Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 893 153. Children’s afternoon: Shrimp Talk!

Half an hour ago.

Three middle school students walked side by side on the quiet afternoon street, each holding a cup of bubble tea.

The streets are indeed quiet on winter afternoons, but if there is one place that is not quiet enough, it is Wang Xiaohu.

Marco didn't know why, but after Wang Xiaohu came out of the teacher's house, he became extremely excited.

The excitement made Marco feel something was unusual.

Could it be that the New Year's Day holiday has officially begun?

After some analysis, Marco felt that this was not the case.

Among them, he didn't know Qiao Zhizhi's situation yet, and among the rest, Wang Xiaohu was the most free.

It is a rare opportunity for them to go out and play during the holidays, but does Wang Xiaohu also want to go out and play during the holidays?
After thinking about it again, he believed that Wang Xiaohu must have something very happy in his mind.

So he asked Wang Xiaohu out of pure curiosity.

When Wang Xiaohu heard Marco ask him if he had anything happy to share, he didn't know what to say for a moment. He didn't want to lie to his good friend, but he also felt it wasn't a good idea to say it so directly.

It wasn’t because it was difficult to look after Che Lin, but because the teacher only took him and Che Lin to Guangzhou.

He specifically asked the teacher in the morning, and the teacher said that there were only him and Che Lin.

Xiao Che was listening on the side, and when she saw that Wang Xiaohu did not answer immediately, she wanted to answer for Wang Xiaohu, but she swallowed the words back because Marco was not asking her.

She knew what Wang Xiaohu was worried about.

From her point of view, she also hopes that everyone can go, but the actual situation does not allow it. Everyone is about to take the final exam, so she feels there is no need to hide anything, and even if Wang Xiaohu doesn't say it, everyone will know it immediately.

As a result, Wang Xiaohu went straight to the topic of last night's performance.

Car: "~"

Then the street became more lively, especially when passing by the book man, Wang Xiaohu even pointed out the location of their concert hall to Marco.

Marco also expressed his hope that their school would be able to have a holiday next time the Shu Ren Wind Orchestra performs.

Marco did not give Wang Xiaohu a perfunctory response. He really wanted to see the strength of the Shu Ren Wind Band. Their school's wind band did not have any performances on New Year's Day this year. They said they were fully preparing for the middle school wind band competition to be held in the city next semester. If nothing unexpected happens, their school will definitely meet Shu Ren at that time.

Wang Xiaohu: "This makes me very embarrassed."

Marco: “Hahahaha!”

Xiao Che also found it interesting. "I heard from Xiao Bei and Liu that the Experimental School and the Affiliated High School also have wind bands."

Wang Xiaohu chuckled: "Then I can't be waterproof either."

Xiaoche: "Tsk, what are you bragging about? The wind band of the attached high school is really good."

Wang Xiaohu: "We'll see."

Marco: "God of Che, doesn't your school have a brass band?"

Xiaoche: "No, our school doesn't even have a New Year's Day performance."

Marco: “What a shame.”

Wang Xiaohu suddenly had an idea: "Why don't you transfer to Shu Ren next semester? Shu Ren will be invincible when you come here."

Xiaoche: ". Like an idiot."

After saying this, the car quickened its pace.

Wang Xiaohu immediately followed up: "I mean, writers have a lot of performances and activities!"

Seeing this, Ma Jian also smiled and quickened his pace.

In fact, the moment Wang Xiaohu hesitated, Marco felt that he shouldn't have asked that question.

Why do you want to make things difficult for your friends?

Fortunately, he is not Ah Liu. If Ah Liu were here, he would definitely get to the bottom of things after seeing Wang Xiaohu like that.

His intuition told him that Wang Xiaohu's excitement should have nothing to do with yesterday's performance.

Otherwise, Wang Xiaohu would have taken the initiative to tell everyone in the group last night. Why would we have waited until today for him to ask?
But it’s okay, everyone has little secrets, just like everyone has little quirks.

For example, he is very happy to secretly observe the people and things around him.

"Hey, you two should take slower steps."

When it comes to Marco, he feels "hateful". The friends around him have obviously grown taller, but his height has not changed at all, and his eye degree has even increased.

Pausing to push up his glasses, Marco increased his speed.

As they walked, Wang Xiaohu finished talking about his own performance and then asked Marco about his performance.

On this issue, Xiaoche can only be responsible for listening carefully.

Passing by the door of a Wallace, Wang Xiaohu suddenly stopped.

"There's a sale at Wallace today. Are you guys full? I think I'm still short."

After Wang Xiaohu said this, Marco seemed to have some impression of where he had been and what he had gotten today.

Xiaoche: "Ah Liu sent a link in the group this morning."

Marco: “Yes!”

Xiaoche looked at Marco, as if waiting for Marco's response.

Marco: "French fries with bubble tea seem to be good too."

Wang Xiaohu: “It’s necessary!”

Seeing this, Xiaoche, as the leader of today's team, said, "Let's make it clear first, we will each buy our own."

Wang Xiaohu: "This is necessary, okay!"

Ma Kexin smiled and Wang Xiaohu’s excitement came up again.

Then the three friends walked into the afternoon fried chicken shop.

After exchanging the discount coupons and the three children just sat down, Wang Xiaohu received a message from A Liu.

Then Wang Xiaohu held up his mobile phone high as if to take a selfie. Ma saw that Wang Xiaohu wanted to take a photo, so he covered his face immediately. Xiaoche looked confused.

After recording this scene, Wang Xiaohu sent the photo to A Liu.

After getting their food and sitting down again, Marco suggested that since they had to wait for Liu, they might as well watch something while eating.

In the end, the score was 2 to 1, and Wang Xiaohu could only watch SpongeBob SquarePants with the two of them. Marco quickly contributed his fully-charged mobile phone.

Maybe SpongeBob was really boring, so Wang Xiaohu asked the two of them several times if they wanted to order anything else. In short, he would say a few words whenever he had nothing to do.

"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."

Wang Xiaohu: “What do you mean?”

Ma Ke laughed: "Why don't you ask the magic conch?"

The car laughed along.

What does it mean?

Wang Xiaohu took out his cell phone and checked it.

You don’t know until you check. Once you check, you will find: Damn it!
This is a meme from SpongeBob SquarePants, which roughly means: Don’t ask me, I don’t want to answer your question.

Wang Xiaohu felt uncomfortable when he thought of Che Lin replying to him in such a tone.

Fortunately, he saw this sentence at the end. [The tone was not very questioning, mostly joking]

It turns out that Che Lin was joking with herself, hehe.

Wang Xiaohu decided that he would watch SpongeBob SquarePants as much as he could during this winter vacation.

He must understand what Che Lin likes.

So Wang Xiaohu finally calmed down and entered SpongeBob's ocean world with Marco the Car.

An hour passed in a flash.

"Xiaobei has arrived at the teacher's house." Xiaoche glanced at his cell phone.

Ma Ke: "Why hasn't Liu made any move yet?" Wang Xiaohu: "I just sent him the location. He probably wants to give us a surprise."

Marco: “Are you sure?”

Just then, Liu's voice message came.

"Saoangrui Aribati, I can't come to see you. Also, the teacher asked you to buy another piece of tofu."

The three of them looked at each other.

Marco: "Scratch Anrui, he seems very happy."

Wang Xiaohu: "That shouldn't be the case. The burger doesn't smell good anymore?"

Xiaoche: "The teacher didn't tell me what kind of tofu to buy."

Marco: “Uh.”

Wang Xiaohu touched his chin and asked, "Are there many kinds of tofu?"

Xiaoche then called the teacher.

The call was connected, "Hello, teacher, what kind of tofu should I buy?"

"Don't run too far, Dried Tofu." Li An reminded him on the phone, "Eat less messy food and save your stomach. I won't say anything more. I have class here."

Xiaoche: "Good teacher."

Wang Xiaohu: "What kind of tofu does the teacher want to eat?"

"Frozen tofu," Xiaoche put away his phone, "Let's go, Xiaobei has already started class, and we should go back to help after buying the groceries."

Marco: “Gogogo!”

Wang Xiaohu: "I'll be responsible for carrying the things!"

The grocery shopping team sets out!
When going out, Wang Xiaohu asked Xiaoche which supermarket to go to?
"Instead of going to the supermarket, go to the vegetable market."

Vegetable market?
This time, the two little boys who had never been to the vegetable market were a little excited.
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study.

"Sorry, Mr. Tang, please continue."

Li An put down his phone and turned his gaze back to Lao Tang and the excited Xiao Bei beside him.

Ah Liu was sitting in front of another piano, and at this moment his little eyes were also fixed on Teacher Saitama's face.

"Let's allocate the parts like this for now. Let's give it a try."

Then Lao Tang sat next to Ah Liu. The same piece of music, Spanish Dance, was placed on the music stands of both pianos.

It’s just that everyone’s part is different. Xiaobei and A Liu play their own parts, Li An plays Ji Yang’s part, and Lao Tang plays Xiaoche’s part.

The long-awaited rehearsal for the second duet began inexplicably, and the reason was because of Xiaobei who had been on suspension of classes for nearly a semester.

Xiaobei didn't practice anything this semester, so naturally he didn't have any homework. After the performance, Xiaobei wanted to practice new content. In order to take care of Xiaobei's progress, Ang Lee arranged for Lao Tang to teach Xiaobei the ensemble content of Spanish dance music in this class.

When Liu heard that Xiaobei was going to take part in an ensemble, he asked the teacher if he could sit in. The teacher said yes, so Liu gave up his hamburgers and fried chicken.

Lao Tang was in charge of the rehearsal, and Li An was just a tool throughout the whole process, but he was also always keeping an eye on Xiao Bei.

I have to say that after a few days of learning percussion instruments, Xiaobei's sense of rhythm has improved significantly.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Ang Lee found that after this performance, Xiaobei became more confident sitting in front of the piano.

What could make Ang Lee happier than this?

There are so many happy things happening at the end of the year.

Hey.

I hope this momentum can continue next year.

Come on.

With a casual stroke of his finger, Ang Lee left behind a fast stream of sound with strong emotions.

The sound stream seemed to have the power to break through the air, tearing the space built by the other three parts into pieces and then reorganizing them. The music suddenly became extremely majestic.

Lao Tang sighed that it had only been a short time since the Chengdu Music Festival ended, and he wondered how much more Ang Lee had improved since then.

Before, he could still analyze Ang Lee's performance, but now, listening to it again, he felt that Ang Lee's dignified and unique charm had probably reached the next level that he could not reach.

What can Lao Tang say? Both the teacher and the student are "perverts".

Come on, Ang Lee, come on, little car.

Let’s see who of you, teacher or student, is “better” in the end.

Lao Tang suddenly had an interesting idea. Is it possible that the master and apprentice will meet at the Xiao Sai one day?

If a teacher and a student enter a small circle, the host will definitely ask the two of them separately how they view each other during the pre-match interview.

Hahahaha, I can’t help it. I’m too looking forward to that scene.
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An hour and a half later, the car returned with Marco and a pig teammate fully loaded.

"What's wrong, Linlin?" Xiaobei was the first one to rush over when the three of them came back, only to see that Xiaoche's face looked not right.

Marco: “It’s just a small matter.”

Wang Xiaohu: "My pot, my pot!"

Xiaobei: “Huh?”

Ah Liu: "Are you talking nonsense again?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Go away."

Lao Tang: "Come in, come in, what are you all doing here?"

Li An also came over after hearing the noise, "What's wrong?"

Xiaoche: "It's okay, teacher. We bought them all back."

Li An knew something was wrong at first glance, and then looked at Marco.

Marco: “Well, it’s really a small matter.”

All eyes turned to Marco.
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Xiaoche said it was okay, and she was indeed not that angry now.

She was simply speechless.

Just now, the three of them passed by a seafood stall after buying vegetables. The stall owner shouted that he was selling the last few prawns at a low price.

She stopped and ordered Wang Xiaohu not to follow her, then she walked towards the stall.

Seeing that the shrimp heads piled on top were bright in color and looked fresh, she picked up the net and turned it over, and the ones at the bottom were also good.

So she decided to pack them all up, as the teacher loves shrimps.

When the stall owner saw the three children were holding vegetables in their hands and there were no adults around, he said directly that these were live shrimps that had just arrived this morning and they were priced at 55 yuan per pound. He then said that these shrimps had just died and he could process them cheaper, at 45 yuan per pound.

Based on his father's years of experience in the kitchen, Xiaoche can tell that these shrimps definitely did not die today. Judging from their quality, they are worth at most twenty-five yuan per pound, so the boss can make a lot of money.

"Twenty-eight."

At that time, Marco was so frightened by Xiaoche's offer that he turned around. It was too scary. Marco had never seen such bargaining in his life. When he bought vegetables with Xiaoche just now, Xiaoche only bargained by a few cents, but this time he directly bargained by twenty or thirty!

Marco was not the only one who was frightened. Wang Xiaohu didn't care and walked straight to the car.

He was really afraid that his boss would do something impulsive. If he were the boss, he would definitely get angry when faced with such bargaining.

But to his surprise, the boss was not unhappy at all. Instead, he smiled miserably and said that he was losing money by selling it at 45 yuan per pound.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Xiaoche beside him speak again: "Uncle, I want all 31 kilograms."

Wang Xiaohu looked at the boss nervously again. If he was not afraid that Xiaoche would not agree, then 45 per pound would be 45 per pound. He would just pay it. Besides, isn’t 45 cheap enough?
The boss continued to play the victim: "No, kid, I can't sell it. I really can't sell it."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoche turned around and walked away so coolly that Marco and Wang Xiaohu didn't even have time to react.

Then the boss's voice sounded, "We're closing the stall soon. I'll give you thirty-eight. I'll give you another fish."

Upon hearing this good news, Wang Xiaohu quickly took out his cell phone and called for a car, his tone as if he had won the lottery.

Seeing this, the boss immediately packed the goods into bags. Xiaoche was so angry watching this scene.

She just waits for the boss to call her. If the boss calls her, she can do it. If the boss doesn't call her, she won't lose anything. It's true that the teacher likes to eat shrimps, but she can buy better shrimps for the teacher with this price.

As a result, Wang Xiaohu was too active.

He walked forward angrily, squeezed Wang Xiaohu's phone away, and scanned the code in the car to pay.

Although he was angry, Xiaoche still patiently explained to the two of them after leaving the market why the shrimp was not even worth thirty-eight.

But Wang Xiaohu said that he thought it was already very cheap, and said that the shrimps he eats at home cost about one or two hundred yuan a box.

Well, there's not much to say about the car.