Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 161 158. A Teacher's Three-Second Romance

Ang Lee told Che Lin in a detailed language description that we can actually avoid some unnecessary wrist movements when playing the piano.

While explaining and demonstrating, he played the legato C major scale twice in a row, and then asked Che Lin if it sounded different.

Che Lin said no.

Then he asked if there seemed to be any difference.

"Have."

Che Lin could see clearly that the teacher's hand movement seemed easier during the second run.

Ease means ease.

Ang Lee emphasized again that we need to reserve enough power for the wrist.

"Come and try, medium speed is fine."

Li An stepped aside.

Classmate Xiao Che put on the piano and played the three-octave C major scale twice at a medium speed.

The first time the wrist was moving seemed a little unnatural, and it would be difficult to change the habit at first, Ang Lee understands this.

The second time, Che Lin's wrist movements seemed a little lighter during her running.

After Che Lin finished playing for the third time, Li An silently gave a thumbs up in his heart.

This is talent, Xiaobei's wrist problem has been adjusted for nearly two months.

Then Li An asked Che Lin about the wrist teaching session when she was studying with Tian Yu.

After some communication, he became more clear about Che Lin's wrist problem.

In fact, it is somewhat inaccurate to describe practical problems.

There is no real problem with Che Lin's current wrist skills, but her playing ideology is a bit blocked.

Too dogmatic.

For example, Tian Yu asked her to keep her wrist absolutely level and stable when playing fast legato, and not to shake up and down.

This view is entirely correct, but the isolation only emphasizes the relative independent movement of the wrists.

In the actual performance, the movement of the wrist is not a simple movement of a certain technique, but more of a comprehensive use of wrist movements.

Among the many works that Che Lin will perform in the future, she is bound to choose different wrist techniques according to various playing methods and various sound-type combinations according to local conditions.

Therefore, in the current stage of practice and learning, she must establish the concept of leaving power for the wrist.

"Probably because you can't eat too much?"

Li An wasn't sure if his example was appropriate enough, it seemed inaccurate, but the child laughed.

The classroom atmosphere relaxes.

After laughing with the child for a while, Li An slowly gave the core summary of this teaching session: "In short."

"You have to remember that the less redundant movements we have in playing the piano, the less chance we have of making mistakes."

Che Lin showed her little canine teeth: "Teacher, I will remember."

ok.

"I'll give you 10 minutes, start from the first quarter, and practice again. When practicing, you have to think about which movements you usually have that are superfluous and those that can be avoided."

The piano sounded again in the classroom, Li An went back to the office to refill his teacup, and then returned to the classroom, he sat next to the piano and watched Che Lin practice quietly.

Whenever he sees a problem, he doesn't talk about it first, to see if Che Lin can realize it by himself.

In the blink of an eye, 10 minutes passed, and he seemed like a superfluous existence.

"Hey—yes, that's it, come back—and send it off."

Can't help it.

Teacher Li An put down the water glass and stood up, waving his arms along with the light melody.

In this class, you have to find a job yourself.
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In a blink of an eye, it was time for get out of class to end, Che Lin put away the music score on the music stand, accompanied by Li An, and went to the elevator door.

In addition to the Mozart Sonata, which is the main competition today, she also reviewed an etude, the third of 849.

At first, she didn't know why the teacher asked her to go back and play this etude again, but after watching the teacher's left hand demonstration, she understood that she hadn't practiced these etudes to the requirements.

There is a little reconciled in my heart.

"Teacher, when can I start practicing original speed?"

"When you grow so tall."

Li An whispered to Jia Lu who was talking to his parents not far away, and Xiao Che also looked over, then raised his hand and placed it on top of his head.

Comparing with Teacher Jia, "~".

Then I heard from the side, "Have you finished your homework this week?
She twisted her neck and was still looking in Jia Lu's direction, her voice was emotionless: "It's finished."

"outstanding."

When the elevator stopped on the ninth floor, Che Lin turned her head and stepped in two steps. There were two shaking sounds from the small schoolbag behind her.

Turning around, "Goodbye, teacher."

Li An waved: "See you next week, practice a round of repertoire well, and remember to ask your father to call me when you get back."
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Since Chen Xuan didn't sleep well last night, Chen Xuan chose to sleep for a while after lunch.

"Call me at one fifty."

So the desk in classroom [-] was divided into two halves, one half belonged to her, and the other half belonged to Li An.

One sleeps, and the other writes a growth file.

After writing about Che Lin and Wang Xiaohu, he started writing about Xiaobei.

He wrote a lot about Xiaobei today, and he wrote a full half page just for the teaching part.

In addition to the teaching content, he also wrote some reflections on today's teaching in it.

Xiaobei's performance today exceeded his previous teaching cognition.

He read it from the beginning before writing, and carefully read the content of Xiaobei's growth file that he filled out after each class.

Through these tangible written records, he discovered that there was a narrow side to his individual teaching views.

In the records, he found that there is no problem with the teaching ideas and problem-solving methods provided for Xiaobei, but his evaluation of the content that children will improve after solving a series of problems is biased. .

Just like today, after Xiaobei passed the study of Hanon, 599 and Bach's elementary piano textbook after the summer vacation, it brought him a surprise beyond his expectations.

He was really surprised.

However, this is only the symptom of the problem.

The question raised is-

A child's talent is certainly important in the process of learning the piano, but as a teacher, should he avoid bundling the child's talent with the growth expectations of the child to some extent?

Maybe some children are slow in mental development. Can the teacher give more attention and guidance to those children who don't seem to be very smart?

Change the teaching idea of ​​the general direction according to the situation.

Perhaps surprises and surprises are just the next level?

Xiaobei's progress today can be said to be satisfactory.

On the one hand, this is due to the seriousness and hard work of the child himself, and on the other hand, it has to be said that his teaching plan is successful.

But to tell Li An the truth, he can only say that Xiaobei and him are lucky.

According to the schedule, he didn't know which day Xiaobei would suddenly have a class.

So in order to let Xiaobei master more piano knowledge before this day comes, he will not let Xiaobei play any technical etudes after this book 599 is over.

He feels that even if Xiaobei only needs to practice 599 and Hanon in a solid manner, it will basically be enough for most occasions in the future.

He never considered what surprise changes Xiaobei would have in the process, it was nothing more than further refining the basic skills of fingers and wrists.

If according to his previous thinking, after Xiaobei finished playing these two books, he would no longer conduct targeted technical training, but instead learn some popular things, then Xiaobei might really only be able to stay at the level of 599 for the rest of his life. stage.

But now he would think, even if Xiaobei finished playing these two books without any surprises, if she continues to study, she can continue to practice Czerny 849, To practice some sonatas and Bach pieces, maybe someday.

Perhaps one day a surprise will fall from the sky.

In the past, Ang Lee may not have believed it, because a child's talent determines where he/she can go.

But after this morning, he felt that he should reflect on it.

Or maybe.

Perhaps a child with poor talent needs a lot of objective conditions and external factors to achieve a little "breaking the wall". The reason why children are children is that their growth and learning process needs the escort of parents and teachers.

So in this link, at least as a teacher, let’s not talk about doing more, can you open your mind a little more.

After writing Xiaobei's growth file, Li An roughly flipped through the key courses in it from the beginning to the end.

The afternoon sun fell through the window between his sometimes stretched and sometimes furrowed brows, while Chen Xuan beside him was sleeping soundly.

Growth file.

Recording the growth of children is not recording the bits and pieces of the teacher's teaching ideas.

The last of my three self-examinations in the day is my reflection on what I teach as a teacher.

He felt that he had also made progress today.

Perhaps in today's materialistic world, such gains are insignificant.

But engaging in piano education also has its own unique romance.

At least at this moment, there is only room for one student and one teacher in front of the three-foot piano platform.

Li An would not, nor would he want to think about the difference between the three hundred and one classes and the one hundred and one classes at this moment.

After a long time, he put down the growth file in his hand.

Looking at the sunlight outside the window, his whole body felt smooth, and he felt a warm feeling in his heart.

Progress is always a joy.

"Well."

Teacher Chen woke up rubbing his eyes.

"What time is it?" asked confusedly.

Only then did Li An remember that Chen Xuan had class at 02:30, he picked up the phone and said "I'm X", then got up and urged, "Hurry up, it's [-]:[-], I forgot about it .”

Chen Xuan's eyes widened in shock and her eyes were a little hazy, she didn't care about complaining, she stood up and supported the table to wake up for a while, then turned around and was about to go back to the classroom.

"Hey, hey, come back and wipe the drool off your face."

Chen Xuan turned around and took the wet wipe from Li An, and after touching her face back and forth, she finally regained consciousness.

While stroking his hair hastily, he quickly asked Li An: "Is the hair messy, is this okay?"

"no problem!"

After getting a reassuring answer, Chen Xuan rushed to the door in four steps, and then rushed out.

Hearing the class started next door, Li An collapsed on the chair with a whoosh.

Wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It's messed up.

Many children always imagine the life of a music teacher as mysterious and colorful, but this is the truest appearance of your teacher's real life.
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A moment later, Li An was about to practice the piano, and when he was clearing up the table, his eyes fell on the pen that had been lost for three weeks again, and he couldn't help feeling amused.

Che Lin said: Wang Xiaohu said this is my pen.

At this time, Li An recalled the process of losing the pen that day.

In the noon class that day, he sent Che Lin back. When he was teaching Liu Fengrui, he found that the pen was gone.

Thinking about it now, I really overlooked a key person, Wang Xiaohu was in the classroom at that time.

The incident is clear, but there are many problems inside.

What kind of brain circuit is this Wang Xiaohu.

Even if he thought the money belonged to Che Lin, why didn't he mention it in the previous few sections.

Even if the two of you didn't attend class before and after the class, then you will always remember to bring the pen to class, but you don't know how to take out the pen to the teacher, and then explain that it's over.

Huh?
A strange expression appeared on Li An's face for a moment, his eyes narrowed as if he was doing some brainstorming.

its not right.

This Wang Xiaohu has a problem.

Several scenes flashed in his mind, and he caught something.

Thinking about Wang Xiaohu's various weird performances after the concert, he seemed to have a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

Could it be that the chicken feather shape and the smell of perfume that day were aimed at Che Lin?

ha?
The more I think about it, the more clear it becomes.

I came so early this morning, and I was sitting downstairs blah blah, what do you mean, waiting for Che Lin?
Li An was sure that Wang Xiaohu didn't know the class order, Wang Xiaohu only knew that Che Lin would come to class today.

That would explain it.

His eyes returned to the pen in front of him.

The kid knows how to make a fuss with my pen and create opportunities for myself.

Li An was not sure that his guess was wrong.

He was thinking about how he would deal with Wang Xiaohu's first love affair if it was what he thought.

Logically speaking, children in the sixth grade have basically entered puberty, and some sprouting is understandable.

But having said that.

Do you want to tell Xu Li?

He rubbed his chin, waiting until next week to find out if things were as he thought.

After tidying up his desk, he sat back in front of the piano and started today's practice.

His plan today is to bid farewell to the series of the complete three movements of the sonata, after Wei Sanwan and Chen Xuan's "one level and one full" enlightenment, and then the conversation with Qin Yong that day broadened his horizons.

Practicing farewell again, he already has more thinking angles.

A dominant seventh chord can emit new brilliance.

Time flies to get off work.

"Bye-Bye."

"Bye-Bye."

"See you tomorrow."

Downstairs in Yudong, Li An and Chen Xuan separated from the people in the west office.

Originally, the two of them wanted to eat quick-frozen dumplings according to the plan, but when passing by Harmony Square, Chen Xuan insisted on buying a seasoning called Angelica dahurica.

"What do you mean?" Li An was a little scared.

Chen Xuan happily said, "I'll cook meat for you tonight."

Lines of bullet screens floated in front of Li An's eyes.

'I just bought my pork belly the day before yesterday.'

"Chen Xuan is floating. She even dared to think about roasting meat. I can no longer encourage her every day. I would rather have tired ears than make my stomach suffer."

Make up your mind, "Great."

He was happily dragged by Chen Xuan to the mall.
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An hour later, smelling the smell of roasted meat coming from the kitchen, Li An's stomach growled extremely loudly.

'Burn faster burn faster. '

He was leaning against the window with a book of adolescent psychology in his hand, and he had only borrowed a few books from the library last time.

Actually used it.

The reason why he borrowed this book was as a teaching material, wondering if he could find ideas for writing from the perspective of the psychological characteristics of young people.

In the end, I found that the steps were really a bit big.

So the book was thrown into the bedroom to eat ashes.

Taking advantage of Chen Xuan's busy work just now, he dug out the book.

"What are you looking at?"

Chen Xuan walked over while wiping her hands. Her work was done, and the rest was just to stare at the pot.

As she spoke, she leaned closer, looked at the headline on the page and read: "Several Cases of Teenagers' Puppy Love Psychology."

"Ms. Li started to study this kind of problem?"

Li An smiled, closed the book and sighed: "You said the child is really proud now."

Then he told Chen Xuan about Wang Xiaohu.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xuan's first reaction was: "Wang Xiaohu has good eyesight, Che Lin must be beautiful when she grows up."

Li An rolled his eyes: "What are you talking about, two children, is it appropriate for you to say that?"

Chen Xuan disdainfully said: "What did I say wrong? Wang Xiaohu has a good eye. Che Lin must be a little beauty when she grows up. If you don't believe me, wait and see, and how to avoid this kind of thing is human nature. Parents need to guide her correctly. .”

"Or did you never like any female student in your class in elementary school?"

Li An was taken aback, why did he get involved again.

But speaking of which, when Li An was in the fifth grade of elementary school, he really secretly liked the monitor of their class.

"That's it." Chen Xuan suddenly became interested in Li An's elementary school monitor again, "Do you still keep in touch now? Do you have any photos for me to see?"

Li An shook his head, suddenly it seemed like it happened in his previous life.

Then he said angrily: "I didn't say a few words when I was in school."

"Hahahahahaha—what a miserable little boy."

Li An also felt that he was a bit miserable. Compared with Wang Xiaohu, he felt that he was inferior when he was in elementary school.

"Hurry up, burn your meat, I won't eat it if it's burnt."

"Hmph, who do you look down upon?"
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Before going to bed at night, the two of them were browsing Taobao with each other's mobile phones. It will be Double Eleven next week, and Chen Xuan's shopping cart has more things.

In Li An's shopping cart, apart from those few items, there was an extra big item.

He is currently browsing in Zhou Moufu's flagship store.

Next Saturday, November 11th, Chen Xuan will officially turn 9.

This time is really not the birthday in the story, so the gift can no longer be something like lipstick.

It is really difficult for men to give gifts to girlfriends. Only men understand how difficult it is. If you think it is right, please deduct 1.

For Ang Lee, what is even more rare is that Alto landed on Friday, November 11th, Chen Xuan's birthday is on November 8th, and on November 11th he will take a few children to record the preliminaries.

So here comes the question, on which day will the master class appear.

"Come and see, does this coat look good?"

Li An sighed and crossed out the page and stretched his head over. After seeing that the coat in the picture was for men, he first looked at the price sensitively.

Double 11 also costs 2400! !
This style definitely didn't look like what Chen Xuan showed her dad.

"It doesn't look good."

Li An said out of conscience.

But Chen Xuan looked at the coat, then at Li An, "Stand up."

Ang Lee: "It's cold outside the bed."

Chen Xuan: "Stop~"

Li An had no choice but to stand up.

After making such a comparison, Chen Xuan immediately added the coat in front of her to the shopping cart with one click.

"go to bed!"

What could Li An say, he turned off the light and lay down on the bed, his right hand was hugged by Chen Xuan, looking at the dark ceiling, he could only say that life treats me well.
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The peaceful week is in the midst of a super-successful burnt meat, a perfect past of pain and happiness.

However, the next week is not destined to be peaceful.

(End of this chapter)