At half past eleven, the scorching sun was already in the sky. As the bell rang for the end of the exam, the parents outside the school gate cheered up, and Yang Jingxing also got out of the car and waited.

More than a quarter of an hour later, Liu Miao and Xia Xue came out with smiles, and they were also greeted with smiles.

Yang Jingxing thanked: "Thank you for your hard work, hard work, get in the car quickly."

Liu Miao was in a good mood: "I'll sit in front."

Jiang Wenlan asked Yang Jingxing to stop turning on the air conditioner.

In line with the principle of putting it down and looking forward after it is over, we didn’t discuss it too much. We just talked about the composition. The title was "Walking in Disappearance", and they are worthy of being good friends. Liu Miao and Xia Xue both have the same intention, which is about the past.

Memories will not really fade away, bit by bit will still be good memories and even spiritual wealth in future life.

Yang Jingxing was impressed: "...I never thought that the teacher would give me high marks."

Xia Xue was quite relaxed and modest: "But my ending was not very good. I felt like there was a sentence on my lips, but I just couldn't get it out."

Liu Miao said: "The childhood I wrote about may be a bit childish."

Xia Xue said: "But your writing is not childish."

Yang Jingxing said: "Have a good rest at noon. Will I pick you up at two o'clock in the afternoon?"

Jiang Wenlan said: "It's too early. It's appropriate to get to school at 2:15 or 2:30 and get ready."

On the way, Xia Xue received a call from her teacher. Her status and words should make the teacher feel at ease.

After sending the candidates home, Yang Jingxing went to pick up his mother and then his father, and the family had lunch.

Yang Chengyi was also concerned about Liu Miao and Xiaxue, "...what school are you planning to apply for?"

Yang Jingxing said: "We won't know until the scores come out."

Yang Chengyi sneered seriously: "Your service is attentive enough."

After dinner, Yang Jingxing went home and called Qi Qingnuo.

Qi Qingnuo was first concerned: "Is it effective to accompany you during the exam?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's just my thoughts. I can't help, but I'm in good condition. Did you have any ideas before?"

Qi Qingnuo said: "One thing... I have also solicited some opinions in the past two days. Many people feel that they should not rely too much on "This Is Us"... I am not prejudiced against you. Lao He also said the same. It is indeed difficult to surpass."

Yang Jingxing was no longer modest: "I was a little impulsive at the time and didn't think too much about it."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "Are you also impulsive?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It is a common thing, but there is nothing that cannot be surpassed. There are various forms..."

Qi Qingnuo said: "I think so too. The problem is our formal style, how should we go about it?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I think today's version is not bad. It doesn't need to be so detailed and clear. The audience is more receptive now."

Qi Qingnuo said seriously: "It's not just you, we don't have that strong adaptability."

In fact, this issue was briefly discussed several times two days ago, but now that we are facing the enthusiasm and pressure of the audience, we should think about it carefully. Qi Qingnuo knows a lot about the audience or fans, and knowing the style and positioning of an artist is something that must be done carefully.

.

Today's discussion on the phone was relatively long, lasting nearly an hour. Of course, the discussion became more and more open. The group leader and consultants reached a broad consensus, because the route 306 is about to take is also extensive. Vocal and instrumental music will not be given up, and even

There will be rock and roll, but every piece of work must be refined.

Yang Jingxing said seriously: "Believe in yourself, and also believe in them. I still hope you will be happier."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled: "Maybe I can't afford to lose."

Yang Jingxing's philosophy: "It depends on how you think about winning or losing. I think your opponent is yourself. There is no winning or losing, only whether you are happy or not."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled: "I'm happy now."

Yang Jingxing said: "After we talked the night before yesterday, I wanted to write a rock song. How is yours?"

Qi Qingnuo said: "I haven't had time, I have to wait until the music festival is over... Don't say it, it will make the pressure even greater!"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I want you to sing."

Qi Qingnuo said: "No, Nian Qing, I am only suitable for petty bourgeoisie."

Yang Jingxing said: "Okay, if the group doesn't like it, you can play by yourself."

Qi Qingnuo laughed: "I have some say now... I told Director Wu today to postpone the photo shoot. She said it was the leader's intention. It's best to take the photo first and see the effect. If you don't like it, I'll wait for you to come back and retake it. I'll go tomorrow.

, I haven’t even thought about it yet.”

Yang Jingxing said: "We can only study and explore slowly. You go and take a nap."

Qi Qingnuo said: "Okay, call me if you need anything."

When the time came, Yang Jingxing went to pick up the college entrance examination students.

After the afternoon math test, both Liu Miao and Xia Xue complained. Liu Miao didn't write the last two big questions, and Xia Xue also knew that she must have done something wrong.

Yang Jingxing taught him a lesson: "You still want to get perfect scores? Mathematics is my strong point, but you will be better than me tomorrow."

Xia Xue said to her mother: "I want to go for a walk and go home after dinner is ready."

Liu Miao supported: "Going to the reservoir, the city is so boring and noisy!"

Both mothers agreed, and Yang Jingxing couldn't say no.

After going to the reservoir for a brief leisurely walk, Yang Jingxing sent the two girls home.

On the 8th, Yang Jingxing continued to serve the college entrance examination all day long. Although he spent a lot of time remotely understanding the situation of 306's promotional photos, nothing went wrong. He was just a little tired chatting with Liu Chiwei, and at around four o'clock, Xia Yizhen

Also arrived.

Men, when it comes to careers, Liu Chiwei and Xia Yizhen don't look down on young people much, and they also know that although they are top performers, they are also weak at others. Indeed, they have either written a few songs or become famous artists. They are famous in Jiuchun

What does it count? Whoever gets into a fight on the street today and gets a little blood will be famous tomorrow.

After the bell rang at five o'clock in the afternoon, there was a lot of excitement, and parents were finally able to enter the school. At this time, no one seemed to be worried about grades anymore, and everyone was smiling.

Although he was greeted by his parents with smiling faces, Liu Miao jogged for a few steps and suddenly jumped on Yang Jingxing, looking like he was going to fight to the death with a bright face.

Fortunately, Yang Jingxing had quick eyesight and quick hands, and caught Liu Miao's shoulder, blocking her offensive, but she was slightly hit on the chest.

After being pushed to a suitable distance by Yang Jingxing, Liu Miao struggled to grab and hold his arm. Yang Jingxing simply grabbed Liu Miao's upper arm and lifted her up, spun her half a foot off the ground, and placed her on the arm.

In front of He Yu and Liu Chiwei.

Everyone laughed, but Liu Miao frowned: "It hurts... just grab Xuexue!"

As soon as Yang Jingxing stretched out his hand, Xia Xue raised her forearm and fist to her chest, clamping her armpits to cooperate. After being lifted by Yang Jingxing and placed in front of her parents, Xia Xue did not cry out in pain and said business: "Class starts at seven o'clock

meeting."

Yang Jingxing's car couldn't accommodate the two families, so he ignored them and left first, but promised to pick up the two girls later and bring them to school for a class meeting, which was a graduation celebration.

At half past six, Yang Jingxing picked up two beautiful girls at Xia Xue's house. But they refused to get in the car right away, so Yang Jingxing went down to enjoy them all.

Both girls were wearing the dress that Yang Jingxing bought. Although there were no pointy high heels, the shallow leather shoes had a more girlish feel. They were also wearing black stockings. Xia Xue's hair was not completely dry yet, and Liu Miao was still wearing it.

Checking your eyebrows.

Yang Jingxing sighed: "I have been waiting for now for so many days."

Liu Miao swayed and posed, and asked: "Isn't sex sexy?"

Xia Xue was worried: "Someone must have said it."

Yang Jingxing said: "Not necessarily. High school boys are shy and don't dare to praise real beauties when they see them."

Liu Miao was anxious: "Where is the camera?"

Yang Jingxing said: "In the car."

Liu Miao impatiently went to take it out and asked, "Did you get a new one?"

Yang Jingxing took over and explained: "I didn't bring mine back, I borrowed it from my dad."

Xia Xue looked at it: "Is it a SLR?"

Liu Miao was disgusted: "I don't want this. It's too big and inconvenient."

Find a background and angle to record the colors of the sunset shining on the faces of the two girls. Finally, Liu Miao invited the convenience store salesperson to act as a photographer and take some photos of the three of them.

The salesperson was very surprised: "You are Yang Jingxing! Do you know Peng Qiang? His father works for your father, and his mother is friends with mine."

Liu Miao ignored this and grabbed Yang Jingxing: "Hold hands! Put them in your trouser pockets, hold hands, hurry up!"

Xia Xue didn't hesitate for too long, followed Liu Miao's example, and took Yang Jingxing's arm that was inserted into his trouser pocket.

Liu Miao was very dissatisfied: "Fuck, like me!"

Xia Xue was too lazy to listen to the verbosity, so she took half a step closer, tilted her head towards Yang Jingxing's shoulder, and smiled sweeter than Liu Miao.

The faces of the three people were all bright and almost completely symmetrical. The photographer clicked the shutter several times.

Liu Miao stretched out her hand harder: "Hug!"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Let's go, we're late."

Liu Miao stamped her feet: "Yes, otherwise I... won't fill in the application form!"
To be continued...