Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 406 107. He Chooses Brothers!The big oolong in the arena reappears! ?

Opening the first book, Li An was immediately attracted by the neat numbers.

There is a score behind every child, and I don't know who made it.

Subconsciously glance at Liu Fengrui's score, 90.

Then his eyes moved up to 90.5 behind Li Tong's name.

The difference is only 0.5, and Ang Lee feels a little comforted.

Referring to Li Tong's performance, Xiao Liu should have received a similar score. Under the circumstances at that time, he did not control his emotions and gave Xiao Liu a score that was lower than the actual situation.

Then he swiped down a few more times, and he basically guessed who scored the score. Li An closed the score sheet in his hand without turning to the next page.

"Hongjie, wait."

"Brother An, tell me."

"Please make a quick trip, go to the backstage and get three grading books for Group B and Group C, and hand them to them. By the way, tell them not to leave at the end of the night, and wait for me at the door."

"Okay Ange."

"Hard."

"It's not hard, Brother Ang, go in and rest for a while."

After Ni Hongjie left, Li An didn't go back to the judges' lounge, but came to another lounge, resisting the urge to open it and take a few more glances, he put the three booklets into his bag.

It's a bit interesting, it seems that all three people scored.

He didn't think about it so much at first, but he just used the score sheet as a repertoire to review in advance for the three of them, but unexpectedly, the three of them wrote and scored.

Well, well, well, Li An said three good things in his heart.

Compared with the results given by Huang Juan and Old Man Xia, he certainly wanted to see the results given by these three.

After all, these three are all serious professionals who have seen the world, so the scores given are more practical and valuable.

Li An planned to go back to study at night and see how the three of them scored Che Lin.

Leaning on the sofa, Li An rubbed his temples, then sat up and sent Chen Xuan a message.

Bawanyi: Is it over for you? I'll be in Group B soon.
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In the concert hall on the second floor, the wind music group A competition is about to end, and the child who is being blown away on the stage is Ye Jiarong, who is the second to last to appear.

The child did not perform well, but Chen Xuan had a bit of trouble scoring.

As the only flute teacher who sits in the judging department as a teacher, the scores and rankings of each flute child are basically determined by her. This is what Qin Yong personally told her at the end of the morning meeting, whispering.

After chatting with Ye Jiarong's mother for the past two weeks, she is almost sure that this child will quit Teacher Ma's job next semester and go to Yunkaiyuan to take classes with her.

That is to say, the child will be her private student in two months, and Ye Jiarong's mother has made it clear that she will change the instrument for the child with her.

So will she let Ye Jiarong enter the next round?
What Qin Yong said at this morning's meeting was very clear. Each judge has a limited number of seats.

Different from the piano group, the wind music group includes all wind music subjects, and teachers from different campuses and various subjects are mixed together, which makes the scoring and promotion of the wind music group far more complicated than downstairs.

Although she can decide which flutist enters the next round, her number of promotion places is limited like other teachers.

From a fair point of view, Ye Jiarong has no chance.

It is planned that only 30 people can advance to the finals. In addition to the ten public places, she only has four professional small event places in her hand, but she has used up two before, and one of them is not a child of Lantian.

After a while in Group B, there will be Chen Zitong and Feng Keke. She is confident that no matter how poorly these two children perform, they cannot be worse than Ye Jiarong at the moment.

Besides, besides Chen Zitong and Feng Keke, there were other flute players in group B, so what would she do if she met someone who played well.

Seats are limited.

If Ye Jiarong is not allowed to enter the next round, what will the child's mother say, they will change to a thirty-six thousand instrument.

Before going to bed last night, she advised Li An not to think too much, she said that tomorrow will let nature take its course, Li An just smiled and sighed at that time.

Now it seems that she thinks the problem is simple, so she let nature take its course.

Hey.

After Ye Jiarong finished blowing, she bowed and left the stage. Amidst the applause, Qin Yong, who was sitting on Chen Xuan's left hand, saw Chen Xuan's delay in making a move, and pondered in his heart.

After a while, he asked, "How is it?"

From the assessment to the establishment of the troupe, two months have passed, and Qin Yong has long remembered these children. Among them, Ye Jiarong has the most profound influence on him, because Chen Xuan saved this child from being admitted to the band at the expense of his own students.

The following facts also proved that Chen Xuan's vision was OK. In the subsequent rehearsals, Ye Jiarong did show a relatively good sight-reading ability, and now he has become the backbone of the flute department.

"Listen again." Chen Xuan replied softly.

Qin Yong smiled and didn't say anything else. He tapped the table lightly with his fingers and turned his gaze back to the stage.

The player on stage at this moment is the chief trumpet of his orchestra, a child he likes very much.

The result did not disappoint him. The loud trumpet played a moving movement. The last trumpet chief in Group A made a perfect end to the Group A schedule with his outstanding performance.

A group of judges wrote one after another and sent high scores one after another. This kind of child does not need anyone's quota.

With the end of the performance of the last young player in Group A, the wind group's schedule entered the intermission.

Chen Xuan came to the backstage lounge with her mobile phone during her break. On the way, she sent a message to Li An, but the other party didn't reply to her. The B group downstairs had already started.

She was busy all morning and didn't bother to look at her phone. She had saved up a bunch of messages. She was trying to reply when Ye Jiarong's mother suddenly sent a message.

"Mr. Chen, you have worked so hard. I am really sorry to disturb you at this time. Rongrong is a little depressed when she comes down. I want to ask you if she is not good at performing?" '

feel dizzy.

Chen Xuan rubbed the center of her eyebrows, afraid of something.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Xuan quickly edited a piece of information. After editing, she hesitated for a moment.

Heartbroken, he clicked send, then switched his phone back to airplane mode, went to the bathroom to touch up his makeup, and then returned to the match scene.

The wind group B group competition officially started.

The first contestant on the stage was a student of Zhao Yi from Linyin Campus. He performed well and received warm applause.

Then the two contestants were also children from Lantian, and their performances were acceptable. One of them was a student of Xu Nana, and Chen Xuan gave 0.5 points more.

"Contestant No. 005 in Group B, Chen Zitong, playing repertoire, Italian Polka."

With a bang, applause broke out again.

Qin Yong blinked with a half-smile, turned his face sideways: "Lah's."

Chen Xuan: "Yes."

Qin Yong: "He chose for you."

Chen Xuan smiled, "Did he tell you?"

Qin Yong: "Guess."

Qin Yong really guessed right.

Chen Zitong changed his tomboy dressing habits in the past, and today he also let down his hair. He is wearing a red dress and long skirt and looks a little ladylike.

Entering the stage with a flute, his gait was light, and Xiao Liu in the audience felt goosebumps.

Damn, staring at his old tablemate on the screen, Liu Fengrui vowed to preserve this dark history.

As soon as his game ended in the morning, he hurried to the math teacher's house to make up lessons, and he hurried back half an hour ago.

Chen Zitong went to watch his match in the morning, so he couldn't be dissatisfied, right? Besides, there was Wang Xiaohu's match in the afternoon, and he had already missed Xiaobei's match. He didn't want to miss Wang Xiaohu's match again.

Just then, a message popped up at the top of the phone screen.

Yu Xiaobei: Wang Xiaohu is coming soon, haven't you arrived yet?
Whoa whoa.
Liu Fengrui suddenly felt that he was being driven to the fire, what should he do! ?

Italian Polke's witty melodies and playful rhythms have become the truest portrayal of his heart at this moment.

He hated himself for practicing the knot mudra for so many years, why he still can't separate himself!

Time waits for no one, and as the melody of the flute in his ears became more and more joyful, he told himself that he could not wait any longer.

In the end, Hu Lima took two photos on the screen, and he lowered his body and sneaked out of the aisle like a thief.

I'm sorry, Old Chen!

I invite you to drink milk tea at the beginning of school, the big one!

As soon as you get out of the concert hall on the second floor, you will run downstairs!
Fuck, fuck, Wang Xiaohu, you have to buy me two drinks! !
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"Group B 007, Wang Xiaohu, repertoire, Gullit's Fantasia."

There was applause from the audience.

As Xu Li expected, Wang Xiaohu's appearance did attract the attention of some young girls.

The well-fitting little black suit is upright. Under the stage lights, from the interpretation of the auditorium, Wang Xiaohu already has a seductive jawline, coupled with slightly raised hair and a high nose bridge, outlines a three-point line. Fair and clean side face is quite iconic.

A handsome little guy.

If it weren't for the hustle and bustle of the pace, he should be able to get a higher score.

Li An also suddenly had a feeling in his heart that it was quite a thing for this bastard to change his skin.

The back row of the auditorium.

Xiaobei: "Wang Xiaohu is quite handsome today."

Car: "Ah."

Suddenly there was a small snoring sound beside him, and the next second Nail felt his arm being twisted, and he sat up for a moment.

"Yeah, go home."

"Oh." Seeing the scene in front of him clearly, Nailheart said that it wasn't over yet, and he clicked his lips, dazedly realizing that there was another little girl in a white skirt beside him.

Not far away, Grandpa Xiaohu was holding a video camera, looking very calm, while Xiaohu beside him was clenching his fists. It could be seen that grandma was in a very restless mood at the moment.

At the backstage exit, Xu Li couldn't care less about the messages from Bai Zijun, her eyes were all on the back of the stage.

Come on son.

Where she couldn't notice, Ni Hongjie looked sideways at her from time to time.

Ni Hongjie has always been an LSP, but which young man in his 20s can resist not taking a second look.

Xu Li has an elegant temperament, a good figure and good facial features. The key is the unique feeling of a mature woman exuding from the inside out, which makes it impossible not to take a second look.

Following Wang Xiaohu's bow, Wu Fusheng took a last look at the scoring book in his hand. Since both Che Lin and Yu Xiaobei guessed wrong, he stopped playing the guessing game.

So he knew that this child was Li An's student, maybe it was unfair to Wang Xiaohu, but there was no way, since he knew in advance that this was Li An's student, Wu Fusheng had to put his expectations in a very high position.

He quite likes Gullit's piano pieces, and he often uses them when teaching junior students.

This dreamy song has a slow speed and beautiful melody lines, which is a test of children's use of pedals.

look forward to.

How can there be no Ang Lee to look forward to together.

Not much to say, come on, kid, let's see what you can do today.

Li An watched Wang Xiaohu adjust the height of the piano bench in a serious manner, and every movement was smoother than usual.

I felt a little more expectation in my heart.
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There was silence on the stage.

Everyone in the audience waited quietly together, waiting for this handsome young man to brew his emotions. People can always give more tolerance to good-looking people.

Even speed, even speed, even speed, even speed.

Since half an hour ago, Wang Xiaohu has been reminding himself of these two words.

Last night, Senior Sister Ji Yang finally told him that the first four syllables are two sets of uniform speed, and it is enough to read it in my heart and keep up with my fingers at the same time.

Phew, Wang Xiaohu exhaled.

After another three seconds, he finally raised his hand.

Uniform speed.

The last silent recitation was over, and at the moment when he was about to drop his fingers, Li An's brows could no longer be wrinkled any higher.

Wang Xiaohu was about to drop his finger with one hand, even Wu Fusheng didn't notice this, probably only Li An could notice it at the scene!
At this moment, the entire concert hall seemed to enter a kind of camera upgrade, and every frame seemed to be in slow motion.

Li An shouted in his heart to wake up! !But it couldn't stop the sound that Wang Xiaohu's fingertips had pressed.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang-"

The four piercing notes sounded continuously, as if falling from the sky above the stage at a constant speed.

As soon as the music started, the scenes on the scene seemed to return to normal speed, and the rustling sound from the audience shuttled between the romantic piano waltz, creating a unique sense of humor.

The mastery of the melody line is proficient, and the music played can be considered full. Even the gradual fullness of the ninth bar makes the entire introduction part more advanced.

But only those who understand can understand why the more the performer is like this, the more humorous the picture is.

Looking at Wang Xiaohu's serious expression, it's hard not to make people think that this kid has already entered into the music.

The music continues and the humor doubles.

Backstage.

Xu Li raised her forehead, what else can she say.
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Time goes back to the moment when the piano sounded, in order.

Jury seat.

Ang Lee: .
Lin Pengfei:
Wu Bin:.
Huang Juan: .
Liu Zhi:.
Old man Xia, who was belatedly aware of it: .
auditorium.

The atmosphere here is relatively relaxed

Wu Fusheng covered his face and almost laughed: Jubi is Li Ang's apprentice, who perfectly inherited the teacher's ability to create accident scenes.

Lao Tang: This kid is probably too serious.

Jin Jiaqi doesn't know Gullit: But this song is clearly
Che Lin: I don't know what to say
Xiaobei: It's okay, it's okay, come on, come on

Nails: Better than Che Lin

Marco: Wang Xiaohu made a mistake, what should I do! !

Grandpa Xiaohu: I don’t know where to turn his old face
Grandma Xiaohu: My grandson can shoot really well
The old lady watched so seriously that she didn't even notice a panting child beside her.

Liu Fengrui, who came in a hurry, was relieved to see Wang Xiaohu on the stage, and finally he didn't miss it, but then he was also a little puzzled, and looked around to find the location of Che Lin and Xiaobei.

"Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me."

Passing through the narrow aisle, he lowered his body and sat down beside Xiao Bei.

He asked in a low voice, "Isn't this a ballet piece? What's the situation with him? Why did he play the next piece and temporarily change the order of the pieces?"

Xiaobei shook his head regretfully, "Teacher Ni's announcement is very clear, Gullit's Fantasia, he must have heard it in the background, but..."

In the next second, Xiao Liu's face brightened, as if the word "submission" was capitalized.

Look at the stage again.

It has to be my tiger brother.

Handsome and awesome.

Gee.

Really cool.

Seek the shadow area of ​​the teacher's heart at this moment.

(End of this chapter)