Please, come home and practice the piano

Bian Xuejun called Qin Yong half an hour ago.

When Bian Xuejun and Fang Yongbo had dinner at noon, Fang Yongbo mentioned Ang Lee and expressed his intention to invite Ang Lee to participate in this summer music season.

So Lao Bian told Qin Yong this, meaning to ask Qin Yong to say hello to Li An in advance.

"Understood?"

Hearing this, Li An calmed down a lot.

Since Lao Bian can bring this word to himself through Qin Yong, it means that there is a reason for this matter.

But is it so easy?

The scale of the Chengdu Summer Music Festival this time is not insignificant.

Although Fang Yongbo intends to cultivate local young performers, looking at Rongcheng, there are at least a dozen people in the same situation as Li An.

In terms of fame, I have no advantage.

I'm afraid it's not that simple.

Seeing that Li An didn't respond, Qin Yong said, "What? Isn't it a good thing?"

"A good thing must be a good thing, but it feels like a dream." Li An sat back on the sofa and extinguished the cigarette after a while, "Brother Yong, help me analyze what's going on."

Qin Yong: "There's nothing to analyze here. If someone has a crush on you, Fang Yongbo is the director of this event. If he fixes you, it will be you."

Ang Lee: "So simple?"

Qin Yong: "Otherwise?"

Ang Lee: "The music season lasts for more than ten days, and there are various concerts. Which one will I play, and whose work? It is impossible for someone to agree with me in advance for such a big event, let me play a certain piece, and then I will go directly to it?"

After a pause, "If I were Fang Yongbo, no matter who I admired, it would be impossible for me to assign the repertoire to someone directly."

After a while, Qin Yong smiled, "You are too smart, kid."

Li An curled his lips, sure enough there was something tricky here.

Qin Yong: "However, I don't know who else Fang Yongbo invited, but based on my experience, Fang Yongbo should send out several invitations at the same time."

Li Ang: "So when the time comes, he still has to listen, whoever is good will go."

"No," Qin Yong shook his head, "Then you are thinking wrong, since all the invitations have been sent out, then everyone can go."

Li An frowned, and then stretched his brows: "That's the thing, I understand."

Qin Yong: "It is impossible for every event like the music season to be a masterpiece. Red flowers and green leaves must have corner events."

Ang Lee: "Then I'll wait."

"Wait a bit," Qin Yong put down his phone, "I've already sent you the score, go back and get ready."

Li An pocketed his trousers for a while, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone, "K414?"

Qin Yong didn't go around in circles anymore, "The old man said that there are two important performances in this music season. One is Mahler's special performance. Rongai and Shenzhen Jiaotong have cooperated in the performance, and Gasman was invited to conduct."

"The other one is a concert of Mozart's classic music works. From string quartet to vocal music, all kinds of musical instruments are involved. The old man said that the lead singer of this concert will all be newcomers."

Speaking here, everyone can understand.

"Brother Yong, which publisher's version is the score?"

"Go and see for yourself."

Qin Yong lit a cigarette leisurely while speaking.
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Coming out of Qin Yong's office, Li An went to the front desk to ask Wang Meili to help him print out the score of k414, and then went back to 802 and plunged into the score.

He was not in a hurry to get started, so he read the score first.

After reading the scores of the three movements, a full hour and a half passed, and it was time to get off work.

Before the score was confiscated here, there was a knock on the door.

Chen Xuan opened the door and came in. Seeing Li An's hand full of score sheets, he picked up one sheet, and it was "Mozart" again.

Ang Lee: "It's Mozart again."

Chen Xuan: "This is about to start a new song."

Li An hummed: "Chen Xuan, I might be lucky."
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Originally, it was good to watch the game at the Red Chamber Concert Hall tonight, but Li An was still in the mood.

I don't know when Fang Yongbo will contact him. What he has to do now is to use all the time to prepare this song.

After ordering two fast food at the entrance of the office building, Li An told about his going to the Summer Music Festival in Rongcheng.

Chen Xuan covered her mouth with her hand immediately after learning, "Really?!"

Li An scratched his forehead and frowned shyly, "At present, it should be true."

"Great," Chen Xuan was indescribably happy at this moment, and then gave Li An a shot in the arm, "I will go to the August competition by myself, you should prepare well."

Li An gritted his teeth: "The music season starts at the end of July and ends on August [-]th. Nothing will be delayed."

Chen Xuan: "I have a premonition."

Li An: "Teacher Xiaomi, please tell me."

Chen Xuan: "We are going to change our luck."
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If it is transshipped or not, it has to be done manually.

In Li Ang's view, if he only played a small field in the end, then at most he would add an inconspicuous entry in his personal resume.

But if you go to the big field, it will be different.

It is said that he is a young pianist in Rongcheng, but so is Huo Xiaodong.

If you really want to wear the clothes of a young performer on your body firmly, whether you can take it or not is the next thing to do. It depends on what level of concerts you have held, what kind of troupe, what kind of conductor, and what kind of cooperation you have worked with.

Ang Lee held the Red Chamber concert very successfully, but it was just a report concert.

And there was no concerto there.

If he can make a big show in this music season and cooperate with Rong Ai and Fang Yongbo, then in the territory of Rongcheng, he will be a solid young performer.

No matter from the perspective of his personal professional development or his future education, it is a great help.

Putting aside utilitarianism, Ang Lee may not have been on a serious stage for a long time.

This time, if he can be on the stage, it will also be a challenge for him.

Whether he can use Beethoven to conquer the teachers and students of the Chengdu Conservatory of Music, and whether he can use Mozart to conquer the professionals in the entire city of Chengdu depends entirely on this song K414.

"Yeah." After listening to Li An's thoughts, Chen Xuan nodded heavily, "You must be fine."

Li Anle: "Whether there is a problem or not, we have to see if there is a chance."

Now the first hurdle is to get the starting position of K414.
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Back home, the two of them got busy with each other tacitly.

Li An touched the piano first, and it felt fine after the sight-reading.

No major technical difficulties.

Mozart's works have always been like this. The sheet music is not difficult. If you want to play well, it is not difficult.

Ang Lee doesn't know much about k414.

The next morning, he asked for leave to go back to school to learn from Old Wei.

In the morning, I returned to 802 with the materials to continue my research.

He didn't understand part of the work until he had lunch.
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To talk about this k414, I have to mention the other two songs k413 and k415.

In 1783, Mozart created three new piano concertos for his own performance.

For myself to play, hey, Uncle Mo's main one is to play.

As the three works created at the same time, the three works are inextricably linked.

This point is more deeply realized in the process of Li Ang listening to these three works repeatedly.

K413 in F major is a concerto, and the third movement at the end is even a minuet, which is somewhat inconsistent with the finale of the concerto.

Similarly, the last movement of k415 in C major also uses a strange and complex musical form, a sonata rondo with two expositions, and the whole movement is interrupted twice by an adagio in major minor.

There is a sense of escape in the presentation of the two works.

It's like a modicum attempt.

But even so, the sense of symmetrical balance of the two pieces is still dominant.

To put it simply, Uncle Mo is still making games within the framework he is good at.

But k414, which is sandwiched between the two songs, is already different in conception.

From the beginning of the first movement, Uncle Mo showed everyone his huge library of melody materials.

Even without its short motives and transitional material, the band segment presents four melodies, one of which never appears again.

What a luxury.

In addition to this, an ending theme was added, after which two new themes were added for the piano.

The entire development department uses completely new materials, without any reference to the presentation department.

However, such a complex group of materials is not bloated in the hands of Mr. Mo.

What gives this movement its dignity, and keeps it from lightness, is the constant expressive quality of the material.

Never before in the first movement of any other concerto has Uncle Mo been so willing to give up the dramatic edge and the tension to resolve irregularities.

In a sense, this approach is completely a stunt show.

The more he studied, the more Li An felt the extraordinaryness of this work, and he admired Fang Yongbo in his heart.

At least in the selection of the piano concerto, Fang Yongbo avoided Mozart's mainstream concert works and chose such a small but elegant work.

This work can be regarded as an out-of-body experience on the road to the creation of Uncle Mo's piano concerto.

For Ang Lee, it was also an unusual challenge.

In the next two days, Ang Lee has been immersed in this work, as if he has returned to preparing for the Xinhai Cup.

The only difference is that in the past two days, he will put his mobile phone next to the score.

Afraid of missing a strange call.
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On Wednesday evening, Ang Lee had just finished playing the first movement when the phone on the music stand suddenly rang.

An unknown number came.

Li An was not in a hurry to get the phone. After taking a deep breath and smoothing out his thoughts, he picked up the phone.

"Hello, hello."

The other end of the phone was much noisier than he imagined, "Yunda picks up the package, is there anyone at home tomorrow morning?"

Ang Lee: "???????"

"Sorry, please wait a moment."

Speaking of which, Li An got up and came to the living room, knocked on Chen Xuan's door, raised the phone in his hand, "Yunda picks up the package."

Chen Xuan remembered that she was not satisfied with the pair of pants she bought a few days ago, so she made an appointment to return them this afternoon.

After receiving the phone call from An Li, she communicated with the courier, "Tomorrow there will be no one at home, so I will put the items to be returned on the cabinet by the door, and when the return code arrives, I will write it on a post-it note and stick it on the package."

Brother Yunda: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Li An scratched his head, "It was a false alarm."

Chen Xuan smiled: "Don't be so nervous, how are you doing, are you practicing well?"

Li Ang: "There are too many places to deduct, but it is roughly the same."

Chen Xuan: "It's amazing, it's only been three days."

Li Ang: "I don't care if I say it's terrible or not."

At this moment, Li An's cell phone vibrated again in Chen Xuan's hand.

Chen Xuan bowed her head and hurriedly handed the phone to Li An.

Another unknown number.

With Brother Yunda's feint just now, Li An will not be so nervous now.

"Hello, hello."

Then a gentle middle-aged man's voice came from the phone, "Hello Li An, I'm Fang Yongbo."
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After hanging up Fang Yongbo's call, Li An put down the phone and wiped his sweat.

After Chen Xuan listened to the whole conversation, she gave a thumbs up, "This conductor really has no airs."

After a pause, "Then what are you going to wear tomorrow morning?"

Fang Yongbo sent out an invitation on the phone, asking Li An to go to the Rongcheng Concert Hall tomorrow morning.

It doesn't matter what to wear, Li An must be happy to finally get Fang Yongbo's call, but tomorrow and Thursday, the car will take graduation photos in the morning.

They all promised their children, and they promised twice.

Chen Xuan: "Well, I guess you won't talk for too long when you meet for the first time."

Li An: "How do you know that?"

Ouch, you said this.

After thinking about it for a while, Li An didn't have the nerve to call Che Lin directly, so he called Lao Che first.

The old car thought that something was wrong with Li An, "Ms. Li, you are too used to her. It's okay, don't worry about it. I'll go up and tell her later. Don't delay your affairs because of her."

Even though Lao Che said that, Li An still felt guilty.

This is the only time after graduating from elementary school, and the child hopes so much to pass by himself.

He decided to talk to Che Lin in person again.

Another call came through.

The little car over there is practicing the piano, "Teacher~"

Li An first asked what Che Lin was doing, then asked what Che Lin was practicing, and finally had nothing to say, "Che Lin, what time will you take your graduation photos tomorrow morning?"

Che Lin: "Teacher, let's shoot between classes at ten o'clock."

Li An calculated the time, and was a little hesitant: "Che Lin, so, I may be late tomorrow morning, but I will definitely be there, so don't rush."

Che Lin: "Teacher, I'm not in a hurry, and neither are you."

Ang Li: "You will wait for me at school tomorrow, and I will definitely go there."

Che Lin: "Okay, teacher!"

Li Ang: "You continue to practice the piano, see you tomorrow."

Che Lin: "See you tomorrow, teacher!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Xuan asked, "Is there something wrong with Che Lin?"

Li An: "What can I do? I just want me to take a graduation photo with her. They will have their junior high school exam the day after tomorrow. I guess they won't go to school next week."

"Let's continue."

Back in the study, Li An found that the [-] guy was actually lying on his rice paddy, and even tried to stretch his claws.

"Want to be a canned cat?"

Bawan was so frightened that he jumped off the piano and dashed out from Li An's feet.

In the second half of the night, Li An practiced the piano until ten o'clock.

I took a shower and continued to study the score until twelve o'clock.

Chen Xuan had already fallen asleep when she went to bed.

Li An didn't feel sleepy even when he lay down, he tossed and turned for an unknown amount of time, as if it was dawn.
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The appointment with Fang Yongbo was at 09:30 in the morning. See you in the lobby of the concert hall. Li An appeared at the entrance of the Rongcheng Concert Hall at nine o'clock.

Dress casually, neatly.

At a quarter past nine, he walked through the door of the concert hall.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Fang Yongbo.

Fang Yongbo was sitting on the convenience chair on the left hand side of the lobby, with a black T-shirt on his upper body and jeans on his lower body, holding a book page that looked like a score in his hand, and read it seriously.

Seeing this, Li An stopped where he was, and didn't move forward.

Ten minutes later, Fang Yongbo suddenly looked up and saw Li An standing under the stone pillar at the door.

Seeing Li An looking at him with a smile, he quickly got up and put down the score in his hand.