Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 138 135. The Stage and Performers Under the Fireworks World
"Say."

Qin Yong was afraid that Li An would not mention conditions.

"In the second half of the year, I want to take a fixed day off every week."

Li An originally planned to talk to Qin Yong about this issue at the end of this vacation.

Because of preparing for the competition, he needs one day a week to devote himself to practicing the piano.

Maybe he won't hit a single note all day long, but he must have such a day to sit in front of the piano and settle down, even if it's just thinking.

With the arrival of a new position, a new semester, and a new identity, his life in the second half of the year is bound to become busier.

Not a professional pianist, he does not have the capital to stick to the piano every day.

But since he decided to participate in this competition, he must go all out.

Regarding Li Ang's second request, Qin Yong felt nothing. Firstly, teachers in this industry do not have normal weekends off. Secondly, Li An is now considered the core backbone of his team.

"can."

Qin Yong leaned back and nodded, "Is there any plan for the second half of the year?" He was a little curious.

Ang Lee explained: "I plan to participate in the Xinghai Cup National Piano Competition at the end of the year."

Hearing the words "Xinghai Cup National Competition", a strange color flashed across Qin Yong's eyes:
"Are you going to participate in this competition?"

Li An stubbed out the cigarette butt, and puffed out his lips: "Try it."

moment.

"Why don't you try the Hong Kong City International Piano Competition early next year?"

Qin Yong didn't understand why Ang Li wanted to participate in a competition full of insider information. Based on his understanding of Ang Li, the other party probably didn't know about domestic piano competitions.

"The level is not enough."

Li An is really not self-deprecating, he knows how much he is currently, not to mention grabbing a handful in China, but the difference will not be too much.

There are too many people playing the piano in Huaguo. Only those who really understand the actual situation know that the third and fourth floors of the pyramid have been rolled and cannot be rolled anymore.

Furthermore, the original intention of his decision to participate in this competition is to test himself, and to observe and learn.

If he can't make it to the third round of this level of competition, then going to an Asian level competition like the Hong Kong City International Piano Competition will probably be a round trip.

Are travel expenses, board and lodging and registration fees free?

If you can't make it to the core round, you can go sightseeing at most, nothing else at all.

If you want to be an atmosphere group, you can solve it with a network cable.

"Let's talk about it later."

Ang Lee smiled.

Qin Yong thought about it, "Well, I'll give you one and a half days off a week. After all, you're still on-the-job representative of Lan Tian to participate in the competition, so prepare well."

This was a coincidence, but Li An only cared about the first half of the sentence.

"Brother Xie Yong, just give me a month for the textbook."
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Everyone has their own ambitions, what Li An thinks about is Li An's own business, and Qin Yong just mentioned it in passing.

Later, he thought about it, everyone's personal situation is different, Li An is indeed a special case.

He has basically never seen such a situation where a teacher working in a social art training institution would want to participate in such a professional competition.

Art competitions in the category of classical music are sometimes too abstract and have certain class attributes.

Most of the contestants he is familiar with are dreamers who already live affluent lives. As for some of them, the end of their dreams is art or something else, he will not comment.

But in comparison, he thinks the phrase "I just want to understand the piano thing" is more convincing.

While working hard for a living, he never forgets to pursue his own path of seeking knowledge.

Ang Lee is indeed a special case.

He wants to help Li An both in public and privately, but how can he help in this kind of thing.

I can only give you half a day off first.

Wait and see later.

Come on.
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A day's work ends with piano practice.

Mid-September is approaching, and the sky outside the window is already dark at six o'clock.

No need to go to Blue Whale on Friday, and stopped at the intersection on the way home. Li An asked Chen Xuan what he wanted to eat tonight.

"Hot Pot?"

Li An proposed an idea. He heard Chen Xuan arguing about wanting to eat hot pot a while ago.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xuan refused, "You want to be lazy the next day?"

Li An smiled: "Then let's go shopping."

When the green light came on, the two walked arm in arm towards the supermarket on the other side of the road in the evening wind.

After some shopping, they returned to the door of the two small homes.

Today they picked 2501.

As soon as the door opened, Bawan at the door stared and saw that it was her again, retreated two steps tactically, then turned around and walked back with catwalks.

It sniffed Chen Xuan's little white shoes.

Li An didn't know if Bawan still remembered the sister who was holding it to get an injection, but when he saw Bawan got up and prepared to lay his paws on Chen Xuan's white calf, he quickly scolded: "Baiwan!"

Bawan was so frightened that he turned around and rushed towards the bedroom, his hind legs slipped when he was about to turn the corner and enter the door.

With a "boom", half of his body knocked against the door frame, and disappeared from the sight of the two of them in the next second.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xuan was angry and funny, and blamed: "Why scare it, the Internet said it was a kitten wanting to get close to you."

As a cat lover, Chen Xuan was once only one cat away from the shit shovel officer.

"His sharp claws will scratch you."

Chen Xuan oh oh twice, and then reminded: "It should cut its nails regularly."

Li An was not so meticulous about this kind of thing before, but now it is different, "I will study how to cut the cat's nails tonight."

As he spoke, he put on his slippers, washed his hands and prepared to cook.

At this time, Chen Xuan found a pair of pink slippers at the door, "Huh?" She asked suspiciously.

Li An heard the reputation, and explained: "The courier just arrived the day before yesterday."

As he spoke, he stretched out his foot, "We are the same. If you don't believe me, you can go to my shopping record and buy two bars of soap."

"What are you nervous about?"

Chen Xuan smiled and took off her little white shoes, and stepped on her new slippers.

Then he hung the bag on the hook on the side of the door frame, and Li An's shirt was still hanging on the hook next to it.

This row of hooks was put on when she was helping to tidy up the place, thinking that there were no hangers in Li An's room.

Looking at his bag and Ang Lee's shirt hanging together now, who would have thought of it?
She has a full sense of life at the moment.

Happy.

With her hair tied up, she went to the kitchen, "What do you need me to do!"

Li An sorted out the ingredients for cooking at night, and sorted the temporarily unused ones into three bags.

"Put it in your refrigerator first."

Chen Xuan nodded, "OK."

Carrying three bags back to 2502 and putting them in the refrigerator, Chen Xuan changed her clothes by the way.

When I came back, Lian was already cutting meat, "And then?"

Li An raised his head and couldn't help but take a closer look. He was wearing such short pajamas, "Go and play. If it's hot, go to the bedroom and turn on the air conditioner. Dinner will be served in half an hour."

"This pajamas look good."

He did not forget to praise.

Chen Xuan rolled her eyes: "This is a long T."

After finishing speaking, he swaggered and walked towards Li Ang's bedroom, "Then I can visit."

Li An shook his head with a smile.

implicit.

Mr. Li An, who doesn't understand the difference between a long T and pajamas, cuts every shredded meat today, as if measuring with precise music beats.

The boyish side of a man is often reflected here, not admitting defeat.

You say that cooking is average, but I don't agree!
Teacher Chen, who was separated by a wall, had already set his eyes on the black leather book in the bedside cabinet.

Judging from the old appearance, a lot of things should be recorded inside.

Curiosity is curiosity, she will not open it without Li An's permission, even if she is already the other party's girlfriend.

Then she looked at the exquisite little box beside her, and smiled to herself that the other party didn't even open her Qixi Festival gift.

Looking around at the end, the clean and tidy environment does not seem to be cleaned temporarily. Through the half-open wardrobe door, the clothes and pants in the partition are neatly padded.

The power strip on the other side of the bed was nailed to the wall, and the cords growing out were looped, not as cluttered as the place where she charged her mobile phone.

Walking out of the bedroom, Chen Xuan couldn't be in a better mood.

In the future, she will never worry about not being able to find her keys and mobile phone charging cables.

Looking at the busy figure in the kitchen, Chen Xuan wondered if such a boyfriend should be kept at home to be safe.

What to do next?

Chen Xuan went back to 2502 to take back the silver flute that accompanied her through the first stage of the art exam.

"Want some song?"

She installed the instrument and stood in front of the window next to the piano and played two scales to adjust it.

"Two tigers." Come out from the kitchen.

All right, sir.

Chen Xuan raised her hand to the flute to her lips, and her lips were slightly parted to reveal a small hole.

Then move with your fingers in one breath.

The sound of the silver flute carrying playful tones and bouncing bouncing came to the kitchen.

The two tigers are so cute, they really look like two little tigers playing.

Accompanied by Chen Xuan's playing, Li Anqie stamped the green peppers on the chopping board to the rhythm of the first eight and the last sixteen.

Here, Chen Xuan seemed to be doing it on purpose. Hearing the rhythm given by Ang Lee, he immediately changed the rhythm of the theme melody to a triplet.

Will you accept the offer?

As soon as Chen Xuan changed, the rhythm in Li An's hands also changed.

You change and I change again.

After a few rounds, Li An's wrist holding the kitchen knife couldn't bear it anymore.

He's just a piano teacher, not a cook.

Looking at the minced green peppers on the chopping board, he could only say that tonight the shredded pork with green peppers would be replaced with shredded pork with green peppers.

Turning around and washing his hands, he touched the apron twice, and sat down in front of the piano in the living room.

The side dish work is done.

Next, while waiting for the rice to be steamed, if you want to play, I will play with you.

Stuck on a rhythmic motif left by the flute, Ang Lee dropped his hands suddenly.

The gorgeous double-octave performance directly brings the original bright major key into the gloomy minor key.

The little lion Simba in the music theme seems to have grown up from innocence and romance in a moment of wind and rain in the majestic steel sound, giving people the feeling that the king is coming back.

How could Chen Xuan show weakness? With the sound effect made by Li An, her fingers started to run with variations.

In the small space, only the majestic piano and the soft yet fierce flute can be heard against each other.

The two are inseparable for a while.

It's like last night's couch battleground.

Drive the stroller straight onto the F1 track.

Of course, just a few breaths at a time.

How the power of a woman can overcome a man.

Just like the flute as a monophonic instrument, how can it compete with the multi-part piano in terms of volume.

The ending was also like last night.

When the flute completely gave up resistance and opened up from the inside to the outside, the piano suddenly paused.

Li An breathed in and raised his hand, just about to press that set of chords with all the emotions.

Suddenly the red light on the rice cooker came on.

then.

"Drip-drip-"

"Drip-drip-"

Li An was taken aback, and Chen Xuan also looked over.

The living room seems to have returned to the world of fireworks from Yimu's gorgeous stage in the sky.

Outside the window is the sound of people and cars coming from Yudong Street, and the sad song of cicadas singing in September.

The flute inside the window is still a flute, and the cheap piano labels seem to be covered with a layer of fog under the dim light.

Smelling the aroma of cooked rice wafting from the kitchen, the two met and smiled.

It just felt so good.

This is an excellent stage without any rehearsal, which is directly generated by trivial life and inspiration.

"Do you remember what you just blew?"

"I forgot, what about you?"

"I forgot too."

The two laughed.

There is no regret in this laughter, because they have vaguely felt that this seems to be their daily routine in the future.

"Hurry up and cook, I'm starving to death!"

Chen Xuan urged Li An to cook quickly, she didn't want to eat as late as yesterday.

Putting the flute on the piano, she subconsciously looked out the window.

Suddenly pulled the long T portrait, "Li An!"

He saw two children lying on the opposite floor looking at their window.

She can see over there, does that mean that the people over there can also see her.

Li An ran over: "What's wrong?"

After Chen Xuan finished speaking, Li An smiled: "The Wanhe mansion is all made of single-transparent glass." He had already inquired about this issue with the property owner.

"Are you sure?" Chen Xuan asked suspiciously.

"OK OK."

Can Li An be unsure about this kind of self-disadvantage?

Chen Xuan looked out again, she felt uneasy without curtains.

As he spoke, he went back and added a pair of comfortable-looking long trousers under the long T.

"Aren't you hot?"

Li An joked, he didn't expect Chen Xuan to be more conservative than he imagined.

Chen Xuan: "Why do you feel disappointed?"

"Stir-fry stir-fry."

Li An laughed and went to the kitchen.
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Stir-fried shredded pork with green pepper, cold cucumber, mapo tofu, and hot rice.

This is the third time for Chen Xuan to eat at 2501, and she still sits at the same table, but it is different from the previous two times. Today, the three stacks of two bowls made her feel like she was at home.

A sense of freedom and belonging comes from the bottom of my heart.

After dinner, she offered to wash the dishes, but Li An forced her out of the kitchen on the grounds that the performer's hands could not touch the dishes.

Seeing Ang Li bent over and busy in front of the pool, she asked, "Ann Li, haven't you thought about becoming a performer?"

Li An straightened up and wiped his sweat.

After a while he smiled and said:
"I thought about it when I was a child."

Then I bent down and continued to work, and the pots and pans continued to jingle.

At that moment, Chen Xuan felt very uncomfortable.

She turned around quickly.

But looking at the empty piano by the wall, the various performance scenes of Ang Lee on the stage seemed to flash past her eyes one by one.

Thinking back to the light and fluffy words just now, she became Tito-like at this moment, and she was a little out of breath under the pressure.

Maybe it's distressed, maybe it's a little bit of grievance.

It was twelve o'clock when we parted, and Chen Xuan did not refuse Li An's request.

She went back to 2502 to remove makeup, wash and change into a pair of safety pants and returned to 2501 with a pillow in her arms.
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That night.

Bawan was lying outside the bedroom door looking at the territory that once belonged to him, but now it has been occupied by others.

Lick paws from time to time.

Under the dark ceiling, everything is so natural.

Chen Xuan has never felt that being hugged from behind is so safe and secure.

"sorry."

She turned her head, "Huh?"

I just heard it say in my ear: "I wanted to stay with you last night, but I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it."

Chen Xuan's shoulders trembled. After going through so much last night, she needed Li An to be by her side.

Neither of the two is a high school student, and they don't need to go home to make a report, and there is no access control, but Li An still left.

"I'm sorry, Xiaomi."

When the sound rang again, the little grievance in Chen Xuan's heart was completely magnified for a moment, and then she turned her head and bit Li An's shoulder.

The heartbreaking pain made Li An tremble all over, but he only smiled and stroked the back of Chen Xuan's head.

The emotions in Chen Xuan's heart completely dissipated.

The moment when 99 points of love becomes 100 points, this is destined to be another charming and unforgettable night.
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Unfortunately, the red light on the rice cooker in the kitchen is still on.

After 90 minutes, Bawan couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and jumped onto the piano in two steps and lay down on his stomach.

Perhaps it also has a pianist's dream.

(End of this chapter)