Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 407 108. It's not funny, the style of classroom No. [-] being upgraded

On and off the stage, it's like two worlds.

If Fangzheng still stayed at the scene, he would definitely put the 'full program effect' in his barrage world.
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Now that the matter has come to this point, Li An has no choice but puts his hands on his chest.

Now that you're here, let's finish listening.

Although his face is dark at the moment, but the words are divided into two parts, Wang Xiaohu's beginning this time is still good.

The rhythm is even, the melody is sure, and the slowdown at the end of the introduction is also in place.

The music continues.

In front of the piano, Wang Xiaohu turned his wrist slightly and smoothly entered the second theme performance.

Hearing that the first shot here was obviously aggravated, Li An's unhappiness was immediately reduced by three points.

It's okay, Li An said in his heart.

In the audience, Wang Xiaohu always didn't handle it well, and most of the situations he made were superfluous, which could not achieve the effect of improving the level of music.

But considering that it is for the stage competition, it is better not to achieve the effect than to have no effect at all.

Based on Wang Xiaohu's comprehensive level, Li An knew that he didn't need to spend a lot of time in this place to help the other party polish.

So after instructing Wang Xiaohu to deal with this passage several times, he told the other party that you can handle it according to the situation, as long as the sound is good and the rhythm is guaranteed.

He has nothing to worry about, because with Wang Xiaohu's skill, it is impossible to cause any big storms here.

It's just that I didn't expect that this time on the stage at this moment, the little thing is quite up-to-date.

As the music entered the sub-section smoothly, he observed Wang Xiaohu's expression and behavior in front of the piano, focusing and carefully.

Looking at such a scene, another idea gradually came to his mind.

Is there such a possibility that Wang Xiaohu didn't do it on purpose?

At first when Music thought of that moment, his first reaction was that the bastard did it on purpose, and he was so angry that his face was expressionless.

From his understanding of Wang Xiaohu, it's not that Wang Xiaohu can't do this.

Thieves are bold, indifferent, and pushy.

The three labels were all Wang Xiaohu's. Adding up the three labels, it didn't surprise him that Wang Xiaohu did such a thing.

But looking at the stage again, the child's expression was too serious during the performance, so serious that Ang Li's unhappiness weakened by another three points.

Not only was he serious, but the content of the performance remained complete, so complete that Li An even doubted whether Wang Xiaohu didn't know that he had played it wrong until now.

Thinking about it carefully, if Wang Xiaohu knew at any point that he had played the wrong piece, that moment would definitely affect the performance, and he would have discovered it.

Don't talk about a child with little stage experience, just talk about himself. At the Xinghai Cup final scene, after the band started, he found that the band was wrong. He had more than a minute to adjust his mentality, but at the moment when he raised his arms and dropped his fingers, he realized that the band was wrong. For a moment, he still couldn't control the strength of his fingers.

But he found nothing,

So after a comprehensive analysis, Wang Xiaohu doesn't seem to be doing it on purpose.

After the host's sonorous "Gurlitt Fantasia", he was still able to play the first round of Fantasia into the second round of ballet.

Could it be that from the moment he came on stage, Wang Xiaohu only had the four words of ballet in his mind, so when he sat in front of the piano, he subconsciously pressed the first four notes of the ballet, and it is now.

Similarly, in Li An's opinion, this is not something Wang Xiaohu can't do.

This child sometimes has this obsessive naivety.

Hey.

How to do.

Sitting in this position, Li An has already had enough bad things.

Wang Xiaohu made another unintentional move.

Hey.

A continuous upward movement was successfully completed under Wang Xiaohu's right hand. At this moment, Li An's heart skipped a beat and he made a decision.
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After all, it's just a children's sketch, without flickering tonal changes, and no big ups and downs in music.

At the end of the play, the moment Wang Xiaohu put away the pedal, as the lingering sound in the air gradually disappeared, his heartbeat suddenly missed half a beat, cold sweat left for a moment, and then his whole body entered a dizzy state of wanting to vomit.

When it was over, he felt that the entire stage in front of him was dark.

Only then did he realize that his left hand was still on the piano, and he didn't know how he retracted his arm.

Seeing this scene, Li An couldn't help laughing and shaking his head. After all, something went wrong.

Here let go first and then release the pedal, this kind of problem can still go wrong.

"Wow——"

That's it, the first pen scored 90 points, and Ang Lee followed the scene and applauded.

Wang Xiaohu stood up to meet the applause, his brain had resumed functioning, he had to call the curtain first no matter what.

Turning around and bowing mechanically, he got up and moved his eyes cautiously to the middle of the judges' seat, only to find that the teacher was talking to the people around him and didn't look at him, it was completely over.
At this time, Wang Xiaohu was no longer flustered, but prepared to wait for death.

Reluctantly glanced at the upper left corner of the auditorium, and saw his friends applauding for him.

Hey, with frustration filling his legs, he doesn't know how he made his way backstage.

As if the noisy surroundings had nothing to do with him, he was like a clown, completing his part of the juggling performance.

"I didn't expect you to play this piece of yours so well."

The familiar voice came oncoming, Wang Xiaohu raised his head in a daze, and the next second, looking at his mother's smiling face, he endured the effort to tighten his facial expression, while breathing rapidly, his handsome face was distorted and deformed.

He screwed up again.

Regardless of the gazes of the people around her, Xu Li stepped forward and gently hugged her son into her arms.

She whispered in her son's ear, "You must really want to play ballet well, so you have been thinking about this piece for the past two days, right?"

Finally, Wang Xiaohu couldn't bear it any longer, sobbing in Xu Li's arms.

"Mom, I really didn't mean to."

In Xu Li's memory, after her husband left, her son seldom confessed his grievances to her.

At this moment, she felt that she was not a good mother.

Before Wang Xiaohu stepped down, she was more thinking about how to communicate with Li An.

Not far away, Ni Hongjie didn't know who received the message, so he put down the microphone in his hand.

The little player No. 008 in Group B is still waiting.
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"Thank you, Miss Huang, no need."

In the judges' seat, Li An politely declined Huang Juan's proposal, and Wu Bin next door interjected softly to persuade, "The child performed well, give him another chance."

The surrounding judges seemed to be waiting for Ang Li to give him an attitude, and they all looked at him vaguely.

Seeing Li An not responding, after about ten seconds, Huang Juan sent another message to Ni Hongjie from under the table.

moment.

"Competitor No. 008 in Group B, Ma Haoming, the repertoire is the third movement of Haydn's Sonata in E major."

"Wow——"

The little players come on stage and the game continues.

Li An put away his thoughts and once again focused on the young players who will appear later.

Four 10 minutes passed in a blink of an eye, and Marco appeared on the stage, which was the same as Wang Xiaohu's round of repertoire, Gullit's Fantasia.

When the child came on stage, he seemed a bit cautious, and he didn't play the first sentence well. Fortunately, the whole piece was always at the slow pace. Halfway through the performance, Marco returned to the state and played the piece to the end, and there were no major problems in the second half.

Although the process was a bit bumpy, the result was smooth.

Ang Lee scored 83 points for Marco.

So far, all five students of Ang Lee have completed the first round of the blue sky cup piano competition.

Another 15 minutes later, the time came to [-]:[-] pm, and the Group B match ended with applause.

During the second intermission, Ang Lee stayed in the judges' seat and didn't go anywhere, didn't look at his phone, and lay down on the table for a while.

Just as he lay down for a while, outside the door of the concert hall, several children were preparing to say goodbye. Not far away stood Ma Ke's father, Xiao Bei's father, Xu Li, and Xiao Hu's grandma and grandpa. Nail had been serving as a temporary guardian. Went to wait outside the theater.

The adults were talking and laughing, but the children seemed a little dull here.

Everyone didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but when Wang Xiaohu came to look for them, they felt Wang Xiaohu's depression.

"It's okay, it's okay." Liu Fengrui patted Wang Xiaohu's shoulder in a decent manner, and comforted him again, "It's wrong, it's wrong, it's not the same if you play Fantasia in the next round."

Xiao Bei followed, "That's right, don't be unhappy, you played really well just now."

Che Lin nodded: "Yes."

Ma Ke didn't know what to say. If his father hadn't asked him to say goodbye to his friends, he wouldn't have come here on his own initiative. He wasn't used to such a scene.

Scratching his head, "Come on."

Faced with the care and encouragement of his friends, Wang Xiaohu was very moved, and said thank you silently in his heart.

Seeing that Wang Xiaohu finally stopped frowning, Liu Fengrui glanced behind him, seeing that the adults were not paying attention here, he turned his head and said in a low voice, "Come here."

The five people approached, seeing that Ma Ke only moved half a step, Liu Fengrui directly grabbed Ma Ke's neck, so scared that Ma Ke did not dare to move.

Xiao Liu asked Marco: "Will you beat the king?"

When it comes to the king, Marco is not afraid, "Fight."

Xiao Liu questioned: "Really?"

Ma Kexin said that this is still false, "I will save Xiahou."

Xiaobei: "Wow!"

Even Wang Xiaohu got a little more energetic, but he couldn't tell that Ma Ke was so strong.

Marco was a little embarrassed by the eyes of his friends, but he didn't lie.

Wang Xiaohu: "Why don't you participate in the game every time in that group?"

Marco hesitated and couldn't speak. He wanted to participate, but he was too embarrassed to say so.

"It's not important, it's not important," Xiao Liu suggested directly, "It's just a holiday, so let's have a night together tonight?"

Wang Xiaohu and Ma Ke both said in unison: "Okay!"

The three boys looked at the two girls together.

Xiaobei felt that the competition was not over yet, which was not good, but she didn't want to spoil her friends' interest, so she looked at Che Lin, "I will participate if Linlin participates."

So the eyes of the four of them all focused on Che Lin's face.

Car: 囧
She doesn't care, no one cares about her playing with her mobile phone anyway, "But I can only play Arthur, you know."

Marco: "Anti-lane or support?"

Xiao Liu waved his hand, "It's not important, then it's settled, the battle will start at nine o'clock tonight, and there will only be two rounds, oh no, okay?"

Marco was the first to respond: "Oak."

Wang Xiaohu: "Ouke."

Xiaobei: "No problem."

Xiao Che: "Yeah."

After agreeing on a time, the five children waved their hands and saw each other in the evening.

Watching the four of them leave with their family members, Xiao Liu stood in the Huayang Theater and let out a long sigh like a little adult.

After a while, he took out his mobile phone and sent Wang Xiaohu a message: The teacher won't really blame you, don't worry.

It's not a long story.

He, Wang Xiaohu, and Yu Xiaobei actually knew each other a long time ago.

At that time, they were still learning the piano with Mr. Zheng, and without saying a few words, he knew that there were such two classmates, one from Jinhua and the other from the attached primary school.

He really got closer to Wang Xiaohu after he learned the piano from Mr. Li.

Before the opening of the concert last summer, a few words from Mr. Li made him feel an unprecedented collective power, which belonged to their No. [-] piano classroom.

He remembered very clearly that there was still half an hour before the concert, and he and Wang Xiaohu were very nervous in the waiting room.

(There is another reason for their nervousness. During the rehearsal that afternoon, he urged Wang Xiaohu to call Mrs. Chen his wife, and ended up having a big oolong, but the teacher didn't blame them when he found out.)
Seeing them nervous at that time, the teacher said these few words to them, which he still remembers very clearly.

Because Xiaobei went to the summer camp and missed the concert, the teacher said:
"Xiaobei isn't here today, it's just the three of us."

"We have to take Xiaobei's share to the stage together, and show the demeanor of our No. [-] classroom, right!"

After hearing this sentence, his mind suddenly became hot.

Yes, although there are only three people in their No. [-] classroom, they are also a group!

The style of classroom four!
Then the teacher said:
"Yes, that's how it feels."

"Remember, both of you, we are the masters when we are on stage, we don't need to worry about anything, just control and enjoy the stage to our heart's content."

"The stage is a momentary thing, and it's over in a moment."

"You made a mistake, don't stop."

"Don't panic if the playing is messed up, take a deep breath and reorganize the sentences."

"Don't be afraid, I will support you with your teacher, and no one will blame you if you can't play well."

"It's a big deal, we'll come back next year when we're fully prepared."

He remembered that the teacher stretched out his fist after finishing speaking, and then he and Wang Xiaohu looked at each other, and each stretched out their small fists.

Then he didn't know why, but he couldn't control it, and stretched out his other fist.

The teacher asked him what it meant, and he said it belonged to Xiaobei.

He has never been so serious about treating his friends.

It seemed that from that moment on, piano classroom No. [-] was no longer just a piano classroom in his heart, but a place that he couldn't explain clearly. As long as he thought of classroom No. [-], his heart would be filled with strength.

Also from that moment on, it seemed that Yu Xiaobei and Wang Xiaohu were no longer just his piano classmates, but became his close friends.

Of course, it is easier to get closer between boys.

After last summer, he and Wang Xiaohu became good friends not long after. Although the two are not in the same school, they often have basketball appointments on weekends, play games, chat with each other about school gossip, and complain about endless homework. I used to go to the same junior high school, but unfortunately I don't have the chance now.

Wang Xiaohu is going to the scholar, he is going to the attached middle school, but it is possible that he and Xiaobei will become junior high school classmates, which is not bad.

In short, he already regards Wang Xiaohu as one of his best friends.

So seeing the other party come back from the stage so disappointed today, he felt very uncomfortable.

Hey.

He hoped that playing games together at night would make Wang Xiaohu feel better.

At this time, the phone vibrated.

Solitude: thanks

tassel: No. [-] classroom style!
Solitude: Classroom No. [-] style! !

tassel: See you tonight, my dad's car is here.

Putting away the phone, Xiao Liu walked towards the black car on the side of the road.
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two hours later.

The piano group C competition is over.

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, there was a rush of people at the entrance of Huayang Theater.

'Hello Chen Xuan, wait until you're done, you two have had a hard day, go to bed early at night. '

Click send, Wu Fusheng took Lao Tang and Jin Jiaqi away with the crowd.

This is the end of the first day of the Blue Sky Cup.

The first round of competition is over, but the work of the judges is still going on.

On the way to the restaurant, Jin Jiaqi asked Wu Fusheng: "Do you think that little boy can still enter the next round?"

Wu Fusheng asked back: "What do you think?"

Jin Jiaqi felt that Ang Lee would definitely let her students enter the next round.

Wu Fusheng smiled and said nothing. To be honest, he was not sure.

Lao Tang gave some other ideas: "I see Xuan."
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At 45:[-], the judges' lounge on the first floor of Huayang Theater.

Everyone sat around a large table, and a score sheet was placed in front of each person.

Che Lin's name is impressively in the first position, with an average score of 99.2.

However, the atmosphere at the moment still seemed a little depressing.

Especially the sentence left by Qin Yong before he left.

"If there is a dispute, we discuss it collectively. If it can't be discussed, Consultant Li will make up his mind."

(End of this chapter)