Please, come home and practice the piano

He was pushed awake in a daze, and after a while Li An sat up with a headache.

The white light coming from the bathroom was dazzling, and Chen Xuan beside the bed had already put her hair up as if she was putting on makeup.

The whole building seemed to be busy, and he could hear the crackling sounds upstairs.

It seems that everyone is already busy.

"Get up quickly," Chen Xuan complained that she couldn't wake him up. "Teacher Chen in the group asked everyone to quickly gather the students to the cafeteria."

"Yeah," Li An responded, rubbing his sleepy eyes, crawling to the bedside, lying down again, burying his head in Chen Xuan's smooth legs, and wrapping his arms around the other person's waist.

Chen Xuan had no choice but to stop her movements, "What are you doing?"

Li An continued to maintain the current posture and said vaguely: "Can't you be gentler early in the morning?"

"Fifty." Chen Xuan then said softly.

"Damn it!" Li An suddenly flew up from the bed and jumped out of bed, "Why didn't you call me earlier!" He said and rushed into the bathroom.

I just heard behind me, "There should really be a surveillance camera in the house, the alarm clock went off at three o'clock!"

"And you put your phone here with me!"

Five minutes later, Li An hurriedly walked out of the bathroom while shaving and wiping his hair.

The whole person can no longer wake up.

Chen Xuan has already put the outfit that Li An will wear today beside the bed, "You put on your clothes and I'll blow dry your hair."

The two worked together, and soon a brand new Teacher Li appeared in the mirror.

"The eyes are so red," Chen Xuan asked, "What time did you go to bed."

"A little bit," Li An couldn't remember clearly, "Who is like you, who falls asleep while talking."

Chen Xuan: "I'm so sleepy and you keep nagging."

Ang Lee: "Then I'm excited."

Chen Xuan: "Why are you so excited?"

Li An: "What do you think?"

Chen Xuan: "I don't know what you are excited about."

Li An: "Aren't we getting married?"

Chen Xuan: "You didn't promise me yesterday either."

Li An: "?"

Chen Xuan: "I said let's get married. I said it twice. Did you respond positively once?"

Ang Lee: "Say it again."

Chen Xuan: "It's too late."

Ang Lee: "No, you have to say it again."

Chen Xuan: "If you don't wear shoes, I will go down by myself."

Li An: "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Xuan was a little speechless, thinking to herself what's wrong with you, haven't you woken up yet?

The other teachers had already gone down, but she and Li An were already too late. It would be very uncomfortable for people to see them in a while.

This is not home!

"Put on your shoes quickly."

"Ang ang ang, why do you look like an aunt?"

"I've never noticed you complaining before."
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The hotel bus is already in place, and the children are sitting upright on the bus. Song Kang is stressing to everyone that they will put the garbage in garbage bags after breakfast.

"Okay, now let's serve breakfast."

The children's breakfast is eggs, bread, ham sausage, and a bag of milk.

The teachers had the same breakfast. In the commercial car behind the bus, several teachers had already started eating. At this time, Li An and Chen Xuan hurriedly ran out of the hotel door.

Everyone could see the two of them in a hurry through the car window. Sun Liwen joked, "It's great to be young."

Everyone laughs.

Wu Zening laughed at the hero but still had a hard time with beauty. Since the summer camp, it has been known to everyone that Li An was the first to get up every morning and had to go to church to practice morning exercises for an hour. As a result, as soon as his girlfriend came, she was late.

Li An and Li An were already teased by Boss X at the hotel entrance, and they were teased again as soon as they got in the car.

Before Li An could explain, Wang Han jumped in front and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, we all understand."

"Haha, sorry, sorry." Li An laughed with everyone. Chen Xuan's expression was quite natural, and she followed Li An and everyone with an apologetic smile.

"Teacher Chen, please sit down quickly." Huang Chuxian felt that the male teachers were a little boring, and Chen Xuan was so embarrassed, so he hurriedly talked and made the two of them sit down to eat.

"Thank you, Teacher Huang." Chen Xuan took the two breakfasts from Huang Chuxian. Huang Chuxian smiled back: "You're welcome, Teacher Song has reserved a special place for you two."

Li An, Chen Xuan and others sat down and followed Boss X and Song Kang into the car.

"Everyone is here, let's go."
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Amidst the laughter, the two cars drove out of the gate one after another.

After Song Kang got in the car, he sat next to Li An across the aisle, and took the initiative to say hello to Chen Xuan.

"Good morning, Senior Brother." In Chen Xuan's heart, the other party was considered to be at the level of Senior Brother in their entire Huayuan.

"No." Song Kang waved his hand quickly, "We are all friends, we are all friends."

Song Kang naturally arranged this position for Li An and Li An because he wanted to communicate with Li An about the Chinese music piano issue. Li An also knew this. Xiao Ji also told him last night about the questions Song Kang asked her at the dinner table. .

"Ang Lee, what do you think of Professor Chen Zhiming's works?" Song Kang got straight to the point.

"Eight piano shorts," Ang Lee replied, "a work of great practical significance."

Song Kang looked appreciatively, "How do you say it?"

Ang Lee: "It should be said that it is the first work in our country that combines twelve-tone techniques with folk gongs and drums rhythms and the rhythmic elements of the boards within the overture music."

Song Kang: "Yes, Mr. Chen has made a great contribution to the development of Chinese piano works in the new era."

Boss X sat far away, but his ears were not far away: "Our own master of polyphony."

Everyone in the car echoed, especially Huang Chuxian, "Teacher Chen is the pride of our Haiyuan."

Following Huang Chuxian's words, everyone talked about the national piano works since the reform and opening up to the 21st century, from the diversity of themes to the aesthetics of modern national piano music by the young generation of domestic pianists.

"Basically, the creative perspective of combining national style with modern composition techniques has become the consensus of today's national music creation."

Boss X's words were recognized by Song Kang: "Brother Qiu is right."

Boss X: "I'm just saying it casually, I don't know how to compose music."

Song Kang smiled bitterly and said meaningfully: "It doesn't matter whether you understand it or not. The key is the level of appreciation. If everyone can reach your level of appreciation, we people will not worry about running out of food."

Everyone laughed, everyone understood the meaning of the words.

At this moment, a thunderous cry came. Everyone looked and saw that Wang Han had fallen asleep without knowing it.

"He's snoring." Boss

"I have to take a nap," Huang Chuxian took out the eye mask from his bag and asked Chen Xuan, "Teacher Chen, do you want one?"

"Thank you, Teacher Huang, I don't need it." Chen Xuan politely refused.

So Huang Chuxian put on a blindfold, lowered his backrest slightly, and after lying down, he pushed Wang Han next to him. They were familiar with each other.

With this push, Wang Han's voice became much smaller. Li An asked Chen Xuan if he wanted to sleep for a while, but Chen Xuan said no.

Here, Li An and Song Kang continued to chat quietly. The more they chatted, the quieter the car became. Wu Zening and Sun Liwen were seen closing their eyes to rest one after another.

Song Kang took out the tablet computer from his bag, pressed it a few times and handed it to Li An.

Li An looked at it like music from the corner of his eye. Just as he was about to take it with both hands, he found that Chen Xuan had fallen asleep without knowing it, and her hands were hanging on his arms.

As soon as he moved, the opponent's body leaned towards his, and his two hands moved smoothly to his left hand, and he held it directly, like a pair of human handcuffs.

Seeing this, Li An smiled helplessly, and Song Kang also smiled when he looked at this area. It was really enviable and sweet.

Just letting Chen Xuan lean on and hold it, Li An took the tablet with one hand, leaned sideways, leaned the tablet against the back of the chair in front of him and his legs, and looked at it seriously.

First of all, this is the title sound - "Four Plum Blossom Pictures"

At first glance, the name sounds like Chinese painting, even though Ang Lee doesn't understand Chinese painting.

Just looking at the music score, even if someone who understands it is looking at it, I am afraid that for a while, I don’t know what the music score is in front of me. It can be described as a mess.

All kinds of dense notes and rests follow one after another. Below the big legato line are minor legato lines, and below the minor legupate line are smaller legato lines. There are also a lot of scary tones, but these are not the main problems.

The main problem is the rhythm. The score in front of you cannot tell the rhythm at a glance.

If you take a closer look, you will find that there are no bar lines at all.

At first glance, Ang Lee's eyes fell on the time signature, which was marked with a time signature that rarely appears in piano works.

The mark is like a "well" with the horizontal line below it removed.

This "廻" is called Sanban in folk music, and it is also called Yipai. It means that the rhythm of this section is arbitrary and the performer can freely handle it according to his understanding.

If this "Four Plum Blossoms" is regarded as a suite composed of four plum blossoms, then this first suite has already shut out most of the performers.

Just like Song Kang’s subtitle for the first part - Qin Yun.

It's all rhyme at first glance.

However, Ang Lee became very interested in this. He had never played this kind of music before.

No one was paying attention, so he looked in.

During this period, Song Kang never bothered him again.

The sky outside the window was dimly lit. Li An twisted his neck and looked up to find that everyone in the car except himself and the driver was asleep.

Then he moved to the second part, the subtitle-Red Sandalwood.

The score is much cleaner this time. If there were no key signature markings with seven flats, Ang Lee thinks it would be cleaner.

Time flies by.
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As the two cars approached their destination, the children were woken up one after another.

Then there were soft calls one after another. The lights outside the window were bright, the traffic was busy, and the pedestrians were colorful. It was completely impossible to tell that it was dawn.

Soon, the soft shouts escalated into loud shouts, and the children who had been holding back in the manor for a week finally felt the outside world at this moment.

Seeing that the child was in high spirits, Pan Yue picked up the microphone: "Quiet, quiet."

"I know you are excited, but you must obey the organization's arrangements when you get off the car. Do you hear me clearly?!"

Children: "Listen clearly!"

Pan Yue is not worried. A team of staff will work with them to protect the children's safety throughout the process.

The two cars parked at the pre-determined parking spots. The teachers got out of the car first and met with the staff who arrived in advance, and then the children got off the car.

After the children got off the bus, they were assigned back to their respective teachers. Under the guidance of the staff, they had to complete the rest of the journey on foot.

With the larger flow of people, a group of people walked toward the flag-raising ceremony site in a mighty manner. The tour guide walked at the front, holding a small flag in his hand that read 'Jig Piano Summer Camp. ’

Each teacher's small team also has one person assigned to the task of raising the flag.

Xiaobei waved a small flag with one hand and pulled the cart with the other. The two walked at the front of the No. 4 piano classroom, followed by senior sister Ji Yang.

On one side of Senior Sister Ji Yang were walking three little boys looking around. Behind the three little boys were Li An and Chen Xuan, holding hands.

"Teacher, have you seen the flag-raising ceremony?" Wang Xiaohu suddenly turned around and asked excitedly.

Ang Lee: "I haven't, but your teacher Chen has not only seen it, but also participated in the chorus of the 19 National Day military parade."

When the children heard this, they couldn't help showing admiration: "Wow!"

At this time, Chen Xuan seemed to be omnipotent in the eyes of the children. That was the National Day military parade!

Ang Lee: "Tell the children about it."

If you tell others that Chen Xuan is really not that casual and elegant, but tell the little darlings in front of you that she is totally willing.

So Chen Xuan shared her memories with the children about her experience participating in National Day activities that year.

Hearing the chorus of two thousand people, the children once again marveled.

Xiaobei: "Two thousand people!"

Chen Xuan: "Yes. At that time, teachers and students from our school and four other conservatories formed a square team of 2,000 people."

Liu Fengrui: "Teacher Chen, do you want to sing the national anthem?"

Chen Xuan: "Well, I have to sing a lot of songs."

Marco: "Teacher Chen, can we sing the national anthem together later?"

Chen Xuan smiled: "Of course."

The group in front has successfully passed the security check. The closer the children get to Tiananmen, the more they feel the call rising from the bottom of their hearts.

I don’t know who took the lead and started running first, and then everyone quickened their pace.

Unfortunately, the place where the children finally stopped was still quite a distance from Tiananmen Square.

Except for the increasingly crowded crowd in front of them, the children could not imagine that even so, they were about to experience an important moment in their lives.

At about 5:40, the national flag guard marched from the arched gate in the center of Tiananmen Square and marched to the flag-raising platform with sonorous steps.

At this moment, the entire square was silent. Li An and the children stared at the flag-raising platform from a distance.

"Salute to the flag!"

The moment the flag bearer of the national flag guard raised his arms and raised the national flag, the solemn March of the Volunteers resounded throughout Tiananmen Square.

Everyone at the scene paid attention and sang the national anthem together.

As the loud national anthem rang out, the five-star red flag was raised. This was the only scene that most people could see clearly in the crowded crowd.

Almost roaring, Wang Xiaohu seemed unable to hear his own voice. Looking at the rising five-star red flag, his heart swelled with passion and excitement.

Ang Lee, who was standing behind the children, burst into tears the moment the national anthem was played. Ang Lee was not sure why he was so excited.

In other words, any soul living in the body of the descendants of Yan and Huang, when facing this sacred and solemn picture, can't help but be in awe, tremble, and feel heroic.

At this time, Li An's ears once again lingered with the spirit of "the people have faith, the nation has hope, and the country has strength."

For such a motherland and such a nation, as a piano teacher and a music worker, what can I do and what should I do.

The red sun rises in the east, and the avenue is full of glow.

The sun slowly rose with the national flag, and the sunshine shone on everyone.