Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 155 152. Goddess' spare tire, subordinate of the leader

"Morning sister Xuan."

"Hey, where's Brother An?"

Xu Hongxin, who was taking care of the flowers and plants with a watering can by the window, heard the door knock and saw Chen Xuan walking in by himself.

He thought Li An was off again today.

Now the whole Yudong is saying that Li An can come and go whenever he wants, and even the few people in the West Office who know the inside story can't help but wonder if Li An has some special deal with Qin Yong.

Just as Chen Xuan was about to explain, he heard the movement of scales in the corridor.

Suddenly everyone understood.

people come.

Did not come to the office, went directly to practice piano.

The whole morning passed quickly. At noon, Chen Xuan went to the Academic Affairs Office to heat up the rice in the microwave and sent it to classroom 4.

The two chatted for a while while eating, and after eating, she put away the lunch boxes they had used and left voluntarily.

"come on."

The concerto is not easy to practice. She knows that in addition to practicing the individual parts, the existence of the band must also be considered.

It is no exaggeration to say that when practicing in private, you need to make up the sound of a band in your mind.

How to make up your mind.

Look at the score, listen more and memorize more, and then gradually form the band accompaniment in your mind.

Each of these steps takes time.

After getting along these days, she thinks that she understands the other party's behavior style.

Be principled and have a plan.

But if Li An didn't practice to his own satisfaction before the registration deadline, she was sure that the other party would definitely apply for the high school competition in the end.

She hoped that Ang Lee would participate in the youth competition, as she said, Ang Lee should go to a bigger stage to be seen by others.

She can also feel that Ang Lee himself also wants to participate in the youth group competition.

Doesn't such an investment of sleepless nights and food not explain the problem?

So until the registration deadline, all she can do is do everything possible to save time for the other party.

Come on.

Chen Xuan returned to the office and continued to sort out this week's class records.

Since the club class started this semester, she has no time to practice the flute in the afternoon.

She didn't realize it herself.

At 02:30, a group of people in the west office embarked on a trip to the club class on the last day of this week.

In classroom four, Mozart's wild dance was practiced for them.

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A week passed by.

Friday, April 10.

There are six days left before the registration deadline for the No.18 Xinghai Cup National Piano Competition.

There are still two days before the opening of Double Eleven.
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Rongcheng, which is approaching November, already has a hint of late autumn.

With a cooling forecast, the weather seemed to cool down overnight.

"Summer is finally over."

Li An stood by the bedroom window and muttered to himself.

It was already 7 o'clock in the morning, and it was still gray outside the window.

Chen Xuan rubbed her eyes and sat up, and said dissatisfiedly: "You are always rolled up at night, and my legs are exposed."

Huh?
Is there such a thing?
Ang Li turned around: "Wake me up."

"I can't wake up even if I push it."

Chen Xuan reluctantly took out a rubber band from under the pillow to tie up her hair behind her, got out of bed with a sigh of relief, and walked towards the bathroom.

Li An giggled and followed, and hugged each other from behind, like a crab walking upright, clinging to Chen Xuan and moving forward.

Looking at the positions of the two on the piano, Bawan may have drawn another big question mark in his heart.
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"Call me in this case in the future, and I will definitely wake up."

Spitting out the mouthwash, Li An looked at Chen Xuan in the mirror and said.

He's been really tired for the past week.

Every day after going to bed, he fell asleep. If Chen Xuan hadn't told him, he wouldn't know what happened after he fell asleep yesterday.

Due to the small size of the bed, it was too crowded to put two quilts, so the two of them only covered one quilt, which was the summer quilt that Chen Xuan brought over.

It is estimated that after this drop in temperature, the weather will not be hot anymore.

During breakfast, the two of them decided to buy a bigger winter quilt on Double 11 this year.

Chen Xuan: "Do you really have nothing to buy?"

Ang Lee: "That's all."

He plans to buy two books and a pair of shoes.

Chen Xuan: "Don't you want to buy some winter clothes?"

There are enough clothes in Li An's closet for the winter, but they are all from the original owner. "Let's see," he said, tearing up the mustard bag, pouring all the mustard cores and soup into a small dish, Chen Xuan loves mustard.

"Eat quickly," he said.

Chen Xuan hummed, picked up a piece of mustard greens and fed it to her mouth, then took a bite of steamed buns.

During the chewing process, the left cheek bulges and bulges, which is really cute.

"This steamed bun is really good. I will buy it next time I get out of Lishan Elementary School."

"Okay, buy it if you like it."

Li An also took a bite of the steamed bun in his hand. The eating habit in his hometown is to eat pancakes. Before he met Chen Xuan, he never ate steamed buns.

After eating for a month, he seems to be used to it.

"Eat slowly, take some porridge and send it off."
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Friday is the regular meeting of the main campus.

Qin Yong drove to Guangyuan Campus early in the morning. Today he is the protagonist of the meeting.

Seeing November, the preparations for the teaching team of the Blue Sky Art High School Entrance Examination are coming to an end, and the next stage is the formal establishment.

Throughout September and October, Qin Yong's work focused on this matter.

Art college entrance examination training institutions are everywhere now, but there is not one art college entrance examination in the whole city of Rongcheng.

The news from the Education Bureau is that next year, the aesthetic education and art examination plan of Guangda High School in Rongcheng will be single-entry.

For example, the best high school in Guangyuan District - Rongda High School.

If you want to be admitted as an art student, you have to take the self-proposed exam.

This is true from music literacy to the main professional examination, which is a bit like the art test of the high school entrance examination version.

Once the policy is in place, the next step is to get a plan.

At the meeting, Qin Yong's plan basically revolved around two points, internal and external.

It includes the purchase of courses and the compilation of teaching materials.

The other is publicity and enrollment.

There are two new teaching components.

The east side is located in Guangyuan Campus, and the west side is located in Yudong Campus.

Teacher resources are shared between the two groups, with one person in charge for each subject.

Considering that next year will be the first year and there is no prospectus for admissions, Qin Yong temporarily decided to set up six western musical instruments subjects of piano, violin, trumpet, flute, clarinet, and trombone, and four subjects of erhu, guzheng, pipa, bamboo flute, and Zhongruan. Folk music subject.

A total of ten categories of subjects will be officially established in mid-November, and the first batch of student enrollment will be officially completed before the end of the year.

After Qin Yong's speech, the group of bigwigs passed the plan after talking with each other, and no one raised any objections.

For one thing, the creation of subjects in the art high school entrance examination is the general trend, and everyone present here understands that no one wants to be left behind.

Although the four campuses are independent of each other in terms of profitability, Blue Sky must speak out in this matter.

Secondly, everyone knew that the old headmaster was behind this incident. Since the old headmaster called Qin Yong to take the lead, they just cooperated.

In the final analysis, they are all working for others. What the boss says, the people below them will do.

After the meeting, the person in charge of the marketing department told Qin Yong that Yale was also working on this matter.

Qin Yong was not surprised by this. With Hu Mingzhi's style, he might have to set up a separate campus to do this.

But so what, he was not sure about following up in the two schools in Meizhuang, but he was not afraid of teaching content.

Moreover, in the matter of holding art examinations, the final competition is social resources.

The old headmaster had already let go last night: "Just go ahead and do it boldly."
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It takes confidence to be bold and let go.

Qin Yong has an old principal.

Ang Lee is only careful.

It's been a week.

He felt that he was serving Mozart as a backup every day this week.

No metaphor could have been more apt.

Every note Mozart left between the lines of the score looks so simple, yes, he has already taken all the content of the score for the first movement.

But he thinks that what he plays is just notes.

It's obviously just a line of simple notes, but he sees every bar as a password.

Where is the mystery?
How to read it.

The whole process is like the daily chat between a spare tire and a goddess.

Chen Xuan said he was too nervous.

maybe.

During this period of time, he not only practiced, but also checked a lot of information about this work.

Combined with the analysis of the period and the background culture at that time, this work not only belongs to the history of the concerto, but also the history of the symphony, and even the history of the opera. Just like in the wedding of Figaro, we have entered a place where opera and chamber music meet. world.

Mozart Piano Concerto in D minor, K.466.

It is simply a myth of sound composition.

When he hadn't played this work before, he didn't feel that this work was so good just relying on his ears.

Now that he played it, especially after gaining a deeper understanding, he can only say that the more he understands, the more he realizes that he doesn't understand.

Sitting in front of the piano at the moment, Li An seemed to be kneeling, flipping through the sheet music in his hand page by page, on which he had written all kinds of marks with a pencil.

It seems that this kind of behavior has established an intimate connection between him and the music score, but in fact, only a one-and-a-half dollar squeegee can make him struggle naked between the music scores.

But it doesn't sound too bad, right?
The recording of his performance half an hour ago is playing in his ear.

When the piano stops playing, he can be heard humming a piece of music from the band.

After a long time, he turned off the recording, thinking that it was time to look for the band score.

Now the piano part of the first movement in his mind is saturated, and he can be more proficient technically, but he needs to think from a different angle in terms of music.

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted his thoughts.

After hanging up the phone, he went to Qin Yong's office.
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"So when the time comes, I just need to follow this teaching plan to attend classes?"

In Qin Yong's office, Li An flipped through the piano lesson plan in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Who did this?"

"Evaluation evaluation?"

Qin Yong said he was going to throw cigarettes over, but Li An quickly waved his hands, "Stop smoking, my nose hurts."

He flipped through it for a while, and said sincerely: "You did a good job, and the teaching ideas are very clear. If I did it, I probably wouldn't be able to do it in such detail."

"Which campus teacher?" He asked again.

Qin Yong: "Yu Dong."

Li An was taken aback for a moment, and then realized Qin Yong's smirk.

There is no conductor who can't play the piano.

"Brilliant."

Li An gave a thumbs up. He thought that he would be responsible for the piano teaching plan, but he was worried about being busy during the end of the year. Now it's better.

Then Qin Yong pulled out another stack of folders from the drawer and threw them in front of him.

Li Ang picked it up and flipped through it, and called it a good guy, the conductor is really omnipotent.

Clarinet, flute, trumpet, and violin. Depending on the situation, Qin Yong took care of the teaching plans for each subject by himself.

"It's amazing~"

Qin Yong couldn't appreciate such flattery at all, and then briefly talked about the content of the morning meeting.

As a small soldier, Li An just obeyed the work assigned by the leader, and he just went to work when the shift started, and he didn't want to take care of other things because it wasn't his turn.

However, he still has to care about the candidate for the person in charge of the flute.

He recommended Chen Xuan.

Then Qin Yong readily agreed.

This promise is not even a favor.

Everyone is not a fool, the whole blue sky, can you find another flute teacher who can play better than Chen Xuan?

However, in view of the nature of this course, Li An still added one more sentence: "I will discuss with her how to take this class later."

Good blowing does not mean good teaching. Even though Chen Xuan's teaching level has been greatly improved after the teacher's skills assessment, Qin Yong is still somewhat worried.

If Yudong had another flute teacher with rich teaching experience and similar performance level, he might not choose Chen Xuan.

Seeing that Li An took the initiative to raise this question at this moment, Qin Yong felt very relieved: "You have to learn from the little Chen."

"Principal Qin is right."

The two smiled tacitly.

"Hey, Brother Yong, there are a few children who want to apply for the Xinghai Cup piano competition, it's no problem."

"It's a good thing, what's the problem, no problem."

Li An nodded. He also felt that there was no problem, but the unit he used to work ordered teachers not to organize children to participate in such social competitions without permission.

It can be said that he has been poisoned by the leaders who have bubbles in his head. He asked more questions. On the other hand, after the regulations of this competition came out, even the Rongcheng Piano Official Account pushed the news. When Qin Yong participated in the piano group teaching seminar last week, The word is not mentioned.

There was something in it that he didn't understand.

Another reason why Qin Yong despises the Xinghai Cup Piano Competition is his butt problem. As a graduate of another higher music school that is comparable to Huaguo Academy, he has never had a problem with the competitions hosted by Huaguo Academy. Good impression.

Coupled with what I have heard and seen over the years of working in Yanjing, the black-box operation of this competition is too powerful.

So at that time, he didn't recommend Ang Lee to participate, and he also ordered him.

But the attitude of the other party's feedback doesn't seem to care.

Then he had nothing to say.

As for organizing children to participate in the competition, he agrees. In any case, the platform set up by the Xinghai Cup still has specifications, and children who have the conditions should experience it.
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"Let's go, Brother Yong, you are busy."

Seeing that nothing happened, Li An left, before he left, Qin Yong wanted to stop him and talk about another matter.

Regarding the recruitment of new piano teachers.

After Tian Yu left, there was already a piano teacher missing. Li An will be in charge of art students in the high school entrance examination, so a new piano teacher has to fill the position.

The first thing he thought about this was not Huang Juan but Li An, but after thinking about it, he decided to let Huang Juan know first.

"Hey."

"Director Dong, we're going to recruit a piano teacher next month,"
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Li An called Wei Sanwan at noon, and then made another special trip during the lunch break.

When he came back, he had an extra copy of k466's band score in his bag.

(End of this chapter)