"

Yang Jingxing gossiped: "What's wrong?"

Qi Qingnuo was not angry: "How do I know...I know Nian Qing cried."
To be continued...