beauty winner

When we got to the piano room, we stopped making trouble, and it was getting late.Two stools are placed side by side in front of the music stand, and He Peiyuan's stool is a little shorter.But the piano bench was wide enough, so Yang Jingxing simply sat his girlfriend next to him.For the sake of art, next to each other is next to each other, He Peiyuan did not protest.

The score was too thick and too big to support the music stand. Yang Jingxing adjusted it and asked his girlfriend, "Did you preview it?"

He Peiyuan was not very sure about it: "Looked at it a little..." stretched out a hand to help her boyfriend press the score.

When it comes to art, Yang Jingxing is not polite to his girlfriend anymore: "What's going on? Can I have some snacks? Even if it's not your boyfriend's work..."

"You still say?" He Peiyuan didn't want to sit on the piano bench anymore, she was so wronged and delicate: "Do I have time?"

Yang Jingxing thought for a while, but he was obviously wrong but still pretended to be strict: "This is not an excuse, although the boyfriend is the first, although the relationship is the most important, although the main energy should be used to fall in love, but...time Squeeze and squeeze, there are still some."

He Peiyuan loves art: "Then don't meet tomorrow."

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After quarreling first and then taking the initiative to reach a settlement, He Peiyuan really cherishes the time: "Hurry up, what time is it." She opened the sheet music and went to the catalog arrangement instruction page.

Yang Jingxing laughed again: "Is Yuanyuan a performer, a music fan, or a girlfriend now?"

He Peiyuan wondered: "Is there a difference?"

Yang Jingxing said: "There are differences in the expression methods and angles of different objects."

He Peiyuan sat up, looking back and forth between the score and the composer, very serious: "You treat it as someone else's work, you come to appreciate and comment, you can gain a deeper professional perspective, don't care if I understand or not." She said with a modest smile.

"Well, someone else's." Yang Jingxing nodded, ready to enter the role: "Yuanyuan, this work is really amazing, the melody is beautiful, the form is novel, the musical idea is unconventional and the language is full of tension. Especially the third and fourth movements of Sanxian performance... I deduce that the composer must have liked Sanxian very much."

He Peiyuan, who was frowning and struggling to bear it, had to smile, irritatedly: "I think his true love is for Yangqin and Erhu... let's not talk about this, you should be serious!"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Let's talk about the creative background first. In fact, I started preparations at the beginning of last year. I didn't think about any theme at the beginning. I just can't keep idle and write things..."

He Peiyuan was a little surprised: "Are you still free?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Come back and sit here at night, isn't it just idle."

He Peiyuan also laughed, and was very friendly: "It's not a bad thing, it's good to be enriched... And then? What kind of mental journey, be careful."

Yang Jingxing thought for a while: "It can be roughly divided into three stages. The first stage is material preparation. When writing something, you will always express yourself consciously or unconsciously..."

He Peiyuan nodded: "I will never forget it." A purely artistic discussion, even with a bit of musical beauty.

Yang Jingxing: "Single people, in the dead of night, will naturally think of those things unnaturally. I don't have many things worth recalling..."

He Peiyuan wanted to help her boyfriend analyze the creative background, but she seemed very serious: "At the beginning of last year, in January?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Probably."

He Peiyuan recalled: "Julia visited the school, that time. We were at Majestic...by the way, Tong Yichun's concert!"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "It's not that mysterious, and it doesn't necessarily have a specific relationship with the details of life. The general feeling is mostly just an introduction and a little tone. Generally speaking, most of the content of a work is made out of nothing and does not reflect reality at all. "

Although He Peiyuan doesn't compose, she still understands this and nodded: "Then when did you decide to use folk music, and you must never forget it..."

He Peiyuan knew a little about the so-called creation background of the Second Symphony before, and this girl wants to make the timeline clearer now.

Yang Jingxing explained that it was because the response of the first symphony was not bad that he gained some confidence, so he thought about integrating folk music into the second symphony, and then decided to use some ready-made things, not to create the first symphony specifically for the sake of obsession. The second symphony, and the commemorative use of those materials was before the entire Internet boycotted and denounced [-].Including the Sanxian part, Yang Jingxing had already planned it long ago. The most important reason was of course that He Peiyuan was already a very important person to the composer at that time...

In fact, the "Walking with You" incident did not have any impact on the creation of the Second Symphony at the beginning, but what happened at the Fujia BBQ did make the composer make considerable changes to the work.

He Peiyuan was more concerned about the composer's psychological state at the time, and asked who was the first to appease the composer when the slander happened?Do you remember when you said that?He Peiyuan inquired about these purely out of art, not gossiping, let alone spying on her boyfriend's background.

He Peiyuan also asked: "Besides your parents, who do you most hope to be by your side?"

Yang Jingxing didn't seem to have thought about this question: "...What I hope most is that I don't even know about it."

He Peiyuan asked another way: "Three of them, I can only choose one to comfort you, who should I choose?"

Yang Jingxing thought for a while, then smiled: "Can the three of you go together?"

He Peiyuan is going to have a seizure...

Yang Jingxing said solemnly: "I couldn't make such a choice in the state at that time... I didn't expect to be able to get together with Yuanyuan during the period when I broke up with Qi Qingnuo, so I said that the psychological state in that extreme situation It cannot be used as a reference or a standard of measure."

He Peiyuan looked at the composer and thought for a while: "If you could do it all over again, what would you do at noon that day?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I haven't thought about it."

"you think."

Yang Jingxing thought: "...it has nothing to do with the work."

He Peiyuan nodded and promised: "If you say it, you won't say it!"

Yang Jingxing thought about it: "...Let's just leave it that way, I'm very satisfied with the present, and don't want to cause any complications."

He Peiyuan pouted slightly dissatisfied.

"For me, all kinds of regrets at that time were indeed regrets, not only regrets, but also!" Yang Jingxing slapped himself, and then confessed: "But I have it now, and what I should do now is to cherish Yuanyuan, not to think about it. Those regrettable mistakes that cannot be made up."

He Peiyuan looked at the composer: "But you always have regrets in your heart."

"Who doesn't have regrets?" Yang Jingxing said sourly, "Because there are regrets, possessions are more precious."

He Peiyuan seemed to be eating this set, and actually reached out to hug the composer.

But in the piano room, after an artistic hug, He Peiyuan still respected the music: "Let's start."

Yang Jingxing kissed his girlfriend before the official start. He swipe his finger on the first page of music: "The prelude to the strings, there is nothing to say..."

He Peiyuan asked strictly: "Say, why did you write that?"

Yang Jingxing said: "There must always be a beginning, the most common method... If there is a consideration, it is to let the audience get into the mood quickly, and then echo with the folk music later, so as not to be too abrupt and unsuitable."

He Peiyuan looked like a layman: "How to respond?"

Yang Jingxing began to turn the pages, explaining how to establish a foundation in the hearts of the audience in advance...

He Peiyuan broke the casserole and asked, why did she deal with it like this?

The composer patiently explained, either supported by technical theory, experience, or inspiration.There are even tentative things, which can be called innovation.

He Peiyuan raised the bar clearly: "Why would you think of trying this?"

Yang Jingxing had no choice: "Maybe this is called talent."

He Peiyuan rolled her eyes and said...

After all, it was a symphony, and it would take days and nights to analyze word by word like these two people did.Seeing that it was already past nine o'clock, He Peiyuan was impatient, and asked the composer to ignore those excessive common sense things: "...tell me what you think is the most exciting and the most talented."

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "It's the whole book."

He Peiyuan stomped her feet to correct her statement: "The conductor was full of praise and pondered over and over again, like the suona and panxiao part in "Wenmo"."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Let me see, there are too many and it's difficult to choose..."

He Peiyuan didn't believe it, she would definitely not be able to choose a boyfriend, so she leaned slightly to one side, rested her chin on Yang Jingxing's right shoulder, and waited for the joke to start, her smile was ready.

Yang Jingxing looked at his girlfriend, smiled back, and quickly found it: "This time, Yangqin will show up here first..."

He Peiyuan only uttered a weak voice: "Mengmeng..." Her chin was under pressure, her face was slightly raised, and the soft breath was blowing on the composer's cheeks and ears.

Yang Jingxing's face turned cold: "Are we looking at the works or settling old scores?"

He Peiyuan still wanted to ask: "Why is it so exciting to be here?" She shook her chin.

Why is it wonderful?Yang Jingxing analyzed the musical color from the perspective of technical theory, rather than the composer's personal feelings.

He Peiyuan seemed willing to accept it, and wanted to look at the score to listen to appreciation, so she turned her head and leaned her ear on her boyfriend's shoulder.

Yang Jingxing likes to flaunt: "...So changing the theme and motivation will have the same effect, it's just a little selfishness at the time."

"If you changed it, you might not have such a good inspiration." He Peiyuan wanted to verify her point of view: "I still want to read Nuonuo's, Tingting's first."

Yang Jingxing couldn't bear it: "Yuanyuan!"

He Peiyuan pulled away from snuggling, disappointed: "I only cherish the present when I have regrets, and now bother me because of regrets!"

Yang Jingxing conceded defeat: "Speak up, go ahead and talk more."

"Don't talk about it, you just like to hear it, it's a beautiful idea..."

Fortunately, He Peiyuan did not pursue the composer's personal journey all the time, and she also expressed enough patience with those technical theories that she was not familiar with, and even worried about it from the perspective of conductor with quite a musical imagination, or Yang Jingxing himself What would you do if you were a conductor?

Yang Jingxing recounted: "...It would be best if the cello group could rehearse a few more times. If the crescendo effect is not ideal, it will affect the color of the pipa. Also, pay attention to the brass pipes, and the volume of the timbre must be neat."

He Peiyuan worriedly suggested: "Then mark it clearly... write it in detail. Philharmonic brass pipes won't work."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I only tell my girlfriend about such high-end things."

Of course, He Peiyuan knows that composers should not be too self-righteous, but: "...you can't forget the symphony, it's better if you don't want to have the premiere? It's said that there is a big gap between the first symphony and Newell!"

Yang Jingxing said, "You must never say it. If you say it, it means I said it."

He Peiyuan was sad and sulked.

Yang Jingxing comforted: "It will get better and better. The difference is our own band. We have to think about how to make it better and work together."

He Peiyuan nodded again and again: "So it is even more important to correct their shortcomings!"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Pay attention to the method..."

Continue to watch the music and listen to Yang Jingxing's hype, but He Peiyuan is more and more worried about whether the orchestra can perform good works, especially the folk music part. What kind of relationship, He Peiyuan said almost angrily: "...Obviously you are thinking about giving them a chance for them, it must be the head of Wen, who is so polite to you on the surface, but behind his back."

Yang Jingxing explained: "If I were him, I might have some last resort. Yuanyuan, others can say these words..."

"I know!" He Peiyuan was annoyed: "When did I say that before?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I also know, when did I tell you before?"

He Peiyuan hums.

Yang Jingxing also hummed.

He Peiyuan suddenly smiled and looked at her boyfriend: "What do you think of Zhang Lei?" The young man in the main group played the erhu solo.

Yang Jingxing rolled his eyes: "It's not very good."

"why?"

"I don't like the way he looks."

He Peiyuan hummed: "Isn't he handsome?"

"His handsome head."

He Peiyuan whispered old gossip: "Last time I said I was going to hold a concert in San Francisco. Before I left, there was a lot of noise. It was unbelievable. I didn't even have a picture when I came back. I'm ashamed to brag about it. In fact, I just found a few acquaintances. ,it's so funny."

Yang Jingxing has a sense of responsibility: "We haven't done enough work, no one knows the performer when he goes out."

He Peiyuan disdains: "Do you think he is promoting folk music? He is blinded by profit! How many people admit that he is a performer?"

Yang Jingxing was pleased: "I, Yuanyuan, can see people accurately."

He Peiyuan was proud: "So I see that you are a hooligan... I don't know how he feels this time."

Yang Jingxing said, "Not at all."

He Peiyuan was very skeptical: "Not necessarily... If you didn't compose the music, he must be more active than anyone else!"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "What's wrong with me?"

He Peiyuan looked at her boyfriend and felt a sense of justice again: "...you offended him!"

Yang Jingxing remembered: "That's right, this guy still wants to invite Yuanyuan to play together, he wants to die."

He Peiyuan looked at Yang Jingxing, with a half smile but not a smile, she seemed to hold a grudge.

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Don't say it's a disappointment."

He Peiyuan was curious: "Are you jealous of him? Was that intentional?"

Yang Jingxing asked, "Why am I jealous of him?"

"He is more famous than you." He Peiyuan reckoned, "At that time."

Yang Jingxing smiled.

"Then why?" He Peiyuan couldn't figure it out: "You have never been like that. You pretended to be polite, but you actually hit him on purpose."

Yang Jingxing resented: "I couldn't figure it out at the time, why did he invite Yuanyuan to cooperate? I haven't even cooperated before!"

He Peiyuan was really angry: "Does it have something to do with you? Blind man, Tiantian, they have all cooperated with the main group."

Yang Jingxing said simply: "I don't like his looks, so I don't deserve to cooperate with Yuanyuan."

He Peiyuan condemned: "Why are you doing this? Judging people by their appearance!" As she spoke, she grabbed Yang Jingxing's arm and pinched it to vent, and whispered closer: "But this person is disgusting. He even told people in the main group that he is too disgusting. Saying that in the eyes of others, a person like him will not lack a girlfriend, but in fact he will be lonely... vomit!"

Yang Jingxing was about to jump up: "I don't even dare to say such a thing, it's not easy for me, I'm sorry. You still say I'm shameless..."

"Don't compare yourself to that kind of person." He Peiyuan reminded, but she still blamed her boyfriend a little bit: "Since you were in front of them that time, you really disgraced yourself. Later, when you saw us walking around, you didn't say hello to each other."

Yang Jingxing said, "Forget him to be acquainted."

He Peiyuan's chin rested on her boyfriend's broad shoulders unconsciously: "Hey... If Zhang Lei wants to chase Lao Qi, what should you do?"

Yang Jingxing hehehe: "I'll go to the entrance of the main building and laugh three times when he's in the unit."

He Peiyuan turned around and got angry.

Yang Jingxing understood: "You mean now? Of course it's none of my business now...but I also want to watch jokes."

"No chance." He Peiyuan became more loyal again: "It would be nice to have a Prince Charming..."

After chatting, he still wanted to engage in art, He Peiyuan was the one who was active, and even blamed Yang Jingxing for wasting time by rambling.I finally saw Sanxian. Sanxian actually made a brief appearance or played a supporting role in the first and second movements, but it really shined in the third movement.

As soon as Yang Jingxing said it, He Peiyuan asked nonsense again: "How did you think of it?"

"Inspiration." Yang Jingxing was annoyed: "How do you want me to explain inspiration? Why is my girlfriend so good-looking?"

He Peiyuan still cares about work, and asks the composer to elaborate on the detailed requirements of the music, or how the composer thinks it should be performed better.He Peiyuan even wanted to practice with the tune that was embezzled by her boyfriend, but Yang Jingxing didn't support it, saying that it was up to the conductor's request, and also believed that her girlfriend didn't need to prepare much in advance.

He Peiyuan is self-aware: "I haven't played "Empty Mountain" well."

Yang Jing Xingqi: "What else can I do? That's great."

"Not at all." He Peiyuan saw it: "We were all perfunctory...you just said that the blind man and Tiantian are good, and Lao Qi!"

Yang Jingxing was very wronged: "Okay, I will say yes, and I will point out Lingzi and Xiaojie's minor problems... Besides, if I dare to praise you more, I also want to show my face."

He Peiyuan didn't believe it: "Then tell me, how is my degree of completion compared to theirs? What rank is it in the solo?"

After all, it is art. Yang Jingxing stated: "Because you are my girlfriend, I have to be stricter. I used to think that it was done very well, exceeding my expectations. Now, I think there is still a lot of room for improvement. Keep working hard... ..."

If you want to engage in art and quarrel, time will fly by, and it will be almost eleven o'clock in a blink of an eye. He Peiyuan at least understands some key and difficult points of Sanxian, and forget the rest, so as not to preconceive it. After all, she is not the chief. Let alone gossip.He Peiyuan asked Yang Jingxing to sum it up. Compared with the first symphony, since he can play it so well: "...What do you think? How much better?"

Yang Jingxing pretended: "If the first score is six points, the second score is eight points. It is mainly about form and structure, as well as harmony and tonality..."

He Peiyuan made a sad decision again: "You should go to New York."

Yang Jingxing was more conservative: "Without his girlfriend, there are only seven points."

"There's no reason not to go, it just doesn't make sense." He Peiyuan was so embarrassed: "If you think it's me that doesn't allow you to go... as long as you don't lie to me."

Yang Jingxing was simply heavy: "I won't lie to Yuanyuan."

He Peiyuan regretted again: "Actually, I kind of want to see the reaction over there...see if you are bragging."

Yang Jingxing also swayed with his girlfriend: "Then go together."

"No!" He Peiyuan was very firm: "They are going to laugh at me to death... Do you think it is possible during the third symphony?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I'll do my best... the third is ten."

It's getting late and I still sit for a while, He Peiyuan asked not to drink tea, now I can only drink water, preferably honey water, milk and yogurt are also reluctant, but there is nothing at home, let's go buy some tomorrow.

Yang Jingxing's psychological satisfaction didn't matter much, and he hugged his girlfriend for a while before going out, but it didn't get worse, and he even restrained himself a little more than before.He Peiyuan didn't resist too much, anyway, she didn't need to do anything, and there was no real loss, not even skin-to-skin contact.

Today, the car drove downstairs and was discovered by He Peiyuan's parents.He Weidong said that there would be a tug-of-war competition in the factory tomorrow afternoon, and asked his daughter and Yang Jingxing if they were interested in going to see it. It was a professional tug-of-war team, and it was quite fun.

Yang Jingxing listened to his girlfriend: "...do you want to go?"

He Peiyuan hesitated: "Stop practicing driving again?"

Yang Jingxing asked for credit: "What's the rush now? A full-time driver."

He Peiyuan stomped a little: "I don't want you...I'll think about it before making a decision."

The daughter said the second half of the sentence to the above, and He Peiyuan's parents noticed the following. He Weidong repeatedly promised to do it, but his wife couldn't figure it out: "Think about it? Go and go..."

He Weidong invited his wife back to the house: "[-], be careful when you go back."

The two young men stood downstairs for several minutes, discussing things seriously, and had no other ideas. In the end, He Peiyuan decided to accompany her parents to take a look, but Yang Jingxing was not allowed to go.

Yang Jingxing was about to yell: "Uncle He, Yuanyuan won't let me go..."

The sound of beating people will not disturb the people. He Peiyuan let go of the beating. Anyway, I have checked the surroundings and it is safe.

When Yang Jingxing got home, of course he still called.He Peiyuan changed her mind again, and she didn't want to go to her parents' factory anymore. As for why, she couldn't say why, she just didn't want to go.He Peiyuan made a serious decision. She went to practice driving in the morning and met again in the afternoon: "...you can drink if I can drive, isn't it good?"

Yang Jingxing was not happy: "Then you can make an agreement with your father, it's not that I don't want to go..."

"Understood." He Peiyuan's tone was apologetic and gentle: "Are you hungry?"

For these two, the boyfriend should be careful when cooking a bowl of noodles for supper, but he has to take a photo and send it to his girlfriend before eating.