At eight o'clock in the morning on the 22nd, Yang Jingxing first came to the Yinyuan community next to the school, where Zhang Chujia lives now, and the house belongs to Li Yingzhen.

After the school was renovated more than ten years ago, the husband's dormitory was allocated to the faculty and staff. It can be seen that music people are still short-sighted, because they are all three-story buildings. There are dormitories for singles and so-called two-bedroom apartments. Li Yingzhen had one more than ten years ago.

status, so Zhang Chujia now lives alone in a two-bedroom apartment with an area of ​​50 to 60 square meters. Because it is on the first floor, there is also a large yard.

The decoration of the house is quite unique. It is not obviously outdated due to the times, but it has a youthful atmosphere. Yang Jingxing looked around rudely and was a little jealous: "If I had known, I would also rent this place."

Zhang Chujia hahaha: "Move here to share the house with me... Before, we shared three thousand between the two of us. The professor took pity on me and only wanted me one thousand and five thousand. My sister-in-law joked and said that it was supposed to be raised to four thousand, but I came just in time and didn't have to share it with others."

Bargained."

Yang Jingxing hehe: "Are you giving it to the professor or to your sister-in-law?"

Zhang Chujia also said: "To my sister-in-law in front of the professor... you buy a dog and I will help you raise it. You don't need to pay for food. Just share two thousand and five thousand per month. I will let it sleep in the master bedroom."

Yang Jingxing suggested: "Is there any handsome new teacher? Bring me here, maybe we'll cover everything."

How could Zhang Chujia take the risk of finding a roommate with someone he didn’t know at all? If Yang Jingxing didn’t like dogs, he could just keep a cat...

The two were about to go to school. Zhang Chujia informed Yu Xinting, while Yang Jingxing called the teacher who led the way: "Hello, Teacher Weng... Yes, it's me. I'm going to trouble you today..."

When the car arrived at the school gate, Yu Xinting and Kong Chenhe had already met Teacher Weng. Zhang Chujia quickly got out and invited Teacher Weng to sit in front. Yang Jingxing also got out of the car and invited him.

Teacher Weng, who is in his mid-thirties, is somewhat bald but wearing a well-fitting suit and windbreaker. He and Zhang Chujia were polite and did not rush to get in the car. He shook hands with Yang Jingxing first and said in a somewhat formal manner: "Hello, hello. I didn't have many opportunities to communicate in the past.

Congratulations first."

Yang Jingxing was polite: "Thank you for your help... If the time is right, Xinting will treat me to lunch later."

Yu Xinting nodded. She put on the suit she used to negotiate with Ersa years ago, but her eyes couldn't mature.

Teacher Weng also studied piano before, but when he went to study in the United States, he switched to musicology. He returned to Puyin less than two years ago and taught Western music history and music aesthetics in the musicology department. But what Teacher Weng is going to teach today

It’s not musicology. As soon as he got on the bus, he started to share his experience in visa applications.

Of course, as a musicology graduate student at the University of Arizona College of Music who has studied, lived and worked in the United States for five years, Teacher Weng is more worthy of telling students how to adapt and better integrate into life in a foreign country. Americans are very enthusiastic.

Yes, the interstate road trip was a pleasure…

Fortunately, the journey was short and we arrived at nine o'clock.

Teacher Weng, who was familiar with the road, took everyone outside the building to get the numbers first. It was a dignified and beautiful place, which was worse than the roadside stalls, but the business was so good, there were so many people and there was a long queue.

Teacher Weng asked Yu Xinting to line up first, and then he ran back and forth and looked at it again: "There are only forty or fifty people, hurry up, wait a moment...have everything been taken out?"

Yu Xinting touched her pocket again and confirmed: "There is nothing left."

Kong Chenhe, who was helping to get the bag, said: "I'll wait for you downstairs."

Teacher Weng said: "Don't be anxious, just give it some time... just a little bit. Don't be nervous. It doesn't matter who Vo is or what his expression is. It doesn't matter. Just keep smiling."

Yu Xinting nodded and smiled. After practicing, it didn't feel natural.

Yang Jingxing suggested: "I want to order something delicious and fun, grilled fish, ribs, sausages, Supreme Treasure Tang Bohu Wei Xiaobao."

Yu Xinting giggled.

Teacher Weng said seriously: "You have to concentrate, answer whatever you are asked by VO, and don't worry about whether others pass or not..."

In front of Yu Xinting was a pair of middle-aged people, probably a couple in their forties. The woman looked back at the group behind her and smiled at Teacher Weng: "Sending your children to study abroad?"

Teacher Weng hesitated and nodded.

The middle-aged woman was surprised and admired: "Sending him there at such a young age, do you have relatives there?"

Teacher Weng, let’s have sex.

The middle-aged woman continued enthusiastically: "Otherwise, I wouldn't worry... It's all for the sake of the children. In fact, how can I be a parent? My son hasn't been back for two years, and I really can't wait any longer."

Teacher Weng couldn't bear it anymore: "The students in the school... their parents are not around, let me help."

The other party understood, was a little embarrassed, and instead praised the teacher for being responsible.

Yang Jingxing was more embarrassed than the person who made the mistake, and Yu Xinting said: "It's not that Mr. Weng is mature, you look too young."

Looking at the smiles of Kong Chenhe and Zhang Chujia, the middle-aged man boldly guessed: "Graduated from high school?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes, high school graduate."

The middle-aged woman continued to be surprised: "I thought she would be cute after graduating from junior high school."

Zhang Chujia suppressed her smile, and Yu Xinting did not explain herself, as if she had been misunderstood...

Finally got the admission ticket, and it was almost time. When I entered the building, I didn't even bother to look at the mall. Zhang Chujia gave Yu Xinting the folder to hold, because it could be sent outside the elevator.

There were a lot of people, so Teacher Weng gave her final instructions: "Don't be in a hurry when you go up. Pay attention to the staff. Just go there if they tell you to go there..."

"I'll wait for you over there. If you're not here, just go and park the car..." Kong Chenhe was a little anxious: "My o2 depends on you."

Yang Jingxing asked: "What should I do?"

Kong Chenhe now sneered at Yang Jingxing and only cared about Yu Xinting: "Hurry up, here we go, get your things!"

A large group of people crowded into the elevator. Yu Xinting did not receive the preferential treatment that a beautiful woman should have, but she was able to finally look outside at the door.

Yang Jingxing praised: "Smart, the last in, the first out."

Yu Xinting's smile is very low.

After the elevator door closed, Yang Jingxing asked: "Teacher Weng, can we find a place to sit for a while?"

Teacher Weng nodded: "Okay, it will take an hour or two anyway."

Yang Jingxing first called Qi Qingnuo: "Have you met yet... What's there to eat... She just came in, let's find a place to wait... You guys have some fun first and wait for my call..."

I randomly found a so-called coffee shop nearby that was obviously not up to the level of a musical artist, and passed the time by having a cup of tea or coffee that cost more than ten yuan per person.

As we chatted, Teacher Weng became happy. Look, geniuses are different from ordinary students. It is really gratifying how much Yang Jingxing attaches importance to music history.

Why do humans study history? Therefore, musicians must also learn music history well. Many students today think that learning music history means memorizing a few names and rankings, just like primary and secondary school students.

Teacher Weng had to lament that the gap with advanced countries is still relatively large... It is even more difficult for Yu Xinting to gain a foothold in New Zealand.

It was only half past ten, and Kong Chenhe couldn't sit still anymore. He had to wait for Yu Xinting, regardless of Teacher Weng's rich experience.

Without students, Yang Jingxing could not be regarded as a pure student. Teacher Weng and Teacher Zhang slowly began to discuss the working environment. Teacher Weng is a senior. Although he is not very satisfied with some of the school's systems and practices, he thinks that Puyin is generally very good.

Not bad, there are very few so-called shady inside stories. Think about your alma mater...

At eleven o'clock, Yang Jingxing couldn't sit still anymore, but he didn't grab Teacher Weng when he paid the bill, so he didn't dare to grab it hard.

Kong Chenhe, who was waiting, observed: "Everyone who went up with her has come down."

Yang Jingxing was suspicious: "Are you afraid that you'll be invited to dinner and run away?"

Kong Chenhe was angry: "Impossible!"

Teacher Weng led the teacher to calm down and watch the elevator go up and down. After waiting for another half an hour, the descending elevator opened its door again. Yu Xinting finally appeared, standing on the outside on the left, holding a folder in one hand and holding it in the other.

A piece of yellow paper is circled, and the expression on his face is still a little wary and curious about being in a new environment.

Teacher Weng smiled: "I passed it, I got it!"

The people coming out of the elevator were obviously some happy and some sad. Teacher Weng reached out to get Yu Xinting's receipt to check: "Okay, let's wait for notification... How are you, vo?"

Yu Xinting nodded and smiled: "Okay."

Teacher Weng gave the receipt to Zhang Chujia for review, and then asked: "Is it male or female?"

Yu Xinting said: "The man can speak Mandarin well."

Teacher Weng was concerned to the end: "Why did you ask?"

Yu Xinting smiled brightly: "I said hello first, and then he asked me if I could sing, and I said no. Then he asked me if I like hot pot, and I said yes..."

Yang Jingxing said proudly: "I'll just say it, I thought of it together."

Yu Xinting chuckled and her voice rose: "He asked me to name two pianists, and I wanted to name two pianists, so I named Claiborne and Honowitz, and he said in English. In fact, I

I would say that I forgot about it at the time.”

Teacher Weng nodded: "You should speak English, Vladimir Horowitz."

Yu Xinting giggled, feeling embarrassed: "He also said that he met one more person... read my name..."

Yang Jingxing was jealous: "I should go up too."

Zhang Chujia and Kong Chenhe laughed, and Teacher Weng also found it funny: "They are not bad...not tired this morning."

Yu Xinting hadn't finished speaking yet: "He asked me when the concert would be held. I said not yet and that I still had to study. He said that he should study hard and make progress every day. That's what he said."

Several of the companions laughed, and Teacher Weng was thankful that Yu Xinting was lucky.

They all called to spread the good news. Yang Jingxing called Qi Qingnuo, Yu Xinting called her parents, Kong Chenhe called An Xin, Zhang Chujia called Li Yingzhen... Teacher Weng called his colleagues and conveyed their concerns and wishes to Yu Xinting.

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I happily returned to school to find a place to eat. The restaurant suggested by Teacher Weng obviously did not want the students to spend too much money. Kong Chenhe obviously wanted to have a good meal and reminded Yang Jingxing to keep driving forward. Of course Yang Jingxing listened to the teacher.

Before entering the restaurant, Yu Xinting worried about Yang Jingxing: "They must have been waiting for a long time."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "As promised, it's okay."

It was a simple meal, but the teachers and students were very happy to eat it. In front of Yu Xinting, Teacher Weng still encouraged most of them: "It doesn't matter whether you have a prize or not. Many people who have won prizes will not get the opportunity to cooperate with New Zealand. In this regard, you
To be continued...