Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 835 95. Whose surprise, whose shock?

Not funny.

It's really not funny.

Li An was almost laughed out of Fang Yongbo's defense.

He kind of promised Wang Xiaohu that as long as you practice the piano well during this period, I will take you out to play next weekend. As a result, Wang Xiaohu practiced the piano hard every day. In the end, he said to Wang Xiaohu: Forget it, I will take Liu Fengrui with me. Go ahead.

Are you angry?
Of course, this is just pure emotion.

He is not stupid. Since Fang Yongbo made it clear when he came up, at least he will not just eat this meal in vain today.

"It's not bad." Sitting down following Fang Yongbo's words, Li An continued to explain in a reporting tone: "I have memorized the score."

Seeing that Li An had calmed down, Fang Yongbo smiled and said, "I've heard that Nikita can play, right?"

Li An: ".I heard it."

Fang Yongbo: "How do you feel?"

Ang Lee: "...plays very well."

Fang Yongbo: "Do you think Kong Chao can control him?"

Ang Lee: "It's hard to tell."

Fang Yongbo: "Speak."

Li An couldn't hold himself any longer and showed a wry smile again.

"Brother Bo, please stop messing around with me. I am just a child in front of you. Aren't you bullying a child?"

Fang Yongbo laughed again when he heard this. He was such a bully child. It seemed that Li An was still a little resentful towards him, but he could understand it, very understandable.

Not only did he understand, he also liked Li An even more.

After laughing, Fang Yongbo asked the waiter to serve the food.

"Qingfeng said Kong Chao couldn't control Nikita."

Retracting his gaze, Fang Yongbo looked at Li An again, his eyes becoming more serious, "What do you think?"

Facing Fang Yongbo's question again, Li An knew that the other party really wanted to hear his opinion.

So his opinion is simple, "From the orchestra's perspective, I agree with Chief Lin's statement."

Fang Yongbo picked up the tea and took a sip: "What if it's from the perspective of a lead performer?"

Ang Lee: "If I were to play, I would give up part of it and leave it to the conductor and orchestra."

Fang Yongbo: "You think Nikita's personality is too strong."

Ang Lee: “It’s not that he has too strong a personality, maybe it’s because he and I have different understandings of this piece.”

"If I were to define this work, I would prefer to classify it as a true symphonic work, rather than a pure piano concerto. At least it should be a symphonic concerto, with the symphony in front and the concerto in the back. ”

"The piano cannot be the absolute protagonist."

"but."

"Wait a minute," Fang Yongbo interrupted, "what do you really want to express?"

Ang Lee: "Almost every player who can play Bo Er knows that in Brahms's piano concerto, the piano is just one part. This concept exists like gravity. No one can deny it, but But few people go deep into it.”

"After all, if an apple is thrown into the sky, it will fall. Everyone can see it, but where the musical notes will go when they float into the sky, only a few people will care about this issue."

"So I guess the difference between me and these guys is that I'm not only on board with it, but I'm very willing to dive into it."

Fang Yongbo: “Give me an example.”

Ang Lee: "Beethoven and Mozart were accustomed to adding some whole-play textures between the second presentation and the recapitulation in order to strongly highlight the entrance and exit of the piano, but Brahms's texture is more continuous, especially Unlike Mozart, Brahms allows the piano to interact more with other parts rather than compete.”

Fang Yongbo thought of Mozart, the last movement of K414, which he collaborated with Ang Lee. The two of them fought to the death, which made all the audience at the scene enjoy it.

Not only did the audience enjoy it, but he and the band also enjoyed it.

"It seems you didn't just memorize the score."

Ang Lee: "In my opinion, the most difficult part of this piece is memorizing the score."

Fang Yongbo smiled: "But it's still not specific enough. Nikita can easily say what you said."

Fang Yongbo is very confident that Ang Lee has done enough homework. Some people only work together once, and he knows what kind of person they are.

He is not making things difficult for Li An, he just wants to see how far Li An has achieved.

Their eyes met again, and Li An nodded.

In this case, let's use a big move: "Section 198 and Section 437."

Fang Yongbo was stunned.

Then Ang Lee continued: "The orchestra played six bars alone, but the intensity of the music was very weak, and it took over the sound pattern left by the lead player."

Fang Yongbo's eyes became complicated.

Ang Lee finally added: "This technique eliminates to a considerable extent the dramatic effect of other voices."

After a long time, Fang Yongbo sighed.

If Li An was a turbulent stream in front of him a minute ago, then the other party has turned into a turbulent wave in his eyes at this moment.

"you."

This time it was Fang Yongbo's turn and he didn't know what expression to make. His expression changed several times, and finally he sighed again, with only the doting smile of the elder towards the younger in his eyes.

"You."

Li An became happy: "Do you think I'm doing well in my homework?"

In front of Fang Yongbo's eyes, when he asked Li An just now, Li An's answer was: Not bad.

Learning from Ang Lee's tone, "It's okay."

Fang Yongbo thought to himself that if this didn't work, there wouldn't be many people in the world who could say it would.

He dared to guarantee that Nikita would not understand what they were talking about sitting here, and Wang Jinhua would be blinded even if he came.

Because the content that Ang Lee gave as an example was not the Boer Piano Concert at all, but the first half of the concert, the Violin Concerto in D major!

That is to say, Fang Yongbo was a conductor and had rehearsed this piece before he understood what Ang Lee was talking about.

What's even more difficult is that Ang Lee completely hit the point and fit perfectly with his point of view.

In other words, Ang Lee not only did Bo Er's homework, but also did the D major minor concert in detail.

Just pick it up and come, why?

What was this young man thinking, just to study and understand the program arrangement of the entire concert, to better cooperate with the conductor in handling the second half of the program, and to let the audience listen to a heart-felt Brahms concert?
How many young people like this are there? Fang Yongbo wants to pack them all up and take them away! It's not about money at all.

Against the sky!
Fang Yongbo didn't even dare to think about how many more "scares" Ang Lee would bring to himself.

He suddenly wondered if Li An had scolded him to the core of the earth secretly?

I understand, I absolutely understand.

At this moment, the waiter brought the first dish, red oil and green bamboo shoots.

"Come on, come on, let's talk while eating."

Fang Yongbo took the initiative to hand the chopsticks to Li An, "But what."

"Ah?" Li An took the chopsticks and was stunned.

Fang Yongbo: "Didn't I interrupt you just now?"

"Oh," Ang Lee recalled for a moment, and then said: "But Nikita regarded himself as the absolute protagonist of the music. He did not leave any space for the orchestra and conductor Kong."

"So I can't blame Commander Kong. Maybe they communicated with each other later, and I didn't hear anything about it later."

Fang Yongbo: "Nikita went back the next afternoon and had sex just once."

Li An: "Huh? Are you leaving now? Just get together once and then leave?"

Fang Yongbo: "Otherwise, they have schedules, but they will still come next month, and someone will reimburse the air tickets anyway."

Ang Lee: "Tsk, tsk, awesome."

Fang Yongbo: "So Qingfeng is right, Kong Chao can't control Nikita." What can Li An say? Why don't you just sit here and be obedient?
There was silence at the dinner table for a while.

Fang Yongbo smiled, picked up a piece of bamboo shoots and put it into his mouth. After a moment, he said, "Why don't you call me and ask."

The pepper scratched his throat, and Li An sniffed twice: "How to fight? The notice has come out. Since you didn't say anything to me, I think you must have your own intentions. Let's talk about you."

Fang Yongbo: "What's wrong with me?"

Ang Lee: "Body."

Fang Yongbo: "I did have some minor health problems before, but it's all gone soon."

Ang Lee: "You have to pay more attention to your health. I think many conductors are not very agile as they get older."

"I'll wait until I get older to discuss this issue. You knew Nikita was coming before the notice came out. Juan'er must have told you. I know that girl's temper." Fang Yongbo waved to the waiter to ask for two bottles of Coke.

Li An nodded: "Yes, she told me a lot at that time, and she asked me to ask you."

Fang Yongbo: "Then don't ask me."

"So," Li An said calmly, "I don't want to cause any trouble to you. If it's me, it will definitely be me in the end, if it's not me."

The waiter brought the Coke and Li An said thank you.

Turning around, he continued, "I'm just a piano player and don't understand the management of the orchestra. Anyway, there must be a reason. Besides, there is no end-of-year performance in my contract."

As he spoke, Li An unscrewed a bottle of Coke and handed it over, then unscrewed another bottle.

"Do you blame me?" Fang Yongbo asked.

Suddenly both of them laughed.

"Then tell me about this." Li An was obviously the one who got the dove, and he felt a little embarrassed when he was asked, "Although I didn't sign this contract, it's at this table, right? Please give me the score." , asked me if I was sure."

"That's how it turned out."

"Actually, you can't blame me. You have given me the opportunity to perform at the Summer Music Festival. I am very grateful. So if you ask me to blame you, I can't do it."

"I felt very uncomfortable at the time. Who would think that I have so many opportunities? Being able to go on stage with you and Brother Qingfeng and perform such a work on such a meaningful stage would not be a problem for me even a hundred times. many."

"Yes, this performance is very important in Rong Ai's eyes, but when it comes to me personally, even if I complete it very well, it is nothing more than being in the circle of Rongcheng. How much practical benefits can it bring to me? What’s the benefit?”

"It's more of a regret."

Li An didn't know if he had said too much, let alone what the meaning of saying it at this moment was, but these words had been suppressed deep in his heart, and it was not appropriate to say them to anyone. He could only digest them by himself, or Talk to Fang Yongbo in person.

Let's be honest.

After speaking frankly, Li An felt that the incident had really passed because he saw Fang Yongbo respond to him with his eyes.

It's like the moment when the lead singer and the conductor look at each other on the stage. With one look, no more words are needed.

As the second dish came, noodles and bacon, the two continued to eat, and Li An looked at his phone.

Fang Yongbo: "Is something wrong?"

Li An: "It's okay, it's okay. I'll just check the time."

Fang Yongbo: "You gave Qingfeng a thumbs up."

Ang Lee: “The most important thing is participation, the most important thing is participation.”

Fang Yongbo was happy again: "Then why don't you forward it? You don't want your friends to know."

Li An followed suit: "How long can I keep this secret? The main reason is that I don't want my partner to know that she will take the major exam at the end of the year, and the time will be just right when she finishes the exam."

Fang Yongbo: "Li An, don't ask what's going on."

Li An: "How can a younger brother ask an elder brother?"

After another long moment, Fang Yongbo nodded,
No matter how much of Ang Lee's last words were true or false, he recognized this little brother.

Taking out his mobile phone, Fang Yongbo clicked twice on the screen and then pushed it in front of Li An.

Li An put down his chopsticks in surprise, faced Fang Yongbo's teasing gaze, and slowly stretched out his hand to the mobile phone in confusion.
Fang Yongbo continued to eat.

"?!!!"

Picking up Fang Yongbo's mobile phone, the first thing that caught his eye was the logo of Guangjiao. At just one glance, Li An felt that his eyes were not full!
[Execution Plan of Special Concert to Commemorate the 190th Anniversary of Brahms’ Birth]

Then there was not enough saliva!

"?!!!!!!!!!"

[First half of Violin Concerto in D major, conductor: Fang Yongbo, violin Mijima Rei]

老！
Small!
child!
Good old boy! ! At the end of the year, I actually went to Guangzhou! ! !
Sure enough, Guangjiao, a wealthy man, was able to invite Rei Misima, a national treasure who had been a national treasure in his childhood!
This girl is a real sensation. She made her debut with the New York Philharmonic at the age of eleven! !
"."

Before Li An could react, his heart was exhausted: ***************!

[Second half Piano Concerto in B flat major, conductor: Fang Yongbo, piano Ang Lee (drafted)]

etc! ! As soon as his eyes reached the last punctuation mark, Li An's heart suddenly burst with new blood!

What is drafting! ? ?

"Brother Bo!" Li An suddenly raised his head.

Fang Yongbo said matter-of-factly: "Mijima Rei has signed a performance contract, but you haven't signed it."

"I'll sign it!" Although Ang Lee tried his best to control his emotions and lower his voice, he was already incoherent. "I mean, I can sign it at any time, anywhere!"

Fang Yongbo picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth: "So you agree?"

Ang Lee: "Agree!"

Fang Yongbo: "In SF Express terms, the contract will be sent tomorrow morning."

Li An's eyes couldn't express gratitude at this time. Although there was one thing he didn't understand, he had no time to think about anything else at this moment: "Brother Bo"

At this time, the waiter brought the third dish, Mapo Tofu.

Fang Yongbo: "Okay, let's eat first. Let's talk about this slowly. Just tell us whether you are satisfied with this dish or not?"

"Thank you."

I really don’t know what else I can say other than thanking Ang Lee for cooperating with Guangzhou and sharing the stage with Riri Misima. This contract is more than just a concert for him.

Fang Yongbo: "Okay, okay, let's eat and eat."

Ang Lee: "Hey."

Fang Yongbo: "Can I have sex with my partner this time?"

Li An: "It's so powerful. I'm really afraid that she will fly back when she gets excited."

Speaking of this, Li An immediately remembered another thing, "Brother Bo, there is one more thing you need my help with."

Fang Yongbo: "Huh?"

Ang Lee: "At first, I thought I was playing a role with our Rong Ai, so I told my children that they were really looking forward to it. After the show trailer came out two days ago, I was worried about what to do. Yesterday, one of the children asked I."

"It doesn't matter, adults. The main thing is that I don't want to disappoint a few children. I mean they will definitely not be disappointed now. Even at the end of the year, they still won't be able to see my performance. Some children can go to Guangzhou, but some children can't. No."

"So I'm wondering if you have any minor performances here. Just arrange a time slot for me, just a five-minute piece."

Fang Yongbo secretly sighed that the teacher had come to this point, tsk tsk, this guy is really, "Okay, you don't have to worry about this matter."

At this moment, Li An's cell phone rang.

I picked it up and looked at it, saying Cao Cao, Cao Cao has arrived again.

"Sorry Bo."

"You pick up, you pick up."

Li An answered the phone with an indescribably doting tone, "Are you home? Finally decided to cook for yourself at noon?"

The person on the other end of the phone was very unusual, nothing like usual. First he laughed twice, and then he sweetly said with a rare coquettishness: "Well, I'll call you as soon as I get home! "

Li An: "?"

Fang Yongbo: "???????"

The dinner table was quiet enough one second ago, but now it became even quieter.

It's so quiet that it's a little scary.