Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 935 195. He was also made to cry? Guangshi Fenhu has arrived!
It is obvious that some people can no longer stand what Wang Xiaohu said!

Xiaoche kicked Wang Xiaohu's foot, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

Although Teacher Midori seemed very excited, she didn't make any move to hug the teacher.

Later, Wang Xiaohu realized that his description was somewhat inappropriate. When he was about to explain, his mother on the phone scolded him loudly.

"Mom, I'm wrong, don't be angry, I just meant that the teacher is too awesome."

As Wang Xiaohu spoke, he grinned at Li An. What could Li An say? He raised his hand and slapped his head with a loud bang. He didn't see that the door was not locked!

"when!"

Wang Xiaohu, who was hit on the forehead, burst into tears in an instant!

But with the phone in his hand, he could only endure the severe pain and dare not make a sound! !

Just now he said that the teacher made Che Lin cry because of the playing of the piano, and now the teacher also made him cry because of the playing of the piano!
It hurts so much!!!

While rubbing his red forehead vigorously, Brother Xiaohu pretended to be calm and listened to the phone, "Yeah, yeah, I got it."

Xu Li heard: "What's wrong with you?"

Wang Xiaohu: "It's okay, it's okay, my nose was a little blocked just now."

Xu Li: "You don't have a cold, do you?"

Wang Xiaohu: "I want to catch a cold. If I catch a cold, I won't have to go to school tomorrow."

Xu Li: ".You just said that you won't have dinner with the teacher tonight?"

"Yes, Che Lin and I are not going." Wang Xiaohu rubbed his forehead and explained, "Originally, the teacher wanted to take us out to play in the evening, but we finally decided to study because we have an exam soon."

Xu Li: "It's Che Lin who wants to study."

Wang Xiaohu: "I have to take the exam too!"

Xu Li: "Can you speak more quietly on the phone?"

Wang Xiaohu said aggrievedly: "Uncle Fang will send Uncle Yao to take us to dinner later. Che Lin and I haven't decided what to eat yet. After dinner, Uncle Yao will take us back to the hotel. We will study in the hotel room for the rest of the time. We will go back tomorrow morning when the teacher comes back."

Xu Li: "I understand. Anyway, don't disturb the teacher's work."

Wang Xiaohu muttered inwardly, not enthusiastic at all: “Yeah, yeah, yeah, you talk to the teacher.”

After returning the phone to the teacher, Wang Xiaohu began to stroke his forehead with both hands.

Xiaoche came over to take a look and saw that there was a small bump. Although he felt a little bit sorry, it was your fault for talking nonsense.

"I had originally planned to take them around," Li An took the phone and motioned for Wang Xiaohu to take his hands away, "but something else happened here, so I won't take them with me."

Wang Xiaohu immediately showed his stubborn forehead. He thought the teacher realized that he had gone too far, but unexpectedly the teacher just glanced at him and looked away.

Wang Xiaohu felt that he had been hurt again, but fortunately Che Lin at the side showed him some concern.

Li An: "Someone will pick him up tomorrow, so we don't have to worry about it."

Xu Li: "Okay, go ahead and get busy, and we'll talk when you come back tomorrow."

Li An: "Well, Sister Xu, you should go eat soon too."

After the phone call, Ang Lee finally came out of his stage state and waited for the live performance on the 13th.

He put away the phone and checked Wang Xiaohu's forehead. There was indeed a small bump. "Does it hurt?"

It would have been fine if Li Ang hadn't asked. But when Wang Xiaohu asked, he felt like he was dying. "It hurts!"

"It's good that it hurts. I just want to see when you can control your mouth." Li Ang said this with a bright smile.

Wang Xiaohu was so angry: "Teacher, I don't like you anymore!"

Li An shrugged: "Then I won't care about you two tonight. Since you are studying, study seriously."

Xiaoche stood at attention: "Promise to be serious!"

Seeing that Wang Xiaohu didn't say anything, Xiaoche felt a little dissatisfied and kicked him lightly again.

Wang Xiaohu didn't dare to reply casually, but it was obvious that he still had some emotion: "I promise to be serious."

Li An: "Tsk tsk, what a great achievement! Did you follow the first movement just now?"

Wang Xiaohu was delighted. If only you had cared about me earlier, I would be fine. “I’ll just follow you until the end of the second movement.”

Li An nodded and then looked at the car.

Xiaoche bared his teeth: "Teacher, I still need to tidy it up."

"Okay." Li An took out his vibrating cell phone. Yao Libin called again. "I'll listen to Uncle Yao later."

Then he picked up the phone.
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"Why don't we call them back? There won't be anyone else tonight, so we can just treat it as a family dinner."

"It's not suitable, Bo Ge. Forget it. Let them go back and concentrate. They have to go to school tomorrow afternoon."

After the second child was taken away by Yao Libin, Li An followed Fang Yongbo to the main entrance of the concert hall.

He Peng and his party had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Li An coming out, He Peng quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hands: "Teacher Li, you have worked hard."

"Hello, Captain He." The last time Ang Lee came to rehearse, He Peng was in Europe discussing the performance, and the two did not meet.

After a few pleasantries, He Peng introduced Li An: "This is my son He Mingrui, who is also playing the piano. I specially asked for leave for him today and brought him here to learn from you."

He Mingrui? Li An thought to himself, where has he heard this name before?

He Mingrui, who was standing by, seemed not to have seen Fang Yongbo and greeted him respectfully, "Hello, Teacher Li."

Seeing Li Ang again, Xiao He couldn't help but express his admiration in his heart. He played the piano with such feeling. Fortunately, he came today!

"Hello, Mr. He."

Li An remembered it, and when he looked at the little thing in front of him again, his eyes changed.

How should I put it? If this kid were in school, he would be the type that looks difficult to bully at first glance.

"Cough cough." At this moment Fang Yongbo coughed deliberately.

He Mingrui immediately looked around: "Where is it?"

Fang Yongbo then laughed and scolded: "You little brat is getting even more excited."

The next second He Mingrui rushed towards Fang Yongbo, hugged Fang Yongbo's waist and shouted, "I told you not to come to see me last time!"

For a moment, Li An seemed dazzled. This familiar feeling, Brother Guangshi Hu?

Haha, when they were talking about the previous Pearl River Youth Piano Competition in the summer camp, Sun Liwen asked him if he knew He Mingrui. He had no idea at the time that the other party was talking about He Peng's son, and He Peng didn't look much younger than Fang Yongbo.

Including He Peng's father who plays the cello, He Mingrui can be considered the third generation.

"Alright, alright, let's make fun of you, Teacher Li."

Fang Yongbo and He Peng have been friends for more than 20 years, and he can be said to have watched He Mingrui grow up, especially during the years when he was leading tour groups at the Canton Fair, the little guy pestered him almost every day.

"I won't, unless you give me a gift!" He Mingrui refused to let go.

He Peng looked at Li An helplessly and smiled, "He has never been close to anyone since he was a child. He is only close to his teacher. I didn't tell him the last time you came, and I was angry for half a month."

Teacher? I see. Li An probably understood the relationship between the characters here. "Student He is a real person."

He Peng laughed: "It's up to his teacher."

After a pause, he asked, "Hey, where are your two students? Why didn't they come with you?"

Xiao He's ears pricked up instantly.

Li An: "They haven't finished their homework due tomorrow. This trip has delayed their studies. They have to make up for it in the evening. The final exam is coming soon."

He Peng nodded his understanding and said, "These kids have worked so hard."

Fang Yongbo: "Let's go, let's talk when we get there."

He Peng: "Come on, come on, Mr. Li, this way please."

As they talked, the group made their way. The place for dinner tonight was next to the concert hall.

On the way, Xiao He quietly asked Fang Yongbo whether the boy who was conducting in the audience in the afternoon was learning conducting from Fang Yongbo.

Fang Yongbo did not answer, but asked: "Did he swing well?"

He Mingrui: "I don't know how to conduct, but it looks okay. Is that girl also learning to conduct?"

Fang Yongbo: “She doesn’t learn.” He Mingrui: “She only plays the piano.”

Fang Yongbo: "Well, she only plays the piano."

He Mingrui: "She seems quite quiet."

Fang Yongbo: "Why, do you want to get to know me?"

He Mingrui: "No, I just think that since she is Mr. Li's student, she should be very good."

Fang Yongbo: "Even if she wasn't Mr. Li's student, she would be very good."

He Mingrui asked doubtfully, "Who plays better, her or Zhu Nan?"

Fang Yongbo: "Zhu Nan is not as good as her."

He Mingrui immediately became very interested in the short-haired girl. "She should be about my age, right? What is she practicing now?"

Fang Yongbo: "She is younger than you. She is currently practicing the Puppy Waltz."

He Mingrui was a little disappointed when he heard the waltz. "Are you sure she plays better than Zhu Nan?"

Fang Yongbo smiled and said, "The world is big, young man."

After saying that, he walked forward. He Mingrui felt like he had grown grass in his heart after hearing this, and hurriedly followed: "Teacher, please finish what you are saying. Who of us plays better?"

Fang Yongbo: "I'm not a judge. If you want to know, just prepare well for the competition after the New Year."

He Mingrui was stunned, "She wants to participate in the Xiao Xiao competition?! What's her name?"

Li An and He Peng, who were walking in front, also heard He Mingrui's question, and He Peng then asked about the car.

This morning He Peng and Fang Yongbo also talked about this Xiao Xiao competition, and Fang Yongbo mentioned a girl named Che Lin.

He Peng: "Mr. Fang said that the child is very hardworking."

Ang Lee: "It is indeed a rare level of hard work."

He Peng: "Ruirui, come here. You must cherish the opportunity today and ask Teacher Li for advice."

The first question He Mingrui asked when he came was to know the name of the short-haired girl. He was really curious about how a girl who was still practicing Puppy Waltz could be better than Zhu Nan.

Li An: "Her name is Che Lin, Lin with a dazzling array of colors."

Che Lin, He Jiarui remembered it, a very neat name.

At this time Fang Yongbo came over and said, "You two will be in the same group by then."

When He Jiarui heard that he was actually in the same group with Che Lin, his desire to win increased again.

"Teacher Li, the teacher said Che Lin is practicing the Puppy Waltz now?"

Li An smiled: "Yes, what are you practicing now?"

He Jiarui: "I am practicing the second movement of Bach's A major concerto."

Ang Lee: "Great, great! The fourth song is not easy."

He Jiarui: "Ah, it is indeed a bit troublesome."

Ang Lee: “I can’t grasp the theme.”

He Jiarui was shocked. Teacher Li was amazing. He didn't even say where he was having trouble. "Teacher Li, I'm listening to various versions every day. I'm going crazy."

Ang Lee: "Listen, you have to be clear about what you want to listen to. Your piano teacher must have told you that this piece is the opposite of Bach's other concertos. Its theme is not a reappearance of early works."

He Jiarui was convinced, completely convinced!

This is what his teacher, Mr. Meng's teacher, had just told him the day before yesterday! He took back his thoughts from an hour ago. Teacher Li was definitely better than his teacher Meng!
He Jiarui's tone suddenly became hesitant: "Teacher Li, can you tell me about this song?"

Half a step behind the two men, Fang Yongbo and He Peng smiled at each other.

Today's meal was indeed hosted by He Peng for Ang Lee, on the one hand to have a few drinks with an old friend, and on the other hand for his son.

To be honest, before listening to Ang Lee's live performance today, he really didn't think much of this young man. If Lao Fang hadn't almost slammed the table at him, he would never have been willing to hand over the last scene of the new year's drama to this young man.

As the head of the Canton Fair, he has to consider more than just a concert.

But the facts prove that Lao Fang's vision is still as sharp as ever.

Looking back now, he felt that he was still negligent. It would have been better if he had specifically reminded Lao Fang to invite the two children in advance.
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A Cantonese restaurant two kilometers away from the hotel.

While Uncle Yao Libin went to the bathroom, Xiaoche asked Wang Xiaohu if his head still hurt.

In fact, it didn't hurt anymore, but Che Lin asked, how could Wang Xiaohu say it didn't hurt.

"A little more."

"Let's buy some ice and apply it." Xiaoche suggested.

Wang Xiaohu immediately showed his strong side: "No need, it's just a minor injury. I just don't know if it will be better tomorrow, hey."

Xiaoche: "Who are you blaming? It's happened so many times. Can't you think about it before you speak?"

Wang Xiaohu: "I couldn't see clearly from that angle. I really thought that Mr. Mijima wanted to hug the teacher. Besides, isn't this a normal etiquette between artists?"

Xiaoche: "I don't know if it's etiquette or not. Even if it is, the tone you used was wrong. And the door to the lounge was open just now. You were so loud that others could hear you. Do you admit that what you did was wrong?"

Wang Xiaohu scratched his head: "Why are you like my mother?"

Xiao Che chuckled: "Fortunately I'm not, otherwise you would definitely get a beating today."

When Wang Xiaohu thought of that scene, he felt a little happy.

Xiaoche: "You are wrong today."

Wang Xiaohu sighed and said, "Well, I was wrong today. I will be more careful with my words next time."

Xiaoche: "What else?"

After a moment, Wang Xiaohu lowered his head: "I shouldn't have been unhappy with the teacher in the end."

Xiaoche: "That's good to know. If you treat the teacher like this again, I will really be angry with you."

So scary. Wang Xiaohu didn't dare to doubt Che Lin's words, but he had to say:

"Actually, I'm not mad at the teacher. He hits me if he wants to, and it doesn't matter to me. That's it," Wang Xiaohu's voice got smaller and smaller. "Even if he's done, he doesn't even care about me."

Looking at Wang Xiaohu's pitiful appearance, Xiaoche felt a little bit reluctant. Then he remembered that the teacher was indeed stricter with Wang Xiaohu before. Every time everyone made a mistake together, the teacher would not blame others but only Wang Xiaohu.

"wait for me."

"Where are you going?"

Wang Xiaohu had just stood up when Uncle Yao Libin came back behind him.

"Where is Che Lin?"

Wang Xiaohu scratched his head: "I don't know either."

Five minutes later, the car came back with an ice cream.

"Uncle Yao."

"I went to buy ice cream."

"OK."

When Wang Xiaohu saw Che Lin panting, he suddenly felt deeply guilty. He shouldn't have said that his head still hurt a little.

"Apply it quickly."

It was then that Yao Libin noticed that Wang Xiaohu had a small bump on his forehead and asked what happened.

What could Wang Xiaohu say? He said he bumped into the wall while walking in the afternoon.

Yao Libin really didn't know how to comment on this and could only give a thumbs up.

"Hey, Xiaohu, you reminded me of someone."

Xiaoche was curious: "Who is it, Uncle Yao?"

A face that was very difficult to bully suddenly appeared in Yao Libin's mind.

"By the way, Linlin, are you also going to participate in this year's Xiao Xiao competition?"

The second child was stunned. What does that mean?