Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 961: 221. When the Blue Flowers Bloom [Part ]

When she was kissed for the first time, she laughed happily and babbled.

When she was kissed the second time, Zhizhi obviously stopped smiling.

When the car approached Zhizhi's little face for the third time, Zhizhi directly used her chubby little hands to block between her face and her sister's mouth, and then made a pushing motion.

Upon seeing this, Xiaoche simply changed his position and gave Zhizhi a kiss on the forehead.

Zhizhi quickly covered her forehead with her hands. At this time, Xiaoche smiled evilly and kissed Zhizhi on the face for the third time when she was off guard.

Zhizhi: "@#￥&&&&!!"

At this time, Dingzi came out from the back kitchen and asked, "Is it Teacher Li's turn?"

Xiaoche: “Right away!”

When Zhizhi saw the nail, he felt like he had seen a life-saving straw. He struggled like crazy from his sister's arms and tried to throw himself on the nail.

Dingzi took Zhizhi and kissed the child first.

Squeak: "!!!!!!"

Haha, poor Zhizhi, the nail didn’t even shave his beard. He took out his cell phone and laughed beside the car.

Xiaobei: Linlin is about to start!

Xiaoche: "Yeah! Four and a half minutes left!"
-
On the sofa, Xiaobei was supporting Xiaonan's back with a drumstick in one hand, and sending messages with his cell phone and car in the other hand.

Xiaonan felt so comfortable that she looked like she would lie down and fall asleep at any moment.

Xiaobei is so happy tonight. She has the final exam tomorrow, but she can actually watch the whole show tonight.

What made her happiest was, of course, that her parents offered to watch the movie with her.

"Come and eat." Xiaobei's mother brought over the freshly peeled durian.

Xiao Bei was excited: "Wow, this one has a lot of meat."

Xiaonan sniffed and instantly came to his senses and quickly crawled to the sofa beside him.
-
Xiao Liu, who was reviewing a book in the bedroom, threw the book aside when he heard a knock on the door.

"It's the teacher's turn!"

Because there is a final exam tomorrow, Xiao Liu's father hopes that Xiao Liu can spare some time to review.

Xiao Liu's father naturally supported his son to watch Teacher Li's performance, so the father and son discussed it and decided that Xiao Liu should focus on reading and studying first.

Xiao Liu's father is responsible for monitoring the progress of the program, and when it is time for your teacher to perform, Xiao Liu's father will come to notify Xiao Liu.

Xiao Liu rushed out of the bedroom and grabbed the tablet computer, only to find that there was no one on the stage.

Xiao Liu's father: "The second half of the show will start in five minutes."

"Thank you for your hard work, Dad!" Xiao Liu went back to the bedroom and locked the door again.

Outside the door, Xiao Liu's father breathed a sigh of relief, and he could finally continue to work with peace of mind.

For the past hour, he has been staring at both his laptop and his tablet.

But you know what, the violin piece just now was quite nice.

Back in the study, Xiao Liu's father pondered for a moment, then opened the live broadcast link on his laptop.

Giving up halfway is not Xiao Liu’s father’s style, and what’s more, Teacher Li’s performance is coming next.
-
'Right away!'

Looking at the message sent by Doudou, Marco replied: Yes, there are still three minutes and thirty-seven seconds.

After a moment, Doudou: There are still three minutes and thirty-eight seconds left
Marco was the only one at home today. After returning home from school in the afternoon, he ordered some takeout and never left the TV in the living room.

While Sister Midori was performing, he received a message from Doudou.

It turns out that Doudou and his classmates had finished their final exams yesterday, and teacher Wu Zening organized everyone to listen to this concert together tonight.

Xiao Ma thought about it and continued to reply: You are right.

Arguing with girls is not something Xiao Ma is good at. As his father secretly said to him, you see when I can talk to your mother, but she still has to ask me about important matters.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ma suddenly felt that something was wrong. Mom and Dad are husband and wife, it is normal for Dad to give in to Mom, and it is also normal for Mom to ask Dad when she encounters problems, but Doudou is just my campmate!

Then: "No, there are still two minutes and fifty-six seconds!"

Another moment.

Doudou: Hahaha, childish!
childish?

Xiao Ma stared at the two words and was a little confused about how to pronounce them. No one around him had ever said that he was childish.

Am I childish? Xiao Ma decided not to reply to Doudou's message for the time being.

After searching in his mind, Xiao Ma found Wang Xiaohu’s profile picture and clicked on it: Lao Wang, if a girl says you are childish, how would you respond?
-
Piano classroom number four.

Wang Xiaohu thought it was Che Lin who replied to his message, but when he clicked on it he saw it was from Marco.

Take a closer look.

its not right.

Marco's question is very profound.

After thinking about it for a while, Brother Xiaohu tried to edit a few sentences and found that it didn’t taste right, so he quickly opened the web page to search.

'If a girl says you are childish'

search for.

"It's started, it's started."

Teacher Mu's words made Brother Xiaohu a little flustered. He didn't have time to look carefully and directly clicked on the first web page.

After a quick glance, I had an idea in mind.

Then I quickly replied to Marco: The first reply is that I am quite mature in front of people I don’t know well. The second reply is that if you keep calling me childish, I will talk about adult topics.

The moment he clicked send, Wang Xiaohu immediately looked up.

The performers and teachers on the big screen are here!

"Wow——————"
-
Listening to the applause on the TV screen, Xiao Ma stared at his phone and thought to himself that he was worthy of being Lao Wang.

Both responses seemed tailor-made for him.

The first one simply describes him. Many people who are not familiar with him say that he is very mature.

The second one also sounds suitable for him. He knows a lot of knowledge that adults don’t understand.

After some consideration, Xiao Ma chose the first reply. The second one seemed to be showing off, and he didn't like showing off.

Copy and paste and send to Doudou, Xiao Ma sent another message to Wang Xiaohu: Thank you! Why hasn't the teacher come on stage yet?
-
Wang Xiaohu no longer had time to look at his phone as he was also waiting for the teacher.

But the teacher and Uncle Fang had not yet appeared.

at this time.

"Uncle Fang is out!"

"Hey? Why did Uncle Fang bow and go back? Where's the teacher?!"

Qin Yong smiled and explained to Wang Xiaohu: "This is an orchestra etiquette, or conductor etiquette. Usually the conductor will go on stage first in the second half of the concert to bow in thanks and announce the start of the second half of the concert. Generally, the soloists in the second half will go on stage with the conductor."

After a pause, he said, "Only before a heavyweight soloist takes the stage in the second half will the conductor come on stage first and then leave. The purpose of leaving the stage indicates that he wants to personally take the soloist on stage alone."

"Wow!!!"

Listening to the applause coming from the speakers and Teacher Qin's words, Wang Xiaohu felt like he was going to be so happy.

"Uncle Fang is out!"
-
"Wow————————"

Another wave of applause, louder than the last, rushed straight to the stage.

Regardless, the old music fans in Guangzhou still had to give Fang Yongbo this face. At this moment, most people present knew that Fang Yongbo's back and forth was to build momentum for the next show.

Come on, let's see how talented this young pianist from Chengdu is.

Some people are not optimistic, while others are optimistic.

But no matter whether you are optimistic or not, no one can deny that in terms of appearance and temperament, this Li Ang is really wronged by not following the idol route.

“Wow————————————”

Following Fang Yongbo, Ang Lee strode onto the stage.

The audience burst into applause again, and the musicians also cheered for Ang Lee's appearance in their own ways.

Under the bright stage lights, Ang Lee, dressed in a black tuxedo, looked like the embodiment of classical music, and his every move was full of the vigor of youth.

Without any unnecessary movements, he stopped in front of the piano, walked around in a circle, saluted all the audience, and finally bowed lightly to the main seats, then turned around and sat in front of the piano.

The whole process was done in one go and was quite steady.

With just this one appearance, Ang Lee left a pretty good first impression on many music fans.

It was neat and tidy, without any pretense, much more refreshing than the catwalk-like appearance of some young performers.

What a handsome teacher Li, no, a different teacher Li!

Zhuzi is not jealous of Ji Xiaoqi, nor does she think that her teacher is not handsome.

She simply liked the feeling that Teacher Li's presence brought her. She couldn't describe what the feeling was. If she had to say it, she could only say that today's ticket was worth the money.

Senior Sister Xiao Ji is an old audience member, and she has become somewhat immune to the teacher's handsomeness. She and Xiao Wu have different opinions. Xiao Wu thinks that the teacher looks more handsome without shaving, but in her eyes, as long as the teacher shaves his beard clean, he can kill everything in seconds.

Fortunately, Sister Xiao Ji can always see the teacher killing everything in seconds on the stage, but today she noticed some details that were different from the teacher's previous performances on stage.

Before, when the teacher sat on the stage, he would only move the piano stool slightly and would not adjust it again. But today, the teacher is still adjusting the piano stool until this moment.

Somewhere in the second-floor auditorium, Boss X was watching this scene and thought to himself, don't be hasty, just adjust it slowly.

As the applause gradually died down, everyone's attention turned to Ang Lee's hands in front of the piano, who was constantly adjusting the piano stool.

Is there any little problem?

In theory, the piano stool should have been adjusted to the most suitable height under the stage.

But this is the importance of leaving a good first impression on the audience. No one seems to be in a hurry, and everything is aimed at being thoroughly prepared.

The person who was least worried at the scene should be Teacher Xiaomi. Teacher Xiaomi knew that no situation could stump Ang Lee, so he just had to wait quietly.

From the moment Li Ang appeared, her whole heart was on Li Ang. She seemed to be able to feel Li Ang's heartbeat at this moment.

Intense and hot, just like her.

About three seconds later, Teacher An, who was sitting in front of the piano, loosened his sleeves.

ok.

Li An looked towards the command desk and met Fang Yongbo's eyes.

The two nodded to each other.

The next second, the whole place was silent.

Everyone knew that Brahms's Piano Concerto No. 2 in B flat major was about to begin.

Not only was the scene silent.

Facing the close-up of the director's camera, Lao Wei, who had not felt nervous for many years, couldn't help but grab his trouser legs.

Guoguo, who was in Liang Huilan's arms, not only opened his eyes wide but also covered his mouth, as if he was afraid of making any noise and disturbing the teacher on TV.

Wei Fangyuan was not nervous at all. She just found Lin Yan's nervous look a little funny.

Lao Tang was not nervous at first, but he was a little nervous because of the serious looks of Mu Xin and the others, especially Wang Xiaohu, who half covered his eyes as if he was watching a horror movie.

Having competed with Ang Lee on the same stage before, Lao Tang knew that Ang Lee would not raise his hand unless he was 100% prepared.

Xiaobei, Xiaoma and Xiaoliu clasped their hands at the same time in tacit understanding.

Xiaoche was holding an apple in her hand, but she had last taken a bite of it a minute ago.

In the underground parking lot of Rongai Concert Hall, Fang Zheng and Qi Guojuan, who had not yet changed out of her performance costumes, squeezed into the car, staring at the screen on the mobile phone holder.

Xiangnan, the manager in the office upstairs, should be worrying about the timing of the celebration banquet at this moment.

At the dinner table in Lijiazhuang, Li Xuedong also became quiet. He did not ask Anzi why he hadn't started playing yet. The family waited quietly.

Yan Zi has moved a stool and sat in front of the TV.

I don't know when the old man came from the kang to the TV, sat next to Yan Zi and watched TV, still without saying a word.

Lao Li kept rubbing his legs.

Wu Fusheng got up early today on purpose, not to grab the piano room.

Lin Youyou was almost dozing off while holding the computer, but she still insisted on keeping her eyes open.

Tang Xiaoxing began waiting for this moment after lunch. Unlike Wu Fusheng, she was wearing headphones in the piano room at the moment.

In a villa in Yanjing, Mr. Tang Zhongfu had not planned to watch any performance recently. There have been too many performances of Brahms recently. It is foreseeable that there will be performances of Brahms throughout the whole year, and it will be the same few pieces over and over again.

Besides, he has already resigned.

When people get old, they still like quietness. He didn’t even go to see his eldest brother’s performance last night.

However, he could not stop the "threat" from his granddaughter. Yesterday, his granddaughter made a video call to him and said that if he didn't watch this show by Mr. Ang Lee, she would not go home for the New Year.

To be honest, Xiao Yuner has indeed changed a lot since the end of last year's summer camp. Her personality has also become more cheerful. He listened to Chen Yanqiu tell some small stories between Li An and his students during his granddaughter's summer camp.

It's not that he didn't understand Chen Yanqiu's intention, and he was very grateful to Ang Lee, but he had met too many outstanding young people.

He listened to Ang Lee's Bach performance on the summer camp stage and found it to be indeed excellent, but not outstanding.

Based on his experience, Ang Lee is already at this age and has no potential worth developing. It’s not that he is unwilling to take a closer look at Ang Lee.

He originally wanted to ask Tang Qianfeng to find some suitable opportunities to invite Li An to Yanjing to participate in some music activities and show his face more often as a thank you for taking care of his granddaughter during the summer camp.

It's a token of his appreciation. There's really no need for him to watch the performance in person.

However, in the end, he couldn't stop the "threat" from his granddaughter.

Let’s take a look. It’s been a long time since I last saw Fang Yongbo conduct.

He knew that Fang Yongbo had been busy with internal power struggles in the past two years, but he didn't expect that he would be doing very well and his professional skills had not declined at all.

Brahms's D Minor Concerto is not easy to play, but Fang Yongbo can be said to have delivered a high-quality answer. The soloist certainly deserves credit for this, but given the current level of the Guangjiao Symphony Orchestra, changing the conductor would not be able to produce the same result.

Compared with D minor concerto, Opera No. 2 is not just a piece of music that can be controlled by the conductor.

For any pianist, Piano Concerto II is a difficult book.

Tang Zhongfu looked at the screen quietly, waiting quietly for the last eye contact between the conductor and the soloist.

coming.

At the moment when the camera zoomed in on the piano, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

The young man's expression was too calm.

At this moment, the golden stage moved slightly as Fang Yongbo's fingers moved, and suddenly, the French horn slowly played the classic theme.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Li Ang was sitting in front of the piano, just raising his hands and playing the piano with ease. The sound of the piano was like a picture of the world unfolding on the curtain of the entire concert hall.

The scene seemed to become even quieter at this moment, and the story of Brahms had already begun.

(End of this chapter)