Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1073 333. Newcomers to the team: Sigang’s welcome
The finals will last for ten days, from April 17th to April 27th.

The competition will be held at the Yenching International Art Exchange Center.

Group C's schedule is for the 22nd and 23rd.

It was not until Xiaoche received a message from Wang Xiaohu on the way home from evening self-study that he learned that the results of the auditions had come out.

When Xiaoche saw the schedule for Group C, he was both surprised and a little scared.

After returning to the teacher's house, Xiaoche called his father for half an hour.

After finishing the phone call with his dad, Xiaoche ate a piece of bread and went to the study to practice the piano.

I originally planned to practice well all night, but I was in a restless state the whole night.

Xiaoche waited until the teacher came back and chatted with the teacher for a long time.

The teacher also told her not to think too much.

"Go wash up, Linlin, and come with me to the store to practice the piano tomorrow morning."

"Well, good night, teacher."

After Xiaoche finished washing and returned to the cabin, Li An went to the bathroom to take a shower.

I went back to the bedroom and video-called Chen Xuan.

Teacher Xiaomi had taught a whole morning and it was time for the afternoon break.

The two chatted for a while and then hung up the video.

It can be seen that Teacher Xiaomi is quite busy in the first week of school.
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The next morning, the teacher and student had breakfast at home and went to Sigang.

This morning Li An has classes with Marco, Xiao Bei and Xiao Liu.

When Li An and Xiaoche arrived at the store, Marco had already arrived and was bragging with Wang Xiaohu in the rest area.

"Good morning, teacher! Good morning, Che Lin!"

"Good morning, teacher! Good morning, God of Cars!"

Brother Xiaohu was half a beat faster than Marco.

"Good morning." Xiaoche and his two friends waved.

Wang Xiaohu noticed something was wrong with the car at the first moment, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Ang Lee also greeted the two children and told Xiao Che to find an empty piano room to practice, then he took Marco upstairs.

"Congratulations." Wang Xiaohu continued to offer his congratulations.

"Thank you." Xiaoche replied indifferently, perhaps realizing that his attitude was a bit bad, "Aren't you going to the command class this morning?"

Wang Xiaohu said hurriedly: "Teacher Qin has to shoot the orchestra this morning, I will go to see him in the afternoon."

Car: "Oh."

Wang Xiaohu: "Yeah, shall we go together tomorrow?"

Tomorrow? Xiao Che then realized that Doubao and Dousha would have to get their last shot of vaccination tomorrow, and Wang Xiaohu had asked her about it last night.

"What time tomorrow?" Xiaoche thought for a moment and said, "Let's see what happens tomorrow. I'm going to practice the piano first."

Wang Xiaohu: "Yeah, you practice the piano first, I'll go up and practice the piano later."

Looking at Xiaoche's back, Wang Xiaohu wondered what happened to Che Lin?
His intuition told him that something must have happened to Che Lin!
Just then, he suddenly saw Zhang Yahui walk into the first floor door.

When he looked at Zhang Yahui, Zhang Yahui also looked at him.

Brother Xiaohu looked around again, and after making sure that he didn't see Zhang Yahui's father, he waved to Zhang Yahui politely.

But then Zhang Yahui trotted towards him.

Zhang Yahui remembered Wang Xiaohu. When she saw Wang Xiaohu waving his hand, she thought he was asking her to come over. However, Wang Xiaohu asked her what was wrong with a confused look on his face.

This question confused Zhang Yahui, "I, I'm fine."

Wang Xiaohu was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, why are you running over here if you're fine, but he could also understand.

In his opinion, Zhang Yahui was a timid girl. It was her first time to come to an unfamiliar environment to attend class, and there was no adult around her. She would naturally get closer to acquaintances.

Looking around, Brother Xiaohu felt that he should be considered an acquaintance of Zhang Yahui.

"Did you come here by yourself?" Brother Xiaohu confirmed again.

Zhang Yahui shook her head: "Dad walked me to the door and left."

After confirming that Zhang Yahui's father didn't come with him, Brother Xiaohu breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Your class at 9:30?"

Zhang Yahui nodded.

Wang Xiaohu: "Then why did you come so early?"

Zhang Yahui: "My father asked me to come early to wait for Teacher Tang."

Wang Xiaohu thought that Zhang Yahui’s father was definitely not normal, as he came to class nearly an hour early. “Then you are—”

As he spoke, Brother Xiaohu looked around again and saw that the rest area was full of parents.

"Come with me."

Zhang Yahui tightened the music bag in her hand and followed Wang Xiaohu to a corner of the water bar.

"Just wait here."

Zhang Yahui asked quietly, "Just sit on this chair?"

Brother Xiaohu was speechless again. With so many chairs, where could they sit? It was clear that the whole family was abnormal.

"Sit anywhere."

"Oh, thank you."

Zhang Yahui carefully sat down on the chair closest to her.

She only sat one-third of the way up the chair, her legs squeezed together and she looked a little nervous, with her hands clutching a cloth bag covering her legs.

Seeing Zhang Yahui's cautious look, Brother Xiaohu couldn't help but think of the scene where Zhang Yahui was coldly threatened by her father, and he felt uncomfortable for a moment.

I wanted to turn around and leave, but I couldn't help but say one more sentence: "Put your bag on the chair next to you. It's so tiring to carry it."

Zhang Yahui shook her head: "I'm not tired."

Brother Tiger: "Are you thirsty?"

Zhang Yahui continued to shake her head: "I'm not thirsty."

"Wait," Brother Xiaohu turned and walked into the water bar to get a glass of warm water.

"Thank you, I'm really not thirsty." Zhang Yahui refused repeatedly.

Brother Xiaohu didn't know what to say: "Why don't you drink it to warm your hands? It's quite cold this morning."

As he spoke, Brother Xiaohu moved the disposable cup in his hand closer to Zhang Yahui, "Here."

Looking at the paper cup that Wang Xiaohu handed over again, Zhang Yahui raised her hand and gently took it: "Thank you."

Brother Xiaohu: "You don't have to be so reserved in Piano Classroom No. 4. Well, you don't have to keep saying thank you. You will get the hang of it after a while."

Feeling the warmth from the paper cup in her palms and listening to the words of the boy in front of her, Zhang Yahui felt a warmth in her heart that she had never experienced before.

"Thank you."

Upon hearing this, Brother Xiaohu sat down directly on the chair next to Zhang Yahui.

"I've told you not to keep saying thank you. Wait, what's your name, Zhang something?" Brother Xiaohu forgot the name that was on the tip of his tongue.

"My name is Zhang Yahui," Zhang Yahui thought for a moment and added, "Ya means elegant, Hui means preferential."

Brother Xiaohu couldn't help but chuckle.

Zhang Yahui blinked, confusion showing up on her little face. She didn't know what she had said wrong.

Then I heard Brother Xiaohu say, "Your nickname is not Youyou, right?"

Zhang Yahui quickly shook her head again: "My nickname is Huihui."

Seeing that Zhang Yahui was not amused by his joke, Brother Xiaohu was speechless again. Doesn’t he get this?
"Hasn't anyone ever said something like that when you introduced yourself to someone?"

Zhang Yahui: "I didn't introduce myself."

Brother Xiaohu: "Okay, elegant means Ya, and preferential means Hui, do you understand?"

Zhang Yahui immediately understood why the boy in front of her called her nickname Youyou, and then she smiled with her eyes narrowed.

After a moment, "I don't know your name yet."

Brother Xiaohu: "My name is Wang Xiaohu, which means small, and tiger."

Wang Xiaohu. Zhang Yahui remembered: "Wang Xiaohu, do you have to go to class in the morning?"

Brother Xiaohu: "I'm not here for class, I'm here to practice piano."

Zhang Yahui: “Oh.”

He usually doesn’t talk much to his classmates at school, and for a moment Zhang Yahui didn’t know what to say to Wang Xiaohu, but she could feel the kindness from Wang Xiaohu.

Brother Xiaohu: "What are you practicing now?"

Zhang Yahui: "Practicing Czerny etudes."

Brother Xiaohu: "What a coincidence, I'm also practicing Czerny, where are you at?"

Zhang Yahui: "The first one of 740."

Brother Xiaohu: "What did you say?!"

Zhang Yahui was startled by Wang Xiaohu's sudden raised tone, and her face turned pale for a moment.

"Sorry, sorry." Brother Xiaohu immediately realized that his reaction had frightened the other party, "I meant that you have made great progress!"

Indeed, Brother Xiaohu, who was still playing 849, found it difficult to accept that Zhang Yahui had already played to 740.

What does 740 mean? Playing to 740 is already half a step to professional level!
It was barely less than a year later, and Brother Xiaohu still had an impression of Zhang Yahui's playing of Haydn at that time.

Although he is indeed stronger than him, the opponent has already rebounded to 740 in such a short time, which Che Lin couldn't do!
Zhang Yahui took a sip from the water cup, calmed down, paused and then explained: "Dad said that I haven't made any progress in the past six months. I have been playing the first bar of 740 for three months, but I can't speed up. Once I speed up, my fingers are out of control."

Brother Xiaohu understood, so he said, "You haven't finished playing 299 yet?"

Zhang Yahui: "No, my father only picked three songs for me to play, and then asked me to start practicing 740."

Brother Xiaohu: "I guess you have finished playing 849."

Zhang Yahui: “I played one-third of it.”

Brother Tiger: "What about other etudes?"

Zhang Yahui: "My father never let me practice other etudes."

Brother Xiaohu thought he was invincible. He really wanted to ask Zhang Yahui's father if he was a piano teacher. "Just let you practice 740 directly."

Zhang Yahui: "740 is really difficult, I"

Brother Tiger: "You what?"

Zhang Yahui: "I know I can't play it."

Brother Xiaohu: "So your dad sent you here."

Zhang Yahui: "Probably."

After a moment, "I don't know why my father sent me here."

Brother Xiaohu sighed again when he saw this, "Don't think too much. Just listen to Teacher Tang when you are here. Teacher Tang has a lot of methods."

Zhang Yahui: "Well, my father also told me to study according to what Teacher Tang taught me in the future."

Brother Xiaohu thought for a moment and asked hesitantly, "Your dad, is your dad still mean to you now?"

Zhang Yahui lowered her head and shook her head again.

Brother Xiaohu felt troubled when he saw this scene. If it was fierce, it was fierce. If it wasn't fierce, it wasn't fierce. What kind of reaction was this?

But then he thought that all this was caused by Zhang Yahui's father, and he couldn't help but feel more disgusted with Zhang Yahui's father.

He actually wanted to ask Zhang Yahui, "Does your father still beat you often?" But he felt it was inappropriate to ask this.

He really wanted to tell Zhang Yahui that if her father hits her again, she should call the police immediately!

Just then, "Wang Xiaohu, isn't it time for you to practice the piano?"

Brother Xiaohu looked at his watch. It was already nine o'clock. "Can you do it yourself?"

Only then did Zhang Yahui realize that Wang Xiaohu was accompanying him, and for a moment she felt an intense sense of guilt!

"I can do it myself." Zhang Yahui's voice was a little louder than before. "You should go practice the piano. I'm sorry for taking up your time."

"Hey, what's the big deal?" Just as Wang Xiaohu was talking, a jumping figure appeared in his peripheral vision, and he waved quickly: "Xiaobei!"

As soon as Xiaobei entered the door, he heard Wang Xiaohu's voice, and his eyes immediately fell on Zhang Yahui.

When she and Linlin were messaging each other that day, Linlin told her that Zhang Yahui had also signed up for lessons in piano classroom No. 4. After comparing with Xiaoche's reaction, Xiaobei was extremely happy when he first found out.

"Hello!"

Xiaobei walked over quickly, and Zhang Yahui quickly sat up from the chair, becoming stiff again.

Brother Xiaohu introduced Zhang Yahui: "This is Yu Xiaobei, a real top student in the Provincial Experimental School, ranked high in the grade. You should still remember Xiaobei."

Zhang Yahui nodded repeatedly.

Brother Xiaohu looked at Xiaobei again, but Xiaobei just stretched out his hand: "Zhang Yahui, Linlin told me the other day that you would also come to class. Don't listen to his nonsense. I'm not a nerd. You can just call me Xiaobei from now on. It's nice to meet you!"

Zhang Yahui was instantly infected by Xiaobei's generosity and enthusiasm, and subconsciously released one hand from the cloth bag and reached out.

"Hello, Xiaobei. Nice to meet you too."

Two small hands, one with a narrow palm and the other chubby, were gently clasped together.

Xiao Bei smiled and said, "Welcome to Piano Classroom No. 4. We will be good friends from now on!"

Zhang Yahui pursed her lips and nodded. To Brother Xiaohu, the smile on her face was what Zhang Yahui should have.

It’s all Zhang Yahui’s dad’s fault!
Hey!
"You both have classes at 9:30, so go up together later. I'll go first, or the teacher will accuse me of being lazy again."

After saying that, Wang Xiaohu turned and walked towards the stairs to the second floor. Zhang Yahui looked at Brother Xiaohu's back and silently said thank you.

After Wang Xiaohu's unintentional guidance, Zhang Yahui gradually relaxed a lot, and soon she started chatting with Xiaobei about study.

You don’t know until you talk about it, and you’ll be surprised when you do!
It turns out that Zhang Yahui is the real academic master. The top 20 in the grade of No. 9 Middle School is definitely as valuable as the top 20 in the experimental school!

"Xiaohui, you are awesome!"

Faced with Xiaobei's admiring eyes, Zhang Yahui really didn't know how to explain.

She didn't want to show off anything. Xiaobei just explained to her that the grade ranking that Wang Xiaohu mentioned was actually only the top 40. She thought that since Xiaobei told her, she should also tell Xiaobei, so she told him about her own grades in school.

In Zhang Yahui's opinion, there is really nothing to be proud of in her achievements. In her father's words, this is just what she should do.

Just then, Marco, who had just finished class, came down from the second floor and saw the two people talking.

Marco has a more profound memory of Zhang Yahui, as he saw the bruises on Zhang Yahui's wrists in the backstage corridor.

Marco was also very happy to see Zhang Yahui at Sigang.

Marco knew that girls like Zhang Yahui didn’t like to be overly concerned, so he walked over and just said to Xiaobei, “Teacher, I’m very happy today.”

Then it was Marco's magic again, and two pieces of beef suddenly appeared in Marco's palm.

"One for Xiaobei."

"Thank you!" Xiaobei took a piece of beef from Marco's palm.

Then Marco casually extended his palm towards Zhang Yahui, "A new classmate."

"Thank you!" Zhang Yahui carefully took another one from Marco.

Marco: "You're welcome. In my experience, eating it before class will bring you good luck."

Xiaobei quickly opened the package and put it into his mouth.

Zhang Yahui also followed Xiaobei's example, peeling open the package and feeding the beef cubes into her mouth.

Unconsciously, Zhang Yahui felt more and more the magic of Piano Classroom No. 4. Every classmate was so friendly and lovely. She had fallen in love with every breath here.

She was once again grateful to her father for sending her here.

"Xiaohui, we should go to class!"

"Ok!"

"Bye Marco!"

"Bye Marco."

"Bye, see you down the road!"

Watching the two female classmates disappear at the stairs, Marco smiled and turned away. She was a very cute female classmate.
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In piano room No. 1 on the second floor, the car was speeding up.

The sound of the piano seemed to pierce the glass window.

Li An came out to take a look halfway and met Xu Li, who asked her what happened to Che Lin today.

"It's okay, it's okay," Li An was also a little amused, "I'm talking to myself."