Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 59 59. Falling

There is no express regulation that teachers of social art training institutions must have sufficient stage performance experience.

Not all graduates of music colleges and music departments of major comprehensive universities have the opportunity to be on stage once in their study career.

At this time, Lao Dong returned from the stage to the backstage.

"Xiao Jia, it's your turn."

Jia Lu took a deep breath and walked onto the stage under the gaze of the three of them.

"Wow—————————————————"

The two staff members then moved her zither and followed.

When Li An returned to the bottom of the tuning room, Chen Xuan had already washed her hands and returned here.

His eyes fell on Chen Xuan's thigh, there was not much left in the lunch box he had reserved for supper.

Except for the skin, a big chicken leg was eaten right and only one bone remained.

"The skin of the braised chicken drumstick is the essence." Li An felt a little pity.

"The skin of the chicken legs is full of fat." Chen Xuan burped cutely as she spoke.

On the stage here, Jia Lu had already sat firmly. When the applause fell, she played the piano and plucked her fingers. The first two measures were handled with loose panels, and two rippling appologias were slid out one after another.

Then from the third section to the board, the concert hall gradually entered an atmosphere of ancient style and charm.

The Zheng piece played by Jia Lu is called Sihe Ruyi, also known as Bridge.

It is one of the Eight Great Songs of Sizhu in the south of the Yangtze River and a representative piece of Zheng music in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

With brisk rhythm and beautiful melody, it depicts the green water and green mountains in the south of the Yangtze River, and shows the delicate and moving thoughts and tastes of the people in the south of the Yangtze River.

Although the track was good, Li An didn't have the time to enjoy it anymore.

It's up to him as soon as Jia Lu finishes. In the last few minutes, he plans to play through two more tracks.

Turning to op25.no2, Ang Lee's eyes flicked slowly from the first section.

In a low voice followed by a slow chanting:

“2，1-3-2-1-4-3，1-3-2-1-4-5”

“1-3-2-1-4-3，1-3-2-1-5 ”

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Li An read numbers, but with a melodic pitch.

But this pitch could not correspond to the numbered numbered notation he was reciting. Chen Xuan immediately realized that the numbers in Li An's mouth should be some kind of fingering.

With so many notes on the score at a glance, if the fingering of each note has to be memorized, wouldn't it be necessary to memorize a thousand fingerings for a piece of music.

Immediately, she admired the piano learners. For the same measure, the flute only needs to memorize one line of music, while the piano not only needs to memorize two measures (left and right hand parts), but also memorizes fingering.

Driven by curiosity, Chen Xuan stretched out her right hand and quietly stuck it on the outside of her thigh, and gently lifted it up following the number in Li An's mouth.

“1-5-4，3-4-3-2-1-2，3-5-3-1-2-4”

“3-4-3-2-1，3-4-3-2-3-1”

The front is fine.

到了“4-3-2-1，4-5-3-2，3-1-2-4，3-2-4-2-1”的时候，陈璇的无名指忽然卡顿了一下。

She tried two more times.

3-1-2-4-3-2-4-2-1
3-1-2-4-3-2-4-2-1
It's better to be slower.
Fifteen minutes later, when the last page of the third movement of Passion was read, there was applause from the front stage, and Ang Lee put the score aside.

Get up and stretch.

On the stage, Jia Lu bowed and got up. A girl ran onto the stage holding a bouquet of flowers, handed it to Jia Lu, and then ran off shyly.

The atmosphere on the scene escalated again.

Old Dong saw that it was almost done, and stepped onto the stage to help the next teacher who appeared on the stage to entrust.

"It's my turn."

After moving his fingers, Li An just took a step.

"music score."

Chen Xuan stopped him behind him.

Li An stopped and turned around, said with a smile, "You underestimated me, didn't you?"

A familiar smile, a familiar tone.

Chen Xuan seemed to recall the time when the two had just known each other for a month, and every time after class, the two of them waited for the next student to arrive at the door of the classroom with a glass of water in their hands for a few minutes.

Ang Lee would talk to her like this, telling her that it takes patience to teach children.

"No."

Bowing her head to avoid the two strands of hair on her temples, she pursed her lips after speaking, then raised her head and continued softly:

"come on."

At this moment, "Mr. Li, Mr. Li, don't be in a daze!"

Two quick voices came from the door of the stage, "It's time to play!"

"Wow———————————"

The moment he stepped onto the stage, with the applause and the warm light above his head, Ang Lee stopped beside the piano step by step.

There is no slim black dress and elegant white lining, only a simple black T-shirt and jeans.

Fuqin turned around, and he bowed towards the audience.

At this moment, he and the piano seemed to be one.

Ji Yang under the stage felt weird, cool and funny.

Everyone else's teachers wear performance gowns, so how can my own teacher wear them so casually?

On the other side, Liu Fengrui was pushed awake by his father, "Wake up, it's Teacher Li."

Liu Fengrui rubbed his eyes and sat up in a daze. He fell asleep after listening to the guzheng just now. Now he saw the figure sitting in front of the piano on the stage and immediately cheered up.

Two rows behind Liu Fengrui, Yu Xiaobei's gaze couldn't be more worshipful, and her mother was holding a mobile phone to the stage and continued to take pictures.

At the first place on the right hand side of the same row of aisles, Song Sheng put his arms around his son and said, "Song Muzi, this uncle is your future piano teacher. Dad will pay you for it. You must learn from uncle, do you hear me?"

Five-year-old Song Muzi nodded in confusion.

"Hurry up, mom, hurry up."

At this moment, a white Mercedes-Benz in the parking lot of Huayang Theater hadn't stopped yet. In the car, Wang Xiaohu was about to cry, holding a bouquet and shouting loudly at the woman in the driver's seat.

Xu Li really couldn't figure out why the piano teacher could be so fascinated by Xiaohu.

Could it be that the son has not seen him for a few months?Suddenly fell in love with the piano? ,

incredible
My own children know it all too well.

So when she got off the plane and got home, she brought her son here without even changing her clothes.

It doesn't matter if she is tired, as long as Xiaohu is happy, and she also wants to see what kind of magical power this teacher has.

Steady the car, she got out of the car and led Wang Xiaohu to the theater.

Several small episodes happened almost at the same time, and the stage was only about ten seconds.

Li An sat firmly, adjusted the height of the piano bench, and took out a white handkerchief from his pocket under the watchful eyes of the audience.

He wiped his hands, and then put away the handkerchief unhurriedly.

Quiet.

There was silence on the stage at the moment.

Even his breathing seemed to be drawn by his every move.

Letting out a breath, he stretched out his hands.

Ten fingers touched the chilly keys, Li An took a deep breath, and the two fingers of his right hand fell on C in the first group of the keyboard group in a falling way.

"when-"

A crisp yet soft sound is like a pebble falling into calm water.

The tone of the rhyme ink is like the tenderest embrace of a lover, enveloping everyone at the scene.

There was a moment of stillness and movement.

Li An's hands moved.

His right hand on the keyboard is like a bee flying among flowers.

Incomparably light, each landing point seems to have a strong purpose, and never stops.

The sound of the piano is full of grain, crisp and orderly, jumping forward rapidly.

The pulse of the music is strengthened from the middle layer by layer in this leaping melody, and the unique elegant and smooth charm of Chopin's melody spreads around the stage with the piano as the center in an instant with an unstoppable sense of flow.

Unknowingly, the atmosphere of the scene gradually changed again.

　First more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)