Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 5 5. Opening: Ang Lee's Piano Classroom

Li An woke up early the next morning, and a string of unread messages on his phone from 8 hours ago woke him up.

The time of this letter was very sensitive, and he immediately thought of whether Yu Xiaobei's parents had to ask for leave last night.

After opening it, I breathed a sigh of relief. It was a group message from the four-person team in the west office.

A potato grower: If you are a brother, come and chop me
The sound of the waves is still: cut

Leaves: chopped

The sound of the waves is still the same: I will go, help me cut it too

A potato grower: Why the hell am I still 0.02 short, please help Ma Tao
A potato grower: @八万一安哥 Come quickly

The sound of the waves is still the same: stop shouting, Brother An has gone to bed early
Leaf: Old Man Behavior
The three of them stayed up in the middle of the night, trying to figure out what to do to get a cash red envelope from Pinduoduo.

After hacking the two of them, Li An continued to flip through the chat records behind.

Several people were stunned, and finally even Chen Xuan joined in.

So Li An slashed Chen Xuan again.

Until I saw the screenshot of Xu Hongxin successfully receiving a 2 yuan cash red envelope at 20:100.

Ang Lee is gone.

So he also clicked on the link, and after one operation, he was only 1 cents away from receiving a hundred yuan red envelope.

moment.

Bawanyi: Good morning everyone

Bawanyi: Help me cut it too

get up.

Take a bath.

"Go away, there is no more sausage."

After throwing out [-] yuan, Li An locked the door with his backhand.

'Meow———'

At 7:55, Li An came downstairs to Yudong on time.

After getting out of the elevator, he greeted Wang Meili and walked directly to the classroom.

Yu Xiaobei's mother was already waiting at the door of classroom 3 with her child. Seeing Li An coming, Xiaobei's mother took the initiative to say hello, and then explained the child's practice situation this week.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li, this week Xiaobei only practiced for an hour on Wednesday and Friday nights. There is too much homework in school."

Li An nodded to express his understanding, "Xiaobei is great if he can continue to practice the piano soon after the exam."

"Let's go, Xiaobei, let's go to class."

As Li An said, he entered the classroom and opened the window, and Yu Xiaobei obediently sat down in front of the piano to warm up.

Five minutes later, Xiaobei's seventh class officially started.

Ang Lee turned the textbook to Qi Poli's E flat minor fugue.

A tier three piece.

"Come on Xiaobei, relax and don't be nervous."

In fact, Yu Xiaobei is not nervous at all, she is always afraid that she will not play well, so she is always in a state of caution during class.

In fact, she has practiced this piece at home to the point that she can't make mistakes.

Taking a deep breath, Xiaobei raised his hand and dropped the keys, playing an ascending short scale with his right hand.

Then three lovely jumping sounds seemed to be a tumbler who didn't stand still, and the music wobbled through the third bar and came to the left-hand part.

The unique melancholy temperament of the minor melody unfolds immaturely between the theme of the child's left and right hands, and progresses slowly to the end, without half a wrong sound during the period.

After playing it once, Xiaobei put away his hands and looked at Li An.

Li An held out his thumb.

'Yu Xiaobei's teacher-student index has risen to 58'

The system flickered, and Li An felt relieved.

"Fingering and rhythm are no longer a problem, Xiao Bei, today we will talk about the problem of wrist lifting technique."

When it comes to Luoti, Xiaobei is a little distressed.

The teacher repeats and emphasizes almost every class.

For this reason, she also did a lot of exercises at home, but she always seemed to be doing mechanical movements when she raised and lowered her wrists, which was not as natural as the teacher said.

Li An knew what Xiaobei was thinking, and comforted him gently, "Don't worry, let's take our time."

After that, he sat down in front of another piano, "Listen carefully, and watch my wrist."

Raising his hand and falling, at the same speed and the same ascending short scale, Li An's finger fell to the piano, and a string of ascending short scales slid out of his right hand like a string of pearls.

Three bars of music for one breath are a thing of the past.

When Li Ang's left hand joined in, the original melody line suddenly split into two.

The first time she listened to Ang Lee's demonstration, Yu Xiaobei hadn't started to practice yet. At that time, she only thought it sounded good.

At this time, she has already practiced this piece, and the feeling of listening to it is naturally different from before.

She really wanted to know why the teacher's left and right hands could play two melodies clearly.

The two melody lines in the air sometimes separate, and sometimes merge into one, attracting, resonating, colliding and separating from each other.

Yu Xiaobei stared at Li An's hands intently, as if he wanted to remember every movement of these big hands.

Until the music stopped abruptly, Yu Xiaobei puffed up his lovely cheeks and let out a soft breath.

'Yu Xiaobei's teacher-student index has risen to 59'

'Yu Xiaobei's teacher-student index has reached 61'

'Ding--'

'The teacher-student index of potential students reaches 60, [Ann Lee's Piano Classroom] function is open'

'Ding--'

'When Yu Xiaobei's teacher-student index reaches 60, he automatically enters Ang Lee's piano classroom'

Li An's scalp was numb with two dings in a row.

He felt as if all of a sudden, it started to look like that.

Xiao Bei, good boy.

Retracting his hands, Li An suppressed his excitement.

class first.

The purpose of Li An's demonstration this time is to hope that Xiaobei can better understand the importance of lifting technology.

This was supposed to be a technique that Xiaobei should have mastered initially during the enlightenment stage, but Xiaobei only started to learn this technique after learning the piano from him.

It is because Xiaobei didn't develop a good wrist use habit from the beginning, so it is very troublesome for Xiaobei to correct it now.

Compared to Wang Xiaohu, Li Ande said that at least Wang Xiaohu's first teacher was reliable.

After thinking for a while, Li An felt that it was necessary for him to explain to Xiaobei how to do Luoti.

"Xiao Bei, let me say it again,"

"Falling refers to the downward movement of the wrist."

"Li refers to the upward movement of the wrist."

"The drop-lift between the two tones is specifically that the first tone is naturally dropped by the weight of the arm, and then the force is transferred to the second tone by using the shift of the center of gravity, and then lifted——."

"Hand, forget it."

Looking at Xiaobei's big eyes that were getting more and more confused, he decided to explain from another angle.

Thinking about it, Teacher Li An thought about it.

"This is Xiao Bei."

"Let's not talk about the lifting technique of the wrist, let's talk about the connection line first."

Li An pointed to the right-hand part of the fifth measure of the music score, "Look at the line above the two notes #dol to si."

"The composer used this connection to connect the two notes together, making them a whole, with a certain tone and tendency, so we can't let them be separated when we play."

"Played to make it sound like a two-letter word, rather than two unrelated words put together."

"For example, when we play these two notes, it's like saying - hello, as soon as we say it, others can understand it immediately."

"Your problem now is that others can't hear what you're saying."

After what Li An said, Yu Xiaobei seemed to understand something.

"Is it acceptable here? Xiaobei?"

Xiao Bei nodded.

"Okay, then let's talk about how to make this clear."

(End of this chapter)