Qidawei also drank too much: "Do you still want to be a junior uncle?"

Yang Jingxing also smiled and explained a few more words, got on the bus from the other side, and let's go.

Qidawei put the key chain in the middle of the seat, lay down half-lying and breathed out the alcohol: "Ran Lei said that she wanted to do some work with her family."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I've always been very attentive."

"I heard Lao Chang say this is a big deal." Qidawei didn't seem to believe it, but he was afraid of what might happen: "We have to prepare for these in advance. Relatives and neighbors in the countryside are also very troublesome. My old mother is alone..."

Yang Jingxing was even more afraid of trouble: "Let them make arrangements by themselves. Sister-in-law Panpan is also more capable."

Qidawei sighed again: "That's fine."

After a moment of silence, Yang Jingxing remembered: "Xu An said that Pu Hai would like to invite you as a guest at the concert."

Qidawi hehehe: "Are you kidding me?"

Yang Jingxing was horrified: "No, he really wants to, but you haven't given anyone face in so many years..."

"Let's talk about it." Qidawei chuckled and looked at the young man: "Nono did things beautifully."

Yang Jingxing nodded.

Qidawei opened his eyes a little wider and said in a louder voice: "I am the father, her mother, and I will not in turn embarrass her!"

Yang Jingxing seemed to hesitate and nodded.

Zidawi had to sit up a little before he could pat the young man's knee. He thought about art again: "How long does it take you to write a symphony?"

How can I say this? The famous composer has to introduce himself: "I only have two pieces. I didn't put a lot of effort into the first one, and the second one is more complicated. Anyway, I just thought about it when I had time. I estimate it took three to four hundred hours."

Qidawei was also engaged in music: "Are there many cases of self-denial?"

"Many, they are all the same." Yang Jingxing also looked down on his elders: "The songs you have written must not only be those released."

Qidawei thought for a moment, then suddenly began to shake his head and curl his lips: "Human, pain is just wanting to be recognized by others."

"Not necessarily." Yang Jingxing really dared to boast: "It may be harder to satisfy yourself."

Qidawei was funny: "We have two strong women in our family."

Yang Jingxing...

It is really difficult to park a car now, and there is no other way. After getting repeated confirmation from the car owner and the shop owner, the driver put the car on the sidewalk in front of the bar. He had to turn it sideways to avoid hitting the blind road, and asked the car owner to leave.

Be careful not to scratch it. Money is precious. A fellow traveler can be cheated out of a bumper shell worth several thousand dollars.

Walking into the bar, Yang Jingxing had not come for some time. He wanted to take a closer look at the changes. It was true that more money had been spent on the stage music equipment, and the tables and chairs had also been replaced. Except for the bartender, the waiters seemed to have new faces.

The person singing on the stage is a girl, in a folk style, I guess. The band is accompanying her, and the bassist is also a woman.
Chapter completed!