It’s so funny, has He Peiyuan ever been afraid: “You tell me.”

Yang Jingxing had a general opinion: "It's better to have a beautiful girlfriend. Having this is good, and having one is good for a hundred things."

He Peiyuan took the next step, straightened the hem of her skirt, and then questioned: "Where is the best place?"

"Improve the quality of life in all aspects, and more importantly, the mood level." Yang Jingxing came again: "Life is a curve of ups and downs, affected by various factors, study, work, family, friends... However, these factors are relatively one-sided. It’s different with a beautiful girlfriend. She will gain points in all aspects and her curves will be greatly improved as a whole..."

Oh, man. Under He Peiyuan's increasingly patient and skillful guidance, Yang Jingxing finally told the truth. During the "Along with You" incident, just because He Peiyuan was a beautiful woman, her simple words of encouragement and comfort had a miraculous effect.

After gently searching out the true thoughts of the scoundrel, He Peiyuan turned her back mercilessly and fiercely criticized the wrong idea of ​​judging people by their appearance. Can't a family be happy without a beautiful wife? A career cannot be achieved without a good-looking wife Has it been successful? Can’t those hearts of gold become the spiritual support of men? Do women lose their value when they grow old? What nonsense is this?

His girlfriend was serious. Yang Jingxing apologized quickly and immediately corrected his absurdity and reflected from the depths of his soul...

It's not that simple. He Peiyuan also wants to ask, how many points did your life lose when you broke up with Tao Meng? Did the negative infinity become so dark that the sky is dark? What followed was a series.

Yang Jingxing didn't realize his mistake at all and actually said that if Yuanyuan wasn't so beautiful, he would probably feel differently now.

This is really unreasonable. He Peiyuan, wearing a simple Tsing Yi, waving a round fan, taught the scoundrel a good lesson and a big lesson. After finally moving to the piano room, the girl was still not relieved: "This is your biggest shortcoming. If you think about it carefully, would you have done so many wrong things if there were no such ideological root problems?"

Yang Jingxing could hardly bear it anymore: "It's not necessarily the root problem...it could also be that Yuanyuan happens to be so beautiful.

Breeding these thoughts? If you are ordinary, I might think that ordinary is true."

"Blame me?" He Peiyuan persisted and was stunned: "Then should I think that a man must be rich and talented to be happy? If one day you go bankrupt and your talents are exhausted, I will no longer be happy!?"

When Yang Jingxing said this, his soul was really touched, and he deeply hugged his girlfriend and apologized.

Okay, let’s start the challenge. It’s getting late, so He Peiyuan didn’t care about past grudges: “What do you want from me?”

Yang Jingxing, who had experienced the baptism of his soul, had no idea what to do: "... Just don't keep a straight face. In fact, that's fine. But I don't mean that Yuanyuan looks good with a straight face. I'm not that superficial."

He Peiyuan couldn't help laughing.

Yang Jingxing didn't dare to look directly and shook his head: "It doesn't look good, it doesn't increase my happiness at all..."

He couldn't keep arguing in the piano room. Yang Jingxing finally sat down in front of the piano and became serious. He Peiyuan should have experience in showing beauty, but maybe because she didn't want the composer to have an extreme understanding of "beautiful", this girl didn't show off.

A shape or something, but an impatient expression and posture.

The composer is still working hard, observing the girl, lowering his head to meditate, then staring at his girlfriend, and then touching the keys...

What kind of bullshit genius? He didn't have any inspiration for more than half a minute. He Peiyuan was greatly disappointed: "Forget it, I'm not challenging and I can't inspire you." She gave up and sat down.

The reputation of the famous young composer is not all watery, Yang Jingxing continued to observe.

He Peiyuan glanced and put up a fan to cover her face.

Yang Jingxing raised his right hand and lowered it, and the notes sounded. Oh, it was still coherent and lasting. It sounded brisk and jumping, then seemed to become a little anxious, and then softened again.

This first inspiration must have nearly thirty notes, and it lasted seven or eight seconds, which was not too shabby. He Peiyuan was already looking at the scoundrel, and after making eye contact, the girl hummed, indicating that she heard clearly.

Yang Jingxing boasted: "How is it? It's cute and playful, even though it's a bit impatient."

He Peiyuan looked like she was thinking. She opened and closed her mouth slightly to warm up, and then thought about it: "Of course this is simple, but it has no depth at all."

"How deep?" Yang Jingxing suddenly thought: "As a pretty girl, my reflection on the vulgar value of beauty should be considered profound, right? Just repeat what you just taught me."

He Peiyuan didn’t even bother to show her depth: “Think for yourself.”

Yang Jingxing began to think: "Reflection on beauty starts with the appearance, and then how to create conflicts and deal with their relationship... No, we have to solve the problem of beauty first, otherwise there will be no object of reflection?"

It sounded like that. He Peiyuan seemed to have begun to think about the problem: "... What you said before was transformation, not reflection."

Yang Jingxing was simply excited: "Wouldn't it be more profound to reflect after the change?"

It seemed to make sense, He Peiyuan reminded again: "Then you said you should bury the clues first and then fully express it... To get that feeling... should you start with the clues first?"

Yang Jingxing nodded repeatedly and gave a thumbs up: "That's so right."

He Peiyuan actually didn’t know: “What clue?”

Yang Jingxing also dared to look down on the girl: "Of course it's a clue to beauty."

He Peiyuan’s discussion of pure art does not involve personal honor or disgrace: “Does that mean breaking down a theme? Let’s start with the theme.”

"Are you kidding!" Yang Jingxing expressed the anger of a famous composer: "Is there only one kind of beauty in Yuanyuan? Of course it is a combination of many beautiful themes. Take it apart? You can't think of it."

He Peiyuan blinked, obviously aggrieved.

Yang Jingxing stared at the model.

The model was a bit dedicated. Even though she felt aggrieved, she insisted on looking at the composer and keeping her figure.

Yang Jingxing was really disgusted. He stared at the model and stroked his thighs with his hands back and forth. After several rounds, he finally raised his forearms, this time with both hands down, but his movements were very slow and cautious, and his eyes were fixed on the keyboard.

The long melody is accompanied by deep chords, and He Peiyuan is also staring at the keyboard.

The second inspiration took almost twice as long as the first one, and it was a completely different musical image. After the composer finished playing, he felt even more smug: "That's right? Doesn't it sound very pitiful?"

He Peiyuan raised her gaze from the piano keys to the rogue's eyes, and nodded hesitantly: "It seems so."

Yang Jingxing played it again, this time not looking at the keyboard but at his girlfriend,

He Peiyuan's eyes did not leave her boyfriend's face, but after listening to it, she was still not sure: "...Then your topic is so long, how do you integrate it later?"

"Refine and summarize." Yang Jingxing's experience is: "There is always a way. Creation is not that simple, let alone challenging Yuanyuan."

He Peiyuan rolled her eyes and reminded: "Don't you write it down?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I remember, I won't forget."

He Peiyuan is a conscientious creative processor: "I must write it down and get the computer!"

Yang Jingxing was not in the habit of experimenting and creating on the keyboard. The computer was placed on the small table on the other side. The girl actually moved the small table with it. Yang Jingxing quickly reached out to help.

He Peiyuan is very strong. After putting down the table, she still dragged it to adjust it, and finally pressed the power button. Did she consume a little more dinner by moving like this? This girl became beaming.

The composer, who was observing the model, also laughed.

Thinking that the composer needed a smile now, the model's smile widened and turned into a grin.

Yang Jingxing has not given up yet: "Can a beautiful girlfriend increase happiness?"

Creation is the most important thing. At the critical moment, He Peiyuan did not dare to fall out. Her beautiful smile continued and seemed to become sweeter, but she could not say anything against her will, so she remained silent.

Yang Jingxing pushed forward and stretched out his hand: "A hug."

He Peiyuan, dressed in Tsing Yi, sat on the composer's lap, hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear: "Husband... Actually, I also kind of love your talent."

"Gentle beauty." Yang Jingxing was able to capture it well, "One more sentence."

He Peiyuan really had no experience as a music model. She got stuck and said a very ordinary sentence: "I love you." Her voice was so gentle.

Yang Jingxing really didn't think it was enough: "One more sentence."

"Husband..." He Peiyuan used titles and pauses to buy time, but this time it was too grandiose: "I want to be with you forever."

Yang Jingxing thought: "This is a disgusting beauty."

He Peiyuan knocked the composer on the back with her fist.

Yang Jingxing is really mean: "This is gentleness, let me see."

The girl raised her fists and looked shy...
Chapter completed!