Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 921 181. A heavy blow! Three pieces of advice
In charge of command?
Wang Xiaohu understood that Uncle Fang had served as the music director here.

The music director of Guangzhou International Studies University? It turns out to be Uncle Fang who is even more capable than he imagined.

All the scenes that happened tonight reappeared in his mind, and Wang Xiaohu became a little nervous belatedly.

"Is there any problem?" Li An asked Wang Xiaohu with a smile.

Wang Xiaohu shook his head. At this time, Xiaoche said, "Teacher, let's change rooms."

Then Wang Xiaohu seemed to react, looked around, and followed Xiaoche and said that he wanted to change rooms with Li An.

Li An accepted the two children's kindness and was very touched. However, the room allocation for tonight was already arranged by Fang Yongbo before he left.

When the two children were asked to sleep in their room, Ang Lee refused, but his refusal was of no avail.

"I won't trade with you. I have my own secrets in this room."

Wang Xiaohu looked unconvinced: "What secret?"

Li Anle: "Then can I tell you, just find a place to sit."

After saying that, Li An began to pack his luggage. The two children looked at each other, both a little helpless. It seemed that as they expected, the teacher and Uncle Fang gave up their rooms to them.

For the next ten minutes, Li An chatted with the two children, summarized tonight's lessons, and also gave the two children some instructions.

Through tonight's observations, he felt it necessary to give Wang Xiaohu a little warning.

"I'm not bringing you two out here to have fun, is that clear?"

The second child nodded: "Yeah."

“Look more, listen more, and think more.”

The second child nodded: "Yeah."

"Wang Xiaohu, this opportunity is rare, you should seize it well."

Wang Xiaohu: "Teacher, don't worry."

Looking at Wang Xiaohu's determined eyes, Li An thought for a moment and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Li An turned around and looked at Xiao Che again, "Che Lin, although there is no distinction between big and small stages, a big stage and a small stage are different after all."

Car: "Yeah."

Li An: "I have already arranged a time slot with your uncle Fang to let you play on stage and get a feel for it. Playing in the middle of a 360-degree audience is completely different from playing on a normal stage. The most important thing is that this is not in Chengdu."

Xiaoche: "Teacher, I understand."

Ang Lee: "Just think of this as the venue for your future competition at Yanjing. Don't be curious. When you are about to step onto the stage, block out everything around you. Only the piano and the piece you are going to play should be in your eyes. Nothing else."

Car: "Yeah!"

Li An hummed and looked at Wang Xiaohu again, "I arranged an opportunity for Che Lin to go on stage but not for you, you won't be unhappy, will you?"

Huh? Wang Xiaohu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened: "How is that possible!"

I was so happy that I couldn't wait to say, "Teacher, I'm not that kind of person." And, Wang Xiaohu sighed in his heart, "I know that Che Lin and I are different."

Li An: "Tell me about it."

Wang Xiaohu: "Huh?"

Li An: "Let me see whether you really know or are just pretending to know."

Car: "Teacher."

Li An: "Let him speak."

After a moment, Wang Xiaohu spoke up: "I'm not as professional as Che Lin, and I can't easily come up with representative pieces like Che Lin. Well, I'm not as stable as Che Lin."

Xiaoche interjected: "You have made great progress, and my performance is also unstable."

Wang Xiaohu shook his head: "You can play all the songs you have learned without any mistakes, but I can't. Compared with you, my progress is nothing."

Xiao Che: "If you think my ability to memorize all the songs I've played is stable, it's because I practice a lot. If you have that much time to practice, you can do it too. Besides, progress is your own, so why compare yourself with others?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Uh."

Listening to the debate between the two children, Li An couldn't help but laugh, "Wang Xiaohu, what else do you have to say?"

Wang Xiaohu shook his head.

Xiaoche: “Come on.”

Wang Xiaohu: "Yeah!"

Lee Ang: "It's right to encourage each other, but neither of you mentioned the main point of our discussion."

The second child was stunned.

Li An continued, "The essential difference between you two lies in the majors you chose. One of you chose piano, and the other chose conducting. This is the essential difference between you two."

"Wang Xiaohu, it is much more difficult to become a professional conductor than a professional pianist. A large-scale piano competition may produce a professional pianist, but ten conducting competitions may not produce a professional conductor."

"Even the competition is not allowed?"

Wang Xiaohu didn't even realize that his voice was trembling. He looked up a lot of information on how to become a professional conductor, and finally concluded that participating in competitions might be the only shortcut.

Lee Ang: "Notice that I said not necessarily, but you can also understand it as not possible."

Wang Xiaohu was crushed in an instant, so what options did he have left?

Xiaoche: "Teacher, why can't I even participate in the conducting competition?"

Ang Lee: "Because there are only a limited number of orchestras in the world, and because it is very expensive to set up an orchestra, do you know how many professional orchestras there are in our country?"

Xiaoche: "How many hundreds? Two hundred?"

Ang Lee: "Wang Xiaohu."

Wang Xiaohu was a little depressed: "Sorry, teacher, I don't know."

Lee Ang: "There are less than 80."

There are less than 80 of them? Xiaoche seemed to understand what the teacher meant.

Ang Lee: "Some orchestras only need one conductor, while others need two or three. I will assume that an orchestra needs an average of two conductors to complete daily rehearsal and performance tasks, and this does not include the situation where some conductors conduct several orchestras at the same time."

"That is to say, according to the current situation, the country only needs 160 conductors. In this process, a large number of conducting graduates enter the market every year. At the same time, you should also naturally see a phenomenon that a considerable number of conductors are already at the age of a thousand years old, but they are still standing on the podium."

Wang Xiaohu lowered his head and sighed. He had always thought that as long as he worked hard, he would become a professional conductor in the future. But after listening to the teacher's words, he felt a chill on his back. It was as if someone poured a basin of cold water on him while he was sleeping. He couldn't help shaking from the cold. But he was still young, and he had plenty of time and energy to fight for his dream!
"Do you feel that you are just a junior high school student and are still far from what I said?"

Another heavy blow from the hammer made it difficult for Wang Xiaohu to breathe.

"Do you remember Tang Xiaoxing?"

Tang Xiaoxing. How could Wang Xiaohu not remember it? Damn it, Tang Xiaoxing was obviously the same age as him, but he had already mastered all the conducting gestures, and when it came to conducting, he could be his teacher.

"Tang Xiaoxing was exposed to it earlier because of her family background. I don't mean to compare you with her, but considering your dream, I still have to tell you that there are more children from families like her than you think. In other words, these people will be your competitors in the future."

After a pause, Li An asked again: "What do you think of Teacher Qin's level?"

Teacher Qin Wang Xiaohu has always had a question in his mind. Teacher Qin is obviously a conductor, a very good conductor in his eyes, but he does not work as a conductor in the orchestra.
"Teacher." Wang Xiaohu swallowed and raised his head with difficulty, "Is it because Teacher Qin has no chance?"

Wang Xiaohu really didn't want to admit that Teacher Qin was not good enough. Reaching Teacher Qin's level has always been his goal. If Teacher Qin doesn't have a chance, then what's the point of his efforts?

"Is it cruel, Brother Xiaohu?" Li An smiled gently, "Do you still want to be a commander?"

For a moment, the room was eerily quiet. Xiaoche felt so depressed that she could hardly breathe. Although she could appreciate the teacher's intentions, hadn't Wang Xiaohu worked hard enough in the past six months?

Are you still willing to be a conductor? Wang Xiaohu was also confused by the teacher's question.

Why did he want to be a conductor in the first place?

At first, he just listened to a Paganini Rhapsody online because of Che Lin. Watching the various interactions between the pianist and the conductor in the video, he was drawn into Che Lin and himself.

If Che Lin played the instrument and he directed the performance, it would be such a happy and joyful thing.

Then he decided to learn conducting.

Although he was impulsive at the moment, in the subsequent learning process, he became more and more devoted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

The kind of scene where with a wave of the hand all the instruments can stop emitting the same sound.

The kind of stunning momentum that could make all the instruments shout towards the end of the universe with just one wave of the hand.

Everything about conducting was eroding his heart all the time. He wanted to be a conductor, not for anyone, he wanted to be a conductor, a real conductor. It was as if he had found his mission.

Standing on the podium during the New Year's Day performance, when all the musicians followed him and stood up, feeling the waves of applause coming from behind, he really thought that he was a conductor at that moment.

Today he came to the rehearsal ceremony of a grand performance and was about to observe the rehearsal of a top domestic orchestra up close, but his teacher asked him if he was still willing to become a conductor.

What made him extremely uncomfortable was that he did not respond immediately.

Was it not his dream to become a conductor? Did he get scared after hearing what the teacher said?

His future competitors are stronger than each other. Even someone like Teacher Qin can only leave his baton idle at home. How can he, a classical music novice whose piano level is just better than Liu Fengrui, have the qualifications to dream of becoming a conductor?

Even all the performances he participated in were possible because of his teacher, giving him the opportunity to stand on the podium. If it weren't for his teacher, with his piano level, it would probably not be easy for him to even get on stage.

But he really wants to be a conductor!
It’s so uncomfortable!

and many more.

its not right?
Is there an absolute relationship between being able to become a conductor and whether or not one wants to become a conductor?

According to the teacher, the probability of him becoming a conductor is extremely slim, but the teacher asked him if he still wanted to be a conductor.

Of course I do!
Wang Xiaohu suddenly felt relieved when he found that he seemed to have no way out. The worst result would be that he couldn't become the boss. There was nothing he could do about it.

If you ask him if he still wants to be a conductor, he still does!
he thinks!

If he doesn't even dare to think about becoming a conductor at this moment just because it is very likely that he won't be able to become one in the future, then what qualifications will he have to compete with others in the future, and what courage will he have to lead an orchestra.

Are you kidding! I, Wang Xiaohu, was not brought up to be scared!

In an instant, the air pressure in the room changed as Wang Xiaohu's expression changed.

Li An and Xiao Che's faces changed at the same time, and then they saw the familiar hippie smile reappear on Wang Xiaohu's face.

"Yes." Wang Xiaohu smiled, "Teacher, I want to be a conductor."

Xiao Che breathed a sigh of relief. The atmosphere just now was terrifying. She was really afraid that Wang Xiaohu would say something discouraging in the end. Come on!
Ang Lee: "In that case, you already know the cruelty of this industry, or what I said is even crueler than reality."

Wang Xiaohu hummed in his heart, come on, teacher, tell me what you want, "Teacher, no matter how difficult it is, I want to give it my all."

However, what Wang Xiaohu did not expect was that the teacher did not say anything else after saying this, but walked up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Very good, then you have passed my level."

Car: "Uh"

Wang Xiaohu was confused and raised his head: "Teacher."

Li An smiled and touched the back of Wang Xiaohu's head again, "I said you have passed the test with me. From today on, I support you in pursuing your dream."

"Ah?" Wang Xiaohu scratched his head. The atmosphere seemed a little strange. "Teacher, haven't you always supported me?"

Li An turned around and sat down beside the bed: "I supported you to learn conducting before, but I am not optimistic that you will become only this in the future, so I can't say I support you."

Hearing this, Wang Xiaohu couldn't help but feel ecstatic again. He understood what was said, which meant that from today on, the teacher had high hopes for him and supported him to become a conductor! !

"Don't be too happy too soon," Li An interrupted Wang Xiaohu, "I support you only because I support you. Whether you can become a conductor depends on you. Do you understand?"

Wang Xiaohu nodded: "Yes!"

Ang Lee: "I can't teach you anything about conducting. I can only give you three pieces of advice. Remember them in your heart forever."

In an instant, the atmosphere in the room became solemn again.

Facing Wang Xiaohu's firm gaze again, Li An spoke after a moment.

"First, learn to be patient. You must learn to be patient. Don't take action if you are not absolutely sure. Opportunities and traps are two sides of the same coin. Commanders don't get a second chance. If you mess up once, everything is over."

“Secondly, you must strive for absolute perfection in your professional knowledge. Don’t just assume that you understand it. It’s true that music is subjective, but the prerequisite is that you have mastered everything objectively.”

“Third, always stay humble.”

"Remember?"

a long time.

"Remember it." Wang Xiaohu said lightly.

Looking up again, the light in the boy's eyes seemed to illuminate the river outside the window.

Just then, snap, snap—

The cars clapped to a cheerful rhythm.