Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1002: 262. Go Home, Go Home [Part ]

Che Ge'er played Bach, and soon the sky outside the window became completely bright.

the weather is nice today.

Xiaobei rubbed his sleepy eyes and opened the curtains. The bright morning light shone on the celesta in front of the windowsill, and a silver light flashed by.

On the piano next to it is Xiaobei’s fan club, with various stuffed toys. Today, there is a new member, a bamboo puppy.

The children exchanged their bamboo toys by drawing lots, and Xiaobei drew Zhizhi's lot.

"be good."

After patting the puppy's head, Xiaobei sat back at the desk and took out a pack of card paper.

Stationery comes in various colors: red, blue, white, pink, green and so on.

Five minutes later, Xiaobei took out a piece of sea blue letter paper.

For Xiaobei, dark blue does not represent memories, it’s just that the experimental school uniform is dark blue.

Summarizing the past six months, Xiaobei thinks that we should start with the experimental school uniforms.

After a while, the only sound in the bedroom was the sound of pens scratching across paper.

Ah Liu has a heavy workload today. He must finish all the homework he owes for the past three days before going to swim with Wang Xiaohu in the afternoon.

Of course, for Liu, studying is not just a bargaining chip to gain game time from his parents, it is also an attitude towards life.

Playing is a must, but as a student, studying must also come first.

The results in the first semester of the first year of junior high school were indeed quite good, but this is just the beginning. Xiao Liu's goal is to be in the top three in the class in the next semester.

Come on!

Come on!
Xiao Ma stared at the computer screen with his fists clenched, hoping that the knocked-down red team machine would stand up again. Unfortunately, the host's announcement of the end of the game came earlier.

In order to catch up on the live broadcast of the robot fighting competition that he had not paid attention to yesterday, Xiao Ma stood up from the computer helplessly. It was such a boring battle.

Luckily I didn't watch the live broadcast.

Coming to his own small operation room, Xiao Ma quickly transformed the bamboo bird made of the car into a small hanging lamp with voice control function.

Of course, he has obtained the modification permit for the car.

He took the bird voice-controlled lamp and hung it up in front of the desk, and Xiao Ma began to record a short video of the hanging bird.

"doremi!"

As soon as the pony called, the bird's body lit up.

I sent the video to the group with satisfaction and soon received the first reply.

Xiao Qiao: Awesome! Is the voice control command doremi?
Xiao Ma: Thank you very much, the principle is very simple, it will light up no matter what you shout.

Qiao Zhizhi also attended a robotics class, and she also made a voice-controlled lamp. It is indeed not difficult to make a lamp that lights up when it is sounded by following the steps, but the key question is how did Marco get the lamp components into the bird's body without hurting the bird itself?
She watched the video over and over again, and it seemed as if the bird was made with voice-controlled lights.

Marco is really good at hands-on work!
Giving three thumbs up, Xiao Qiao said: Doremi is a very good name.

Xiao Ma: Hahahaha, from now on it will be Doremi. Go get the express!
Xiao Qiao: Uh-huh!

After a short episode, Qiao Zhizhi put the phone back on the drawing board and continued to mix the paint.

Interesting things need to be recorded in another way, such as the first oil painting on the left hand side of the studio entrance labeled "Waterfall Sunset". This is a sunset scene under a storm after Little Joe and his mother were soaked on the way back to the farm during their trip to Rogeningen.

The magical thing about that day was that the sky was half dark clouds and half sunset glow, and there was a priest standing on the windmill in the field who looked like he was praying.

Today Xiao Qiao planned to record this trip to the ruins park, but there were too many interesting scenes.

She would have to think about it for a while longer.

Conducting also requires building up emotions. In a corner of the balcony, Wang Xiaohu sat next to Doubao, listening to the four-part chorus in the headphones, with the baton in his hand moving back and forth on Doubao's body.

Xiao Douhua squinted his eyes and smiled, looking like he was enjoying it very much.

At this point, “I’m leaving.”

Xiao Douhua jumped directly to Xu Li's feet and started acting coquettishly.

Xu Li pointed to her ears, and Wang Xiaohu took off his headphones. "What's wrong, Mom?"

"I'm leaving now. You can take care of your lunch yourself." Xu Li said as she squatted down and touched the tofu pudding. "Eat more for lunch."

"Meow!"

Wang Xiaohu: “~”

Who is the biological child?

Who are the biological children? Of course, the first batch of students in the music theory sprint exam class.

At nine o'clock in the morning, three music theory classes had already started. Lao Tang, Mu Xin and Hai Tao were the main teachers, each in charge of a class.

There is a box of yogurt and a red apple on each child’s desk.

It can be regarded as a small welcoming ceremony for the start of classes. Lao Tang said that this is for good luck, and the apples indicate a peaceful and smooth year ahead.

When Xu Li arrived, the parent lounge on the first floor was already full of parents.

Aunt Xiaoyun at the front desk was still busy typing away at the computer.

"Sister Xu, the lanterns won't arrive until the day after tomorrow."

"Why so slow?"

"Logistics has always been like this before the New Year."

Okay, Xu Li made herself a cup of coffee. It was really hard to find something to do at the moment.

She got up at 6:30 today and finished all the financial work for this month before 8 o'clock. She was waiting to pay the salaries of several teachers.

Accountant Xu, who hadn't checked WeChat all morning, opened it casually and saw a public account push message from seven hours ago.

Xu Lixin smiled and said that Lao Tang was really efficient.

Then I casually clicked on the title.

Bach and the Window.
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At noon the next day, after finishing the third day of music theory class, Lao Tang and his classmates used their lunch break to hang four lanterns in front of the store.

When Li An arrived at the store in the evening, the entrance was ablaze with red, looking very festive.

Ang Lee has been very busy these three days.

The day before yesterday morning, he contacted the parents of Lin Ziyang and several other little principals, explained the situation of the June 1st performance, and after receiving full support from several parents, he contacted Liu Zhaocheng and others to contact the parents individually to take action.

He was invited to attend a symposium at the Chengdu Music Association yesterday. He was busy from morning to noon. In the afternoon, he received a call from Xiao Wu.

The moment the call was connected, he heard Xiao Wu's excited voice on the other end.

"Teacher, I got the small circle score!"

Getting a small circle score means that as long as you pass the academic subjects, you’ll be admitted.

At that time, Li An was sincerely happy for Xiao Wu. In fact, he was not sure when he was comforting Xiao Wu, but now everything is over.

Repeating a year, a total of two years, how much Xiao Wu went through during this period, only art students who have experienced it know.

Now Xiao Wu has finally reached the shore, congratulations!

Xiao Wu said on the phone that she wanted to invite him and Teacher Chen to dinner.

Li An originally wanted to refuse because he wanted to rest at night, but the child called him and invited him as soon as he got the results, so how could he refuse?

So in the evening he took Chen Xuan to the dinner place Xiao Wu sent him. When they arrived at the dinner place, he knew that Xiao Ji and Xiao Wu's friends would definitely not be absent.

A group of friends led by Xiao D greeted the two at the restaurant entrance early.

Last year, Xiao Ji’s friends came to this meal. The only one absent was Xiao Wu who went to Jinling for an exam.

After a year, everyone finally gathered together to celebrate, which was a perfect ending both emotionally and logically.

Ang Lee drank a lot of wine and felt happy for these young people, really happy.

Then early this morning, just after Li Ang sobered up, he was called by Old Nie to go to the Yudong Middle-aged and Elderly Cultural Community to provide guidance on the program for the community's Spring Festival Gala.

Well, how can he, a pianist, direct a community performance activity that mainly features mass singing and dancing? He has to go again tomorrow, but he said he would rather not go and suffer.

He made an appointment with Jiang Zhigang for dinner tonight. On the one hand, he wanted to thank Jiang Zhigang for setting up the test center for him, and on the other hand, he also wanted Jiang Zhigang to find a professional to cover for him for a day tomorrow.

"Brother Jiang, I'm here. Where are you?"

Jiang Zhigang was still stuck in traffic and said it would take another ten minutes.

The place for dinner was Tangjiacai, which was diagonally opposite Sigang. Ang Lee simply didn't go into the restaurant and just lit a cigarette at the door.

Before he had drawn half of the lottery, Li An saw Lao Tang getting off the bus with a lot of bags from afar.

"Old Tang!"

Lao Tang didn't expect to see Li An here at this time, "Are you done with your work?"

"Don't mention it." Li An complained for a minute, then asked Lao Tang if he had gone to the supermarket, "It's time to go home soon. Can you finish all the food you bought?"

Of course Lao Tang couldn’t finish it all by himself.

Lao Tang’s plan is to entertain everyone tomorrow afternoon and invite everyone to eat together, so these things are not too much.

In fact, Lao Tang had long had the idea of ​​inviting everyone to have a meal at his place, but everyone was always busy and he was busy too.

Now piano classroom No. 4 has officially opened. The music theory class will end the day after tomorrow, and he and Mu Xin will have to go home. If they don’t make arrangements tomorrow, they will have to wait until next year.

When Li An heard Lao Tang say that he wanted to cook a dish to entertain everyone, he thought, "You have to clean up after you finish cooking tomorrow, and you will leave the day after tomorrow. Isn't it too much trouble?"

But now it is no longer a matter of whether it is troublesome or not. If I don’t help Lao Tang "get rid of" these things, I can't let Lao Tang bring them back to Hai City the day after tomorrow.

If you don't take it back, it will be wasted after the New Year.

"Chen Xuan and I have no problem, and Mu Xin probably has no problem either. Have you told Sister Xu Haitao?"

"I was planning to talk about it in the group later. Can you invite Zhang Miao, Wen Yang and the others as well?"

"Can you seat so many people?"

"If we squeeze in, it should be about the same."

"Okay then, call them all. What time tomorrow?"

"I'll go back and prepare it soon. My get out of class will end at 3:30 tomorrow afternoon, and I'll go back and do it. It will probably be around 7 o'clock. Anyway, you guys can come and play early. My sofa is quite big."

"Okay, Chen Xuan and I will go there early tomorrow afternoon and help you with it. Let's not leave it too late."

"No, none of you need to help."
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Lao Tang said that he didn't need everyone's help, but after Mu Xin came to bring her a stool in the evening, he still stayed and helped him a lot.

After a busy period, the two of them decided that if they wanted to have dinner at 7 o'clock tomorrow night, one stove would definitely not be enough.

So Mu Xin came up with another idea, "Why not just bring the induction cooker from my room over here."

Lao Tang clapped his hands and said, "It's done."

Just like that, the next afternoon when Li Ang and his group arrived one after another, they saw Old Tang and Mu Xin busy in the kitchen together.

In fact, no one thought much about it. Before the meal started, Lao Tang said as he picked up the wine: "Thanks to Ah Xin. Half of today's meal is due to her."

As a result, Haitao started to make fun of them. Haitao didn't have any other intentions, so everyone laughed.

Old Tang felt uncomfortable laughing all night.

But to be honest, Mu Xin's cooking skills are really good.

After a very happy farewell party before the New Year, everyone helped Lao Tang clean up the house.

Send everyone away.

The unit door was finally quiet.

At this time, Lao Tang looked at Mu Xin and explained, "I didn't mean anything else just now."

Mu Xin: “Ah?”

Lao Tang continued, "I thanked you when we were having dinner."

Mu Xin: "Shouldn't you thank me?"

Lao Tang wouldn't do that. That's not what he meant. "No, I definitely have to thank you. It's just that Haitao and the others were making trouble. Don't take it to heart."

Mu Xinle: "Why would I take it to heart? Hurry up and go up. I won't go up to help you. I have to go back and pack my luggage."

Lao Tang heaved a sigh of relief: "Yeah, you haven't packed your luggage yet?"

Mu Xin: "No, I haven't packed anything yet."

Lao Tang: "I'm sorry, I've taken up too much of your time these past two days."

Mu Xin said, "It's no big deal. Let's go back. Please help me move the stool back after the New Year. Good night."

Lao Tang: "Good night, good night."

Looking at Mu Xin's petite back as she left, Lao Tang's mind was suddenly filled with how Mu Xin had helped him in the house over the past two days.

He quickly shook his head, what a mess. Lao Tang thought he must have drunk too much.

After returning upstairs, Lao Tang cleaned up for a while. Seeing that it was already eleven o'clock, he took a shower and went to bed.

Seeing that all the friends in the group had returned home safely, Lao Tang put down his phone with peace of mind.

Normally, Lao Tang could fall asleep after drinking some wine and lying down, but today he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

After all the effort, he still wanted to say thank you to Mu Xin.

Under normal circumstances, when he wanted to talk to Mu Xin, he would just click on the other person's profile picture and say it, but at this moment he couldn't say anything.

I don’t know how long it took before Lao Tang fell asleep.

After waking up from a nap, when he met Mu Xin again in the classroom, Lao Tang seemed to be better again.

There is no longer the feeling of wanting to say something but not being able to say it as last night.

"morning."

"morning."

The two exchanged a brief, routine greeting and walked into their respective classrooms.

The last music theory class of the music theory training class before the New Year began.

Lee Ang's last day of classes at home started at about the same time.

Several children arrived one after another, attended a class, and also had a small gathering and played with friends whom they hadn't seen for a few days.

Xiaobai is naturally the protagonist among the protagonists.

However, during this period, Xiaoche was holding onto the eighty thousand and secretly wiped his eyes a few times.

This is already pretty good. After Ang Lee came back from his performance in Guangzhou, when Xiao Che saw Ba Wan for the first time, he cried so hard that he felt like he had endured all the grievances in the world.

Each child quietly handed an envelope to the teacher at the end of the class, and Li An asked the children to seal the envelope with glue and put a seal with the child's own name on it.

Xiaobei: "Teacher, you don't want to see it."

Li An: "I don't need to see it."

If someone wants to see what's inside, they will inevitably break the seal.

Ang Lee put the envelopes from the six children into a drawer. Following the envelopes containing the ten-year promise, Ang Lee prepared another gift for the children.

So the children still have to open the envelopes themselves when the time comes.

"Okay, that's it for this year, get out of class dismissed."

"Thank you, teacher! Hehehehehe!"

"By the way, Linlin, your Bach can be a little faster."
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At 4:15 in the afternoon, just as Mu Xin was rushing to the train station, Rongai officially issued an announcement.

The appointment of Comrade Fang Yongbo as the conductor of the Chengdu Philharmonic Orchestra can be summed up in just one line, no matter how rough or detailed it is.

However, it is worth mentioning that after seven years, Rong Ai finally got the position of group leader again.