Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 934 194. On the scene! Both Rong and Guang blossomed

Let’s go back to the end of lunch for a moment.

At the end of the lesson, Li An once again helped the two children review the content of the lesson by asking questions.

If Haydn is the representative figure of the early period of classicism, then Mozart is naturally the representative figure of the middle period.

“Who Carries the Flag for Late Classicism?”

Wang Xiaohu blurted out "Uncle Beethoven".

In this segment, Ang Lee also reiterated that although Bee's later works are more like those of a romantic composer, his identity as a classical musician cannot be ignored.

"You could say that Mr. Bell led the transition from classicism to romanticism."

Here Xiaoche raised a question. She asked the teacher why Beethoven did this?
"Maybe it's human nature, notice I said maybe," Lee said, "Humans are naturally curious. I think for the musicians in the late classical period, everyone was eager to find a new door, and Beethoven happened to have a map to find the door in his hand."

Finding the door is an action. Throughout the 19th century, composers were not the only ones who were fond of finding the door.

When the spirit of freedom and rebellion passed through like a whirlwind and strictness and caution fell from the altar, nothing could be more aptly described than "romanticism".

The role of emotions has been emphasized and amplified as never before. When composers realize that music can be used to advocate and appeal, no one can stop them from continuing to change.

"You have to understand that at that time, most musicians were having a hard time."

“So when it comes to modern music in the 20th century, it’s hard for ordinary people to understand what the composers are writing. It’s like a pot of hodgepodge placed in front of people, and no one can tell what’s in it.”

Brother Xiaohu analyzed, “Maybe some composers themselves don’t know.”

Ang Lee agreed at the time, “But the conductor must know.”

Ang Lee only briefly talked about the large amount of folk music material that emerged in the late Romantic period and the tremendous development of program music.

In order to make the two children clearly understand what title music is, he gave an intuitive example.

"You can imagine the music in the Harry Potter movies, the music that plays when Harry wins, and the theme music that each character has. These fixed music that appears with fixed characters are the title music."

Ang Lee didn't know what was wrong with his statement. What the hell was that two kids smiled at each other? (Classmates' Record)
"Okay, that's all for today's class."

"Finally, I'll give you a little tip. Brahms's musical style has been described as Romanticism with a cutoff."

When saying this, Ang Lee was looking at the car, and there was no need to explain the expectation in his eyes.

"get out of class is over, go back and pack up. We'll leave on time at 1:15."
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From the moment he walked out of the teacher's room, Xiaoche began to think about what the teacher had said.

She became much quieter on the way to the concert hall.

The stage walk officially began. Looking at teacher Midori's graceful and graceful violin playing, she was still thinking in her mind.

During this time, Wang Xiaohu spoke to her several times, but she just shook her head. It was not until Teacher Meidao finished playing that she said "hmm" softly.

There was applause from the audience, and Xiaoche turned around and asked, "What did you just say?"

Just now? Wang Xiaohu felt like a long time had passed, but he knew Che Lin had been thinking: "Let me think about it. I almost forgot what I asked. Yes, I wanted to ask you if the last part played by Aunt Meidao was a cadenza."

Xiaoche: "There are two cadenzas at the end."

Wang Xiaohu was surprised: "You are actually listening?"

Xiaoche: "Of course I'm listening. I like the motive of the third movement, ding-empty ding-ding-ding-ding-ding. It feels very ritualistic."

Wang Xiaohu: "I like the third movement, too. So have you figured out your problem?"

Xiaoche: "Just a little bit. I need to listen to what the teacher plays today to know if I am right."

Wang Xiaohu: "What do you mean? The teacher can play differently today than yesterday."

Xiaoche smiled: "Just listen."

At this moment, another round of applause came from the middle seats farther away from the two children, and the second child looked over.

Wang Xiaohu: "What do these people do?"

Xiaoche: “I don’t know.”

The group consisted of five adults and a boy who looked about the same age as them.

Wang Xiaohu: "I'm sure they're here to watch the show."

Xiaoche: "I think what you said makes sense."

Wang Xiaohu: "I mean, they might be the band's leaders or some kind of person in charge, who are here to review the show. Didn't you notice that they were the only ones without a badge around their necks?"

Xiaoche: "Great! You have observed all this."

Wang Xiaohu put his hands behind his head and said, "That child might be the son or student of one of them. He is probably here to observe and learn."

Xiaoche: “Same as us.”

Wang Xiaohu: "How can we be the same? We are definitely better than him."

Xiaoche turned around and said, "Can you be more humble outside? Besides, do you know the other person?"

Wang Xiaohu grinned and retracted his hands: "Get ready to applaud."

“Wow———” As Ang Lee took the stage, applause broke out from the audience.

Erhai was not the initiator of the first wave of applause. The first wave of applause came from the group of people they had just talked about.

The middle-aged man sitting in the middle was the first to applaud, and he also reminded the boy sitting next to him to applaud as well.

"Mingrui, this is Mr. Li An, who is very good at playing works from the classical period."

The boy who was replaced by Mingrui yawned, as if he was very dissatisfied with being forced to come here this afternoon. This was the last physical education class this afternoon!
hatred!
Besides, no matter how good Teacher Li is, can he be as good as my Teacher Meng? If Teacher Meng has time, Teacher Fang will definitely not let Teacher Li play Brahms.

It is absolutely impossible.

"Yeah, yeah." He Mingrui sat up and wiped the corner of his mouth, "Dad, can I not have dinner with you tonight?"

He Peng: “No.”

He Mingrui curled his lips: "Forget it, forget it, I still miss Teacher Fang very much."

As the applause died down, all eyes focused on the piano.

The scene was quiet for about five or six seconds, and Yongbo raised his hand slightly on the podium.

He Mingrui, a student in the audience, stood up straight, and his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of the audience seats on his left.

He looked from afar, eh?

A boy who was a little taller than him also raised his hands, and it looked like he wanted to give orders too.

He Mingrui immediately found it very interesting. He was very brave. Even Bo Er dared to compete?

Looking at the side, there was a girl with short hair sitting there, but I couldn't see her face clearly.

The sound of the French horn sounded on the stage, and He Mingrui withdrew his gaze, thinking that it was just two children coming to join in the fun.

At the same time, Wang Xiaohu waved his hands and imagined himself processing this piece of music, while Xiaoche on the side stared at the teacher.

"when!"

When the piano sound came towards us, the car seemed to be stepped on by a giant.

Then her eyes flashed with fanaticism, that was definitely the feeling.
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Chengdu, Shu Ren Complex Building.

"I don't know how An Ge is doing?"

"They said they would take the stage at 2 o'clock. He's in the second half, so it should be his turn soon."

Today is the last group class of this semester, and Haitao and Liu Zhaocheng came ahead to decorate the classroom.

"Lao Liu, please move the table over there so that it won't be inconvenient when playing games later."

"Is there really no class this afternoon?"

Haitao put down the chair in his hand and said, "What are you talking about? The children have worked hard for a semester, and the performance was a success. They have been under so much pressure from reviewing recently. It's not too much to give them some relaxation."

Liu Zhaocheng: "Brother An doesn't know."

Haitao smiled and said, "Just follow Sister Xu's arrangements."

Liu Zhaocheng thought the same thing and said, "Come and lend a hand."

Five minutes later, the two of them set the table.

Hai Tao's phone vibrated on the podium. Liu Zhaocheng reminded him. Hai Tao ran to pick up the phone and answered it with a smile. "Hello."

"Yeah, it's almost done. Have you guys bought anything?"

"Buy more spicy noodles. Kids love to eat them. Well, don't base it on the number of people. Didn't Sister Xu give us a budget of 400? Spend it and bring the rest back to the store. There will be a concert later, so keep it for the kids who come."

"Go slowly on the road and be safe."

Haitao hung up the phone, and Liu Zhaocheng chuckled twice on the other side.

Haitao: "What are you laughing at?"

Liu Zhaocheng: "It's just a matter of two steps, but you still need to pay attention to safety, tut tut."

Hai Tao: "Pure jealousy."

Liu Zhaocheng: "You two will be there soon."

Hai Tao glared: "Keep your voice down."

Liu Zhaocheng: "Ang ang ang, we don't know, we can't see, okay."

Haitao: "Yes, this is the effect we want."

Liu Zhaocheng sighed: "I don't understand the young people's view of love nowadays. Where are you two at?"

Haitao: "If you don't understand, just practice your flute and don't ask around. We'll have our graduation concert after the Chinese New Year. How many songs have you prepared?"

Speaking of this, Liu Zhaocheng really has something to say: "When the time comes, you have to play a piano accompaniment for me, free of charge."

Hai Tao: "Okay, just don't talk nonsense around her, she's actually quite introverted."

Liu Zhaocheng immediately made a gesture of sewing his mouth, "Deal."

As the two were talking, footsteps were heard in the corridor.

Half an hour ago, Xu Li went to Yudong Office Building to pick up Lao Tang and Mu Xin. This afternoon, the two of them will replace Li An to accompany the children to the last class of the semester, and by the way, they will get to know the children in the piano literacy class.

According to the enrollment plan, more than half of their first batch of students in the future will come from Shu Ren’s first piano literacy class.

The few of them met and greeted each other, and Haitao asked the two if they had chosen the repertoire for the four-hand piano duet.

"not yet?"

Haitao was also convinced. He had been listening to the two of them discussing in the group every day recently, but no conclusion had been reached yet.

Mu Xin: “The problem may not be with me.”

Lao Tang: "It's really up to me. My idea is——"

Haitao raised his hand: "Okay, Brother Tang, please let me go. If you keep saying that, I will dream about you. You and Sister Xin can decide slowly. Help us now. There are still two classrooms that have not been decorated yet."

Mu Xin took off his clothes and said, "Get to work!"

After a while, Xu Hongxin, Zhang Miao, Liang Yudan and Wang Wenyang walked into the flute classroom, each carrying a large bag of snacks.

Xu Li introduced them to everyone again, and soon the group of young people became friends.

When the children finished their classes, the final party of the Shu Ren Piano and Wind Orchestra Club officially began.

There are snacks that don’t have to be shared by four people, games with no restrictions on rules, and teachers who happily accompany them. Every minute is precious to the children.

If there is one regret, it is the absence of Mr. Li Ang and Wang Xiaohu as conductor.

Qiao Zhizhi knew that Wang Xiaohu followed his teacher to Guangshi. It would be a lie to say she wasn't envious, but her mother had already promised to take her to Guangshi to watch a concert on the 13th. In addition to listening to the teacher's performance, she would also be able to listen to teacher Mijima's live performance.

Just thinking about it makes me happy!

"Zhizhi, why don't you join in as well?"

Seeing that Qiao Zhizhi was just watching everyone play without participating, Zhang Miao came over to invite them.

"Okay, Teacher Zhang!" Qiao Zhizhi stood up and raised her hand to sign up for the next round of action guessing.

Qiao Zhizhi is the secret crush of many little boys, and she was cheered as soon as she appeared on the stage.

"This little girl is also very smart." Mu Xin felt that she was a good candidate at first sight.

Hai Tao sighed: "Don't think about her, she is already An Ge's student."

Mu Xin: "Okay, Master Tang, which ones have you chosen?"

Lao Tang frowned: "Can't you learn something good from them?"

Mu Xin: "What a cool name, it totally matches your temperament."

Lao Tang: "Okay then, I like Tao Junyi, and that kid should be good too."

Mu Xin: “It’s just a coincidence.”

Lao Tang: "Then it all depends on your ability."

Mu Xin: “Huh.”

Hai Tao: "Wait a minute, you two, this child's parents seem quite determined and want to have a class with Brother An."

Lao Tang: “.”

Mu Xin: “.”

At this time, Xu Li on the side opened her mouth and said, forget it, this problem is not big or small, let's leave it to Li Ang to solve it himself when the time comes.

"That's about it. It'll be over once they finish this round."

The three of them nodded, and Haitao took out a stack of envelopes from his bag. "It's time to get down to business. Zhang Miao, you can take the percussion students back first."

Zhang Miao: "Well, Sister Xu, should we finish class first or wait for you guys?"

Xu Li: "You guys take your students home first. We'll be back later. See you in the cafeteria."
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Fifteen minutes later, Xu Li asked Haitao and the other two to go to the cafeteria first.

He received a message from Li An three minutes ago.

"Hey."

"Hey, Sister Xu," Li An's voice sounded a little excited despite the chaos on the other end of the line. "I just finished here. How's it going over there? Is it going well?"

Xu Li: "It went quite smoothly. I didn't have classes in the afternoon. I played with them for a period of time. At the end, I talked to the children and handed them the letters. We will communicate with the parents in the evening."

Li An: "Thank you for your hard work. I will treat everyone to a meal when I get back."

Xu Li: "You still have time to treat us to a meal when you come back."

Li An: "Haha, then I'll owe you that for now."

Xu Li: "How are you?"

Li An: "It's OK. Overall it's better than expected."

At this moment, Xu Li heard her son's voice on the phone, "Mom! The teacher just performed super super perfect! So cool!"

Then, "Give, give, give."

Wang Xiaohu picked up the phone: "Hello, Mom."

Xu Li smiled: "I've learned a lot."

Wang Xiaohu: “It’s too long!”

Xu Li: "Where are you now?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Che Lin and I are now backstage helping the teacher change clothes. A group leader will invite the teacher to dinner soon. We will go back after the teacher leaves. Mom, listen to me."

Xu Li: "Go ahead."

Wang Xiaohu swallowed his saliva and said, "Mom, let me tell you, the teacher made Che Lin cry just now!"

"And there's Miss Mijima, the violinist who treated us to dinner last night. She was so excited that she wanted to hug her!"

After a pause, he said, "Luckily I'm here!"

Then the adults on both sides of the phone fell silent.

Ang Lee: Is that true?