Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 253 248. Born to the Sun, Follow the Light
"Are you happy tonight?"

Li An gently patted Xiaobei's head, and looked around with gentle eyes.

"happy!"

The children answered in unison, all excited.

Even Che Lin, who has always been indifferent, couldn't help but move her thin body to squeeze in, as if she wanted to get closer to the teacher.

Aware of this situation, Wang Xiaohu hastily gave up the seat in front of his body. At the same time, Li An freed his left hand to pull Che Lin to his side, and then gently put his hand on Che Lin's head.

Che Lin felt the temperature coming from her little head, lowered her head slightly, and moved a little closer to Li An's side.

She always thought that the teacher liked Wang Xiaohu and the others more, but now she doesn't think so.

Then Li An patted the shoulders of the four little men with a little force.

Finally, he looked at Ji Yang, who was standing half a meter away, holding three bouquets of flowers for him.

Ji Yang was immersed in this loving scene, when he suddenly noticed that the teacher was looking at her, thinking that he wanted her to help.

So he cast a questioning look.

Li An smiled and waved to her gently.

Subconsciously, Ji Yang took two steps forward, and then saw a big hand passing through his eyes, gently covering his head.

A kind of overwhelming care rushed from the soles of the feet to the back of the head in an instant.

"Come."

With a soft call, she involuntarily walked to the position behind Che Lin.

"Take a good look at the audience, one day you will witness this scene yourself."

The words that came from his ear made Ji Yang's heart tremble suddenly, then he raised his head hard and opened his eyes wide, afraid that the liquid swirling in his eye sockets would overflow in the next second.

Looking at the dark figures under the stage, she said, "Thank you, teacher."

Li An raised his arm hesitantly, and the position of his wrist lightly fell on Ji Yang's shoulder, and he squeezed it inward.

Gradually, the applause at the scene became weaker and weaker, until the scene was completely quiet again, and Wen Xiao had already walked out of the side door under the stage with a camera in hand.

In the camera, under the golden light, Ang Lee and his students are tightly clustered together.

Wen Xiao couldn't help but imagine what it would be like ten years later, 20 years later, or 30 years later, when the eight teachers and students stood on this stage again.

So for her, nothing is more important than freezing the moment.

click.

The frozen picture seems to evoke the memory of the scene.

It seems that at the beginning of the concert, the host introduced that Ang Lee is a piano teacher.

Now I am looking at this young player on the stage.

He looked gentle, left the spotlight, left the center of the stage, and returned to his children. It seemed that he no longer had the calm, melancholy, angry, sacred, passionate, and noble state he had when he was sitting in front of the piano.

But there is a touch of indescribable human touch, the lush and deep eyes give people peace of mind, and the faint smile on the corner of the mouth is still full of vitality.

This is a teacher who gives people peace of mind.

Only those who have witnessed this scene on the stage can express a feeling from the bottom of their hearts.

Maybe the teacher is still young.

Maybe it's been a rough road.

But one day he will lead his children into the deepest part of the piano music hall.

"Wow—"

Such as the light applause before the farewell to the opening sounded again.

This time.

Applause goes to the children's teacher.

'Where the heart is, follow the past, life is like a journey against the road, and sail with a single reed. '

'When you look up at the rainbow, don't forget the mud under your feet. '

After looking at the last two sentences on the guide for a long time, Lin Youyou smiled knowingly.

The part that was missing in her heart about Li An after this storm was finally found here.

Including her, at the last moment of the third movement just now, she was also moved by Ang Lee's passionate and sincere performance in front of the piano.

She believed that the state at that moment was not the live atmosphere deliberately created by Ang Lee's stage performance.

That is Ang Lee's most authentic state.

How high-spirited it is to walk across the world by transforming the seven tones and five rhythms with one hand, playing various forms of the world.

Music can't lie, the storm that upends time and space from heaven to earth stretches the self to a limit.

Thinking about it now, she was afraid of what would happen if one of the strings broke just now.

But it was such a storm that ended in such a peaceful way in the end.

Two minutes after the music ended, she still didn't understand why.

Now she understands.

'Where the heart is, follow the past, life is like a journey against the road, and sail with a single reed. '

'When you look up at the rainbow, don't forget the mud under your feet. '

Li An was still the same Li An who felt a little strange deep in her heart.

Reasonable and calm.

Lin Youyou really didn't understand, and neither did Chen Xuan. Most young people who grew up with halos couldn't detect it at this stage.

The road has always come out step by step.

Fate places individual life in every corner.

Where the sun shines, there must be shadows.

Some people are born facing the sun, while others live by the light.

Such a sense of structure may be Beethoven's clear outline and reflection on human beings, life and the outline of the times.

Lin Youyou let out a long breath after closing the guide.

His eyes fell on the cover again.

[A tour of Beethoven's spiritual world]

After the children left the stage, Xu Hongxin and Wang Panpan also came to the stage holding bouquets.

"Brother An."

"Boss."

One represents the office, and the other represents Qin Yong.

"Thank you, don't leave for a while, let's have dinner together."

Another two hugs.

Then Jia Mingyu and Zheng Haitao also walked onto the stage together.

"Senior brother."

"Master."

They represent the Wei family class and Li An's friends in Rongcheng.

"Working hard, sister."

"Haitao, let's have a good drink tonight."

Another two hugs.

Seeing that the younger brothers and sisters had left the stage, Lin Youyou picked up the bouquet beside her and walked onto the stage.

How could the old students of Grade 15 in the Piano Department of Rongcheng Conservatory of Music be unprepared.

On the stage, he took the initiative to hug Li An, gently hugging without any other things, and left the bouquet in his hand.

"It's wonderful, I didn't expect it to end like this."

Having received such an evaluation from Lin Youyou, Li An was naturally extremely relieved.

"I'll send you two bouquets when you're at the concert."

Lin Youyou smiled: "Then it's settled."

The teachers of the piano department under the stage can be said to have watched the two children fade away a little bit, from the entrance ceremony to the campus gate to their respective lives.

One returned from studying in Vienna, and the other held a concert like today in another way.

Li Yuan and the leaders around him were talking about the story of Rong Yuan's 2015 class, and Wei Sanwan not far away had nothing to say except pride.

Just some regrets.

On one side, Chen Xuan looked at the scene of embracing each other on the stage without any disturbance in her heart, and was even happy for Li An.

At such moments, Ang Lee needs to be witnessed.

Not only his students, but also his colleagues and friends, alumni of the school, as well as his teachers and parents.

"Teacher, it's your turn."

Wei Sanwan turned his face: "Come with me."

Chen Xuan shook her head and said with a smile, "He definitely wants you to go on stage alone."

The moment Wei Sanwan got up, Li An put the flowers in his hand at the foot of the piano again, and hurriedly got up and stepped off the stage to greet him.

The audience was wondering who this one was, and they let the protagonist of tonight come down to greet him personally.

After a while, no one at the scene did not know that the person walking to the stage at the moment was Ang Lee's piano teacher.

It turned out to be the teacher's teacher.

"teacher."

Li An helped Wei Sanwan onto the stage, and the two stopped in the middle of the stage, looking up and down again at the bastard who had disappeared for three years and returned to him.

Wei Sanwan was full of emotions, from the master class, to the Xinhai Cup, to this moment.

He raised his hand and dropped it heavily on Li An's shoulder, his eyes were rarely solemn.

The audience applauded again.

Wei Sanwan didn't say anything, turned around and bowed to the audience.

The same ninety degrees.

Before Li An could react, Wei Sanwan had already got up and clapped his hands and retreated to the side, exiting the spotlight and the center of the stage.

This symbolizes that the scene of inheritance cannot but move people again.

"Wow——————————"

Wei Sanwan's appearance on stage was the biggest climax of the audience presenting ceremony. After the climax, some strange young audience members walked onto the stage holding bouquets of flowers.

These young people who walked onto the stage with a little reverence all had a feeling that it was only when they got close to Ang Lee that they could find a certain resonant magnetic field in the other party and themselves.

It's like an old friend who takes off his dress and puts on a T-shirt and jeans, and meets each other on Central Avenue on summer weekends.

One of them moved Ang Lee greatly.

"Ah Teacher Li! I'm a fan of your station B. I've been following you since September last year. Can I take a photo with you?"

"thanks, thanks."

Li An clasped his hands together to satisfy this music fan friend who came from the next city.

Until watching the last flower-delivering audience walk off the stage, Ang Lee seemed to play the third movement of the storm again.

Exhausted.

The constant pain in his lower back made him almost unable to stand up.

Facing the applause, Ang Lee bowed again, then turned and went backstage.

Walking into the backstage, he gently sat on the nearest staff member's seat, and Fu Tianming reapproved the prepared coat on him.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Leave the rest to us."

It's long, but it's actually very short. It's only seven or eight minutes since Ang Lee finished playing the storm.
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The performers played all the repertoire on the repertoire and returned to the background. This does not mean that the concert is about to end.

With the brilliance of the four songs tonight, even if the hands are afraid of redness and pain, the enthusiasm of the audience will not fade even a little at this moment.

They look forward to Ang Lee's reappearance, just like the moonlight after the sorrow, the storm after the moonlight.

Now after the storm, what's next.

There is no more content left in the guide.

People guessed and couldn't help raising their hands again.

"Wow——————"

"Wow——————"

"Wow——————"

This was the only round of rounds of applause that never called Li Ang out again.

The call came as the lights on the stage gradually dimmed.

Then several groups of large chandeliers above the auditorium also went dark.

Just as questions sounded in the dark hall, there was an extremely subtle piano sound on the stage, light and busy, like an alarm clock.

Professionals immediately recognize that this is another one of Beethoven's 32 piano sonatas.

Piano Sonata No. [-] in F major, third movement, Presto.

Gradually, the sound of the piano became clearer, and the tense rhythm was like every morning when the first alarm clock fell asleep.

Ang Lee is back!
Everyone tried hard to see the situation on the stage clearly, when the huge screen on the stage suddenly lit up.

On the illuminated stage, there was no one in front of the piano at this moment.

However, in the next second, everyone's attention was attracted by the picture that appeared on the screen.

The close-up of the camera is on a set of elevator numbers, and there are still 24 floors before the elevator descends to the first floor.

A figure looking at his watch while sighing, wearing a black down jacket.

Isn't this Li An?

No one expected Ang Lee to return in such a way.

?

Is this a series of short films about concerts?
Judging from the shooting method, it feels very professional.

But judging from the texture of the picture, it doesn't look like a movie.

But this is not important, what is important is that the protagonist in the film is Ang Lee.

The atmosphere of the scene was seamlessly connected from the concert to the viewing room.

The elevator finally went down to the first floor.

The scene cuts to a street full of traffic, the sound of sirens and human voices are mixed with the rapid piano background music, and the scene of a busy morning is deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

The camera horizontally records the realistic early morning in the city, and some viewers living in Yudong District have found the coordinates.

Just near Harmony Square.

At this time, the waiting figure of host Fu Tianming appeared at the northwest corner of the intersection of Yudong Street and Liyuan Road.

Li An walked quickly all the way to Fu Tianming, and said sorry straight out of his mouth.

Everyone understands that the two made an appointment to meet here, but Li An was late.

Fu Tian waved his hand, "I've just arrived too, I see you're improving, you didn't sleep well last night."

Li An sighed: "I couldn't fall asleep, but the phone saw 01:30, and then I put down the phone and fell asleep without knowing what time it was."

It turned out that the feeling of Ang Lee's speech was like this, which inevitably made people who had never heard Ang Lee's speech at the scene feel a little novel, and at the same time there was a kind of down-to-earth kindness in it.

Everyone is about the same.

It turned out that our piano teacher couldn't sleep at night and turned over and over to check his mobile phone.

Fu Tianming: "Could it be nervous?"

Ang Lee: "Actually, I'm quite nervous. It's been a few days, and I still can't find a right state."

Fu Tianming: "What kind of state do you need?"

Li An thought for a while: "It's hard to say."

Fu Tianming smiled and patted Li An on the shoulder.

"Let's go."

The two walked towards an office building side by side while talking.

Behind is the noisy street.

The figures of the two became fainter and fainter, until the entire video screen was blurred, and with the sound of a car horn, it went completely dark.

'A day in the life of a piano teacher'

A line of small characters lights up the screen again.

The melody of the third movement of Piano Sonata No. [-] in F major is suddenly cut off at a non-cadence.

Then a magnificent and majestic melody sounded.

Drop drop drop.

On the big screen, white characters are displayed one by one——

08:15, Room [-].

The sweet piano melody presents a clear line with varied and rich timbres and distinct rhythms against the pure black background around the white characters, which seems to emphasize the importance of coherent rhythm.

A flash.

The picture came to a small room with warm tones, and the silhouette in front of the piano was the familiar figure that everyone had watched all night.

It's just that he is now wearing a black turtleneck sweater, his hair is too long and unshaven and looks a bit messy, and his hands are dancing on the keyboard.

Staring at the music score in front of him, his expression seemed to be thinking.

The transparent teacup on the side was steaming, and the circles of yellow tea stains on the cup were like the sound of the piano at the moment, with an old atmosphere abandoned by the times.

Suddenly a dissonant sound jumped out of the melody.

Audio and video synchronized, Li An stopped.

At this moment, there was a sound of inhalation below the stage.

Really amazing!
Only then did the audience understand that the piano piece that appeared right after the title of the film was originally played by Ang Lee.

He made a mistake and stopped.

The music also interrupted.

Then the rapid allegro that appeared at the beginning was also played by Ang Lee?
The shot hits the piano music stand, giving a close-up of the piece.

Piano Sonata No. 13 in E flat major, Op. 27 No. 1
2. Allegro molto e vivace
Beethoven Piano Sonata No. 13 in E-flat major, Op. 27, No. [-]

The second movement, an allegro full of life.
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This one is not any of the ones in tonight's concert.

On the screen, Li An stared at the score and frowned, his lips pursed into a line after a few seconds.

Raise your hand again.

(End of this chapter)