Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 956 216. The mysterious 2B incident! The oncoming general on the stage

Taking a shower after exercise will make your body feel refreshed.

When he returned to the parking lot, Li An felt that his whole spirit and energy were different.

It’s comfortable, really comfortable. I haven’t felt such a comfortable feeling in a long time.

Even the cigarette that Fang Yongbo handed over was rejected by Li An. "I don't want to smoke anymore, Brother Bo. I feel like my body is rejecting it now. I haven't realized that exercise has this function before."

Fang Yongbo walked away and lit up a cigarette himself: "Smoking is actually a process of obtaining dopamine, and through sufficient exercise you can obtain endorphins, which are more advanced than dopamine, just like meat is more fragrant than vegetables."

Li An looked him up and down and asked with a smile: "What are you doing?"

Fang Yongbo said with a smile: "Some people are born to love eating vegetables."

"I feel like I've learned two lessons," Li An said as he fished out his car keys from his pocket.

Then Fang Yongbo asked Li An to sit in the passenger seat, "Let me drive. I see your legs are a little weak when you walk."

Li An did not try to be brave and got on the passenger seat obediently. As for his current mental state, he would dare to go to a meeting in Chengdu. However, his physical condition was just as Fang Yongbo said, his legs were a little weak.

Fang Yongbo drove the two of them back the same way. When they passed the concert hall, Li Ang's car was in front of them. Fang Yongbo also had to go look for He Peng.

The two agreed to meet in the lobby of the concert hall at 3:30 pm, and then Ang Lee returned to the hotel by himself.

Regarding the interview in the afternoon, he felt that he should be a little prepared.

What can we prepare?

Since Fang Yongbo had no intention of telling me in advance, it meant that Fang Yongbo knew it.

He should choose to trust the conductor.

So I opened a car app and searched for Toyota Crown.

When the page popped up and he saw the suggested price, Mr. Li laughed and thought this car was not suitable for him.

The budget is 150,000, and he won't pay a penny more.

Although he said these harsh words, Teacher Li still browsed the page for a while.

If he were asked to choose between Xu Li's e300 and Fang Yongbo's Crown, he would choose the Crown because he just thinks it's easier to drive.

As I was scrolling, the page on my phone popped up and Song Kang called.

No way, Song Kang is going to hold a personal work conference tomorrow, so I can't rush over to support him today, right?
"Hello, Master Song."
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Book people are bilingual.

Today is the last day of classes this semester, so Wang Xiaohu doesn't actually need to come this morning.

When school was over last Friday, the teacher said that we didn’t have to come to school on Monday, and our parents just needed to report to the school and come on time for the exam.

But Wang Xiaohu still came.

The reason was that if he chose to come to school, he would have a reason to go out early in the morning.

He wanted to go and see early whether there was enough cat food in the cat's nest.

But when he arrived, he didn't see any changes in the food bowl.

Unwilling to give up, he took out his mobile phone and compared it with the photos he took yesterday before leaving. Even if there was only a little bit of cat food missing in the bowl, it meant that the little white cat had come to eat.

Unfortunately, no.

This made Wang Xiaohu a little frustrated. Not eating all night?
It’s possible that someone would eat in the middle of the night, so Wang Xiaohu decided to come and check after school at noon.

There were not many students coming to school today. Only half of their class was there, and the entire morning class was like a self-study class.

Brother Xiaohu did a math test and an English test in the morning and felt very fulfilled.

During this time, he went to find Qiao Zhizhi to return the book, but found that Qiao Zhizhi was not there either.

It's depravity!

After school, Wang Xiaohu walked out of the school gate and went straight to the small garden. It is understandable that he didn’t eat dinner, but does he not eat breakfast and lunch either?

"Where did this little kitty go?"

Wang Xiaohu looked around and decided to take a look before his teacher and Mr. Midao started their performance.

If Che Lin asked him during this period——

His first thought was to tell Che Lin that everything was going well, as he was worried that Che Lin would not be able to concentrate on her studies if she knew that.

But then he denied his first thought. Che Lin liked to hear the truth, and he had had a related experience.

Little White Hair must have gone on a long trip, Wang Xiaohu thought to himself, and turned to walk towards the west gate which was closer to home.

Less than five minutes after Wang Xiaohu left the scene, another figure arrived.

The little car arrived on a little white bike.

In fact, the small car had already arrived earlier, just like Wang Xiaohu.

Although he handed the matter over to Wang Xiaohu, Xiaoche was still a little worried.

Seeing that the food bowl and water basin were still the same, the car had no choice but to leave.

When she got home, the first thing she did was send a message to Wang Xiaohu. When Wang Xiaohu found out about it, he blamed Xiaoche a little.

"Don't worry about it. Just study hard for the next two days. I'm here."

Brother Xiaohu decided to go out again after lunch.

Dining room.

"Mom, I need to go downstairs in a minute."

"Where?"

"Buy a 2B mechanical pencil for the exam."

"Didn't you just buy it last week?"

"I left my grandma's house. Let's buy another one."

"I'll buy it for you. You can go to bed after you finish eating."

"It's okay, Mom. I can go buy it myself. I promise to be back within fifteen minutes and take out the trash at the door."

What's going on? Xu Li felt something was wrong when she heard her son's last words.

I also threw away the garbage. The sun was rising from the west.

"Okay, then eat quickly and then go buy some."

"Uh-huh."

Five minutes later, Wang Xiaohu put down his bowl and chopsticks.

"Mom, I'm full."

Xu Li didn't stop him and just said go ahead.

Today she cooked her son's favorite spare ribs, but he only ate one bowl of rice.

After Wang Xiaohu left home, Xu Li went to the kitchen and waited.

The nearest stationery store to his house is just around the corner from the west gate, and he doesn’t even have to cross the street.

He just wanted to see where Wang Xiaohu was going.

Five minutes passed and Wang Xiaohu still didn't show up.

Just then, she suddenly saw her son appear with something that looked like a white plastic bag in his hand.

Is this the garbage at the door?

Then she saw her son walk out of the community gate and run towards the east gate of Yunkaiyuan without looking back.

What is he holding?
What is he going to do?
Five minutes later, she saw her son hurriedly appearing with the bag, crossing the road and running straight towards the stationery store.

"hehe."

Playing this with your mom, right?

Xu Li returned to the dining table and continued eating. After a while, she heard the door open.

Then, "Mom, I'm back!"

Completely different from his state before he left, Brother Xiaohu seemed quite excited when he came back.

He first came to the dining table with the 2B fountain pen he just bought and showed it off, "Mom, this is good, it's specially for exams."

Xu Li laughed in her heart. Which 2B mechanical pencil is not used for exams? However, she did not respond. "Eat more. There are so many dishes left."

Wang Xiaohu was thinking about the little white cat just now and had no appetite, but now it was different. He felt like he hadn't even started yet.

"Then I'll eat some more." He said and went to serve himself some rice.

Xu Li looked at her son's back and continued to wonder where he had been. Didn't Che Lin go home?

Apart from going to find Che Lin, Xu Li really couldn't think of why her son suddenly went out.

But she said nothing, "Eat more," she picked up another piece of pork ribs for her son. Finally full and satisfied, Wang Xiaohu threw down his chopsticks and went back to the bedroom, "I'll only sleep for 40 minutes! Call me!"

Then he closed the bedroom door.

Wang Xiaohu couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and sent the latest photos he had just taken directly to Xiaoche.

In just less than an hour, half of the cat food in the bowl was gone.

Hehe, Che Lin will definitely be very happy!
Then he sent another message to Qiao Zhizhi: I asked Lao Yan to put your book in your hole, don't forget it tomorrow!
Zhizhi, who was having a great time in Guangshi, was checking the map when she received a message from Wang Xiaohu.

Nan Qiaozhi: I know, but I won’t take the exam tomorrow.

After a moment, Wang Dashazi sent a dazed expression.

Wang Dashazi: Are you sick? ?

Nan Qiaozhi: You are the one who is sick. I have something else to do. I will not take the final exam this time.
Wang Dashazi: Not taking the exam? ! ! Are you crazy? What is more important than the exam?
Nan Qiaozhi: There are too many to mention. I won’t mention them all. I wish you good grades in the exam tomorrow. See you during the winter vacation.

Qiao Zhizhi swiped away the WeChat page and continued searching on the mobile map.

Before the concert started, she planned to find another library and ask her mother to take her to visit.

If we don’t, we will be wasting today’s good weather.
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The sunshine in Guangzhou today is really great.

But Teacher Xiaomi could only stand by the window and feel it.

All the plans have been perfectly executed to the last step, and she plans to endure it a little longer.

Although Li An is sleeping upstairs now, what if she runs into Fang Yongbo?

She could keep track of Lee Ang's movements, but she couldn't keep track of Fang Yongbo's movements because the hotel was too close to the concert hall.

She has already decided that she must let Li An take her out for a good day tomorrow.

Just then, a mobile phone number from Guangshi called.

"Hello, the flowers you ordered will be delivered in half an hour."
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Teacher Mou An, who was completely unaware of everything, woke up from his bed again in a daze.

Sour.

Especially my butt is sore.

But it’s really cool.

After exercising and having a good sleep, Li An is now full of energy.

Of course you have to dress up a bit for an interview.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Li An took the room card and left the room.

I took the elevator all the way to the hotel entrance, and saw a man holding a bouquet of flowers.

What a delicate bouquet of flowers!

Li An subconsciously took another look and wondered which girl was going to receive a confession today.

I won’t say anything else, I just wish the guy who wants to send flowers all the best today.

He hopes all goes well for everyone today.

At 3:25, Ang Lee arrived at the outer door of the concert hall on time.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Fang Yongbo talking to a middle-aged man. Judging from the casual manner in which the two men talked, they must be old friends.

Li An couldn't help but quicken his pace.

"Here he comes." At this moment Fang Yongbo also noticed Li An.

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked over, then came over with a smile and held out his hands: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Li. I'm Liang Shan, the editor-in-chief of the Litchi Classical Music Channel."

"Editor Liang, nice to meet you," Li An also stretched out his hands, "You are much younger than I thought."

Liang Shan laughed: "Thank you, thank you."

"Okay, stop being polite." Fang Yongbo urged, "Let's talk inside."

Unlike the last interview, the last time Ang Lee was interviewed was before the final of the Xinghai Cup. The interview was very formal and was conducted in a special interview room backstage.

This interview took place on the still somewhat messy stage.

However, compared to the formal interview room, Ang Lee is more adapted to the feeling of being on the stage. After all, this is his home court.

Fang Yongbo's mission was completed, so he left the two of them and went backstage.

"Teacher Liang, have we started yet?"

Seeing that the camera crew had already picked up the camera, Ang Lee asked with a smile.

"It's starting, it's starting, please take a seat, Teacher Li."

As they spoke, they both sat down at the same time, facing each other.

Still different from the last interview, Liang Shan did not prepare any list of questions for Ang Lee.

In fact, it didn’t matter to Ang Lee whether there was a list of questions or not, but when sitting in front of Liang Shan, Ang Lee still felt a little pressure.

Ang Lee thought that there was probably no performer in China who could remain calm when facing the scene of Liang Shan.

As the editor-in-chief of a very influential classical music journal in China, Liang Shan does not have a good reputation.

First he blasted a certain competition champion for not practicing the piano, and then he angrily scolded a top music director for being unprofessional. His writing style is sharp and the articles are full of irony.

Even Ang Lee did not expect that the real people of Liangshan would be so vivid, as gentle as the spring breeze blowing from ten miles away.

Some people emphasize that Liangshan is unyielding even when he is right, while others joke that Liangshan has single-handedly hindered the development of Chinese classical music.

But among music fans, Liang Shan has an extraordinary influence.

Because only those who truly love classical music will pay attention to Liangshan, and only those who truly love classical music will care about classical music.

Therefore, people who truly love classical music don’t need a nice guy who can only sing praises. What everyone wants to hear most is a voice that clearly distinguishes between love and hate.

There is another reason why everyone likes to listen to Liang Shan’s views, which is also the reason why countless domestic musicians stay away from Liang Shan.

Liang Shan himself is a doctor of musicology.

Therefore, unlike other music critics who usually write in a literary style, Liang Shan’s comments always hit the nail on the head for some people.

Some people say that Liangshan is a debris flow in the domestic classical music criticism circle, leaving mud wherever it passes.

Some people also say that Liangshan is a breath of fresh air in the domestic classical music criticism circle, because Liangshan always digs out some new faces worth a try.

For Liangshan, Li Ang is actually not a new face.

But when he received Lao Fang's invitation and learned that he wanted to do an exclusive interview with Ang Lee, he directly stated on the phone that he wanted to make the trip in person.

He has seen the short film shot by Wen Xiao and listened to Ang Lee's concert video.

But he noticed Li An even earlier. That night, Li An hugged Hou Zhentao after he finished performing at the Xinhai Cup final.

So it can be said that thanks to the Xinhai Cup and the final blunder, Ang Lee still has at least a little bit of popularity in the circle.

He thought Ang Lee would take the opportunity to promote himself, because such an opportunity is a godsend.

If done properly, the profits will definitely be greater than a gold medal from the Xinhai Cup.

But soon after that, Ang Lee seemed to disappear from the Internet.

Liang Shan thought the terms had been agreed upon, and he could understand that this was also a good choice for Li Ang.

But he did not see Ang Lee at the subsequent award ceremony.

This is very strange. Why not give people a chance to perform k466 again?
It was not until he saw Wen Xiao's short film on the Internet that he knew Li An was a piano teacher. Moreover, unlike every young pianist he knew, Li An was a piano teacher who was still struggling to make ends meet.

It's not the kind of problem of food and clothing that makes people complain about driving a car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

From here he began to really pay attention to Ang Lee.

It was not until the summer music festival in Chengdu that Ang Lee appeared again. He was full of expectations, but this time Ang Lee disappointed him a little.

He couldn't admit that Ang Lee's Mozart performance was from the heart.

There was too much flattery in that Mozart performance, and his music was far from the decisive attitude he had when he participated in the competition.

But considering Ang Lee's actual situation, he could understand it, and after hesitating for a while, he did not write a music review for Ang Lee.

After receiving Lao Fang's call this time, Liang Shan decided to come and meet Li Ang in person, to meet Teacher Li.

"Teacher Li, I saw your interview before the Xinhai Cup finals. You mentioned that you hope to try to add Eastern understanding when playing Western works. Can you talk about this understanding in detail?"

Li An nodded. As expected of Mr. Liang, he became a general right away.

This question was much more tricky than the one asked by the previous female reporter.

"I am a Chinese. If I expect myself to play like a 100% German, then this idea itself must be 100% wrong."

Before Ang Lee finished speaking, Liang Shan instantly thought of the Mozart that Ang Lee played during the music season, and his entire DNA was unconsciously activated.

"Can we talk about it in detail?" Liang Shan repeated the question.