Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 913 173.1+1 Childhood Scene

"stop!"

Li An raised his hand to signal Wang Xiaohu not to speak, "The teachers have something to discuss later, but no one will play stage games with you."

"Unjustly accused!"

Wang Xiaohu felt relieved when he heard this. He had no intention of taking up the teachers' time and he had no intention of targeting the teachers at all.

"Teacher," Wang Xiaohu mustered up his courage and looked towards Che Lin, and after a moment, "I want to join the Victory Team!"

Xu Li: "."

Mu Xin: “.”

Haitao: “.”

Lao Tang: “.”

There was an indescribable silence for a moment.

Li An: "You, a self-proclaimed fair referee, are taking sides before the game is even over?"

Seeing Che Lin didn't react, Wang Xiaohu's smile was completely calm. He stepped forward and said righteously: "It is because I am a fair referee that I want to join the winning team in the last round."

Senior Sister Xiao Ji: “.”

Li An: "Give me a reason why I can't refuse you."

Wang Xiaohu snorted and raised his fingers:

"In the first round, Teacher Tang faced Teacher Zheng. Fair!"

"In the second round, you will play against Mr. Mu. It's fair!"

"In the third round, Che Lin will face Senior Sister. Fair!"

"In the fourth round, you and Teacher Zheng will face Teacher Tang and Teacher Mu. Fair!"

"In the fifth round, you will play against Che Lin. Not! Fair!!"

Li An said "oh", then asked doubtfully: "Have you ever thought about a question?"

Wang Xiaohu: "What's the problem?"

Li An: "Is it possible that it will be more unfair to Che Lin after you join?"

"Puchi! Hahahaha!" Senior Sister Xiao Ji led the way and the whole audience burst into laughter.

Mu Xin was almost dying of laughter at the conversation between the teacher and the student. Although Xiao Huzi's level was a bit low, his words were too insulting.

"Teacher" Wang Xiaohu's resentment index doubled in laughter, and he sighed after a moment, "Teacher, if you are afraid, I can take care of your face."

Everyone was stunned, hahahaha!

Li An hasn't laughed like this in the past two days. This bastard is even playing the game of retreat to advance. Okay, okay, I'll satisfy you.

However, "Stop talking nonsense. Ask the Victory Team if they want you. I don't care."

Hai Tao: “It doesn’t matter!”

Senior Sister Xiao Ji: "It doesn't matter!"

Wang Xiaohu immediately looked at Lao Tang with affection: "Teacher Tang~"

Lao Tang: "Ahem, I want to welcome you, but I can't make the decision myself."

Mu Xin was actually a little hesitant. She guessed that Wang Xiaohu wanted to conduct the song. If it was a song that Che Lin was familiar with, then that would be fine. She also wanted to see how Xiaohu would conduct the song.

But the problem is that Xiao Linlin has never played it before. Not only does she have to sight-read, she also has to follow the conductor. How can she play it?
Mu Xin felt that if Wang Xiaohu was allowed to join in as he pleased, it would be unfair to the serious Xiao Linlin. She was sure that Xiao Linlin really wanted to play well.

"Teacher Mu~"

At this moment, facing Wang Xiaohu's eager gaze, my god, this look was too sincere, and for a moment Mu Xin couldn't bear to refuse.

"Ask Che Lin. If she agrees, I have no objection."

When Mu Xin finished speaking, Lao Tang's heart skipped a beat. This statement didn't fit in with the atmosphere. He then said, "Yes, as long as Che Lin agrees!"

In an instant, the car became the focus of everyone again.

"Che Lin, believe me!"

Xiaoche smiled: "Yeah."

Wang Xiaohu: "Teacher, there are two of us, so we have six minutes of discussion time in total!"

With the car's nod, everything was settled. Amid the adults' smiles, the two children gathered in front of the piano to discuss.

Only then did Li An glance vaguely in the direction of Mu Xin.

"Teacher, I would like to ask you something."

The two children discussed, and Senior Sister Xiao Ji also had a question that she wanted to clarify.

Li An retracted his gaze: "Yeah, go ahead."

Senior Sister Xiao Ji: "What are the specific differences between Haydn's later works and his early works?"

When asked this question, several teachers came over.
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In front of the piano.

Xiaoche: "Take the score and have a look. I remember it almost completely."

Wang Xiaohu: “!”

Xiaoche: "It's very short. The two melodies add up to seven bars, and there's a modulator in it, and there are only four bass notes. I can just play it according to the teacher's method. If you only play the overture, it's very simple and you can play it very well."

Wang Xiaohu: "No, no, what if I get nervous and make a mistake and it affects you and makes you forget it? That would be bad."

Xiaoche: "Then can you remember it?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Well, you can see that there is nothing on the score. I just took it out yesterday and was planning to take a look at it today, but I didn't expect the teacher to give me the score of Bo Er."

Xiaoche thought for a moment and said, "Then let's watch it together."

Wang Xiaohu roared in his heart. I thought so too: "Ah? How do you see it?"

Xiaoche gave up half of the piano stool and said, "Why don't you sit next to me? That way we can both see the music score and I can see your hands."

yeah roar!!!

Wang Xiaohu: "Okay, I'll listen to you. We don't have time. Let's quickly discuss two places. For the beginning, I want to make the first row of sounds heavier."

"Is that so?" Before Xiao Che finished speaking, he raised his left hand and played a powerful octave note, which interrupted Teacher Li who was answering a question.

Mu Xin looked over instantly!

This full and solid pronunciation is definitely not achieved by fingers alone. In other words, the reason why most people hit the keys so loudly is that the force from the upper body leaning forward is transmitted through the shoulders, elbows, and wrists and finally completed by the fingers pressing the keys, and the control is extremely precise.

Awesome! At the same time, Mu Xin was also wondering why no one reacted. This is amazing!

"So we can't just assume that Haydn's early years saw flamboyance as an orthodoxy, but in his later years."

Ang Lee continued speaking, and the people around him continued to listen attentively.

Indeed, no matter what noise the car made, most people present were already accustomed to it.
Two minutes later.

The car in front of the piano nodded, "Got it. I'll follow your pace here."

Wang Xiaohu: "Let's maintain the speed, and you just follow me, okay?"

Xiao Che smiled: "You are the commander, so of course I will listen to you."

Wang Xiaohu choked up. This was too touching. "Yes! We can definitely beat the teacher!"

Xiaoche: “.” Wang Xiaohu: “Well, you seemed so confident just now.”

"We can't lose morale. Look here." Xiaoche pointed to the second page of the score. "What instrument is this? This is obviously an accompaniment texture. I can add it. There is no way the teacher can't add it. The teacher has already made it waterproof."

Wang Xiaohu muttered: "Maybe the teacher didn't see it, or he didn't react."

Xiaoche: "Impossible, I don't believe it."

“Well,” Wang Xiaohu thought, okay, okay. In fact, he least believed that the teacher would lose, but if the teacher lost to Che Lin, he could barely accept it, “Then we have to go all out.”

Xiaoche: "Of course, otherwise why would I be with you."

Wang Xiaohu: "Huh?"

Xiaoche: "I'm not familiar with this piece of music. I don't know how to handle it. You know how to conduct it. I think what you just said is very good."

Huh, Wang Xiaohu shook his head violently, "Come on then!"

Car: "Yeah!"

Wang Xiaohu stretched out his fist, and the car followed up with his fist and hit him!

"Teacher, we are ready!"

Everyone simply went straight onto the stage and stopped two meters away from the piano.

"They look full of fighting spirit." Lao Tang joked with the two children.

Wang Xiaohu grinned: "Of course."

When the scene quieted down, Wang Xiaohu stood in front of the piano facing the car.

The two children, one taller than the other, looked at each other, and after a moment, nodded at the same time.

Wang Xiaohu's shoulders shook slightly, and his arms instantly rose into the air to his chest.

Ouch? That's interesting.

Lao Tang had never seen Wang Xiaohu command a scene, and was immediately attracted by the aura exuded by Wang Xiaohu.

Mu Xin at the side couldn't help but squint his eyes. In his eyes, Wang Xiaohu, who had a playful smile on his face the previous second, changed completely the next second as he raised his hands.

If I change into a formal dress and stand on the podium, I really will feel like a conductor.

If the fifth round's scoring included the opening preparatory ceremony, the winning team would have already beaten the slow-paced team.

If nothing else, just this move by Brother Xiaohu deserves three points.

In fact, even Xu Li didn't know that Wang Xiaohu would get up early every morning to practice this move. While his roommates were still sleeping, he would secretly run to the dormitory bathroom and practice it two hundred times in front of the mirror.

Feeling the feeling that Wang Xiaohu brought to her, Xiao Che seemed to enter into the music involuntarily. The first two bars of the music were already in place in her mind, and her hands were ready, just waiting for the moment when Wang Xiaohu swung his sword.

Wang Xiaohu exhaled gently, and after gradually finding a rhythm, his breathing unconsciously made everyone on the stage and Che Lin follow him.

When he felt that everyone's breathing had reached the same rhythm as his, suddenly, as if as if giving a sign, his right hand made a small circle and fell down at a heavy but extremely slow speed.

"when!"

Xiao Che seized this opportunity and his expression became serious, and his right hand fiercely pressed the first group of octaves!

"Ding"!
The powerful sound effects seemed to stir up the dust on the stage floor!
If Ang Lee's opening is a trickle, then the opening of the car is the entrance to the sea, magnificent!
Everyone opened their mouths in amazement at this scene. They didn't feel anything special just now in the audience, but at this moment, after Wang Xiaohu waved his hand and heard such a sound, the visual and auditory senses made everyone seem to really feel a symphony.

Handsome!
The perfect start of the sound, Wang Xiaohu did not dare to take it lightly, and then he crossed his right hand across his waist, and the car also released the pedal to play the next set of octaves.

Another wave!
At this moment, Haydn's overture seemed to take its first step, as magnificent as a triumphal horn blowing towards the sky above the stage!

The woodwind instrument was taken over by the strings, and Xiaoche then raised all the fingers of his left hand, and every time he put his fingers down, a very elastic granular sound was emitted!

plucked?

Lao Tang was confused. Of course, he didn't hear the sound of plucking strings, but the sudden change in the way Xiaoche touched the keys made him feel the sensation of plucking strings!
Very sensibly handled.

Ang Lee frowned and smiled. These two little things were not written like this in the score. The plucking of strings that should have appeared in the second dialogue appeared ahead of time.

It's pretty good, indeed. Coupled with the powerful and grand opening, this treatment brings the gorgeous feeling of 18th century court music directly to the listeners, making it very joyful to listen to.

Ang Lee had to admit that this approach was far more infectious than his previous performance. He had not thought so much about it just now. His attention was focused on shortening the score, and his playing method was also completed according to the prompts on the score.

Different!
It's really different. Mu Xin said rationally and objectively that the opening of the collaboration between Wang Xiaohu and Che Lin is more dramatic like Haydn's music than Ang Lee's.

He had been paying attention to Wang Xiaohu's movements. It must be said that the music and Wang Xiaohu's body movements were completely consistent.

Xiao Huzi can do it. Putting aside how well he plays the piano, this alone shows his value as a conductor standing next to the piano.

Of course, this is also due to Xiao Linlin's strong technical support and complete trust in cooperation, otherwise this wonderful scene would not have been possible.

As the music moved forward, Mu Xin's gaze fell on Che Lin's back again.

What is going on with this child?

After listening to Xiaoche's improvisation, she could barely be considered to have listened to Xiaoche's classical music. For a moment, she didn't know how to define Xiaoche.

Is he really just an unknown junior high school student?

This level of achievement is definitely outstanding when compared with peers in China and several affiliated high schools.

"Brother An, I'd like to ask you something," Mu Xin whispered as he moved closer to Li An, "What piece is Che Lin playing right now?"

"What did you say?" Mu Xin's voice was too soft for Li An to hear clearly.

Mu Xin: "What is she playing now?"

Ang Lee: "A few small pieces by Chopin."

Mu Xin thought to himself, "Xiao Lian has finished playing."

Li An said, "She has only practiced up to 299 in etudes. She has been playing Puppy Waltz these past two days."

Mu Xin nodded. She was not disappointed at all, but became even more expectant.

Looking at Xiaoche again, her eyes showed deep admiration. If Ang was not joking with her, then this child could no longer be described as terrifying. The key point was that he was so well-behaved and sensible.

Suddenly thinking of the kitten again, Mu Xin felt uncomfortable in his heart, even more uncomfortable than when he found out in the afternoon.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Hmm? The three eighth notes of the backbeat appeared above the stage as Wang Xiaohu's hands moved more and more slowly. Li Ang recalled it for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

He wanted to play it just now, but he was so busy explaining something to the two children in the back that he forgot about it.

At Wang Xiaohu's instruction, the car played the texture that the teacher did not play. Then, under Wang Xiaohu's control of speed, he performed every point that the teacher mentioned that she could do.

But a piano is just a piano after all; it can't be as grand as a symphony.

Wang Xiaohu also knew this very well, so he calmed down after the bassoon texture simulation.

The tension of music lies in contrast. Music that is passionate throughout cannot have so-called tension and will only make people feel noisy.

After looking at each other again, the two children seemed to understand each other's thoughts.

As Wang Xiaohu waved his hand, his arm movements became softer, and Xiaoche's fingers also touched the keys with their tips. As the two nodded, the music ended calmly and gracefully before entering the joyful allegro theme.

One of them was not in a hurry to withdraw his hands, and the other clenched his fists on his chest.

The picture seemed to be frozen at this moment. When the tail sound in the air dissipated, Xiaoche slowly raised his hand.

Under the soft light of the desk lamp, the two children smiled at each other for the last time.

That smile has a youthful look that is a blend of classical decorative style and fantasy, and it appears natural, like a story fragment bathed in the imprint of Schumann's childhood scenes.

"Wow——————"