Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1100 360. Although there are thousands of people, Che Er laughs first

The catwalk at noon went more smoothly than expected.

After many rounds of stage polishing, the young actors' on-the-spot performances have become more stable.

After the review, Liu Zhen signed three formal performance contracts on behalf of the calligrapher and Rong Ai.

The first show will be broadcast live in the opera house at 7:30 p.m. on June 1st. Rongai will be responsible for the publicity and promotion, and Piano Classroom No. 4 will participate as a collaborating party.

After the contract was signed, Liu Zhen took the students back to school.

Li An asked Haitao to take the car back to school, and he stayed there.

There is a special performance tonight by Rong Ai and Blue Sky Youth Symphony Orchestra, and it is reasonable for him to go and show his support.

Not only should he read it, but teachers of books should also take a look.

At 7:30 in the evening, a "double-group cooperation" performance officially began, with Qin Yong as the conductor and Lin Qingfeng as the principal.

Although most of the audience were students' parents, there were still some who bought tickets specifically to watch this concert.

As the largest children's music training center in Chengdu, the overall stage performance presented by Blue Sky tonight is worthy of the title of industry leader.

This is due to Qin Yong's effective coaching over the past two years, as well as the upper limit bonus from seven professional assistants, but it is undeniable that these kids are indeed excellent.

Especially the Jasmine Suite played in the second half made Ang Lee feel a strong sense of "crisis".

The new string orchestra on Shu Ren's side is still at the stage of recognizing music notation and sounds, and by comparison, it's not just the version that's lagging behind.

If the two orchestras were to meet now, and only compete in wind instruments, Ang Lee believes that the Book Society would still have a 30% chance of winning.

If a full-scale symphony orchestra were to compete, it would be like throwing an egg against a rock and it would have no chance of winning.

But there is nothing that can be done about it. It is a fact that literati started playing string instruments late.

Therefore, if we want to be qualified to compete face to face with Blue Sky in a year and a half, we must find a way to overtake it.

"Wow————————"

As Qin Yong came on stage again to take his bow, warm applause broke out from the audience again.

"This Commander Qin is not a simple person."

Mr. Feng, who was sitting next to Ang Lee, sighed with emotion.

Lao Feng, who came from a military band, knows very well the importance of a conductor to an orchestra. Judging from the quality of tonight's show, without this conductor, I'm afraid the children would not be able to coordinate with the professional musicians at all.

"I've never heard of such a commander in Rongcheng before."

Ang Lee: "Qin graduated from the Orchestra Department of Conducting, and later received professional training in orchestra conducting in Berlin. After returning to China, he has been developing in Yanjing. He only established this orchestra two years ago after returning."

Lao Feng: "To be able to raise a group of children to this level in two years, the future is promising."

Li An smiled bitterly and told the truth: "You are right. We have to work harder too."

After the concert, the teachers who came to watch the concert left first.

Ang Lee was invited to the stage to take photos with the performers. Also invited to the stage were the director of the Children's Palace and Kong Chao.

This was also the first time that the heads of the three branches of Rongai Youth Exchange had officially met.

Afterwards, Xiangnan hosted a meal for the group in a private room at Rongai’s internal restaurant.

What was supposed to happen has happened, and Xiangnan also pointed out the problem at the dinner table.

Popularize music education for young people in Chengdu, promote the diversified development of Chengdu's classical music market, and seek common development strategies.

After Xiangnan's long speech, the summary is that we are responsible for the face, and those who are rich can contribute money, those who are capable can contribute their labor, and those who are not willing to contribute money or labor will have many people queuing up behind you.

“I toast to you all and wish our Chengdu Philharmonic Youth Symphony Orchestra a prosperous future!”

Everyone stood up and raised their glasses, and Li Ang was still holding coconut milk.

Among those present, only Kong Chao and the director of the Children's Palace had not had a drink with Ang Lee, while the rest had experienced it.

So it doesn't matter what Ang Lee drinks.

It’s not that Li An didn’t want to drink today. Haitao had already driven the car back, so there was nothing Li An couldn’t drink.

It was Fang Yongbo who told Ang Lee in advance not to drink.

Lao Fang must drink today, and Li An will be responsible for driving the car back for Lao Fang.

After the drinking party, Li An and Qin Yong chatted alone for a while at the bathroom door.

The first batch of admissions for the Blue Sky Art Examination Department this year was not smooth.
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Li An drove Fang Yongbo downstairs, parked the car, got out and opened the door for Fang Yongbo.

"Thank you, Bo."

"What are you thanking me for?" Fang Yongbo got out of the car, took the keys and waved his hand. "Wait until after May Day, and then you can come to the group to join us."

The two exchanged ideas along the way, and Fang Yongbo provided Ang Lee with some ideas from the perspective of the band.

"That's great." Li An was thinking about this.

Fang Yongbo took out a cigarette and said, "Oh, by the way, I've been wanting to ask you these past few days, are you going to sell courses online?"

Ang Lee: "It's still early. We are still in the preparation stage."

Fang Yongbo didn't believe it when he heard it, but when he saw Li An nod, he couldn't help but ask happily, "What do you think?"

Li An took out a lighter and said, "We should focus on both online and offline. This is a trend, and it can be regarded as another possibility for the future."

Fang Yongbo wondered if he was out of touch with the times. “Look at how many serious performers are selling lessons online.”

Now it was Li Anle's turn: "Isn't this my chance? If they all squeezed in, I would have no chance."

Fang Yongbo laughed even weirder after hearing this, and said after puffing out a cigarette, "You are so shameless."

Li An groaned, "I don't have any burden. I consider myself a piano teacher. Besides, I always think that there is no need for performers to be so superior to me. They are just pianists."

Fang Yongbo thought about it for a while. It was true, but when it comes to a certain stage, most people cannot let go of their pride. He couldn't help but admire Ang Lee's mentality.

However, "It's probably not that easy to learn to play a musical instrument through the Internet. You should be careful."

Li An nodded: "Don't worry, Bo Ge, I will be cautious. My current idea is to focus on promotion. Since it is an online course, there is no need to use the banner of an academic school to follow the offline one-on-one professional teaching model. The offline teaching model cannot be replaced."

Fang Yongbo: “That’s what I want to say.”

Li An: "Irreplaceable does not mean irreplaceable. We should change our mindset. Learning piano does not necessarily mean you have to stick to the professional line, and there is no need to have a piano at home. For personal entertainment, a digital piano worth two to three thousand is enough, including for children. This year, fewer and fewer parents I have contacted have consulted about professional pianos. They just want to develop a hobby for their children and cultivate art."

"This is the result of the development of the times. I am a parent and my child wants to learn painting. I send him to a painting studio. Your teacher must not design a professional route for me right from the start, as if I can't paint if I don't pay attention to the way I hold the pen from the beginning."

"I just want children to have fun in a relaxed way and to develop a concept of beauty through the perception of colors. This is the most important thing to me."

"If my child is cut out for this, I believe that even if her way of holding a pen is different from that of a so-called professional at the beginning, it will not prevent her from really taking this path in the future."

Fang Yongbo nodded.

Li An continued, "The same is true for piano. As professional teachers, if we insist on giving parents a professional entry card right from the start in this situation, it would be really meaningless."

"I think this is completely applicable to online promotion, lowering the threshold for piano learning, targeting the needs of various groups of people, and letting everyone know that the piano is just a musical instrument. I can even say, Bo Ge, you are the boss of the industry and a real old artist, please tell me, can the piano be played with one hand?"

Fang Yongbo was stunned and choked by this question: "Can, can you?"

Ang Lee: "Why not? Why can't we treat the piano as a monophonic instrument? Wind instruments are all monophonic instruments, haven't they all developed to this day?"

Fang Yongbo was dumbfounded. If it was someone else in front of him at this moment, he would probably have cursed.

As we all know, whether it is the piano or its predecessor, it has been a polyphonic instrument since its birth! Wind instruments cannot become polyphonic instruments!
Treating the piano as a monophonic instrument, isn't that nonsense!

But the person who said this was Ang Lee, and Fang Yongbo really didn't think that Ang Lee was joking with him.

Lee Ang: “You think I’m crazy.”

Fang Yongbo put out his cigarette and said, "That's it."

Ang Lee laughed: "That's it. Just learn the piano as a monophonic instrument. Can't we play it with one hand? No one says that the piano must be played with two hands."

Fang Yongbo: "That's right if you say so."

Ang Lee: "If you only use one hand to play, tell me if the piano is the simplest instrument. Although the color variation of the tone is not as good as that of wind instruments, its range of sound is wide." For a long time.

Fang Yongbo: "You want to promote playing the piano with one hand on the Internet?"

If we really regard the piano as a monophonic instrument, then it is indeed as Ang Lee said, there is no instrument simpler than the piano.

Wind instruments require coordination between hands and mouth, while piano only requires one hand.

Ang Lee: "I have this idea initially, but I don't have a plan for how to implement it. I just hope to provide everyone with a different perspective on the piano. At least I personally think there is nothing unreasonable about this."

“You also heard the Book People’s concert last year. My large-scale Canon ensemble was performed by the children alone.”

“Isn’t it music?”

Fang Yongbo: "I agree with your point of view for now, but I also want to remind you that you are declaring war on tradition."

Ang Lee laughed again: "As a piano teacher, what do I have to be afraid of? Bo Ge, what I like is music, and what I want to share with everyone is still music. I have always taught my students that the simplest C major scale is also music."

Fang Yongbo was suddenly touched by Ang Lee's smile and his words.

After a moment, "Do you need me to help you with something?"

Li An: "I really need your help."

Facing Li An's sincere gaze, Fang Yongbo hummed, "You can say whatever you want."

"Ahem," Li An cleared his throat, "The book man may still need a commander."

Fang Yongbo: “.”
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Li An was in a very good mood on the way home in a taxi.

Although Comrade Lao Fang did not immediately agree to send a commander to Shu Ren, he also said that he would consider it.

Then you take your time to think about it, I'll just wait.

Ang Lee is not in a hurry at the moment.

Another thing that made Ang Lee feel good was the discussion between the two of them.

In fact, Ang Lee just came up with the idea of ​​promoting the one-handed piano randomly.

This is certainly not groundless.

After these two live broadcasts and various things he saw and heard in the industry this year, he did have some doubts.

Is the threshold for piano really that high?

Or does the threshold for piano really need to be so high?
This is even more true if you replace the piano with music.

When designing the enrollment plan for Sigang, Li An made certain attempts.

Is it possible to get children into music in a fun way?

The effect is quite good.

If a child cannot develop the slightest interest and curiosity in music, it would be a torture for him to sit in front of the piano.

Children don’t understand what a threshold is. They only know whether they are doing something happy at the moment.

For adults it's the other way around.

Some adults who want to learn piano are interested, but what holds them back is the high cognitive threshold.

It takes quite some time for an adult interested in piano to be able to play a minuet with two hands.

But if an adult were asked to play Mozart's Christmas Eve melody with one hand, Ang Lee believes it wouldn't take too long.

Isn’t Mozart’s Christmas Eve beautiful with one hand? Is it without artistic conception?

And by focusing your attention on one hand, you can use more energy to feel the music and the moment when your fingers touch the keys.

Ang Lee believes that music played in this way will definitely have a kind of beauty attached to emotions.

Music isn't that complicated.

As for what Lao Fang said about challenging tradition.

He didn't feel anything until Lao Fang said it.

Now he had a feeling in his heart that if tradition meant playing the piano with two hands—

Then he doesn't mind challenging tradition.

In one's lifetime, if one has one chance to challenge the rules head-on, if one does not seize it, it will be a regret when one looks back on it in old age.

Come on.

It was rare for Ang Lee to feel as overwhelmed as he was at this moment.

Indistinctly, he became more resolute in his idea of ​​being a piano teacher for the rest of his life, and at the same time he seemed to feel a call from a mission.

It feels great.
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Mr. Li was looking at his mobile phone and put it down when he heard the door open.

"You're back, Mr. Li," Old Li would occasionally tease his son, and then look at him again, "Didn't you drink?"

"I didn't drink a drop." As soon as he entered the room, Li An happily changed into slippers and went to the study room, without even asking about the progress of today's decoration.

Seeing this, Old Li shouted from behind: "Xiao Zheng brought the car keys back this afternoon."

Lee An: “Yeah.”

Then he went into the study.

Old Li exclaimed at the closed study door and wondered what was going on.
After a moment, he picked up his phone and started browsing.

An hour later, Xiaoche finished his homework and returned to the living room.

She just heard the teacher come back and asked in a low voice: "Grandpa, didn't the teacher drink today?"

Lao Li: "No, he went into the house as soon as he entered the door. I don't know what he was busy with. Are you going to write later?"

Xiaoche: "I'm done writing, Grandpa. I'm going to make some milk."

Seeing this, Old Li sat down.

In less than ten minutes, a cart came out with two bowls of milk.

One bowl for her and one bowl for grandfather.

"Linlin, sit down and drink."

Xiaoche put down the bowl with a hissing sound, then went to the kitchen to bring out the fruit plate she had cut while boiling milk, and came to the door of the study.

Ding ding ding! The car knocked on the door.

"The door is not locked." The teacher's voice came from inside.

As soon as Xiaoche heard the tone, he knew the teacher was in a good mood.

When I pushed the door open and entered the room, I saw the teacher sitting at the computer desk typing. Xiaoche walked over with the fruit plate, "Teacher, please have some fruit."

Li An stopped what he was doing, twisted his waist, turned the computer chair 90 degrees, and faced Xiaoche.

"Linlin, do you think the piano can be played with one hand?" As he said this, he picked up an apple from the plate in the driver's hand, put it into his mouth, and started chewing it with a crunching sound.

"Yes." Xiao Che didn't even think about it. Why should he think about it? "Of course I can play it with one hand."

Li An smiled and said, "What I mean is, can I learn to play the piano with one hand, learn how to play with only one hand."

Xiao Che thought seriously for a moment and said, "Although I have never heard of this teaching method, I think it is completely feasible."

Li An: "Why, don't you think it's weird?"

Xiao Che: "It's not strange. When I was a kid, I could only play with one hand, and I could only use one finger. Aunt Sang said that I played very well."

The study was immediately filled with laughter.

The car laughed first.

(End of this chapter)