Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 818 77. The secret behind the scenes! First negotiation between top leaders
Not every child is Luo Xiaoran, and not every child is Tang Xiaoxing.

Teachers naturally teach students in accordance with their aptitude.

And there are some things that teachers can’t give scientific explanations for.

Just like when he was teaching Xiao Che to hum, Li An just said a few words casually, and then Xiao Che could do it.

It's like there is a circuit diagram inside the car, and Li An just tells the car where the switch is and how to press the switch, so the car presses the switch and the light turns on.

This metaphor cannot be said to be inappropriate. If you ask where electricity comes from, it is probably the energy contained in the car.

And more students need Li An to figure out the circuit diagram for them and then charge them. Even if they can successfully light up the lights in the end, it is still a problem.

There is no more meaning in praising, but Li An still affirmed Xiao Che's comprehension ability first. During the ten minutes of conversation, he was more guiding Xiao Che to use this ability in future music learning.

And at the end, he "warned" Xiaoche: "But this does not mean that you can be lazy sometimes. On the contrary, you have to be more cautious when facing the music, because if you are not careful, you will miss something. This is probably the double edge of talent. Sword."

Xiaoche: "Teacher, I understand, you need to be solid when studying music."

Li An smiled: "This is the way to learn anything."

Car: "Yeah."

Ang Lee: "Any more questions?"

Car: "No."

Ang Lee: "Go to sleep."

Car: "Good night, teacher."

"Good night." Li An turned off the light in the study, "Take the quilt and go to sleep at night."

The teacher and student went back to the bedroom respectively, still holding her socks in the cart.
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When Xiao Che returned to the bedroom to tidy up, she didn't go to bed immediately. She first hung the socks to dry on a small clothes rack next to the bed.

This was what she suddenly discovered when she came home from school one day. She liked the white clothes drying rack very much.

Then he opened the luggage bag that Nail had delivered this morning and hung his winter clothes in the closet one by one.

After emptying the clothes in the bag, she was about to put the bag in the cabinet when she suddenly realized that there seemed to be something else inside.

When she looked around, she found a small piece of Wangzai milk hidden at the bottom of the bag.

Packaged, six bottles in total.

She guessed it must not have been stuffed by Ding Ding, because the snacks Ding Ding bought for her were in another bag.

Aunt Sang packed her bag last night.

Wangzai milk is the sweetest milk she has ever drunk. She probably rarely drank it when she was a child, so the sweetness left a deep impression on her.

But she couldn't remember the first time she drank it. Aunt Sang probably bought it for her. At that time, Aunt Sang was just Aunt Sang and often bought her food.

At that time, she liked Aunt Sang very much. Aunt Sang often bought her all kinds of food.

But then she began to hate Aunt Sang. She wouldn't eat a bite of the snacks Aunt Sang bought. This state lasted for a long time.

She couldn't remember exactly how long it took, but it seemed that it was until this year's Chinese New Year, when Zhizhi celebrated her birthday, Aunt Sang bought three cakes, one small, one small, and one slightly larger.

The smaller one is for Zhizhi, the smaller one is for Nail, and the slightly larger one is for her.

She remembered this very clearly. Her first reaction at that time was not to refuse, but to change with Zhizhi, but she failed in the end.

There was another scene at that time that was a bit funny in retrospect. She couldn't switch with Zhizhi, so Dingdang said that we should switch.

She held her cake in her arms and told Naildang no!

Before that, she and Nail would split a piece of Xuanmai into two pieces!

But she was unwilling to trade that piece of cake with Ding Ding unless it was Ding Ding's birthday.

But now she doesn’t seem to like snacks much.

When she was chatting with her father and Aunt Sang in the living room last night, she didn't say that the teacher recently asked her to drink pure milk before going to bed at night. Maybe the teacher told them.

She really doesn't like drinking pure milk, and both her father and Aunt Sang know that.

He took out the Wangzai milk from the bag, walked to the desk and placed it next to the lamp.

There are now six more baby faces on one side of the desk lamp, and next to the six baby faces are the little green radishes that she likes very much.

Next to the little green radish is Xiaobei's diary. On top of Xiaobei's diary is a brief history of music given to her by her teacher.

After observing for a moment, he placed the little green radish on top of the six baby faces, and moved Xiaobei's diary and brief history of music to the left.

The rearranged small desk is more compact. This compactness has a sense of security, and she likes this sense of security.

Happy~
"Good night to you too~" Xiaoche waved softly to the six baby-faced kids, then turned off the desk lamp and went to bed.

He took out his phone and took a look. There was no message. He checked the alarm clock. Just as he was about to put down his phone, the link he saved at night suddenly rang.

Send the link to Wang Xiaohu and he puts down his phone.

The link was a story recording Karajan's life, and she thought she might like Wang Xiaohu.

If it were changed to before, she might have to find a suitable time, ask Wang Xiaohu if he was there, and then send it to the other party for correction.

But in view of Wang Xiaohu's behavior of casually using her as a storage space in the past month or so, she decided to deal with him again in the future.

But she won't be so bored that she deletes the keywords from the link names.

'The airspace of imperial music'

She guessed that Wang Xiaohu would understand what it was when he saw it.

At this moment, a message suddenly popped up at the bottom of the dialog box.

Wang Xiaohu: You’re not asleep yet!

Xiao Chexin said that the ghost sent you a message after sleeping: Get ready to sleep, but you are not sleeping either.

Wang Xiaohu: No! When I got home, I remembered that I had only written half of my weekly diary, and I almost forgot! Just finished my weekly diary!

Xiaoche shook his head and sent a thumbs up emoticon.

Wang Xiaohu:! ! ! !
Car:?
Wang Xiaohu: Thank you! ! The records in it are so detailed, all about the Berlin Philharmonic and Karajan!

Xiaoche: Have you finished reading?
Wang Xiaohu: No! I browsed through it briefly. I will wait until I have time to read it carefully. There are many stories about conductors and orchestras under this link. Where did you find them? too strong!

Xiaoche smiled and quickly edited the reply: I was looking for it blindly.

Wang Xiaohu: No, I have to buy you another cup of milk tea!
Car: No! As long as it works for you, go to sleep!
Wang Xiaohu: Yeah, Che Lin, thank you very much today.

Xiaoche: You're welcome. I didn't do anything. The teacher just said you were great.

Wang Xiaohu: The teacher didn’t think my afternoon was weird, right?

Xiaoche: Don’t think so much. The teacher understands you. Otherwise, why would he take the initiative to mention it to you?

Wang Xiaohu sent an expression of kneeling down and being moved to tears.

Xiaoche thought for a while and finally sent a message: It will all pass, come on, do you still remember our agreement? You can tell me when you feel uncomfortable again. If you can't say it in person, just leave a message here. It's too late. Hurry up. Go to sleep.

Wang Xiaohu: Good night! ! ! ! ! !
Wang Xiaohu: Che Lin, you will definitely become the top pianist in the future! ! ! !
Wang Xiaohu: No refutation is allowed! ! ! !
Wang Xiaohu: This is what the teacher said! ! ! !
Xiaoche thought that the teacher's original words were not like this, but she was still very happy with Wang Xiaohu's wishes. She had never thought about becoming a top pianist, but thinking about it, she seemed very powerful.

If you become a top pianist, your teacher will definitely be very happy.

Xiaoche: I also wish you can become the kind of great conductor the teacher said in the future! Good night!
Wang Xiaohu: Wait a moment!

Xiaoche: If you don’t sleep, I’ll sue the teacher tomorrow.

Wang Xiaohu: Right now, if I become a conductor in the future and invite you to play in my orchestra, will you want a performance fee? What is Xiao Chexin laughing at? If it is true, how can she ask for performance fees from Wang Xiaohu?

But in order to punish Wang Xiaohu for giving up to her in the race tonight, she wanted a little revenge: of course.

Wang Xiaohu was much quieter this time, and only let out a prairie dog scream.

This time Xiao Che was satisfied. She typed out a line of words, then suddenly stopped and deleted the sentence. If she sent it, Wang Xiaohu would definitely pick up her words again.

With an expression like a kitten sleeping, the car looked at the time and was surprised!

Twenty minutes have passed since she set the alarm! ! !
Chatting was a waste of time. Xiaoche secretly thought that he must pay attention to this issue next time.

Today I thought it was just to make Wang Xiaohu happy, but looking at it now, Wang Xiaohu may be in the situation the teacher said. What is that word? Hypocritical!
Anyway, just be happy.

Throwing the phone away, the car lay down and closed his eyes.

After closing her eyes for a while, she opened her eyes again and turned over, looking in the direction of the desk. In the darkness, she seemed to be able to vaguely see six cute smiling faces.

After watching for a while, she tightened the quilt, turned sideways and closed her eyes again.
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The light across the wall was still on, and Li An was staring at the screen of his mobile phone with his headphones on, smiling like an idiot.

In the headphones, Chen Xuan asked Li An to go to bed quickly.

Li An whispered: "Yeah, let's go to bed right now. Otherwise, don't practice at night and go out for a walk."

Chen Xuan on the other side of the video shook her head: "There will be another song soon."

Ang Lee: "I understand."

Chen Xuan: "By the way, I bought you warm clothes and pants. Pay attention to the express delivery. I think the temperature will drop again tomorrow. You can wear the old ones first. Take a picture of the drawer under the third compartment of the left cabinet for me before you go out tomorrow. A picture of you wearing thermal pants.”

Needless to say, Li An was moved, but it was not that extreme. "This time the temperature suddenly dropped, and it got warmer in two days. You forgot when we wore long johns last year."

Chen Xuan: "Then let's wait until things get better."

Ang Lee: "Okay~"

Chen Xuan: "Humph, good night."

The video was hung up with a snap. Li An smiled and got out of bed softly and dug out last year's thermal pants.

In fact, Chen Xuan can find it directly without telling him. There is a sticky note on the cabinet door.

As if he can't see it!

But don't worry, if Chen Xuan hadn't posted it for him before leaving, he might not have been able to find it right away.

Silent all night.
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Two consecutive days of strong cooling have allowed all Chengdu residents to experience the winter of 2022 in advance.

Some people say it will definitely be cold this winter.

Ang Lee strongly agrees.

On Tuesday morning, he went to the bookman's door to wait for the props to be delivered, but within a short time, he was so cold that his nose ran clear.

Normally, their calligrapher's teacher should take care of this task, but he was worried. These props were too important and there couldn't be any mistakes, otherwise their rehearsal progress would be affected.

The props are in place. As long as tomorrow's literacy class goes well, if nothing happens, we can officially go on stage to rehearse this weekend.

After successfully signing for the express delivery, Li An unexpectedly received a call from Xu Hongxin. Xu Hongxin said he would be there soon and asked Li An to wait for him.

The two agreed last night to come together today, but Baocai said he felt unwell in the morning, so Xu Hongxin took Baocai to the hospital.

Not two minutes after Li An put down his phone, Xu Hongxin's car drove to the school gate.

"Why are you still here? Just stay with me."

"The doctor said it's fine. It's just that I've been a little over-nourished recently and had some digestive problems."

Li An: "I think you have a little too much nutrition."

Xu Hongxin also knew that he had indeed gained weight recently, and said with a wry smile: "There's nothing I can do about it. If she can't finish the food, she can't just dump it."

After a while, he continued to complain, "My parents, my mother, I can't say it. It's only been a few months. Sometimes I feel that it's not at all. It's like being in shock all day long."

Li Anle: "We'll see how you do when your daughter-in-law has you."

Xu Hongxin: "Yes."

Looking at the express box on the ground, Xu Hongxin asked: "Is it all?"

"Yeah." Li An nodded.

Xu Hongxin stepped forward and picked up the box. Li An wanted to help but Xu Hongxin said, "Don't worry about it. I just want to lose weight."

The two of them went all the way to the complex building, opened the express and checked it.

"The gloves are good, they shine as soon as you shoot them."

Xu Hongxin was playing on the sidelines, and Li An checked the number of gloves, and there was no problem.

"Brother An, let's try it all."

Li An: "Just let the students try it tomorrow afternoon. There should be no problem. We ordered ten more pairs."

Xu Hongxin: "That's great. If there are no problems tomorrow afternoon, I will have to rehearse over the weekend."

Ang Lee: "Hey, I hope so. Now the chiefs of several voice departments have come out to take small lessons with you. There will definitely be no problem in this area."

"Wang Xiaohu has practiced well."

"I'm not worried about Qiao Zhizhi. The text is fine. Just set up the stage and let her express herself freely."

Xu Hongxin: "You are worried about Rhythm One."

Ang Lee: "Yes, in fact, we all know that the key part of the rhythm is the one part. The other two parts just make the overall effect thicker. Even if they are not there, it will not have much impact on the effect of the program."

Xu Hongxin: "Don't think about it. We'll know tomorrow. I guess it'll be fine."

Li An: "I hope so. Let's have some together for lunch?"

Xu Hongxin: "It's necessary. I've wanted to go out to eat something for a long time. I almost vomit after eating those things at home every day."

Li An: "Then what do you want to eat? I'll improve it for you."

Xu Hongxin: "I'm not going anywhere, just the canteen. The stir-fried pork is really good."

Li Anle: "I said that my wife is no longer worthy. The goal of co-writing is the cafeteria."

Xu Hongxin: "Haha, not only do I eat it myself, I also have to secretly bring her a piece back. I have a mission."

The two of them had a delicious meal in the canteen at noon. When they came out of the canteen, Li An saw a group of children walking towards the complex building from a distance.

There are more than just Qiao Zhizhi and Wang Xiaohu in this group of children. To be more precise, the rest of the children are all step-by-step.

"What is this?" Xu Hongxin asked in confusion. Why didn't he go back to rest after lunch and go to the complex building?

Li An smiled thoughtfully and said, "Let's go and take a look."

After a while, "Don't go, hurry back and deliver the food."

Xu Hongxin said that such a fun thing can be done without me?
"It's okay, there are plenty of snacks under her pillow."

So the two men followed him furtively.

"Who put the snacks for her?"

"My Father."