Please, come home and practice the piano

For this reason, he came to the teacher's house early in the evening.

Old Wei opened the door and said, "Come in."

Li An walked in, put the box in his hand on the cabinet at the door, changed into his slippers and followed Lao Wei into the house.

An hour and a half ago, Li An took the children to explore for a while, then announced that the rehearsal was over, then hurried home and picked up his things and rushed over.

"An An is here." Liang Huilan walked out of the kitchen.

Li An: "Master's wife."

Liang Huilan was happy: "Go and talk to your teacher. In half an hour we will have dinner, sesame cakes and stewed fish."

Li An hehe: "Master, thank you for your hard work."

Liang Huilan left the living room, and Lao Wei asked Li An to continue. He didn't understand clearly on the phone just now.

"Teacher, please listen to this afternoon's recording first."

Li An used his mobile phone to play the last ensemble recording this afternoon, and then detailed the recent training situation.

"Great progress." Lao Wei nodded after listening to Li An's narration, "It's much clearer. The rhythm, sentences, and levels are all there now. Are you still not satisfied?"

Li An: "Do you think it's okay?"

Lao Wei: "No problem, this is a high-level ensemble."

Ang Lee: "Then what are you going to tell them tomorrow?"

Lao Wei: "I originally wanted to hear it, but who knew you would come here today?"

Li An: "Teacher, that's what I think. I wonder if I can help them unify their timbre."

Old Wei put it all together and understood: "You are now also a famous teacher in our Chengdu, so you are not afraid of others laughing at this issue if it gets spread."

Li An: "So why don't I come here quickly? If you think it's nonsense, then I really have no other choice. Anyway, I have already said hello to Chen Yanzhao, and the instructor has filled in your name."

Old Wei frowned: "You are really messing around. Please explain it to me quickly."

Li An: "That's right. You taught me all these things. Besides, the children are looking forward to you giving them guidance tomorrow."

Old Wei was helpless: "You."

Ang Lee: "If you can't help it, then this is the only way. Anyway, I have tried my best. The teacher also knows that I have a performance the day after tomorrow. I have stayed up late every day for the septet these days."

Lao Wei: "You guys, don't do this, just rush the ducks to the shelves."

Li An bared his teeth: "I didn't say that."

Old Wei pondered for a moment, "Are you ready for the performance?"

Li An: "Well, it depends on the scene the day after tomorrow. There should be no problem."

Old Wei nodded: "Play it again and I will listen."

Ang Lee: "Okay."

"Wait a minute," Old Wei stood up and lifted the red cloth on the piano, revealing a speaker. "Use this speaker to help me study how to play music."

Li An followed and approached: "Bluetooth speaker? You are quite fashionable."

"Ma Yu's father came to see me that day and brought something like this. If you like it, you can take it." Old Wei really didn't need this thing.

"Then can I get it? Teacher, please plug it in." Li An studied for a moment and turned on the Bluetooth pairing, and soon the pairing was successful. "Teacher, look, it can be used after this connection."

The speaker beeped and a blue light flashed.

Li An clicked to play the recording, and as soon as the sound of the piano came out, the whole living room seemed to be shaking.

Lao Wei: "Good guy, this thing doesn't look big, but it's quite powerful."

"So what you said," Li An didn't know what brand of speaker it was, but the sound quality was really good, "My parents sent it to me, can it be bad?"

As the music started, the master and apprentice stopped chatting.

Ang Lee also immediately took out the score and said, "Teacher."

Old Wei took the score, put on his spectacles and read it. Hearing the bass that bounced in his ears, he asked, "You can play seven parts in unison."

"Che Lin played it." Li An answered truthfully, "The solo was played by Ji Yang."

Old Wei nodded: "Ji Yang has made great progress. She hasn't been idle during the summer vacation, right?"

Li An: "It was harder than the time when she was preparing for the cultural exam."

Lao Wei hummed: "You play second fiddle."

Ang Lee: "Yes."

Old Wei: "Who played the viola part?"

Ang Lee: "Liu Fengrui is the one who plays the sonata in the Blue Sky Cup."

Lao Wei: "He's pretty good, and Cello II is pretty good too."

Ang Lee: "Huh?"

Lao Wei: "Which child played it?"

Li An didn't expect that a bastard like Wang Xiaohu could get such a comment. He really didn't think so, "Just last time at the Chengdu Cup, you asked me about the matriarch. That was her mother. He was the one sitting next to you."

"Oh," Old Wei San remembered, "That kid looks smart, so he's not very naughty."

Li An: "It's much better now. He used to be trained all day long, but now he still learns clarinet from Qin Yong and vocal music from a colleague of mine."

Lao Wei: “This is about comprehensive development.”

Li An: "The kid still wants to learn commanding, but I'm holding him back."

Lao Wei: "The remaining two voices are slightly worse."

Li An: "There's nothing I can do. No matter how hard I force it, I can't get anything out of it. After all, this is the level of the child."

Lao Wei: "That's not what I meant. I said it from the beginning. It's already very good. If you listen to this small detail, it doesn't look like a few children. I really didn't expect that it has only been a few days since the recording. It can be said that it has already been done." Reborn.”

Ang Lee: "So, maybe it's my problem too. I always want to make them better."

Lao Wei: "Teachers are all the same, so there is no need to blame yourself."

At this time, there was a sound from the kitchen that dinner was ready.

"Teacher, I'll go first," Li An said, standing up and raising his voice, "Come on, Master!"

During the meal, Li An chatted with the two elderly people about their family affairs, which made the two elderly people giggle non-stop.

After dinner, Liang Huilan asked Lao Zhao's wife from the unit next door to go for a late walk, leaving the space for the master and apprentice.

The master and apprentice did some research again, and finally Lao Wei asked Li An what else he wanted.

Ang Lee further expressed his thoughts on cooperation and unified voice, "Teacher, please tell me if my angle is off."

Lao Wei: "How should I put it? The local problems you mentioned do exist, but the piano ensemble and the string ensemble are fundamentally two different things. If you want to pursue the string ensemble effect too much, you will definitely not achieve it. Lin Langlai Not even him."

"And you chose such a work."

Ang Lee: "I was thinking about this when I came here. Indeed, it would be great if this was a march-style work."

Li An said that he had figured it out and stopped fussing. It is already very good now. Use the remaining time to polish the details and stop tossing the children. It might be counterproductive.

Ensemble awareness and timbre unity are not essentially the same frequency, so he was naive.

Li An: "Teacher, that's it. I will bring the children over tomorrow and you can listen to it. There is also the concert hall. After you listen to them tomorrow, I want to use it again. It will be used until about seven o'clock in the evening."

Old Wei: "Just use it, I've already said hello."

Li An: "Teacher, you should also take a rest. I'll go back quickly. I have something to do at home."

Old Wei: "Let's go, have a good rest tonight, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Taking out two cigarettes from the cabinet, Old Wei walked Li An to the door. Li An declined and said, "Teacher, please don't, I can't take them."

"Take it, take it, go to bed early tonight." Li An was pushed and pushed out, and Lao Wei returned to the living room to sit down and continue to pick up the score.

In the end, Ang Lee didn't teach him how to use Bluetooth connection, nor did he send him today's recording, so he used headphones to listen to the recording that Ang Lee sent him that day.

it's the same.

While listening, he thought about it. He didn't tell An Li just now because he was afraid that An Li would stay up late at night because there was a performance coming soon.

What he had in mind was that since the consciousness required by a piano ensemble is fundamentally different from that required by a string ensemble and cannot be effectively imitated, why can't string instruments be abandoned?

The piano also has the touch characteristics of a piano. If the characteristics of the piano itself can be reflected, it would be more in line with the theme of the summer camp.

Moreover, the unified tone that Ang Lee wanted, from another angle, wasn’t just a matter of touching the keys.After listening to the recording over and over again, Lao Wei really got some ideas. Maybe he actually had a way to make Li An realize his ideas.

It’s not his method, it’s the sounds of the children’s performances and Ang Lee’s teaching methods that provided him with an idea.

He planned to do some homework based on this idea, let the children try it tomorrow, and let Li An think about it again.
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When Li An returned home with a cigarette, Chen Xuan asked him where he got the cigarette.

"The old man forced it on me. He probably heard that I gave Lin Yan something and felt bad about it."

He changed his tone and said, "Have you packed everything?"

Chen Xuan: "It's all done. Are you tired?"

"Tell me," Li An is not tired at all. He just told Chen Xuan about the evening's events in the car, and after that, he felt completely relaxed.

Chen Xuan: "If you're not tired, come and play music with me. I guess you won't have time anymore."

Ang Lee: "Okay, how about we go directly to Yudong and play all five songs."

Chen Xuan: "Farewell, what time is it when I get back? Just go through Mozart with me, and I'll pick out the remaining pieces for you to play for me."

With that said, Chen Xuan pulled Li An towards the study, feeling quite guilty. Logically, he should take time to spend time with Chen Xuan these days.

The music festival had already started for five days, and the two of them had yet to listen to a serious one. Chen Xuan left early the day after tomorrow.

"Okay," Chen Xuan knew what Li An was thinking, "Let's go on a trip at the end of the month."

Li An: “Where do you want to go?”

Under normal circumstances, if your music teacher has a holiday, it will probably be the week from August 25th to September [-]nd every year except for the Chinese New Year.

Chen Xuan smiled: "I just said casually, I don't want to go anywhere, so hurry up and talk to me."

Teacher Xiaomi just wants to make money in the second half of the year.

At the end of the dialogue, the piano and flute sounded one after another.

At first glance, it sounds no worse than the music festival scene.

After finishing Mozart, Ang Lee asked Chen Xuan to wait.

He sent a message to Ji Yang: informing everyone to gather downstairs at Yudong tomorrow afternoon at 01:30 and take a rest in the morning.

Put down the phone, "What's the next song?"

Chen Xuan: "Mercadante."

Ang Lee pulled out Mercadante's sheet music from the music stand.

Time flies by.
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The feeling of sleeping until you wake up naturally is really not that satisfying. (×)

The next morning, at 59:1, one minute before the alarm clock went off, Li An opened his eyes.

The two simply had something to eat, and Chen Xuan set off for work. At eight o'clock, Li An gave Yang Hui and Wang Qichun online classes, and at ten o'clock, he also headed to Yudong Office Building.

Originally, he planned to continue rehearsing at 10:30 this morning, but after talking with Teacher Wei last night, he felt that there was no need to keep the children so tight.

So Ji Yang asked everyone to take a break in the morning.

As a result, according to the background display, the children were not idle in the morning.

From eleven to one o'clock, Ang Lee practiced the piano for two hours in the concert hall on the eighth floor.

He passed k.414 twice by counting the clock, and he spent the rest of the time playing scales and arpeggios.

When his hands got hot, he stopped to cool down.

He called it emotional accumulation. He was going to go on stage tomorrow night, and he didn't want to waste too much emotion off the stage before going on stage.

At a quarter past one, he went downstairs on time.

After waiting for less than 10 minutes, all the children arrived.

At the entrance of the convenience store, Li An gathered the children together and said, "Ji Yang, I will take Che Lin and Liu Fengrui with you in a while, and you will take Xiao Hu, Ma Ke and Xiao Bei. Let's each take a car."

Ji Yang: "Good teacher."

Then Li An looked around and said, "Do you know who I will take you to see later?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Master."

Ang Lee: "Are you the only one smart?"

After a pause, "Listen up, you guys. When you meet the master, be smarter, be sweeter, and say something nice to make your master happy. Do you understand?"

Children: "I understand."

Wang Xiaohu patted his chest: "Teacher, don't worry, leave this matter to me."

Li An: "Come on, you are the one who is most worried about me. Please stop talking for a while."

Wang Xiaohu curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "What happened to me again?"

The children laughed.

Ang Lee: "Speak less and listen more, okay?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Yeah, yeah, yeah."

Ang Lee: "Let's go."
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The two cars arrived at the south gate of Chengdu Conservatory of Music one after another. On the way, Li Anhao and Qin Yong confirmed the time.

Several children have been to the Red Mansion Concert Hall more than once. They did not need a teacher to guide them. They ran towards the steps of the concert hall excitedly as soon as they got off the car.

As a result, he was stopped by the security guard: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Li An hurriedly stepped forward to explain. When the security guard saw it was Li An, he immediately smiled and let him go.

Then the children didn't dare to make any mistakes and followed the teacher obediently.

Li An took the opportunity to say: "You continue like this when you go to Yanjing."

The people behind you looked at me, I looked at you, and stuck out your tongues.

A group of seven teachers and students arrived at the concert hall smoothly.

"It's so cool!"

The staff received the notice from Teacher Wei and turned on the air conditioner in advance.

Xiao Liu was the first to run onto the stage, sit down in front of the first piano and start playing.

"Dang, dang, dang," a set of syncopated rhythms jumped out from under Liu's fingers, followed by a very emotional melody.

It sounded pretty good, and Wang Xiaohu was attracted by Xiao Liu's skill.

The children all looked towards the stage.

But at this moment, Xiao Liu stopped.

"Why did you stop?" Wang Xiaohu asked.

Xiao Liu said calmly, "That's it."

Wang Xiaohu chuckled: "You must know this part."

Xiaobei asked Xiaoliu if this was a jazz song. Xiaoliu nodded: "Yeah, the God of Cars gave me the score."

Li An was surprised and puzzled. What surprised him was that this piece of music was not easy to find. What he was wondering about was that it was not available online.
"Liu Fengrui, is there no information online?"

Liu Fengrui cried: "Teacher, I don't know what this piece of music is called."

Li An looked at the car again: "Then where did you steal it for him?"

Car: "The background music of the video."

Li An was speechless. At least I, your teacher, am still alive. If you want to write music, why don't you contact me?

Impressed.

It was so pitiful that I had to pick up the score of the background music of the video.

"This song is called Autumn Leaves. A search for autumn leaves shows all the piano scores."

Ang Lee walked onto the stage and said, "And your rhythm at the beginning is wrong, Liu Fengrui, the emphasis is wrong."

Sitting in front of the piano, Li An raised his hands and dropped his fingers.

Two sets of short but lazy chords came out instantly from the soundboard.

"Wow~~"