Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 874 134. At the end of the year, good things come in droves!
During these three days, Li An did not contact Lao Tang again, and Lao Tang did not send him any messages.

Last night, Lao Tang posted a message on his Moments: The dust has settled.

The accompanying picture is a white feather floating in the blue sky. The sky is blue and the feather is white.

Sanye comments, go! Xiaomi comments, go!

With such copywriting and pictures, it is hard for Ang Lee to imagine how Lao Tang felt when he posted this on his Moments.

This morning, when Ang Lee saw this post on his Moments, he also gave Lao Tang a thumbs up.

The club class rehearsed as usual on Wednesday, and after lunch, Ang Lee rushed to Shu Ren an hour early.

Tomorrow is Christmas, and as New Year’s Day is getting closer, the school is busy setting up the stage again.

Ang Lee went to the scene to take a look and it was obvious that the school has not yet emerged from the shadow of this year's Children's Day. Compared to the Children's Day stage, the New Year's Day stage looked much simpler.

Simplicity also has its advantages, it is neat and tidy.

After taking a look around and making some suggestions, Li An rushed to the comprehensive building.

This afternoon's rehearsal was not smooth, but fortunately several wind instrument teachers designed stage movements for the children, which were very stylish and accompanied by dynamic music. Ang Lee has already anticipated the effect of the live performance.

But the prerequisite is that all members of the next platoon must work hard, including Wang Xiaohu.

There is something wrong with Xiaohu's mentality. He behaves a little harshly before he even stands on the command platform.

After the rehearsal, Ang Lee and Zhang Miao had a private chat about Xiao Bei's problem.

On Sunday he received a video of Xiaobei's class sent by Zhang Miao. Xiaobei seemed to have some talent in percussion instruments. He could control the drumsticks to produce a crescendo-decreasing effect the first time.

Ang Lee believes that this is due to Xiaobei's seriousness and meticulousness in his work.

After two days of learning, Xiaobei was already able to play the music score of Caribbean Sea most of the time, which was naturally inseparable from Xiaoche's careful guidance in the Saturday class.

In fact, the celesta is not difficult to play. Its key layout is the same as that of a piano. Anyone who knows how to play the piano can play tunes on the celesta with drumsticks.

Yesterday, Zhang Miao asked someone to help transport a celesta for the experiment. The cost was naturally paid by Xiaobei's family. In the afternoon, Li An received a message from Teacher Gao, who praised Xiaobei in various ways and thanked him in various ways.

Li An felt that there was nothing to thank him for. They were just helping each other. He didn't say that he had other purposes in helping Xiaobei just to make Xiaobei's mother feel better. He did consider the experimental junior high school.

This wise teacher Gao is a good breakthrough point, but he needs to take it slow.

"Angel, Xiaobei is very suitable for learning percussion instruments."

"How to say."

"Teacher Zheng sent me a message yesterday saying that Xiaobei was still playing dumb drums in bed before going to bed these past two days."

Zhang Miao said this is the basic self-cultivation for a percussionist.

"Okay!" Li An was happy.

Ang Lee did not have dinner with everyone, but went home to make dry noodles.

The so-called dry noodles are made by cooking the noodles, taking them out, cooking some vegetables, dehydrating the vegetables and spreading them on the dried noodles, adding chili, salt and sesame oil, and mixing them together to make a bowl of traditional Northwestern dry noodles.

Although it is vegetarian noodles, it is spicy and delicious. Having a bowl of it in the middle of winter with a sip of hot tea will help you have a sweet dream at night.

But this is the way the older generation eats it. Not many young people eat dry noodles nowadays, unless they have been used to eating it since childhood.

Ang Lee is used to it. When he was a kid, when he came home and heard they were going to have dry noodles, he would definitely prepare to eat a lot.

Because Chen Xuan didn't like it, Li An didn't do it much after making it a few times. After Chen Xuan left, he once made a bowl for Xiao Che.

Che'er said he liked it, and later when the teacher and student were short on time, they ate dry noodles because it was convenient and easy to make.

Watching the little car holding the bowl and eating noodles, Li An seemed to see his own childhood, and felt An's mother's feelings at the time from his own perspective.

My mother must have been very satisfied seeing how capable I was.

"Really delicious."

The bowl was put down on the cart and all the food was eaten.

"Are you full?" Li An asked.

Xiaoche picked up his teacup and took a sip, then burped cutely: "I'm full now."

Li An: "Put down the bowl and do your homework."

Xiaoche: "Teacher, I will wash the dishes today."

Li An: "It's almost the end of the semester. It's a special period. Today I'll do it for you. You have to take it back later."

Xiaoche took out a pen, picked up a sticky note, bent down and wrote an IOU, and posted it on the refrigerator, "Teacher, I'm going to do my homework!"

This girl.

Li An happily cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen. While washing the dishes, she and Chen Xuan made a video call.

As soon as the video was connected, Teacher Xiaomi's nose was sweating
"Is it so difficult to practice?" he asked.

Teacher Xiaomi has determined the research direction of her thesis, and these days she has been using the flute and piccolo to imitate the sounds of various Chinese folk instruments.

"It's too difficult." Although he said it was difficult, the excitement in Teacher Xiaomi's eyes was indescribable.

At this moment, a very strange flute sound came from outside the video, a bit like suona.

Then Ang Lee saw the camera slowly turn to the side. A few meters away in front of the music stand, old man Debster was holding the flute with a frown on his brow. He played it once and then stopped, looking thoughtful. It was very cute.

"The professor has been obsessed these past two days." Teacher Xiaomi laughed softly.

Li An laughed: "Good, that's great, it seems that your paper topic has won the prize."

Teacher Xiaomi said angrily, "That can't be said. We have many problems now, and we still lack cases and materials. The professor just called his senior, Professor Mueller. This is the first time Professor Mueller has encountered such a topic. He is very interested and is helping us find materials."

Li An exclaimed how wonderful it was, "If you need any help from me, please tell me. Rongyuan folk music is also available."

Chen Xuan: "Yeah, well, I won't say any more. I'll continue."

Li An: "Hurry up and practice your skills. Oh, and find a chance to treat Professor Mueller to a good meal."

Chen Xuan: "No, there's not that much going on here."

Li An: "Don't say no yet. The world is round, and it's the same everywhere. Find a chance to talk to Professor Debster and ask him indirectly what Professor Mueller likes. Listen to me on this matter. After all, he is also a department head."

Chen Xuan: "Okay, you go to sleep in a while, and then just send me a message. We have a small rehearsal in the afternoon and it's not convenient for me to look at my phone."

Li An: “Oh.”

After hanging up Chen Xuan’s video, Ang Lee was in a very good mood.

Judging from the situation, it shouldn't be a surprise that Chen Xuan will take the entrance exam.

He hadn't called home for two days. After washing the dishes, Li An turned on the range hood, lit a cigarette, and then called his mother.

"mom."

"Anzi has eaten," An's mother sounded very happy on the other end of the phone. "I just told your father to call you in the evening."

Li An: "I've eaten. What are you guys eating?"

Mother An: "Dry noodles."

Li An: "Hey, are you guys trying to get some meat?"

Mother An: "We just had fish for lunch, and your father insisted on having dry noodles for dinner."

Li An: "Okay, I see it's snowing at home these two days, my dad's legs are not in good condition."

Mother An: "He's fine. Don't take San Yazi to the hospital again on Friday. The doctor told him to take less medicine."

Li An: "He told me, and I said it's snowing, you guys should go out less and stay home more and watch TV."

Mother An: "Yeah, don't worry about us, everything is fine."

Li An: "Have you visited Grandpa these past two days?"

Mother An: "I just went there yesterday. It was OK. Did you eat eight-treasure porridge last night? I finished it."

Li An: "As long as I can eat."

Mother An: "Oh, if you insist this time, the doctor will say your grandpa will make it and live another three to five years."

Li An: "That's good, that's good."

Mother An: "Are you still busy these two days?"

Lee Ang: "That's it. It's OK. I don't have anything to do at the end of the month. It's just that the students have a lot of things to do, such as exams and performances."

Mother An: "Then you have to take good care of the other kids."

Li An: "Yes, yes." An's mother: "How is Xiao Chen these days?"

Li An: "She worked hard, preparing for exams and papers, but everything went smoothly."

Mother An: “That’s good.”

At this time, Lao Li's distant voice came from the phone, "Go ask him."

After a moment, "Your father will tell you."

Li Anle: “Hello.”

Lao Li's voice came: "What are you making that noise? The range hood is on. Aren't you going to eat?"

Li An: "I've eaten. I just finished cleaning the pot and I'm cooking now."

Old Li said doubtfully, "Can I send you some more beef and mutton? I'll also make you some sauce. Can the refrigerator hold all the meat?"

Li An thought for a moment, "Dad, please send me more. Divide it into eight portions, ten kilograms of mutton and ten kilograms of beef each. Also send me four boxes of wolfberries, one box with eight boxes, two boxes of red and two boxes of black."

Lao Li: "Say it again slowly so your mother can remember it."

Li An: "No need, I'll make a list and send it to you later."

Lao Li: “Okay, just send it to me.”

Li An: "Hey Dad, how come you have a holiday during the Chinese New Year?"

Lao Li: "I'll do it as usual and see how the shifts are arranged."

Li An's mind moved: "Can I get a week's vacation?"

Lao Li: “What?”

Li An: "It's okay, I'm just asking. Okay, I won't say more. I'm busy here."

Lao Li: "Yeah, don't stay up late, you need to eat breakfast."

Li An: "Oh my."

Lao Li: "That's it."

After the call was disconnected, Li Ang lit another cigarette.

A few children suggested that day that they invite their grandparents to come over to celebrate the New Year, but Ang Lee didn't even think twice about it.

But he has been thinking about this matter these past two days, and it seems that it is not impossible. On the one hand, he is really busy during the New Year, and running back and forth is one thing, but more importantly, he also wants his parents to come and see his performance on the stage.

To be honest, my parents have never seen his concert live.

But his grandparents are still alive, especially his grandfather. Last time, his father secretly called him and said that his grandfather was not doing well.

But my mother's check-up was fine this time, which is good news. It's the end of the year now, and good things are coming.

happy.

We’ll see when the time comes. It would be a wonderful thought if we could really bring the old couple here to spend the New Year.

As for the accommodation issue, Dingzi's leg won't heal in a short time. Even if Dingzi's leg heals, Xiaoche will have to stay here during the winter vacation to prepare for the competition.

He slept in the study, the car was still a small house, and the old couple lived in his and Chen Xuan's large bedroom.

Yes, there will definitely be no problem with Chen Xuan.

Oh, I wish the house was bigger.

Thinking of the house, Li An began to waver about buying a car. After the enrollment is over, plus the fees from his series of performances, the down payment will definitely be enough, and then he can use the current rent to settle the mortgage at that time.

I just don't know if the housing price can be reduced next year. He can't tell anything from the current situation. If the price drops this month and increases next month, who can grasp the situation? Although the overall trend is downward, who knows the policy for next year?

I'm waiting and seeing. If it doesn't work out, I'll buy a house nearby next year. It's a bit expensive nearby, but Chen Xuan likes the environment here, he's used to living here, and it's convenient to drive there too.

"Practice the piano."

Almost a week had passed, and Li An felt that he could touch his erection again.

There are only twenty days left until the performance.
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mirage.

On the campus of Maritime University, Lao Tang was wandering aimlessly.

The campus is filled with the sound of piano and singing. Christmas is coming soon, followed by New Year's Day, and all the children are busy.

It seemed that Lao Tang was the only one who was idle in the entire campus.

He didn’t think that these brothers and sisters who were still in school were children before. After experiencing some things, when he sees these brothers and sisters again, he thinks that they are just a group of children.

Lao Tang came out after lunch in the afternoon. He didn't want his parents to see his haggard appearance, and he was even more afraid to hear his parents sigh.

After leaving home, he didn't know where to go. His best friends were no longer around. He used to think that his master's sect was his second home.

Now he doesn’t know either, just like what he posted on WeChat Moments, where the feather will fly to, he is very confused.

Just like that, he walked back to the campus.

At least looking at a certain scene on campus could bring back his memories of a certain winter evening when the three musketeers were laughing and marching side by side.

Right on the path he was walking on.

It seems like it was just yesterday.

I don’t know how many times I walked around the campus. Lao Tang couldn’t walk anymore, so he found a bench and sat down casually.

He fished out a cigarette from his pocket and lit one.

After finishing his cigarette, he took out his cell phone.

"Is Sister Youyou here?"

Five minutes later, he received a reply from Lin Youyou.

After a half-hour long call, a long-lost smile appeared on Lao Tang's face.

When there is light in the eyes, even the most haggard smile is a smile full of hope.

After hanging up the phone, Lao Tang sent another message to Lin Youyou: Thank you, Sister Youyou.

Sister Youyou: Think carefully before making a decision.

Lao Tang: I’ve made up my mind. In my entire life, I’ve never made a decision so happily.

Sister Youyou: If there wasn’t that girl named Xue Li in Chengdu, would you still be so happy?

Looking at Lin Youyou's message, Lao Tang smiled again. He took out the small gourd hanging on his chest and fumbled with it for a while. (Volume 181 520: Butterfly )
Lao Tang: I don’t deny that, but even if Xue Li wasn’t here, I would have planned to go to Chengdu. As you said just now, Ang Lee may not be a qualified boss, but he will definitely not treat his friends badly.

Sister Youyou: I’m afraid you won’t be able to come back after this trip.

Lao Tang: Hahahaha, I understand, I understand.

With a swipe of the screen, Lao Tang opened Zhixing.

When you travel on a whim, there’s no time to wait until dawn.
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In a small town in eastern Germany, Lin Youyou saw the ticket booking information sent by Lao Tang and couldn't help but sigh.

I have to say that Ang Lee is really lucky. If Xinxin also decides to go to Chengdu, then Ang Lee's team will be completely solid.

Xinxin's ability and character are definitely not inferior to Lao Tang's, and her professionalism is beyond reproach, but her temper is a bit...
With Lao Tang and Xinxin, I am afraid that there will be no other piano training institution in Chengdu with such teaching staff.

Lao Tang: Keep it a secret for me and let me enjoy two days of vacation first.

Lin Youyou: Be careful on the road.

After replying to Lao Tang’s message, she sent another message to Mu.

'Is the money coming back?'

After one hour.

Mu Xin replied: I only need to get back half of it, and the other half will be used to pay for medical expenses.
Lin Youyou dialed the number directly, but the other party hung up.

Mu Xin: The subway is too noisy. It’s okay, Sister Lin. I smashed my boss’ head. I just came out of the hospital. I’m fine. Don’t worry! I’m about to get home to contact you. I’m done here. The landlord will come to inspect the house on Sunday. If the new boss provides accommodation, I won’t go back to my hometown on New Year’s Day. I’ll go and help.

For a moment, Lin Youyou didn't know whether to be happy for Li Ang or feel worried.

I hope everything goes well.

It will go well.

Ok.

Lin Youyou: Aren’t you still waiting to see your new boss’s concert?
Mu Xin: The landlord agreed to let me check out early, so I can save $1,600 in rent. But money is more important right now!
Lin Youyou: What about the tickets you bought?
Mu Xin: It’s 50% off on Xianyu, please keep it a secret for me, sister!

(End of this chapter)