Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 889 149. To be recognized means to share honor and disgrace
Wang Xiaohu stammered as he expressed his little wish.

Then he continued to remind in a pleading tone, "Teacher, the registration will end next week."

Li An was confused for a moment, "That's it."

"Uh." Wang Xiaohu didn't know what the teacher meant by this tone, and then he made another pious confession.

"Alright, alright." Li An raised his hand to interrupt, "No need to say more, I understand who told you about this master class."

Wang Xiaohu: “On TikTok.”

Li An took out his phone and searched it. There really was such an official event. "Have you told your mother?"

"No." Wang Xiaohu's idea was very simple. If the teacher agreed, his mother would definitely agree. "Teacher, I really don't want to go play. I just want to listen. Teacher, please let me go."

Li An: "Don't worry, there are still two days left, and you should tell your mother about this first, it's not a bad thing."

When Wang Xiaohu heard the teacher say it was not a bad thing, he immediately called out to the teacher, "Tell her, and she will definitely not make things difficult for me."

Li An curled his lips: "Forget it, will your mother embarrass you about this?"

Wang Xiaohu felt awkward: "Oh, teacher, look at how hard I've worked during this period."

Li Anle: "Isn't it what you should do to work hard?"

Wang Xiaohu could hear that the teacher had started teasing him, and the teacher teasing him meant that the matter was done, so he immediately promised: "Teacher, I will definitely continue to work hard in a low-key manner!"

Li An nodded: "Okay, then I'll see how you perform."

Wang Xiaohu: "Teacher, just wait and see how I perform next semester."

Li An waved his hand: "We don't really have to wait until next semester."

Wang Xiaohu: "Huh?"

Li An thought that the boy might jump up soon. "After New Year's Day, I will take you to Guangshi. If you behave well on the way, I promise that you can attend the master class after the New Year. If you don't behave well on the way, then forget about the rest of the trip."

Wang Xiaohu was confused, going to Guangzhou? ?
"Are you going after the final exams?"

Li An: "No, the exact time should be the evening of the 4th. We will be back on the evening of the 6th."

Wang Xiaohu blinked, but he didn't dare to show his happiness. "Teacher, why are we going to Guangshi?"

Li Ang said calmly: "Go watch the Cantonese Symphony Orchestra rehearsal."

Wang Xiaohu: "Thank you, teacher!!!"

Ang Lee: "Huh?"

Wang Xiaohu sat down immediately after hearing the voice, but his eyes were out of control. "Teacher, I promise, I will definitely, definitely, definitely study hard."

Li An smiled comfortingly in his heart, okay, his first reaction was to thank the teacher. Of course, he didn't care about thanking the teacher, but the child's reaction still touched him.

Li An continued calmly: "I have already told your mother, and she agrees. When the time comes, in addition to Commander Fang and me, Che Lin will also go with us."

Wang Xiaohu: "."

Lee An: “Any questions?”

Wang Xiaohu shook his head like a rattle with its head cut off, giving off a strong aura of mental retardation.

Li An smiled: "No problem, just get ready for class."

Wang Xiaohu was stunned, "Teacher, aren't we in class?"

"Why are you talking so much?" Li An gestured to Wang Xiaohu to continue playing this part, "Wait."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the door. He had already heard the whispered conversation outside the door.

Since Lao Tang came so early, he might as well just take it easy today.
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Lao Tang was chatting with Xiao Che about the competition on the sofa. Then he heard the study door open and the sound of the piano coming from inside suddenly became much clearer.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome Teacher Tang."

Seeing Li Ang coming out, Lao Tang hurriedly stood up, and Xiao Che also stood up with a smile.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had classes? I would have come later if I had classes." Lao Tang was not complaining. He just didn't want to disturb Li Ang's work, like in this situation.

Li An ignored Lao Tang and asked Xiang Xiaoche: "Linlin, how many cups of tea has Teacher Tang drunk?"

Xiaoche: “One cup.”

Li An nodded, then looked at Lao Tang: "You've had your tea and rested, so let's get to work."

Lao Tang didn't react for a moment, "What do you mean?"

Li An pointed to the study room and said, "Today's classes are all yours. I'm going to rest."

Car: “Ha”

Lao Tang laughed and said, "Interview, huh?"

Li An: "It seems okay if you say so."

Lao Tang took off his coat directly, and Xiao Che quickly took it, "Teacher Tang, I'll do it."

"Thank you," Lao Tang relaxed his shoulders and shook his neck, looking like he was ready to do something big. Not to mention that suddenly, his mood became cheerful.

Didn’t he come to see Li Ang to teach the children?

"What is Wang Xiaohu going to teach today?" he asked.

Li An: "Whatever you want."

Lao Tang: "I have to understand his progress."

Li Anle: "Go in and listen and watch for yourself."

Lao Tang: "How can I get on this?"

Li An continued to laugh: "You said you wanted an interview."

Lao Tang understood: "How long is the class?"

Li An raised his hand and looked at the time: "He still has half an hour."

Old Tang didn't waste any more time, gave Xiaoche a thumbs up, then turned and went into the study.

"Teacher Tang!"

Wang Xiaohu heard the noise outside, but he didn't know who was coming!
Lao Tang thought about it and decided to be serious. It's not like he had never taught Wang Xiaohu a lesson before, but this kid was a bit naughty at that time.

"Keep playing, we'll continue with the lesson."

Wang Xiaohu: “!?”

Taking a deep breath, Wang Xiaohu blocked out the ten thousand question marks in his mind, retracted his gaze and looked at the music score in front of him.

He raised his hand and put down his fingers, and the sound of the piano rang out again.

Eh?
Lao Tang couldn't hear clearly outside, but when he listened to it up close, he had a different feeling in his heart. This beginning is quite interesting.

It’s not that Wang Xiaohu’s playing at the beginning was amazing, but that Wang Xiaohu achieved a high degree of harmony in controlling the volume and speed.

This cannot be judged by whether the performance is good or bad; it is entirely a matter of full understanding of the score.

From this point alone, we can see that Wang Xiaohu did a lot of homework for this work.

This is also what is valuable. This is just an ordinary exercise.

After listening for a while, Lao Tang had to admit that this young man had made great progress.

Compared to the last time he saw her.

He has grown taller and looks like a big boy now.

Lao Tang walked gently to the piano and sat down. Wang Xiaohu was not affected at all, and his focused eyes never left the music score.

Yes, this kind of blind playing by looking at the score has always been advocated by Teacher Huang.
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Outside the door, Li An asked Xiaoche what the thumbs-up given to you by Teacher Tang meant?
Xiao Che smiled and explained that she and Teacher Tang were just talking about her competition repertoire, and as soon as she finished speaking, Teacher Tang gave her a thumbs up.

“And then you came out.”

Li An picked up the teacup, "So you told her you live here?"

"No." Xiaoche said and held out his hand.

Ang Lee's teacup was taken away by a cart before it even reached his lips.

Xiaoche filled the cup with water and returned it to the teacher, then asked quietly, "Teacher, have you told him?"

"Yeah." Li An took a sip of water, "Continue to do your homework."

Car: "Yeah!"

Li An: "Wait."

Car: "Huh?"

Ang Lee: "Did you know that he wanted to attend a conducting master class?"

Car: "Uh."

Li An understood what was happening and smiled, "Go ahead."

The car chuckled and turned around and ran away.

After the car returned to the house, Ang Lee reopened the promotional brochure for the master class. He had never heard of the conducting master class.

After flipping through it carefully, he thought it was quite good.

In addition to special lectures on work analysis and orchestration, there are also professional conducting classes.

Wang Xiaohu is too young and can only listen from the audience. If Wang Xiaohu were older and had more experience, he could really try to participate in small classes where he would take turns to rehearse works on the podium and receive close guidance from the master.

The activity was indeed good. When Li An saw that there was also a topic about the rehearsal of the youth wind orchestra, he thought of Zhang Miao. He believed that Zhang Miao should also go and listen.

After this semester, Zhang Miao has become the future rehearsal teacher of the Shu Ren Wind Orchestra that Li Ang has chosen.

I just don’t know if Zhang Miao has any intention in this regard. If Zhang Miao is willing, he is willing to let Zhang Miao study at his own expense.

He then sent the link to Zhang Miao, and Li An sent a message to Xu Li.

Xu Li registered Wang Xiaohu directly online.

Xu Li asked Li An whether he would go at that time, and Li An said it depends on the situation.

At the moment, he has the time and the intention to go. If nothing goes wrong, he will go, and he also wants to study.
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Half an hour later, Wang Xiaohu finished class.

"Thank you, Teacher Tang."

"You're welcome. Pay attention to the use of your arms here. You'll find that a lot of left-hand patterns use this technique later."

"Ah."

"Okay, you can leave now."

"See you later, Teacher Tang."

Wang Xiaohu packed up the music score and left the study, and then Li Ang came to the study.

"Are you okay?" Li An asked.

Lao Tang replied: "Yes, he has made great progress."

Ang Lee smiled.

Lao Tang: "Really? Are you slowing him down?"

Based on Wang Xiaohu's performance in class and comprehensive consideration of Wang Xiaohu's current learning content, Lao Tang feels that Wang Xiaohu is fully capable of starting the next stage of learning.

But when he asked Wang Xiaohu, Wang Xiaohu said he had to finish playing all the exercises in this book.

Talking about this issue, Ang Lee also wanted to exchange ideas with Lao Tang.

Li An: "You think I'm slowing him down."

Lao Tang: “Yes, I don’t think he needs to play every etude that comes next.”

Lee An: “Be more specific.”

Lao Tang: "First, a lot of repetitive sentences waste time. Second, he already has the speed and balance required for his fingers at this stage. Third, his current weak link is his left hand. 849 has too few exercises for the left hand."

After a pause, he said, "I know you know these things better than me, so I am quite curious."

Lee Ang: "He wants to take command."

Lao Tang was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I understand."

Ang Lee: "So rather than what he needs to play, I pay more attention to how he handles each piece he gets. Perhaps for most piano children, they are all the same exercises, but if a conductor handles these exercises, they will definitely give each piece a different color."

"I hope that Wang Xiaohu will consciously distinguish, explore, and find differences in similarities from now on."

Old Tang sighed and nodded, then smiled: "I was quite surprised at how Wang Xiaohu played the beginning. I felt it was not something a child of his age would play. So here it is. How did you guide him?"

Li An: "Starting from the score, in fact, as long as you strictly refer to the score, you can find the subtle differences in each piece, but most of our teachers don't pay much attention to this."

"Or the teacher knows it in his heart, you know."

Lao Tang smiled helplessly: "Yes."

Ang Lee: "So if you ask me how I guide him, I'd say I can be more detailed, but the key is that he is willing to listen, willing to discover and try."

Lao Tang: "Do you teach every child like this?"

Li An: "Depending on the children's different situations and personalities, my emphasis and approach will also be adjusted. The key is to make sure every child can gain something in every class."

Lao Tang expressed his admiration in his heart. As a teacher, Lao Tang thought he was serious enough, but compared with Li Ang, he felt a little ashamed.

Only teachers who have experienced it know exactly how tiring it is to teach in this way.

Lao Tang laughed: "Is this our teaching purpose?"

Li An followed with a smile: "Are you a little regretful about coming here?"

Lao Tang: "I really want to try something so challenging."

Ang Lee: "Actually, Lao Wu and I discussed this issue once, and I found that you all have the same approach, and you never repeat anything."

Lao Tang: “We really couldn’t do anything in that environment, and neither could the teachers.”

Li An: "Yes, I understand. It's not just your place, it's the same everywhere in the country. Now it's all about selection, not training."

Lao Tang: "So we have all become piano-playing machines, and this does not include you and Lao Wu."

Ang Lee: "Old Tang, I don't agree with what you said. Isn't your personal style obvious enough?"

Lao Tang sighed, "That's it."

Ang Lee: "No, no, in my eyes, you don't just play in a standard way, you have expression, and I like your expression very much."

Old Tang's eyes changed slightly, and then he asked with a smile in the same tone as Li Ang just now: "Be more specific."

Ang Lee: "Take Leon Lai's dripping allegro for example. When we had a competition, four out of five people who played this piece overemphasized the urgency of the technique."

"Indeed, this is our standard academic playing style. The person who plays it shows off, and the person who hears it enjoys it."

"But the scope of this segment has become narrower, and it has become pure showmanship."

"This is also true for the similar passages played by Liang Chunyu on the hammer piano. This is actually a genetic disease, at least in my opinion, and our generation is a victim."

“Is it really good to play like this? I don’t think so. From a purely listening perspective, continuous emphasis can give people a sense of bragging. When the entire passage is bragging, the listener’s ears can easily feel monotonous.”

"I think this is a manifestation of the performer's lack of understanding of his own performance. It is a pathological state of limited thinking."

Old Tang couldn't help but nodded following Li An's words: "Yes."

Li An changed the subject and continued, "When I heard you play that part, I thought to myself that this guy has absolutely first-rate musical taste."

Lao Tang: “Ha.”

Ang Lee: "At that time, you gave me the feeling that you had the skills but were not obsessed with them. You were using the skills to outline the music and the sense of space. I thought it was great. Teacher Wei once talked about a state of mind, and I think he was talking about you."

Lao Tang gradually stopped smiling.

Li An: "Teacher Wei said that there is a realm of performers that is difficult for ordinary people to reach. This kind of people use the sound of the piano to show their cultivation, and at the same time they have absolute confidence to compete in the music world."

Lao Tang frowned slightly.

Ang Lee: "Listening to your performance of Dawn, I thought of Teacher Wei's comment. I think you are that kind of performer."

"But you will definitely suffer if you do this."

“That’s a competition.”

"I also thought that you might not really be here to participate in the competition."

"Lao Tang, having said that, I don't know if you went there to participate in the competition. If you did, then I really admire you."

After a pause, "If you weren't here to participate in the competition, I would admire you even more."

Lao Tang moved his mouth, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

Li An: "Whether you are here or not, I still say the same thing. You are the only one missing. Before I met you, I never thought you would really come. But you came. You came. What you can bring to me and to the children is beyond your imagination."

A sigh.

"You are really needed here."

a long time.

Lao Tang: “Thank you.”

A gentleman will die for his friend. Lao Tang feels that after all these years, he has finally met someone who understands him.

It’s not that Old Wu doesn’t want to understand him, he just knows that’s Old Wu’s personality.

It is difficult to change a person's character.

Lao Tang doesn't want to be understood deliberately, nor does he want to tell anyone what to do, even if they are his best friends.

That's just his personality, and it's hard to change.

He likes to leave just the right amount of traces, with a little bit of excitement occasionally.

Just like this moment.

Piano Classroom No. 4, from this moment on, Lao Tang felt that he had formed a huge bond with these words.

This bond is called sharing honor and disgrace.