Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 411 112. The old Tang who was played badly, a small summary before the final
Lao Tang still had a question he didn't ask, and he wanted to wait for Wu Fusheng to think it through thoroughly before asking.
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On the afternoon of the end of his master's graduation concert, backstage, Wu Fusheng asked him for a favor. He thought that the other party wanted him to persuade Jin Jiaqi not to come to Rongcheng.

But Wu Fusheng then told him that there is no need to persuade him. At that time, he was relieved, and then the two talked about other things, so he never knew what Wu Fusheng wanted him to do.

He only remembered that the other party looked very serious at that time.
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Lao Tang left the room, Wu Fusheng lay down and looked at the ceiling quietly.

A friend of 14 years, how could he not understand Lao Tang's thoughts tonight, just as he also wanted to continue this trip to Rongcheng, and clarify some things with Jin Jiaqi.

It's just that I don't know how to speak. Since Lao Tang is in charge, this time he wants to take the initiative.

But he was afraid, and he was not sure what he was afraid of.

Probably because they were afraid that after the showdown, the two would break up and their 14-year friendship would be ruined.

It was probably because he was afraid that Jin Jiaqi would not be able to bear the blow. Jin Jiaqi had liked him since junior high school. Except for him and Jin Jiaqi, there was no one around who could continue to pretend to be stupid.

When he agreed to Lao Tang downstairs, he also forced himself, but he didn't expect Jin Jiaqi to follow suit.

Maybe the other party is also ready?Or did you just nod your head because you were stimulated a bit?
So he wasn't sure what he was afraid of.

There was a sudden vibration in his trouser pocket, Wu Fusheng took out his mobile phone, and then sat up.

57: Is there a video of Che Lin?

Wu Fusheng really didn't record it, and replied: Sorry, no record
Then, 57: All right, does the child play well?
Tchaikovsky: Plays pretty well, great talent.

57: Thank you, I will ask someone else

Suddenly there was a light knock on the door from the next door, Wu Fusheng knocked "hmmm", then clicked send, put down the phone and leaned against the wall to listen.

Can't hear anything.
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next door.

Lao Tang replied truthfully: "I can't tell you that."

Jin Jiaqi curled her lips, then sighed quietly, "Okay."

After a while, "Good night."

After Jin Jiaqi finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, but Lao Tang stopped her.

"Huh?" She turned around.

Old Tang: "Have you thought about it yet?"

Jin Jiaqi smiled and said decisively, "Yeah."

What is there to think about, she knows she has no choice.

She didn't know why she had to come to play with her before, but a woman's sixth sense told her that she had to come this time.

From the point of view, perhaps this is what she will experience when she comes to Rongcheng this time.

She knew that there would be such a day sooner or later, maybe it would be good in Rongcheng.

"Think about it."

Jin Jiaqi nodded firmly again, and after a while, she put away her smile and said solemnly: "So the topic, please."

He smiled again, "Is this considered cheating?"

Lao Tang shook his head, then smiled and said, "It doesn't count."

Jin Jiaqi let out a breath.

After a while, "Thank you Brother Chong."

Maybe this is the last time she will bet with Wu Fusheng, and she doesn't know if she can be the one who asks the question this time, but if he can, he wants to be the one who asks the question.

Perhaps this way, someone can feel better afterwards.

Jin Jiaqi was smiling when she left, but Lao Tang put away her smile after she left.

Lao Tang has never been in a relationship, but through the series of conversations just now, seeing Jin Jiaqi's powerless and strong appearance, if he were Wu Fusheng, he would definitely go up and hug Jin Jiaqi without hesitation.

There is really no reason why a girl like San Ye should not be cherished.

What is love? The guitar girl in the tavern came to Lao Tang's mind again.

If that girl could love him like Sanye loved the county magistrate, he would stay in Rongcheng Huadi for the rest of his life as a prison.

Although he still doesn't know the other party's name.

Maybe this is love, Lao Tang laughed at himself, he really was quite boring.

Hey.

Before he could finish his sigh, the door rang again.

Don't even think about who it is.

From the window to the door, he turned the doorknob without looking out.

Then he asked in a low voice behind him, "What did she say?"

Old Tang: "Have you thought about it?"

Wu Fusheng: "No, I'll come over and ask."

Lao Tang: "I didn't think about why you came here?"

Looking at Wu Fusheng's virtuous behavior, Old Tang suddenly became very angry. Looking at his third master, he has a clear distinction between likes and hates, and he has a heart to die.

"I didn't say anything, just asked me what questions I planned to ask."

Wu Fusheng: "So?"

Lao Tang: "Isn't it cheating to tell you?"

Wu Fusheng: "I mean, you understand, please."

Lao Tang lowered his volume: "Tell me honestly, is it possible that you two have nothing at all."

Wu Fusheng: "Yes."

Lao Tang was puzzled: "Then what haven't you thought about yet?"

Wu Fusheng: "I don't know either."

Lao Tang: "... Go back and think about it, I'm out of business today."

Wu Fusheng: "Good night, don't rush."

First rush brother, less rush later.

Can you please stop being so sensational, brother, I can't stand this.

Lao Tang shouted in his heart and watched Wu Fusheng leave the room.

I just went to bed after taking a shower and picked up my phone, a message from 15 minutes ago.

J: What did he say?

Looking at Jin Jiaqi's message, Lao Tang felt that he was about to be spoiled.

What kind of romantic short film will you make for me?
well.

moment.

No sugar in pocket: he's bleeding from the anus

J: Did he suffer from hemorrhoids again? ? ?

Lao Tang Yile, then replied: I guess I ate too much spicy food recently.

After posting, he sent the screenshot of the chat to Wu Fusheng.
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Wu Fusheng felt the vibration next to his pillow while looking at the ceiling, and subconsciously picked up his phone.

Then sit up again! !

I rub!

Sugar in your pocket: here you go.

Tchaikovsky: I really thank you.

After replying to Lao Tang's message, Wu Fusheng felt inexplicably better again.

This scene was very similar to the past. Whenever he and Jin Jiaqi had a big fight, neither of them would bow to each other, and they relied on Lao Tang as the microphone in the middle.

Recalling, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Lin Youyou's profile picture again. If it were normal, he would have taken the initiative to find the other party to chat with him for a while, probably because his emotions fluctuated too much tonight, and he was out of his mind .

Lin Youyou, Jin Jiaqi, before he knew it, he didn't even realize that he merged the two names together.

It stands to reason that one is the woman he fell in love with at first sight, and the other is his brother whom no one can bully.
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In Jin Jiaqi's room.

After a while of tumbling, she finally found a tube of medicine in the box, which she remembered she had brought.
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Old Che: "Linlin, blow dry your hair before going to bed."

Xiao Che: "I don't want to blow."

Yudong Xindu, 33rd floor, 2704 north lying.

After washing, Xiaoche couldn't wait to go back to the bed, picked up his mobile phone and told everyone in the group that he would see you tomorrow, and then sent a message to Wang Xiaohu to cheer for the next game. When playing games just now, everyone encouraged him with words Wang Xiaohu, she didn't say anything.

Putting down the phone, she recalled what the teacher said in her mind.

Can't help showing two small canine teeth.

After the phone call with the teacher, she was very happy. Although the teacher didn't praise her, she could feel that the teacher was very satisfied with her performance on stage today.

"Come on tomorrow"

Secretly cheering himself up, Xiao Che lay down and began to play Paganini's score in his mind.

So hot.

It was not enough to kick the quilt away, she turned up and opened the window, and a small wind blew in, making it much cooler.
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Yunkaiyuan.

After closing the bathroom door, it was pitch black outside the bedroom. Chen Xuan trotted back to the bedroom and was about to go to bed when Li An asked him to close the window.

"Hot," she said.

"Listen to me, you won't be cold at night."

Li An also felt very comfortable when he came back to the bedroom after taking a shower just now, the wind was blowing, and then he thought of Xu Li's phone number, but when he checked it on the phone, the temperature dropped significantly.

"Ok."

Chen Xuan closed the window and drew the curtains, went to bed and covered herself with a quilt, "Where do you plan to invite Wu Fusheng and the others to have dinner tomorrow night?"

"Flynn, it happens to be close to them."

The two swiped their phones for a while, Li An was swiping and finally received a reply, it was a video sent to him by Lin Pengfei.

The video was not long, only about twenty seconds, and then he sent it to Lin Youyou, who then asked him if he had a video of Che Lin, but he really didn't.

Before going to bed, Chen Xuan leaned into Li An's ear, "Are you really not angry?"

Li An backhanded Chen Xuan into his arms, "I don't feel angry after thinking about it, it might indeed be my personal problem, don't worry, it's fine."

Chen Xuan: "You are right, but I think they are right too."

Li An: "That's the reason. Go to sleep. You practice flute tomorrow morning, and I will have class."

Chen Xuan: "Yes."
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At eight o'clock the next morning, the two of them got up on time, and the temperature really cooled down. It was like getting it back in winter when they got up together.

After having some breakfast, they got busy.

At 08:30, Li An came to the study.

Yang Hui and Li Yiran asked for leave, and today only Wang Qichun and Yang Shuangyu took online classes.

The class of the two went smoothly. Wang Qichun played the piece well at the beginning, and he was already in shape. Before the get out of class ended, Li An encouraged the other party to practice more and work hard.

When it came to Yang Shuangyu, Li An listened to the two etudes he arranged last week, and they were not bad, except for the speed, which was almost interesting.

However, it is also understandable that these two etudes are inherently difficult, and in addition to entering May, it is estimated that the child's heart has already flown over.

"Shuangyu, I won't arrange new content for you. In the past few days, you have to polish the etudes of the previous songs. We will start the next stage when you come."

"Thank you, teacher."

It can be seen that the little boy's face in the video is already full of excitement.

"Thank you," Li An smiled, "I initially planned for you to come around around the tenth. What do your parents say and how do you come here?"

"My dad wanted to drive over. He asked me to ask when you are free. He wanted to call you again."

"Okay, I see. I'll call your dad later, so don't worry about it."

"Teacher, can we come here together?"

"Otherwise? Didn't Li Zheng tell you yet?"

"No, no, he told me, I mean can we go on the road together?"

"Don't worry about it, I will arrange it."

"Hey, thank you teacher."

"Okay, get out of class is over."

After hanging up the video, Li An closed the book on the piano and rubbed the space between his brows.

Opened the phone calendar and looked again. On the night of the [-]th, there was a special performance by Tchaikovsky of the Rongcheng Philharmonic. After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he asked Chen Xuan, and Chen Xuan said he wanted to see it.

So they must not be allowed to arrive on the 11th. No. 12 has a class schedule in the Art Examination Department, No. 13 has nothing to do, and No. [-] is just on the weekend again. He wants to use this weekend to tutor a few children in Rongcheng Cup tune.

Also NO.12 has time.

Deciding on a good day, he called Li Fu after lunch.

The matter is such a thing, it has been agreed before, the two had a brief communication, and he conveyed the thoughts of the two children, it happened that Li Fu also wanted to drive there by himself.

"Anzi, what else do you need to say?"

Li An was about to say this, "I don't need anything at home. I haven't eaten the mutton I bought for the New Year in the refrigerator a few times. I've taken it with my heart, third brother, don't worry about it."

After hanging up on Li Fu's phone, Li An called Yang Shuangyu's father again.

After setting a time, he asked the other party to contact Li Fu about the specific method, and he just picked up the station.

"Thank you, Mr. Li, thank you, Mr. Li, for causing you trouble again."

"Don't, don't, you just watch and prepare for the children. Let's meet and talk about it when the time comes."

"Alright Mr. Li, you are busy and you are busy."

After the two phone calls, Li An settled half of his concerns, and the other half was about the charging issue, which he hadn't thought about yet.

talk later.
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There were less than five hours left before the final of the Blue Sky Cup Piano Group. At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ma Ke's father brought Marco to Li Ang for the first time.

Li An warmly welcomed the father and son. At the end of the phone call last night, he asked Marco's father to take Marco here today.

On the phone, he said that he could make up for it by tutoring Marco for yesterday's competition. By the way, he also wanted to take this opportunity to talk to Marco's father about the child's next piano learning.

Xiaohu, Xiaobei, and Xiaoliu Muzi have already made it clear that they will come to their home to have lessons with him in the future.

After Che Lin finished tonight's finals, he would contact Che Yaoguang in two days. Didn't Che Yaoguang want to arrange it? Let the other party arrange it.

Chi Yu stopped studying, and now only Marco is left.

After last night, he didn't feel guilty at all. Now Qin Yong has left Yudong before him. Although he just moved downstairs, Qin Yong is no longer the principal of Yudong campus.

As for Li An, the old leader who was kind to him is no longer there.

It's really not a coincidence, last year today was the whole week he worked in Yudong.

In all honesty, this year, as an ordinary piano teacher, he did his best for Yudong and Lantian.

Not to mention his own job, whether it is writing literacy textbooks or helping to hold parent-teacher meetings, even if it is the idea of ​​reforming the textbooks for the piano group that died halfway, this should not be an obligation that he should undertake as a teacher.

Of course, each of these things is also urging him to grow.

So he is grateful to Qin Yong.

Now that Qin Yong is gone, Xinzi has resigned, Ma Tao is transferred to Guangyuan, Chen Xuan and Wang Panpan follow him downstairs, it can be said that the West Office that belongs to 2022 no longer exists.

Strictly speaking, Deng Shiqi only joined later.

Li An wanted to take Deng Shiqi downstairs, but his ability was limited temporarily.

But it's good to think about it, Deng Shiqi stayed on the ninth floor to take over most of his work, which can be regarded as a big screw he left for Yudong's piano group.

Deng Shiqi has strong business ability, practical and capable people can also work, and he will not be much worse than him.

With Deng Shiqi and Lin Pengfei present, he believed that the next stage of the Yudong Piano Group's work would be smoother. Not too long ago, the enrollment results of the Yudong Piano Group returned to the top of the four campuses.
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"Come on, Marco, let's go to class first."

Marco was looking at the kitten in the corner curiously, but when he heard what the teacher said, he looked away.

At this time, Li An gave Marco's father a gesture of invitation, and smiled to invite, "You also come and listen."

"Haha, good good teacher Li."

Ma Ke's father rubbed his hands and followed the master and apprentice into the study,
He had long wanted to see the scene where Ang Lee taught his son alone. The reason why he let his son learn the piano in the first place was actually because he liked piano music so much.
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At the same time, the City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

In the ward on the second floor, Sang Ping felt uncomfortable as she looked at the sleeping little man on the bed.

On the hospital bed, the shattered hair on Xiaoche's forehead was missing this corner, and the back of his thin and thin hand was being pricked with a needle, and a hanging bottle was hanging beside him.

She suddenly had a fever at night, 39.7.

(End of this chapter)