Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 932 192. Topic Composition: The Storm of Adolescence
In his reply email, Charlie Sr. first mentioned a point that almost needs no elaboration.

Brahms was a composer of the Romantic period.

Old Charlie reiterated in an affirmative tone that Brahms was a romantic composer.

Then old Charlie used a lot of examples of works and content related to composition techniques to show why he could be so sure of this point of view.

Finally, Old Charlie suggested that Ang Lee pay more attention to Brahms' sentences and identify the similarities and differences between his works and those of Beethoven's middle and late periods.

It was old Charlie's final suggestion that made Ang Lee suddenly see the light.

As for how to balance the classical and romantic genes in the actual performance of Boyue, Ang Lee can't wait to go on stage.

However, there were still less than four hours until the afternoon catwalk, so he had to fill his stomach first.

By the way, I would like to follow up on the work progress of Sigang. This afternoon is the first stage of Shu Ren’s enrollment. Here is a letter to parents.

"Hello, Sister Xu."
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Next door, in Wang Xiaohu's room, there was no one.

Next door, in Xiaoche's room, Wang Xiaohu was sitting on the sofa doing a Chinese mock test paper, and Xiaoche was also doing a Chinese mock test paper on the chair on the other side.

An hour ago, Wang Xiaohu knocked on the door of the car under the pretext of asking a question. After asking the question, he made the excuse that he had to write down the answer quickly, saying that he was afraid of forgetting it when he returned to the house.

As a result, my butt felt like it was stuck to the sofa.

However, Wang Xiaohu didn't say a word during the period and did it very seriously.

However, she would check her phone from time to time during the ride, as she was afraid of missing the teacher's message as the teacher hadn't had breakfast yet.

It seems that the teacher may have brunch now.

Just as Xiaoche put down her phone again, she heard Wang Xiaohu calling her.

"What's wrong?" She looked towards the sofa.

Wang Xiaohu was very proud: "It's time for me to write my composition."

Car: "Oh."

Wang Xiaohu thought to himself, we both started doing the test paper at the same time, you must not have started writing the composition yet, right?
He wanted to show off a little, but seeing Che Lin so calm, he couldn't help but ask, "How far have you come?"

Xiaoche looked down at the test paper and said, "I'm almost done with my composition."

Wang Xiaohu was surprised: "You write so fast!"

The car was speechless: "It's already very slow."

Wang Xiaohu was not discouraged: "Okay, what is the topic of your composition?"

Xiaoche: "You can come up with your own analysis material topic."

Wang Xiaohu: "What materials?"

Xiaoche: "It's a good idea for you to help me analyze it. I seem to have gone off topic a bit."

Wang Xiaohu thought that my composition was very good, but he said modestly: "You said, I may not be able to help you, I will try my best!"

Hearing this, Xiaoche lowered his head and read the material carefully:

"If you understand the four seasons, you will cherish the beauty of different seasons; if you understand the nagging of your loved ones, you will understand the true feelings behind the music; if you understand your ever-changing self, you will appreciate the scenery on the road ahead; if you understand an experience, you will gain growth."

"What are your experiences, thoughts and feelings about this? Please write "Understanding XX" as the title."

After a pause, he asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Ahem, we just wrote about this topic last week." It was the first time Wang Xiaohu heard Che Lin speak in this tone, and he found it very funny. "What did you write about? You didn't write about understanding music, did you?"

Xiaoche gave a thumbs up: "Great."

Wang Xiaohu was proud: "I guessed it, this question should be easy for you, how could you go off topic? Let me see what you wrote."

Xiaoche subconsciously refused: "No."

Wang Xiaohu saw this and didn't force it: "Then at least tell me what you wrote, otherwise how do I know if you are off topic."

Xiaoche: "What I want to write is about understanding a piece of music, which allows me to discover the beauty that is not easily noticed in daily life."

Wang Xiaohu exclaimed: "What a great idea! I'm sure you'll get a high score."

Xiao Che looked at what he had written again and sighed, "But I seem to have spent most of the space writing about how to practice the piano."

Wang Xiaohu: "Although I haven't read your essay, you are definitely off topic."

Xiaoche: Oh, yeah, that’s how I feel.

Wang Xiaohu then smiled confidently.

Car: "Huh?"

Wang Xiaohu: "I have a solution. You just need to change the topic to - understand the music score."

Car: "Huh?"

Wang Xiaohu stood up and said, "Since you have written a lot about piano practice, isn't piano practice the process of understanding music scores? You must have some personal experience in the process of piano practice, such as how to solve a phrase, how to overcome speed increase, can't these things be magnified into life? Isn't the process of understanding music scores on the piano the process of understanding life in life? Just apply it to it, how smooth it is."

Xiaoche thought about it and agreed.

If she changed the title a little bit, she would have stuck to the topic and the ending would have been easier to write, but that was not her intention.

"Let me think about it again." Xiao Che thought about it and still wanted to write a piece of music. "There is still time. I can rewrite it."

Wang Xiaohu: "What homework do you have left to do?"

Xiaoche: "Two Taoist scrolls."

Wang Xiaohu thought for a moment and said, "Taoism is easy to write. I'll help you look up information and you can write it. It will be done quickly. I suggest you change the title of the composition so you don't have to rewrite it."

After a pause, "It's almost eleven o'clock. We won't have time after the teacher gets up. We have to watch the teacher rehearse in the afternoon, and we have to leave early tomorrow morning. We only have time to go out and play tonight. What do you think?"

Xiaoche: "You only have one essay left?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Yeah, it's gone once I finish writing it."

Xiaoche: “Hmm.”

After a moment, "Why don't you go out to play tonight? I won't go. I still want to rewrite the composition, and I want to review math after that."

In this case, Wang Xiaohu had no reason to hesitate: "You reminded me that I also need to review math and Taoism."

"Let's do the Taoism test paper together, and then review the math together! How do you think?"

Of course Xiaoche was willing, but she was a little confused. Before Wang Xiaohu came, he said that he must find an opportunity to go out and play. If she didn't seize tonight, Wang Xiaohu would have no chance.

"Are you sure you want to review with me?" If she wasn't under too much pressure from studying, she would also like to go out for a walk.

Wang Xiaohu: "Of course, I did poorly in math during the midterm. I have to do well in the final exam!"

Xiaoche was relieved and grinned: "Let's work hard together!"

Wang Xiaohu is about to fly!!!

Just then, Xiaoche's cell phone lit up.

Xiao Che quickly picked up his phone and stood up, "The teacher has a message!"

"Wait!" Wang Xiaohu lowered his voice to signal Xiaoche not to send a message to the teacher first, "Don't tell the teacher that I was here with you this morning."

Xiao Che was puzzled. They didn't play any games and were just doing their homework. They didn't talk much during that time. The teacher would definitely not scold them, and it was not like they had done homework together before.

"What's the problem? Aren't we always doing homework?"

Wang Xiaohu said a little embarrassedly: "The teacher will definitely believe you, but the teacher may not believe me. He will think that I am here to play with you."

"Please, please! Don't tell anyone that I was here!" As if he didn't want to hear what Xiaoche said, Wang Xiaohu turned around, put away the papers on the sofa, and ran out the door. Before he left, he turned back:

"By the way, the topic I wrote was "Understanding Mozart", and the piece I wrote was "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star". The theme was basically about "Echoes Under the Starry Sky". In the end, my composition was posted on the bulletin board in the teaching building as a model essay by the teacher, hehe!"

"Wow!" Xiaoche exclaimed in admiration and watched Wang Xiaohu sneak away.

That’s great! I think it must be very well written. It’s amazing.

Xiaoche didn't expect Wang Xiaohu to write such a good composition, but she had experienced this situation before.

Before the summer camp, who would have thought that Wang Xiaohu was such a good swimmer.

In fact, although Wang Xiaohu is sometimes noisy, he is still quite low-key. He is not at all like some boys in their class who have no special qualities but think they are very awesome all day long.

gap!

It’s tasteful to understand Mozart, brother!
Without giving it any more thought, Xiaoche simply packed up her things and left the room carrying the breakfast Uncle Fang bought and her small bag.
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Li An was shaving in the bathroom. When he heard the door open, he went to open it.

"Good morning, teacher!"

"No, no, it's still early for you today."

"hey-hey."

"come in."

Xiaoche went into the room, closed the door, and put the food on the table. "Teacher, what do you want to eat? Uncle Fang bought you some porridge, but it's a little cold. I also brought you some bread and sausage."

A voice came from the bathroom, "Bread will do. Are you full? From the photo you posted this morning, you only had a small bowl of wonton noodles."

Xiaoche guessed that the teacher only liked to drink hot porridge. "It's okay. Maybe I ate too much yesterday."

As she looked around, she saw the teacher's teacup at the bedside. On the way to get the cup, she passed by the windowsill and he opened the window in the room.

As soon as the teacher opened the door, she smelled a strong smell of cigarettes. Sure enough, the teacher smoked a lot of cigarettes last night, and the ashtray next to the bed was full.

The sheet music next to the ashtray was opened to the last page.

When I saw this little car, I probably had the scene of last night in my mind. The teacher must have slept very late last night, otherwise he would not have woken up until almost noon.

It was the first time she saw the teacher get up so late.

With experience this time, Xiaoche knew that the ear-hanging tea bag should not be torn open.

When Li An came out after washing up, the bread on the table had been opened, the ham sausage had been peeled, and the teacup next to it was steaming.

What could be a more heartwarming scene than this? "Where is Wang Xiaohu?" Li An walked to the table, sat down, picked up the bread and took a bite.

"He should be in the house." Xiaoche said and sat obediently aside.

Li An raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and then smiled and said, "Today the sun rises from the west."

Car: "Huh?"

Li An: "You didn't tell him I woke up?"

Car: "Uh"

Ang Lee: "Huh?"

Seeing Xiao Che's expression suddenly become unnatural, Li An didn't expect that the two children had little secrets, so he asked what was wrong. As a result, Xiao Che finally decided to tell the truth to the teacher.

First, she and the teacher agreed not to hide anything from each other.

Second, she wanted to explain for Wang Xiaohu.

"Teacher, he was doing his homework in my room just now. He went back to his room when you woke up. He asked me not to tell you."

Then Xiaoche explained the whole story.

Li An was happy after hearing this: "When did I stop trusting him? Is he hiding something from himself?"

Xiaoche: "Teacher, actually he is a little afraid of you sometimes."

Li An picked up the teacup and took a sip: "It shouldn't be."

Xiaoche: "It's not your fault, it's his own problem. Just like me before, sometimes I feel that I haven't done well and I worry about what you say."

Li An nodded: "If you put it that way, it's actually my fault too. When you guys were playing tricks together, I basically just used him as a target."

Xiaoche smiled: "It's a very vivid metaphor."

Li An followed with a smile: "Okay, I get it. I'll pay attention next time. Wasn't he very serious when he was doing his homework in your room just now?"

Xiaoche: "Very serious. He never spoke to me again after he asked me the topic. Teacher, he wrote a very good composition."

Li An: "His class teacher told me that we can communicate and study more together in the future, not just with him, but also with Xiaobei and the others. I always support you to use your spare time to discuss and study."

Xiaoche: "Yeah, I often ask Xiaobei about his studies."

Lee Ang: “That’s great.”

After a pause, "Linlin, you are thirteen years old. You are not a little girl anymore. There is nothing wrong with making friends with boys, but you must keep a proper distance."

Xiao Che didn't quite understand what the teacher meant at first, but it sounded like she was telling her something: "Teacher, I... I don't have anything."

Li An laughed again: "Don't be embarrassed, I've already said that you are thirteen years old, not a little girl anymore. If I remember correctly, we should have discussed this issue before. You said that a boy wrote you a love letter, and you asked me what love is at that time."

Ah, of course this little car remembered it, she just didn't know why the teacher suddenly brought up this issue again: "Teacher, I remember it."

Li An: "Relax, the teacher just wants to tell you that it is normal for boys and girls to have feelings for the opposite sex at this stage. At that time, you told me that some classmates in your class were in love, and you said that it was not love."

Xiaoche: “Yeah.”

Ang Lee: "In fact, this is just a kind of affection between each other, which cannot rise to the level of love. It is an inevitable adolescent impulse in the growth stage."

Xiaoche twisted his nose and said, "It's hard to avoid?"

Li An said calmly: "If you find a similar problem in yourself one day, you can tell me how you feel."

Xiaoche scratched his face, with a weird expression as if saying: Teacher, how could I encounter such a problem?

Lee Ang: "What I'm saying is if, if you realize that you may have fallen into a certain emotion, you can choose to share it with me. I also suggest that you share it with me. At that time, I will share a paragraph with you first."

Xiao Che suddenly covered his mouth and said, "Teacher, you didn't know this when you were a child."

Li Anle: “Any questions?”

Xiaoche: “Yes!”

Ang Lee: "Shh, today is not the day to tell a story. Anyway, what I want to tell you is that I personally think that the term "puppy love" is a negative term from the perspective of the elders. We don't use this term."

Xiaoche: “Don’t use that word.”

Ang Lee: "How about the storm of adolescence."

Xiaoche thought it was funny: "Very good."

Li An: "Linlin, puberty is very special. It is a special period between juvenile and adult. Whether boys or girls, we will undergo some changes in this stage, whether it is height, weight, mentality, etc. Do you understand what I mean?"

Xiaoche pursed her lips: "Yeah."

Lee Ang: "Every adolescent should protect the privacy of their living space, no matter where they are."

Xiaoche: "Teacher, I know. I will pay attention next time."

Li An: "Send him a message and tell him I asked him to come over."

Xiaoche: “Okay.”