Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 78 78. The Truth
There are still a few parents and students waiting in the teaching area on the east side. Through the hall, Ang Li heard the sound of Kurau Sonata.

Immediately, he stepped up and walked towards the classroom. After pushing the door, Xiaobei was sitting in front of the piano.

Wang Panpan on the side has already stood up.

"Master."

"teacher!"

Two people, one big and one small, called him at the same time.

Li An walked up to Xiao Bei and squatted down, laughing: "How about it, are you nervous in the exam room, tell the teacher."

Xiaobei bared his teeth: "I'm not nervous at all, and I didn't make a mistake."

Seeing that Xiao Bei was fine, Li An was relieved, and encouraged Xiao Bei to pat his head, "That's great, are you hungry?"

Xiaobei nodded: "A little bit."

Li An got up and was about to get a piece of bread from the cabinet. Chen Xuan had already taken out a bag of beautifully packaged biscuits from her bag.

"Go ahead."

She walked past Li An and said something, then handed the biscuit in her hand to Xiao Bei and said softly: "Xiao Bei eats biscuits."

Seeing this, Li An turned and left.

The west office door was pushed open.

Seeing Li An came back, Old Dong got up and didn't stay any longer.

"Mr. Li, I'll listen to Xiao Bei later, and then I'll find out the problem."

After all, he smiled and left.

Xiaobei's mother put down the score sheet with some embarrassment. In fact, she was not so emotional after seeing Xiaobei's comments in the examination room.

Originally, she had planned to take Xiaobei away, but Old Dong told her that Teacher Li would be here soon.

So she waited here, and it happened that she also had something to clarify with Li An.

She originally planned to find Li An after the exam was over.

"Teacher Li."

"You sit and you sit."

Li An signaled Xiaobei's mother not to stand up, and then sat down on Wang Panpan's seat: "I've already heard what Mr. Wang said."

"In this way, on Xiaobei's side, I will give her two extra classes, instead of class hours."

Xiaobei's mother waved her hand: "This is not acceptable."

Li An interrupted Xiaobei's mother: "Listen to me, college students who have just graduated don't understand anything. I have already severely criticized her just now, so don't be as knowledgeable as her."

"These two classes are all regarded as the teacher-student relationship between me and Xiaobei."

"You say."

moment.

Xiaobei's mother said: "Mr. Li, thank you for your kindness. I didn't intend to argue with Mr. Wang. We talked on the phone twice and felt that he is a very responsible teacher. It's just that the concept is different. It doesn't matter. Anyway, the class You are the only one, we just need to be in sync, right?"

Although Xiaobei's mother spoke softly, Li An had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Ms. Li, do you support Xiaobei's grading exam?"

Ang Lee: "Support."

Xiaobei's mother asked again: "Do you think Xiaobei has musical talent?"

Li An hesitated for the first time.

Xiaobei's mother smiled: "I am also a teacher."

Li An was a little surprised: "You are also a teacher?"

Xiaobei's mother nodded: "So I know the students well, let alone my own children."

Paused.

"Xiaobei has no talent for learning music."

"I think you should know this better than I do."

Faced with such a calm Xiaobei mother, Li An seemed to have lost his language function for a while.

He wanted to defend Xiaobei, but what could he justify?

Xiao Bei's mother was right.

Xiaobei has no musical talent.

He made a conclusion in his mind the first time he taught this child.

But with the emergence of the teacher-student index, he began to pay attention to Xiaobei, and gradually she discovered the shining point of this child, who is serious, obedient, hardworking, and persistent.

The most valuable thing is that he can feel that Xiaobei really likes to play the piano, pure and without any impurities.

It seems that as soon as he sits in front of the piano and presses the sound, Xiaobei begins to reap happiness.

So he wants this child to be happy forever. Is the meaning of learning music really for success?

"My lover is also a teacher. He teaches art in college."

Li An was shocked, and Xiaobei's mother threw a bombshell again.

Since there is a college art teacher at home, how can I not know why the child is sent here behind the art examination.
"My wife and I are high school classmates, and I accompanied him through the art test."

Ang Lee: .
"You must be wondering why we sent Xiao Bei here."

Li An really didn't understand.

"Because of Xiaobei's character."

Xiaobei's mother shook her head: "Xiaobei has been introverted since she was a child, and it may be because of the move. After moving to a new environment, she became less willing to go out and gradually stopped communicating with others. We thought a lot about it. Nothing could change the situation, until one day she saw the piano on TV, and she told us that she wanted to learn piano."

"So we took this opportunity to send her here."

Li An nodded, that's why.

"What other people's children learn in one class, Xiaobei needs two, sometimes even three."

"That's when we knew Xiaobei didn't have the talent to learn music."

"But it doesn't matter. By sending Xiaobei to learn the piano, we have seen her change. She loves to go out and talk."

"At that time, my thought was that no matter whether she could pop up the grades or not, I would support her to study."

Li An frowned: "Your thoughts changed later?"

"not at all."

"It's just that Xiaobei is going to enter junior high school next year, and she must pass the provincial examination."

Xiaobei's mother sighed, "There are some things that only parents will understand."

"I'm not sure how long she can continue to study, maybe she will continue to study for a while after entering junior high school, but she can't keep studying."

"So I hope to leave some evidence during her limited piano learning time. When she grows up and looks back one day, it is enough to recall this childhood experience."

"Some parents think that learning music is euphemistically called to cultivate artistic temperament. I don't deny that it may have a little effect, but is learning music really the only way to cultivate artistic temperament?"

Finally, Xiaobei's mother looked at Li An and said earnestly:

"It's not easy to meet a good teacher, and it's even more difficult to meet a suitable good teacher. I hope Xiaobei's piano class can be completed by you, is that okay?"

"Teacher Li."

a long time.

Li An opened his mouth.

At 08:30 in the evening, Li An finished Xiaobei's class.

This session was supposed to be early tomorrow morning.

Today Li An didn't knock on the door to end get out of class, but walked out of the classroom with Xiao Bei.

Looking at the two tall shadows in the corridor, he suddenly felt that Xiaobei had become a big child.

"Teacher, will I be able to play those two red books after the grade exam?"

Li An smiled: "I made an agreement with your mother, we will start from the next class!"

Xiaobei couldn't believe it, and excitedly waved his little fist.

As soon as the teacher and the student walked into the hall, she rushed to her mother and asked anxiously, "Mom, the teacher said that I can play the red book next class. Is it true?"

Xiaobei's mother smiled and wiped the sweat off Xiaobei's forehead, "Of course, Xiaobei can learn whatever the teacher says."

"yeah!"

After a while, Li An sent the mother and daughter to the elevator. Through the elevator door, Xiaobei's mother finally looked at Li An and said thank you.

"goodbye teacher!"

"Goodbye Xiao Bei!"

With a click, the elevator door closed.

Li An let out a long breath.

Whether you let it go or not, he is just an ordinary piano teacher.

No matter how much he likes this child, he is just an ordinary piano teacher.

Medicine and medicine will not kill the disease, and the Buddha will save the predestined people.

As a teacher, he has done his best to fight for Xiaobei.

Maybe Xiaobei won't study next year.

Maybe I won't be in Yudong next year.

This teacher-student relationship will always end in one way or another.

Thinking of this, Li An felt that he seemed to be getting more and more emotional recently, and probably he really integrated someone's personality.

Shaking his head and preparing to go back to the office, when he turned around, a group of small words floated in front of his eyes.

[Yu Xiaobei's teacher-student index has risen to 86]

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