Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 547 246. During the static movement, two shots of the starting gun
Elderly people, especially Liang Huilan, who have lived to this age, have experienced everything they should have experienced in the first half of their life, and have never seen any big storms.

So there are some things, she has long been bearish.

In the end, the safety and health of the family is more important than anything else.

But having said that, when children encounter something, can they stay out of it indifferently?
Just watching from the sidelines?
I can't.

Liang Huilan didn't call Wei Fangyuan's uncle, but called an old classmate of hers, and they chatted for 10 minutes.

Just because of this incident, Liang Huilan also had some other ideas. Some time ago, he and his daughter talked about her ideas.

After hanging up the phone of her old classmate, Liang Huilan told her daughter.

Old Wei was silent by the side the whole time. If it were the past, Old Wei would definitely not let his wife make this call.

Old Wei never liked to trouble others, and he had his own way to deal with this matter.

"How old is Lin Yan this year?"

Before going to bed, Liang Huilan asked Old Wei.

Old Wei: "Autumn is 34."

Liang Huilan: "I've been sitting in the office for three years now."

Old Wei: "Two months away."

Liang Huilan: "Last year, the bureau's annual assessment was excellent again."

Old Wei hummed.

After a while, Liang Huilan said, "The age limit is long enough."

After a while.

Old Wei: "What do you think about being a principal?"

Liang Huilan: "Go to sleep now."

Saying that, Mrs. Liang slammed the bedside lamp off, turned over and ignored her wife.

Seeing this, Lao Wei also turned over, making it look like someone really wanted to talk to you, and couldn't talk properly if he had something to say.

And what about being a principal.

It looks good to me.

The midnight fan whistled until midnight, which made Lao Wei upset, unable to fall asleep for a long time.
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In the next week, Li An lived his happy life of teaching and practicing piano again.

After class adjustments, a few little guys have completely entered the state of sprinting for the exam, and their check-in videos have improved almost every day.

This makes him very gratified, and sometimes watching the progress of the child is more satisfying than his own progress.

When it comes to the child's progress, there are also some headaches for Ang Lee.

Luo Xiaoran.

I have already taught Luo Xiaoran three lessons, unfortunately, maybe I can only see Luo Xiaoran's progress with a microscope.

If it is said that the child is not motivated because of laziness, that's fine.

But this child is too hardworking, and he can't stop going to the piano room every day.

When giving Luo Xiaoran the third class that day, Li An said: "Luo Xiaoran, don't practice tomorrow, take a day off."

He also used the principle of fitness to give Luo Xiaoran an example, "You have to let your body recover."

There may be a slight similarity between the two things, but Li Anke never said such words to Xiao Che.

He also held a trace of fantasy, thinking that maybe something would really change after a day off.

Forcing a teacher who has always been based on the principle of seeking truth from facts to take chances and fantasies, from this perspective, it can more or less reflect Luo Xiaoran's current situation.

But Luo Xiaoran said: "Teacher, I can maintain vigorous energy throughout the day by sleeping for five hours a day."

The child, who is about 1.7 meters tall, looks at Li An seriously and thinks that the teacher is just afraid that she will work too hard. How can I put it, she is quite cute.

So what can Li An say, you can say that you don't practice, practice is useless, why don't you let yourself rest for a day?

He couldn't speak, he could only say: "Okay, then you practice."

Luo Xiaoran: "Teacher, shall I continue to practice scales these days?"

I have been practicing the three scales for a week and a half, this is Luo Xiaoran's total progress of six hours a day.

Li An couldn't help it: "Yes, continue playing the metronome legato."

Luo Xiaoran didn't seem to care that her progress was the slowest among the piano students in the entire Art Examination Department. She nodded happily, as if nodding hard could give her a rhythmic buff.

Maybe nodding vigorously will bring something to Luo Xiaoran, Li An doesn't know.

But every time he saw Luo Xiaoran's optimistic tenacity, he felt uncomfortable.

It would be great if God would take care of this child a little more and add one or two more inspirations to this child's music.

Children who love to practice piano so much have always been a minority.

For this reason, Li An went through Teacher Wei's teaching notes from beginning to end, but he couldn't find Luo Xiaoran's one.

Maybe Luo Xiaoran is really not suitable for learning music, at least not suitable for learning piano.

Having said that, Li An has not thought of giving up yet.

Observe and observe again.

Apart from these, Li An had nothing to do this week.

On the second day after eating with Wei Fangyuan, he briefly explained to Qin Yong. Although he didn't guarantee Qin Yong face to face, he also conveyed part of Lin Yan's words.

Qin Yong didn't ask any more questions. This kind of thing had nothing to do with friendship. He could only hear what Li An said.

In the evening, the two had a meal. After the meal, Qin Yong stuffed Li An with a red envelope, which Li An confiscated.

Four days later, the news that the venue of the [-]th Chengdu Youth Wind Music Competition had been changed spread like wildfire in the circle.
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There was no movement from the Guangyuan Education Bureau this week.

But in the evening three days before the competition, Liu Daguang was practicing the piano with his daughter, and the cell phone on the piano vibrated.

Liu Daguang looked at the number, "Yaya, practice for a while, Dad will answer the phone."

"Okay!" Liu Xiaoya practiced by herself.

Liu Daguang quickly left his daughter's bedroom with his mobile phone, went to the living room and picked up the phone. Liu Daguang, who seemed unable to lower his voice on weekdays, seldom bowed to the phone.

"Hey, Chief Zhang."

I don't know what this Section Chief Zhang said on the phone, but Liu Daguang collapsed half a meter.

"It's not Section Chief Zhang," Liu Daguang laughed dryly, as if he wanted to use his laughter to remind himself that everything was still under his control, "You will now"

Before Liu Daguang could finish speaking, Section Chief Zhang interrupted him: "Leader Liu, let's do it this way. Next year, we will try to make the site and facilities work properly."

Then the phone was hung up.

Liu Daguang immediately opened the address book and made all the calls he could make.

Finally sat down on the sofa.

The Bureau of Education temporarily changed the competition venue to the Chamber of Culture because the site safety audit failed.

Liu Daguang was having difficulty breathing as if a sharp knife had been pinned to his throat.

He has clearly dealt with the issue of venue review.

If he wanted to change the venue, why did he receive the final notice?

It would be fine if he just changed the venue, but the current situation does not allow him to be optimistic.

He couldn't get through a single phone call, which already showed the seriousness of the matter.

How to do?
The 26-degree air-conditioning cold wind can't stop his sweat from falling.

Who did he offend?
This is undoubtedly to smash his cake, it would be fine if this matter was put in last year.

But the contract with the scholar is about to expire, and the June [-] party has already made the school director unhappy. If he doesn't win the prize this time, Liu Daguang dare not think about it anymore.

"Father." At some point, Liu Xiaoya poked her head out of the bedroom, "Are you alright?"

Liu Daguang quickly adjusted his expression and returned to his daughter's bedroom.

Liu Daguang sat beside his daughter, but he couldn't stop listening to her daughter practicing piano.

After putting his daughter to sleep at night, he went to bed and received a video from his wife.

My wife is at Grandma Yaya's house tonight.

Seeing her husband forced a smile on his face, his wife asked him, and he said it was all right, so his wife didn't ask any more questions.

In the next two days, Liu Daguang broke his leg while running.

Until the news of the change of the venue of the [-]th Rongcheng Youth Wind Music Competition spread like wildfire in the circle, he didn't know who was messing with him.

In other words, there are too many faces in his mind, so many that everyone seems to want to fuck him. Indeed, he has offended too many people over the years.

It wasn't the first time he experienced this feeling of hopelessness, but this time he had a strong premonition that something was really going to happen to him this time.

His last hope is that there will be a miracle in the scoring process. Obviously, the result of the game is no longer within his control.

He had to prepare for the worst in advance.

The night before the competition, Liu Daguang once again hosted a banquet for the principal of Longshan Primary School. The school is next to the JB district and has a nine-year system. He started to follow up when the school was just established last year. The school talked down.
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At 24:07 on the morning of July 30, the downstairs of the Yudong office building was occupied by a group of children carrying musical instruments.

The children wore pure white T-shirts printed with the Blue Sky Youth Symphonic Wind Orchestra, shining with infinite vitality in the morning light.

About 10 minutes later, a bus stopped on the side of the road.

The small members of the orchestra obeyed the teacher's instructions and put the large musical instruments on the bottom of the car. The members with small musical instruments got on the car first, and they were seated in the order of parts. Qin Yong got on the car last.

At eight o'clock, the bus started, turned a corner at the intersection ahead, and drove towards the Municipal Cultural Center.

The kids don't care why they don't go to the City Musical Theater, laughing along the way.

When he was about to arrive at the cultural center, Qin Yong received a WeChat reply from Li An. He sent a message 10 minutes ago to ask Li An if he would come.

The reply was a video, in which he saw two pianos and a few familiar faces.

The children were sitting upright against the wall, with serious expressions. Judging from the video, Ang Lee should be standing in front of the children.

The video lasted ten seconds, and the picture was still like a photo. The children didn't speak, and he didn't know why Ang Lee could take such a long shot.

Just as the video clip was about to end, suddenly, all the children shouted at the camera at the same time: "Blue Sky Youth Symphony Orchestra, come on!!!"

Then there are all kinds of smiley faces and laughter.

Video playback ends.

Hey - Qin Yong couldn't help but smile, it must be Teacher Li.

Press the voice: "Thank you, students, Liu Fengrui, do you have a beard?"

At the same moment, at the bus station at the entrance of Yudong, Deng Shiqi took three teachers and set off for Guangyuan campus.

The annual Blue Sky Mock Grading Examination also starts today.
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study.

"Thank you students, Liu Fengrui, do you have a beard? You still haven't washed your face."

Ha ha ha ha--

"Thank you students, Liu Fengrui, do you have a beard? You still haven't washed your face."

Liu Fengrui looked calm: "Teacher, it's almost there."

"Thank you students, Liu Fengrui, do you have a beard? You still haven't washed your face."

Ha ha ha ha--

Liu Fengrui was very helpless, "Teacher, I was wrong, can I come first?"

Li An put down his phone, "Look at our Da Liu, he's so grand."

Ha ha ha ha--

"Okay, okay, stop laughing, whoever is laughing will be the second."

Liu Fengrui finally stood up with relief on his face, walked to the big rice, played the piano and turned around, "Hello, judges and teachers."

"Pfft!" Wang Xiaohu couldn't hold back.

Li An frowned: "What's the matter with you, you are second."

Wang Xiaohu suppressed his smile and lowered his head: "Teacher, can I not look at Liu Fengrui's face?"

Wang Xiaohu's words made everyone laugh again.

Seeing this, Li An pretended to be embarrassed, "Have you laughed enough? What did you ask you to do today?"

Seeing that the teacher was angry, everyone dared not.

Li An coughed and coughed: "Listen, look at the scoring sheets in your hands, let me say it again, rhythm, fluency, and music performance each account for three points, and etiquette one point."

"You are not allowed to score friendship points, did you hear me?"

All the children: "I heard it!"

Li An nodded and looked at Liu Fengrui: "When looking at the judges, be more natural, don't put on a sullen face, as if the judges owe you 500 million."

"Ahem." Ma Ke coughed twice, then raised his hand, "Teacher, I am third."

Li An: "Very good, Che Lin is fourth, and Xiao Bei is fifth."

For a moment, "Ji Yang, you are the last one."

"Ah?" Xiao Ji's black question mark face, "Teacher, will I play too? What should I play?"

Ang Lee: "Play, you play the recorded works."

Speaking of which, Li An revised the rules, "In this way, except for Senior Sister Ji Yang, everyone else will play the scales first, then the etudes, then the music, and finally play our recorded works."

Wang Xiaohu: "Huh?"

Ang Lee: "Ah what, the recording was on Thursday, how many days are left?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Three days."

Li Ang: "Who else doesn't understand what's going on?"

The children agreed very tacitly: "No."

Li An: "Okay, Liu Fengrui, go back and sit down first, wait for me to start and walk again."

Liu Fengrui returned to his seat.

Li Ang turned to the children: "Last year you all took part in the mock exam, this year it's the same, but the location is changed here, and asking you to score each other is not for you to play, you have to listen carefully, other people's problems may also be your own The problem."

The children were immediately infected by the teacher's words, and they all showed expressions of relief from the teacher.

"start."

Li An retreated to the window and sat down, picked up the handwritten roster in his hand and read out seriously: "Candidate No. [-] Liu Fengrui enters the hall."

Candidate No. [-] Liu Fengrui got up and walked to the piano at a leisurely pace.

Playing the piano again, he turned around and smiled, "Hello, examiners and teachers."

bow.

Straighten up and turn around, one step to sit in front of the piano.

Liu Fengrui sat down and adjusted the height of the piano bench first. After finding the most comfortable writing position, he breathed out and waited.

After two seconds.

"E major and C minor."

Ji Yang imitated the examiner to announce the tonality of the random scale.

After getting the test questions, Liu Fengrui still didn't rush to do it, but first went through the scales, arpeggios and chords in his mind.

Looking at this scene, Li Anxin said it was good.

Regardless of the examination room or the competition scene, I am most afraid of getting my butt touched as soon as I sit down.

Even a few seconds of thinking time can help players adjust their breathing.

Ang Lee has always instilled in the children the concept of playing with the fingers down first.

After deciding what content he wanted to play, Liu Fengrui's breathing was visible to the naked eye.

Accompanied by exhaling, raising the arm and making a gesture, the sound of falling fingers was synthesized in one breath.

A complete, even and grainy four-octave E major scale with both hands in the same direction was excellently completed under Liu Fengrui's finger.

Ji Yang was a little surprised at the high quality.

All the children nervously gathered the score sheets in their hands, and shouted inwardly to Liu Fengrui's back: Come on!
At this time, the screen of the mobile phone that was completely muted on the table lit up.

'Qin Yong: The game has begun'

(End of this chapter)