Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 796 55. Liberate all mankind? God's will!

Piano literacy class A.

Ang Lee led the children to start from the first section of the parting part, using two measures as one section, and then dismantled the four sentences for practice. Finally, when they were put together completely, a miniature piano ensemble was completed.

After sending the complete ensemble to Pao Mei, Ang Lee's side task of today's literacy class was completed.

In fact, it is a simple little piece that even the second-grade children in the class can practice it several times.

The difficulty lies in the final arrangement. If you can put it together and the four parts are responsible for playing their own rhythm, the image of the jumping kitten will appear in the music.

So he initially spent a lot of time letting the children understand the meaning of the voice.

Fortunately, the children are very helpful and now the happy big cat has appeared.

With this first success, Ang Lee became more confident in creating the Shuren Piano Ensemble.

"Okay kids, let's not play anymore."

The children played the last time and Ang Lee called a stop.

The children who were stopped obviously didn't have enough fun, and they all expressed excitement that they wanted to play it twice more.

Who doesn’t like to play something so fun again and again?

"Okay, we have a better ensemble waiting for you in the future. get out of class ends in ten minutes. Our last item today is a game."

The children were immediately attracted to the game son.

Ang Lee smiled mysteriously: "Do you know that our human body is actually also a musical instrument?"

Children: "Huh?"

"Our body can be used as a percussion instrument."

As soon as Ang Lee finished speaking, Wang Xiaohu and Qiao Zhizhi in the audience looked at each other with great understanding, and then smiled at each other.

Qiao Zhizhi's eyes seemed to say: You are awesome!

Wang Xiaohu's eyes seemed to say: I am awesome!
That's right, Wang Xiaohu was right, or he just guessed that the teacher would definitely come up with this trick.

He understands teachers!

With Wang Xiaohu and Qiao Zhizhi taking the lead, the enjoyable rhythm percussion training seemed to become extremely easy for every child.

Can't it be easy? What they played is what they just played.

Ten minutes flew by.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Wang Xiaohu was the first to pack up the piano and come to Li An.

"Teacher, are we going to have a body percussion show?"

Li An nodded: "Yes."

Wang Xiaohu bared his teeth: "I knew it."

Li An put down what he was holding: "You have nothing to do these two days, right?"

Wang Xiaohu spread his hands: "No."

Li An looked like nothing was wrong. He looked in the direction of Qiao Zhizhi and whispered: "Have you made it clear to your classmates?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Well, teacher, we are good friends now!"

Ang Lee: This?

Upon seeing this, Wang Xiaohu immediately stood up on tiptoes and leaned towards Li An and whispered a few words.

To be honest, Li An wanted to continue listening after listening, but time did not allow it today.

"Okay, you can tell me more about it during the weekend and we can retreat as a team."

Wang Xiaohu: "No, teacher, I still want to talk to you about the exhibition week."

Li An: "Let's go on the weekend. I'll have something to do later."

Wang Xiaohu: "Okay, teacher, aren't you going to eat in the school cafeteria today?"

Li An: "Not necessarily, you don't have to worry about me."

After a while, he said, "Xiaohu, I support you senior classmates in discussing the program. Don't affect your studies. I can guess what you are thinking. If you are like this, I will share our summer camp experience with you when you have time." , we are definitely going to do this for this show, but the specific arrangement is still to be determined, understand?”

Wang Xiaohu was happy: "I understand!"
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On the way back to class, Wang Xiaohu and Qiao Zhizhi discussed together.

At the end of the conversation, Qiao Zhizhi had a preliminary idea in her mind, "Mr. Li hasn't decided on the music yet, right?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Well, it seems that what I told you at noon may not be realized now. Wait, I will go to the teacher to take classes on the weekend and see what the teacher says."

Qiao Zhizhi nodded, "Where is Teacher Li's piano class?"

Wang Xiaohu: "I am taking lessons at the teacher's house, and the teacher's piano school has not been renovated yet."

Qiao Zhizhi: "Well, let me know in advance if you have any news over the weekend."

Wang Xiaohu: "Um, do you usually use QQ or WeChat more?"

Qiao Zhizhi took out the pen from her pencil case and wrote down her QQ number on her staff book, and then tore it off: "No, this is the number on WeChat and QQ. Remember to add me."

Wang Xiaohu took it and put it away: "I will definitely do it this time!"

After passing the class door, the two waved and went back to class.

It's time for the scholar's children to cook.
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After some discussion, the teachers of the orchestra club all expressed that they were not hungry, so everyone decided to leave directly.

Everyone boarded the school bus, sharing this afternoon's lessons all the way, and returned to the pick-up location, the back door of the Chengdu Conservatory of Music.

Xu Hongxin stopped right behind the school bus, got out of the car and walked into the back door of Rongyuan with everyone.

On the way, Li An contacted Teacher Wei in advance and "applied" for the right to use the studio on the first floor tonight.

Regarding the fact that the inspection team did not only enter Li An's classroom, Li An could not give a reasonable explanation. It was probably because their club was too large and the inspection team only chose him to listen.

This is not the point. The point is the feedback from several teachers on the way.

Some children react slowly and cannot play even simple rhythms correctly. After the preliminary body percussion teaching this afternoon, a few "slow children" were discovered in each class.

Everyone came to the dark studio. Wang Wenyang found the switch and pushed it up, "Yudan turns on the lights!"

Then the empty hall clicked, and the lights on the stage came on.

Li An summoned everyone to sit on stage and sit in a circle, "Are you really not hungry? There won't be any hot food in the school cafeteria later."

Xu Hongxin: "Look at you, I'm not hungry."

Zheng Haitao: "Let's get down to business first, brother, we'll just have takeout later."

Everyone agreed.

Li An: "Okay, let's talk about the problem of slow children first."

"There is only so much time, and we want every child to show their face, so we cannot guarantee that every child will complete the rhythm according to the score."

"I have been taking care of them for more than a month, and you know your own students well. You can simplify the classification."

"Level three."

"At the first level, as long as children are able to hit all the rhythms correctly, they must be able to hit the rhythm of the music chart completely correctly."

"Level 2: Children who have certain rhythmic ability, but for children whose mastery of complex rhythms is unstable, we simplify the complex rhythm parts and turn them into unit beats."

"At the third level, the remaining children are selected and they only have to be shot by the unit."

"That's pretty straightforward, right?"

Everyone nodded, Zheng Haitao said: "This way we will feel relaxed."

Liang Yudan: "The key is to improve efficiency." Wang Wenyang: "Brother, should we unify the simplification of complex rhythms?"

Ang Lee: "We have to wait for Zhang Miao to figure out the rhythm first."

Everyone looked at Zhang Miao, who pushed up his glasses and said, "Actually, I can write the rhythm of three parts. Wouldn't that make it easier?"

Li An slapped his forehead, he was so busy today, this is not going to happen once and for all: "Professional!"

Before everyone could be happy, Xu Hongxin said: "Wait a minute, don't we have to change the track? Do we have to re-determine the track before Zhang can write it?"

Zhang Miao: "Brother An, I also want to ask this question."

Only then did everyone remember what Li An said before class. The school had put forward new requirements and they might have to change the repertoire.

Everyone's eyes returned to Li An.

Li An: "That's right. The school's requirements are actually nothing more than two things. First, it must be positive, consistent with the campus atmosphere, and able to show the students' style. Second, the program must be novel and have a clear purpose. The purpose is nothing more than to Be consistent with positive energy and reflect correct values.”

Xu Hongxin: "Is Principal Liu not satisfied with our idea?"

Ang Lee: "I talked to him in detail. After he listened, he didn't say he was satisfied or dissatisfied. He only told me these two points. The only place where we reached consensus was on the body percussion stage. The formal subject is fine.”

Wang Wenyang: "Oh no, this is not a fool's errand. It is originally a stage performance for a group of children. So many restrictions must be added. Besides, what else can lead to bad value guidance in this plan?"

"According to his request, what kind of music should we choose? The red song is over."

Liu Zhaocheng frowned: "Listen to Senior Brother."

Wang Wenyang looked at Li An: "Brother, I don't have any other intentions. I just think there is no problem with this plan, and the song you chose is really, absolutely perfect. It is very suitable for this kind of performance and the children's personalities."

Liang Yudan seemed to get something: "Brother, is it because of the music?"

Li An smiled: "Just say whatever you want."

Liang Yudan: "The cancan dance piece is selected from Ofina in Hell. This story cannot be said to have bad value guidance, it is just a cultural symbol, but its meaning is indeed too adult. If you look deeper, it is indeed not suitable for primary and secondary schools. Campus spirit.”

Zheng Haitao: "What is this story about?"

Liang Yudan: "There are cheating, cheating, and a group of heavy gods who use all kinds of entertainment in the world to set all kinds of bloody traps for the male and female protagonists."

Zheng Haitao: "So arrogant?"

Ang Lee: "From my point of view, for a program like ours, the purpose can only be found from the music itself, and then secondary creation through arrangement, and finally sublimation."

"I have always respected music and its story text, so when Principal Liu mentioned mental issues to me, my first thought was to change the song."

"But later I thought, am I being too dogmatic? Can't we really just use this music?"

"If we add stage text suitable for children on the basis of this music, just like cancan music often appears in many film and television works or animation works for all ages, no one will say there is a problem."

"Isn't that a way to make the story text yourself and then create it?"

Zheng Haitao: "Yes, I think it's fine. It's just a piece of music. We can just make up a story for him."

Ang Lee: "The question is, in addition to music and clapping, how can we embody the text of our story on our stage and then sublimate it? Finally, let all the audience feel it."

Zheng Haitao: "Brother, it's just a campus display program, isn't it a little bit?"

Li An: "Haitao, I can't say that you think so, but in my eyes, he is a different challenge to me than before."

"I don't care what you think of our team. Let me make it clear first that each of you is my closest comrade-in-arms. For no other reason than that, you are willing to come to my side when I need my hands the most."

Xu Hongxin and Haitao didn't need to say much. Even if Li An didn't say anything, they would understand.

Because the Lantian Art Examination Department needed manpower, Liu Zhaocheng had contact with Li An earlier than Liang Yudan and others. Among other things, Li An applied to the Art Examination Department for him as a student and applied for an increase in class fees. Let him follow Li Angan wholeheartedly.

Liang Yudan, Wang Wenyang, and Zhang Miao all had some unspeakable feelings in their hearts when they heard this, but unanimously, they could feel the sincerity in Li An's words, just like how they had been getting along with Li An for the past month. Feel.

Among them, Zhang Miao heard many stories about Li An from her senior sister Qi Guojuan, so she was not polite and called Li An brother, which was her sincere admiration.

Zheng Haitao: "Brother, it's okay if I'm wrong. Why are you talking about this? Let's be right. The tuition fee you give is high. The main reason is that I am attracted by your personality charm and follow you."

Everyone laughed and echoed, and the atmosphere on the stage suddenly became lively.

Li An laughed and sighed, "So, if you follow me, I have to think more about you."

The stage fell silent again.

"If I'm just one person, I can just find a piece of music, a simple arrangement, go on stage and perform it casually, and then I'm done. What can the school say, as long as I can come up with something they haven't seen before, they can't It’s hard to say.”

"But I won't get anything because I know it's not a good show."

"I can muddle through alone, no problem, but I am not alone now, I have you, we are a team."

“So I took this little campus event as a challenge, and what’s behind the challenge.”

"It's an opportunity."

"Even if I find a challenge for myself, there are opportunities behind it, opportunities that belong to our team."

"Taking it to the big picture, as long as we do well, the book masters will definitely promote us. Everyone has seen the news in the group. If the school just paints a pie, it doesn't matter. I will find a way to put this program on A bigger stage, and then each of our names will appear on the honor list."

"Talk about it in elementary school, let's talk about the students in the elementary class who are most concerned with the vital interests of each of us. It has been more than a month since the class started. Who dug out a student?"

Speaking of this problem, except for Xu Hongxin, the remaining people have worked hard, but so far there has been no result.

"Why do parents entrust their students to us? Shuren's orchestra club is already notorious among Shuren parent groups. I think you have already experienced this during the enrollment stage."

"But what does this have to do with us? We didn't cause this. It was like this when we came here."

"There is no way, brothers, when we come here, we must first carry this pot."

"I told you this on the first day."

"I thought our turnaround would have to wait until the end of this semester, but he came early."

"When it comes, we have to catch it in advance."

"How to seize it? We are going to put on a stage that will shock the whole industry."

"We want to shock everyone that classical music culture can be promoted on campus in this way."

Even Xu Hongxin got goosebumps when he heard it!
Li An stood up and said, "Having said this, are we still planning a show?"

"Small."

"Hegel said that music is the art of manipulating emotions."

"Nietzsche said that without music, life is a mistake."

"Beethoven said that whoever can understand the meaning of my music can transcend the insurmountable suffering of ordinary people!"

"So aren't we making a show? No, we are taking the first step towards liberating all mankind!"

The deafening echo lingered in everyone's heart and ears, as if the stage at this moment had become the top of Olympus.

Wang Wenyang clapped his hands together excitedly: "Brother An, just tell me. Whatever you need us to do, we will do it as you say!"

Everyone agreed!

At this moment, Li An's phone vibrated continuously.

He took out his mobile phone and asked Liu Zhen to send him some voice message at this time.

"Principal Liu came to see me to hear if he has any new needs."

The stage fell silent again.

Li An simply clicked "Open", and then Liu Zhen's smile came over the phone.

"What did you talk about in class this afternoon? When we had dinner just now, Director Feng praised you very much in front of everyone at the table. Now the school's senior officials have listed your club's program as the key focus of this exhibition week. ”

When the voice playback ended, the scene fell into dead silence.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Zhang Miao raised his finger and pointed at the sky above the stage:
“Maybe this is God’s will?”