Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1102 362. The Godfather Takes Action
At 4:15 p.m. on Sunday, Lao Wei and Lin Guoguo appeared at the entrance of Sigang.

"Grandpa, listen!"

Of course Old Wei heard it, and he smiled and pulled his granddaughter into the house.

as predicted.

As soon as he entered the door, Lao Wei saw a small cart sitting in the piano exhibition area, like a little shopping guide.

Old Wei was listening to the car's performance when he suddenly heard "Sister Linlin!"

Lin Guoguo was naturally very excited to see her idol. Before Lao Wei could turn around and blame her, he saw Xiaoche standing up from the piano with a cry.

"What are you shouting about?" Old Wei glared.

Lin Guoguo was not afraid: "Slightly~"

"Grandpa Master!"

"Guoguo!"

Xiaoche hurried over, and Xiaoyun stopped what he was doing to make tea and water and greet them.

"Don't bother me," Lao Wei whispered to Xiaoyun not to bother him, then looked at Xiaoche and smiled, "You should continue practicing the piano too."

Lin Guoguo tilted her head and took over the conversation: "Grandpa, can I watch Sister Linlin play the piano?"

Lao Wei thought for a moment and said, "Sit further away so as not to disturb Sister Linlin."

"I know!" After getting permission, Lin Guoguo was happily taken away by the car.

"Teacher Wei, please take a seat first." Xiaoyun returned to the front desk and sent a message to Haitao: Teacher Wei brought Guoguo here.

Haitao, who was studying video editing in the piano room, received the text message and hurried downstairs, "Teacher."

Lao Wei greeted him and joked: "Oh, the big anchor is coming down."

"What kind of big anchor am I?" Haitao pointed upstairs. "The anchor of Renmin University is giving a class right now."

Lao Wei smiled: "You don't have class anymore."

Haitao: "I only have one class on Sunday afternoon. Teacher, please wait for a while. An Ge's class will be over soon."

The teacher and the student were chatting, and the time came to half past four. Mu Xin and Lao Tang sent their students downstairs one after another.

A group of people gathered around Lao Wei and chatted for a few minutes, and then Li Ang and Hu Kai, father and son, also came down.

In the afternoon, Ang Lee gave a lesson to the father and son respectively.

After the performance concert, Hu Kai officially joined the army of piano learners and signed up for a set of annual lessons.

There was no need for Ang Lee to introduce him further. Old Wei had chatted with Dabao's grandfather several times at Ang Lee's house before and knew that Hu Kai was usually very busy with work.

"It's not easy," Old Wei gave a thumbs-up. "You play the minuet very well. Did you learn some when you were a child?"

Hu Kai was really flattered: "Thank you, Professor Wei. I liked it before, but I never learned it."

Lao Wei sighed: "Who says adults can't play the piano? This is a good example. Keep going."

Hu Kai: "Of course, of course. Even if my son doesn't want to learn, I will insist on continuing."

Dabao laughed.
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Li An sent the father and son back. Lao Wei was still discussing the promotion of adult education with Lao Tang and others.

Li An interrupted, "Who will go first, me or Guo Guo?"

Guoguo stopped listening to her sister playing the piano and ran over happily, "I'll go first!"

Everyone is happy.

"Okay, then you go first." Li An glanced in the direction of the car and took Lin Guoguo to the second floor.
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The 453 No. 27 that Lin Guoguo performed live on Wednesday is the piece that we are supposed to hand in in class today.

Ang Lee pointed out the problem of the duration of the ending note of the legato line in Lin Guoguo's right hand melody:

Because the wrist is raised prematurely, the ending notes are not played fully, so that the melody of the left and right hands cannot be balanced in counterpoint.

After a few days of practice, Lin Guoguo has corrected it.

After listening to it once, Li An directly asked Guoguo to turn to the 29th article.

"Two minutes, read the score first."

In view of the different lengths of piano learning and ages of each child, Li Ang gives each child different amounts of time to read the music before teaching a new song.

For Lin Guoguo, although Article 453 of 29, which takes only two minutes to read, is a bit strict, it is also intended to stimulate the child's potential to a greater extent.

Two minutes passed in a flash and Li Ang called a stop.

"A few bars short."

Lin Guoguo reluctantly put down the pen and sighed like a little adult: "Five bars."

Li An: "Time is wasted on my left hand. I'll give you another 20 seconds."

Lin Guoguo immediately picked up the pen, and put it down ten seconds later. This time a smile appeared on her little face.

Lee Ang: "Sight-read."

Putting the score back on the music stand, Guoguo stared at the first four bars, went through them in his mind, and then raised his hand and started playing.

"when."

On the mobile phone stand nearby, in the camera of the mobile phone recording video, a pair of small hands on the keyboard cooperated tacitly.

If someone who is not familiar with the situation sees this, they will definitely not think that the little guy in front of the piano is just sight-reading.

"The idea is getting stronger, push--"

Following the teacher's instructions, Guoguo leaned his body slightly and transferred the strength of his upper body through his shoulders, arms, and wrists to his fingers.

"when--"

The contrast effect brought about by the volume comparison before and after instantly brings the mood of the paragraph to a small climax.

"Hold your core steady, pay attention to the keys—"

"stop."

“Why not grab the keys?”

Lin Guoguo didn't dare to feel wronged and explained in a low voice that she couldn't control herself.

"Be aware, Guoguo, be proactive and start over."
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Lobby.

The surveillance screen has been cut to a close-up of piano room number four.

Teacher An’s “brutal” words and deeds were exposed from the beginning of the class.

Lao Tang and his friends knew that Ang Lee was strict in teaching and could be quite fierce at times, but this was the first time they had experienced it so directly.

Obviously, the chord that Guoguo just pushed is quite praiseworthy.

Old Wei, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying the show very much and would laugh out loud from time to time.

Hai Tao: "Teacher, you have to vent our anger for us later."

Lao Wei: “Hmm?”

Hai Tao: "Except you, who else can cure him now?"

Lao Wei turned his head and asked: "Has he been practicing piano in class recently?"

Old Tang and Mu Xin said in unison: "Practice."

Lao Wei nodded: "Turn this off, don't disturb Linlin's piano practice."

Lao Tang hurriedly explained: "It's okay, Mr. Wei, this is the special pre-match training plan that Brother An arranged for Linlin."

Lao Wei: "Special training plan before the game?"

Mu Xin: "Linlin has been arranged to practice piano in the lobby since yesterday. The store is busy on weekends. An Ge probably wants to train Linlin's concentration in this noisy environment."

Lao Wei: "That's a good idea. Okay, shut it down. Go do your own things and don't worry about me."

Seeing this, everyone left. Lao Tang switched the big screen to full monitoring mode, then went upstairs with Mu Xin.

Haitao: "Then teacher, I'll go up too." "Go ahead." Lao Wei moved a stool nearby.

Then he came to the back of the small car and sat down gently.
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Xiaoche heard the noise behind him, but did not turn around and continued to concentrate on practicing the piano.

When she played an ascending diminuendo, Xiao Che thought she had made a diminuendo by touch, but it did not sound as she expected, so she stopped and repeated it twice.

I repeated it twice but still felt something was off. It was the same processing, but the feeling was different from when it popped out in the study.

Lao Wei listened to the car playing three times and then reminded him, "Linlin, use your right hand to play a series of ascending scales in the key of A major that gradually fade away."

Xiao Che did as he was told and produced the scale effect that his master wanted in just one take. Then he realized where the problem lay.

"Thank you, Grandpa Master."

Old Wei smiled in his heart that this girl's reaction speed was too fast, "Try it."

Xiao Che tried the same repeated phrase again and got it right in one go, achieving the effect she wanted.

Lao Wei: "No matter how much we train our fourth and fifth fingers on our right hand, their strength is not as good as our second and third fingers. This is due to our body structure."

After a pause, he said, "You can't fully control the strength of your fingers yet. You haven't reached that level yet. You can't be like your teacher. He can control every note with the pure strength of his fingers, but you can't do that yet."

Xiaoche pursed his lips and nodded.

Lao Wei stood up and moved closer to the piano, "So in sentences like this, you pay attention to my fingers."

As he spoke, Lao Wei demonstrated to Xiao Che in the middle and low bass area. His five strong fingers moved from left to right. The melody gradually weakened in the process. When it came to the last two notes, Lao Wei directly used his wrist to lead them. His fourth and fifth fingers gently slid over the last two notes. The ending was like a breeze blowing, which brought great shock to Xiao Che.

"Wow"

Xiao Che couldn't help but marvel, as if he had witnessed a magic trick with voice, "Grandpa Master, your little finger has no power at all?"

Lao Wei smiled and said, "Try to use your wrist to pass it this time."

The car tried again, and finally felt the force directly brought by the wrist, and produced the same sound effect as the master's!

"How did your teacher handle this for you?"

"The teacher hasn't given me a detailed Mazurka yet."

Lao Wei: "Is Mazurka the only one left?"

Car: "Yeah."

Lao Wei: "Practice."
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After class, Li An arranged for Lin Guoguo to continue consolidating the content of this lesson in the No. 3 piano room next door.

After making arrangements for Lin Guoguo, Li An returned to piano room No. 4 to tidy up a bit, then went downstairs.

Seeing Lao Wei accompanying Xiao Che in practicing the piano, he walked over quietly.

Li An: "Guoguo is done with get out of class. She's doing pretty well. I assigned her two more songs."

Lao Wei: "Okay, where are we going?"

Li An: "Go upstairs."

The older teacher and student went upstairs and entered piano room number four.

Li An walked in front and Lao Wei followed behind.

It has been a long time since I last felt this way, and for a moment Li Ang was a little nervous.

"Teacher's score."

Ang Lee handed Lao Wei a set of Beethoven's Fourth Symphony. Lao Wei took out a magnifying glass, opened the score, and sat on a chair in the corner.

"bring it on."

Li An came to the piano and opened the score he used for himself, "Teacher, I haven't memorized it yet."

Lao Wei: "Just watch and play."

After looking at the music score a few more times, Li Ang sighed and raised his hands.

"when."

Carefully placing his fingers down, Ang Lee played the first set of piano notes of the entire piece.

The gentle and soft piano sound carries a contemplative touch, and the motive to move forward appears faintly.

Old Wei smiled with relief as soon as he heard this opening.

The fact that such internal tension can be maintained even in soft playing is enough to show that Ang Lee has put a lot of effort into this work.

It takes thirty minutes to listen to the three movements from beginning to end without the support of the orchestra. Lao Wei has nothing to say about Ang Lee's overall treatment.

There is a framework, a design, and emotions. Especially in the competition with the Air Band, Ang Lee can play in a way that gives him the feeling of always taking the band into consideration, which is really rare.

In comparison, the few wrong notes seemed insignificant, and Lao Wei was very satisfied after listening to the whole song.

Not only was Lao Wei satisfied, but the people next door also enjoyed the performance. Recently, Ang Lee did practice the piano on the second floor whenever he had time, but he never played it continuously and completely from the first movement to the end of the third movement.

There was only one thing that Lao Wei wanted to discuss with Ang Lee.

Lao Wei: "Isn't the final climax too fast? How did you think about it? Keep creating a sense of tension?"

Li An: "Yes, teacher, what do you think?"

Lao Wei pondered for a moment. "What I said is that you shouldn't play too fast at this part. Think about how you're going to pass it on to the orchestra. How will the orchestra pick up the pieces? You've created a sense of tension in the music, but if the orchestra can't pick up the pieces, the orchestra's performance will be gentle. You're just causing trouble for the conductor."

"You used a lot of long breaths in the beginning. There's no problem with that. I think it's OK. You have your own ideas, but I suggest you reconsider the speed of the whole cadenza."

Li An stared at Hua Cai and thought for a long time, then nodded softly.

Lao Wei stood up, put down the score and came behind Ang Lee. "In fact, the tension you want can be achieved at a medium tempo. You can think of some Mozart opera clips."

“Would those soprano arias be sung that fast?”

Li An nodded: "Yes."

Lao Wei: "You can try to re-examine this cadenza with the feeling of an aria. The upper limit of the human voice speed should be the upper limit of your playing speed. If it exceeds this limit, it will lack some beauty."

"I can hear that you are creating a contrast between strong and weak, fast and slow throughout your work. You are creating drama in the music. That's fine. If I were a listener, I would also like to listen to this. It's very satisfying."

"But in this piece, creating dramatic conflict is just a means, not an end. For your style, it shouldn't be a purely technical piece."

Ang Lee suddenly realized something and thought, yes!

Creating dramatic conflict is only a means, not an end. His purpose is to interpret the beauty of this work by creating dramatic conflict.

It was like being woken up by a bucket of cold water. Looking back at what the teacher had just said, Ang Lee's perspective suddenly became clear.

Not only did he have to slow down, he also had to redesign the cadenza.

Combining what the teacher just said about arias and the upper limit of singing speed, Ang Lee had countless ideas at once.

"An An, create a sense of tension at a leisurely pace. This sense of tension is more convincing."

"The pursuit of speed is often a sign of weakness. As long as the speed is fast enough, most problems can be covered up, but the problems are still not solved."

“This is not the audience’s problem, this is the performer’s problem.”

Li An suddenly realized: "Thank you, teacher. Give me another half a month."

Lao Wei grinned: "I still want to go to class."

Li Anle: "You can't just give me half of it and call it a day, you have to finish the song for me."

"Okay, in two weeks it will be mid-April."

As he spoke, Lao Wei bent down, picked up the pencil on the music stand, drew a circle around the cadenza, and then wrote "reduce the power by half" next to it.

"Which number are you taking Linlin with you?"

Li An: "Maybe on the 20th. Lin Junrong's students are having a concert. I'll take her away after the concert."

Lao Wei: "Also, don't be so harsh on Linlin's fingers."

Li An hurriedly explained: "This is none of my business, it's her own fault——"

Lao Wei didn't listen to the explanation and interrupted directly: "That's also your problem, get out of class dismissed."