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Chapter 850 Art(2/2)

As an undergraduate student in the Department of Music Education, Kong Chenhe certainly has the right to speak, but she does not agree with the concept of scientific research. If you don't understand avant-garde music, it is the same as if you don't understand the latest research results in physics and mathematics. It is not a work.

It's not good, but your appreciation ability is too poor... This is just a hooliganism.

Yu Xinting also tried to participate: "The art exhibition prepared by Ai Ziran is somewhat close to this proposition. She feels that love is also an art, that is, it is an upward pursuit after the human desire is satisfied. Like other art forms,

It is subjective, can only be appreciated, and is a language of life..." She said it with an artistic attitude, but her eyebrows flickered a little.

Kong Chenhe was obviously surprised, and Yang Jingxing was also impressed. He maintained his art on the music strings: "Interesting, that is to say, she thinks there is no love without sex?"

Yu Xinting shook her head: "No, what she means is that there is no love in primitive society. Love is produced in the process of human reproduction and is not innate."

Le Xian laughed: "A man and a woman produce offspring. After one child is born, there is no love. After two children are born, there is no love. After the third child is born, I feel that I should pursue something in the spiritual world, and there is love... I am full.

,Ha ha."

This was too unartistic. Yu Xinting couldn't stand it anymore and seemed embarrassed. Kong Chenhe stopped participating at all and lowered his head to drink coffee.

Yang Jingxing became shamelessly interested: "I must meet Ai Ziran."

Yu Xinting explained: "Actually, I don't agree with her... Her works are not like that, they are all very abstract, and she is actually very conservative, not like that."

Le Xian laughed: "This can represent a large number of artists..." It seems a bit ironic.

Yang Jingxing suggested: "Let's eat our fill first, you are also tired after a long day..."

After drinking coffee, they went to eat. Yu Xinting also knew that the restaurant Le Xian was talking about was only more than a kilometer away. Yang Jingxing and Kong Chenhe both wanted to walk there to see the scenery.

It was almost six o'clock local time, the sun had already disappeared, and Manhattan felt like the lights were coming on. Yang Jingxing asked the three women to go ahead. He wanted to make a phone call, and he was rich. This international roaming was not a worry at all, and he didn't even know how to borrow Yu Xin.

Ting's.

When the call was connected, Tao Meng's voice was clearer: "Hello."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Is school over? I'm here and I'm shopping in Manhattan."

Tao Meng said softly: "I have a discussion class tonight and I'm still at school."

Yang Jingxing admired him: "You work so hard, can you come here tomorrow?"

Tao Meng said gently: "Okay, if everything goes well, we will leave at noon and arrive at about five or six o'clock. Auntie doesn't want my brother to fly."

Yang Jingxing said: "Thank you for your hard work... If it's inconvenient tomorrow night, call me the day after tomorrow. I'm very close to your hotel. It only takes a few minutes to walk."

Tao Meng said: "You know...who are you with?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Yu Xinting and her friend, Le Xian, the four of us are going to have dinner. Have you eaten?"

"Eat." Tao Meng asked, "Have you met the commander?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Not yet, I'll see you during the day tomorrow."

Tao Meng: "Okay...I'm here. I'll call you if I have time."

Yang Jingxing said: "Okay, bye."

Tao Meng thought of something again: "When will you return to the hotel in the evening?"

Yang Jingxing said, "I don't know. Is something wrong?"

Tao Meng said decisively: "I have something else to tell you. Give me a call when you get back to the hotel."

Yang Jing's behavior was difficult: "Maybe it will be late to go back. We will go to Yu Xinting's residence later and have a chat... Is it convenient to talk now?"

"It's okay." Tao Meng hesitated for a moment: "...You chat with grandma, let alone talking about being friends with Qi Qingnuo. Grandma is from the older generation and doesn't understand us very well, because Saturday is more important to you, but

If your girlfriend doesn't come, grandma might think it's not good for us to meet like this, although it's okay."

Yang Jingxing thought for a long time and said, "If grandma asks, I don't want to lie to her."

"I won't ask." Tao Meng seemed a little annoyed.

Yang Jingxing thought: "Otherwise, I will never see grandma again."

Tao Meng was silent for a moment and asked: "Did grandma treat you badly? She had no choice at the time, and she didn't want to..."

"No!" Yang Jingxing quickly said: "Okay, I'll be careful. Grandma probably won't ask these things. I'm overthinking it."

Tao Meng probably thought about it for a moment and then hummed.

Yang Jingxing said: "That's it, I'm dead."

Tao Meng said calmly: "Hang up, be careful at night."
Chapter completed!
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