Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 946 206. Incompetent Master
"Then let's report section 16 first."

Grandpa Gao took over Lao Tang's words, "One class a week is exactly four months."

The old man said this with a smile on his face, and everyone was happy too.

The lobby on the first floor was filled with joy.

"Teacher Xu, please write an order for Uncle Gao. I'll give him a 10% discount and give him 50 piano points as a gift."

A piano player can come to the store to practice piano for one hour.
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Grandpa Gao was brought to the front desk by Xu Li to get an order, while Lao Tang and Li An started to make a course plan for Grandpa Gao.

Since Lao Tang mentioned twelve sections, we should plan the course objectives according to the twelve class hours.

There was nothing wrong with Li Ang's side, but he really didn't expect it.

According to his idea, he would have to sign up for at least twenty lessons with Grandpa Gao first, only in this way would it be safe.

The highlight of their courses that distinguishes them from other institutions is that they formulate corresponding teaching plans and sign course agreements based on the needs of students.

If you have clear requirements, we will follow your requirements. If you don’t have clear requirements, we will help you establish one.

Ultimately, we ensure that every student can take away something when they leave Sigang.

Li An doesn't want to see a student finishing a course here in a confused state.

Therefore, before the course starts, it is essential to make a clear course plan based on the students' own circumstances.

However, teaching is a matter for both parties, and the wishes of piano learners will change over time. During this period, the teacher will follow up on the students' dynamics at any time and coordinate changes in class hours and course objectives as appropriate. If the teaching objectives are not achieved at the end of the planned course due to the students' own reasons, the school will not be held responsible.

This means that when Sigang customizes courses for each student, it must take all situations into consideration when estimating the class hours.

Judging from Mr. Gao’s current situation, twelve lessons are about the right time.

The old man has a good foundation and passion, and he likes to tinker with music. His home is close, so the conditions for practicing the piano are convenient.

Ang Lee had no doubt about Lao Tang's judgment. If the old man could maintain this momentum, twelve classes would indeed be enough.

But what if?

Furthermore, when he encountered someone who could pay immediately, twelve classes might be too polite. The fact that the old man was not scared off by the unit price of the class was enough to show that he had the purchasing power.

And he had already said that not learning the musical notation could shorten the course period, and the old man said, it doesn't matter, he will start learning from the musical notation.

The old man has said so, don’t you, Old Tang, have the heart to earn this money?
Our pricing may sound a little higher than other places, but that's just a little bit.

However, the students are not able to see how much effort we have to put in private to earn this little extra tuition fee.

Ang Lee suddenly remembered that Lao Tang had resigned from Mr. Huang. Was this also one of the reasons why Lao Tang was excluded?

Hey, which county magistrate can hold back as a legal advisor? Hahahaha, damn.

"What's wrong, An Ge?" Mu Xin, who was standing by, saw that Li was fine and suddenly laughed, and asked, "I think this arrangement is reasonable."

Lao Tang was talking about how he had asked Grandpa Gao to try to figure out the right-hand melody of "The Hawthorn Tree" starting from the sixth class.

As soon as Mu Xin finished speaking, Lao Tang also stopped and looked over.

Li An collected his thoughts and asked Lao Tang, "Is it enough to spend four classes to formally learn the repertoire?"

"It's a bit tight," Lao Tang smiled bitterly, "I feel like twelve classes are a bit tight."

Li An waved his hand and said, "That's enough. How about this? You can slightly change the previous lessons. When the time comes, you can just take the music examples used for rhythm training and left-hand exercises from The Hawthorn Tree."

Mu Xin's eyes lit up: "This means it will start from the third class, and it won't affect the basic learning before. In this way, Uncle Gao just needs to go to class on time and practice a little after class."

Lao Tang sighed, "It has to be the principal again. Ah Xin, give me another new form."

Mu Xin: "Well, you can also write my lesson plans for me from now on. My handwriting is too ugly."

Lao Tang: “No big deal.”
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Shipo Middle School.

"goodbye teacher!"

As soon as the school bell rang, when the teacher walked out of the classroom, the car ran out of the classroom quickly.

Make an appointment with the teacher to go to the store at noon, and she will hurry to force you to go to the store.

Riding the electric bike all the way to Tianhu Avenue, she saw from afar a black car she had never seen before parked next to Aunt Xu Li's car in front of the store.

She was about to cross the street when she saw the store door being pushed open.

First, Teacher Tang came out, then the teacher, and then an unfamiliar uncle. Just when she thought there was no one behind them, an old grandfather came out.

Eh?
Seeing that the four teachers were talking and laughing at the door and seemed to be in no hurry to leave, Xiaoche subconsciously stepped on the brake and observed from a distance for a while.

Only after the strange uncle and old man got on the black car and left did the small car speed up and ride over.

"teacher!"

"Teacher Tang!"

Xiaoche drove the car to the door of the store and got out of it in a very handsome manner.

"Hello, Mr. Tang," Xiao Che greeted Mr. Tang again, and then asked Li An, "Teacher, who left just now?"

Lao Tang: "School is over."

Li An had already seen the car, "The student card number one for our piano classroom number four has been issued."

Xiao Che was stunned: "Ah? So fast! Is it the kid from Shipo Primary School yesterday?"

Li An: "No, it's that old man."

Xiaoche was surprised: "Ah? Grandpa wants to learn piano!?"

Li An laughed: "Why can't an old man learn piano?"

Xiaoche: "Then the uncle driving the car brought the old man to sign up?"

Li An: "Yeah, it's a good thing you're here, let's go eat."

After saying something to Lao Tang, Li An drove the car to the fast food restaurant across the street.

Lao Tang just returned to the house and Xu Li was about to leave.

"Will Sister Xu come over this afternoon?" asked Lao Tang.

Xu Li: "I won't be here this afternoon. I'll leave the store to you two. See you tomorrow."

Mu Xin: "See you tomorrow, Sister Xu."

Finally, Lao Tang and Mu Xin were the only ones left in the store. Although their small goals were not achieved, Lao Tang also achieved a big goal.

"Congratulations, Master Tang."

"Thank you, thank you," Lao Tang took out his cell phone, "What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll treat you."

Mu Xin said shyly, "How can I let you treat me to rice noodles? Wait, do you still have the good package for this month?"

Lao Tang thought that he had ordered more takeout in the past week than in the previous half month, so how could he have any red envelopes? "It's okay, it's okay."

Mu Xin: "No? Then I'll do it. I just got a new red envelope yesterday."

Lao Tang: "No, no, I can do it."

Mu Xin: "Use mine. I'm going to cook at home starting next week. I'll bring my own lunch boxes. It's a waste to keep the takeaway red envelopes."

Lao Tang: “Ahaha, is this true?”

Mu Xin: "Look down on me?"

Lao Tang waved his hands and said, "No, no, I don't mean that. I also plan to cook for myself starting next week."

Mu Xin: "Huh? We have an understanding, hahahaha, what can you do?"

Lao Tang: "I can only cook some simple dishes." Mu Xin: "Shrink potatoes or something?"

Lao Tang thought for a moment and said, "If I have shredded potatoes, I should be able to stir-fry them."

Mu Xin laughed out loud, "Then you don't know how to cut vegetables."

Old Tang blushed and said, "My knife skills are not good enough, but you can do it."

Mu Xin: "I'm OK. I didn't know how to cook before, but I was forced to do it when I was abroad. Cooking is actually quite simple. It depends on whether you are willing to do it. Once you develop a habit, it will be fine."

Lao Tang: "Yeah, I'm thinking of going to the library to return books this weekend, and getting a couple of cookbooks to study. I plan to cook for myself in the future."

Mu Xin: “Is there a library nearby?!”

Lao Tang: "Yes, it's very close to the north, and it's only six bus stops away. The library is very big and has a wide variety of books. I found this library as soon as I arrived."

Mu Xin: "Great, when are you going? I just want to find some books to read recently."

Lao Tang: "Tomorrow is Saturday, so let's go together tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, depending on your time. Wait, do we have to watch over you in the store tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?"

Mu Xin: "By the way, An Ge said he will have a class in the store tomorrow morning."

Lao Tang: "Then wait for him to come back and ask him. If it's convenient for you tomorrow morning, we can go there early tomorrow morning. The library closes at 5pm."

Mu Xin: "Yeah, I haven't had a good look around Chengdu yet, how about you?"

Lao Tang: "Me? Last year, I went with two buddies, the county chief and the Third Master. We didn't spend much time in the city, so we went to Jiulonggou."

Mu Xin: "Oh, that's fun. I heard it's super beautiful."

Lao Tang: "It is definitely worth a visit. If you like natural scenery, I personally highly recommend it."

Mu Xin: "Then I have to go and see it. When I travel, I usually choose natural attractions, not bustling metropolises."

Lao Tang: "Then we are the same, so am I. How about we order takeout first?"

Mu Xin quickly took out his phone and said, "You can't eat spicy food."

Lao Tang: “I can do it!”

Mu Xin: "Brother, let's not be forceful."

Lao Tang: “That day was just an accident.”

Mu Xin: "Forget it. I ate one mouthful of spicy hotpot and drank two sips of water. I drank three bottles of water for one spicy hotpot meal. Look at the smile on the waitress' face."

Lao Tang: "What kind of young lady is that? She doesn't look much younger than my aunt."

Mu Xin: “Hahahaha.”

Lao Tang: "How much did you spend that day?"

Mu Xin: "Including the taxi, it's only about fifty yuan. Taxis are really cheap here."

Lao Tang: "Indeed, when I first came here, the thing I remember most vividly was how cheap it was to take a taxi."

It's the same when two people are talking on the phone, they just start chatting, time passes by, and the topics keep popping up, as if no one can stop them.

Mu Xin ordered the takeout and asked Lao Tang if he wanted to go upstairs to practice again. It took half an hour for the takeout to arrive.

Hearing about the piano practice, Lao Tang sighed and said let's wait until after lunch.

Mu Xin: "Sigh again."

Lao Tang: "Mu Xin."

Mu Xin: “Hmm?”

moment.

Lao Tang: "Do you think what I did just now was wrong?"

Mu Xin was stunned: "Class time?"

Lao Tang: “Yeah.”

Mu Xin: "What's right or wrong about this? If you say twelve classes, then it's twelve classes. Isn't it enough to complete the goal in twelve classes?"

Lao Tang: "I mean, after all, you know what I mean."

Mu Xin: "I understand. How should I put it? I didn't expect you to only sign up for twelve classes. Not to mention the store, the commission you get is different if Uncle Gao signs up for twelve classes or twenty classes. Judging from the income from the subsequent classes, if Uncle Gao doesn't renew his registration, then your income from the classes will only be sixteen classes. If it were me, I would probably sign up for more than twenty classes."

Lao Tang: “I did want to sign up for 20 classes at that time.”

Mu Xin: "In the end, I slipped up."

Lao Tang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "So be it."

Mu Xin stared at Lao Tang, her eyes fixed on him. She thought of some scenes from Lao Tang's live broadcasts, and then moved closer. "How did you teach students offline before? You didn't charge a fee per class, did you? Or did you teach first and then charge?"

Lao Tang subconsciously turned his head away for a moment and said, "Hmm."

Then, "But no student has ever owed me tuition fees."

Superb.

Mu Xin suddenly thought that Lao Tang was very cute. "Your family doesn't run a mine, does it?"

Lao Tang: "Open a wool mine, an ordinary family."

Then he sighed again, "How should I put it? I know that I am not teaching students for myself now. I have to consider the interests of the store. It's just that I couldn't bring myself to sign him up for so many lessons after class. Uncle Gao and I talked a lot during class. He just wanted to learn a piece of Hawthorn Tree and just be able to play it. To be honest, three hundred and twenty lessons is not cheap. My mother has to bargain with people when buying cabbage."

Mu Xin: "I can't bear to make more money from the elderly."

Lao Tang hesitated for a while and nodded: "Yes."

Mu Xin felt a pang in his heart when he saw that Lao Tang's brows were tightening and loosening when he responded, as if he was still worried about this matter.

Mu Xin: "Okay, don't think about it. You can just teach Uncle Gao a little more. And have you ever thought that the old man doesn't need this little money at all? Look how straightforward his son was when he came just now. I guess Uncle Gao will have to sign up for lessons later, and maybe even buy a piano from here, so there's nothing to feel guilty about."

Lao Tang: "Yes, I saw it. Oh, what are we talking about now? It's not guilt, it's just..."

Mu Xin interrupted: "Don't say anything, I understand, don't think about it, go upstairs, I have something else to talk to you about, let's try to solve one small problem before dinner."

The two of them went upstairs and started practicing again with the music score.

As Mu Xin played the piano, the scene of Lao Tang reporting for class flashed through his mind from time to time.

In fact, when Lao Tang signed up for the twelfth class, she already had a strange feeling in her heart.

From the moment he started watching Lao Tang’s live broadcast, he discovered that this bald guy was different from other hosts who sold courses.

They all took sales classes, and he had never heard of Lao Tang’s hunger marketing.

On the contrary, for those who want to buy lessons, you can tell from the questions they ask that they probably don’t even have a piano at home.

If it were an ordinary anchor, he would try to come up with some excuses to win you over, and would get you to buy the course first and then make the deal.

But Lao Tang would only say: No, buddy, I suggest you download some piano software on your phone and study it first.

At that time, Mu Xin felt that this bald old man was really honest, and that was pure silver.

Today she found out that Lao Tang’s family didn’t own a mine.

Although there is no mine, it is kind of cute.

Mu Xin thought that it was really a matter of probability to meet such a lovely person nowadays.

"Wrong pronunciation again."

"Sorry sorry."

Mu Xin quickly withdrew his thoughts.