Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 788 47. Xiaomi breaks the situation with the narcissistic duo!

Hypothesis: If during this exhibition week, the school leaders saw an eighty-point wind band performance.

Chen Xuan paused, "Even if we produce a stage work with an eighty-five point score for the New Year's performance, only we know that these five points are far more difficult than the previous eighty-five points combined."

Ang Lee: "That's right."

Chen Xuan: "The school leaders can't hear it. They just feel that it didn't meet their expectations."

Ang Lee: “Because this expectation was given by us.”

"So I say this time," Chen Xuan said, moving the fruit knife in her hand again, "it's enough if we show a little sincerity."

“The orchestra’s stage presence takes many forms, but it is ultimately a collective project.”

"Who stipulates that body percussion cannot be used as a stage performance in the form of an orchestra? What is so unreasonable about it?"

"Just because we are an orchestral club, we don't play instruments?"

"narrow."

"I once experienced a symphony performance with pure vocal percussion in the university orchestra. The effect was very shocking and the audience responded enthusiastically."

"The difference between us and Liu Daguang is that we are truly professional."

"So I don't think there is anything to please here at all. Even if there is, only you and me know about it."

"With you in charge and the abilities of our teachers in each department, from soundtrack selection to rhythm arrangement, there is no problem in arranging a body percussion collective program in twenty days. It is also better than Liu Daguang's June 1st performance this year." Take it to a new level.”

Ang Lee: "Yes."

Chen Xuan: "When there is movement, who will say that they don't understand?"

Ang Lee smiled: "A fairy tale."

Chen Xuan: "That's not true. We have content. At that time, the presentation itself will not be important. What is important is that our children and teachers have grown up through this presentation."

Ang Lee: “The teachers assigned the parts in advance through activities. The students effectively trained the cooperation between the parts and the rhythm training through this activity. It seems that they are preparing for the show, but in fact everything is preparing for the performance at the end of the year. prepare for."

Chen Xuan stuffed the peeled apple directly into Li An's mouth, "Is it sweet?"

"Sweet." Li An held the apple and bit into it, "It has to be Teacher Xiaomi."

Chen Xuan: "Isn't it all taught by you?"

Li An: "No, I really didn't think about it."

Chen Xuan walked up behind Li An with a smile, pinched Li An's shoulders, and said for a moment: "Relax, we have captured the scholar, this is a fact."

Li An nodded and sighed: "Yeah."

Chen Xuan: "Is there anything else?"

Ang Lee: "Nothing's wrong. Have you finished writing your email?"

Chen Xuan: "Well, can you watch some TV?"

Ang Lee: "Let's go."

Two people and one cat sat on the sofa watching the TV that had not been turned on for a long time.

Eighty thousand takes it seriously.
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Yudong New Capital.

Xiaoche returned home and had a meal with her family. Even though she had only been away from home for a few days, it seemed like a lot of things had happened to her.

Listen to Dad, listen to Aunt Sang, listen to Nail, she hugs Zhizhi and talks herself.

Seeing that it was almost half past ten, Ding Ding told her to go to bed early and left first.

She put Zhizhi down and went to the bathroom to take a shower. She came out and said good night to Aunt Sang's father and returned to her cabin.

Then climbed into the familiar little bed.

After checking the alarm clock and getting ready to go to bed, suddenly a WeChat message popped up at the top of the phone screen.

She sat up excitedly, only to find that it wasn't from Xiaobei.

Hey.

Wang Xiaohu: Thank you to the music class representative for your kindness!

What's the point of thanking me? Xiaoche quickly edited, 'No thanks, please be careful in the future. The teacher said that the surface of the piano keys will also corrode and oxidize, so you need to protect them. '

Clicking send, she lay down again and turned sideways. It was uncomfortable to hold the phone sideways, so she changed to a lying position.

Wang Xiaohu: Definitely! You didn't sleep?

Xiaoche: Who is texting you back when you are asleep? You went home again today
Wang Xiaohu: Yeah, normally I go home on Wednesday and Friday. I have to come back and have dinner with my mom.

Xiaoche didn’t quite understand this sentence: Aunt Xu cooked a lot of dishes today, and they were all delicious.

Wang Xiaohu: Hahaha, how much do you eat?

Xiaoche: That’s a lot. You’re already full. Aren’t you still going to sleep?
Wang Xiaohu: I’m ready to go to bed. The teacher hasn’t gone to bed yet, right?
Xiaoche: Probably, I don’t know, I also went home at night
Wang Xiaohu: What’s going on? Why did the teacher let you go home?

Xiaoche: It’s not that the teacher asked me to leave, it’s that I want to go home for a few days.
Wang Xiaohu: Why? Is there anything going on at home?
Xiaoche: It’s okay. I want to go home.

Wang Xiaohu: Then you have to drive a sports car again these days. It’s so convenient to be at the teacher’s house! !
Xiaoche: Teacher Chen will leave in a week.

Wang Xiaohu: Oh, oh, oh, don’t disturb the world of Teacher and Teacher Chen!
Idiot, the car let out a cute sigh silently.

The main reason why she decided to go home today was as Wang Xiaohu said. On the other hand, she also missed home, wanted to scratch her father's and Aunt Sang's nails, and her little bed.

But she felt there was no need to say this: Well, I’m going to bed, I have to go to school tomorrow, bye

Wang Xiaohu: Good night, good night
Car: Good night
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five minutes later.

Wang Xiaohu finally reluctantly closed the chat dialog box with Che Lin.

Originally, he wanted to talk to Che Lin about the exhibition week and discuss it with her.

Although he only spoke a few words to Che Lin, he felt that even the tomorrow that had not yet come was so bright.

call--

He decided to go and apologize to Qiao Zhizhi tomorrow.

It has nothing to do with the beautiful tomorrow, and it has nothing to do with what Qiao Zhizhi said to him in the end. In any case, he should not have said such words to Qiao Zhizhi in the end.

That's not what boys should say to girls.

Putting down the tablet, Wang Xiaohu put down his phone and closed his eyes.

Showcase week, what are we going to show?

Obviously, with the current level of the orchestra, it is difficult to produce high-quality programs. Wang Xiaohu knows this well.

What other easy and quick multi-person group stage performances are there?

Suddenly, several scenes from the summer camp quietly emerged in his mind.

"I'm such a genius!"

In the dark bedroom, the middle school boy suddenly sat up from the bed, and the ideas that kept pouring out of his mind were surging like a flood.

Just then there was a voice outside the door, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Go to sleep, good night, Mom, I'm not playing with my phone!"

Xu Li turned to look at the mobile phone on the coffee table and shook her head speechlessly.

Didn't you throw your phone on the coffee table before going to bed?
Xu Li no longer worried about her son playing with his mobile phone, because it was already a thing of the past.

Wang Xiaohu, who used to be addicted to his mobile phone all day long, now prefers singing music and playing the piano in his free time at home.

So what happened to my son today? He was so confused.

Early the next morning, the sky was dim outside the window. Xu Li had breakfast with her son and prepared to sleep for a while.

"Mom, please send me to school today."

"You didn't want me to send you off?" "Well, today is a special situation."

What special situation? Anyway, on the way to Shuren, Xu Li didn't understand what her son said. There was a physical education class this morning and she had to protect her legs.

Do you think your mother is as easy to fool as you?
The mother and son chatted incessantly. When passing by Shipo, Wang Xiaohu looked out the window.
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After seeing off her son Xu Li, she felt no longer sleepy and went directly to Tianhu Avenue.

I checked around the second floor and sent a message to Li An when I got home.

When Ang Lee received this message, he had just sat in front of the piano and was thinking about music selection.

After reading Xu Li’s message, Li An replied: Thank you for your hard work this early in the morning.

The advertising agency has cleared everything and is waiting to meet with the designer tomorrow.

Then Xu Li sent him another message saying: It's okay. I happened to take him to school on the way. I saw something wasn't right when he came back yesterday. His mood was up and down. I asked him and he didn't say anything. I won't go to piano class in the afternoon. , please help me pay attention.

Replying with an OK expression, Li An put down his phone and continued thinking.

For a good body percussion piece, song selection is the key.

There are so many tracks to choose from, but the problem is that if they play the recording, it feels off.

After all, it is an orchestral club. Even if they don't all play instruments, they still have to get a few children to play and play. The display is suitable for the occasion.

Otherwise, if people see it, you have such a big music club and you don’t even play a single instrument and you still use recording. You might as well just set up a Pashou club.

Right, it makes sense.

But who should be admitted? Several children from literacy classes were searched, and Li An had to face the fact that the first candidate in his mind was Wang Xiaohu.

In terms of his overall musical quality, Wang Xiaohu is definitely considered outstanding among his peers.

It’s not that he guides and educates well. The key is that the children are willing to dig in. Seriousness is a terrible word.

But Wang Xiaohu's skills are too poor. If he were replaced by a small car, he wouldn't have to worry about anything. He would leave the piano accompaniment to the small car and let other teachers select some children to provide guidance. Finally, a small scaled-down band came out and he Just be responsible for arranging it.

Because there is a small car as a base, the lower limit of the band's effect is guaranteed to the greatest extent.

But this is not without a car. If he wants to play the piano, he has no one to use except Wang Xiaohu.

Then you have to choose a simple song, otherwise Wang Xiaohu will become the lower limit among the lower limits.

Li An made a list.

1. The music should be simple.

The difficulty should be within the range that Wang Xiaohu can control
2. Ensure a certain length.

It must be at least four minutes. If you don't allow a group of people to come on and off the stage, it will take one minute and the performance will take two minutes. Thinking about that scene makes him embarrassed.

3. It must have a classical feel and be familiar to everyone.

Classical music is the background of orchestral music, and it is also their unique characteristics and advantages. However, given the popularity of classical music, choosing a piece that everyone is familiar with can be regarded as a way to maximize strengths and avoid weaknesses.

4. The work should be romantic.

The scholar's concert hall is very beautiful, big enough for a two-wind band to perform in it. The stage built after a European theater has strong architectural aesthetics, coupled with a romantic classical melody, it is enough for the audience to experience the music. Be there and enter the mysterious ocean of classical music with their program.

"It's so strong."

Li An murmured to himself, feeling a little excited about the list in front of him.

However, to meet these four requirements at the same time, the range of optional tracks is really not large, but who is he?

Teacher Li.

After clarifying his thoughts, a familiar piece of music immediately popped into Ang Lee's mind.

@Everyone in the group, Li An told everyone his thoughts and ideas. After discussion, everyone agreed that this song was the most suitable for their current situation.

Then Li An assigned course work for the afternoon.

Finally, I sent a message to Zhang Miao alone.

81,000: How long does rhythm arrangement take?

Zhang Miao: Are there any difficulty requirements?

Eighty-one: Simplify as much as possible

Zhang Miao: I understand. Let me write a paragraph and you can see if it’s okay.

Bawanyi: You are a professional in this area, and I have to listen to you. Just do it according to your own wishes. I have only one request. Assuming that we only have four rehearsals, 60% of the children can master it.

Zhang Miao: OK
81,000: When will it be finished?
Zhang Miao: The fastest is tomorrow afternoon. If you have to rush, you can also do it early tomorrow morning.

81,000: There’s no need to rush, I just need to get it done before the 13th. Thank you for your hard work.

Zhang Miao sent a rude piggy expression.

Li An thought for a moment: Don't worry about the following part. If there is nothing urgent in the morning, take some time to compile the first eight sections of the theme. We may need it in the afternoon.
Zhang Miao: I have already started writing.

Eighty-One Thing: Chicken drumsticks are a must for dinner!

Zhang Miao: Hahaha, Brother An, you are busy, see you in the afternoon.

Li Anyou then replied to several teachers' private messages, put down his phone and started practicing.

Having said that, it feels really good to not have to do it yourself.

The key is that these juniors and juniors are really capable. After a month of observation in September, he has come to understand more clearly that if the tuition fee is enough, everyone can unleash their potential.

At the same time, he also freed up a lot of energy and time.
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Blue Sky Art Examination Department.

Chen Xuan came early in the morning and listened to Yu Xiaolu and others.

She just came out of the 802 piano room, took out her mobile phone and found that the messages in the club group were exploding.

I clicked on it and browsed it from the beginning, and sent a message to Ang Lee: Full marks for the song selection.
About half an hour later, she received a reply from Li An: That's necessary. Are you done? What do you want to eat for lunch?
Ye Zi: I’m done. I’m chatting with Panpan. We’ll make rice noodles at noon. You don’t need to worry about me. Let’s practice the piano quickly.
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Book person.

The running exercise is over and the big class begins.

Wang Xiaohu announced that he was disbanded and went to the teaching building. Gao Weijie and others came over and asked him what he was doing.

The next class is physical education, and they usually go directly to the gym.

"You go first, I'll go back and use the toilet."

After sending the people away from the dormitory, Wang Xiaohu was thinking about how to call Qiao Zhizhi out.

Qiao Zhizhi must be angry with him. If he calls directly, the other party may not come out, and the situation will be very embarrassing.

Hey, let's be embarrassed. It's not like he hasn't embarrassed Qiao Zhizhi before.

While looking at the Class 5 students returning to the teaching building, he could not find Qiao Zhizhi. When he came to the door of Class 5, most of the people in the Class 5 classroom had already returned.

He casually stopped a girl. Regardless of her surprise, he coughed and asked directly: "Can you call Qiao Zhizhi for me? Thank you."

The girl chuckled: "I'm from Class 6."

"Uh, I'm sorry." Wang Xiaohu was embarrassed before he saw Qiao Zhizhi.

"The squad leader has gone to the dance room." At this time, a voice came from behind. Wang Xiaohu turned around. He knew the speaker. Yan Junze from Class 5 was in the trumpet club and had played football with him several times.

"Thank you." After saying this, Wang Xiaohu ran away.

The girls in Class 6 and Yan Junze were a little surprised by Wang Xiaohu's hurried back. Is this the domineering spirit that led Class 4 to win the four-by-one relay at the sports meeting?
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On the third floor of the complex building, there is a hip-hop club classroom.

Dynamic music was playing inside the door, and several tall girls were sitting around in front of the mirror to discuss song selection.

Not far outside the door, Wang Xiaohu could only hear the music inside, and he thought to himself that this piece was also very good.

He had been listening here for five minutes.

At this moment, several girls were discussing, and a girl with short hair suddenly stood up and said, "Be right back."

He yelled and ran out the door.

(End of this chapter)