Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 620 319. Journey Note [-]: “The Pulse of Music, Thousands of Miles of Mountains and Rivers”

For a moment, the entire No. [-] cubicle was quiet.

Wang Xiaohu suddenly felt his face burning, and Marco even covered his ears.

Xiaobei lowered his head, and Xiaoji didn't dare to move while holding the phone.

The car was nothing. He had seen people he hated more than the teacher's bargaining, such as nails, which the uncles and aunts at the vegetable market called a morning market nightmare.

Xu Li never expected that Li An would bargain like this.

In her eyes, Li An is not only a responsible and patient teacher, but also a pianist.

So subconsciously, she felt that as a pianist, Ang Lee would not lower his worth to care about the 58 yuan in front of his children.

But she was wrong.

Ang Lee would never spend an extra penny of this kind of money.

"It's 50 yuan for three packs, six packs, can I give you another pack?"

He has been on the train all year round, from the south to the north, and has never encountered any situation with the salesperson. This is a piece of cake. With so many children here, he doesn't believe that he can't sell today. The worst he can do is go around a few times before coming back. That’s it.

After the salesperson finished speaking, Ji Yang understood that the teacher was waiting for this.

Seeing this, Li An didn't want to waste any more time, "Forget it."

The salesperson didn't waste any time, picked up the things and turned around and left.

Xiao Ji: "?"

Ang Lee: "Class."

A good show seems to be over before it even begins.

The children recovered their thoughts and sat upright one by one. Xu Li put the cash in the pocket of her sweatpants, opened the book and continued reading.
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At the beginning of the second class, Li An asked the children to talk about the most important sentences they just found.

Wang Xiaohu volunteered to raise his hand first.

Li An gave an affirmative look and waved his hand, "Tell me about it."

Wang Xiaohu started singing directly and said after singing, "Teacher, these are the last three bars."

Ang Lee: "Reason."

Wang Xiaohu: “The last three bars bring the music to its final conclusion.”

Ang Lee: "The music must end with one sentence. The idea is very good. Let's applaud quietly."

Children: Wow——

"next."

Marco raised his hand.

Ang Lee: "Tell me."

Marco: "Teacher, the sentence I'm looking for is a bit special and I can't sing it."

Ang Lee: "Then describe."

Marco took out the ensemble score he had read that morning and made a circle with his finger.

Xiaobei couldn't help but ask: "Four bars of empty shooting?"

Marco: "Yes."

After a while, "Teacher, I think these four sections are the most important."

Ang Lee: "Reason."

Marco: "Teacher, you once said that rests can strengthen the connection between notes. Although there are four empty bars here, it seems very long, but when you put it in the entire ensemble, I think it connects not just simple notes, but It's other parts. If there are no these four bars, uh--how to say, it's just um."

Ang Lee added: "Without these four sections, it would be impossible to increase the tension between the front and back of the entire work."

Marco: "Yes, yes, that's what it means."

Ang Lee: "Although the angle is unique, it makes sense. Applause."

wow—

"next."

Car raises his hand.

Ang Lee: "Tell me."

The car started singing directly, with clear and slightly hoarse notes, high and low, which was very nice to listen to.

After singing the song, Xiaoche said: "Teacher, the sentence I found is the one that I think is the most beautiful in this piece of music."

Ang Lee: "Reason."

Xiaoche: "Because I like to play this sentence. Every time I play this piece of music, I am waiting for this sentence."

Ang Lee: "It's like all the phrases are building up and progressing around this phrase until it appears and you hear the music."

Car: "Yeah!"

The teacher's words broadened what she wanted to express.

Ang Lee: "Very good, maybe this sentence was the moment of inspiration for Chopin when he was writing. Applause."

wow——

"Xiao Bei." Li An looked at Xiao Bei with a smile.

Xiaobei: "Da-da-da-"

Xiaobei sang it three times in a row, the first one of each sentence being heavy and the last two soft.

After singing, Xiaobei said: "Teacher, I found that the most important sentence is the rhythm pattern of the left hand."

Ang Lee: "Reason."

Xiaobei: "Because Fantasy is in three beats, it feels like dancing when played, but without the rhythm of the left hand, this feeling cannot be reflected."

Ang Lee: "Using rhythm as the skeleton to establish the dynamics of the music. What Xiaobei has found is worth thinking about and applauding."

wow——

Xiaobei was a little embarrassed by the praise and gently squeezed Xiaoche's arm.

"Elder Sister."

Ji Yang: "Ahem, teacher, I won't sing anymore."

Li An: "Don't ask me."

Ji Yang looked at the children and saw them coming with eyes full, but she had no choice but to sing.

Rapper Xiao Ji makes a brilliant debut. Yue Guang San's quick motivation is to sing with his mouth. He really can't sing well without a certain amount of lip service.

Fortunately, our senior sister is quick to talk and has a flexible tongue.

Under the surprised eyes of the children, almost every note of the motive phrase was sung at original speed.

After singing, Xiao Ji took a deep breath and patted his chest, "That's it."

wow——

Li An took the opportunity and said, "You guys must think it's your senior sister who has a quick mouth, right?" The children nodded.

Ang Lee: "Let me tell you, when it comes to this kind of sentence, it's useless to speak quickly. This is the result of thoroughly understanding the score."

Xiaobei: "Wow."

Li An: "Can you ask your senior sister if she sings note by note when she sings?"

Ji Yang: "Haha, it's really not the case. Just look at a few key sounds."

Ang Lee: "Understood, memorize the score well. Although I don't let you rely on the muscle memory of your fingers, I never said I won't let you engrav the score in your mind."

"The clearer you memorize the score, the faster your reaction speed will be from brain to hand, and it will leave you more time to process the movements of your hands."

Li An also knew that this was not something that happened overnight, so he warned him when he got the chance.

Aren’t teachers just repeaters?

"Okay, let's listen to Senior Sister."

Ji Yang: "This sentence is the pulse of the third movement of Moonlight, because without it, there would be no subsequent developments and changes."

The senior sister can occasionally be a repeater.

"The teacher often mentioned a word when giving me lessons, which is called the pulse of music, which is the rhythm of music."

"The beating of the pulse is a symbol of our life, and the pulse in music controls the rhythm of the music."

“It guides the music forward and gives each note its own meaning.”

"So in the future, whether you practice piano or get a new piece of music, you can think about it and find the pulse of the music. Maybe it is not the most beautiful or the most complicated, but it may not be the most beautiful or the most complex. It’s just a group of eighth notes, but its existence makes the music full of more meaning.”

Wow——

After listening to Ji Yang's words, Xu Li couldn't help but close the book and think about it. If music is compared to life, then her musical pulse should only revolve around her son, and the kitchen should be completely decorated like a cake room.

The days without working went so long that she almost forgot about her major.

Maybe she can wait until Wang Xiaohu enters junior high school and try again to get involved in a job. Working from home is enough, and it doesn't have to be too complicated.

The thought flashed through her mind, and Xu Li continued to flip through the book in her hand, an advanced Western pastry textbook, a new book she had just bought.

After the small applause fell, Li An looked at Xiao Ji with relief and thought that he was getting better and better.

For the next four to 10 minutes, Ang Lee once again analyzed Vivaldi's ensemble works based on the perspectives raised by each child.

Even he felt his hands itching when analysis came to him.

Marco said: "It would be great if there was a piano on the train."

Wang Xiaohu joked: "Don't you want to be an inventor in the future? I suggest you invent a train with a piano. I will ride it every day."

Marco: "If you say so, I will invent this piano train!"

The two little girls were laughed at by the two little boys.

"Wow, look." Senior sister Ji Yang suddenly pointed out the window, and the children looked out together. Outside the window, there were green mountains and rivers, and smoke curled up from several houses.

The children couldn't help but want to look at the window, but with the lessons learned from the first lesson, no one dared to move.

Just then, "get out of class is over."

Li An looked at his watch. This was the end of class for this morning.

The children cheered when they heard this, and Li An hurriedly said: "Pay attention to the volume."

The children immediately picked up the call and walked to the window one by one in an orderly manner. Xu Li put away her books and gave way to the window table.

"Wow."

"so beautiful."

"Marco, do you think anyone really lives there?"

"There should be."

"Is it possible that there are gods living here?"

"It's hard to say." As he spoke, Marco took out a handful of beef cubes from his pocket and distributed them to everyone one by one.

"Wait for me," Xiaobei brought the spicy fries.

Wang Xiaohu took out a Nestlé wafer.

The cart took out strawberry jelly.

Ji Yang took out all the imported snacks for the children, and the window table was immediately piled up.

"It's lunch soon," Xu Lizheng said, and Li An waved his hand, "Let them eat, there is nothing to eat in the dining car."

The children turned their heads and laughed, then turned back to look out the window, as if they were afraid of missing something again.

Probably because of the "serious" moment in the morning, the children cherish this moment of rest.

They laugh happily, watch happily, and eat even more happily.

At this time, Li An's cell phone rang, and it was Wu Fusheng calling.

Li An went to the connection to take a call, and when he came back, he listened to the children arguing about where the next stop was.

He walked behind the children and said, "Stop arguing, the next stop is Zhuge Liang's hometown."

"Teacher, where is Zhuge Liang's hometown?" Xiaobei asked.

Wang Xiaohu suddenly thought: "In the spring."

Marco burst into laughter.

Ji Yang had a black question mark on his face.

Li An conveniently grabbed a handful from the potato chip box in the car and fed it to his mouth, "Aren't you happy?"

Children: "Happy."

After a while, Xiaoche asked: "Teacher, is it difficult to compose music?"

When it comes to the afternoon composition class, the children are a little confused.

Ang Lee: "Then let's assign another small task. If you think the scenery outside the window is beautiful, then we will use scenery as the theme, and everyone will think of a small melody in their hearts."

Children: "Huh?"

Marco: "Teacher, I haven't learned anything."

Li An laughed: "dol, re, mi, fa, just these four sounds, it can also be a small melody, look at that."

The children were lost in thought as the train roared through a mountain.

　I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

　　These two-day monthly pass is the happiest gift I received during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year!

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