Please, come home and practice the piano

Still at a medium tempo, Wang Xiaohu played his grade-examination etude with ease.

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Gradually, he played so smoothly that everyone who worried about him gradually forgot to worry about him.

Although Wang Xiaohu's playing speed is not fast, every note is solid.

Play it well. Is it standardized?
Chad listened so carefully, and then recalled a little bit, compared with the scene of quietly listening to Wang Xiaohu playing the piano last time, the children all had a feeling in their hearts that Wang Xiaohu seemed to have changed a little bit in places they didn't notice.

Wang Xiaohu didn't feel this way when he sat in front of the piano and played.

To use an inappropriate metaphor, Wang Xiaohu played the piano in the past, giving people a feeling of straight-up, but now there is a touch of elegance.

It seems that he is quiet, but the music gives people a sense of calmness like a stream flowing.

This feeling lasted until Wang Xiaohu finished playing the ballet to be played in the recording.

Liu Fengrui's inner os: awesome

Mark's inner os: 666 ah

Xiaobei's inner os: wow wow wow
The inner os of the car: great.

Ji Yang's inner os: Handsome!

After listening to Wang Xiaohu's performance, what did Li An say, he was happy for Wang Xiaohu.

Probably every teacher has had that kind of experience. In that experience, there is always a little guy who is the most troublesome. The teachers always hope that one day this little guy will be able to do something.

But Li An didn't dare to be too happy, who knows that this bastard will suddenly blow you up again one day.

Let's talk about some small achievements. In his definition of Wang Xiaohu, whenever Wang Xiaohu uses a little bit of refreshment, it is a matter of sprinkling water.

Hmm - in general, it's ok with you,
Li An's inner os: Let's just do it, you kid, don't expect me to praise you, and your bowing at the curtain call makes you look like a master of the stage, can you stop being so chic?
I saw Wang Xiaohu raised his upper body angrily, and thought he had stepped off the stage gracefully, but no, he returned to the base of the wall and sat down.

All the children voted to Wang Xiaohu, "Yes! ' His eyes seemed to have won a battle.

But the teacher's expression didn't change at all!
"Candidate No. [-], Ma Ke, enters."

Children: Come on, Marco!
Ma Ke's steps are not as powerful as Liu Fengrui's, nor as elegant as Wang Xiaohu's, as if being called to the podium by a teacher, with both hands gently rubbing the hem of his trousers while walking.

I don't know if I'm wiping my sweaty hands.

After he stopped in front of the piano, he turned around naturally, "Hello, examiners and teachers."

It was only when he bowed that he realized that he was standing in a relaxed position, with the outside of his right foot stretched out, which made his bow look a bit like some kind of etiquette in medieval European courts.

Realizing this, Marco retracted his right foot and bowed again.

After the ceremony, sit down and adjust the height of the piano bench.

Ma Ke is not as tall as Wang Xiaohu, so he had to adjust the height of Wang Xiaohu's piano bench a lot in order to find a comfortable playing posture for himself.

It took about 15 seconds for a piano bench to be adjusted, and he didn't feel that he was wasting everyone's time. After adjusting it, he shrugged, adjusted his breathing to the best, and hung his hands to his legs to wait.

"E-flat major and C minor." Ji Yang made random checks.

Sure enough, referring to the A major scale that Wang Xiaohu was randomly selected just now, he felt that he would be drawn to the E flat major.

He and Wang Xiaohu played the two scales most proficiently, and he knew that the senior sister was worried that they would not be able to play well and would get hurt.

Thank you, sister.

After successfully completing the scale performance, Marco then played his etude.

Staccato etude, H. Bertini music.

"when-"

A light si sound rose in the jump of Marco's fingertips, and then he pressed a set of column chords with his left hand, and played a series of six-note ascending scales like jumping beans with his right hand.

The minor scale is occasionally melancholic and exudes a touch of twilight, like the cloudy sky in the early morning of autumn, giving people a sense of bleakness.

And the continuous jumping tone has a small but upright sense of vitality.

In this feeling, Marco completed his etude in one minute and 24 seconds.

The speed can be said to be slow enough.

But he knows that only at this speed can he minimize the error rate.

The teacher said that speeding up is the last step in technology.

He particularly likes this sentence, not because he can take advantage of it.

It was this sentence that gave him a clear feeling like a manual. With a simple sentence, he understood the correct steps to speed up.

Speed-up is the last step in technology, that is to say, speed-up is a wrong step before you have thoroughly mastered other technical elements other than speed.

This feels so cool.

Just like the assembly model he loves, each step is followed by strict steps. The most important parts must be found from several components, and then assembled in sequence. After several repetitions, a whole can be assembled at last.

So Marco would rather be stabbed by the teacher than skip a certain step.

Even if there is a 70% probability, he can successfully eject at a faster speed, and then get the teacher's appreciation.

Even if he gets the teacher's appreciation, it will cause him some kind of physical discomfort.

Because he knows that if he plays it again, he may have a bug.

Marco hates bugs.

Doing what he could, after reciting the etudes, Ma Ke picked up the grade-examination textbook from the piano board, and flipped openly to his grade-examination music repertoire.

Set up the music stand, watched it for about three or four seconds, and then played it leisurely.

Slow speed seems to have always been the standard under Marco's command, but I have to say that listening to this kid play the piano will always make people feel at ease.

It’s as if his performance is always outside the performance itself, like a program that can’t go wrong, and it doesn’t make people feel bad if something goes wrong occasionally, there is a kind of mechanical beauty in it.

Ang Lee is definitely not adding color to Marco.

Having brought so many children, this is indeed the first time he has seen this type of Marco.

This kid loves to ask questions in class, sometimes to the point of getting into a corner.

But Li An was not annoying at all. Unlike Wang Xiaohu, Ma Ke had the same amount of questions. Wang Xiaohu always asked questions, and the questions were unrelated to class.

And Marco's questions will not be separated from what he said. The correlation between the questions is very strong and very visual, which makes him often fall into thinking in Marco's questions.

Once when he encountered the tempo slogan "Adagio" on the chart, he asked Marco what it meant, and Marco said that he seemed to have seen it, but he didn't know what it meant.

This should be the content to be mastered in the first-level examination of music theory for children.

So Ang Lee sorted out the speed slogan for Marco again, and told Marco that this term is called "Adagio."

Marco asked: "Teacher, how slow is the Adagio?"

Ang Lee replied instinctively at the time, "56 to 65 beats per minute."

Usually, when children hear this answer, they will have a general feeling in their hearts, and most of them will not ask any more questions.

As the math teacher said, 1+1=2.

"Do you guys remember?"

"Remember!"

"What is 1+1 equal to?"

"2!!"

But Marco then asked, "Master, how slow is slow?"

Ang Lee instinctively wanted to use a speed of 56-65 to define Marco, but he stopped.

How slow is slow?
This question seems to touch the depths of his soul. Putting aside the fixed speed added to him by later generations, then, how much is slow?
To put it another way, the second movement of Beethoven's "Emperor" is the Adagio, the second movement of Chopin's First Steel Association is also the Adagio, and the second movement of Shostakovich is also the Adagio.

Is the slowness required by the three great composers in different eras really the same?
Is the slowness in the hearts of the three music masters who have dedicated their lives to music really the same?
He couldn't believe it.

Suddenly, recalling the class scene at that time, Li An's neck was once again densely covered with goose bumps.

Listening to Marco's slow performance, Ang Li couldn't help asking another question in his heart.

How slow is slow?
What was Mozart thinking when he wrote "Adagio" at the beginning of the score.

In a breath, the string part at the beginning of the second movement Adagio of k.414 lingered in his ears again.

The emotion rendered by the string bow in fantasy makes him feel like he is in the sunset, and when he turns around, he is reflected in a warm sun and slightly cloudy afternoon.

How slow is slow?
What a great question.

Ang Lee seemed to have found a more expectant answer.

Maybe he needs to talk to Fang Yongbo again.

Before Marco stood up, Li An put down his legs and straightened up. The words "playing well" were swallowed and turned into a cough.

He wanted to give Marco some special encouragement. Among the five children, he had the least extracurricular interaction with Marco.

It's not that he doesn't like the kid Marco, on the contrary, he appreciates Marco's indifferent personality. He doesn't seem to care about anything, and he never says a word when he encounters a topic he doesn't care about. But this is just an appearance.

Marco expresses himself in his own way.

Whether it was a handful of beef cubes that he took out on the day he joined piano classroom No. [-], or all the beef cubes he took out when comforting Lin Guoguo.

Maybe he just doesn't like to discuss topics that he is not interested in, unlike Liu Fengrui who can participate in and say a few words about everything.

Maybe he is also afraid of being criticized by the teacher for his slow playing, but he still chooses what he can do.

A random piece of beef is all he wants to say.

Choosing the speed that can be controlled is his style of doing things.

Isn't such a child worthy of encouragement?

On the contrary, Li An knew that Marco had very little time to practice piano at home during the recent period.

Ma Ke's mother didn't want Ma Ke to participate in this training class. There is no other reason, because Ma Ke's July schedule is already too full.

Various remedial classes, training classes, compared with other children, Marco's July is no different from the usual school start.

Ma Ke's mother was worried that her son was too tired, but in the end Marco came anyway, and did not ask for a leave of absence.

Then I played the etude from memory today, and finished the music by looking at the score.

As a teacher, Li An shouldn't give the child affirmation?

He should.

But he couldn't give it.

He didn't want Marco to feel that he was treated differently, and he didn't want the last kid who came in to feel like an "outsider".

This is the No. [-] piano classroom. In Li Ang's heart, Marco has long been an indispensable part of this place.

So he didn't say anything.

Of course, "Candidate No. [-] enters in Xiaobei."

Xiaobei could feel that the teacher's mood changed after Marco finished playing, but Chong didn't dare to show her dimples to the teacher when her name was called.

Taking over from Marco, Xiaobei came to the piano, and Xiaobei said sweetly, "Hello, examiners and teachers."

The way she bows is indescribably cute.

Sit down and adjust your sitting posture.

Seeing that Xiao Bei was ready, Ji Yang said, "The D major scale and the B minor scale."

Is this untrue?
Ok?
Teacher Ji Yang?

Li An looked at Ji Yang, who stuck out his tongue.

After class the day before yesterday, Xiaobei personally made a wish with Ang Li, "Teacher, bless the examiner to get the D major scale." '

This acquired wish came true today ahead of schedule.

There are also Wang Xiaohu's A major and Ma Ke's E flat major.

Li An just looked at Ji Yang like this, his eyes were not fierce, but there was no smile on the corner of his mouth.

But I laughed in my heart and said, you don’t really think that I don’t watch the check-in video every day, do you?
Li An can be said to have a complete grasp of the daily practice content of each child, except for Wang Xiaohu who memorized the scores without knowing how.

As Xiaobei's scale came to an end, Li An also withdrew his "examining" gaze on Teacher Xiaoji.

Looking at Xiao Bei again, he played well.

Although I have played what I am best at, it is great to be able to finish it with high quality under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Li An believed that even if Ji Yang played other scales, Xiaobei could play them smoothly.

This is Xiaobei who is the most serious about our study.

Xiaobei can't guarantee how well she can play every piece, but as long as the teacher arranges it, she will try her best even if she completes it with a passing standard of [-] points.

As evidenced by the check-in video of the last week, although Wang Xiaohu got up early every day and played well in the check-in video, he never played the complete content required for the grade test from beginning to end.

Only Xiaobei can do this.

In the last seven days before the grading test, from the first note of the scale to the end of the last note of the music every day, not a single note was dropped.

This is our little Beibei.

Therefore, Ang Li has the most timely and clear understanding of Xiaobei's performance of the repertoire for the grade examination. At this moment, he can be said to be very relieved.

As he expected, Xiaobei performed etudes, music pieces, and recordings continuously from memory.

One note was wrong in the etude, one chord was wrong in the music, and all the recordings were correct.

Just talking about the grading test, if Xiaobei can perform to this level the day after tomorrow, that would be great.

After successfully completing the recording track, Xiaobei let out a light breath, put his hands back and stood up.

bow.

Under the thumbs-up eyes of his friends, he returned to the base of the wall.

As soon as Xiaobei sat down, he looked at Che Lin with a questioning look in his eyes.

Xiao Che nodded with a chuckle, then quietly stretched out his thumb.

Xiao Bei felt relieved.

'Come on, Linlin' is an intimate lip-sync between the little sisters.

"The fifth candidate, Che Lin, enters."

At this moment, Ang Lee's voice is no longer emotional, and everyone will not be too scared, because everyone plays it very well.

And the best is yet to come!
Xiao Che put down the score and got up, went to the piano and played the piano and turned around.

"Hello, examiners and teachers."

bow.

There is no extra movement, sit in front of the piano and adjust your sitting posture and breathing as quickly as possible.

moment.

Ji Yang: "G-flat major and E-flat minor."

The children couldn't bear it any longer. Even though they knew that this was a simulated exam room, they had already become nervous.

Although they knew that Che Lin was fine, these were six downgrades.

next second.

It was as if a lightning-like ascending scale was crackling across the study room.

Outside the door, Bawan stretched his front paws and lay down lazily, then lay down lazily.

It still thought that something was wrong, it was just a small scene meow.