Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 842 102. Three kinds of happiness

"cheers!"

Boyuan Sichuan Restaurant, the only large private room on the second floor, was filled with laughter and laughter.

"Brother An, tell me a few words."

"Yes, the boss must say a few words today."

"applaud!"

Everyone booed, and Li An put down his wine glass, "Okay, okay, let me just say a few words."

He stood up and looked around, "Relieved."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

What are you talking about? In this recent period, every day when I open my eyes or close my eyes, I can see the stars and the moon. It has been very frustrating. The show has finally ended successfully, and I should be relieved.

But when the final curtain call came today, Li An still felt a little empty.

I don't know what they thought of, but everyone saw Li An pouring himself another glass.

"Sentimental." Zheng Haitao joked and filled a glass of wine, "I have to accompany you on this glass."

As he spoke, everyone was full of company for themselves, including Li An.

"I'll accompany you too." Even Wang Xiaohu poured himself another cup of Coke.

Xu Li glared, "It's your business again."

Wang Xiaohu said unconvinced: "Of course, I'm relieved too. I've been working very hard recently!"

Everyone: "Hahahaha——"

Xu Li couldn't think of anything to say to her son for a while, "Drink less and listen to the teacher."

Li An looked at Wang Xiaohu with a smile: "Relieved?"

Wang Xiaohu suddenly became more obedient and nodded. Then he felt something was wrong and shook his head again, "Teacher, I didn't mean that."

Li An: "I understand, and the burden in my heart is gone."

Wang Xiaohu: "Yeah!"

Li An nodded, then looked at everyone and praised: "Wang Xiaohu definitely has a share of the credit for our success today. Do you agree or not?"

Wang Xiaohu was stunned and immediately scratched his head in embarrassment.

Zhang Miao was the first to take over, "It's necessary. Without Mr. Wang, the three percussion parts wouldn't be able to achieve uniformity at all."

Xu Hongxin was the second to take over, "Wang Xiaohu organized students to use their spare time to rehearse, otherwise our little rehearsal time might not be enough."

Then each teacher talked about what they saw about Wang Xiaohu during the entire rehearsal, and then they all gave unanimous praise.

Xu Li did not deny that part of it was somewhat exaggerated, but as she saw at home, her son had indeed been working very hard to prepare for this show during the recent period at home.

"Oh." Li An asked why Wang Xiaohu's face was red, "Coke can still make you drunk."

Everyone laughed again, Wang Xiaohu pretended not to hear, picked up the Coke and took another sip.

"Come, let's listen to the conductor's evaluation." Li An threw the words to Qin Yong.

Qin Yong said with a smile: "It was indeed a bit unexpected. At first I was looking for where Wang Xiaohu was, but finally I realized that from the perspective of the percussion section alone, on today's stage, the effectiveness of the conductor came out, handling strong and weak It’s appropriate, the rhythm is smooth, and the stage atmosphere is well established.”

"Of course, these are the basic skills of a conductor."

After a pause, "What I want to emphasize is that Wang Xiaohu, you are a real conductor on the stage today."

Wang Xiaohu: "Huh?"

Qin Yong: "A true conductor must have the ability to respond to situations."

"Formal performances and rehearsals are two different things. Many times it is difficult for us to move the rehearsals to the stage intact. Once an accident occurs on the formal stage, a conductor's ability will be tested at this time."

"Once it is not handled properly, the entire performance will be ruined, which means that all the preliminary preparations will be meaningless."

Wang Xiaohu's expression instantly became serious.

Qin Yong: "No matter what happens, getting the performance off safely is the responsibility of a conductor."

"If I heard correctly, the theme should have been repeated more than once."

Talking back to the scene at that time, everyone still had lingering fears. Now think about it, if it wasn't for Wang Xiaohu at that time, I'm afraid that today's program would have been smashed on the stage as Qin Yong said. Even if it hadn't been smashed, it wouldn't have had such a good look and feel. Rhythm.

What Qin Yong said is what Li An wanted to say. Wang Xiaohu really held the stage by himself today.

"That's what happened." Using Qin Yong's words, Li An told everyone the situation in detail, "So it's not Zhizhi's problem. The costumes were not put in place as they were during rehearsal."

"Okay, this matter is over. We won't hold anyone responsible. In short, we got off the bus smoothly without any danger. Come, let's thank our little commander together."

Everyone raised their glasses, Wang Xiaohu stood up quickly and raised the Coke cup with both hands, "Thank you, teacher, thank you, teacher Qin, thank you all teachers. I didn't think much about it at the time, I just thought that the show must go on, and mainly Han Yiming, if Han Yiming didn’t react, and there was nothing I could do.”

When Zheng Haitao heard this, Wang Xiaohu didn't know what was going on for a long time, "It was your teacher who climbed up the stage using a lawn board as a cover to remind Han Yiming."

"Ah?" Only then did Wang Xiaohu know what was going on.

"Don't talk about that," Li An waved his hand, and then asked Wang Xiaohu, "What would you do if Han Yiming made a mistake and failed to play?"

It must be said that this question was quite interesting, and everyone's eyes returned to Wang Xiaohu's face.

Even Xu Li was a little curious. Although she didn't understand music, she could understand what was going on.

"Wrong is wrong." Wang Xiaohu blurted out with a very casual expression, "I had already thought about it at that time. If Han Yiming continued to play, I would not let the percussion and music go. I would separate the music and percussion and let the percussion play as a pure scene. sound effects.”

Liang Yudan: "Huh? How to say it."

Wang Xiaohu continued: "Because I have been listening to the atmosphere of the scene. The audience is very active and the focus is on the performance in the front. I don't feel that they pay special attention to the coordination of applause and music."

"So I thought if the percussion was pulled out separately to create a special effect that catered to the atmosphere of the scene, if the atmosphere in the audience was high, I would let the percussion play a few more times to enhance the atmosphere. If the audience was quiet, such as the first time the star came first When I said goodbye to the frog for the first time, I felt that the stars in the sky would be a little melancholy if they were in the audience. I asked everyone not to clap. I felt that the audience could also feel the story through the number and intensity of clapping on the stage. The emotion of going somewhere.”

"How can I put it, it's mutual. As a sound effect part, percussion can bear far more responsibility than just a rhythm. It has emotions. Its emotions are different from those of the melody part. Because there is no pitch, they are more direct and pure. , what the conductor should do is to mobilize these pure emotions, spread them to the audience, and then infect the audience. "

Wang Xiaohu babbled for a while, then the whole place fell silent.
Everyone looked at Wang Xiaohu with something special. Who would have thought that this was a twelve-year-old child's understanding of conducting and percussion parts.

Let’s not talk about whether it’s right or not. Anyway, Xu Hongxin felt that he had gained something after listening to Wang Xiaohu’s words, “Tsk, tsk, I’ll go.”

Zhang Miao: "It's amazing!"

Wang Wenyang: "Don't stop me after I do it!"

Li An: "Did you do your homework secretly?"

Wang Xiaohu chuckled: "Teacher, when are you talking about doing homework secretly?"

Li Anle: "That's all you said. Don't tell me what you thought of on the spot. I don't believe it."

Wang Xiaohu: "Of course I didn't think of it on the spot. It was mentioned in the book recommended to me by Teacher Qin, but I didn't expect to use it when I read it."

Qin Yong smiled and sighed: "So I just said, you are a kid, haha."

"Wang Xiaohu, you have all the qualities to become a conductor. You have to work harder and put in more effort to be worthy of your qualities."

Wang Xiaohu: "Thank you, Teacher Qin! I will definitely continue to work hard!"

Wang Wenyang: "Wang Zhi, if I can't find a job in the future, can I work in your band? Our surname is Wang."

Wang Xiaohu was confused: "Teacher Wang, I am still a child."

Hahahahaha——

Amidst the warm laughter, Li An, Xu Li, and Qin Yong looked at Wang Xiaohu with a gentle expectation unconsciously in their eyes.

The expectations of the three may be different, but the same thing is that through Wang Xiaohu's performance today, they seem to have seen ten years from now.

At this moment, the door of the private room rang.

As everyone looked, the waiter's cart with an apron appeared again.

I saw a small cart slowly approaching carrying a steaming yellow copper basin, "Secret Maoxuewang!"

Immediately, the spicy and delicious aroma filled the entire private room.

Everyone quickly stood up and moved out of the way. Zheng Haitao reached out and was about to take it, "Slow down, give it to me."

"It's okay, it's okay, Teacher Zheng, just sit down and I'll do it."

Liu Zhaocheng hurriedly removed the two plates to make room for the cart, and the cart gently put the copper basin down.

At first glance, the basin is simply a "ocean of red".

Smooth and translucent, neither turbid nor turbid, it is served with all kinds of snacks that are necessary for people with hairy blood. People whose stomachs are almost full are slapping their index fingers again. He put the basin in the cart and pinched his ears cutely, "Teachers, everyone eat while it's hot, the fish will be served soon."

Li An: "Stop it, there's only so much, I really can't eat anymore, forget it, I'll go down there."

"Stop working so hard and sit down and eat."

After that, Ang Lee went downstairs to look for the old car. Who could leave the seat completely if he kept doing this?

Everyone had long wanted Xiao Che to sit down and eat together, but Li An initially told everyone not to worry about Che Lin.

Now Li An spoke up, and everyone persuaded the car to sit down quickly.

Xu Hongxin gave up his seat, Zhang Miao got a pair of new chopsticks for the car, and Wang Xiaohu poured a cup of Coke for the car.

"Che Lin, would you like to eat some rice first?" Xu Li asked with concern.

"Thank you, auntie. I'll just eat the vegetables. Please eat more, auntie." He kept thinking about the lunch he had at Wang Xiaohu's house last time. Xiaoche thought that he finally had the chance to treat Aunt Xu Li to a meal today.

"Eat," Xu Li greeted, "Eat whatever you want, Che Lin, please take off your apron, it's so awkward to sit there."

"Yeah." Xiaoche stood up and quickly took off his apron.

Only then did everyone notice that the apron on the car was just the right size and did not look like an apron worn by adults.

I don’t know how long this apron has been worn. It has been yellowed by the oil smoke, and the original background color cannot be seen. Only a faint little rabbit head is still on the corner of the skirt.

I think when I buy a new one, it should be a cute little apron.

The Internet has gradually caused people to lose their ability to truly empathize, but for some people and things, as long as you come and see them with your own eyes, there is no need to say anything about your feelings.

Xiaoche's family conditions are definitely not that bad in their opinion, and even when business is good, like today, he earns much more than they do.

But even the traces of time and life left on this family will still gently stir you up when you are not paying attention.

Just like this moment, just like this little apron.

"Che Lin, you must know how to cook, right?" Zhang Miao asked curiously.

As a result, before the car could answer, someone rushed to answer: "Yes!"

"Che Lin can cook!" Wang Xiaohu said positively, "She even cooks for the teacher."

Car: "~"

Xu Li: "Tsk."

Wang Xiaohu was dissatisfied again: "It's true, the teacher said it himself. If you don't believe it, just ask when the teacher comes back."

Xu Li: "Did Teacher Zhang ask you? Why do you like to answer questions so much?"

Wang Xiaohu curled his lips, "Oh——"

Xu Li turned around and smiled, "Che Lin, how old did you start cooking for yourself?"

Xiaoche thought about it for a while, but he really couldn't remember it, so he smiled and said, "Auntie, I can't remember it clearly either."

Wang Wenyang raised his thumb: "It's too strong. I still can't cook."

Liang Yudan rolled her eyes: "You think everyone is like you."

Wang Wenyang chuckled: "It sounds like you can cook."

Liang Yudan: "I can cook two dishes, okay?"

Wang Wenyang: "Fried eggs with tomatoes, fried eggs with tomatoes?"

Liang Yudan: "That's better than you!"

The adults laughed, and the children laughed too.

Li An came back with a smile, "Come on, keep going."

"Che Lin doesn't need to practice piano tonight. You can make up for it tomorrow during the day."

Car: "Okay!"

Everyone ate for a while, and Lao Che personally brought a fruit plate, accompanied him with a drink, and said some sentimental words.

Li An could tell that Lao Che was also very happy tonight.

Indeed, the joy tonight belongs to everyone present.

Ang Lee did say some emotional words later.

The success of today's performance is inseparable from the efforts of everyone here.

He was happy for today's performance and also happy for their small group.

Looking at the young smiling faces, he seemed to have returned to his time in the West Office. Everyone was working hard for a goal, and the feeling of going all out was as if all difficulties were no longer difficulties.

Today, with the small team he created, he once again experienced the feeling of being apart.

He hopes that this small team can use today as a new starting point to move towards the next stage.

"Come and drink to our future!"

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

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The adults raised their glasses, and the children followed suit.

After having enough wine and food, everyone happily dispersed.

Before leaving, Ang Lee informed everyone of two things. "As expected, we will have to perform two performances at school after the midterm exam. This is the first thing."

"The second thing is that we will definitely not be able to run the concert at the end of the year and it will be the finale. In fact, there is not much time left. Everyone has to choose the music when they go back. Next week we will discuss it collectively and decide on the music for the end of the year. "

Wang Xiaohu: "Teacher, can I choose the music?"

Ang Lee: "Don't worry about the music. It's time to study hard now."

Wang Xiaohu: "I understand, teacher."

At the entrance of the restaurant, Lao Che and his family waved goodbye to everyone.

Xiaoche wanted to ask the teacher at the end, but she didn't ask, "Goodbye, teacher."

"Goodbye, then bring your dress at 5:30 tomorrow afternoon."

He made an appointment with Xiaoche to return to Yunkaiyuan at 5:30 tomorrow afternoon. Li An changed places with Qin Yong, and the two started the second game.

It's the second show, but I haven't had enough.

That's the thing about Brahms.

Qin Yong didn't expect that things would turn out like this in the end. Li An asked Qin Yong to help analyze, but Qin Yong didn't analyze one, two, or three.

He was so drunk that he could still analyze something. In short, he was happy for Li An.

"congratulate."

"Congratulations or not, brother, you have no intention of returning to the track that belongs to you and trying again."

"Let's talk again."

"That means there is a plan."

As they spoke, the two burst into laughter.
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If you ask Ang Lee which moment he is most looking forward to today, it would undoubtedly be the video chat with Chen Xuan before going to bed.

He finally doesn't have to worry, he will perform on a bigger stage at the end of the year.

After telling Chen Xuan the whole story in one breath, he asked the camera: "Teacher Xiaomi, are you happy?"

The person on the other end of the video smiled and said, "Happy, very happy."

Hearing that Chen Xuan was happy, Li An finally felt relieved, "Then I'll go to sleep. I really can't hold on any longer. I'm too tired today."

"Goodnight wife."

"Good night husband."

After hanging up the video, Chen Xuan let out a long breath with her cell phone attached to her chest, as if the big stone that had been weighing on her chest for days had finally disappeared.

After a while, she regained her composure and became happy.