Please, come home and practice the piano

The time for recruiting students from other places is yet to be discussed, but Qin Yong told Li An to prepare well for the student monthly exam at the end of the month.

"At that time, the persons in charge of art examinations from the three schools will come to visit our monthly examination site."

"okok, the boss has worked hard."

"Wait." Qin Yong called to stop Li An, "Has the desk upstairs been cleared?"

Li An: "Chen Xuan and I have already settled down, and we are still looking forward to it."

Qin Yong: "You asked her to pack it up in the past two days. Will you still participate in the recruitment work on the weekend?"

Ang Li: "I won't participate, but I have to use the fourth classroom for a while."

Qin Yong: "This issue will be discussed at the meeting next Monday. In the future, there will be no fixed classrooms on the ninth floor. Whoever has the lessons will use them. I estimate that the piano room on the eighth floor will not be enough by next month. By then, students from the Art Examination Department will be able to use it within a week. To practice the piano, you need to borrow the piano room on the ninth floor."

Qin Yong had told Li An about this plan a long time ago. On the one hand, it will solve the problem of vacancy of the facilities on the ninth floor, and on the other hand, it will alleviate the problem of insufficient piano rooms on the ninth floor.

Li An was naturally reluctant to leave the fourth classroom, but this matter still needs to cooperate with the work of the campus.

"Then I will clean up the fourth classroom in advance."

Qin Yongle: "Then where will you practice piano in the future?"

Li Ang: "Whatever you want, you can also practice on the eighth floor where you have classes."

Qin Yong thought for a moment: "We are still discussing the issue of arranging a fixed classroom for the teachers of the Art Examination Department. If a teacher occupies more students, he will use one less. It is estimated that two teachers will share a fixed classroom at that time."

Li An pondered for a moment: "Chen Xuan and I want the classroom by the window on the east side."

Qin Yong spit out old blood: "That's the expert classroom!"

Ang Lee: "Aren't there two expert classrooms?"

Qin Yong: So what?

Li An: "So Chen Xuan and I can't keep up with an expert? Experts don't sit on duty."

Qin Yong: "Aren't you a hooligan?"

Li Ang: "Just kidding, Chen Xuan and I just use this room 802, which is fine. The main reason is that I have moved a lot of scores and things in, and it is too troublesome to move out."

Qin Yong really thought that Li An asked him for an expert classroom just now, and he said with lingering fear: "You are in 802 for the time being, and we will discuss the classroom issues. After the monthly exam is over, the campus will definitely change, and your teacher will be needed then. Let’s help make plans together.”

"I don't have any complaints. I'll call whatever the boss tells me." Li An said, picked up the teacup on the table and left the office.

When the office became quiet, Qin Yong rubbed the center of his brows. In fact, when the two expert classrooms were established, he and Lao Ma had disagreements on ideas.

He felt that it was a waste of resources, so why would such a good position be vacant at ordinary times, it would be used by teachers and students.

But Lao Ma insisted that it was necessary, and said that in the future, if a master is invited to come to guide, he must have a rest room. For example, if some university professors come to give small classes, the classrooms they use must be separated from other teachers.

Isn't this a big deal of formalism?As long as the money is in place, people don't care about where to rest and where to go to class.

But in the end Qin Yong compromised.

Ren Lao Ma Na will fully support him in building a concert hall, which can be regarded as satisfying his ideas.

Furthermore, he guessed that the purpose of Lao Ma's two expert classrooms was also to save one for himself.

Speaking of which, Lao Ma doesn't have a private place to stay here.
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On the way back to the office, Ang Li met Song Bowen who was going to class. Song Bowen greeted him warmly, and he also nodded with a smile.

Li An's impression of Song Wenbo is actually pretty good. Among the seven teachers in the office, apart from Wang Panpan, who teaches music theory, Song Wenbo is the only one who prepares lessons with him among the remaining six teachers.

It is even more necessary to prepare lessons for art candidates.

At least on this point, Song Wenbo's teaching attitude is still serious.

After returning to the office to fill up the teacup, Li An came to the ninth floor and started practicing piano for today.

Take advantage of the fact that classroom No. [-] can still be used.
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As the class bell rang through the eighth floor, the children from the Art Examination Department dozed off one by one and came out of the dormitory.

It's time for the afternoon music theory class again.

At exactly three o'clock, Li Zheng and Yang Shuangyu came to the eighth floor accompanied by their parents.

Li An personally helped to settle, and arranged the two of them in Zhao Weida's dormitory.

"Okay, you two go to class directly, and pack your luggage at night."

The two children were already able to find the classroom with ease, and they left together after hearing the words.

Ang Lee gave some precautions to the four parents. For example, children can use their mobile phones for one hour during dinner time every day.

The rest of the time the mobile phone is handed over to the office.

"Usually there are teachers on duty here, so you don't have to worry about not being able to contact them. In case of any emergency, you can contact me directly."

Father Yang: "Okay, Mr. Li, I will trouble you in the future."

Li An waved his hand: "It should."

After helping the two children make the beds, the five of them came to the rest corner to sit down and rest for a while.

The meal was eaten, the words were spoken, and the child officially entered school.

Li An asked Father Yang what to do next.

Father Yang: "It's okay, my mother and I plan to leave early tomorrow morning, there are still things at home."

Li An: "Okay, then you guys have a good rest at night, I won't see you off tomorrow."

Father Yang: "Mr. Li, are you free tonight? Shuangyu's mother and I would like to sit with you again."

At this time, Li Fu took the initiative to make space, and took Chen Fengxia downstairs to buy some food for the two children.

The three people who did not move watched Li Fu and his wife go away, Li An turned his head and said with a smile: "I have received it, you can rest well tonight, if you have anything to say, let's just sit and talk now, there is no need to go out and make a fuss one trip."

Father Yang is also a smart person, so he didn't force himself when he saw this, and said directly: "Mr. Li, we are going to let him enter the Rongcheng Conservatory of Music. You can inform us of the next class and arrangement."

Li An: "Don't worry, the most important thing for him right now is to quickly adapt to the rhythm here. When the time is almost there, I will take him to meet my professor and listen to what the old man has to say, and then we will talk about the rest. "

After a pause, "But Shuangyu's bottom is here, as long as you persevere, the result will not be bad."

Father Yang understood: "Thank you, Mr. Li, I'll just trouble you, and we will definitely cooperate with you."

Ang Lee: "I hope everything goes well for the child. The 24-year art test may face a comprehensive reform. By then, the difficulty of the art test will be a bit higher than it is now."

Father Yang: "We've also heard about this recently, so we also hope that he can pass this year. After that, we will have nothing to worry about."

Ang Lee: "Yes."

Mother Yang suddenly said, "Mr. Li, there is something we want to discuss with you."

Li Ang: "Yeah, tell me."

Yang's mother: "I see that the course arrangement in the agreement is to have one professional class a week, and it will be added to two classes a week after September. See if we can give him an extra class every week as before. "

Ang Li: "It's not necessary, one class a week is enough for Shuang Yu for the time being."

Mother Yang couldn't make up her mind, she looked at her husband.

Father Yang: "Mr. Li, you don't know this kid. If you don't care about him, he will relax you from time to time. We were close to Mr. Qi before, and we were able to control him. In the future, we will not be able to control him even if we want to." It’s up to you to wind him more.”

Li An smiled, nodded after a while, "OK."
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In the evening, Li An and Chen Xuan were having dinner at home, and they received [-] and [-] class hour fees from Yang's father, no more and no less.

Chen Xuan said with a smile that Ang Lee has had good fortune recently.

Li An didn't deny this, "When will Ye Jiarong change the flute?"

Chen Xuan: "At the end of the month."

Ang Li: "Get in touch with senior sister in advance."

Chen Xuan: "Yeah."

After the meal, Li An came to the study to call Che Yaoguang, and asked about Che Lin's physical condition in the past two days. From the backstage alone, he could only see that Xiao Che could guarantee about four hours of piano practice time every day.

On the phone, Che Yaoguang said that Che Lin was in good condition these two days, especially eating.

Can eat well.

"Then I don't worry. There are still four days until the competition. During the period, let her pay attention to rest and not do too much practice. Today is the 13th. The day after tomorrow, let her come to Yudong Campus after school in the afternoon."

Che Yaoguang: "Okay, good teacher Li, it's still like that day."

Li Ang: "Yes, hurry up, we will contact you anytime."

After hanging up Che Yaoguang and calling, Li An made another call to Xu Li and Liu Fengrui's father.

The 17th and 18th are the competitions of the children's professional group. Before the competition, he has to cheer these children up again.

After agreeing on a time, he put down his phone and walked around the study room twice, and came to the window to relax his eyes for a while.

A quarter of an hour later, he returned to the computer and typed word.

He had some preliminary thoughts about the ten teacher training sessions.

There are actually several ways to attack the art test trainees. The key point is the teacher's experience and how to judge that the students have met the minimum requirements for entering the next stage.

This minimum requirement is not that the students have played the repertoire or exercises assigned in the previous stage at a certain speed, but whether the content played out is valid.

For example, the effectiveness at the initial stage includes whether the students have reached a relatively relaxed state, whether the three-joint support is strong, whether the finger-drop consciousness is active, and the efficiency of reading spectrum, etc.

An experienced teacher can see a student's current stage in a few bars of performance, where it needs to be strengthened, where it needs to be corrected, and where it needs to be rebuilt.

But this is only in isolation. If this experience is connected with the group of trainees, Ang Lee believes that one must be added, and it can even be called the most important one-where should be properly given up.

Unless you are very talented, spending a lot of time tempering your fingers is useless.

The useless work here should be put in a quotation mark, because there will always be gains in practicing fingers.

However, there is a significant difference between the group of trainees learning the piano and the learning of ordinary piano lovers. The latter is more like a process-oriented person, while the former is a result-oriented person.

The purpose of the trainees is to pass the college entrance examination by learning a musical instrument, and the goal is to enter the college entrance examination.

Therefore, they must raise their level to a certain height in a short period of time.

Leaving aside the fact that this itself runs counter to the matter of learning art, let’s talk about how a piano teacher can turn a zero-based student into a performer with a "certain level" in a short period of time. Here, the teacher must learn to give up. of.

If you scratch your eyebrows and beards, you are obviously an unqualified teacher.

Then choose one line from the other, which is better than the above, but it is still not a good method.

What is a good method is to grasp the beard and eyebrows separately, distinguish between primary and secondary, implement strategies by category, analyze the overall situation, and prescribe the right medicine, so that a game of chess can be highlighted in the end.

When the students walked into the examination room at the end, what they showed was this game of chess, and what the judges saw was this game of chess.

How to let the training students play this game of chess well?
After roughly conceiving the course framework, Li An felt that ten lessons could almost clearly share what he wanted to share.

A little bit of filling will do.

For example, under the title of implementing policies by category, we must emphasize the right medicine and work hard on identifying the problem.

He will summarize various problems existing in the trainees, and then give corresponding solutions.

He will also give the solution cycle for each problem, and remind the teacher that if the students cannot solve it according to the method within the cycle, the teacher must immediately lower the requirements and standards, and never waste time.
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two hours later.

In front of the computer screen, Chen Xuan discovered another typo: "The hand frame is wrong, not the driving frame."

"." Li An was speechless, "Mr. Xiaomi, I was really wrong. It doesn't matter. I just made an outline. You can understand it or not. I will definitely have to change it when I come back."

Chen Xuan directly helped Ang Li to correct it, "affecting the reading experience."

Ang Lee: "It's not about reading novels, I'm after some reading experience."

Chen Xuan: "That won't work either."

Well, Li An felt that it was better for him to shut up.

Chen Xuan nodded after reading it, "I have learned something, it can be said that it is all dry goods, and I look forward to the following content"

Li An showed a modest smile: "If you think there is a problem, you must point it out. I am actually a little uncertain about some places. I said that the non-legato closing movement can not be played directly, but for the next note to be able to drop the fingers independently, I suggest that you use a tricky teaching method."

"This method allows students to quickly find the feeling of playing."

Chen Xuan: "But it's actually just a cover-up."

Ang Lee: "Yes."

Chen Xuan: "If this is the case, I think you should think about it carefully, and you will definitely find a better way."

As she spoke, she leaned closer and kissed Li An gently on the face.

Then Fu Er whispered, "Don't worry, it's still a long time."

Another hour later, when Li An came out of the study, he didn't know that Chen Xuan had already taken a shower and was lying on the bed.

Chen Xuan was lying on the bed holding a video with Song Lian on her mobile phone, when Li An swaggered open the door and walked in.

"Ah?" Li Anmeng stood in a circle, his hand still on the doorknob.

Chen Xuan laughed, and said to Li An: "My mother."

Ang Lee: "Huh?!"

Chen Xuan: "Come over and say hello."

Li Anmeng was taken aback, and walked over quickly, not daring to approach, and shouted at the phone in Chen Xuan's hand. "Aunt."

Then he greeted without confidence, "Good evening, Auntie."

This scene was really happy, Chen Xuan covered her mouth, Li An stood on Hakone Onion, scratching her head non-stop.

"Li An is done."

Song Lian's voice came from the phone.

This made Li An feel a lot more relaxed. He sat down by the bed and replied, "That's right, I just finished a little work."

As she spoke, she signaled to Chen Xuan whether to give him the phone. Now that they have talked, at least she should show her face, otherwise it would be impolite, but Chen Xuan tilted her head and whispered with her lips: "My mother wears pajamas."

"You've been so busy recently, sleep more in the morning," Song Lian's voice sounded again from the phone, "Don't get up and make breakfast."

Li An hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, auntie, I'm not that busy, I'm used to getting up early, even if you ask me to sleep more, I can't fall asleep."

Song Lian on the other end of the phone laughed, "Then wake her up when you get up from now on, don't let her sleep in."

"Auntie, me," Li An hesitated, then glanced at Chen Xuan, and leaned closer to the phone for a moment, "I dare not."

The tone was indescribably sincere, and even a little bit honestly wronged.

Chen Xiaomi was angry: "Ang!???????"