Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1104 364. Copy? Promotion? Salary increase?

After Ang Lee left with his two children, the house seemed much quieter.

Liang Huilan asked Lao Wei if he wanted to go out for a walk. Lao Wei didn't say he wanted to be quiet, he just said he was a little tired.

But no matter how tired he is, he will help if Ang Lee asks him for help later.

I have to say that Li Ang’s suggestion was just right. Old Wei just didn’t know how to help.

"Hello, Wenchang."
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In fact, Ang Lee can understand the old man's feelings very well.

Just like Wang Xiaohu will solemnly ask him one day in the future: Teacher, can I play the piano without using my hands?

That's probably what it means.

With the rapid development of artificial intelligence, it is hard to say whether we will be able to play the piano with our thoughts one day in the future.

Hey.

"Guoguo, get dressed and get ready to get off the bus. Stop playing."

Lin Guoguo was unwilling to stop: "Teacher, I want to play with Sister Linlin for a while longer. Can you guys come to my house?"

Li An was helpless: "Sister Linlin hasn't finished her homework yet. She has to go back to do it."

Xiao Che coaxed, "Guoguo, go home and prepare for tomorrow's homework. Sister will play with you next time."

Lin Guoguo: "Okay! I'll listen to Sister Linlin!"

As he was speaking, Li An saw Wei Fangyuan waiting at the gate of the community from afar, then he stepped on the brakes and slowly moved over.

"mom!"

"Teacher Wei."

"Linlin, don't come down. Take it and bring it back to eat."

Wei Fangyuan handed Xiaoche two bags of fruit through the car door. Seeing this, Li An asked Xiaoche to take them.

"Thank you, Teacher Wei."

"You're welcome, Linlin. Come up and play for a while."

Lin Guoguo became excited again when she heard this.

"No, sister. I have something else to do at home."

Li An also got out of the car and took out two boxes of nutritional supplements for replenishing energy from the trunk. They were the ones Song Sheng gave him last time.

"Brother-in-law has been working hard lately, so he needs to take some rest. Come on, give the fruit to your father."

Seeing that she couldn't refuse, Wei Fangyuan took it and said, "Then you guys should go back quickly and be careful on the road."

"Let's go, sister. Guoguo, practice well this week. I want to listen to both songs next week."

"Yeah! Goodbye, teacher. Goodbye, Sister Linlin."

"Goodbye Guoguo, goodbye Teacher Wei."

"Bye, Linlin."

The teacher and student set out again.

The car drove safely onto the main road. Li An glanced at the rearview mirror and asked, "How do you feel these past two days?"

"I feel like there's been some small progress." Xiaoche said seriously, holding two bags of fruit.

Li An: “In terms of mentality.”

Xiaoche: "Well, yesterday I was occasionally disturbed by the noise around me, but today I was not disturbed at all."

Li An nodded. This was exactly the effect he wanted. "We don't know the environment at the competition site. It may be very noisy. In my experience, it is mostly like this. Of course, it may also be very quiet from the beginning to the end."

“Sometimes I can hear the noise coming from the backstage entrance the whole time while sitting on the stage.”

Car: "Yeah."

Li An: "But everyone is the same. You do this, and so do others. It all depends on who can be completely unaffected by the outside environment."

Xiaoche: "Teacher, I understand."

Ang Lee: "To what extent do you have to do this? Listen carefully. In front of any piano, no matter where it is, no matter how many people are around it, no matter what they are doing, from the moment you walk up to the piano, you have to imagine yourself as if you are on stage."

Xiaoche: "The stage for the competition."

Li An smiled and said, "This is the second level."

"Ah?" The little car called out cutely, feeling a bit like he was about to complete a game. "What is the first level? Teacher, should I start directly from the second level?"

Li An said disdainfully: "Stupid, haven't you already passed the first level?"

Oh! Xiaoche realized that the first level of the store this week was the first level: "The first level is to train me not to be disturbed by the outside world."

Li An smiled and said, "How is it, do you think you have passed the first level?"

Xiaoche thought for a while and nodded again: "Yeah."

Li An: "Okay, I'll wait for you at the school gate after school tomorrow afternoon, let's try the second level."

"Where are you going, teacher?" Xiaoche seemed a little excited!
Ang Lee really wasn't keeping anyone in suspense: "You'll know when you get there."

Now Xiaoche was even more excited, and there was a hint of indescribable nervousness in his anticipation.

Li An: "Nervous?"

Xiaoche: “A little bit.”

There is some truth in the saying that competition requires a little bit of excitement.

Tension can, to a certain extent, stimulate a performer's on-the-spot potential, but the prerequisite is that the tension can be controlled.

Uncontrollable tension will most likely greatly reduce your luck.

However, the second level prepared by Ang Lee is not just to train Xiaoche's ability to control nervous emotions, this is just a side effect.
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The teacher and the student returned home and did not see Lao Li. Li An was about to call Lao Li when he heard the sound of the elevator door opening.

"grandfather."

"Dad, you're out for a walk."

"Well, it was a bit boring staying in the house, so I was sitting outside the South Gate. I saw your car coming back."

Mr. Li had been idle at home all day, so he went to the new house in the afternoon.

Li An planned to chat with Lao Li for a while. After Xiaoche finished drinking the milk and went back to the house, the father and son sat downstairs for a while.

During this period, Li An replied to Lao Wei's message.

"Dad, I won't be coming back with Linlin for dinner tomorrow night."

"At noon."

"You can have lunch at home."

"Okay."

"The water and electricity should be inspected tomorrow afternoon."

"Well, no problem. We'll start screeding and waterproofing the floor the day after tomorrow. I'll be there tomorrow afternoon, too."

"Just keep busy."

"I don't have anything to do tomorrow afternoon. I have to check the water and electricity myself."
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While the father and son were chatting, Lao Tang and Mu Xin were flipping through the classroom videos of the past two days at the bedside.

Gotta say there's some pretty good material there.

For example, Haitao has a chubby student. According to the curriculum plan, Haitao should teach the child a new song "Xiao Baicai" this morning.

Lao Tang demonstrated it to the little fat girl, but she said she didn't like it.

In order to make the children like this piece of work, Haitao told the story of Xiaobaicai in a vivid and emotional way, but the children did not react at all after listening to it.

Then Haitao told the child seriously, 'Tomorrow all your things will be taken away by the teacher. The house you live in and the car your father drives will all become the teacher's overnight. What will you do?'

The little fat girl's answer made the two burst out laughing, "Teacher, I will call the police."

Haitao was helpless and said to the child, "Then imagine that your parents are both unemployed." The child interrupted directly, "My parents both work for my grandfather. Even if I don't care about me, my grandfather still has a pension."

Seeing this, Lao Tang continued to speak with great emotion, "Your grandfather's company went bankrupt, and your grandfather's pension could not be paid. Your family has no money left. Don't ask why. In short, you have nothing left. You can only eat pickles every day in the future, and you can't even go to school. Imagine this kind of life and feel it with your heart."

The little fat girl's excited words killed Haitao in an instant: "Teacher Zheng, are you sure I don't have to go to school anymore?"

Finally, Haitao sighed and said, "Why don't we change the song?" But the little fat girl shook her head firmly, "Teacher, I want to practice this song, Little Cabbage!"

Mu Xin: "It can be considered a blessing in disguise."

Lao Tang: "You know what, I'm really looking forward to the girl's finished product. Haitao, this student, can publish a series."

Mu Xin: "I think An Ge's story is also quite interesting. He was rude to his students at first, but then it was Teacher Wei who rudely taught him in the end. Can you make a 30-second short film?"

Lao Tang: "That's what I thought, but I also think that the class between An Ge and Teacher Wei can be dedicated to a video on the mental method of processing works. Teacher Wei's teaching is really good."

Mu Xin: "Indeed, my professor in Vienna also talked about similar things in his open class. Many of Beethoven's cadenza speeds can be borrowed from Mozart's opera arias."

Lao Tang: "Let's wait until An Ge performs at the National Centre for the Performing Arts concert. It might be more effective if we release it then. Let's make a cupcake special for Xiao Bei."

Mu Xin: “It’s quite delicious.”

Lao Tang: "Why do you only know how to eat?"

Mu Xin: “Try to say it again.”

Lao Tang: "Let's talk about creation."
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The next morning, Lao Tang walked into the conference room with the creative ideas that he and Mu had been researching all night.

Li An and his group are all here, except for him and Mu Xin.

After a while, Mu Xin also hurried over, "Sorry, sorry."

There are three things in the morning meeting: reporting classes, checking each other's growth files, and summarizing.

Today we added another item: analyzing short video data.

Let’s compare the two videos that have been released so far.

From the perspective of page views, Mu Xin’s explanation of octave technique has received more than three times as many views as Lao Tang’s explanation of systematic piano learning from zero to one.

Judging from the number of comments, the discussion under Lao Tang’s video is more heated.

The completion rates are similar.

Although only three days have passed since the video was released, we can still draw some lessons from it.

Technical explanation videos are more engaging, while piano learning discussions are topic-based.

"Maybe it's because Sister Xin is a female teacher."

I have to say that the point mentioned by Haitao should not be ignored.

After some discussion, everyone decided to follow this model and release a video each for a week of observation.

This time, Lao Tang will be responsible for making a video explaining the finger rolling technique, and Haitao will make a video on how to effectively improve the efficiency of piano children practicing at home.

“We’ll see the feedback then.”

Finally, it’s time to make the old soup.

Lao Tang shared two story scripts that recorded the students' growth and daily classes, which were unanimously recognized by everyone.

Xu Li mentioned one point: "It is important to communicate with parents in advance and have a written contract."

This involves the students' privacy and portrait rights, as well as the revenue generated by subsequent videos. Parents usually don't care much about such issues, but there are always unexpected things.

In order to avoid unnecessary disputes in the future, the preliminary preparations must be done well.

Li An: "I would also like to say this. When we record classroom videos, it is to record students' learning situation privately. When we edit them into videos and upload them to the Internet, their nature is different."

Mu Xin: “I really didn’t expect this.”

Lao Tang: "It's better to take precautions before they happen."

Xiaoyun: "I have prepared the template and will send it to the group in a while. You can contact the parents directly then."

Haitao: "It has to be my cousin."

Everyone laughs.

Li An: "Don't be so quick to laugh, come on, Sister Xu."

Xu Li directly sent the readjusted salary list to the group.

Lao Tang’s salary increased by a thousand, Xiao Yun’s salary increased by eight hundred, and Mu Xin and Hai Tao’s salary increased by six hundred.

Everyone laughed again, this time with a more sensual laugh.
Xiaoyun: "Thank you, boss, thank you, Sister Xu!"

Lao Tang: "Thank you, boss, and thank you, Sister Xu!"

Mu Xin: "Thank you, boss, thank you, Sister Xu!"

Haitao: "Thank you, boss, thank you, Sister Xu!"

Li An sighed, "Don't complain about the small amount. There's nothing you can do about it. Don't say it out loud. Our online business hasn't officially started yet, but we've already spent 16,000 on various equipment. There's still a lot of places to invest in the future. Take your time. Don't be anxious. As I said before, as long as we make it work, we can all make money together. I have a feeling that we can definitely make a big profit."

Lao Tang laughed: "Why do I like listening to your empty promises so much?"

Hai Tao: "Hey, Brother Chong, why don't you just stay in Rongcheng. And Sister Xin, both of you should stay and settle down in Rongcheng."

Xiaoyun: "People in Chengdu agree with this with their real names."

Lee Ang: "That's too far off topic. People still have parents and families."

Hai Tao: "Brother, listen to me, you are the least qualified to speak on this issue."

Ha ha ha ha--

Everyone laughed again, and Lao Tang and Mu Xin also laughed.

What they were laughing about was that they had seriously discussed this issue last night.

Mu Xin said that he didn't want to go back to his hometown, and then asked Lao Tang, who said the same thing.

"Any question?"

"The meeting is not over yet. I have a modern piece here. Who wants to try it later?"
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After the meeting, Ang Lee asked Xiaoyun to print four copies of Meng Anhua's piano piece.

The four of them went upstairs with the score, and Haitao chose to quit directly.

It’s not that I don’t want to participate, it’s that my level is really not high enough. I’d better organize the video texts during this time.

Ang Lee, Lao Tang and Mu Xin studied around the piano on the small stage for half an hour, and Mu Xin was forced to leave.

There is no way. Mu Xin's hands are too small and he really can't play the long-span chords in the song.

So Ang Lee and Lao Tang continued their research.

It’s true that the two monks carrying the pool made sense. By noon, the six-minute work had been deciphered by the two of them.

After careful observation, Ang Lee found that Lao Tang's understanding of this work was more reasonable than his.

There is an essential difference between interpreting modernist works and interpreting traditional works. To put it bluntly, even if you just play the music randomly according to the score, as long as you can say the logical one, two, three, it can be considered as interpreting the work.

Ang Lee felt that Lao Tang’s one, two, three was more poetic than his own.

So Ang Lee came up with an idea, whether he could let Lao Tang play the instrument when the time comes.

This level of exposure is meaningless to Ang Lee now, but it is different for Tang.

When he got home at noon, Li An called Fang Yongbo first.

When he learned that the program for Meng Anhua's work conference had not yet been released, he expressed his thoughts.

This matter had no impact on Fang Yongbo, and Fang Yongbo also understood Li Ang's intention.

"Well, ask your friend to record a demo and send it to me. I'll let Lao Li listen to it first, and then you can send it to Meng Anhua and let him listen to it too. You don't have to worry about it anymore."

"Thank you, Brother Bo."

"Small things."

After hanging up the phone with Fang Yongbo, Li An urgently called Lao Tang.

Li An did not hold back on the phone and told Lao Tang everything directly.

"Thank you, Brother An."

"It's a small matter. Don't do anything else today. Try to send it to me in the evening."

During lunch, Xiaoche was distracted from time to time. When Lao Li asked Xiaoche what was wrong, Xiaoche looked at the teacher and smiled foolishly.

Xiaoche is already a little impatient about tonight's itinerary.

(End of this chapter)