Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 884 144. Bullet trump card? A slap in the face
Going to Guangzhou?
Xu Li's first reaction was not the final exam after New Year's Day. If she remembered correctly, Ang Lee had to go to Guangzhou for a rehearsal before his official performance.

"When you replied to my message this afternoon, I was at Fang Zhi's house. The time at Guangzhou International Studies University has been set. We have to go there for rehearsal next weekend."

"We rehearse with the band, and the conductor is in charge of the process. At first, I really didn't think about bringing Xiaohu with me, but when I talked about rehearsal with Director Fang today, I thought of how he looked on the podium last night."

"Learning conducting is different from learning instrumental music. There are too few opportunities to learn in practice. It is even more rare to observe a professional orchestra rehearsal live, so I asked Fang Zhi."

"Fang Zhi said yes."

Hearing Fang Zhi say yes, Xu Li couldn't help but feel happy.

Li An: "I thought it would be fine to take one or two. Che Lin will be participating in the Xiao Xiao Contest after the Chinese New Year, so I'll take her to a big concert hall in another city to experience it."

Xu Li: "How is Che Lin preparing recently?"

Li An: "That's great. I'll just have to wait for the winter break. After all, I'm in junior high school now, so I can't guarantee myself time to practice the piano."

Xu Li: "Has her family decided to let her take this path?"

Li An: "Almost. But whether you go or not, you can't give up studying. Just get through these few years."

Xu Li: "Che Lin is fine."

Lee Ang: "I hope so. Sometimes I feel reluctant to see these kids grow up."

Xu Li smiled and said, "All parents have this thought to some extent. You should hurry up when Teacher Chen comes back."

Li An: "It's still too early for us. I guess when our children reach the age to really learn music, Xiaohu and Chelin can be her teachers."

Xu Li: "How wonderful! It can be considered a kind of inheritance."

Li An: "Why does it sound like we are of different generations?"

Ha ha ha ha--

After getting off the car at the gate of the community, Li An and Xu Li agreed to set off together tomorrow afternoon.

"Is the rental contract with you?"

"It's all the same, Sister Xu, just keep it and see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

After bidding farewell to Ang Lee, Xu Li drove away.

She wanted to give some advice just now, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Of course she was happy about the two children going to Guangzhou together, but she was still a little worried due to some objective circumstances.

But she believed that Li An could arrange it.

After arriving home, Xu Li had nothing to do for a while, so she wanted to help her son pack his luggage in advance.

But when she reached the door of her son's bedroom, she gave up the idea.

Now that the child is older, she can no longer enter and leave the child's bedroom at will.

Forget it, I’ll clean it up myself when he comes back.
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When Ang Lee returned home, Mazurka was playing in the study.

"Play yours."

Pushing the door and entering the study, Li An walked straight past the car and sat down in front of Xiao Hei.

In the afternoon, Fang Yongbo finally asked him to come back and think about the climax part again. This was the result of their discussion in the afternoon.

From some perspectives, Fang Yongbo's asking him to think about it further was undoubtedly an acknowledgement of his ideas. However, due to the complexity of the stage, Fang Yongbo did not dare to assert today that the official performance would use the version he presented in the afternoon.

He could understand this very well, and he didn't think about how it must be done.

Compared to his excitement when he first learned that he was going to cooperate with Canton Fair, he is now calm.

Being calm certainly doesn't mean that he has no expectations. On the contrary, the thinking after being calm allows him to discover more possibilities in Bo Er's score.

If he were put in the same state as at a summer music festival, he would probably just focus on rushing forward according to his current state. That state does have a special effect on live performances, but the price is that he will inevitably miss some other possibilities.

From the impulsive me who wanted a feeling, to the calm me who then discovered more feelings, through vertical comparison, Ang Lee can still find his own progress in this period.

Perhaps this is the only way for a performer to mature.

"when!"

A gorgeous chord suddenly burst out from Xiao Hei's guitar case, and the harmony in the study was instantly interrupted.

The little cars, who had long been accustomed to practicing on their own, now stopped and looked at the teacher.

The teacher played another chord, and the poetic feeling was not based on melancholy but on the lively twilight mood, which instantly filled Xiaoche's heart. It was so beautiful.
But just when the car was still immersed in this wonderful experience, the harmony disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye like a released dove. It was so painful!

"Why did it stop?" Li An withdrew his hand and looked at the car.

Xiaoche thought that he had stopped because he had stopped, so he said hurriedly, "Teacher, please play. I just want to hear you play this part."

"I'm done playing," Li An smiled and picked up his phone, "It's ten o'clock, let's end it."

Finished! ?

How is that possible? Then Xiaoche thought of a term that the teacher mentioned to her last time.

"Teacher, is this the gravity of harmony you mentioned last time?"

Li An turned his head: "Can you feel it?"

Xiaoche nodded: "Yes."

Li An put down his phone and said, "Tell me how you feel."

Xiao Che thought for a long time and said, "Teacher, I can't tell you."

Li An was not disappointed and smiled: "Go ahead and boil some milk."

After Xiaoche finished boiling the milk, he trotted back to the living room. "Teacher, I have a feeling. You just played three chords. When the first chord came out, it felt like it was going to end. But when the second chord came out, it didn't end, but it made me feel more strongly that it was going to end. Then you played the third chord, and I thought it was so beautiful. My brain was drained. I wanted to wait for the fourth chord to come out. I thought the fourth chord must be a end, but you didn't play it."

After a pause, "Teacher, is it really over?"

Li An nodded: "Yes, it's over."

"Ah!" Xiaoche was going crazy. It was like reading a wonderful detective novel. When the murderer was about to be revealed at the end, he turned to the next page and there were only three words: "The End of Book".

Li An smiled: "Why? Are you feeling so uncomfortable?"

Xiaoche put down the milk pan. She really didn't want to believe that it was over. "Teacher, you didn't lie to me."

"Think again, was the last chord a cadence?" Ang Lee guided.

Xiao Che thought back to the sound effects just now for a moment. Theoretically, it was the end, but the music gave her a strong feeling that the final scene had not yet arrived.

Suddenly a bold idea popped up in Xiaoche's mind.

"Teacher, did you do this on purpose?"

Ang Lee: "What else? We have to consider that a piece of work is so long, we can't satisfy the audience all at once."

Xiaoche asked hurriedly: "What was it like in the end?"

Li An: "In the end, you guess."

The little car was concentrating on his studies, but when he heard you guess, he couldn't hold it anymore, "Teacher!"

"Sit down and drink your milk." Seeing the resentment on the child's face, Li An stopped playing with the child and said, "I will tell you what it is like behind now. You can only imagine it, but you can't hear it."

Xiao Che scratched his head, thinking the same thing, then sighed and muttered a little unwillingly: "We can't hear it either."

Xiao Che knew that what the teacher had just played was the cadenza of the first movement of Olga II, and there were so many notes left. Even if the teacher told her which notes the emotion ended with, she would not be able to hear the teacher play it live.

Because the days when the teacher performed were during their final exams, otherwise she would have wanted to secretly buy tickets to watch the teacher's performance.

Anyway, she already knew how to take the train.

"What if you can hear it?"

Xiaoche was stunned for a moment, then his expression became extremely interesting.

"Linlin, let me tell you something."

"I'm going to participate in the lottery on January 5th and 6th, and I plan to take you with me." "Huh?!!"

"Shhh, calm down and sit down."

Xiaoche covered his mouth and sat down!

"I've already talked to your dad, and he agrees. We'll ask for leave from school in advance, and we'll leave on the evening of the 4th. Do you want to go?"

Xiaoche nodded vigorously.

Li An smiled and said, "But let me tell you first, you may not be able to hear what you want to hear in the end even if you go there."

Xiaoche then looked puzzled.

Ang Lee couldn't explain this problem to the child. The cadenza that Xiaoche just heard was different from the one he played at Fang Yongbo's house.

It’s an upgraded version of the afternoon.

It can be considered as a bullet he left for this performance.

The reason why this version was not played to Fang Yongbo was because he himself had not figured out where the bullet would hit.

It all depends on Ercai's performance on the spot. The entire orchestra is in place. This is Bo Er's real ability. Only then can he know more clearly where to hit the bullet most appropriately.

If Bo Er is his personal show, he can play in any launch.

He was always clear that "Bo Er" was first a symphonic work, not his personal show.

Of course, it is also possible that the bullet cannot be fired at all, or it may be fired by other voice parts. These are not things he can control.

But at least today she has shared part of it with the good little car.

The gravity of harmony is the final trump card that Ang Lee has prepared for his cooperation with the Canton Fair.

"Linlin, you have to know that there are many kinds of great piano works in history. The greatness of one kind of great piano works does not lie in how beautiful its melody is, nor in the excellent appreciation experience it brings to people, nor in its grand narrative, but in its obedience to music."

Xiao Che nodded thoughtfully: "Teacher, Wang Xiaohu said that Brahms's Second Piano Concerto is a symphony."

Li An smiled suspiciously: "When did he tell you that?"

Xiaoche: “It’s early.”

Lee Ang: “He’s right.”

Xiaoche Xi: "I understand."

Then he picked up the milk pot again, drank it and started blowing it.

"Oh, right." Li An almost forgot, "Wang Xiaohu is going too."

Xiaoche was even happier when he heard it: "Great!"

Li Anle: "You also think we should take him with us."

Xiao Che nodded: "He is more suitable to go than me. Every week when he goes home, he will look for the conductor's rehearsal video on the Internet and check the dictionary while watching."

Lee Ang: "Dictionary? Music dictionary?"

Xiaoche: "No, it's an English dictionary. Many rehearsal videos have English subtitles. He couldn't understand them, so he kept pausing them."

Li An: "Okay, sure."

Xiaoche: "Uncle Fang will definitely speak Chinese during the rehearsal, so he won't have to look up a dictionary. He will definitely be very happy."

Li An: “That makes sense.”

Xiaoche: "Teacher, does he know?"

Li An: "I don't know. I haven't told him yet. Don't tell him in advance."

Xiaoche: "Well, teacher, is the Canon arrangement going smoothly tonight?"

Li An: "Very good. Don't tell me, Wang Xiaohu has made great progress in piano this semester. Have you noticed?"

Xiaoche: "Yes, it feels like the things he plays have shapes."
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The next morning, Ang Lee practiced the piano at home for the whole morning.

The meal was ready at 11:30 and Xiaoche came back just in time. During the meal, Li Ang told Xiaoche to eat by himself in the afternoon.

"After watching your senior sister's performance, I have to go to Shu Ren. The wind band has to rehearse in the evening."

"Teacher, remember to record the video for me!"

"Don't worry, if you have enough time tonight, don't practice the Mazurka. You can put the Mazurka aside and practice the Nocturne and Waltz instead."

"Ok!"

Xiaoche got up from his lunch break and went to school. Li An took a shower and changed his clothes.

While waiting for Xu Li to be free, he ordered a bouquet of flowers.

He received a call from Xu Li at three o'clock, went downstairs, and the two of them set off for Rongyuan.

At this time, a Guzheng concert had just ended in the Rongyuan studio. The next concert was a string quartet from the orchestra department, followed by a performance by the pop department's Totwo band.

During the performance season, it is very difficult to park in front of Rongyuan. Ang Lee has extraordinary experience in this regard.

"Sister Xu, we won't go any further."

After crossing the intersection and one kilometer away from Rongyuan, Li An turned around and parked the car in front of the Four Seasons Hotel.

"It will definitely be difficult to park in front of the school today."

Listening to Li An's explanation, Xu Li didn't know what to do. Brother, she understood that it was difficult to park in front of the school gate, but there was no need to park so far away.

Alright alright.

The two got out of the car. Li An was proud of himself for parking the car in the right place in one go today. Suddenly, he was stunned. He saw a figure wearing a hat pushing a suitcase and walking into the hotel gate.

Old soup?!
Take a closer look, isn't this Lao Tang's camouflage suitcase? !

"It's grass."

Li An didn't know what to say for a moment. The two of them were still chatting online the night before, and today the other person appeared in front of him.

This guy came to relax without even telling me!
Xu Li followed Li An's gaze and saw that he looked familiar: "Who is he?"

"Tang Shaochong!"

Following Li Ang's shout, the figure in front of the hotel door suddenly turned around.

They looked at each other from a distance, one with eyes full of "anger" and the other with a face full of "smile".
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"what's the situation?"

Li An strode towards Lao Tang, and Lao Tang also walked towards him quickly.

"What's going on?" Lao Tang had originally planned to contact Ang Lee after watching Xue Li's performance today. Now that he had met her, it was just right:
"Didn't I tell you that I was coming to seek refuge?"

Depart?!
"You just got off the plane?" Li An didn't take the other party's surrender seriously at all, and said with a hint of blame in his tone, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

Old Tang smiled and asked, "Why don't you believe me?" Then his eyes turned to Xu Li, whom he remembered. "Long time no see, Sister Xu."

Xu Li smiled: "Teacher Tang."

Li An sighed: "That's fine, it's good to go out and relax."

Lao Tang: "No, Li An, to tell you the truth, I have already made up my mind."

After a pause, he said, "If you haven't recruited enough teachers yet, I plan to formally submit my job application tomorrow."

Seeing that Li An's brows were twisted into a "川" shape, Lao Tang smiled again: "But let's not talk about work today."

Immediately afterwards, Lao Tang’s back was almost pierced by Li Ang’s slap.

It hurts, but it’s real and I’m happy.

"You're the only one missing." Li An didn't know what to say at this moment.

"Here I am." Old Tang raised the corner of his mouth when he thought of what Lin Youyou said to him last night.

It’s just as Sister Youyou expected.