Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 197. 194. Two Kinds of Father and Son, Proverbs Under the Starry Sky
"When will you come back this year, has the unit notified you?"

Lao Li held the phone in a very old-fashioned posture, sitting on the sofa and stretching his left leg, looking like a little old man from a distance.

Seeing the end of December, every year when this period comes, Mama An can't help wishing that the time will pass faster, because the Chinese New Year is approaching and her son is going home.

Ever since Li An was admitted to university, he was fine in his freshman and sophomore year, and he could come back twice a year.

But since he was in his junior year, he used to stay near the school to work as an excuse, and he didn't go back to his hometown during the summer vacation.

Counting this year, it has been five years. In these five years, the old couple can only sit and chat with their son face to face every New Year's Eve.

This year, Ang Lee said that he was busy with work and had performances, so he came back on the third day of the Lunar New Year, and then left before the fifteenth day.

As parents, they naturally don't want to delay their son's work because of the bondage of reunion, but it's a lie to say that they don't want to stay with their son for a few more days.

It's the end of the year again, and Mama An heard from a friend in the community that her daughter had already booked a ticket to go home for the New Year, so she thought about calling Li An to ask about the ticket at night.

The phone is on speakerphone, only the whistling sound in it seems to be blowing wind, "I don't know when the holiday is, I guess it will be years ago when I go home."

An's mother leaned closer to the microphone and said: "Your dad and I called you to let you pay attention to ordering train tickets in advance, so that you won't be able to buy tickets when you get there."

"We're not in a hurry."

Lao Li followed, "That's right, you're watching the counting of tickets, it's not easy to buy tickets for the Chinese New Year."

On the phone, "Well, don't worry, I know what you are doing."

Mama An: "We're watching TV, and your dad is using the spectrum analyzer you bought him to roast his legs."

Hearing the laughter of the old mother on the other end of the phone, Li An grinned, "How is the effect?"

Then nothing happened on the phone.

"Tell me, my son asked you." After a while, Lao Li's voice came out, "It's all right, good stuff."

An's mother took the words and said: "That's enough, don't talk about it, you can do your work quickly, and go home early after you are done, the beef sauce is almost finished."

After talking, the old mother asked again.

"There is still half of it, I must have eaten it a year ago."

Mama An: "Just eat it, and we'll bring it to you when you return to Rongcheng after the Chinese New Year."

After hanging up the phone, Li Jian picked up his phone and rewrapped his scarf tightly, heading towards the hotel across the road.

That's right, it's the New Year soon.

He always felt a little awkward about going home during the Chinese New Year.

Thinking about those three aunts, six wives, second uncles and fourth uncles, Li An felt a little overwhelmed.

But there is no way, this is your home.

Back at the hotel, Li An didn't go upstairs, he went directly to the bar and read yesterday's content.

From time to time, he took out his mobile phone to take pictures of the contents of the book for data preservation. It wasn't that he didn't want to buy a copy for himself, it was that he searched for this book on the Internet, and there was no such thing.

Suddenly, a WeChat message came from Ji Yang.

'Teacher, Mr. Lin scolded me hard today/味牙'

He laughed even after being scolded, it seems that there is no problem.

Bawanyi: Why did you mess with her?
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Half an hour ago, Xiao Ji came out of Lin Youyou's residence and got into Ji Chengguang's car and fell asleep shortly after.

This period of life is exhausting every day. Although it is fulfilling, it is really tiring.

No matter where she is, as long as she can lean on or lie down, she can fall asleep in a second.

Replenish your energy anytime.

After waking up this time, she seemed to have slept for several hours, and she was very energetic.

Then he reported today's class to Li An immediately.

Teacher Lin is really scary when she is fierce, because she couldn't correct the two fingerings for a while, so she was reprimanded.

Bawanyi: Is it changed now?
Yang Yangyang: It’s changed!

Bawanyi: It seems that I have been too polite to you

Yang Yangyang: Hey, teacher, I’m home, ready to practice the piano!

Bawanyi: Are you not tired?take a break

Yangyangyang: After sleeping in the car for a while, I feel very refreshed
Bawanyi: OK, let’s work harder
Seeing Ji Yang's message, Li An felt relieved, it seems that the potion is quite effective.

Magic.

Shaking his head, he put down the phone and continued to turn to the next page.

【Niegoz School】

Finally, the introduction of the school has arrived.

The four great Russian piano masters each have their own merits.

As the head of the four schools, the Niegauz school pays great attention to the artistic image of music works in its performance style.

The performer needs to extract the cocoon from the music, find the spiritual core of the work, and then show it to the audience.

This school regards the performer as the medium between the composer and the audience, so the Neorz school attaches great importance to the performance process of the performer.

Li An is not too unfamiliar with this school, and has heard of it before.

The Konstantin Igumnov school was much unfamiliar to him, but its core content made Ang Lee extremely interested.

The theme style of this school is mainly lyricism, and Igumnov is called "true lyric piano poet" in Russia.

The Igumnov school advocates looking for musical images in poems and paintings, and believes that no matter what the situation is—the primary task of the performer is to express emotion.

Another major feature of its school lies in its understanding and understanding of piano timbre.

Li An went back and forth to carefully analyze the content of this chapter several times. Although the content is not much, every sentence is inspiring to him.

'After the sound is issued, pay attention to the continuation of the sound, and fundamentally avoid and eliminate the sound of percussion. '

Speaking of the sound of hitting the keys, he paid special attention to a few places where the pianist practiced tonight.

But did not practice any results.

'The force starts at the moment of pressing the key, not before pressing the key. '

And this sentence gave him a lot of hints, this is a problem of consciousness.

While reading the book, he tried to find the feeling of exerting force for a moment with his left hand on the wine table.

If there is a Taiqin at the moment.

He looked up at the quiet window, then got up with the book and went to the front desk.

The inquiry was answered in the affirmative.

"sure."

The girl at the front desk smiled sweetly.

Coming to the sk-5 in front of the window, Li An patted his buttocks and sat down.

Combining the practice at night and the imagination in his mind at the moment, he first touched two sets of slow scales.

It sounds great.

It has a gorgeous color under the sunlight.

But he knew it had nothing to do with him, it was purely a bonus from the piano.

'The force starts at the moment of pressing the key, not before pressing the key. '

This sentence floated in front of his eyes again, and Li An raised his wrists about five millimeters lower this time than before.

Down key.

He concentrated his consciousness on his fingertips at the moment when he felt that his hands were about to touch the keys.

It sounded like a "buzz".

For a moment he seemed to understand.

It felt so mysterious.

Then try again, no!

Try again, no!
Try again, no!
After trying seven or eight times in a row, the buzzing feeling just now did not appear again.

Ang Lee: .
Did a blind cat meet a dead mouse just now?
Teacher Li refused to accept it.

Then change it over and over again, just play the sound head.

It is a pity.

Never let him touch it again.

My ears and fingers are a little numb.

Feeling the impatience gradually rising in his heart, he folded his hands and spit out lightly.

Give up the idea of ​​continuing to try.

After recalling the first performance just now, he sat in front of the piano and opened the book to continue reading.

He planned to wait for his body to relax and try again later.
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Following the Igumnov school, Ang Lee turned to the third school.

Gordon Weizer School.

One of the hallmarks of this school is virtuoso performance with a clear purpose and rich musical content.

There is a unique system for the quick sentence playing and training methods in "Small Technique".

As for the unique system, there is no detail in the book.

So Li An could only stare eagerly at the "small technology" in the introduction, and regretfully turned the page again.

Finally arrived at the last school - Samir Feinberg school.

Probably because of the accidental access to the incomplete notes, or because he had a little bit of martial arts in his heart, Li An always vaguely felt that he was like an outside disciple of this school.

At this moment, the lines of printed words in front of him gave him the feeling that he was reading the introduction of the sect.

The Feinberg school is characterized by an objective attitude towards the art of piano performance, and advocates a combination of rationality and sensibility.

This school attaches great importance to the expression of personal emotions, and freely vents emotions and thoughts without changing the composer's original intention.

Combining with the sentence in the notes that "piano performance requires a calm mind and a fiery heart at the same time, the two are indispensable", after these months of practice, Ang Lee now has a clearer understanding of the characteristics of this school .

In his words, it is a refusal to conform to the rules.

Speaking of which, this is somewhat different from his personality, but it doesn't matter, there is no rule that states that a person with a calm personality cannot make a show in artistic expression.

It's just that there are no more ways to practice right now.

His eyes were a little tired, Li An closed the book and put it aside.

According to the introduction of the four schools of thought, he felt that Master Anastasia should be from the Negoz school.

The K271 pointed out by the other party is very artistic.

Hey.

Come on.

With a word of self-encouragement, Li An then raised his hand to practice his voice.

The devoted practice made him temporarily forget the outside world, and he didn't even notice that Boss X went back to the lobby to pick up his laptop halfway.

It was the boss who noticed the book on the piano and what Li An was practicing.

He had encountered quite a few problems with things like Yintou.

If you want to solve it, you can't just rely on practice.

When it was 11 o'clock as agreed with Chen Xuan, Li An got up from the piano and prepared to go upstairs to sleep.

When passing by the front desk, the little sweet girl at the front desk asked him if he would come to the salon tomorrow night.

"What salon?" No one told him.

Little Sweet Girl pointed to the QR code on the wall.

"Thank you."

After scanning the QR code to enter the group, Li An then boarded the elevator.

Roughly flipped over.

Interesting.

Giger Piano Salon.

Each issue has a piano theme, and everyone discusses and researches offline together, and those who perform well will get free scores.

According to the latest group announcement, the theme of tomorrow night is "One Hundred Scales Playing Challenge."

This sounds interesting.

let's talk tomorrow.

After going back to the house and taking a shower, Li An and Chen Xuan made a video call and were urged by the other party to put down the phone and go to sleep.

Putting down the phone and closing his eyes, he turned over after 5 minutes.

Another 5 minutes later he rolled over again.

Tossing and turning, he didn't know when he fell asleep.

There are only a dozen hours left before the third round of promotion results are announced, and he is not as calm as he imagined.
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On the 18th, Ang Lee came to the Giger Art Gallery early in the morning to practice the piano every day. It seemed that he was not affected by the upcoming results in the afternoon.

First the scales, then the etudes, and finally the three rounds of farewell.

I was about to go out for dinner at noon, and as soon as I went out, I met Xiaoyu carrying a bag and walking leisurely towards the art gallery.

"It's quite calm, Mr. Li."

Xiao Yu was not nervous at all when he saw Li An.

Li An smiled and said nothing.

Xiaoyu told Li An Laotang that a group of them had been playing werewolf killing in the hotel lobby since the morning, saying that they were waiting for the result of the game.

"Actually, it's really exciting to think about it. 104 into 12, how sure do you think you are?"

Li An calmly said: "It's hard to say, there are too many people who feel good in the second round."

Xiaoyu curled her lips: "Be confident, you are also a powerful person in the eyes of others. I heard them talking about you just now, saying that you will definitely be able to advance."

Li An really didn't expect this, and said with a smile: "I hope so."

After a quick meal, Li An ran into Xiaoyu again when he came back.

"Are you still practicing?"

"Idle is idle."

Looking at the back of Li An hurriedly going upstairs, Yuan Xiaoyu hoped that Li An would be promoted.

Among the group of players who have been in the hotel recently, Li An is different from the others.

Because the other party is already working, and also as a piano teacher, she knows what life will be like after entering work.

It is far from being compared with those who are still in the ivory tower. Human time and energy are limited.

Let's just talk about her, even if she won the place in the Asian Youth Piano Invitational Competition next year with the help of her master, she doesn't have the energy to practice piano like Li An.

Time passed little by little, starting from one o'clock, Li An checked the official account information of the competition about every hour of practice.

From four o'clock, he picked up the phone frequency and changed it to half an hour.

By 06:30, the sky outside the window had completely darkened. The lights had just come on, and the announcement time was already an hour late.

At this moment, he seems to have returned to the evening when he was 17 years old, waiting for the results of the art test retest.

It was also winter, and he and his father lived in a small hotel.

It's just that at the moment it's only him.

"It should be ok."

He muttered to himself, finally a trace of anxiety appeared in his eyes.

Although he always said to himself in the past few days after the second round, it's okay, take it easy, the result of the game can't explain anything.

However, who is willing to not be affirmed and rewarded for their efforts.

He had listened carefully to the second round of the competition. Except for Liang Qiuyu and Wu Fusheng, who were the favorites of heaven, he really didn't feel that he was inferior to the others.

Although he has always known that taking the road of piano performance is a luxury for most geniuses.

He is not a genius, but just this time, in such a competition that can only be regarded as a professional competition in China, he wants a place to advance to the third round.

Coming up in one breath, he was a little excited, and suddenly gasped a few times.

Whether it was for himself or for the original owner, he wanted to draw a successful conclusion to the three years since the two graduated.

He will be 26 after Chinese New Year.
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At the same time, most of the players who think they are expected to advance are anxiously waiting.

More than one person is thinking, has the result of the second round of competition not been discussed yet?
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They were not the only ones thinking, Lin Youyou took out her phone to have a look from time to time.

Ji Yang stopped his hands: "Mr. Lin, haven't you come out yet?"

Lin Youyou nodded. He also received a call from Teacher Wei just now.

The teacher on the phone was also very anxious.

Yudong rehearsal hall.

Chen Xuan's mobile phone is on the music stand. From the beginning of the rehearsal, she just stops to swipe it.

During the intermission, Qin Yong and the others were also concerned.

While Chen Xuan was talking, Sun Yuman loosened her thumb, and a new message suddenly popped up on the phone screen, and suddenly shouted, "It's out!"

Surprised, everyone gathered around. Chen Xuan couldn't care less about looking at her mobile phone, so she moved closer and saw——

[No. 18th Xinghai Cup National Piano Competition Opens the details of the third round contestants of the youth group]

Sun Yuman click to enter.

What caught the eye was the introduction of two overseas players.

"There are really foreigners coming to participate."

Then she pulled down quickly.

Liang Chunyu's photo appeared first.

"unlucky!"

She didn't stop for a moment, and she still didn't see Li An after passing eight contestants in a row. Her speed gradually slowed down.

Chen Xuan clenched her fists in the cuffs of her sweater more and more, she believed that Li An would be able to do it.

Ninth, no.

The tenth, neither.
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No. 11, Lin Youyou frowned, while Ji Yang wanted to close his eyes in fear.

The last one.

Lin Youyou gently swiped down again

His shoulders slumped inadvertently, and he was indescribably frustrated.

[Contestant No. 025 Jia Bin, selected by Yanjing Conservatory of Music, the third round of performances, Beethoven Piano Sonata No. 25 in G Major, Op.79, Dujuan]

Twelve promotion places.

Without Ang Lee, she kept counting.

At this moment, Ji Yang stretched out his hand and swiped down again.
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Qin Yong sighed: "What the hell and the lottery are right."

"Brother An is awesome!!!!"

Xu Hongxin couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "I just said that Brother An is definitely fine!!!"

In the restless rehearsal hall, the cloudy weather turned sunny and the sun was shining brightly.

"Congratulations Xiaomi~"

Sun Yuman also breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Xuan smiled slightly, and said calmly, "Thank you."

Then she let go of her fist, the four deep nail marks on her palm might not be healed tomorrow.

It is displayed at the bottom of Sun Yuman's mobile phone screen.
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[Contestant No. 066 Li An, recommended by the Gansu Musicians Association, the third round of performances, Beethoven Piano Sonata No. 26 in E-flat major, Op.81a, Farewell]

Giger piano art gallery, 3 piano rooms on the second floor.

"Thank you."

Li An's back was already soaked.

Putting down the phone calmly, he sat down gently.

He no longer cared why he was ranked No.13 in the second round of contestants.

There was only one thing on his mind at the moment, and it was time to say a good farewell.

He turned his head and looked out the window, looking at the north which is farther north than the starry sky, and unconsciously, the corners of his eyes slowly got wet.

The hoarse encouragement from the small hotel sounded in my ears, "My son can do it."

(End of this chapter)