Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 440 140. Turn around and shoot!On piano and life
Fangzheng lay on his three-square-meter big bed and thought about it for a long time last night, thinking about countless scenarios of delivering flowers to Qi Guojuan.

In the end, he still chose the most brutal and simple way, walked directly in front of the other party, handed the flower to the other party, and said: Your advocating posture today is the best in the audience in my opinion.

Then he turned around and left after speaking, leaving behind a tall and stalwart back.

Ha ha.

It's so handsome.

However, there is everything in the dream, but there is no reality.

"Just go."

At the entrance of Passage A, Li An was entangled by Fang Zheng. Chen Xuan and Sun Yuman had already set off early to go shopping in the nearby night market. You can't send flowers to a girl you've only known for less than a week.

"Brother An, brother, you can't go."

Fang Zheng stood in front of Li An with a height of nearly 1.8 meters [-]. Although Li An did not suffer from his size, he seemed too thin compared to Fang Zheng.

"You help me out with a trick. I'll treat you and my sister-in-law to eat hamburgers for a week."

Well, the sister-in-law has come up, Li An really has no choice but to ask the other party.

What is the best way to chase after women? It seems that Qi Guojuan is also a straightforward person. For this kind of straightforward girl, if you don't have any tricks, just go straight.

"Oh?" Fangzheng's eyes lit up, "How can you be straightforward?"

Li An: "Send the flowers to her directly to congratulate her, and don't say anything."

"Heroes see the same thing." Fangzheng left a cool sentence, "I'll make a week's worth of hamburgers."

Turned around and walked towards the backstage, imposing.

Li An looked at the back of the other party and shook his head with a smile, this guy.
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He and Wu Fusheng successfully reunited outside the gate of the concert hall, but Li An didn't see Lao Tang.

"Lao Tang has returned to the hotel, where are we going?" Wu Fusheng asked.

Ang Lee: "Are you hungry?"

Wu Fusheng: "I'm really hungry, I have more than three o'clock in the afternoon."

Ang Lee: "Let's go, I'll take you to eat a fish head that is said to be the best around here."

Wu Fusheng: "What is it said? Have you ever eaten it?"

Recalling the experience of eating Yutouzhuang last time, Li An didn't know where to start, anyway, he didn't eat a few mouthfuls of Yutou at the end.

Thinking about it, I have to start from the bottom of my feet. The last time they recorded was from the Rongcheng Concert Hall to Yutouzhuang.

"Master Wu first commented on the E-flat major for me."

"Hey, wait a minute, did you find someone to teach after the game?"

"No, I'm so busy that I don't have time to find someone to teach."

"Then what exactly are you practicing this year?"

"I was busy with concerts a few years ago, and I only played those few shells. I have been touching 740 since the next year."

"Then why didn't you post the video?"

"I've always wanted to record it, but I didn't have time. In addition, I touched something today and tomorrow, so I couldn't unify my thoughts, so I didn't record it."

"I guess so."

"How to say."

"Your fingers are raised higher than before, aren't you?"

"Look, it has to be Master Wu," Li An generously admitted, "Yes, I try to avoid deliberately sticking the keys now, I don't think it is necessary, it will affect the relaxation of the shoulders and elbows."

Wu Fusheng nodded: "Indeed, you can read the second half of Master Merlin's lesson I will send you later."

Ang Lee: "Look, I think her concept of force development is more modern. I also made some adjustments based on her point of view. Some major chords with high tension and short duration cannot be pushed hard."

Wu Fusheng: "I didn't drag the keys, I ran over them all the way, and fell down after playing."

Li An said seriously: "You advise you to pay more attention in the future, and forget about the injury."

Wu Fusheng sighed: "That's right, hey, is that the car?"

In the distance, a black Buick drove into the side road and slowed down.

Li An glanced at the phone, it was the license plate number, "Let's go, are you okay tonight, what time are you leaving tomorrow morning?"

Wu Fusheng: "It doesn't matter if you go to work tomorrow, I don't care, Lao Tang wakes up more accurately than the alarm clock."

The two got into the car while talking.

Tonight was a rare night of relaxation for this like-minded pair.
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Back to Fangzheng to send flowers.

Almost sent a lonely.

The lesbians were about to leave the concert hall through the back door, and Fang Zheng was still preparing his speech by the front door backstage.

Fortunately, a brother who played the trombone saw him holding flowers in this appearance, and he could tell at a glance that he was here to deliver flowers. The brother who played the trombone was a fastidious person and didn't gossip, so he just told him that there was no one waiting at the front door.

After Fangzheng pointed out, he immediately understood, "Thank you."

Turn around and rush to the exit on the other side.

Fortunately, Qi Guojuan didn't want to walk with those female colleagues, so she was two beats behind and walked last, allowing Fangzheng to get a straight shot from behind.

"God Qi!"

Hearing this clumsy address, he lost his voice.

Qi Guojuan heard a sound coming from behind, but didn't realize it was Fangzheng's voice at first, she turned her head for a moment, and burst out laughing.

"Aren't you!" Qi Guojuan looked at Fangzheng with a strange face, and asked softly, "Did you really cut the whip?"

Fangzheng had already trotted over in two steps, leaving a safe distance of about one meter in a gentlemanly manner, and stopped in front of Qi Guojuan.

"It's really time to reduce it." He said.

Qi Guojuan elongated her voice, then looked at the bouquet of tulips in Fangzheng's hand, and asked jokingly, "Isn't it for me?"

Fangzheng subconsciously followed the other party's tone and said, "No no."

Huh?No, "Yes."

Fangzheng said that he was fooled, did he really, yes!
Qi Guojuan was about to die of laughter from Fang Zheng, "Yes or not."

Fangzheng coughed, "Yes."

As he said, he handed over the flowers with both hands, "Congratulations on the success of the performance, it was wonderful."

"Thank you." Qi Guojuan pinned the broken hair behind her ears, took the flowers and said, "It's costing you a lot."

Fang Zhengxin said how could this be called expensive: "No, it's very cheap, don't worry about it."

Qi Guojuan rolled her eyes back and forth twice, then let out a soft ah?
Fangzheng blushed, and hurriedly explained, "No, it's not cheap, I have an order."

Fangzheng no longer knew what he was talking about. He felt that every word he said was terrible, and it was completely different from chatting online. He wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

There was a moment of silence in the passage.

At this moment, Jin Jiaqi's urging call came.

Qi Guojuan glanced at the phone, looked up and smiled at the other party: "Let's go first, bye."

Fangzheng couldn't feel the slightest clue in the words, and looked at the other party and sighed dejectedly.

Looks like he screwed up today.

As a result, not long after, he received a message from the other party: Thank you Teacher Fang for the flowers!I'm going to eat.

yeah!

Turning around and shooting, Fang Zheng was ecstatic!

Starting today he will lose weight! -
Qi Guojuan found a small restaurant, ordered food face to face with Jin Jiaqi and put down her phone.

"So why are you making this bet?" Qi Guojuan didn't understand.

"I don't understand either." Jin Jiaqi replied lightly.

Jin Jiaqi originally thought she understood, but it was just that two people who couldn't speak to each other passively accepted some things through a bet.

Even though she already had a result in her heart, she still had a little fantasy in her heart.

But after tonight, after knowing Lin Youyou's existence, Jin Jiaqi didn't understand. If Wu Fusheng already had someone in his heart, why didn't he just tell himself.

Whether she was afraid of hurting herself or something else, she didn't know.

If this is the case, then she is very disappointed with Wu Fusheng, she is not a man at all.

But thinking about it, Wu Fusheng has always been like this from the time he realized it to the present.

Self-righteous machismo, seems to be able to solve any problem, but always makes some low-level mistakes, such as this injury.

Jin Jiaqi thought about the whole concert and came up with an answer. Compared with Li An, Wu Fusheng is like a boy who hasn't grown up yet.

But when she watched Wu Fusheng finish listening to Chai Liu with snot and tears, she couldn't help feeling distressed, and couldn't help wanting to warm him with herself.

On the road of artistic pursuit, Wu Fusheng's persistence is no less than that of anyone she knows.

Probably at the beginning, she was also pried into her heart by this trait of the other party. Who would not like a standing in the sun, wearing a school uniform with a bright smile, pointing to the far north and threatening loudly: I want to be a Tchaikovsky piano contestant. Champion man!
Anyway, Jin Jiaqi likes it.

Although they were still junior high school students that year.

Jin Jiaqi remembers that after that day, Wu Fusheng became more assiduous. She was infected by Wu Fusheng's words and deeds, and she also devoted herself to her own music pursuit.

That year was really tough for Lao Tang who hadn’t started to lose his hair yet. Lao Tang was really in a difficult situation. The one on his left hand wanted to win the Chase Championship, and the one on his right wanted to win the Paganini Award.

Lao Tang just wants to play the piano quietly, so that he can meet girls in the future.

Although the old soup is still
On the third night after the Rongcheng Cup ended, Lao Tang stopped Jin Jiaqi who was going to ask for his contact information.

The matter didn't end there. When I returned to the hotel, Lao Tang knocked on Jin Jiaqi's door. Lao Tang told her straight to the point, "Go to Jiulonggou in two days, and I will help you create opportunities." '

Lao Tang left after speaking.

Until tonight, Jin Jiaqi still had a little fantasy in her heart, but facing Qi Guojuan's question at this moment, she couldn't say anything, or she hadn't sorted out her thoughts yet.

She could feel that she no longer cared so much about this bet, because it was no longer a game between two people.

To be honest, she is a little more calm now, at least she feels that way.

But she was still a little reconciled.

Hey.

"I'll think about it."

Maybe after returning from this trip to Jiulonggou, she will be able to figure it out.

"Okay, let's not talk about my business." Jin Jiaqi brought the topic to the bouquet at the corner of the table, "You even accepted other people's flowers, what do you mean?"

Qi Guojuan: "What's the point of sending flowers between friends, don't be so conservative."

Jin Jiaqi pouted: "Then how do you feel about him?"

Qi Guojuan: "It's very interesting, buddy."

Jin Jiaqi: "It's gone?"

Qi Guojuan: "You know I don't like fat people."

Jin Jiaqi: "."

Qi Guojuan: "But people are changing, let's observe and observe, maybe they will be hot for three days."

Jin Jiaqi: "Yes, but"

Qi Guojuan interrupted: "Come on, Qiqi, you just didn't have a serious talk once, and you will understand after a serious talk. In fact, that's the thing. We are all in love with each other. My whole life was a fantasy in my student days, now I think about who I will spend my whole life with, and if I can’t live it, I will live it by myself, what’s the big deal.”

Jin Jiaqi: "Then why do you still keep the briquettes?"

Qi Guojuan: "Look, is it just a moment to let go?"

Speaking of which, Qi Guojuan shook her car key, and there was a new doll hanging on it, "I admit that I was a little panicked when I found out that the briquettes were missing that night, but thinking about what the point of keeping it is, it's not worth it."

"If you don't go to the old one, you won't come to the new one, Kiki, you have to believe that you will meet better ones."

"To tell you something you don't like to hear, your circle is already different from ours."

After a pause, "So it's better to look far away and take a look into the distance."

"The world is big, are these four words familiar?"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Since Jin Jiaqi had WeChat, she has not changed her WeChat signature.

"Come cook!"

Jin Jiaqi picked up the chopsticks and started first.

She understands the truth.

People are always like this. The possible results of the truth you understand may not necessarily be what you really want.

But what makes her feel a little sad is that she is no longer sure whether what she has always wanted before is what she really wants.

What made her even more sad was that she felt that Wu Fusheng had betrayed her.

She knew that this kind of thinking would sound like unreasonable trouble to others. Aren't she and Wu Fusheng originally brothers.

But she just felt betrayed.

It's just that she can only think about it in her heart.
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The opposite of this atmosphere is Yutouzhuang.

Li An and Wu Fusheng wished each of them had another mouth, one for eating and one for talking.

"Eat first, eat first."

The two were talking about Moszkowski's op.72 etude.

Li An moved his chopsticks first, and he picked up the tenderest piece of meat under the neck of the fish head for Wu Fusheng, "Come and taste it."

"Let me finish my sentence first." Wu Fusheng continued, "My point is that you really don't need to practice that much, Czerny. In fact, it's an open situation. Czerny has rarely used it abroad. Too many homogeneous paragraphs."

"If you don't want to go directly to Xiaolian, you can make a transition from Moszkowski. Next, I recommend Clementi's 29 songs. With your perverted fingers, it won't take much time. I think you should go through these two sets systematically. , will be of great help to you."

"Hey," Li An sighed and put down his chopsticks again. "I realized the problem of fragment homogeneity very early on. It may still be influenced by traditional concepts. I don't feel at ease if I don't complete the 740 at the speed."

Wu Fusheng understood: "Another point, Li An, your method of practicing the piano is actually a bit like a friend of mine. He is now in Curtis and has encountered a bottleneck. He can't use his brain when playing the piano. After repeating certain movements with our fingers It will cause our thinking to follow into a fixed pattern."

"There is a truth that we all understand. It takes fingers to hit the sound, but the ears and brain are used to play."

"What I said is just a little personal thought, and you all know that I like your inspiration in dealing with music, which is full of thinking, but you must not let the habit of practicing until the end take your thinking away."

Li An stretched out his thumb: "This class can't be done without 2000 yuan."

Wu Fusheng scolded with a smile: "Go away, eat and eat."

Ang Lee: "Two mouthfuls?"

Wu Fusheng: "Come on!"

Li An asked the waiter to bring over a case of beer first.

Wu Fusheng: "I'm done talking, it's your turn."

Ang Lee: "What?"

Wu Fusheng stared: "How particular about your transposition training method, please share with me too, I have told you everything."

What did Li An think, it turned out that the place was thinking about this.

It's actually very simple, just one word.

(End of this chapter)