Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 930 190. The determination of our predecessors! Let’s fight!

'Are you sure it's self-service?'

'yes!'

'The kind you can eat all you want?'

'What else?'

'it is good. '

'Take it easy.'

'Hmph.'
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It was this WeChat chat conversation that followed that created the legend of the Four Steel Big Eaters.

Ang Lee knew that small cars were actually very gluttonous, but this was the first time he had come across such a gluttonous small car.

I ate everything from sashimi, crayfish and beef to sea urchin, foie gras and snow crab over and over again.

With Fang Yongbo's encouragement, saying that one can eat as much as he likes, the car seemed to be running wild, and the waiter who was taking orders was stunned.

How can such a skinny little girl’s belly hold so much?
Ang Lee was really scared.

Fortunately, the animals behind the car gradually slowed down their eating speed.

"Linlin, what else would you like to eat?" Fang Yongbo asked.

"I'm full, Uncle Fang!" After finishing the last piece of roasted durian, Xiaoche wiped his mouth and showed a shy smile.

Finally, Wang Xiaohu was full and swallowed his saliva in horror. Che Lin was indeed not comparable to ordinary girls. Even her hidden appetite was so amazing.

Wang Xiaohu remembered that in addition to occasionally shopping at convenience stores, Che Lin also liked to eat Japanese food.

Sister Meidaoli finally clinked glasses with Li An and Fang Yongbo. After having enough food and drink, everyone left happily.

The formal launch will take place at 2pm tomorrow afternoon and we will say goodbye in the hotel lobby.
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"Hurry up, both of you."

"Ok!"

"Ok!"

They had agreed to do homework for an hour when they came back in the evening, so the two children went to their respective rooms after getting out of the elevator.

The two adults went to Fang Yongbo's place. As soon as they entered the room, Fang Yongbo took out his cell phone and handed it to Li An.

Li An took the phone and found a video that Lin Qingfeng had sent him half an hour ago. The video showed the stage of the Rongcheng Concert Hall, and an old acquaintance was sitting in front of the piano.

"They also rehearsed today."

"Well, I didn't have time to listen either. Let's listen together."

Li An opened the video, and the two of them sat down by the window and listened for a while. Then Fang Yongbo asked Li An to move back, and they listened to Nikita and Rong Ai's performance on stage tonight in this way.

"It's actually OK." Li An returned the phone to Fang Yongbo.

Fang Yongbo was more direct: "Nikita played very well, very Brahms."

Ang Lee: “Strict, traditional, and pure.”

"The teacher's summary is spot on." Fang Yongbo smiled, then changed the subject: "How was your performance today?"

Lee Ang: “Better than me.”

Fang Yongbo: "What's good about it?"

Li Anchen: "More thorough than me."

Fang Yongbo: "He was already a professional concert pianist ten years ago. You can't be more experienced than him. He knows how to showcase his talent."

Ang Lee: “Indeed, his recordings are also very worth learning.”

"But," Fang Yongbo pointed at his phone, "it was a terrible performance overall."

As for this, Li An repeated what he had just said: "It's actually not bad."

Fang Yongbo waved his hand: "You can get 80 points for your performance today, and Nikita can get 90 points, no problem."

Li An nodded.

Fang Yongbo continued: "Canton Fair can score 100 points today, no problem."

Li An nodded.

At this time Fang Yongbo asked: "How many points can you give Rong Ai today?"

Li An thought for a moment and said, "Eighty points."

Fang Yongbo: "Fifty points is not enough. Can you hear the brass? Did you notice the bowing technique of the strings? The whole stage is carried forward by the piano. The conductor is slowing down the tempo and the orchestra is just a decoration."

Li An: "Because you are not here."

Fang Yongbo: "Indeed, I have not participated in any rehearsal or performance work in the past few months. People outside have said that I am going to retire. I was the one who spread the news. Do you know why I did this?"

Lee An: “Rectify.”

Fang Yongbo: "How big do you think the gap is between Guangzhou Jiaotong University and Rongai University?"

Li An: "Ten years?"

Fang Yongbo: "At least fifteen years, which means we still need another twenty years to reach the level of a first-class domestic orchestra."

"The Canton Fair has held 20 music seasons. More and more music fans here are paying attention to the concerts of the Canton Fair. Citizens are pursuing this new trend. The sales of monthly package tickets are increasing year by year. Tickets for the weekly music afternoon tea are hard to get. The development of the Canton Fair has embarked on a new track. Classical music has quietly changed the cultural life of the city."

Li An: "Indeed, the New Year's Day holiday has passed, but we can still see many tourists here in the past two days."

Fang Yongbo: "Xinghai Concert Hall has become an important city card, but what about us?"

Li An: "There are other factors here, such as the economic level of the city, regional cultural differences, and the objective gap is still there."

Fang Yongbo: "So what should we do? Should we just sit there and wait for death? Over the years, the Canton Fair has been working tirelessly to explore ways for all kinds of citizens to enter the world of symphony, including holding open days, organizing art lectures, and holding online and offline interviews with musicians. There are many experiences here that are worth learning from."

Li An: "Wait a minute, Brother Bo, some of these plans were proposed during your tenure."

Fang Yongbo: "Yes, but I am a child from Chengdu after all. I have wanted to go back for a long time and have been waiting for an opportunity. Finally, Chengdu wanted to reorganize the orchestra. I took Qingfeng back the second year after I received the invitation."

Ang Lee: “You made a great decision at that time.”

Fang Yongbo: "It's easier said than done."

Lee Ang: “Imagine.”

Fang Yongbo: "At the beginning, they needed me to take charge of the overall work. At that time, I was responsible for everything, and all matters, big or small, were decided by my words."

Lee Ang: “That sounds very difficult.”

Fang Yongbo sighed, "It's really not easy. We have no money. Why do you think they are so eager to find me? In the early stage of restructuring, everything costs money. If I just wait, I will end up with nothing. I can only find a way out on my own. I can't count on anyone else."

Li An: "You have worked hard."

Fang Yongbo: "It's always hard to accomplish something. In fact, looking back now, it was not going well. Apart from the money, they also gave me the greatest support in other aspects."

"After going through the most difficult reorganization period, the band developed rapidly after getting on the right track. During this period, many outstanding young people were recruited to continue to replenish fresh blood for the band. Juanzi and Li Hui joined at that time. Now they are all capable players who can stand on their own."

Li An: "You personally assessed them all."

Fang Yongbo: "Yes, the assessment I organized at that time was very strict. Every person was assigned to a specific position and no one was idle. During the assessment period, I did not answer any calls from anyone."

Li An smiled: "Awesome." Fang Yongbo followed suit and said: "But Li An, you may not know that I did not have an administrative position at that time."

Li An: "Is the position fictitious?"

moment.

Fang Yongbo shook his head and sighed: "You are wrong. Administrative management plays a decisive role in the development of an orchestra. It requires the orchestra manager to make decisions based on many objective conditions and the collective interests of the orchestra, while also taking fairness into account. In other words, his power is very great."

Lee Ang: "You exercised such power at the time, but you did not have the corresponding identity."

Fang Yongbo: “Not yet.”

Li An: "Huh?"

Fang Yongbo seemed very satisfied with Li Ang's expression at the moment, and then took out a cigarette case.

Li An quickly stood up and lit a cigarette.

Fang Yongbo took a deep breath and then spit out: "From the beginning, they never intended to give me such rights, but they didn't have the power to do so at that time."

Li An exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Actually, I can understand that."

Fang Yongbo: "As the music director and orchestra manager, I would not let such a thing happen. I can certainly understand that, so I never said anything about it. I also acquiesced to some of their suggestions on the orchestra's personnel appointments and musician selection mechanism. This is where I should give in."

Ang Lee: "Because the band has developed to a new stage."

Fang Yongbo showed an admiring look: "Correct, but I didn't expect these people to want to squeeze me out so quickly."

Hearing this, Li An put the whole thing together: "But if Rong Ai wants to move on, she can't leave you."

Fang Yongbo: "But they don't think so. They think any conductor can replace me. They don't want to drive me away. They just need me to step back and push a conductor they think is suitable to the front."

Li An: "Commander Kong."

Fang Yongbo: "Kong Chao has a good character, but his ability is a little lacking. He is good at setting up the stage, but he can't control the situation when he personally goes into battle."

Ang Lee: "From today's rehearsal, I can tell that Conductor Kong has put in a lot of effort."

Fang Yongbo: "There is no other way. Everyone gave him this opportunity, but it turns out that he just doesn't have the ability. I didn't ask Qingfeng and the others to deliberately embarrass him. Today's stage is a reflection of his ability."

a long time.

Ang Lee: "Brother Bo, I actually have a question. I don't know who you are talking about, but I don't understand why they can't tolerate you. You are supposed to be contributing to the development of the band. Or is your presence hindering them in some way?"

Fang Yongbo: "Do you know why this band was reorganized?"

Li An: "In order to create a city business card that integrates the theater and the theater, we talked about this issue when we first met you. In recent years, Chengdu has attached great importance to the development of the music and cultural industry."

Fang Yongbo: "Do you have this business card now?"

Ang Lee: "If we don't compare it with the top companies, I think it is the biggest brand in the entire Western world."

Fang Yongbo: "Do you already have this business card?"

Li An: "I understand what you mean. So shouldn't Rong Ai continue to increase its development efforts as a personal project? Aren't we all on the same page on this issue? Rong Ai, with you at the helm, will only get better and better. Isn't this what everyone hopes for?"

Fang Yongbo laughed again: "People say that we musicians always have a simple side. You are wrong. What you think of as a business card is different from what they need."

Lee Ang: “Two concepts.”

Fang Yongbo: "Your business card is a kind of cultural self-improvement and a city model, but they only need an identity that can make money."

Li An then smoked another cigarette on his own: "So? I think I understood it correctly. The better Rong Ai develops, the easier it will be for them to make money, right?"

Fang Yongbo was laughing in his heart as to why Li An hadn't come to his senses yet. "Let me ask you, how much does a private lesson cost now? Listen carefully, private lesson."

Li An: "Five hundred."

Fang Yongbo: "It's less, but based on the 500 you mentioned, I can understand that 500 is the basis for your asking price based on your current personal achievements."

Ang Lee: "Yes."

Fang Yongbo: "Then how much more money and energy do you need to spend on comprehensive self-improvement to justify asking for eight hundred."

Li An calculated: "It's impossible to calculate."

Fang Yongbo: "The example is not quite appropriate, but the principle is almost the same. Do you understand?"

Li An: ".Understood."

Fang Yongbo: "It's the same as you. Rong Ai has developed into a profitable business card at this stage. Is five hundred really not a lot?"

Li An sighed, "Not a few."

Fang Yongbo: "Do you know how much more money Rong Ai needs to invest in its continued development? There is also the issue of term of office. If you calculate the input-output ratio, who would be stupid enough to throw money into it now? What's the point?"

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Li An couldn't help but sigh again.

Fang Yongbo put out his cigarette butt: "Projects that can make money are our favorite sons, and projects that lose money are our losers."

Li An: ".Fuck."

Fang Yongbo stood up and walked to the window: "Ang Lee, to be honest, I've been tired of it for a long time. Money, power, these things have never interested me. I have been involved in music all my life and have achieved some success, but I always remember where I came from."

"My last wish is to really develop our local orchestra and make it a success. It's just such a simple idea."

Looking at Fang Yongbo's back, Li Ang seemed to hear Fang Yongbo's words just now again in his ears: People say that we musicians always have a simple side.

"It's not my mission to catch up with the best. Maybe I have to wait until Wang Xiaohu and Che Lin's generation."

"My mission is to cultivate fertile soil before that. It's that simple. For them and for you, this time I will tear off this hypocritical business card in their hands with my own hands."

Li An was stunned.

"So don't feel any psychological pressure. I'm here, so some things are not your turn. Just relax and watch quietly."

At this moment, Li An was speechless. He just felt like a ball of burning fire was stuck in his throat.

After a moment, he swallowed the fire fiercely.

Compared with the problems faced by Fang Yongbo, his self-centered emotions caused by his hesitation are simply insignificant, just like Wang Xiaohu.

No, Wang Xiaohu had the courage to reject Fang Yongbo's proposal for a photo twice.

Then fight, Nikita.

All Ang Lee can do is win his personal battlefield.

Thousands of words can be summed up in one sentence, "Don't worry, Bo."

Fang Yongbo turned around and saw Li An bowing to him. He then smiled, but his smile froze slightly the next second.

"Okay, that's all."

Seeing that Li An didn't want to leave, Fang Yongbo didn't pretend, and ran to the bathroom while stroking his belly: "Call Yao Libin later and send me a message."

In three seconds, Li An disappeared in Fang Yongbo's room.

Just one sentence left, "Got it!"

Sitting on the toilet seat, Fang Yongbo covered his forehead with his hands and looked "painful". Yes, he had eaten too much today.
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Next door next door.

Wang Xiaohu burped after coming out of the bathroom.

(End of this chapter)