Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 522 221. Mr. Li's Private Teaching

On Saturday, June [-], the weather was extremely terrifying.

This week, Rongcheng ushered in the highest temperature in history, and it was also on the news.

Indeed, since the end of the senior high school entrance examination on the 14th, the average temperature has never dropped below 42 degrees.

Even Bawan, who loves to bask in the sun, is reluctant to lie on the window sill recently.

Terrible.

"Meow-"

With the alarm clock ringing from the bedroom, Bawan began to go to bed.

Li An rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up from the bed.

While eating breakfast, Chen Xuan checked the electricity bill again, and felt that only 1000 yuan was left for the 897 yuan electricity bill just charged.

"Let's go, let's go."

The money to turn on the air conditioner can't be saved. Li An still remembers Fangzheng's appearance of heat stroke on Wednesday, and it's uncomfortable to watch.

"Do you feel that next summer is much hotter than last summer?" Chen Xuan asked.

Ang Lee: "That's right, last year I could sleep without a fan, but now I can't sleep without the air conditioner turned on at 16 degrees."

Chen Xuan: "Hey, it's hot at my house this year. My mother said yesterday that she has never seen such a hot summer."

Li Ang: "Hey, it's only the middle of June."

After the meal, the two of them were fully armed, especially Chen Xuan, who was covered in head-to-toe white sun protection clothing, leaving only two eyeballs outside. It would have to meet bad guys in the middle of the night, which could scare the bad guys to death.

But looking around, the entire entrance of Yudong office building is dressed in this way, and there is no distinction between men and women.

For example, something wrapped like a black silkworm chrysalis suddenly greeted Li An, "Brother An."

Without listening to the voice, Li Anjue would not realize that it was Lin Pengfei.

"Full marks for dressing up," Ang Lee gave a pertinent evaluation, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

Lin Pengfei: "Eat, eat."

In the elevator, the two chatted a few words about the high school entrance examination. Lin Pengfei said that one of his students didn't bring the admission ticket, but he only found out when the exam was about to start in 5 minutes.

It's still the same, and the tone is still that awesome and amazing.

In the past, Li An didn't even bother to listen, but this time he not only listened, he was willing to believe it, or it doesn't matter whether he believes it or not, what matters is what Lin Pengfei said.

"Slow down," the elevator stopped on the eighth floor, and Lin Pengfei said goodbye to the two of them.

"Let's go." Li An turned around and waved his hand, "Come play when you're free."

After this incident, Li An saw some people clearly. The part in Brother Fei's office - "Li An is impossible, he is not that kind of person" - Li An was very moved after learning about it.

After greeting Wang Meili, Chen Xuan rushed to the classroom to attend class, while Li An walked towards the concert hall.
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Today is the second course of teaching resources training.

Before 09:30, the teachers attending the lectures entered the concert hall one after another, saying hello to Ang Lee on the stage.

After the first training session last week, Li An could clearly see that the enthusiasm of the teachers was much higher this week.

Five minutes before the start of class, a middle-aged man in a white shirt with a briefcase in his hands walked into the concert hall dripping with sweat.

"Teacher Li!" He greeted Li An enthusiastically when he walked to the stage, "I was almost late, it's a terrible day."

This person is Zhou Tiedong, the art class teacher and piano teacher of Linxia No. [-] High School. His performance in the last class was very eye-catching and left a very deep impression on Li An.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou." None of the three schools is close to Yudong District, and the farthest is Linxia No. [-] High School. It takes more than three hours to go back and forth by car.

Ang Lee picked up a bottle of water from the side of the stage and handed it to Zhou Tiedong, "How is it going, what's the feedback from the children?"

Zhou Tiedong unscrewed the mineral water and took a sip, put it down and said yes, "Excellent, Mr. Li, the relaxation method you taught is very useful."

Hearing Zhou Tiedong's words, other teachers around also echoed.

Li An smiled self-effacingly: "The method is dead, it's up to the teachers to use it properly."

As he said that, he looked down at his watch, and then looked around, "It's almost there, everyone, and we are all here."

Today's lesson topic is much more in-depth than last week's "relaxation"-stage teaching plan.

Ang Lee walked back to the stage and picked up the microphone, "Teachers, please open the handouts."
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This training is not a lecture, but a practical training.

Try to improve these teachers' understanding of piano teaching in a short period of time, and get familiar with what teaching strategies should be adopted for this special group of trainees.

Through the last class, Li An also had a general understanding of these teachers.

None of them came from the professional piano performance class, which means that these teachers themselves do not have excellent performance quality.

A teacher with a high level of performance may not necessarily teach well.

Teachers with poor performance skills are likely to fail to teach well.

The so-called "teaching" by Ang Lee here is to face ordinary students, and the car is a special case.

But is it true that teachers with poor playing skills cannot teach good students?

Li An and Lao Wei had an in-depth discussion on this issue last week, and the conclusion was—no.

As a piano teacher in charge of art candidates, if your performance level is not high enough, then your understanding of piano teaching must be high and precise.

At least it is necessary to know what content students should practice in each stage, how far they can play to enter the next stage, and what content should be practiced in the next stage.

For the trainees, this can be formulated.

Combining Lao Wei's notes and his own performance teaching experience, Li An wrote all these contents in the handouts.

Li An felt that they were all piano teachers from one side, so there was no need for him to spend time explaining these things in detail.

However, out of concern, he still spent 15 minutes leading everyone through it.

"The content is not too much, and basically covers the problems existing in each stage of training. Do you have any questions about this?"

At this time, a female teacher raised her hand, "Mr. Li, I want to ask, you said here that you practice Hanong Yi with tight hands, I understand what you mean, I have a student with tight hands who can't solve the problem, and I have tried all the methods I can try."

Li Ang: "School [-] and [-]?"

Female teacher: "It's time for the second year of high school, and I've been studying for a year."

Ang Lee: "Where is it playing now?"

Female teacher: "Forty items of 599, interspersed with Bayer Hanon."

As the voice fell, there was a sudden commotion in the audience. A kid in the first year of high school only played 599 forty pieces after a year of learning. This is no longer a problem of slowness.

Li An didn't even ask how many times Bayer Hanon had practiced, "Is it your own student?"

Female teacher: "That's right. The students in the school's piano class are taught by me. Teacher Li, just tell me what you have."

Li Ang: "Is it really not enough to study?"

The female teacher nodded: "Students and their families rely on the art test."

Li An: "Change your major. Don't learn piano. After the summer vacation, you will be in the second year of high school. Counting the summer vacation, there is still a year and a half. It is enough to change your major."

The female teacher sighed in her heart, "Mr. Li, can I trouble you to turn around and listen for a while, it will take a few tens of seconds, the child really likes the piano."

Ang Li felt that the young female teacher had misunderstood her professional orientation, and she didn't have a good understanding of the cruelty of the art test.

Exactly, "Well, do you have this child's recording in your phone now?"

Female teacher: "Yes."

Ang Lee: "Would you mind listening to it together?"

Female teacher: "No problem, Mr. Li."

Ang Lee asked the female teacher to come on stage and played the child's audio through the speakers.

A section of Czerny 599.

After listening to it, Li An could only say that this kid was worse than he imagined, not as good as Marco, this kind of kid couldn't get in even if he raised the threshold so high.

"Sorry, what's the name?"

"Zhang Xiaohan."

Li An: "Mr. Zhang, can I hear the next teaching plan you have made for this child?"

Zhang Xiaohan: "Well, that is to say, my idea is to wait for him to play 599 to 80 first."

Ang Lee: "After 80, I will enter the Sonata."

Zhang Xiaohan: "That's right, use the Sonata to practice his three elements, and I will decide how to elevate it later based on his practice."

Li Ang: "Okay, what school do you initially plan to let him take the next year?"

Zhang Xiaohan: "For the school, I haven't given him a plan yet, it depends on his specific situation when he arrives."

Li Ang: "So it means that you haven't decided what song you want him to play for the art test yet."

Zhang Xiaohan: "Yes."

Li An nodded: "Okay, then I can tell you responsibly now, if this child takes the piano as his main project, is willing to work hard, and if he is lucky in the end, he will miss the last three books."

Zhang Xiaohan: "Understood, thank you."

Li An: "Wait a minute, the child's hands shouldn't be big, right?"

Zhang Xiaohan: "Yes, barely reach the octave."

After a while, Li An said, "If this kid insists on taking the piano for the main item, then don't touch the black keys."

The general direction in Zhang Xiaohan's heart was to choose the black key etude for this child, but Li An didn't expect to directly deny it.

Ang Lee continued: "Bach, Mozart, Schumann, you can choose among the works of these three according to your child's characteristics. Let's choose recently, and we can start."

After a while, "Children like piano, they can keep learning and playing, but the exam is the exam, Mr. Zhang, sometimes we have no choice."

Zhang Xiaohan nodded: "Thank you, Mr. Li."

Ang Lee: "You're welcome."

The conversation between the two on the stage made everyone in the audience look at Ang Lee even more with admiration.

With only one performance recording, Ang Lee can tell that the child's hands are small, and set a general direction for the child.

After Zhang Xiaohan stepped down, Ang Lee continued to preach on today's topic.

"Teachers, I would like to give you a sincere suggestion. The music and the school should be set as early as possible. At least you must know what you know."

"List one, two, three. Among them, there must be a school that is guaranteed, and you have to communicate with the parents in advance. Sometimes the parents don't know, and he doesn't care. In the end, the situation is very embarrassing."

"You must have encountered such a thing."

The crowd laughed.

Li An followed with a smile, and added: "The ability to make money is no longer within the scope of this discussion."

Everyone laughed again.

"Next, let's talk about the technical difficulties at each stage and the practice methods that can be used."
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In the morning class, Ang Lee carried out the four methods of slow practice, decomposition, change, and repetition, and conducted a deep analysis for everyone with a large number of demonstrations.

How to overcome technical difficulties.

Several young teachers Zhou Tiedong and Zhang Xiaohan spoke enthusiastically, and correspondingly Ang Lee came to the stage to conduct a practical simulation before the piano.

During lunch, Li An discussed with everyone at the dinner table about the subject of the afternoon—common methods of art processing.

In class in the afternoon, Ang Lee used Chopin's Black Key Etude and Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata, two representative pieces of the art test, to explain how to let students add artistic processing to the work by "grasping the whole and analyzing the structure".

The time came to five o'clock in the afternoon, and the second training session came to an end with applause.

After the end, Ang Lee sent a group of teachers downstairs. Before parting, he said, "It's still the same as last week. If you have any questions, please send them to the group, and we will discuss them together."

"In addition, teachers, please bring two students over next week. Let's analyze the specific problems at that time."

Originally, in the third course, each teacher could only bring one student over, let Ang Lee attend the class, and they listened in the audience and learned the teaching experience.

But during the intermission this afternoon, Li An was surrounded by teachers and asked all kinds of questions, what to ask, refer to Zhang Xiaohan in the morning.

So Li An changed the number of students that each teacher can take next week from one to two.

One more quota is actually a matter of saying a few more words.

When he goes to these schools to enroll students, he will inevitably have to trouble these teachers.

"I'll see you next week, everyone."

After waving goodbye to everyone, Li An went upstairs in no hurry.

When I came to the central air conditioner in the lobby, I fanned my collar for a while, and then sent a message to Zheng Haitao: Convenient?

Then Zheng Haitao called.

"Brother, I just finished my five o'clock class."

"Well, the person who asked you to check for me, is there any movement?"

"I was about to call you after class to tell you about this. This teacher Zheng is really amazing. Many people have taken over the work of this teacher, but no one has seen this teacher."

"You didn't show it when you inquired, didn't you?"

"No, brother, don't worry, what shall we do next."

"Continue to inquire, what kind of work does this teacher Zheng have in his hands, whether it is a performance or a class, be more specific."

"Okay brother, I have a letter to contact you as soon as possible."

"Hard."

"It's okay bro."

After hanging up the phone, Li An went upstairs to wait for Chen Xuan to finish practicing the flute, and the four of them, Wang Panpan and Deng Shiqi, set off for the harmony board game bar.

Listen to the name.
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Some time ago, Xu Hongxin asked everyone in the group if they still had some scores. It had been such a long time, and he didn't come to see him.

Everyone is busy on June [-]st.

That's it for this Saturday night.

Xu Hongxin vacated his largest private room just for the party in the west office tonight.

Ma Tao arrived 10 minutes early and met people at the door.

The cabbage has been ordered for takeaway.

After Li An and his party arrived, they didn't even have time to visit the restaurant. As soon as they entered the door, there was a colorful wall first, and then the big boss Xu appeared and led everyone into a very cool room.

"Wow, Prophet!"

Wang Panpan was attracted by the hand-painted prophets on the wall at a glance, and looked around a lot. There was a large round table for professional board games, twelve stools, and an electronic number plate on each position.

"It feels good."

Xu Hongxin showed a werewolf smile, "It feels better when the lights are turned off."

Cabbage on the side: "Brother An, hurry up and sit down, eat some pizza to cushion your stomach first."

It was the first time for Ang Lee to eat at the board game table, it was fresh.

"cheers."

One, two, three, player number [-], all lights up.
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Playing games is second, seeing the sky and everyone coming here is mainly to get together, and take a look at Xu Hongxin's store by the way.

The number of people is not enough, you can't fight werewolf, you can only play a few who is undercover.

After playing Xu Hongxin took everyone to turn him around, it was really good.

"The business looks okay?" Li An said.

"Hey," Xu Hongxin told the front desk to look at the shop, then turned to Li An and said, "just in case today is the weekend."

"Let's go, have a drink next door."

A group of people came to the barbecue restaurant next door.

After three rounds of drinking, Xu Hongxin followed Li An out to the bathroom, and the two chatted for a while at the door of the bathroom, "Brother An, really forget it?"

Li Ang: "I entrusted a friend to find this person. Chen Xuan is due to compete soon. I don't want her to be distracted by this matter, so I didn't tell you."

Xu Hongxin nodded: "If you need anything, just talk to me."

Li An knew that Xu Hongxin was righteous to his friend, so he patted him on the shoulder and didn't say anything else.

"Ashin, let's go in and sit for a while and finish. I have a performance tomorrow morning."

"Ok."

(End of this chapter)