Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 457 157. Dark War
Rongyuan is busy this weekend.

The Rongcheng Cup kicked off and the Jinmen Conservatory of Music visited.

The busiest person among them was Wei Sanwan, who had to run at both ends.

No, the first round of the juvenile professional group just ended last night, and I accompanied the two deans for a morning meeting early this morning.

The meeting conducted in-depth discussions and exchanges on the personnel training, discipline construction, academic exchanges, and teacher recruitment of relevant functional departments of the two universities and some doctoral candidates.

In terms of discipline construction, Wei Sanwan made a speech summarizing the work achievements of the Piano Department in the past five years, and proposed a talent training model integrating teaching and performance, which was highly praised by the leading teachers and students of Jinmen Musicology.

As for the Jinmen Conservatory of Music, Pan Yue, a young teacher from the Piano Department, gave a speech and shared the next step of the discipline practice of the Piano Department of the Jinmen Academy on the topic of "theory is heard".

After the meeting, a group of people walked out of the teaching building in a mighty manner, preparing to eat in the cafeteria.

Passing by the first floor of the theater, Chen Wenchang advertised the Rongcheng Cup, and extended an invitation to the accompanying teachers and students of the Piano Department of Jinyuan Academy, "Welcome to the finals of the dolls tonight, everyone is welcome to come and guide."

The next head of the piano department of Rongyin has let go. How can the teachers and students of the piano department of Jinyuan Academy not give face, and they all express that they will definitely come to observe and study at night.

Wei Sanwan smiled with satisfaction, what Old Chen said was more suitable than him, and it should be like this between brothers and universities, and the comity that should be shown should be shown.

The attached primary school in Jinyin has been getting better and better in recent years. Compared with their attached primary school in Rongyuan, although it seems empty, it doesn't mean that there are no good seedlings in Rongcheng in recent years.
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Passing through a tree-lined path, the whole picture of the cafeteria appeared in front of everyone.

There is a private room in the canteen of Rongyuan, which is prepared for such occasions.

The leaders had to sit at the same table to continue to communicate and deepen their relationship. The other accompanying teachers and students could sit around the table to eat and drink by themselves.

Because of the concert of teachers and students of the Piano Department of Jinyuan Academy tomorrow night, Chen Wenchang will sit at the same table with the teachers and students of the Piano Department of Youjun. He has to confirm some details of the concert in person. Director Wei personally greeted him in the morning things.

This visit to Jinyuan Academy is an activity of the academy, and it is also an activity of their piano department.

The usual teacher-student concerts feature the teachers as the protagonists, but this time the teacher-student concert prepared by the Tianjin Institute of Technology has the students as the protagonists.

The protagonist is the so-called talented girl from the Piano Department of Jinyuan Academy, the No.3 winner of the Xinhai Cup Youth Open Group last year, a girl with glasses, Zeng Mengqiu.

Zeng Mengqiu, as the outstanding student representative of this accompanying visit, has a heavy burden on his shoulders.

During the meal, she also inquired about Li An, and learned that Li An was the judge of tonight's competition, which made her more interested in tonight's competition.

She still remembers the night of True and False Czerny, Li Anna's one-handed transposition of Czerny left a deep impression on her, not to mention the impromptu Mozart in the final.

If it weren't for the command going wrong, no one would be able to say the result of the game that night.

The teachers and students of the Jinmen Conservatory of Music did not know how many times they had heard Zeng Mengqiu talk about the final scene of that night, but it was the first time that Chen Wenchang had such a detailed understanding of the in-stage and behind-the-scenes of that night.

After listening to Zeng Mengqiu's description, he thought again that the child named Che Lin last night was Li An's student.

There was also the child who played Moonlight Three in the re-examination room last year. Later, he learned from Wei Sanwan that the girl was also Li An's student.

The combination of the three things, plus the concert in the Red Chamber, made him feel that Li An is an all-rounder.

Isn't this the best example of the integration of teaching and acting?

It's a pity that the education is a little bit worse, otherwise.
I don't know what Director Wei thinks, as far as their piano department is concerned, there is almost no one who doesn't know that Wei Sanwan is most proud of Li An, a student, but why he still allows Li An to stay in the training institution.

Isn't this a waste of resources? Comparing Huo Xiaodong's work in the department for more than a year, Li An is no worse than Huo Xiaodong at least.
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Those who go back to the hotel after dinner go back to the hotel, those who go out to play go out to have fun, and make no arrangements for the rest of the day.

Zeng Mengqiu saw Wu Fusheng and Lao Tang's circle of friends long before departure, and she didn't know if they were still there when she came to Rongcheng.

Just before going to bed last night, she saw Lao Tang's circle of friends, and the other party was still in Rongcheng, so she thought about dating the two after work was over today.

They are all old acquaintances, and it is quite a pleasure to meet and have a meal and chat.

I just don't know how Wu Fusheng's hand injury is. After she asked once in WeChat last time, seeing that the other party was not in a good mood, she didn't ask again.

"Hey, Brother Chong!"

"Hey, did you just wake up?"

"Oh, what's the matter, can't I call you if I have nothing to do?"

"Just kidding, I'm fine. Are you and Brother Sheng free this afternoon? I'm also in Rongcheng, and I want to invite you two to have dinner. I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Yes, I'm here too."

"I don't know if I have time here. I happened to see your circle of friends yesterday. We are fine this afternoon, so I called you to ask."

"Okay, okay, wechat contact, next time if you don't have time."

"Ah? Hey, you're welcome."

"Well, waiting for your call."
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hotel.

Lao Tang hung up the phone with the glasses girl and immediately got up from the bed and pulled up his pants.

Damn, overslept!
To be exact, he only slept for less than five hours, and he didn't close his eyes until after seven o'clock in the morning.

After parting with Lin Youyou last night, he went back to the tavern for a while, and when he saw that the girl didn't come today, he went back to the hotel room, but he fell asleep as soon as he lay on the bed.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already night. He picked up his phone and saw a row of missed calls and messages. After reading the messages, he was so panicked that he couldn't sleep anymore.

What did the two talk about last night while he was asleep?

Why is there a sense of disillusionment between the lines?

Then he chatted with the two people on WeChat until they both fell asleep, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Judging from the content of the chat between the two of them and him, the two of them had already spoken and made an appointment to have a meal alone before today's game.

What to eat?Divorce?Showdown meal?

Do not talk about the rules! ?

The promised bet will be fulfilled after the results of tonight's finals come out, do you respect the game, do you respect the car! ?

Old Tang Xin said that this meal must not be eaten by two people in advance.

After getting dressed, Lao Tang wiped his face indiscriminately in the bathroom, then hurriedly left the room with his mobile phone.

He had to call Lin Youyou first to explain the situation here.

At the entrance of the tavern downstairs, Lao Tang glanced left and right, and then dialed the phone.

"Teacher Lin, it's too bad."
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Lily garden.

Lin Youyou hung up the phone and rubbed her eyebrows.

She thought about it for a long time last night. She has no experience and doesn't know how to help Jin Jiaqi, but even so she will try her best to help Jin Jiaqi.

The current situation is that Wu Fusheng and Jin Jiaqi cannot be allowed to eat this meal.

She looked at her watch, five hours before the final.

Then I opened WeChat to find Wu Fusheng's profile picture.

57: Are you there?
2 minute later.

Wu Fusheng: Just woke up, what's wrong?
moment.

57: Lunch break? -
lunch break?

Is this Lin Youyou's chat format?

Has Lin Youyou's account been hacked?
Wu Fusheng thought that since he knew the other party, he had never seen the other party seek attention from his own words.

He was surprised again, and couldn't help but conjecture in his heart.

But the real experience still brought him back to reality. The other party must be looking for him for something, so how could he chat with him.

Tchaikovsky: Returning to the cage, what's the matter, what advice do you have.

After replying to the message, he then opened Jin Jiaqi's chat window. The two were discussing what to have for dinner an hour ago.

Jin Jiaqi asked if he could be a man once, he was very speechless, he didn't think that the other party could eat whatever he wanted, isn't this a kind of politeness, why wouldn't he be a man.

Hey.

Forget it.

After today's meal, speak clearly, and everything will be over.

Thinking of this, he still feels a little heavy in his heart, but he knows that there is no better way.

Last night, he had almost prepared the groundwork. Judging from the other party's mood, it was not bad.

Hope everything goes well today.

Just then, a new message prompt appeared in the upper left corner of the dialog box.

He hastily exited Jin Jiaqi's chat dialog box.

Looking closely, the two legs seemed to be growing on the floor.

On the right side of Lin Youyou's avatar at the bottom of the top [Are you free to meet in the afternoon?Have a meal]

Lin Youyou asked him to meet, and once again made sure that he was not dazzled, Wu Fusheng sat down on the bed.

He is messed up.

It became a hundred thousand whys.

Tchaikovsky: Ang Lee doesn't have time today, does he?
Why?

57: Why call him, just the two of us.

Why! ?
Wu Fusheng's heart beat faster, his face was hot, and he didn't even dare to look at the phone screen again.

Thinking that the other party will leave Rongcheng tomorrow, there must be important arrangements today, but the other party actually used this time to invite him to have a meal alone.

what does this mean?
But I have promised to ask Jin Jiaqi to have dinner together in the afternoon, which is also a very important meal.

Wu Fusheng didn't want to think about it anymore.

Tchaikovsky: Okay, where is the time?
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Seeing the message from Wu Fusheng again, Lin Youyou sighed lightly, not to mention disappointed, probably this is human nature.

Otherwise, when the farewell banquet was over the day before yesterday, Li An would not have secretly canceled the first driver who took the order when Li An accompanied him to wait for the online car-hailing car.

From this perspective, he could understand Wu Fusheng.

After sending Wu Fusheng an address, Lin Youyou thought about it and set the time at five o'clock.

After receiving the ok reply from the other party, she sent another message to Lao Tang, then put down her phone and began to check her luggage.

"Are you scratching?" Suddenly a white-haired old man opened the door and probed.

Lin Youyou got up immediately, stepped forward and took the old man's arm and pulled him into the house.

She said coquettishly, "Grandma~"

On this trip, the person she was most reluctant to part with was her grandmother.
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Wu Fusheng felt that she had no choice, and she had no way to refuse Lin Youyou's invitation.

But what about Jin Jiaqi?

He can only find Lao Tang.

Tchaikovsky: Are you awake?

Master: Wake up, I am going to find you.

Tchaikovsky: Come on, lightly.

After receiving Wu Fusheng's message, Lao Tang sorted out his expression, and then quietly went to the next room.

Lao Tang entered the room straight to the point, "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing Wu Fusheng hesitating, he felt very angry, but he still had to manage his facial expressions.

Wu Fusheng was heartbroken, and explained everything about Lin Youyou asking him to have dinner.

Wu Fusheng originally thought that Lao Tang had to say something to him, but he didn't expect that the other party just frowned.

Old Tang: "You are lucky."

Wu Fusheng was puzzled.

Then Lao Tang told Wu Fusheng about the dinner appointment of the glasses girl.

Now I have an excuse, but how to tell Jin Jiaqi that the matter is very important, I have to express a feeling of necessity.

Wu Fusheng's idea is that since this is the case, let's wait until the end of the game tonight, without delay.

The two thought it over and decided to do it.

It's just that during this process, Wu Fusheng didn't notice Lao Tang's strangeness at all, he didn't find that Lao Tang was more active than him.

Lao Tang: "Why don't I go and talk to her."

Wu Fusheng: "No, I'll talk to her personally."
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Next door next door, Jin Jiaqi is tidying up.

Hearing the door knock, she stopped alertly.

She didn't know if it was Wu Fusheng or Lao Tang.

"Who?"

"I."

Wu Fusheng couldn't let Wu Fusheng see him packing his luggage.

So she put on her slippers, went to the entrance, opened the door, and asked through the crack, "What are you doing?"

"Go in and talk." Wu Fusheng looked like a strange man in his pajamas.

"Hurry up, I'm going to take a shower, I've chosen the restaurant, eat food stalls." Jin Jiaqi said impatiently.

When Wu Fusheng heard about the food stall, "Okay, let's have barbecue tonight."

Jin Jiaqi was taken aback inside the door, "What?"

Wu Fusheng bite the bullet and leaned closer to the crack of the door and whispered softly: "I have a friend with Lao Tang who also came to Rongcheng yesterday. She came to Rongyuan with the group for an academic visit. We have an appointment to have dinner together this afternoon. This friend used to She helped me, I owe her a favor all the time, it's really hard to refuse, let's have dinner at night, okay?"

Wu Fusheng was already confused during the conversation, he didn't even know what he was talking about.

After speaking, he waited anxiously.

"Okay, less spicy food, I'm taking a shower."

Then with a sound of duang, the door was closed.

Outside the door, Wu Fusheng's back was wet, but he heaved a sigh of relief, and it went well.

Inside the door, Jin Jiaqi leaned against the door in a daze, and slowly squatted down.

She didn't know why she was suffering.

The two clearly understood what they had said last night, and they were only short of a formal farewell.

Even if Wu Fusheng ate this meal with himself, the outcome would not change.

But she was still uncomfortable. Doesn't Wu Fusheng know what this meal means?

"I always value face more than anything else. A friend, a favor, is very good."

The mouth is vicious, but the heart can't hate it.

After all, the other party didn't know that he was leaving tonight, so it was right to choose this way.

After all, on the night of the bonfire party, Wu Fusheng had already said what was in her heart. Could she still say that the other party was choosing to escape?
Probably only I think today's meal is so important.

"Um--"

"Alright."

Jin Jiaqi got up quietly, walked back to the bed, looked at the white dress that had not been confiscated into the suitcase, and continued to pack it up after a while.

Wu Fusheng joked about her thick legs since she was a child, which made her dare not wear skirts in daily life.

This skirt was bought before she came to Rongcheng. Which girl has never dreamed of wearing a beautiful little skirt and embarking on a wonderful journey with the person she likes.

It's just that she hasn't had the courage to take it out and wear it all the way.

She wanted to say goodbye to Wu Fusheng wearing this dress tonight.

"Damn."

Jin Jiaqi shook her tears and stood up the packed suitcase.

Turn around and walk into the bathroom.

The white dress on the bed was still lying there quietly.

If so, say goodbye to your past self.

Under the shower, Jin Jiaqi broke down in tears.
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Four hours to the final.

Yudong Concert Hall on the eighth floor.

In front of the stage piano, Xiao Che withdrew his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Footsteps came from behind.

"That's it, stop playing, let's dry off the sweat, and let's go to a fun place in a while."

(End of this chapter)