The two came out of the building. Qi Qingnuo turned to look at Yang Jingxing, with a smile that seemed to forgive and reconcile: "How many times did you lie to me in total?"

"These past few days?" Yang Jingxing said, "On a few occasions, you didn't care what I was doing."

Qi Qingnuo felt aggrieved: "Don't care? Can I be fooled into following you?"

Yang Jingxing was also aggrieved: "Who knows how much pressure I endured when Nono was sarcastic."

Qi Qingnuo reasoned seriously: "What about me? I have trouble sleeping and eating..."

After getting in the car, they looked at each other and laughed. Yang Jingxing said shamelessly, "Do you like it?"

Qi Qingnuo smiled and hesitated for a moment before nodding: "It's okay...it's much better than a scarf. Hey, are you deliberately suppressing your desire first?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "It's all done with care, I don't understand literature."

Qi Qingnuo laughed happily: "This is a huge favor to the commander."

Yang Jingxing was proud: "I spent money..."

After listening to her boyfriend's confession about the crime with a smile, Qi Qingnuo began to self-examine: "It's really stupid... Mainly because your smoke bomb was too confusing, which seriously affected my judgment, otherwise I would definitely feel it."

To... alas!" He smiled again and excused himself.

Yang Jingxing asked: "Really going to work? Let's go see Mr. Ding." We originally planned to visit the old man at his home tomorrow afternoon.

Qi Qingnuo nodded: "Okay, I'll call Liu Siman later..." He lay on his side in his seat, looked at Yang Jingxing, and began to settle accounts again: "You have united with a lot of people!?"

Yang Jingxing explained that the original plan was for Qi Qingnuo to have it exclusively, but: "...I underestimated your father."

Qi Qingnuo thought: "My mother must also want to come. Let my father take the blame... You shouldn't be so meddlesome... It's already annoying my mother. Yang Jingxing is good at this and that at all."

Yang Jingxing was surprised: "Really?"

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "Being insipid and condescending, don't be proud."

Yang Jingxing spurred himself: "Turn pride into motivation."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled, testing: "...What do you want in return?"

Yang Jingxing said: "You have already made me drunk with laughter."

Qi Qingnuo just sneered and hummed, and stopped looking at Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing was very satisfied: "Enough, too much..."

Qi Qingnuo turned his eyes, changed his expression, and condemned: "You ruined my relationship with Qing'er. I want to hide this from her."

Yang Jingxing disagreed: "To be honest, I will describe it to her in detail. I am mentally prepared to see who can beat whom."

Qi Qingnuo seemed to be a little biased towards her boyfriend: "Really?"

Yang Jingxing Hey.

Qi Qingnuo also said: "Suddenly, I feel that I am missing a few best friends... Have you told Wang Rui?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Okay, stop pretending, I didn't have such high expectations."

Qi Qingnuo haha...

Before arriving at the nursing home, Qi Qingnuo received a call from her mother: "...you guys are leaving...to see Mr. Ding...I know...I won't bother you...tomorrow, tomorrow...you haven't forgotten anything..."

Haha, don’t be envious…”

After hanging up the phone, Qi Qingnuo said: "Sure enough, I asked you to go to dinner, but I pushed it to tomorrow for you...guess what they said?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I praise you too."

Speaking of this, Qi Qingnuo really wanted to hear Lian Lixin’s specific views or how the orchestra performed.

Yang Jingxing said that Lian Lixin's evaluation was relatively objective. The music was dynamic and enthusiastic, with outstanding advantages and no obvious shortcomings. An alumnus' view was that it doesn't matter if he doesn't pay for rehearsing such a work.

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "Are you selling yourself to perform as an artist?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head and emphasized: "I gave the money..."

The two young people came happily after a long time, and Ding Sangpeng was also happy. Although they didn't get along for a long time, they had a happy chat.

Although Ding Sangpeng knew some news, he didn't care much about the tour. He was interested in Yang Jingxing's bragging that he had rehearsed Qi Qingnuo's concerto. He also recalled that when he was young, he wrote a little song for his wife or children to sing. It is the most memorable moment today.

Yes, it's a pity that the conditions were not as good and free as now.

Yang Jingxing was able to recite Qi Qingnuo's score, and Ding Sangpeng praised him repeatedly while listening. Yang Jingxing even dared to improve upon the old man's performance.

Qi Qingnuo became increasingly unhappy: "Why doesn't anyone call me a genius?"

Ding Sangpeng reminded Qi Qingnuo to have a good attitude. Music is about self-breakthrough and creation, not comparing with others. Comparing with Yang Jingxing is even more meaningless: "...you should be better able to understand that God will occasionally create a very small number of outstanding people in some fields.

Individuals should also be given a mission. These people should benefit society and lead the times. As long as you can keep up with the pace of such people, you will be the best."

Qi Qingnuo couldn't help but look at Yang Jingxing, as if he wanted to get to know him again.

Yang Jingxing warned his girlfriend: "Mr. Ding has a good reputation throughout his life and is both moral and artistic. Don't spread these words out, otherwise you will not be safe in the future."

Qi Qingnuo laughed, and Ding Sangpeng also laughed: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, as long as you don't slack off..."

At around five o'clock, the family came to pick up the old man and go back for the weekend. Ding Sangpeng told the young man to have a good dinner and not to be hungry.

Of course, the dinner should be more romantic, but while the couple was still waiting for the food to be served, Yang Jingxing received a call from Qi Dawei: "I made an appointment with Lao Ganma and the others. You and Noonuo should come over early... around eight o'clock, preferably seven o'clock

Half... I haven’t eaten it yet, so I’ll do it as soon as possible.”

Qi Qingnuo was surprised. She didn't expect that her father could be infected by serious music.

It was almost half past eight when we arrived at the parking lot next to the bar. Qi Qingnuo was still not in a hurry, and he and Yang Jingxing were quite warm in the car for a while.

While walking hand in hand to the bar, Qi Qingnuo recalled that it was under this tree that Yang Jingxing broke a girl's heart: "...Have you ever thought that you would be rejected by a woman?"

Yang Jingxing sarcastically said, "I'm really not as confident as you in this regard. Even if someone else takes the initiative, I can't help but doubt it."

Qi Qingnuo looked down upon her: "Are you a woman?"

Yang Jingxing tried his best to snuggle up to Qi Qingnuo's shoulder. Exaggerated laughter came from behind. He turned around and saw that he was a regular customer.

Qi Qingnuo was so generous, but Yang Jingxing seemed to have no face to see others.

The bar was very lively, because the proprietress was also here. Qidawei's own circle of friends, Gan Kaicheng, Cheng Huang's original drummer, the owner of the musical instrument store, golfers... a total of about ten people.

Qi Qingnuo knows everyone, and Yang Jingxing doesn't know much, but he doesn't need to be as enthusiastic as Qi Qingnuo.

Gan Kaicheng didn't like Yang Jingxing: "I despise you..."

Qi Qingnuo defended: "What's wrong?"

Qidawei couldn't wait any longer and asked for the microphone at the bar: "Excuse me for a moment... In the past and now, thanks to the care of so many friends, I can support my family. I am sincerely grateful..."

Gan Kaicheng took the lead in scorning: "Are you supporting your family? You're going to waste your family..." A burst of laughter echoed, and Zhan Huayu didn't seem to mind either.

Qidawei was not affected: "From the beginning of Tomorrow Bar to now, it has been almost eight years. The years have passed by in vain, but I have gained so many old friends..."

Mr. Gan Kaicheng made trouble: "Okay, Wen, my sister-in-law taught you well!"

Qi Qingnuo laughed at his father with everyone, and Zhan Huayu also laughed.

"What makes me feel most happy and satisfied is..." Qidawei thought for a moment: "My little girl Qi Qingnuo has grown up, and she has been watched by so many uncles and aunts..." It seems that this manuscript is not ready.

It doesn't sound right.

Qi Qingnuo answered: "I'm not married yet!"

The effect was not as good as Gan Kaicheng's, perhaps because everyone laughed so warmly and moved them a little. Yang Jingxing definitely couldn't laugh. Qidawei's words made his daughter burst into tears. He spent his own money and time to tinker with it for so long.

, not to this extent.

Qidawei is very different from Typhoon when he sang: "Qi Qingnuo received the care and love of so many people when he was growing up. We are very grateful..."

Gan Kaicheng stopped causing trouble and acted calm, and the bar became quiet.

Qidawei recalled: "I said that making music is hard, and Nono said that she is not afraid of hardship, and she is my daughter... Forget it, I won't go into details. If you waste a little time, I will show a video..."

Although he was clueless, everyone still applauded. Qi Qingnuo refused and stood up: "No..." He pulled Yang Jingxing to join him in the crusade: "Did you get the consent? Did you pay me?"

Yang Jingxing hey, he didn't express his opinion, Zhan Huayu smiled and scolded his daughter with his eyes.

While working on the computer, Qidawei pointed to the mobile hard drive: "I gave you the money, and I've done more than a thousand."

Qi Qingnuo was envious: "Rich people are so easy to deceive."

The big TV above the bar that is occasionally used to watch football games is synchronized with the computer screen. It is a professional DV shot of the band. It is a panoramic view. It starts with several audience members taking their seats, Qi Qingnuo turning around to give a positive look, and Yang Jingxing and Lian Lixin taking the stage. The sound of the TV begins.

Drive it loudly, and your footsteps sound like a big drum.

The microphone was no longer needed. Qidawei shouted at the top of his lungs: "A piano concerto written by Nono, this is the Puhai Philharmonic Orchestra, conducted by Lian Lixin, he is a very famous conductor..."

Several guests were surprised to know me.

Qi Qingnuo reminded his father: "Why don't you introduce the pianist?"

Qidawei stared at the TV, as if he was afraid of missing the picture.

Music is playing on the TV, and the sound quality is not very good, but you can hear all the parts clearly, although the layering is a bit poor, and there is no emphasis on priority.

For a quarter of an hour, most people were still watching the TV with relatively concentrated attention, especially Gan Kaicheng, who was simply focused on watching the TV.

Qi Qingnuo also watches TV, but he wanders off from time to time and is not as focused as Yang Jingxing.
To be continued...