Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 365 66. Li An is determined to sneak into insurance

Qin Yong has a special talent for acting.

When he leans back on the boss chair with a cigarette in his mouth and bargains with you, he is the image of a philistine businessman.

When he was blushing on the wine table and asked you a cup, he was like a good and simple brother.

When talking about the development strategy in the conference room, people who don't know it think it's a big business.

Among all the people Li An knew, although Qin Yong was not the most calm one he had ever seen, but since he met, he didn't seem to find that Qin Yong couldn't handle anything.

Even counting the Meizhuang Seventh Primary School, which is basically yellow.

Li An understands that the focus of his work has shifted from the ninth floor to the eighth floor. He has more important work to do and his own work to do, and human energy is limited.

Besides, regarding Yudong, Li An believed that Qin Yong had done his best.

In Li An's eyes, Qin Yong showed his most outstanding side whenever and wherever, but if you want to ask him which side of Qin Yong he admires the most, he would have to say that it was when Qin Yong was standing on the podium.

Even in the face of a band composed of a group of children, you can feel the seriousness in his body movements, the rigor in his words, and the meticulousness in correcting mistakes.

In Qin Yong, Li An saw the professional attitude that a command practitioner should have.

The state it gives people is excellent.

This is not the first time he has seen this state. He has also seen Mr. Xie Zhengqian before. The backs of the two standing on the podium are quite similar.

Hou Zhentao almost had an accident. Li An's comment was not because he remembered the accident on the final stage. Seeing that almost half a year had passed, he had already let it go.

Just from his point of view, Hou Zhengtao was a little less skillful when he swung his baton.

Sometimes Li An also wondered why Qin Yong didn't seek a job as an orchestra conductor. He believed that Qin Yong's ability should be able to be the conductor of a local municipal orchestra.

Of course, he only thought about it occasionally, and didn't ask the other party. Every adult has his own considerations and starting points behind his choice.

Maybe Qin Yong just likes conducting, but he doesn't like working in an orchestra, who knows.

"Li An."

"Ok?"

The magnificent sound of the trumpet hovered above the head. After Qin Yong adjusted the volume of each part, the children's voice level became clearer this time.

Li An nodded, turned to look at Sun Yuman, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong."

The rehearsal has already started for 10 minutes, and this is the first conversation between the two.

Sun Yuman has been thinking about whether to tell Li Ang about the Farenbel Flute Competition. Obviously, Chen Xuan has the idea of ​​participating in it. She knows it well, and she also hopes that Chen Xuan will participate.

But she also understands the temper of her good sister, and has always disliked others interfering in her personal issues, especially when it comes to decisions.

After thinking about it, she felt that maybe only Li An could help Chen Xuan in this matter.

Regardless of whether Chen Xuan participated in the end or not, Li Ancheng's participation would help Chen Xuan digest some of her bad emotions.

"Look at your phone."

Sun Yuman sent the link of the competition regulations to Li An, then pretended to be calling on the mobile phone, got up and quietly left through the back door of the concert hall.
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Sun Yuman: I don't know how to say it, but you should also understand that she is very entangled, so she withdraws first, and when she asks you, she says something happened suddenly at my house, let's have a big dinner next time, you are all tired all day.

When Li An saw this message, it was already 5 minutes later, and then replied to the other party: Did she not ask you to tell me?
When Li An received a reply, the second half of the rehearsal had already started. During the break, Chen Xuan only came down and asked why Xiao Yu was there. He said that Sun Yuman's family had something to do, and he would make an appointment next time, and then Chen Xuan came back. The stage went to correct the voice problem.

Sun Yuman: Not really. She is worried that you will support her if you know it. She probably hasn’t figured out how to coordinate the competition and life. You know about the last competition. I just think she will regret it if she misses it. Well, not necessarily, in short, my task is completed, and the rest will be left to you.

Bawanyi: Thank you.

Sun Yuman: You're welcome, no, let's not talk, the green light is here.

After re-opening the competition rules and reading them from beginning to end, Li An put down his phone and looked up.

For a moment, he seemed to understand the reason behind Chen Xuan's madness this week.

After a while, he denied his own thoughts. He believed that when Chen Xuan decided to record Mozart, it meant that the next time would be extraordinary.

His eyes once again fell on Mr. Xiaomi on the stage. Under the soft lighting, the other party’s eyes were firm, and his hands holding the flute were calm.

Li An suddenly smiled, this matter may indeed be a little troublesome, he has to think about his strategy.

If possible, he hopes that Chen Xuan can get the place to appear in the Asian region and go to Milan to participate in the final global final.

For this reason, he would rather the other party give up all the work at hand and make full preparations, but he knew that Chen Xuan would never agree.

That's why he thought it was a little troublesome.

But he has to show some boyfriend power first, there are still 11 days before the deadline for registration in the Asian region, choosing a date is worse than hitting the date.

With 10 minutes left before the end of the rehearsal, Ang Lee decided to take insurance first.

Take out the mobile phone again to open the competition regulations, pull down to the registration link, and click.

Chen Xuan’s two-inch ID photo with a blue background happened to be in his phone, and the other party’s ID number and the registration fee of 1500 yuan were also minor issues. Looking at the entire registration form, the problem was with Lian’s contact information and email address. He left his email and phone number.

After the payment is submitted, the page is refreshed after a while, and a notification of successful registration pops up, followed by a message from both the mobile phone and email.

Ang Li opened the email, thinking that it was an international competition after all, and the entry instructions were bilingual.

The content is similar, just some basic matters, and there is another link at the bottom of the email, and another form when you click it.

The form needs to be filled out by contestants and submitted for each round of entries, and the deadline is June 6.

Let Comrade Chen Xiaomi decide for himself.

If Chen Xuan didn't fill out this form due to various reasons, he would have nothing to say. He supported Chen Xuan's decision, just like Chen Xuan supported him back then.
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On the way home after the rehearsal, Chen Xuan called Sun Yuman and asked what was going on at the other party's house. Li An was sitting by the side, with the radio playing in the taxi, and he couldn't understand what Sun Yuman said on the phone , just listen to Chen Xuan laughing here.

"Okay, okay, let's wait until NO.15 is over, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Xuan's mental state was obviously a little better than when he came out of the rehearsal hall just now, and asked Li An with a smile, "How about stealing a teacher tonight."

"It's okay," Li An didn't answer the same question as proudly as last week. First, he didn't spend most of the time tonight on the stage. Second, compared to Qin Yong's rehearsal last week, Li An Today I can't live with the other party's thoughts, "Do you think that the voice pyramid theory that Brother Yong said can be used in the structure of a single chord?"

"It should be possible in theory," Chen Xuan thought for a while, "but it doesn't have any in-depth meaning. The former is researching the reverberation auditory color of multi-part musical instruments, while the latter is more about researching theory."

"No, no, that's not what I mean," Li An explained, "I'm just thinking about a chord, for example, if I play a triad, is it possible for the three tones to imitate a musical instrument according to their own pitch positions and combine them together? A different kind of harmonic hearing effect."

Chen Xuan: "How is it possible? The timbre of the piano is basically fixed, and no matter how you play it, you can't escape its inherent sound principle."

Ang Lee: "No, no, Liszt proposed piano symphony, including some works of Brahms, which used a lot of thirds and sixths. The momentum and conception of the melody lines are quite symphonic."

Chen Xuan: "That is also the effect brought by the overall structure. The decisive factor is not the processing of a single chord, but a sublimation of expression under the premise of controlling the entire song."

Li Ang: "Then tell me what is the smallest unit on the chart, isn't it just a note, no matter how complicated your chart is, will it collapse one by one?"

Chen Xuan: "You bully me as a single melody instrument?"

The two started fighting again, and Master Si was at a loss as to what it was all about. Isn't it enough if the music sounds good?It's hard work.
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The debate between the two continued until the next morning, and the focus of the debate also escalated to what form the "piano symphony" was embodied in.

Chen Xuan admitted that the piano has a symphonic color, but she disagreed with Ang Lee's so-called details of every note.

Generally speaking, this kind of debate usually does not produce any results, and then it is squeezed into a corner by the busy life, and then it is left alone.

But this time Li An seemed determined, as if he had to compete with Chen Xuan to fight to the death.

"Let's see."

Li Anle happily put down the bowl, "Eat the eggs quickly."

"Just wait and see," Chen Xuan picked up the remaining half of the egg on the plate and fed it into her mouth in one bite.

Judging from the relaxed expressions of the two, it seemed that both of them were sure of victory.

"What do you have for lunch?" Chen Xuan cleaned up after eating and was ready to go.

In order to get a haircut yesterday, she rescheduled her [-]:[-] pm class to today's noon, so she has no way to bring Li An lunch at noon today.

"It's convenient for me to eat whatever I want at home, but for you, you have to go to class when you come back from class at noon. On the way back, you buy some food to eat, and we will stew lamb in the afternoon."

Hearing the stewed mutton, Chen Xuan seemed to have smelled the delicious meat, "Thanks for your hard work."

"I'll make it up for you, you'll be busy next time." Li An sent Chen Xuan to the door, "I'll definitely beat you this time."

"Cut~" Chen Xuan raised her left eyebrow provocatively, "You can't beat me with your mouth."

Both of them smiled and hugged in front of the door.

"be careful on the road."

"Concentrate in class."
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Li An was naturally concentrating in class, otherwise he wouldn't have gone downstairs to the community garden after four online classes.

Online classes are indeed more tiring than on-line and off-line classes. It requires a high degree of concentration, and it also takes a lot of voice. Sometimes the signal is not good, and a sentence has to be repeated several times, giving people the feeling of being punched on the cotton several times in a row.

Fortunately, several children are still cooperating well.

Although the online class is more tiring, he is still happier seeing the progress of the children.

Today he also arranged an etude for Wang Qichun, and the child was very happy.

As Yang Hui and Wang Qichun have officially entered the study of etudes, he needs to spend more time helping them correct their problems in the next step.

And Yang Shuangyu was as stable as ever, and he was very satisfied with his homework.

Yang Shuangyu's class was the most relaxing of the four morning classes he took.

What Li Yiran said, maybe he was out of luck.

Since I was trained by him half a month ago, there have been obvious changes in the past two weeks. As soon as I heard it in class, I went to practice.

It may also be that I am really a little afraid of myself in my heart, and I have made mistakes caused by various tensions in two consecutive classes.

For this reason, An Li spent a while chatting with the other party today, trying to relieve some of the pressure on the other party to come to class.

The common process is quite pleasant, as for the effect, we can only see the next class.

"Mr. Qi, please pay more attention to his status. If you have any questions, please contact me at any time."

"Don't worry, he's just like that."

The child's personality is the child's problem, and the teacher's class is the teacher's problem.

Thinking about it, Li An also felt a little regretful. At first, he didn't expect the child's psychological quality to be so poor.

This incident also warned him to pay more attention to his words and attitude in class in the future.

After hanging up the phone, Li An went around and returned to the unit, and when he entered the door, he heard the Turkish march from upstairs.

It has been two months since he moved in before years ago, and the other party is still playing this piece of music, and his proficiency has improved a bit, but the mispronunciation and rhythm problems have not improved at all.

I don't know whether it is the child's problem or the teacher's problem, probably both have problems.

After returning home, Li An soaked the melted mutton bones into the water pot, then prepared the seasoning, and waited until the end of Hu Dabao's class in the afternoon to sit in the pot and light the fire.

After finishing his work in the kitchen, Li An drank the millet porridge left in the pot in the morning, and it was lunch.

At two o'clock sharp, Wei Sanwan brought Lin Guoguo to the house, and Chen Xuan hurried back halfway.

When Li An came out of class, Wei Sanwan asked them what was going on recently, and they didn't look very well, especially Chen Xuan, "Xiao Chen has lost weight again."

Li Anxin laughed at such a tossing method this week, even if the gods came, they would have to lose two catties, "My two have been busy recording music recently."

When Wei Sanwan heard it, he said, "What song?"

Li An told Lao Wei about the recent events, and Lao Wei said yes, "Okay, okay, hey, I was discussing with Lao Hao that our two departments will hold a concert together. We hold the field."

Li An couldn't refuse, so he said bluntly, "Teacher, it's not that I don't have time, it's that I don't have energy."

Wei Sanwan thinks about it too. It's videotaping, preparing for judging work, and going to class. "Let me just say, did the person surnamed Sun contact you?"

Ang Lee: "Not yet."

Wei Sanwan: "It's probably only a few days away, and then you don't have to be polite with him. It's definitely not enough for you to recommend you to be a judge. Don't give up on the cost."

Li Ang: "Understood teacher."

Lin Guoguo: "Grandpa, I want to pee."

Ang Li: "Guoguo, the bathroom is right there."

Lin Guoguo showed aggrieved face, and the two adults thought something was wrong, but when they asked, it was [-] lying on the door of the bathroom, she was afraid.

"Go away." Eighty thousand saiyazi ran into the bedroom.

With Li An leading the way, Lin Guoguo solved the problem smoothly.

When she came out, her grandfather had already packed up and waited at the door, "Goodbye, Mr. Li." She also glanced at the bedroom door curiously, she didn't expect that old cat to be more timid than her.

"Goodbye Guoguo, go back this week and continue to work hard, pay attention to how to practice the four fingers I told you today."

Speaking of which, Li An looked at Old Wei again, "Teacher, Guoguo has made great progress recently."

Old Wei couldn't help grinning, of course he knew, "You two are busy, but you have to pay attention to your health. You can go to my place this week and get some for you. Forget it, don't run away. Next week I'll come over and bring you something to make up for Xiao Chen."

"I thank you for her, it's really unnecessary," Li An couldn't laugh or cry, how could it be the other way around, "I don't lack anything here."

Old Wei waved his hand, "Don't worry about it, get ready for class."

Then he left with his granddaughter.

To make up your body, it sounds like confinement.

Shaking his head, Li An returned to the study, Zheng Haitao sent him a message 3 minutes ago.

Haitao: It’s done bro, shall I ask him to contact you?

Li An called Zheng Haitao, and after asking about it, he hung up and sent Song Sheng the number of the freshman junior.

Just contact them.

With the end of Hu Dabao's class, another week came to an end.

In the evening, the two ate a pot of mutton beautifully, and then practiced the piano respectively.

Another three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that it was time for the recording, Qin Yong led the team early on Thursday morning, and the three from the West Office set off together to the Rongcheng Concert Hall.
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In the car.

"Brother Yong, did they record well yesterday?"

"Honestly disappointed."

"Isn't it? The one who came back from Italy can't do it either?"

"Forget it."

(End of this chapter)