Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 417 118. Anonymous discussion caused by Xiao Liu, suffocation and riots in the backstage!

"Kurau Sonata in C Major"

When the curtain fell, Wei Sanwan was not the only one who put a question mark in his heart. Which song in C major and number is it?

This time, Wu Fusheng didn't need to take the lead in applauding. After the first seven young contestants stepped off the stage, the audience already understood when and how strongly the applause should sound.

"Wow—"

While applauding the contestants on stage, he praised the music feeling of the majority of Chengdu citizens.

But I was a little puzzled in my heart. There is more than one minor sonata in C major by Kurau, and other students are fine. You, Mr. Li, are still forgetful when you report the music to the students?

Li An felt wronged. He had read the evening billboard, and Liu Fengrui's repertoire information was complete—Kurau Sonata in C Major 0p.55no.1.

This old Dong, since you are quite an announcer, you should preview it in advance, what is the matter.

That's all right, let's see the joke.

Backstage, Old Dong asked a teacher with the announcement sheet, and then understood what was going on, and almost made a joke.

He thought it was a 0, but it turned out to be an o. Fortunately, he was quick-witted and only read half of it, so there should be no problem.

Old Dong wiped off his sweat. Tonight, his work must not be missed. In the morning, Principal Qin called him and talked a lot, which made him feel more valued and cared for. Finally, the other party handed over the work of the piano group finals to him. Let him take full responsibility.

He half-jokingly told him that this was a major test.

The other party's words are tantamount to making it clear that they want to leave Yudong's principal position to him.

But when Lao Dong said it, he was really afraid that others would not believe him. He didn't really want to be the principal in his heart.

In his heart, Qin Yong was his principal, so he just wanted to give Qin Yong a hand to run errands.

So he must try his best to complete the task assigned by the leader tonight.

Well, sighing, Old Dong looked at the stage with his hands behind his back. Not to mention that he hadn't noticed before, the children of Li An have grown a lot in the past year.

When he met Liu Fengrui on the ninth floor for the first time, he was still a chubby little man holding a water bottle.

Suddenly feeling someone approaching the door, Old Dong turned his head, Le, he was still thinking, isn't this Yu Xiaobei?

"Hello, Teacher Dong." Xiao Bei took the initiative to say hello.

Old Dong smiled and said, "It's cold here, the teacher will notify you in advance when you arrive later."

"Thank you, Mr. Dong, I'm fine," Xiaobei said, shrinking his neck carefully, for fear that his position would be exposed to the audience's perspective.

Xiao Bei specially came to see Xiao Liu.
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The little chubby three years ago still looks a bit fat now, but a slim dress makes him look a little more upright now.

From the time he walked out of the backstage door, Liu Fengrui noticed that the scene tonight was a little different.

so quiet.

Applause sounded in the middle of his walk, good guy, is this applause for yourself?
Xiao Liu felt a little tall, and he guessed it was probably because of the finals.

Immediately, he lifted his chest up.

Bow and sit down.

With a breath, he raised his hand and dropped his fingers, all in one go.

The right hand is dotted and the left hand is split, both hands fall neatly, and the music plays.

The ten fingers on the keyboard jumped up and down with his gently swaying head, and the light melody was transmitted from the piano to the entire auditorium.

Kurau Sonata op55.no1, Xiao Liu's first complete sonata in his life.

It took three weeks to learn to play from memory.

When he first learned that this was his final repertoire, he was a little reluctant.

"It's too simple."

At that time, Xiao Liu only glanced at the score, and Xiao Liu told Li An, "Teacher, I want to challenge a piece that is difficult."

He remembered that the teacher answered him like this: "Really, I won't lie to you, I am still hesitating whether to let you play this piece or not."

He just wanted to say, teacher, please quickly change it for me, and then he heard Li An say, "I'm really afraid you won't be able to take it off."

I go!

Xiao Liu quit on the spot, "Come on!"

As a result, he was soft when class was over, why did he play so badly.

"Teacher, why does the score look weird when it pops up simply?"

Li An shook his head: "It's still simple? If not, I'll give you another one. I don't think you can play this one well."

Xiao Liu felt that he was underestimated, "No! That's it!"

In the next half month, in order to enable him to play this piece well, Xiao Liu adjusted the practice time to 1, 3, 4, 5 every week, and the practice time was also increased from 10 minutes to half an hour.

He can't believe it!
Kung fu does not satisfy those who are willing to do so, and the teacher fully affirmed his sonata in the last class.

Just like the elegant running sentences whirling around in the hall at this moment, Xiao Liu stabilized the rhythm with his left hand and escorted the melody part with his right hand. The cooperation between his hands gave people a very cultivated audio-visual experience.

With a clear sound, Xiao Liu finished the performance of the first movement, and then started the second movement.
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Generally speaking, Xiao Liu played the first movement fairly well, and basically presented the content of what he said in sevens and eights.

The sentences have a certain fluidity, the structure is obvious, the speed is stable, and the most important thing is the sense of relaxation when playing.

Li An looked at the stage and tapped on the table lightly, writing the word pass in his heart.

Pass.

Indeed pass.

Wu Fusheng also thought so, the first pass was for Xiao Liu, and the second pass was for Li An.

After listening to the first movement of Xiao Liu's Sonata, he recognized Ang Lee's teaching even more.

From yesterday to today, the number of sonatas he has heard in this hall is not thirty, but fifteen. Basically, one or two consecutive sonatas come out every once in a while.

But I didn't hear Ang Lee's students playing the sonata.

The Sonata is of great significance in the beginner stage of Qintong. As the Sonata's own son, the Sonata also has a strict movement layout and division.

Learning sonatas is not only learning sonatas, but also an opening to the study of classical music.

In Lin Youyou's words, the Sonata is a screening for Qin Tong.

If this statement is posted on the Internet, it will definitely attract a group of trolls.

Just like another sentence Lin Youyou said, it is enough to play the sonata at random, there is no need to play all of them.

Lin Youyou's point of view is very clear. Sonatas need to be learned at the primary stage. In her opinion, there is no more suitable practice genre than sonatas to open up children's musical thinking, but it does not require excessive intake.

Because children who can pass the test don't need to play more, just understand, expensive things are not expensive.

And the children who can't pass the test can basically only hover on the edge of amateurs. It is obviously more enthusiastic and time-saving for children to skip and continue.

It's not cruel to say, but it really has nothing to do with age.
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If an online anonymous discussion was held in the auditorium at this moment, Lao Tang would doubt Lin Youyou's views, but he could not come up with any convincing counterattack for the time being.

Huo Xiaodong, who can come up with an example, wants to stand on Lin Youyou's point of view. In his opinion, a sonata can directly judge a child's comprehensive sense of music.

Children with a good sense of music can process and understand each part of a sentence in a short period of time after being taught by a professional teacher, and they can be unhurried. However, children with a poor sense of music can't find the chords after playing a few sets of chords. The running speed to the sixteenth note can definitely account for more than 90.00% five.

Fangzheng: This is one of the reasons why a metronome can be bought for 30 yuan. With the current level of human technology, the metronome produced can only point out the rhythm errors in the player's performance, but cannot help them correct them.

Fangzheng added: Poor sense of music, Hua Tuo can't cure it even in the next life.

Qi Guojuan: +1.

Tian Yu: Yes
Jin Jiaqi: Hey.

Wei Sanwan: Who can say no?My colleagues, think of a way.

Wang Xiaohu: My teacher has a way!
Lao Tang: May I ask who is your teacher?
Wang Xiaohu: Who are you?
Qi Guojuan: Whose child is so stupid?
Wang Xiaohu: Your whole family is a tiger!
Fangzheng: So what is your teacher's solution?

Qi Guojuan: Well, here comes a more aggressive one.
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It's not that Li An didn't think of a way, Li An started to think of a way very early.

After listening to Xiao Liu's Sonata, even though there was no ups and downs in the applause at the scene, he was still happy. If this competition is regarded as an evaluation, Xiao really passed the test.

But at the same time, he was also a little sad, and Xiao Liu's performance reminded him of Xiao Bei.

Strictly speaking, Ang Lee's first sonata teaching in Rongcheng was given to Xiaobei and Kulau's sonata in C major.

In terms of overall difficulty, Liu Fengrui's piece is more difficult, but Liu Fengrui only took less than three weeks to play it, while Xiaobei took three months to play it to a similar level.

In terms of piano practice time, Xiaobei was the one who practiced the most before Che Lin entered the system class.

Such a comparison is somewhat unfair to Xiaobei, because Xiaobei needs to spend a lot of time on study.

But even so, as of today, Xiaobei's average piano practice time is still ranked second among the children, and occasionally surpasses Che Lin one day.

For Xiao Bei, Li An has nothing to say, as long as there is still a little chance, he will not give up.

But the story is divided into two parts. It has been more than half a year since the adjustment of Xiao Bei's teaching direction, and Li An still found some changes in Xiao Bei's playing the piano.

is a good change.

Pen and ink, 94.

"Wow—"

Applause sent off Xiao Liu.
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"The eighth contestant, No. 013 Lou Nannan in Group C, the repertoire is Chopin's Etude in F minor, Op. 25, No. [-]."

Hearing the work number, Li An was very pleased.

Director Dong, who can do it, has grown up very fast, and he didn't pronounce it as "European Pi 25, CSG [-]", which is gratifying.

As for this Lou Nannan, the child is very polite, and every time he sees Li An on the ninth floor, he will take the initiative to say hello to Mr. Li.

It was Yu Dong's student and Hou Cheng's proud disciple.

Yesterday I was able to play a piece of Bach, which is hard to describe in words, but it is definitely better than that kid with a fever in Guangyuan.

In all honesty, among yesterday's group of contestants, they were good enough to advance to the finals.

Listen to it.

After all, he was the first child to play Chopin's works from yesterday to today. No matter how well he played, Ang Lee decided to give this child an extra 0.2 points.

Courage is commendable.

After the applause fell, Lou Nannan adjusted the piano bench, arranged her hands, took a breath and then dropped her fingers.

Li An shook his head after only hearing the first tone.

Fingers are too hard, boy.
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The previous game continued, and Liu Fengrui and Xiaobei were on their way back to the rest room in the backstage.

Xiao Bei: "You play well."

Xiao Liu: "It's too much, too much."

Xiaobei: "Hey, I can bounce to this speed anytime."

Xiao Liu: "What's the use of being quick, the teacher told me to learn more from you."

Xiao Bei: "Huh?"

Xiao Liu: "Ang, the teacher said that you played finely, and that I played like a blind man figuring out an elephant, with no rules."

Xiaobei: "Um, I think it sounds better if it's faster."

Xiao Liu: "You play very well."

Xiaobei: "Have you ever heard me play?"

Xiao Liu: "Well, the teacher showed me the video you recorded before the exam."

As he spoke, Xiao Liu gave a thumbs up.

Xiao Bei felt his face was burning, and he was too embarrassed to ask any more questions.

It turns out that the teacher always praised himself, not all to encourage himself.

happy~~~~
At this moment, a staff member caught up and asked Xiao Liu if his parents were in the lounge. Xiao Liu told the staff that his father was in the audience, "He will pick me up later."

The staff left upon seeing this.

Then the two quasi-junior high school students returned to the big lounge, and walked to a corner as soon as they entered the door.

On the bench in the corner, Che Lin was still asleep in the arms of Che Lin's father, covered with a red fleece.

Che Yaotian smiled and asked Liu Fengrui in a low voice: "How are you?"

Xiao Liu scratched his head: "It's okay, uncle, can Che Lin still participate after a while?"

Che Yaoguang sighed: "There are still ten people coming to her, wait for her to wake up and then ask her, please sit down, don't stand"

"By the way," said Che Yaoguang and looked at Xiao Bei again, "Your mother went to the bathroom."

Xiaobei nodded, "Thank you, Uncle Che", and then sat next to Liu Fengrui, and there were only four of her left, but at this moment, she only hoped that Che Lin could spend the night smoothly.

At this time, in the other corner of the lounge, Zhang Yahui was holding the score and carefully watching it. She thought that today she must not play and forget the score again.

Sitting next to Zhang Yahui was his father, wearing an indistinguishable color leather jacket. The father who was yelling at his daughter in front of everyone in the corridor yesterday looked at his daughter with extremely gentle eyes. If there are two people.

"Huihui, are you thirsty? Would you like some water?"

Zhang Yahui shook her head.

"Hui Hui, are you hungry? Would you like some eggs?"

Zhang Yahui shook her head.

"Okay, good boy, remember the main points that Dad told you, and you will show it in a while, do you hear me?"

Zhang Yahui nodded.

"Hey, look carefully, look carefully, there are five more children coming to you, don't be distracted."

As he spoke, Zhang Dong patted his daughter's head.

Zhang Yahui shook her hand, and the score almost fell on her lap.
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Zhang Yahui's father is Zhang Dong. He used to be a music student who graduated from a normal school. Now he is a primary school music teacher. He wants to train his daughter to be a pianist, but he doesn't recognize all the piano teachers in Chengdu, including Wei Sanwan. .

Having gone through the complete stage of the art examination, he thought he had already seen everything clearly.

He felt that these teachers in Rongcheng were not worthy of his daughter's talent, and no one could teach his daughter well except himself. When the time came, he would send his daughter to Yanjing to worship a real famous teacher.

Speaking of his daughter's talent, in his eyes, her daughter's talent is absolutely unique.

His daughter finished playing all Xiaotang textbooks in just two months!

And through yesterday's competition, he was even more convinced of this point. None of the judges knew him, but his daughter could still enter today's finals even though she forgot the score, and she was not at the bottom of the list.

What does this mean?
It shows that her daughter's talent has impressed those judges!

This is God's compensation for him!
"Huihui, tell me, what is your goal in life?"

Zhang Dong approached his daughter and asked in a low voice.

Hearing this gentle voice, Zhang Yahui felt the creeps behind her.

She lowered her head, swallowed, and replied in an inaudible voice, "I want to be a pianist."

Zhang Dong's face darkened instantly, "I can't hear you."

next second.

Zhang Yahui was terrified, she closed her eyes and shouted loudly: "I want to be a pianist!"

With this voice, the scene became quiet.

Everyone looked at the father and daughter.

In Che Yaoguang's arms, Che Lin moved in a daze, and then fell asleep again.

"it's so funny."

Then a boy's voice broke the quiet lounge, with a bit of ridicule and sarcasm, "In this way, I can also be a pianist."

The boy witnessed Zhang Yahui's forgetting the score yesterday.

The boy's mother immediately pulled the boy when he heard the words. The boy shook off his mother's hand and said in disbelief, "How can anyone who forgets the score be able to advance! But Li Hong can't get in? How dare you yell!"

Perhaps no one at the scene knew who Li Hong the boy was talking about, but this girl who had forgotten her genealogy was remembered by many people.

There was a commotion, and Zhang Dong remained calm as if he hadn't heard anything.

Only Zhang Yahui lowered her head, tears had already started rolling in her eyes.

Seeing this, Xiao Liu and Xiaobei looked at each other, and the two of them suddenly felt very happy.

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"No.13 contestant, No. 031 of Group A, Zhang Yahui, performance piece, Haydn Sonata No. [-]."

(End of this chapter)