Please, come home and practice the piano

In the evening, Xiao Ming's Mood Room.

Four old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time chatted happily, and Fu Tianming has been working hard to write a new script, science fiction theme.

Ang Lee doesn't understand science fiction, so just listen to it.

Fu Tianming was eloquent, but Wen Xiao couldn't bear to interrupt it, "Would it be okay to stop?"

I talk about the script during the day, I talk about the script at night, I talk about the script when I eat, I say toast you when I shit, I talk about the script when I work, and I talk about the script during the rare leisure time.

The director can't stand it either.

"Fine, fine," Fu Tianming held up his wine glass, "I'll apologize to everyone."

Put down the glass after drinking, "Hey, what do you think of the plot just now?"

Wen Xiao held his forehead, everyone laughed.

"What are you talking about?" Li An received a call from Fu Tianming in the afternoon, saying that he was going to do something tonight, and there was a big event to be announced. understand the script.

Fu Tianming: "Ahem, it's nothing serious."

As he spoke, Fu Tianming glanced at Wen Xiao, "Director Wen and I have decided on a date."

Chen Xuan: "Wow, congratulations, when is it?"

Wen Xiao smiled: "November [-]th."

Li Ang: "That must be done, congratulations and congratulations."

At this time, Fu Tianming made a request: "I wonder if I have the honor to invite you two to be our best man and bridesmaid."

"Huh?" It was the first time Li An received such an invitation.

Chen Xuan was also a little confused for a while.

In terms of relationship, although the four of them made a short film together, collaborated in a concert, and had such an unforgettable experience, they still met relatively late after all.

"Is Chen Xuan and I suitable?" In Li An's impression, the bridesmaids and best men always look for Fa Xiaohe and his classmates.

Fu Tianming immediately became serious: "Why is it inappropriate, you just say do you have time?"

Li An looked at Chen Xuan, and Chen Xuan put on an expression that said it was up to you.

Seeing this, "Then I will be happy with the two of you," Li An raised his glass and congratulated again.

"Thank you~"

"Thank you!"

Wen Xiao and Fu Tianming also raised their glasses, Chen Xuan followed, and the four clinked their glasses to the brim.

Then we talked about the music season. Wen Xiao asked when the tickets would be sold when he learned of Ang Lee's performance. Fang Yongbo also mentioned this during lunch today. The ticket sales channel will open at 7:17 noon on July 12.

Fu Tianming calculated: "Isn't this the day after tomorrow?"

After a while, "Don't worry, I'll pack a row for you."

Li An waved his hand: "No, no, I guess I can get a few free tickets, and I'll send them to you when I get them, as well as the tickets for Li Yuan. I have to trouble you to hand them over to me then."

Fu Tianming: "Don't worry about it."

Here Wen Xiao has already found the concert on the Internet, "Xiaomi, is it Mozart Night?"

Chen Xuan: "Yes."

Wen Xiao clicked on the screen and checked the ticket sales reminder, "Okay."

Li An: "Hey, my own people are still so polite."

Fu Tianming: "Just leave it alone, okay?"

ok let's have another drink.

Three rounds of wine.

"Ann Lee, when will our Beethoven plan continue?"

"There's definitely no time this summer."

"The winter?"

"You are the boss and you have the final say."

"Get out, let's make an agreement this time, and have a second game in winter."

"it is good."

"drink wine."
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Back home, Li An came to the study slightly drunk and sat down in front of the piano.

After opening the band score and playing for a while, Chen Xuan brought a cup of tea, "It's still beautiful here."

Li Anle.

After finishing the first reunion this morning, everyone in the orchestra looked at Ang Lee with different eyes.

Some respect cannot be bought with money. If you want to conquer your peers on the stage, you have no other way than to present a performance that can impress them.

Ang Lee conquered everyone with his strength today, and asked Fang Yongbo to take the initiative to re-adjust the tempo of the band for him.

Can't this make people happy?

After taking the teacup from Chen Xuan, Li An put it aside, and then hugged Chen Xuan into his arms.

moment.

"Xiaomi, let's all work hard."

"Ok!"

The four eyes met, and Li An caught some kind of danger signal from the other's eyes.

grin.

Just like that, an ordinary day passed by again.
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The next afternoon, Li An was practicing piano at 802 when he received a call from Ji Yang.

"Is it over?" Li An asked.

On the phone, "Well, teacher, are you busy now, I want to talk to you about something."

"Not busy, you say."

Xiao Ji talked about the performance of several children in class in the past two days, focusing on Xiaobei and Che Lin, "Actually, it's okay, but there may be a little influence on each other."

Li An understood: "Then adjust it, who do you think Wang Xiaohu will be more suitable with?"

Xiao Ji: "Wang Xiaohu's performance is very good. In their group, Liu Fengrui talks too much. I think it's better to transfer Liu Fengrui to Muzi in the afternoon."

Li An interrupted: "No, Liu Fengrui has a remedial class in the afternoon, from Monday to Friday, let me think about it."

For a moment, "Well, Liu Fengrui's time doesn't move. I'll see if I can transfer Muzi to the first quarter in the morning. Wang Xiaohu moves back a bit so he can be with Xiaobei."

"Marco and Ling Guoguo didn't move."

Ji Yang: "Good teacher, what about Che Lin?"

Li An: "Che Lin is in the last section, so you two can practice each other on the piano in the last section."

Ji Yang: "Huh? Teacher, isn't it good?"

Li An smiled: "Why, there is pressure."

Ji Yang: "Not really, good! Listen to you."

Then the topic changed, "Teacher, Che Lin's practice speed is really terrifying. The five etudes you assigned her in the last class took only three days. She finished practicing at the same speed."

Li Ang: "It's true that the decorations for her are a bit small."

Ji Yang: "Then let her continue to practice?"

Li Ang: "No, just these five etudes, she can continue to practice."

Ji Yang: "Good teacher."

Ang Lee: "Is there anything else?"

Ji Yang: "There is no teacher."

Li An: "I will contact the parents and give you information."

Ji Yang: "Well, then teacher, you are busy, I'm leaving."

Li Ang: "Look at the [-] rice bowl."

Ji Yang: "It's already served food."

Li An: "OK, slow down on the way home."

Ji Yang: "Goodbye, teacher."

After hanging up the phone, Li An transferred three hundred to Ji Yang.

Then the check-in group was opened again.

Judging from yesterday's check-in video, Che Lin can indeed continue to practice new content.

However, Li An did not intend to arrange new content for the car.

It is both refining and tempering.

What is refined is the notes, and what is tempered is the temper.

This is just the beginning.
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Before leaving get off work, Li An made a few phone calls, and the parents had no objection to the time adjustment.

Before Xu Li hung up the phone, she asked Li An if she was at home at night, and said that she had made some snacks and asked Wang Xiaohu to bring them to him.

Li An agreed with a few polite words.

After replying to Ji Yang, he clocked in and got off work with Chen Xuan.

The small noodle shop in front of the house solves the dinner.
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After dinner, Wang Xiaohu came to the teacher's house with two boxes of snacks.

As soon as Li An met, he praised Wang Xiaohu, "Recently, he has performed well, and he is very active in checking in every day."

Wang Xiaohu scratched his head, "Teacher, this box is biscuits, and this box is puffs. My mother said puffs should be put in the refrigerator."

"Your mother can open a shop with this skill," Li An said and took it, "Come in first."

Chen Xuan was practicing the flute, the teacher and the student sat on the sofa, and Li An brought a bottle of water for Wang Xiaohu.

"Thank you teacher, I'm not thirsty."

"Drink you." Li An unscrewed it directly and handed it to Wang Xiaohu, "And put it on with me."

Wang Xiaohu laughed, took a gulp, and grunted.

Then, "Teacher, I want to ask you something."

Ang Lee: "What's wrong?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Teacher, is the clarinet difficult?"

Not to mention that Li An almost didn't remember it, Ji Yang told him that Wang Xiaohu kept asking about the clarinet, "I still want to ask you, what's your situation, why do you want to learn the clarinet again."

Wang Xiaohu said in his heart that I didn't say I wanted to learn, "I just want to understand, teacher, is it difficult?"

Li Anle still didn't admit it: "Difficult, very difficult."

Wang Xiaohu got serious: "Is it difficult to learn the basics of piano?"

Li An: "Wang Xiaohu, let's just order."

Wang Xiaohu curled his lips: "Teacher, I've been listening to a symphony recently, and I found the clarinet to be very nice. I want to try it."

Li An thought for a moment, "Did you tell your mother?"

Wang Xiaohu: "No, if she finds out, she must blame me."

Li Ang: "Then who are you to blame? You have only had a few vocal lessons, and you have to learn the clarinet. Don't you live in school? You have piano, vocal music, and clarinet. How can you have so much time to practice?"

Wang Xiaohu looked away and muttered, "I knew it."

Li Anle: "I know you still ask."

Wang Xiaohu: "Teacher!"

Hey, to say that Wang Xiaohu's enthusiasm for learning music is really good now. Compared with last year, it is like heaven and earth. In fact, there is no conflict. The key is whether he can persist.

The clarinet is not the same as vocal music, it takes a lot of time to practice, and it doesn't matter if you don't practice.

"What symphony have you listened to recently?" Li An planned to investigate.

Wang Xiaohu got excited immediately: "Bei San, Bei Wu, Bei Jiu, and Ma Yi, Ma Liu, teacher, I really like Mahler No. [-]."

Li An tutted his tongue: "Okay, young man, are you already at this level? You're already at the top of your game. Where did you learn the stabbing words from?"

Wang Xiaohu has a question mark face, is there a problem?
Isn't that the same on the titles of station B, "Teacher, I see that's what the titles of those videos say."

Li Ang: "Then tell me, what is Bei San?"

Wang Xiaohu blurted out: "Beethoven's third symphony is Beethoven's third, hero, fifth is fate, nine is chorus, first is a titan, and sixth is tragedy."

Li An immediately sat up straight: "Did you really listen?"

Wang Xiaohu was about to cry, and directly took out his mobile phone to show Li An his browsing history on station B.

"Okay, okay." Li An signaled the other party to put down the phone, "I believe it."

Only then did Wang Xiaohu get angry, and snorted, "Even you don't believe me!"

Li An still couldn't accept it: "It's not like I said, why did you suddenly like symphony music?"

Wang Xiaohu said eloquently: "It sounds good, very imposing, very grand."

Ang Lee nodded: "So you want to learn the clarinet? Do you also want to sit in the symphony orchestra in the future?"

Wang Xiaohu, you don't want to sit in the symphony orchestra, he wants to stand in front of the symphony orchestra!
But he didn't dare to say this, "Teacher, I just want to try various musical instruments. Didn't you tell Senior Sister Ji Yang that learning music should not be limited to the musical instruments in hand, but to be exposed to all kinds of music, each any type of music?"

"That's right." Li An touched his chin, looked Wang Xiaohu up and down for a moment, "Really serious?"

Wang Xiaohu grinned: "Yeah."

Li An thought for a while, no matter whether this little thing suddenly had a cramp, learning one more musical instrument is always a good thing.

"You, want to tell your mother?"

Wang Xiaohu immediately showed a flattering face: "Teacher, you have to help me with this matter."

Li An: "If you want me to help you, you can, but you have to promise me one thing."

Wang Xiaohu: "Okay, tell me, teacher."

Li An: "I'll tell you when I've made up my mind. Anyway, you have to promise me first."

Wang Xiaohu: "Teacher, I promise you."

Li Ang: "Oh, you owe me something, remember."

Wang Xiaohu: "Both are fine."

Ang Lee: "Those two."

Wang Xiaohu was stunned: "One by one, teacher, I was wrong."

In the next 10 minutes, the topic between the teacher and the student was much easier.

Wang Xiaohu hadn't chatted with the teacher alone like this for a long time, so he stayed for a while as if he was cheating.

"Teacher, is it difficult to play La San?"

"Hehe, even La San knows about it," Li An continued to tease, "Why, do you want to practice?"

"No," Wang Xiaohu shook his head hastily, "Just ask, I just heard it the other day and thought it sounded good."

Ang Lee: "So just listen to it, it's enough if you think it sounds good, don't equate the music with the difficulty."

"Remember, technology is always there for music."

"But the premise is that you have to have this technology."

Wang Xiaohu nodded thoughtfully, "Teacher, can you play La San?"

Ang Lee: "Yes."

Wang Xiaohu knew it, and smiled: "Teacher, when will you play for us?"

Li An smiled: "When I have time to practice."

God knows when Ang Lee will have time to practice this behemoth.

Playing three difficulties is very difficult, but he didn't want to create a concept of simple music and difficult music for Wang Xiaohu.

He didn't have a suitable angle to explain to Wang Xiaohu at this age that the real difficulty of pulling three is not how to bounce, but after the bounce.

How to define what pops up is something that is hard to come by.

If it's just a bounce, with his current technique, talking and talking is not considered bragging, it's enough to fool ordinary audiences.

Don't look at how this work is mythical on the Internet, there are some things that only those who play the piano seriously know.

Let's say that.

Playing La San once is like shoveling ten tons of coal. This is said by a famous music scholar. (√)
However, 9.9 tons are all shoveled in the third movement. (√)
Most of the creators of the video titles Wang Xiaohu saw didn't know there was a second tick.

Of course, people don't need to know whether it is right or not.

Sharing music is a virtue.

Ang Lee gave a thumbs up to every music sharer.

"Teacher, keep it secret for me for now."

Before leaving, Wang Xiaohu reminded the teacher.

What a silly boy, Li Anxin said that you asked me to communicate with your mother again, and kept me secret, so why not play 72 changes?

"Don't worry."

Speaking of which, Li An took out two boxes of peach gum from the cabinet, "Go back and give it to your mother, Teacher Chen gave it to you."

Recently, the desserts at home are constantly running, which makes Teacher Li very embarrassed.
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As soon as Wang Xiaohu left, Li An called Xu Li.

He revealed Wang Xiaohu's little secret and said many good things for Wang Xiaohu.

Seeing that Li An was going to be troubled again, Xu Li was really embarrassed in every way.

"You're welcome, but it's actually quite good. Knowing a little about wind music is still very helpful for him to learn music. It happens to be the rehearsal of the Blue Sky Youth Wind Band the day after tomorrow afternoon. If he has time, he can come and listen."

"No problem, he has no arrangements for the afternoon of the day after tomorrow."
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In the blink of an eye, it was noon the next day, just after lunch, Li An was swiping his concert tickets on the Damai APP, when the screen flickered, it turned into a call from Wang Xiaohu's cell phone.