Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 237 232. The director and screenwriter all join the battle?more interesting concerts
Li An didn't care, it wasn't the first time someone wanted to sit in on his class.

As long as it doesn't interfere with the students' class.

If today's class was changed to the children's class, he might hesitate for a while, but for Ji Yang, he wouldn't have any hesitation.

"welcome."

Anyway, the next stage of the course that Li An prepared for Ji Yang has similar content, such as playing in public, which is specially used to exercise mental quality and on-the-spot reaction.

Even if I tried it in advance today, Li An also wanted to see what Xiao Ji's reaction would be like in class under the camera.

"By the way, you are also doing me a favor."

Li An briefly talked about the situation of today's class and his thoughts.

Fu Tianming understood: "Understood, when we go in we have to surprise and be careful."

Li Anle on the phone: "I invite you to dinner tonight."

Fu Tianming: "That's great."

After hanging up Fu Tianming's call, Li An called Qin Yong again.

"Brother Yong, people from the concert organizer will come to the campus to interview me in the afternoon. By the way, they also want to see our working environment in Yudong. Is it convenient for you?"

"reporter?"

"No, it's the stage director of my concert, two people, and his partner. They should also bring cameras. They mainly want to understand my working environment and find inspiration for the introduction of the concert."

"It's a good thing, you can control the level yourself, and the scope of activities should be as far as possible in the teaching area of ​​your west office. Don't disturb too many people,"

"Understood, thank you Brother Yong, then do I still need to talk to Director Dong?"

"You don't need to talk to him. Besides, I plan to ask Lin Youyou to come out for dinner in the afternoon. Let's go together?"

"Brother Yong, I can't push things tonight, so why don't you sit alone, anyway, the three of us have had dinner together twice, and we're all familiar, so it's really up to me whether I go to this game or not." It doesn't matter."

On the one hand, Li An didn't have time, on the other hand, he just took advantage of this to convey an attitude to Qin Yongqin that he didn't want to participate in the matter of EPTA's move into Rongcheng.

Seeing this, Qin Yong didn't say anything more, "Then you should be busy, if you need help at the concert, please speak up."
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After solving all the problems, Li An looked at his watch and guessed that Fu Tianming would be here soon.

Going back to the house, interrupted Xiao Ji who was cooking rice, "Don't eat it."

Xiao Ji raised his head with a hum (three beeps), with a grain of rice hanging from the corner of his mouth, looking a little helpless.

"Hurry up and wipe your mouth, wash your hands and get ready for class. We're going to class in classroom four."

Feeling a sense of urgency, Ji Yang quickly put down his spoon and picked up the lunch box, got up and assured Chen Xuan, "Sister Chen, I will definitely finish eating when I come back."

Said and ran to the door - washing paws.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan understood what Li An might be planning next, and began to quickly clear the table.

Li An said a few words briefly, and when he heard Ji Yang's footsteps coming back, he leaned into Chen Xuan's ear and whispered a few more words.

"You can just watch and deal with it in a while, I have already greeted Brother Yong."

Seeing Ji Yang coming back from classroom No. [-] with books, Chen Xuan left with three lunch boxes in her arms, leaving encouragement before going out.

"Ji Yang, come on."
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"Black key."

Li An opened the window and came to the piano.

Xiao Ji, who was in front of the piano, was instructed to take a deep breath to adjust his state, and after a while, he raised his hand and dropped the keys.

The smooth and clear sound of the piano quickly spread throughout the teaching area on the west side.

Five minutes later, the elevator went up to the ninth floor again. Fu Tianming, Wen Xiao and the two of them immediately saw a beautiful woman standing outside the door.

Ang Lee's friends, you can't be wrong.

Wen Xiao stepped forward: "Hi."

Chen Xuan also saw the camera on the right hand of the other party at a glance, stepped forward and greeted the two with a smile.

"This is our office."

Passing by the west office, Chen Xuan introduced the two of them.

Chatting along the way, the three of them soon came to the door of classroom No. [-], where someone was playing the third movement of Moonlight.

"He's in class, you go in."

Fu Tianming nodded and whispered thank you.

Then he gently twisted the doorknob, and the smell of burning eggplant was something he didn't expect.

Walking into the classroom softly, he saw a girl with short hair sitting in front of the piano.

Li An stood beside the piano, holding the piano with one hand and beating the beat with the other. When he heard the doorbell, he just nodded to him, and then his eyes returned to the piano.

When Wen Xiao walked in, the camera was already set up.

The two came to the window and found a place to stop moving. After a small disturbance, the classroom returned to the state it was a minute ago.

But the player at this moment seems to be unstable.

Ji Yang was a little distracted when he heard the sound of the door and footsteps, and then a standing figure appeared in his peripheral vision, as if he was holding something in his hand,
This made her even more flustered.

Who is behind, what are you doing now?
Hit a set of chords with both hands.

"stop."

After being called to stop, Ji Yang drew back his hands and heaved a sigh of relief.

Li An asked with a smile: "What's the matter, are you so nervous?"

Ji Yang wiped his forehead, took the opportunity to glance behind him, and found that there were indeed two strangers in the classroom, and one of them was holding a video camera.

Looking at the camera facing him, Xiao Ji's breathing became constricted again, his eyes didn't know where to look for a while, and finally turned to Li An for help.

"Don't be nervous. They are my friends. They came to see me at noon for something. I just want them to listen to you playing the piano."

After understanding the situation, Xiao Ji was not so nervous, and then stood up to greet the two, "Hello, brother and sister."

Fu Tianming clasped his hands together: "Excuse me, excuse me, we just come in to worship."

Wen Xiao put down the camera and waved: "Hi, you play really well."

The atmosphere on the scene relaxed with the cordial dialogue between the three people.

Then Li An said seriously: "Ji Yang, if you were playing in the examination room and suddenly heard someone walk into the examination room, what would you do? Is it just like this?"

Ji Yang scratched his head: "I just feel that someone behind me is a little uncomfortable."

Ang Lee: "Be more focused, as long as you are focused enough, changes in the external environment will not affect your performance."

Ji Yang: "Teacher, I understand."

Ang Lee: "Do you know why I interrupted you?"

Ji Yang: "The chord I played just now was too heavy."

Li An has emphasized this chord with Ji Yang no less than ten times.

As an eighth-note chord that carries the transition between themes, it must be completed with appropriate strength.

This is an important prerequisite for the music itself to progress better.

"It doesn't matter even if it was a little messy before, we can control the rhythm, speed, and even the music from the processing of the volume of this chord."

"So it's important to note that in the exam room, this place can serve as a starting point for musical restarts."

Li An said that Ji Yang's hands had been lifted up, and the next second, as her hands fell again, there was a sound of "dang-".

Not too big or too small, a crisp and bright chord jumped out of the piano box.

Li An smiled with satisfaction: "This time, it's much more civilized."

Ji Yang bared his teeth: "Remember, remember."

"Come on, continue."

As Li Ang's voice fell, the melody of the third movement of Moonlight sounded again.

"deliver--"

"Take it, take it back, send it again—"

1 minute later.

"Return to the original speed, yes - keep the wrist balanced, very good, hey hey, right hand, right hand, stop."

The music stops again.

Li An bent down to demonstrate, and ran out with only one hand, with the momentum that Ji Yang didn't pop out with both hands, "This place must consciously push back the little finger, use force, force!"

Ji Yang's little chicken nodded frantically, his eyes never leaving the two big characters "force" marked on the music score, and the music in his heart didn't seem to stop because of the interruption of his hands at all: "Mmmmmmm."

Nodding her hands she ran from the place again.

The music starts again after stopping.

Fu Tianming admired in his heart, this girl named Ji Yang is really good at understanding, with Li An's point, the sense of layering of the re-edited part of the music immediately emerged.

The level of Ang Lee's lectures is really not low.

Born in an out-and-out musical family, although Fu Tianming had never learned any musical instruments, he watched his parents, mother, second aunt, and grandfather teach various students at home since he was a child.

It can be said that he grew up in other people's music classes. This passive acquired training gave him a special sensitivity to music classes since he was a child.

He only needs to listen for a few minutes to judge the level of a music teacher's teaching ability.

If the conversation between the teacher and the student was a bit stiff at the beginning because outsiders were watching, then with the beginning of the eighth note chord, he felt that the teacher and the student had returned to their daily class state.

The follow-up courses also verified his idea. The conversation between the teacher and the student was completely immersed in the classroom, completely ignoring the existence of him and Wen Xiao.

Gradually, he saw from Li An's back the feeling that her mother used to teach students.

But there is a difference, Li An is more demanding than her mother, and will never let the music go on with any problems.

Four 10 minutes passed quickly.

"Okay, come here, let's dry off the sweat, and go to class as soon as the sweat is dry, and we will find a solution to the circled problem tomorrow."

"Good teacher."

Ji Yang got up and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Goodbye teacher, goodbye brother and sister."

"Wait a minute." Li An picked up Ji Yang's music folder from the music table and handed it over, "Don't panic, pay attention to safety on the road, go home directly after class, tomorrow morning is old time."

Ji Yang turned around and took the score and gritted his teeth, "Teacher, I'll bring breakfast tomorrow!" Said and ran away like the wind.

Looking at Ji Yang's back, Li An smiled and shook his head.

Just as he was about to turn around, he realized that Wen Xiao's camera was almost on his profile.

Ang Lee is used to this, so he can shoot whatever he wants, and he doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of the two couples, as long as he doesn't ask him for the shooting fee, he can negotiate anything.

Turning his head to close the piano cover, Li An took advantage of the opportunity and sat down on the piano bench, took out a piece of paper from the piano board and wiped his forehead.

Four eyes facing each other.

Fu Tianming: "The little girl is not bad."

Li An sighed: "Very good, that's it."

He smiled when the words came to his lips, "There are only ten days left, I hope everything goes well for her."

Fu Tianming saw that Li An hesitated to speak: "Where does she go to class?"

Li Ang: "Go to my teacher's house for class."

Fu Tianming sighed, "She is also a student of Mr. Wei, and she is going to be admitted to Rongcheng Academy this year?"

Ang Lee: "Yes."

Wen Xiao: "It can be seen that your teachers and students have a good relationship. The art test is about to take place. Does Teacher Li have anything to say to this classmate?"

again.

But this time Ang Lee was not embarrassed, but he didn't look at the camera either.

moment.

"Have the greatest hope, do your best, and plan for the worst. Dreams will never fade because of one failure. Keep running, Ji Yang, the other shore that belongs to you is just ahead."

Wen Xiao behind the camera was a little moved. She suddenly felt that the camera in her hand was a little heavier.

She is glad that she recorded this scene with her own hands.

"Ji Yang, did you hear that?"

Wen Xiao slowly moved the camera out of the window, and in the afternoon on a sunny day, she added a voice-over.

Li An watched Wen Xiao move the camera all the way to the window, and gradually move down. He guessed that from the last angle, he should be able to see the busy street.

He had a very strange feeling, as if he was doing something.

But he didn't speak, because he felt that Wen Xiao seemed to have entered a certain working state.

Until Wen Xiao turned around and lowered his hands, he noticed that beads of sweat were also appearing on the other party's forehead.

Li An handed the paper to Fu Tianming, and said with a smile, "Why do you make a movie?"

Fu Tianming followed with a smile and said, "Then you may have guessed right, our Director Wenda might be planning something just now."

Ok?
Ang Lee: "Are you the director?"

After taking the paper handed over by Fu Tianming and wiping his sweat, Wen Xiao obviously rejected the role of director, "Don't listen to his nonsense."

Ang Lee: Is this the default?
Wen Xiao: "Ms. Li, I want to visit your office, is that okay?"

Li An nodded, "If you have any questions, just ask Chen Xuan."

Wen Xiao: "By the way, that female colleague of yours has a great sense of camera, it's a pity to be a teacher."

"You two talk, I'm leaving."
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"Is she really a director?"

After Wen Xiao left, Li An couldn't help but confirm.

Fu Tianming shrugged: "You can search the Internet now, there is her graduation design work."

Li An doesn't need to search, Thaksin, the problem comes again, "You said yesterday that you are classmates in college, so what did you study?"

Fu Tianming spread his hands: "An eighteenth-rate screenwriter."

Li An tut tut: "A screenwriter who claims to be a writer, and a director who claims to be a photographer, it is reasonable to say."

Fu Tianming waved his hand: "It's far away, what director and screenwriter, short videos are so popular now, as long as you want, you can be the director and screenwriter at the same time.

"We are now working in a cultural media company, doing everything."

Ang Lee: "So my concert is your current business?"

Fu Tianming: "Well, it was Lao Yu's job, but I cut it off."

Ang Li: "Teacher Yu?"

Fu Tianming: "Yes, in fact, I have just taken over the planning of this concert, and the time is a bit tight. If you give me a month, I believe it."

Before Fu Tianming finished speaking, Li An interrupted him by raising his hand.

"Wait, give me a few minutes first."

It's Lao Yu again, and it's Lao Wei again. Judging from the other party's tone, they are very familiar with these college leaders.

But the other party has never studied music, so he must not be someone from the Rongcheng Academy.

It can't be the immediate family member of the leader of the hospital.

Fu.

Li An went through the names of several important positions in the compound in his mind, and there was no one with the surname Fu.

"Are you paid to organize this event?"

After chatting for two days, he realized that he didn't know the details of Fu Tianming at all, and the other party seemed to know him like the back of his hand since yesterday.

Fu Tianming laughed: "Do you have any?"

Li An shook his head: "I still have to post some tickets or something, and I guess I have to pay for the treats out of my own pocket."

Fu Tianming stretched out his hand: "Then we are almost the same, no one will report the gas fee to me during the period."

This.

Li An became more and more confused, but he still stretched out his hand.

The two hands were clasped together again.

Fu Tianming: "Mr. Li, are these important to a teacher with sentiment like you?"

Ang Lee: "It's very important. I don't even have an electric car."

Fu Tianming: "Okay, then let's continue to talk about the order of the tracks quickly. The concert is over, and we will do it in one step, and get a car that burns gasoline."

"Okay," Ang Lee let go of his hand, and leaned back on the piano, "Farewell, Sorrow, Moonlight, and Storm."

"Come on, big screenwriter."

"You have also listened to my game video, now it's your turn."

Fu Tianming loosened his neckline. When he took over, he didn't expect that this matter would become more and more interesting.

"First of all, we must say something before we start. The music title is very misleading. We should try to avoid applying the title."

Ang Lee: "That's what I want to say too."
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West Office.

Wen Xiao's camera slowly moved to the frame on the upper right corner of Chen Xuan's desk, and he couldn't help but froze, the camera in his hand stopped.

Then he smiled slightly.

"So you are a couple."

"Hmm."

"Have you lived together?"

"Um--"

"May I take the liberty to visit your home?"

(End of this chapter)