Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 892 152. Insider Genius and Idiot

After throwing out a bunch of trash talk, Lao Tang felt a pleasure he had never felt before.

"Are you happy?"

"It's a pleasure."

"Old Tang, to be honest, you are quite eloquent."

"Thank you so much, it's just a pure compliment."

"Painful realization."

"Hahaha."

Li An parked the car and handed Lao Tang two pieces of paper, "Wipe your sweat."

"Hoo." Lao Tang got out of the car and lit a cigarette, "Another one?"

Li An took the cigarette handed to him by Lao Tang and asked, "Have we moved on?"

"It's over." Lao Tang let out a sigh and no longer worried about the last month's salary.

If he had been tougher at the time, he would have gotten his money back.

Don’t think about it anymore. Anyway, the capital is returned.

"Hey, I just wanted to ask you, when will the sign be hung? And when will the piano be in place?"

Li An: "Everything is ready. We will put it up and put it into the piano after the New Year's Day holiday."

Lao Tang: “All done.”

Li An: "All done. When Mu Xin arrives, we'll have to think about the opening concert."

Lao Tang: "Will the children come up?"

Ang Lee: "First, we have a Vivaldi septet, then Che Lin will play Beethoven, Ji Yang will play Haydn, and I have another art student, let him play Chopin. I roughly calculated that there may be about ten minutes of music left."

Lao Tang: "Just play a random song at the end."

Li An: "I won't play anymore. So, you and Mu Xin can play the four-hand duet at the end."

Lao Tang: "No conflict, that's good, this way we have all the forms."

Ang Lee: "I'll be the host, and the stage is up to you."

When they got home, they started to clean up the table. Old Tang thought of Tang Xiaoxing, whom he had mentioned during dinner, and said, "Play some music."

Ang Lee took out his phone and turned to the Chopin played by Tang Xiaoxing at the concert. He then clicked on the video and put the phone on the coffee table.

After a burst of noisy applause, the sound of piano began to emanate after a while.

"Ding-dong-dong! Ding--"

A firm and solid descending scale appeared, and Lao Tang felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

Although the video sound quality is poor, Lao Tang was still shocked by the coherent motives conveyed by the four sentences.

"Third Sonata."

"Yes." Li An put down the dishes and chopsticks, "Just listen slowly, I'll go wash the dishes."

When Ang Lee came back, Lao Tang was already squatting beside his cell phone, motionless, with Ba Wan walking back and forth beside him.

"What do you mean?" Li An asked with a smile.

"Okay." At this moment, Lao Tang understood even more clearly why Li An only said "Okay" when he asked him.

"She plays very well," Lao Tang couldn't help but praise again, "Who is her teacher?"

Li An: "Chen Yanqiu."

Lao Tang: "I thought she had to learn from Zhao Weilin."

Li An: "Chen Yanqiu is close to the Tang family, and they and Huayuan are two different circles."

Lao Tang: "I heard that Chen Yanqiu is quite ostracized in the Beijing circle."

Ang Lee: "Everyone is playing their own game, so it can't be said that they are ostracizing each other. If we have to say it, it should be mutual exclusion."

Lao Tang: "I don't know much about Chen Yanqiu. I only met him a few times during our competition. Later, Lao Wu said that he was a very nice person. During the Asian Youth Championship, Lao Wu was injured, and he even asked Lao Wu to negotiate with the judges on the score."

Ang Lee: "He is a very respectable person. At least in my opinion, he is really working to promote piano education in China. He invited Mr. Charlie, Professor Anna, Du Mei and Fu Lai Shi to our summer camp. The ten-day camp includes accommodation, four courses, three days of activities, and a two-day trip to Yanjing. During this time, every child performed on stage. Please give me an estimate."

Lao Tang: "At least one child should cost at least 6,000 yuan."

Li An: "Two thousand eight."

Lao Tang: “How much?”

Li An: "You heard it right, two thousand eight."

Lao Tang was dumbfounded, this was completely a loss-making project.

Ang Lee: "Do you know how the summer camp next door works? They rented a venue in the suburbs of South Korea, and then got some professors from China to go there, plus some local university professors. The starting price for one child is 17,000, not including airfare. If the parents want to accompany the child, they have to pay another 10,000. If you want to take one-on-one lessons, you have to pay. If you want to perform on the stage with the masters, you have to pay more."

Lao Tang: "Hey, I'm very familiar with this routine."

Li An: "You guys should be fine."

Lao Tang Le: "Don't use us as an excuse, we don't deserve it. I'm talking about the neighbor next door. I've been a victim of this before. The international summer camp, the accommodation is worse than the low-rent housing, not to mention the food. The funniest thing was that during the opening ceremony, there were a group of Chinese children sitting below, and the speaker was a famous Chinese professor. But the professor insisted on speaking in English, and I was really shocked by his pronunciation."

Li An: "Hahahaha, this really breaks my defense."

Lao Tang: "International summer camp, I went abroad, but I didn't see many foreigners, except when I went to the supermarket."

Li An: "Hey, so do you think they can tolerate someone like Chen Yanqiu?"

Lao Tang: “Yes.”

Li An: "Of course, there is a conflict of interest on both sides, but if I were a parent, I would definitely be willing to spend the money on Chen Yanqiu. Some people go too far."

Lao Tang: "It's okay. We are still young. They will definitely go before us."

Lee Ang: "That's what I said, but the root of the problem is not here."

Lao Tang: "Yellow card warning."

Li An: "It's unfair, totally unfair!"

At this moment, after a brief silence, a heavy introduction came from the mobile phone, and the piano seemed to be taking difficult steps, approaching the two step by step.

It was just a video, but it brought Lao Tang a sense of mental oppression.

"No wonder this kid doesn't participate in the competition. What kind of competition is he taking part in at this level?" Old Tang sighed for the Nth time.

Li An: "On the one hand, her family also intends to protect her and does not want her to be disturbed too much by the outside world."

Lao Tang paused and asked: "What is this child's personality like?"

Lee Ang: "He has good character, is well behaved and obedient, but is a little timid and not very good at socializing with people his own age."

Lao Tang: "I understand. It's kind of pitiful when you think about it."

Li An also thought so at first, but then he thought it was nothing. Compared with her peers, Tang Xiaoxing did miss out on a part of her childhood due to her birth, which she had no choice of. But she also got resources that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

All we can say is that there are gains and losses, and Tang Xiaoxing also found his own form through this summer camp.

"She is doing well now. She occasionally posts on WeChat Moments. On weekends, she can have meals and go out with classmates from all over the world. Her daily life is also fulfilling, with piano practice, classes, and rehearsals."

Lao Tang: "She's out already?"

Li An: "Chai Yang."

Lao Tang: "Then his family has plans."

Li An: "Well, it's the next Xiao race at the moment."

Lao Tang: "Is it too small?"

Li An: "There was also a 16-year-old in the previous session who also won an award. How should I answer this question? There are pros and cons. I guess her family will also consider her overall condition and will not force her to participate. Lao Chen also said so. Now we can prepare in advance."

"why are you laughing."

Lao Tang: "I suddenly thought, if she didn't attend this session, and waited for the next session, which is eight years later, maybe she and Xiao Che would be in the same session."

Li An laughed when he heard this: "What are you talking about?"

Lao Tang: "Why, you don't have confidence?"

Li An was unhappy: "I know anyone who doesn't have confidence in her. I'm putting it this way. As long as she wants to participate, she will definitely be able to participate when the time comes. Do you believe it?"

Lao Tang: "Why are you so anxious? I believe it."

Li An curled his lips: "I'm not in a hurry, I'm just emphasizing."

Lao Tangle: "I don't believe I can say that they might meet each other by then."

Li An thought for a moment and said, "I have never considered letting her participate in the Xiao competition one day."

Lao Tang: "Whether you want to or not is your business. Do you know whether the child wants to or not?"

Li An: "What I mean is that I don't want her to set participating in the Xiao Competition as a goal. The Xiao Competition is too big for a pianist. It is not just a competition. How many geniuses have fallen because of their obsession with it?"

“And to be a true master you don’t need to prove yourself with a single match result.”

Lao Tang: "That's true, but you have to be mentally prepared. She's only thirteen years old this year. You can't predict her psychological changes, just like you can't predict her growth rate. Can you predict her level in three years?"

Li An shook his head, then nodded after a moment. Old Tang: "I once discussed Che Lin with the county chief, and we came to the same conclusion. She is not the best in a certain stage. At least when we were in the attached middle school, we didn't meet a student like Che Lin. She is too unique."

"When we were in the first grade of the affiliated middle school, many excellent Xiao Lian had finished playing. Every day, we competed to see who could play faster and whose rapid flow could reach 2:15."

"For example, if you play Glinka's Nightingale, wow, it's so cool, no, I have to play it too. What kind of music is it? We think what we play is music."

"In the morning, you were teaching Wang Xiaohu inside, and I was chatting with Che Lin outside. We were talking about the competition repertoire, and I asked her if she found it difficult."

"Do you know what she said?"

Li An: “What?”

Lao Tang: "She said the more she played, the harder it became."

Li An: "What did she say?"

Lao Tang: "She said that every two days when she looked at the score again, she would feel something was strange, some notes seemed familiar to her but also unfamiliar to her."

Li An laughed: "I had to find a new way to approach them."

Lao Tang: “She told you.”

Lee Ang: "But she didn't tell me she felt bad."

Lao Tang: "Are you not putting too much pressure on her?"

Ang Lee: "There was a period like this before, I didn't realize it at the time, but later I realized it, and now I am still working hard to change it."

Lao Tang: "Maybe she doesn't want to see you disappointed in her. After all, look at these songs: Puppy Waltz, Beethoven's Presto No. 1 in F minor, Nocturne Op. 55 No. 1 in F minor, Mazurka in A minor, and Three Inventions in D major. Am I right?"

Ang Lee: "B major."

Lao Tang: "Okay, then the last three-part invention in B major is the most difficult. It is really difficult, but she said she hasn't practiced it yet."

Lee Ang: “We haven’t started yet.”

Lao Tang: "Except for this song, given her level, I won't talk about how much progress she has made in the past six months. I don't know the details. Just take her level when she participated in the Rongcheng Cup. Are these songs difficult technically?"

Ang Lee: "Yes."

Lao Tang: "This shows that no matter what she plays, she already has something in her mind that she wants to express through the notes."

"I don't know when you started, but I attended a concert of my brother-in-law in my junior year, and I realized that all I had been playing for so many years were just notes, and I never thought about getting close to them."

"Lee An, she's just turned thirteen."

Lee Ang: "Thirteen years and four months."

Lao Tang: "But she is still a child after all. When I asked her if she was looking forward to participating in the Xiao Xiao competition, she felt a little embarrassed and her eyes shifted to the kitten, but she nodded in the end."

Li An suddenly thought of Tang Xiaoxing who was also looking forward to participating in a competition. Tang Xiaoxing wanted to break free from his constraints, so what was Xiaoche doing this time?

Maybe there are many reasons. He has talked with Xiaoche about similar topics more than once, and he believes that Xiaoche is fine.

So this time he wasn't so eager to know.

He would know.

He didn't know how many times he had analyzed Lao Tang's analysis in his mind. In fact, he discovered it when he first guided Xiao Che to play My Motherland Octet.

At that time he thought the girl was "weird".

The first time Xiao Che played the piano in front of him, he remembered very clearly the introductory melody of the first three bars of the first part of "My Motherland".

Before the performance began, the girl sat there blankly with empty eyes, as if her body was the only one in the rehearsal room.

After all, it was their first contact, so he couldn't say anything.

At that time, he was very worried about whether this silent girl could play a part.

As a result, when he asked everyone to start, Xiaoche seemed to come alive, with all his body language and eyes showing, and then he gave him an affirmative response with a firm finger.

What a strange girl! When she is not playing the piano, she is like a small piece of wood. When she plays the piano, she is like a breeze that will drift away at any time.

This child is not only "weird", but also a bit "stupid".

On that day, Ang Lee rehearsed with the children for the first time. Due to the special circumstances at the time, even though the children had many problems, he was reluctant to speak directly, and there were many parents sitting in at the time.

So he took the initiative to ask the children what questions they had, and he also hoped to interact with the children in this way.

All the children were very enthusiastic, raising their hands and asking questions, but Xiaoche was the only one who never raised his hand.

When he asked again, Xiaoche raised his hand this time.

Ang Lee walked over and was stunned. The other kids were asking about the rehearsal repertoire, but Ang Lee directly took out Czerny from his bag.

"Huh?" Lao Tang couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Ang Lee: "I was completely stunned at the time. I thought to myself, what are you doing? We are just solving the problem of rehearsal repertoire."

Lao Tang: "You didn't say I can't ask other questions."

Li An curled his lips: "You are just arguing. Can a normal child do such a thing? Then she turned to the sixth item, and without saying a word, she pointed to a section of the left hand going up and looked at me without saying a word."

Lao Tang: "It's hard to imagine Che Lin was like this before, but she seems pretty cute."

Li An smiled and sighed: "She is also a child with a story. I will tell you slowly in the future. Anyway, it is really like what you said. She is indeed unique."

Lao Tang: "It's what you call weird and stupid. I want to change it to "idiotic."

痴。

The last person who said he was obsessed with cars was Chen Xuan.

Ang Lee thought again of the time when Xiaoche practiced one section from morning till night, and then smiled.

Lao Tang: "When I was listening to you just now, I thought of a pianist. Che Lin gave me a very similar feeling to him."

Li An: "Who?"

Lao Tang: "Gould."

Upon hearing Gould, Lee Ann quickly waved his hands, but then a scene recorded on the screen appeared in his mind.

The elderly Gould sat on a low stool, his sleeves forgotten to be buttoned, his face tired and old, almost curled up in front of the piano.

But he was still the same as he was when he was young, dancing, shaking his head, and humming music while playing, with his eyes behind reading glasses fixed on the keys, as if he wanted to comprehend all the mysteries of this instrument.

"Do you have a sense of the picture?" Lao Tang asked with a smile.

Li An retracted his thoughts and continued to wave his hands, "No, Gould only lived to be fifty years old."

Lao Tang choked and said, Is this what I meant?

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.

"A Liu?"

"Ah Liu."

Li An got up and went to open the door, and Xiao Liu outside the door was extremely anxious.

"Teacher, hurry up and start the class!"

"What are you in a hurry for?"

"Wang Xiaohu and the others are in Wallace."

"Are you going to look for them later?"

"hold head high!"

"Wang Xiaohu promised you again."

"I decided to give him another chance."

Lao Tang: “.”

"Come, let me introduce you to a new teacher."

As soon as Xiao Liu walked into the living room, he saw a tall figure waving at him with a smile, and thought to himself that Wang Xiaohu had not lied to him.

"Hello, Teacher Tang!"

When it comes to politeness, the kids at Sigang have always been very strict about it.

"Hello, Mr. Liu. Since you are in such a hurry, let's start now."

At this moment, in a corner of a Wallace store not far away, three middle school students were holding French fries and watching the video on their mobile phone screens together.

The sound in the video had been turned down to a level that they had to concentrate to hear clearly.

But even so, the three of them still watched with gusto.

The video is playing SpongeBob SquarePants.

"Do you two want anything else to eat?"

This is the third time Wang Xiaohu has asked a question in ten minutes.

The little car really didn't know how to explain that it was about to burst.

moment, "Why don't you ask the magic conch?"

Wang Xiaohu looked at Marco helplessly.

Marco: "+1."