Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 8 8. Xiaomi doesn't want to laugh

A sneeze!

Li An rubbed his nose and raised his hand to turn off the air conditioner.

Public electricity is also electricity.

Two hours later, he ended today's scale practice.

Then began the review of Chopin etudes.

Recently he found that when he was playing some of Chopin's fast running phrases, his fingers would stick to the keys indistinctly.

Or the fingers fall onto the keys from a low height.

The effect shown is somewhat similar to individual fragments of Mozart sonatas.

He didn't know if this situation was affected by the finger muscle memory left by the original owner.

In short, combined with his original wrist technology, the sound effect of running is quite interesting.

Soft yet grainy.

It is a pity that Ang Lee did not have a clear angle to think about this phenomenon.

At times like this, he would also fantasize about a dedicated and responsible teacher descending from the sky on colorful auspicious clouds holding a piano secret book in his hand.

And the reality is, "Boom boom boom."

At 15:55, there was a knock on the door.

Li An stopped his fingers, "Come in."

A little fat man wearing glasses pushed the door open and said cheerfully, "Teacher, I'm here!"

Hearing this tone, the child must miss the teacher to death.

"Sit down when you come."

After getting up and stretching his shoulders, Li An asked, "How many times did you go home to practice the piano this week?"

"Teacher, you don't know how much homework our school has this week." Liu Fengrui complained before he sat down, "I have to write until 11 o'clock every day."

Li An sighed, compared to when he was in elementary school, he was relaxed, and there was no pressure to go to school at all.

It's not like today's children start to fight with bayonets at the early stage of junior high school.

In particular, Liu Fengrui went to a well-known key primary school in Rongcheng.

"Okay," Li An comforted, "how late you write, most people will have to write as late."

"That's not it," Liu Fengrui murmured, "I finished writing it early."

Li An stretched out a thumb, "Then come on, classmate Liu who writes homework quickly."

"Attend class."

Regardless of the teacher-student index, Liu Fengrui is the one with the best workmanship and the fastest brain response among his three students.

Judging from Li An's experience, if Liu Fengrun persists in learning and puts more effort into it when he returns home, there is a high probability that he will be able to learn something in a few years.

In this class, Li An gave a detailed technical explanation on the Bach-F Minor Part II Invention No. 9, which Liu Fengrun will play in the summer grade examination.

The technically intensive course time will pass very quickly, because most of the time is led by the teacher.

Considering that Liu Fengrui probably won't be able to practice the piano when he goes home this week, Li An mainly focuses on analyzing the music, so that the other party has more knowledge points in his mind than the music.

So that Liu Fengrui can have some impressions in his mind when he mentions it again in the next class.

Ang Lee made a final emphasis before get out of class ended.

"The echo of the right hand and the left hand in the sixteenth measure must be right."

"This is the focus of our next class."

"get out of class."

Since last month, Liu Fengrun came to class by himself, and every time Li An sent him to the elevator.

"Go home quickly and don't run around. Ask your dad to send me a message when you get home."

When the elevator door closed, Li An sent a message to Liu Fengrui's father.

No matter where you are as a teacher now, you can't be sloppy.

On the way back to the office, Li An turned on the system and took a look. In addition to the 2 teaching points gained from teaching Liu Fengrui, his current teaching point has reached 9 o'clock.

After another 1 o'clock, he can start the primary strategy again.

He has made up his mind, this time he must leave it to Xiaobei or Liu Fengrui.

"Where is Chen Xuan?"

Back in the office, Li An found that Chen Xuan's desk was empty, and he was about to find three people to help him find a way to make up for his shortcomings - 0.02 yuan.

Such an important thing is indispensable.

"You don't even know us, let alone the two of us."

There was nothing wrong with what Xu Hongxin said, Li An and Chen Xuan were the only ones in the entire office who were fairly close.

Also.

Just two people.

Li An waited for Xu Hongxin and Ma Tao to finish playing the game, and then tactfully expressed his appeal.

The two of them helped him forward Pin Xixi's link to their private groups without saying a word, and after a while, Li An's side was only 0.01 yuan short.

Victory is at hand!

The trouble is that the two of you have been engaged for more than half an hour, and you are about to get off work.

Li An looked at his watch and looked up, "I've invited you for breakfast tomorrow."

Xu Hongxin: "Brother An, you're being polite, the meat bun set at the convenience store downstairs will do."

Ma Tao: "Shameless, Brother An, I will lose weight, a glass of soy milk will do."

Ang Lee: "Two cups."

Xu Hongxin: "Brother An is magnificent!"

The three of them walked into the elevator talking and laughing.

Speaking of the working environment, Li An really likes the atmosphere in the west office.

Xu Hongxin and Ma Tao often remind him of his time in the university dormitory.

After leaving school and entering the society, it is actually quite rare to meet a few colleagues and friends who are compatible with each other.

"See you tomorrow."

After leaving the gate of the office building, Li An bid farewell to the two of them and rushed to the 'Blue Whale' western restaurant without stopping.

He ate lunch early today, and he would be very hungry when he taught Liu Fengrui.

Blue Whale is good at eating before going to work.

At 10:30 in the evening, Chen Xuan dragged her tired body back to her apartment.

Just as he took off his clothes and was about to take a shower, the phone vibrated behind him.

is a message prompt.

She turned around and took two steps back to the bedroom to pick up her phone.

It turned out to be a sweet voice message: Xiaomi, are you home yet?
"It's here, don't worry, good night."

Chen Xuan's tone was slightly disappointed, and after replying to the message, she left the phone and went to the bathroom.

As a result, the phone vibrated again without taking two steps.

Two seconds later, her mobile phone vibrated like a bombardment——

This time she went to the bathroom without looking back, she could guess what Sun Yuman sent her.

Sun Yuman, a native of Rongcheng.

He and Chen Xuan are college classmates and bunk buddies.

When Chen Xuan first arrived in Rongcheng, Sun Yuman helped with everything from renting a house to finding a job.

In Sun Yuman's words, the two are sisters who have been separated for 18 years.

Today, Chen Xuan left work early to meet Sun Yuman. She thought it was a private meeting between the two of them.

It turned out that there was a woman and a man after going there. She was familiar with the woman, but the man was the young cartoonist that Sun Yuman had mentioned to him every day.

At that time, she clearly told Sun Yuman that this kind of thing depends on fate, and she doesn't like the feeling of being deliberately arranged.

So she is very unhappy tonight, Sun Yuman obviously knows her temperament.

But for the sake of her good friend's face, she still bit the bullet and looked awkward all night.

After taking a shower, Chen Xuan went back to bed and picked up her phone again.

There are two new messages at the top of the message list

Chen Xuan clicked on the profile picture below.

Bawanyi: Are you asleep?

After half a minute.

Leaf: no, what's the matter

Normally, she might send 'Who goes to bed so early like you. '

But today she probably felt that she was in a bad mood.

After two seconds.

Bawanyi: Come on, see if you can cut me another knife

Then a link was sent.

Chen Xuan:.
moment.

With a puff, she didn't want to laugh.

　In short, I want to ask for investment!
　　This wave is not bad, trust me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)