Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 797 56. Aria of the River Plate
Li An really didn't know if it was God's will, but this at least gave him a signal.

School leaders are already looking at the orchestra in a new light.

If he gets to the bottom of it, he might have to thank the parent who complained about the school during National Day.

Without this parent's report, there would naturally be no surprise inspection today, there would probably be no class inspection today, and there would be no Liu Zhenyin's statement.

Seeing is believing, he can only say that Director Feng has a vision.

"Okay everyone, let's not worry about anything else. I didn't say anything, I just wanted to say my gratitude for the voice."

Li An picked up the phone and sat down again.

"The biggest problem we face now is to choose music and combine it with our stage format to create something fresh and creative. Cancan music does have its limitations."

Zhang Miao: "Indeed, its musical form is too thin and it is difficult to incorporate too many rhythm changes."

Li An nodded. In fact, Liang Yudan didn't hit the point just now, and his subsequent explanation also omitted the key point he wanted to express.

To put it simply, it wasn’t that the cancan music wasn’t suitable enough, and that the other songs were a bit empty, he just wanted to find a better and more suitable song.

If you want to make a high-quality TV series, you must first have a good script, and the prerequisite for a good script is to have a touching story background.

For one reason, if they want to make this stage the best, they must first determine the stage performance form, and based on the stage performance form they finalized, music will naturally become the background of this stage.

"If you think about it carefully, there will definitely be more suitable music."

The tone has already started at the end, and the next step is to do the facts.

Working together, Ang Lee hopes someone will suddenly burst out with an amazing inspiration.

Only an hour and a half passed quickly, and everyone, including himself, took out instruments to help the brain stimulate inspiration. Unfortunately, in the end, no piece was selected that could compete with the cancan.

"Let's get here today. There's still time. Take your time. If you have any ideas when you get back, just post them in the group and we'll discuss them later."

It was getting late, and Li An couldn't take up too much of everyone's time. He couldn't afford overtime, so he had no problem treating everyone to a meal.

"Come on, I'm treating you. Let's have something to eat."

After the meal, everyone said goodbye at the back door. Xu Hongxin drove Li An away and passed by Wanda to pick up Chen Xuan.

The three of them talked about this all the way, and Chen Xuan felt a little troubled after hearing it.

If you want to solve this problem, you must first solve Ang Lee's mentality problem.
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When Chen Xuan got home, she asked Li An what he was thinking.

How could Ang Lee think, "Make this show a good one."

"Is there something wrong with the cancan dance?" Chen Xuan asked again.

Ang Lee: "There must be something better."

Chen Xuan: "Didn't we say to relax yesterday?"

Ang Lee: "I am very relaxed, and at the same time I am also very clear that there must be a better choice, believe me."

"Okay," Chen Xuan understood. It basically had nothing to do with the school. This was once again a fight with herself. "Is it still working time now?"

Li An: "Take a shower, I'm exhausted today."

After the two took a shower and went to bed, Chen Xuan took out her mobile phone and shared with Li An her and Wang Panpan's "harvest" today.

"Huh, what angle were these taken from?" Li An asked curiously as he passed through the store decoration pictures.

Chen Xuan: "They were all taken secretly by Panpan. How about this decoration style? I think it's very good."

It turned out that the theme of the two's shopping today was to explore stores. They went specifically to find a prestigious training school. After shopping around for a few times, Wang Panpan "secretly took" more than fifty photos.

From the scenery at the front desk to the decoration at the door of the bathroom, it can be said that it has everything you need.

"This style is also good. The whole space looks very artistic. This one is also good, soft."

Looking at the photos, Li An was also thinking about what their school would look like in the end.

"Let's have a good communication with the designer tomorrow and listen to the designer's ideas."

The next morning, Li An finished his morning exercise and left home with Chen Xuan. They got in Xu Li's car at the gate of the community, and the three of them went to the store together.

The time agreed with the designer was 10:30, and the three of them arrived at 10:00. Then the designer also arrived with the measuring workers.

"Long time no see, Boss Xu."

The designer's surname is Huang Guohua. He is wearing a set of light-colored large-size autumn clothes. His tone is soft and soft, which is in sharp contrast to his huge body. He participated in the design and decoration of the house that Xu Li currently lives in.

Xu Li stepped forward to shake hands with Huang Guohua, and then introduced Li An to him.

"This is Li An, the principal of our piano classroom No. 4, and this is his lover, Teacher Chen Xuanchen."

Huang Guohua greeted the two cordially, and then the four of them got to the main topic of the day.

Going around the first and second floors, Ang Lee and Huang Guohua also established a better understanding in the process.

Li An is a young and promising pianist, and Huang Guohua is also a talented designer in the industry. The two had some information about each other through Xu Li before they met.

The renovation of piano classroom No. 4 was a big deal for Ang Lee, and it was also a big deal for Huang Guohua.

Ang Lee hopes to create a learning garden with a rich artistic atmosphere, and he needs a designer with vision and ideas.

Huang Guohua has been looking forward to collaborating with a real artist for the past two years, doing a project that is different from the assembly line, and creating a work of art.

After chatting for a few words, he returned to the first floor. Huang Guohua took out his hand-drawn book, and soon he roughly sketched out the distribution of several main functional areas according to Ang Lee's description.

"Teacher Li, take a look."

After reading it, Ang Lee felt it was very complete and basically covered the ideas he just mentioned.

When the workers who measured the house drew the floor plan of the house, Huang Guohua took the drawing and chatted with the three people about the design plan for a while.

After initially deciding on the design plan, Huang Guohua said he would be given a week to produce renderings. Before leaving, he asked Ang Lee an interesting question.

"Teacher Li, let us assume that it is thirty years later. We are standing here with a piece of music around our ears. What kind of music do you think it should be?"

Li An didn't expect Huang Guohua to ask such a question. For a moment, his mind was empty. Thirty years later seemed too long ago.

Huang Guohua continued: "Music is flowing architecture, and architecture is solidified music."

Ang Lee: "Hegel's words."

Huang Guohua: "I think you must agree with this sentence."

Li An nodded, sighing and looking around the empty hall, "Thirty years from now."

For a moment, "What inspiration does Teacher Chen have?"

Chen Xuan smiled: "I don't know."

"Sister Xu?"

Xu Li also laughed: "Then I don't know even more."

Huang Guohua: "Teacher Li, I think only you have the answer to this question. Just like when we discussed what kind of place this is, you said this should be a classroom and a stage. You even used more abstract terms. Description, I really like your last description.”

"You said this should be a corner of the riverbed in the long river of classical music."

"What is a river bed? It is the floor of the river. It carries the water and allows the water to flow forward freely on it."

"awesome."

Chen Xuan and Xu Li couldn't help but look at Li An again when they heard this. Only now did they understand what Li An meant by his last sentence.

"Teacher Li, please give me a piece of music. There must be a piece of music in your heart."

As Huang Guohua's words fell, the hall fell into silence. Everyone was looking forward to what kind of answer Ang Lee would give. Will this place still exist thirty years from now? This is what Li An is thinking about.

Perhaps this question is a bit disappointing and does not fit the mood of the moment.

Even if this place still exists, it will still be Piano Classroom No. 4, but can their current decoration budget support such a complicated design?
Of course, maybe Huang Guohua just needs a little inspiration. Anyway, he and Xu Li have already decided on the budget.

What kind of melody? Li An smiled, he will be sixty in thirty years.

Li An wandered back and forth in front of everyone, the footsteps in the hall echoed, and everyone just looked at him quietly, waiting for him.

After a long time.

"A Chant on the G String."

The title of a song rang in everyone's ears.

Followed by.

"do not know."

As if he was denying himself repeatedly, Li An turned around and shook his head.

His smile was not forced, and his eyes were sincere, "I don't know either."

Huang Guohua smiled and nodded, "We'll see you in a week."
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Li An treated him to a treat at noon, and the three of them went back to the gate of the community to have a light meal.

Regarding Wang Xiaohu's unusual behavior at home yesterday, Li An only said that adolescent boys occasionally behave like this, and he told Xu Li not to worry too much.

When he got home, Li An called Fu Tianming. He wanted to sit down with Fu Tianming and talk about something.

Fu Tianming had a game in the evening, so the two made an appointment this afternoon.

"Then I'll go to your store at half past three."

Li An hung up the phone and came to the bedroom. Chen Xuan asked him if Wen Xiao was going. Fu Tianming said on the phone that Wen Xiao was on a business trip these days.

"Then should I still go?" Chen Xuan thought that she would just forget it if Wen Xiao didn't go.

Because she was going abroad, she couldn't be Wen Xiao's bridesmaid. Chen Xuan had already called Wen Xiao personally before, so she went to chat with Wen Xiao again today.

Li An thought for a moment: "Then don't go. I'll try to come back as soon as possible."

Chen Xuan: "I'll help you choose music this afternoon."

Li An smiled: "Come on, it will be good if you can wake up when I come back."

An angry pillow flew over instantly!
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At 3:15 in the afternoon, Li An walked into Xiao Ming's mood room.

Fu Tianming, who was sitting at the long table on the side of the bar, was holding his mobile phone. When he heard the voice, he didn't even raise his buttocks, "Where's Chen Xuan?"

Li An passed by the bar and opened a bottle of beer. "I guess I've fallen asleep. This period of time has been too stressful."

Fu Tianming: "You were like this before you left the country, and you're just waiting for departure?"

"Well, everything that needs to be prepared is ready," Li An said, walking to the seat next to Fu Tianming and sitting down, "How are you, groom?"

Fu Tianming: "I don't want to think about it. My heart is tired every time I think about it. Now we both wish we could close our eyes and open them again the day after the wedding."

Ang Lee: "That's not true."

Fu Tianming shook his head: "You are as high as the mountain as the emperor is far away."

Then, "Really, some relatives are really annoying. When the date has not been set, they will remind me when they meet. When they can't meet, they will remind them in the group. They will not reply to text messages and phone calls. Now that the date has been set, they will do this and that all day long. It’s so easy to get married, but sometimes I don’t even know if we are getting married or they are getting married.”

Li Anxin smiled and said, "You have to understand Dean Li about this."

Fu Tianming sighed: "You Li Yuan, sometimes I don't know what to say. Well, let's just leave it like this. What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Li Anle: "I can't sit with you if I have nothing to do."

Fu Tianming pouted: "Forget it, Fang Zheng said you have been too busy recently to go to the toilet."

Li An: "Has Fang Zheng arrived recently?"

Fu Tianming: "The night before yesterday, he brought his girlfriend over and ordered two drinks. I happened to meet him in the store. After chatting with him for a while, I found that he was in particularly good condition. He was always cheerful and cheerful. envious."

Li An: "No one can envy this thing."

After a pause, "You really need to give me some advice on something."

Fu Tianming turned his face sideways: "How to say."

Then Li An told Fu Tianming about the book show Zhou.

After hearing this, Fu Tianming understood what Ang Lee's problem was, "One of the mistakes typical screenwriters often make."

"The intention must come first. If you don't know exactly what you want to express through this stage, how can you choose music?"

"For example, I want to express a spirit of resistance, which is more intuitive like Beethoven and more obscure like Shostakovich."

Li An put down the bottle: "That makes sense."

Fu Tianming chuckled: "Are you feeling something?"

Ang Lee: "Yes."

From yesterday to today, Ang Lee has been looking for music in his mind.

Find a piece that the children can grasp and that also satisfies their expression.

It seems that he has put in all his effort, but what exactly does he want to express through this stage?

He seemed to know what he wanted to express, but he was a little unsure.

So he never found a piece of music that could enter his heart.

"understood."

After picking up the bottle and drinking it down, Li An knew what his problem was.

Fu Tianming: "Another bottle?"

Li An: "Don't you want a bottle? Are you going to drive later?"

Fu Tianming: "Come on, they will pick me up."

So the two of them drank wine all afternoon.

While chatting and drinking, the time came to half past five.

"Then I'll withdraw, and we can make an appointment another day when Wen Xiao comes back." Li An said, "If you need help with the wedding then, just let me know."

"It's true, we are still discussing it," Fu Tianming escorted Li An to the door, "When the wedding comes, you have to come and play for me for a while, and you will act as supporting the venue for your Li Yuan, okay?"

Ang Lee: "Send me the duration and track requirements half a month in advance, and leave the rest to me."

Fu Tianming: "That's enough, brother!"
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When Li An returned home in the evening, he sent a message to Che Xuan on the way, but Chen Xuan did not reply to him.

He knew that Chen Xuan was not awake yet.

As soon as I got home, there was already a hot meal on the table.

The two had dinner together and watched TV together in the evening.

Life is like this, sometimes it's dull, sometimes it's not.

Time passed by and we arrived at Rongcheng East Station on the afternoon of the 14th.