On Sunday morning, Yang Jingxing still went to pick up Tao Meng on time. But after waiting at the gate for a quarter of an hour, I saw Tao Meng come out with her father and grandmother. Tao Meng's father seems to be a filial son, holding his mother's hand. Tao Meng followed behind her grandmother, and there was no fake dimple on her face.

Yang Jingxing got out of the car and walked to the door to greet him, with a smile on his face: "Grandma is good, uncle is good." ”

Grandma Tao Meng was slightly happy: "Xiao Yang, it's so early, have you had breakfast?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I've eaten it." ”

Tao Meng's father looked at Yang Jingxing from a distance of one or two meters, and the sparse hair on the top of his head shivered in the cold wind. Probably because he was not dressed thick enough, his eyes were also affected by the ambient temperature and were cold.

Tao Meng took two more steps, got closer to Yang Jingxing, turned sideways slightly, and faced Yang Jingxing while taking care of his father and grandmother. She glanced at Yang Jingxing, then at her father, and then stopped at the monitor in the guard room opposite.

After more than ten seconds, Tao Meng's father and daughter didn't speak, and the old man opened his mouth to care: "Why do you only wear such a little, it's cold." ”

Yang Jingxing said: "I have thermal underwear, and I am in good health. ”

The old man asked again, "Where do you want to play with Mengmeng?"

Yang Jingxing replied: "We are going to KTV to sing." ”

"Just the two of you?" Tao Meng's father finally spoke, but his tone was also frozen by the cold wind.

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Hmm." ”

Tao Meng's father glanced at Tao Meng, and then said to Yang Jingxing: "We have something to do today, Tao Meng is not going." ”

Yang Jingxing was not surprised, and nodded: "Oh." ”

Tao Meng looked at his father and hummed, but he didn't make a coquettish expression or action.

Yang Jingxing said: "Then I'll go first, grandma will see you again, and uncle will see you again." He glanced at Tao Meng again before turning around.

Before Yang Jingxing got into the car, Tao Meng's father said to her, "Go home." ”

Tao Meng didn't move, looking at Yang Jingxing's back and watching him get into the car. The front of the car was facing away from this direction, and it soon started on the road.

Tao Meng's grandmother pulled her granddaughter's arm: "Mengmeng, go home." ”

Tao Meng turned around and walked away quickly, not waiting for his father and grandmother to be together. At this time, the father showed his majesty, and roared in a low voice: "Stand still! ”

Grandma took the initiative to hold her granddaughter's hand and comforted: "It's okay, you can go next time." ”

The son is against his mother: "There is no next time!"

Tao Meng's jaw trembled for a long time, and at this time the tears finally fell. When grandma was in a hurry: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's okay...... You let her go!"

When the father's jaw trembled, he hadn't seen his daughter cry for a long time, and he was so angry that he raised his voice violently: "No, it's not negotiable!"

Crying all the way home, Tao Meng flew into his room. Grandma knocked on the door for a long time before entering, and sat on the edge of the bed to wipe her granddaughter's tears: "Don't cry, good, your father is not in a good mood, don't blame him." ”

Tao Meng cried, and her shoulders began to shake.

When grandma is in a hurry: "Don't cry, be good, I'll accompany you when the holiday comes." ”

"I'm not going!" Tao Meng roared, and tears flew out.

Grandma comforted: "Your father is not at ease, and people in society are complicated...... You shouldn't lie to your dad either. ”

Tao Meng looked at her grandmother and cried: "I hate it so much...... He ...... look in his eyes."

When the grandmother said, "Then you can call and explain to Xiao Yang." ”

"I don't!" Tao Meng said louder, "He can do whatever he wants!"

When the grandmother asked again: "Is Xiao Yang pursuing you?"

Tao Meng cried even more sadly, and had to wipe her tears with the back of her hand. When she was a grandmother, she said: "Don't blame your father, there are many sons and brothers in the old Pu Haihai, there are many white parties, and they look white and clean, and they specialize in deceiving rich ladies......"

Tao Meng pleaded: "Don't say it!"

Grandma explained: "I'm not talking about Xiao Yang, your father doesn't know him, so the first time we meet, I may not have much affection, take your time." ”

Tao Meng pounded the bed: "I don't, I don't!"

"I'll go and tell your father, don't cry......" The old man comforted and went out.

After about ten minutes, the mother and son returned to Tao Meng's room together and found that she was still wiping her tears. Tao Meng's father sat next to his daughter, and his voice was softer: "First of all, you shouldn't lie to us that there are many people. You're not at home every weekend now, and you say it's with your friends every time, isn't it Yang Jingxing? We've talked about this kind of thing, why are you being dishonest and telling me?"

Tao Meng was still angry: "It's nothing, I don't need to tell you!"

Tao Meng's father said: "Whether it's an ordinary friend or this person, at least we should know that we are not at home all day, we are not worried? I don't say what kind of person this Yang Jingxing must be, even if he is a musician, but if you want to be friends with him, I need to understand the situation! In fact, what kind of musician is it? The most unsettling thing is that those literary and artistic young fake artists are gang fraud, and they cheat everything! What is your relationship?"

"It's okay!" Tao Meng didn't use his strength, afraid of startling his grandmother who wiped her tears.

When the father was also annoyed: "Since it doesn't matter what you cry about, then don't meet in the future!"

"If you don't see it, you don't see it. Tao Meng seems to be dead.

When grandma's advice: "Say it well, say it well!"

Tao Meng's father was gentle again: "If you think I have a bad attitude towards your friend and hurt your face, call him to apologize." ”

"I don't. Tao Meng looked very resolute.

When the father was too lazy to give up, he said, "Then don't cry, get ready, let's go back to Songjiang." ”

It's really hard to be a grandmother, and she says, "I'm going to fight?"

"No!" Tao Meng stretched out his hand and grabbed the phone from the table.

Grandma said, "I came all the way early in the morning, and I went back like that......"

"Leave him alone!" It seems that Tao Meng is on his father's side.

After Yang Jingxing returned to school, he went to 402, and after struggling for two hours, he called Yu Xinting to pick her up for lunch together. Yu Xinting wondered: "Why did you come back so early?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's time for the exam, I'll go back and get your clothes first." ”

Waiting for Yang Jingxing to go home and pick up the clothes, he went to wait for Yu Xinting, and was discovered by Jiajia's parents, and went downstairs to invite him to dinner, Jiajia's mother said: "Teacher Yu said that you want to come over, I cooked a lot of rice." ”

Yang Jingxing blamed: "She said I can eat it?"

Jiajia's father laughed: "No, no, you are such a big person...... Let's go up, if we don't go, we won't let Teacher Yu come down. ”

Yang Jingxing is better than obeying his fate, and after going upstairs and entering the house, Yu Xinting and Jiajia welcomed him together, Jiajia is still very cute: "Brother is good." ”

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Jiajia is good, she has grown taller!"

Yu Xinting was embarrassed: "Jiajia won't let me go." ”

Yang Jingxing said again: "Xie Lu Xie Jiajia." Asked Yu Xinting: "Did you tell An Xin?"

Yu Xinting nodded: "I've called." ”

Although it is a small house of more than 100 square meters, it is exquisitely decorated and feels very homely. There is a home theater in the living room, looking at the position of several speakers and the player materials, Jiajia's father should be an audiophile. There were two CD cabinets on either side of the player, estimated to contain four or five hundred discs.

Jiajia's father asked Yang Jingxing to sit and poured him tea. Jiajia's mother went into the kitchen to get busy, saying that the meal would be ready soon.

Before Yang Jingxing asked, Jiajia's father couldn't help it: "I'm ugly." Carefully took down a few CDs from the shelf and showed them to Yang Jingxing, and introduced: "They were all brought from abroad by friends." ”

Yang Jingxing looked at it and said, "I've heard of this, but our school doesn't have it." ”

Jiajia's father was surprised: "You haven't heard of it?"

Yang Jingxing smiled and said his own situation, although he has listened to countless CDs or MP3s so far, but the best equipment he has used is the small speaker at home, and he has never seen any precious original CDs.

Jiajia's father was happy, and he estimated that he was more expert in this area, so he introduced it to Yang Jingxing. He knew everything about the recording of those CDs, not only the orchestra and the conductor, but also the recording studio or concert hall of that company, and even the principal clarinet and trumpet.

Yang Jingxing is like a layman, listening to Jiajia's father, he is like a few treasures. After some spittle, Jiajia's father put the CD into the player and asked Yang Jingxing to sit in the most ideal position.

This is Beethoven's No. 3 Symphony with the Vienna Philharmonic conducted by Furtwängler, and it was recorded in 1944, but there must have been something unique about Jiajia's father's willingness to use it to show off his equipment.

Jiajia's father is not only easy to collect, but also seems to know a lot about technical things, so he told Yang Jingxing about how this recording version was transcribed by that company and how excellent it was.

Yu Xinting and Jiajia also sat down, Jiajia's father glanced at the kitchen door, went to close the floor-to-ceiling curtains, and then sat on the sofa next to Yang Jingxing before starting to play.

After the sound began to vibrate, Yang Jingxing put the teacup on the coffee table lightly, and then sat comfortably and listened quietly.

Jiajia's father does have the capital to show off, and his player material is really first-class. Yang Jingxing sat there, and he felt that he was sitting in a concert hall that was so quiet that there was only one audience member, and the orchestra on the stage played quite neatly, quite Beethoven. The sound is so loud and clear that you can even hear which instrument is in which direction!

Yang Jingxing's ears are particularly picky and keen, he has heard many versions of Beethoven, but this one is by far the best. In contrast to the more and more commercialized performances of these great music by orchestras today, Furtwängler in his time made Beethoven's characteristics particularly authentic. And the audio equipment here is not comparable to the school's headphones and small speakers at home, which can make Yang Jingxing listen to many details that he couldn't pursue before.

The Third Symphony is very long, second only to the Ninth Symphony. After listening to the first movement, Jiajia's mother stood softly beside her and did not speak.

Yang Jingxing glanced at it and said, "Let's eat first...... I salute the Master across time and space. After saying that, he really stood up and applauded.

Jiajia's father joined in the fun, clapping and saying, "I also think that Furtwängler is the best Beethoven." ”

Meal, so hearty, five dishes and two soups. Jiajia's father said that he didn't drink, and Yang Jingxing said that he didn't have this hobby. After eating two bites, Yang Jingxing became intimate with joy: "Big brother, I think my sister-in-law's cooking skills are better than your music appreciation." ”

Jiajia's mother smiled: "It's commonplace, eat casually, I don't have time to prepare." ”

Yu Xinting said: "I also think it is very delicious. ”

Yang Jingxing said: "I still want to pretend to be Sven, but my true face has been exposed." "He really finished a bowl very quickly, and then insisted on serving the meal himself.

Seeing Yang Jingxing eating, Jiajia's father was embarrassed to talk to him, for fear of delaying him. Waiting for Yang Jingxing to come back and sit down after dinner, Jiajia's father seized the opportunity: "Teacher Yu said that you signed a contract with Hongxing Company, and there is a singer?"

Yang Jingxing nodded and smiled: "Yes...... It's embarrassing for me to ask this. ”

Jiajia's father said: "This is a good thing, Jiajia also learned a song of yours called "Girl"...... May I ask you why you don't specialize in acting?"

Yang Jingxing looked at each other, stopped his chopsticks, and said: "I have a delusion, that is, I think that one day, we can have the opportunity to enjoy our own music like Furtwängler and Beethoven, we can praise our own singers like Maria Kelly, and we can be infatuated with our own band like U2...... It's not something that one person can do. ”

Jiajia's father looked at Yang Jingxing, as if frightened by his great idea, and then stood up: "I'll go get the wine." ”

A very ordinary bottle of wine was taken out, and Jiajia's father was not modest, and his wife had already prepared the cup. After the wine was full, Jiajia's father raised his glass: "Just for your ideals, I want to toast you." ”

Yang Jingxing smiled: "For my sister-in-law's cooking skills, I will toast you." ”

Jiajia's father was arrogant, half of the cups were half dried in one sip, and then he grinned and hurriedly ate the vegetables, and said: "I used to listen to the Yellow River...... It's not that I don't support folk music, it's really ...... We were a Japanese, and he and I could talk to him, but he liked to talk to me about the Tokyo Philharmonic and he couldn't stop talking to Seiji Ozawa, so I could only talk to him about Karajan. ”

Jiajia's mother smiled: "You can talk to him about Yang Jingxing in the future." ”

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Then you will be defeated more completely." ”

Jiajia's father said: "If nothing else, I think it's good to have this idea...... I didn't understand it very much, I now support you 10,000, be a man, have no regrets, you must not give up!"

Yang Jingxing raised his glass again: "Don't give up!"

Jiajia's father gritted his teeth and also accompanied Yang Jingxing to have a deep relationship. Jiajia's mother hurriedly took a bowl of soup, and when she saw that Yu Xinting was also busy, she gave her to her husband. Yu Xinting carefully filled Yang Jingxing with her favorite hoof flower soup for one night, and said, "You have to drive later." ”

Yang Jingxing said: "It doesn't matter, so many CDs haven't been listened to yet." ”

Jiajia's father said, "Yes, continue after eating!"

After a glass of wine, Jiajia's father's face turned red, and Yang Jingxing stopped drinking with him. But Jiajia's father himself was interested, and he was full of it, and then he drank it. The last one drank three glasses, and Jiajia's mother put away the bottle when she saw that the situation was wrong.

After eating, Yu Xinting helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks. Yang Jingxing and Jiajia's father went on to see Furtwängler and Beethoven. Jiajia's father was a little drunk, but his mind was still clear, and he could still talk about his thoughts and feelings about music. Yang Jingxing also has his own understanding, which is obviously more in-depth than Jiajia's father.

Jiajia's father really likes to communicate with professionals, and the two listened and chatted, and after listening to the third symphony, they listened to the fifth, and then listened to the sixth, and the interest was getting better and better.