Please, come home and practice the piano

489 Chapter 188

serious?

That must be serious!

I finally won an honor by myself, but it was misunderstood as a special reason, and other people misunderstood it. Mom, I can't accept that you think so.

Normally, Wang Xiaohu would have been bombed just now, but today he patiently told his mother how he broke through one test after another, and finally defeated Yang Junxi to become the lead singer of the male voice.

The whole process is comparable to a small essay, and the title can be called "Look at my Wang Xiaohu's counterattack road. "

After listening to her son's little theater, Xu Li was naturally happy.

At first, when she heard that it was Teacher Fangzheng who came to rehearse, she thought it might be Li An who helped behind the scenes.

But listening and listening, listening to round after round of screening, although she was not there, she gradually became nervous about her son Xiaoxiao.

In the end, when the remaining three children sang individually, everyone applauded after her son sang. She was proud of her son.

However, at the same time, she also felt that this scene did not match the picture in her mind.

She thought to herself that she never saw Wang Xiaohu like to sing at home.

Or did she not care enough?
"Then you sing and I'll listen to you."

Wang Xiaohu chuckled inwardly, now it was finally his turn to put on the show: "Is that what you want to hear from me?"

Xu Li: "A meal of spicy boiled fish."

Wang Xiaohu really refused: "No, it's strange that the teacher asked me to protect my throat recently."

Xu Lile, the sun is really coming out from the west. Is this Wang Xiaohu's reaction to eating boiled fish?

Before Xu Li could speak, Wang Xiaohu seemed interested, "Mom, do you know what to pay attention to when singing?"

Xu Li doesn't like to sing, but it doesn't mean she can't sing. In the past, she also practiced a few songs by herself in order to cope with some public occasions.

She had accumulated some little experience during the self-study process, but just as she was about to speak, Wang Xiaohu jumped ahead of her again, "Mom, let me tell you, you have to sing softly, open your mouth, and act like you are talking."

Then Wang Xiaohu copied Fang Zheng's words endlessly, so Xu Li didn't interrupt, and she also studied by the way.

After listening, Xu Li felt that she still learned some basic knowledge of vocal music.

moment.

Finally it was her turn to intervene, and she asked, "Xiaohu, do you like singing?"

Wang Xiaohu thought for a while: "It's not bad, it feels quite fun."

Xu Li: "Then I haven't seen you singing at home."

Wang Xiaohu: "Who says I don't sing, I"

As Wang Xiaohu said, his voice changed, "I sang secretly."

Xu Li noticed something, sighed inwardly, and nodded.

suddenly.

"Mom, why don't we go eat spicy boiled fish?"

Xu Li: .
She knew it.

Turning the steering wheel, he drove towards the market where he often buys vegetables.

"Mom, this is the wrong way, don't you want to go to Qiaoyuan?"

Qiaoyuan Boiled Fish is a frequented place for mother and son.

"I'll make it for you, are you happy?"

"Mom, don't forget."

"What do you mean?"

"Let's just say, don't embarrass yourself."

Xu Li was powerless to fight back. She was okay with making cakes for breakfast, cooking porridge, and processing semi-finished products, but just like Bajing asked her to make a big dish, she really couldn't.

This is the result of her culinary training after she came back last year.

When Wang Xiaochuan was here, she never cooked, and her mother always did the cooking.

There is one thing to say, taking care of the children at home, and cooking is still her weakness for the time being.

But, "You shut up."

then.

"Sing it to me now."

Wang Xiaohu: "So should I shut up or sing?"

It was the first time Xu Li felt what it was like for a mother and son to quarrel. Why hadn't she noticed before that Wang Xiaohu's tongue was quite slippery.

"Stop talking nonsense, sing for my old lady."

Rank suppression from a defeated mother.
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On the other way home from school, Che Lin stopped by a stationery store where she bought classmate records, and went in to buy a music folder.

When she reached the intersection, she glanced left and right, saw that there was no car, and ran across the road quickly.

"I am back."

Saying hello to Sang Ping Nail, she went to the freezer and opened the door, took out the boiled water that was frozen before going to school in the afternoon, and raised her head to take a sip.

So cool!

"Linlin, I can't drink iced food these days." Sang Ping reminded gently.

"Uh." Xiao Che scratched his head, "Got it."

Girls are so troublesome.

At this time, Xiao Zhizhi, who was sitting in the bar walker, reached out to her, as if he wanted the bottle in her hand.

Xiao Che walked up to Zhizhi, pointed to the bottle in his hand, "You can't drink."

Then he picked up a milk-flavored nutrition bar from the wine tray on the bar, peeled off the packaging, and stuffed it into Zhizhi's hand.

Zhi Zhi looked at the little face of the nutrition bar happily like a little Maitreya Buddha.

Nails sneaked his head out and asked, "What does this taste like?"

She didn't know that Xiaoche hadn't eaten, so she took out another one and handed it to Nail.

The nails were taken and quickly peeled off, then stuffed back into the cart's hand, and then picked up the plate and continued to work.

When Che Lin saw this, she was not polite. When she fed it to her mouth, it was not sweet, but had a faint milky taste, and there was also an indescribable taste. It was quite delicious when she tasted it carefully.

The box with the nails peeled off was still on the bar, so the cart picked it up and took a look, then put it in the pocket of the school uniform.

"Cherin."

At this time, the sound of the old car came from the kitchen.

Xiao Che knew that her meal was ready.

With her stomach growling, she immediately put down her schoolbag, patted Zhizhi on the head, and then went into the back kitchen.

Looking at the colorful kung pao chicken rice bowl on the table, she knew it was hers, "Dad, I just bought a music clip for five yuan. Teacher Wang asked me to prepare a black music clip, but I don't have one."

The old car was using the rice spoon, but he couldn't hear the humming rumbling, he turned his head and asked loudly, "What?"

Che Lin: "It's okay! I'm going to practice piano after dinner."

The old car reminded: "Don't worry, eat slowly."
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The car is actually in a hurry.

After the rehearsal in the afternoon, Teacher Wang praised her for playing very well, but also reminded her to take care of the chorus students tomorrow. (See Chapter 183 for details)
Generally speaking, the rehearsal this afternoon did not go well in her opinion, although Teacher Wang praised her in the end.

When she first played with everyone, she could clearly feel that her classmates couldn't keep up with her rhythm. Her rhythm was not wrong, and she played according to the speed of the sheet music.

Considering that some students have never studied music, she slowed down her speed, but after slowing down, those students still couldn't get stuck in the rhythm.

This only shows that the chorus part of these students has not been practiced well.

In addition, she also wanted to talk about Teacher Wang. Teacher Wang's commanding gestures changed too much, and she felt that this was also the reason why the students sang unevenly.

She wasn't sure if that was the case, either.

But she often sees the teacher beat her with commanding gestures in class, and she can understand the teacher's gestures at a glance, and can follow the teacher's beat to enter the music.

That's right, Xiao Che thinks that the reason for the poor rehearsal this afternoon is that she never heard the music.

Whether the students sang it, she played it, or she played it while the students sang it, and Teacher Wang directed it, they all seemed to be doing their own thing.

Che Lin is a steel partner and an important link, so she is anxious, she wants to do something more.

After quickly picking up the rice on the plate, she returned to the back kitchen to deliver the plate.

Old Che: "Is this finished?"

Che Lin: "Too hungry, Dad, I'll go up."

Going back to the bar and picking up her bag, she patted Zhizhi's head again.

Squeak and laugh.

The little car also laughed and laughed.

Smiling and smiling, she took advantage of Zhizhi's inattention, quietly reached out and took out another nutrition bar from the wine compartment, and then carried her schoolbag.

When passing by the busy nail, she conveniently stuffed the nutrition bar into his trouser pocket, and then left quickly.

Go back to the bedroom and put the music pages into the music stand first.

The piano sounded again.

With the thinking of the rehearsal process, Xiao Che Luozhi consciously became much lighter.
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From the spicy boiled fish to the family version of pickled cabbage boiled fish, Wang Xiaohu still eats it with gusto.

"Mom, it's so delicious, your cooking skills have improved."

On the dining table, Wang Xiaohu had already cooked two bowls of rice, and there were not many fish fillets in the bowl, no, to be precise, it should be fish pieces.

In terms of appearance, today's pot of fish was a failure. Xu Li followed the high-score method on the kitchen app and fried the marinated fish fillets first.

Just this one, fried finely.

In terms of taste, she can't say it, he thinks it's quite average, but if her son says yes, then she thinks it's not bad, and she will work harder next time.

"Drink some mung bean soup."

Wang Xiaohu put down his rice bowl, picked up a porcelain bowl next to it, and drank mung bean soup in one gulp, "Mom, I'm going to do my homework."

After the meal, Xu Li disposed of the leftovers, threw the bowls and chopsticks into the dishwasher, washed her hands and went back to the bedroom to make a phone call.

On the phone, she told Grandma Xiaohu about Xiaohu's selection as the lead singer. Grandma Xiaohu was very happy, and said that Xiaohu should go to her place tomorrow to reward Xiaohu.

Xu Li: "Mom, did Xiaohu like to sing before?"

Grandma Xiaohu: "I love to sing, I sing it cutely, and I sing while playing with my mobile phone."

Xu Li knew, "Xing Ma, you go to boxing. We will go over to him after school tomorrow afternoon. He can't eat spicy food recently, so he needs to protect his throat."

Grandma Xiaohu: "Understood."

After a while, "That Xiaobai, did you contact you again today?"

Xu Li: "I've contacted him. I've made it clear to him. After thinking about it, we're really not suitable. I'm fine. Don't worry."

Regarding yesterday's incident, Xu Li didn't go into details with Xiaohu's grandma, she only said that Bai Zijun had something to do and ended the date, and she was very unhappy.

Grandma Xiaohu: "Accordingly, your father and I shouldn't ask more about your affairs, but Mom still wants to tell you, forget it, Mom won't talk, you understand."

Xu Li: "Don't worry, Mom, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Li still felt a little empty in her heart. After all the years since her husband left, Bai Zijun was the first person to walk into her heart.

Although the other party is being kicked out of her heart by her now, her own emotions will not be digested for a while.

It doesn't matter, find something to do recently to keep yourself busy.

She has already thought about what to do, and she plans to sign up for a cooking class online to learn first.

After tidying up the kitchen, Xu Li came to the sofa and took out her mobile phone. Before taking the online class, he called Ang Li.

Regarding Xiaohu's singing, he has some questions and would like to consult.

The beeping of the phone was almost full, but the other party still didn't answer.

So she hung up and sent a message to the other party.

Excuse me, Mr. Li, I want to give Xiaohu an extra class in the middle of the week. Is it convenient for you tomorrow night? '
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Rongcheng Studio.

A silence.

At this time, Mr. Li An, who was in front of the stage piano, was not busy at all, and even a little leisurely, but his mobile phone was in the bag off the stage.

Li An rushed to school enthusiastically after work today, firstly because of Lao Pei's rehearsal, secondly because Teacher Wei called him in the afternoon, saying that his rice dumplings would be ready this weekend.

Finally, finally, finally.

Ang Lee was so happy.

But tonight's rehearsal is hard to describe.

It was almost two hours, and the total time he played the piano did not exceed twenty or ten minutes.

To put it bluntly, tonight's rehearsal progress is zero.

Lao Pei seemed to have taken gunpowder today, scolding all the string members except him.

In the middle, he couldn't stand listening anymore, and even came forward to appease the scene.

If he doesn't open his mouth to be a good person, I'm afraid these children will be scolded out of their psychological shadow.

But after a while, Teacher Pei started again.

It was not because of a little rhythm problem, Lao Pei fired for another 10 minutes.

Seeing that the flames on Lao Pei's body had almost receded, Li An stood up again.

"Teacher Pei, calm down and calm down," he walked to Lao Pei's side and comforted him again, "The final exam is coming soon, and everyone has their own songs to practice recently, which is also true, just give them another day .”

Seeing that Li An gave up the steps again, Lao Pei borrowed the slope to get down the donkey, looked at the string students who bowed their heads and shook his head, "Hey, it can kill your anger."

In fact, the root cause of Lao Pei's anger today is Zhang Yunshu, his proud disciple.

He didn't know what Zhang Yunshu was doing sitting here all night. He made all kinds of low-level mistakes, all kinds of distractions, and it seemed that his whole heart was not here.

"You guys also raise your heads up to see how angry the teacher is."

Only then did everyone raise their heads, Li An continued to smooth things over, "The final exam is important, but this performance season is also very important. The teacher chose you to sit here because the teacher believes in you and believes that you have the ability to shoulder this responsibility. I believe you can coordinate the exam and the performance well."

These words really reached Lao Pei's heart, "Isn't that what I'm talking about, there are so many people in the whole string, why don't I find someone else, they don't have any points in their hearts, they don't know how to cherish the opportunity."

"If you can't fuck it, get out, don't think that this show can't be on stage without any of you."

As he said that, Lao Pei looked at Zhang Yunshu, seeing the other party's expressionless face, the anger in his heart flared up again, but the raised hand was pressed down by Li An beside him.

"Okay, okay, Teacher Pei, just take it as a way to save me, let's not talk about it today, let's not talk about it," Li An knew that Teacher Pei was mainly targeting Zhang Yunshu tonight.

Indeed, the girl didn't know what was wrong today, she was completely below her usual level, he looked at Zhang Yunshu, and opened his mouth before Lao Pei.

"Xiao Zhang, you are not only a mention here, you are also the current principal of the Youth Symphony Orchestra of our Rongcheng Conservatory of Music, right, anyone here can have problems, but you can't, right, express your opinion to the teacher. "

Everyone looked at Zhang Yunshu, and Zhang Yunshu said lightly: "I'm sorry to the two teachers, I'm sorry to all the juniors and juniors, I'm not in a good state today, and I have troubled everyone and wasted everyone's time. I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yunshu lowered her head in shame. It's not that she didn't want to do a good job, but she really couldn't concentrate. When she thought about last night, her heart was in a mess.

(End of this chapter)