Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 983 243. The Aftermath of the Ending []

If she had heard such remarks when she had just graduated from college, even if it came from Fang Yongbo, Chen Xuan would have sneered.

But now she is no longer that green college graduate.

Being a musician is first and foremost a job, and she would never have thought of it that way before.

"Hey Xiao Chen, have you decided on the date of your return?"

"February 24th."

"That's tight schedule," Fang Yongbo said with a smile, "You two will be very busy during the Chinese New Year this year."

Chen Xuan smiled and admitted something, but the two of them had not had time to discuss the details.

Fang Yongbo: “The musical instruments were brought back.”

Chen Xuan: "I brought it back. I have to find time to practice two songs during the holiday."

Fang Yongbo nodded and said after a moment, "Practice the clips of Firebird and Salome as well."

Clips from The Firebird and Salome? Chen Xuan nodded.

As a piece that is not too common but is indeed a bit troublesome in the flute examination repertoire, she has only heard it but has never touched it.

Then Fang Yongbo said, "I'll send the score to Ang Lee when I get back."

Chen Xuan: "Thank you, Brother Bo."

"No thanks, no thanks," Fang Yongbo smiled and waved the racket in his hand, "If anyone should thank you, I should thank you."

Chen Xuan immediately bent down and used her racket to pick up the ball from the ground, but Fang Yongbo waved his hand: "I can't play anymore. Xiao Chen, just tell me about the backcourt problem again. I want to understand it clearly."

Oh, how come I forgot about this while chatting, Chen Xuan thought to herself that I was careless.

"Regarding the backcourt issue you want to know, the core is actually how to deal with forehand transition being targeted."

"Right, right, right!" He clapped his hands and pointed to the bottom line.

"What should I do if I'm targeted?" Lao Fang, a badminton fanatic, came online again, "Xiao Chen, you must explain it to me clearly today."

Chen Xuan smiled again, thinking that Brother Bo really loves badminton.

"First of all, in this situation, we have to make it clear that we are already in a passive position."

"My coach used to say that passivity is half of badminton confrontation."

Fang Yongbo: "It makes sense. It's either passive or active. If you are active, the other party will be passive."

Chen Xuan: "Being in a passive position is the norm when playing basketball. We should treat it as a normal situation. So when we are in a passive position, we cannot just think about getting out of it by stealing."

Fang Yongbo: "Even if you succeed once, it won't change anything. How many times can you succeed if you steal ten times?"

Chen Xuan: "So we have to face this problem head-on and accept that we have fallen into a passive situation."

"Usually in a passive situation, you must not touch the straight line near the net."

Fang Yongbo smiled in shame after hearing this. Isn't this just stealing? "You've caught me ten points today. It's true that nine out of ten stealings lead to failure."

Chen Xuan: "In fact, you have already realized this problem later. Basically, the shots you played were all transitions to the far net, without any diagonal lines, and there were a few pullbacks. These are all good transition ideas."

Fang Yongbo sighed: "The ball just can't get back to the right position."

The problem is back to the beginning.

Chen Xuan walked to the baseline and turned around. "Like the last few balls, you were already extremely passive. You need to handle the ball with a low hand position. If you want to hit a high-quality return with a high success rate, you must ensure that your wrist rotates to make sufficient compensation, but this is very easy to get injured. I don't recommend that you use this method in the future."

Fang Yongbo nodded: "Yes."

Chen Xuan: "In fact, we all know that the ball in the upper hand position is easier to handle than the ball in the lower hand position. So my suggestion here is that you should increase the speed of your steps and turn the ball that needs to be handled in the lower hand position into a ball that can be handled in the upper hand position."

Fang Yongbo got the answer: "It's still a matter of pace."

Chen Xuan: "It can't be said to be a problem of pace. I can only say that improving the pace is the most efficient. In many cases, even half a step can make a completely different situation."

Chen Xuan returned to the midfield area and said, "I'll share a forehand backcourt move, you can try it."

"Most people will take a step with their right foot, then cross over and turn to hit the ball."

Fang Yong stepped back to make way, "That's just how I am."

Chen Xuan looked forward and said, "When you can't actively use the national jump, you can directly use your left foot to pad twice and then jump up with your right leg to hit the ball."

'Shuh! '

With the sound of a wind-breaking swing of the racket, Comrade Lao Fang's eyes suddenly lit up. In just a moment, Chen Xuan had retreated from midfield to the baseline and completed the swing.

"Pretty!"

Fang Yongbo was greatly inspired and eager to try: "Can it be understood as a variation of the Malay Step?"

Chen Xuan retracted his action and raised his thumb. "When you encounter a similar situation, your pace will definitely be faster, and then you can use the upper hand position to hit the ball. When you are between semi-passive and semi-active, this pace can also enhance the initiative and coherence in rhythm. I personally rely on this pace very much. Would you like to try it?"

Fang Yongbo hurriedly ran towards Chen Xuan excitedly, no longer looking like a conductor at all.
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While Li An was picking up a ball, he saw Lao Fang jumping back and forth on the court. He didn't know anything else, but Lao Fang must be happy today.

"Last ball, come on!"

After returning to the serving area, Li An served a small backhand ball. His sister, who was standing in the receiving area diagonally opposite him, was so nervous that she hit the ball out of bounds with one shot, and Li An scored.

The doubles match here also ended, and Li An's side won.

"Let's play again if we have a chance! Actually, I'm really bad at this."

After high-fiving his three younger sisters in front of the net, Ang Lee walked gracefully amid the sisters' teasing.

Another hearty victory.

Cool! ! !
In order not to disturb teacher Chen Xuan's teaching, Li An came back and watched for a while before leaving on his own accord.

Judging from the situation, it may take some time.

It was almost twelve o'clock, and it was about time, so Li Ang took his mobile phone and went to a corner outside the venue.

"Hey Shuangyu, are you done with the exam?"

"How about it."

"Okay, that's fine. Do you want to take a day off or go back today?"

"Then hurry up and pack your things. Be careful on the road. Let me know when you get on the train."

The two children had just finished their exams and had not yet left the exam hallway.

After hanging up the phone with Yang Shuangyu, Li An called Lao Pei again, and finally sent a message to Li Fu.

After dealing with the two children, Li An returned to the court, and the teaching scene between the two turned into a confrontation scene again.

"So handsome, Bo-ge!"

Teacher Xiaomi hit a very fast high ball straight to Fang Yongbo's forehand baseline. Seeing that Fang Yongbo was about to fall into a passive position, the old man calmly took two steps to the right with his left foot, then stretched out his right leg, jumped up suddenly, swung the racket and hit a high-quality return ball.

"Good shot, good shot!"

Li An was really not complimenting him. Lao Fang's return of the ball just now was so beautiful that he didn't even see how Lao Fang's feet moved and he fell directly to the backcourt.

Another beat was made, and Fang Yongbo was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. This step was amazing, he could only say that whoever used it would understand.

"The key is that Teacher Chen teaches well."

Chen Xuan said with a smile that the key is that Lao Fang has solid skills, "Let Li Ang practice, he still can't do it even if he practices for a year."

Li An curled his lips: "Okay, you all have excuses, then I'll treat you to lunch at noon."

Fang Yongbo waved his hand: "It's not your turn, just eat at noon."

Ang Lee: "Let's go, let's go. I'm starving." After Teacher Xiaomi took a shower and changed her clothes, the three of them drove back to the concert hall, laughing all the way.

Fang Yongbo parked the car on the side of the road and the three of them walked into a small restaurant.

After the two dishes were served, Li An was no longer able to talk.

While eating the exquisite side dishes and listening to the two people talking endlessly about badminton, Teacher Li began to envision the future scene of Teacher Xiaomi returning to China.

We don't ask for the principal position, just for Rong Ai's flute part, our teacher Xiaomi should be able to get a position.

Suddenly Fang Yongbo looked over and asked, "What's wrong? Are you tired already?"

"Not tired." Li An was stunned, then said self-deprecatingly: "I can't get a word in. Your topics are too high-level, with this racket and that string. The racket I have at home is not as valuable as your two pairs of strings."

Fang Yongbo: "Can I give you a racket when you go back this time?"

Li An curled his lips and said, "Those rackets of yours are extremely expensive. But if you have more balls than you can play, give us two buckets. I found that the balls we play these days are completely different from the balls I play at home. They are very easy to play."

Chen Xuan: "The ball we played today cost as much as the money for your racket."

Li An was shocked: "Is this true?!"

Fang Yongbo smiled: "When you really get involved in this, you will understand that the racket is the least valuable thing. The most expensive things are the venue fee and the ball. But our teacher Li is not short of this little money."

Li An raised his glass: "I have to thank Brother Bo for taking care of me this year. I will offer you a glass of tea instead of wine!"

"It's unnecessary," Fang Yongbo raised his teacup helplessly, and the two clinked their cups. "But there is one thing I need to ask you to pay attention to. For the New Year, please get me some beef. Just the same as you made on New Year's Day. It doesn't need to be packed in a gift box. It's for my family to eat. Just send it before the New Year. Ten kilograms per address."

Li An: "OK OK."

Fang Yongbo picked up his phone and sent four addresses to Li An. "I'll make you 5,000 first. If it's not enough, we'll talk about it later."

"No, no," Li An's phone on the table lit up with the Alipay payment information before he even reached out his hand. "Brother Bo, this is boring."

Fang Yongbo curled his lips: "Put your phone down quickly. If you turn it back to me, I won't contact you next year."

Li An put the phone down with a groan, muttering that it was just a little meat, "You don't need that much."

Fang Yongbo: "It may not be just these four restaurants by then. The beef is really good. My father-in-law said it was good after eating it once, and asked me to get some for him during the Chinese New Year. It's mainly for him, and I'll get some for each family as well. I worry about these things every Chinese New Year."

Li An: "I understand. Brother Bo, please send me all the addresses after you have compiled them. Don't worry about the rest. I will make clear arrangements for you this year."

Fang Yongbo was happy: "Don't make it so complicated, just keep it simple, thank you for your hard work."

Lee Ang: “It’s just a small matter.”

Fang Yongbo: "Also, I won't accompany you to He Peng's place this afternoon. I have something urgent to do and I have to go to Shenzhen this afternoon. I will go back directly from there tomorrow morning."

"In that case?" Li An looked at Chen Xuan, "Do we still need to wait until the day after tomorrow?"

Chen Xuan: "It seems like we can go back early."

Fang Yongbo said hurriedly, "Just follow your plan. Don't worry about me. I have to take care of some group affairs when I get back."

Li An immediately got the hint and said with a smile, "So fast."

Fang Yongbo sighed: "You are the only one who thinks this is a good thing. I actually want to rest here for a few more days."

Li An picked up the teacup again: "Thank you for your help."

Fang Yongbo laughed, "You two can play for two more days. It's convenient to go anywhere with a car. When you leave, just give the car keys to Lao Yao."

Li An: "Goodbye, we should just go back now since you are leaving. The business will open soon. Besides, she wants to go back early too."

Fang Yongbo hesitated for a moment and said, "What number?"

Li An: "On the 20th, Brother Bo, please don't come. I'm just going through the motions. My teacher will come over when the time comes."

"Okay," Fang Yongbo nodded. This was what Li An said, and the past few days were also a special period for him. "I'll let Qingfeng go over there when the time comes."
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Back at the hotel's underground parking lot, Fang Yongbo and Chen Xuan agreed to meet again after the 20th.

"Xiao Chen, don't forget what we talked about. We have to hurry up."

"Yeah! Bogobye."

Fang Yongbo waved his hand and said, "See you in Chengdu."

Li An: "See you in Chengdu, Bo Ge."

The two watched Fang Yongbo leave, and then before he even got into the elevator, Li An asked what was going on.

In the next ten minutes, Chen Xuan told Ang Lee all the subsequent conversations between her and Fang Yongbo.

After listening to this, Li An began to ponder, "Bo Ge told you so much about the band exam, gave you so many suggestions, and asked you to hurry up and prepare the two band pieces for the band exam, right?"

Chen Xuan: "Yes, actually I also feel a little strange, maybe Brother Bo wants to help me listen before I leave."

Li An laughed when he heard this: "Are you serious?"

Chen Xuan: "What's so strange about this? Brother Bo really taught me a lesson today, a lesson that money can't buy."

Li An: "If you count on your fingers, among all the frontline commanders in the country, Bo Ge is definitely number one. His suggestions are definitely the most pertinent."

Chen Xuan: "That's not what I meant. I really think Bo Ge is very good. He doesn't have to tell me these things, but it's not that he can't. Because of you, he must be willing to give me some help. How to say it, if you weren't in the middle, he would be willing to tell me these things."

Li An: "Maybe he was really happy today. You can see he was as happy as a naughty boy on the court."

Chen Xuan: "Bo Ge is also a rare badminton fanatic. When I played with him, I could feel that he was very serious. In fact, he knew that he couldn't beat me, but he didn't give up any chance to score and really tried his best."

Li An: "So you didn't even add the last drop of water."

Chen Xuan: "Yes, I felt that it would be disrespectful if I let the ball go again. I could feel that Bo Ge didn't want me to let the ball go again."

Li An nodded, then smiled again: "How can I say this? It seems that you were right not to let him win in the end. Okay, okay, let's not talk about this. I didn't mean to let him win. I just wanted him to have more fun. Big Brother has been busy lately. Okay, since he asked you to prepare, you should prepare well. What are the quality of those two clips?"

Chen Xuan: “It’s not easy to play it well.”

Ang Lee: "Anyone of similar level can play the flute, but it's hard to play it well. Is that what you mean?"

Chen Xuan: “Yes.”

Li An: "We will leave for home tomorrow afternoon. You can start practicing tomorrow morning. Is it a problem to finish it within a week?"

Chen Xuan: "I haven't learned the score yet. Brother Bo told me to practice the score he gave me."

At this moment, Li Ang's cell phone vibrated.

He picked it up and saw that Lin Qingfeng had sent him two files in PDF format.

Ang Lee opened the first one, "Firebird 1919 version?"

"So fast!!"

Chen Xuan stood up and snatched the phone from Li An.

Ang Lee blinked. What does this mean?

Could it be that something big is really going to happen soon?

But Chen Xuan will be returning to France after the New Year.

Forget it, bad things can’t be good, and good things can’t be bad.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Lin."

After a moment, Lin Qingfeng sent an expression of encouragement.
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In the afternoon, Ang Lee drove to He Peng's house with Teacher Xiaomi, as he had promised the child after the last rehearsal.

When he set off, he also took the two bottles of wine that Zhang Zhuowen asked Zhuzi to bring back for him.

He Mingrui was given a very long lesson. In the evening, He Peng's wife cooked for Li Ang and his wife.

During the meal, He Mingrui kept asking Che Lin questions, which made He Peng's wife couldn't help but become curious.

Who is Che Lin?