Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1108 368. Life in the subway is varied
"See you next Wednesday, fellow piano friends!"

Finally, with the slogan "Let's become stronger together", Lao Tang and the other two ended tonight's live broadcast.

Overall, the effect is good, except that the average number of online users is 30% lower than on Wednesday.

Remember, today is Saturday.

Facts have also proved that some netizens did come for Ang Lee, and of course, there is nothing wrong with that.

But there is at least another group of netizens who are attracted by the content of the live broadcast room.

Lao Tang could feel this deeply from the various interactions throughout the night.

After returning home, Lao Tang called Li An to report on tonight's live broadcast.

The two discussed on the phone and decided on the theme of next week's live broadcast - Sonata - based on the various feedback from the live broadcast room tonight.
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After lunch the next day, the Sigang team made a detailed division on how to carry out the live broadcast of the sonata. The whole module was divided into three sections: Kulau, Mozart and Beethoven, and was carried out from two perspectives: grading and daily learning.

Except for Ang Lee, the three of them are each responsible for a composer.

Haitao: "Brother, you won't come on Wednesday either."

Li An: "It depends on the situation."

Everyone knew that Li An was making final preparations for the car, so they didn't ask any more questions.

Lao Tang did offer a good suggestion: "You can also grab the microphone and participate when the time comes."
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At 5:30 in the afternoon, Li An finished Lin Guoguo's class.

Then he went to the bus stop with the grandfather and grandson. He deliberately did not drive today.

Lin Guoguo was so excited that she thought the teacher would take Sister Linlin to visit her grandparents today, until Li An got off the car early halfway and Lin Guoguo almost cried.

"Guoguo, keep working hard this week. I'll take Sister Linlin to visit grandpa's house next week."

"Hook!"

Children are easily satisfied because they promise not to change their minds for a hundred years.

Lin Guoguo was happy again: "Goodbye, teacher!"

After getting off the bus, Li An took another bus and got off at Shengli Street.

We leisurely walked to Boyuan Chinese Restaurant, where the cart was ready to go.

But I have to eat first.
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At 7:15, Li An set off from Boyuan Chinese Restaurant with his car.

Xiaoche didn't know that her third level had already begun.

"Teacher, where are we going?"

"Where do you want to go?"

This really made Xiaoche ask dumbfounded, "Of course I follow the teacher."

Li An smiled, "Let's go then."

The teacher and the student continued walking along the road.

Xiaoche followed the teacher, stopping and walking along the way. Although she didn't know where the teacher was taking her, she didn't ask anything. She just talked to the teacher about her piano practice at home in the past two days.

Following the teacher's instructions, Xiao Che reduced his piano practice time this weekend to less than half of last week, averaging only three to four hours a day.

"How do you feel now?" Li An asked.

Xiao Che no longer dared to say that she felt terribly strong, but from her own condition, she could feel a sense of fullness in her body at the moment, which she thought was also due to the reduction in piano practice time.

"Very good." Xiaoche grinned, "full of energy."

After crossing the road, the teacher and student came to the bus stop across the road.

After waiting for five or six minutes, the No. 87 bus arrived and the teacher and student got on the bus.

Route 87 is a bus that Xiaoche often takes, but she usually doesn’t take it in the opposite direction.

Fortunately, everyone going in this direction got off at the previous stop, so the seats in the car were all empty.

The teacher and the student sat down nearby.

"Linlin, we won't communicate from now on. You will be on your own for the next hour."

"what?"

"To observe."

"observe?"

“Observe everyone around you.”

After saying that, Li An took out his cell phone and stopped talking.

The car realized that the third level had begun.

Is the third level about observing strangers?

Looking around, Xiaoche was a little confused, but he knew it was right to listen to the teacher.

After a moment, she calmed down and began to observe her surroundings carefully.

Including her and the teacher, there were four people in the car, an old lady looking at her cell phone and a middle-aged man who was sleeping.

Just when she noticed that the old lady would smile from time to time, the bus stopped again and the old lady got off in a hurry.

No one else got on and the bus continued to move.

The only sounds left were the middle-aged man's shouting and the engine under his feet.

The car stared at the uncle carefully and found that he was sleeping very soundly. He thought that the uncle must have been very tired before getting on the car.

After passing two more stops, no one else got on the bus. The bus had already memorized the old man's clothes and the mud on his shoes.

She guessed that the uncle should be a manual worker and should be on his way home.

In her opinion, she could only sleep so soundly on the way home.

No, it’s also possible that the uncle missed his stop!

Thinking of this, Xiaoche suddenly became anxious.

Just then, the terminal arrived.

Seeing the teacher stand up and get off the bus, Xiaoche picked up his schoolbag and shouted to the uncle: "Uncle, we're here!"

The uncle opened his eyes in a daze and found that the car had arrived at the station. He seemed unaware that he was woken up. When he saw the little girl not far away looking at him and smiling, he showed a puzzled expression.

I rubbed my eyes again and found that the little girl was gone.
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After getting off the bus, the car followed the teacher all the way into the subway station.

During this period, there was still no communication between the teacher and the student.

As the crowd boarded Line 3, the teacher and student headed towards Yangchun Road.

Xiaoche continued to observe quietly, and soon she was attracted by the person sitting opposite her.

Sitting opposite her was a young man in a white shirt. He looked younger than Teacher Zheng, but he looked like a working class guy.

I saw the young uncle holding his suit jacket with one hand and holding his mobile phone tightly with the other hand, his brows slightly frowned, as if there was no end to the dense messages on the screen.

The young uncle's eyes were focused, and Xiaoche guessed that he was handling work.

What a hard-working uncle! He can’t even waste the short time on the subway.

Xiaoche was watching intently when he suddenly saw the uncle put away his phone and stood up.

Then the subway slowly stopped and she realized that she had arrived at the next stop.

One group of people got off the subway, and another group got on.

At this time, a sister wearing headphones sat next to her.

The scent of her sister quickly attracted her. She saw her sister sit down and take out her mobile phone. Her colorful nails kept sliding short videos on the screen.

The sister was holding an empty cup of coffee in her hand, and Xiaoche didn't know why she was holding the empty cup in her hand.

She guessed that her sister probably finished drinking while waiting for the subway, and then the subway came, so her sister didn't have time to throw away the drink.

Seeing that her sister's attention was on the mobile phone screen, Xiaoche gradually became bolder. She tilted her head and saw her sister's face.

My sister is very beautiful, but her eyes seemed a little empty at first. She looked at the phone as if she was looking through the dark tunnel outside the window into somewhere farther away.

She didn't know what was going on, but her sister's eyes gave her a particularly tired feeling.

She also guessed that her sister had worked overtime on the weekend again. Perhaps she was used to this kind of life day after day, so there was less light in her sister's eyes and a hint of indelible fatigue.

The subway stopped again and a new group of people entered the car.

Xiaoche's attention was then drawn to a pair of uncle and aunt who looked like a couple.

The uncle and aunt looked a little older than the teacher and his wife, and you could tell from their accents that they were not locals.

Since my uncle and aunt didn’t have seats, they stood in the carriage and looked at my aunt’s cell phone screen together.

Through the lively discussion between the uncle and aunt, Xiaoche guessed that the aunt's mobile phone screen was showing a map or a Dianping page. The uncle said, "This restaurant has good reviews. Should we try it?" The aunt asked if it would be a bit spicy.

Looking at the relaxed smiles of the uncles and aunts, Xiaoche couldn't help but be infected.

At least at this moment, the uncles and aunts are not rushing around, they are just staying here for a short time, feeling the city with curiosity. The little car has also experienced this emotion.

It was as if the whole world belonged to her at that moment, even the air was free, it was wonderful.

That’s great, Xiaoche said to himself.

Gradually, she forgot the task assigned by her teacher and quietly observed the small world in the carriage. Her heart became calmer and calmer.

As the subway stopped again, the subway door slowly opened, and one group of people got off and another group got on.

This time the car's eyes fell on the last person who walked in.

It was an old man carrying a heavy bag. When he got off the bus, he stood up and wanted to give up his seat, but the sister next to him had already stood up.

Xiaoche was stunned, and then he heard his sister calling the old man to come and sit in a clear and pleasant voice.

The old man just kept waving his hands, and the smile on his face was obscured by the dust and could not be seen clearly.

But Xiaoche clearly saw that the old man was smiling, and his smile made her feel a little sad.

At this moment, the teacher on the other side of the car suddenly stood up.

"Come inside and sit down."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chexin subconsciously moved half a body position to the left.

My sister called the old man again to come and sit down. This time, the old man took off his nylon backpack, avoided other passengers on the road, and carefully came to the side of the car and sat down.

As if he was afraid that the dust on his body would affect the little girl next to him, the old man rolled up his clothes and tightened his body.

This made Xiaoche feel even more uncomfortable. Xiaoche wanted her sister to sit in her seat, and also wanted the teacher to sit in her seat, but she could no longer stand up.

Because she was afraid that the old man would misunderstand her.

She didn't care about the dust on the old man at all.

Helplessly, Xiaoche could only continue to sit quietly, her eyes continuing to fall on the nylon bag hooked at the old man's feet.

Perhaps this contains all of the old man’s belongings.

The little car didn't know where the old man came from or where he was going.

There was a gleam in the old man's eyes, perhaps because he was cautious about this strange city.

But the old man's eyes were filled with a kind of silent determination. Perhaps he had just come to Chengdu from his distant hometown, or perhaps he was on his way to his next job.

No matter what lies ahead, the old man seems to have gotten used to this kind of rush.
Perhaps for a group of people like the old man, life will never allow them to stop. Thinking of this, Xiaoche sighed softly, but in the blink of an eye she saw her sister who was sitting next to her just now.

At this moment, the sister's back seemed to be shrouded in a beam of light, making Xiaoche feel an indescribable warmth from the bottom of his heart.

Thank you, sister, Xiaoche said in his heart.

Then the little train moved its gaze to the teacher's back, "This is my teacher," the little train said to itself.

The subway continued to move forward. Every time it stopped, some people got off and some got on, just like the alternation of day and night.

Suddenly, in a moment, Xiaoche seemed to have no idea where she was, what she was doing, or who she was. Her soul seemed to have separated from her body and floated throughout the carriage.

In her eyes, all the people in the carriage repeatedly turned into clusters of faint light, like lights in a moving crowd.

When he came to his senses again, Xiaoche found that the old grandfather beside him was gone, the elder sister was gone, and the couple, uncle and aunt, were gone too.

Only the teacher's back was still in front of her.

Looking at the teacher's back, Xiaoche smiled.

She liked the teacher’s third level very much, but she didn’t know how to pass it.

But whether she passed the test or not was no longer important to her. This short journey was like a journey.

For the first time, she realized that she lived in such a place.

Lives intersect in the subway, and she feels a lot.

Some people carry bags for their livelihood.

Some people wear suits and are used to shuttling between work and life.

Some people are relaxed and treat this city as a stop on their journey.

Some people were holding their phones quietly, their eyes looking into the distance.

Some people are already exhausted, but they will still stand up.

They were dressed differently, had different looks, and had different destinations.

One trip in and one scene after another, the car seemed to have caught a glimpse of a slice of life during this journey.

Each side is a completely different life.

It was not until the moment I followed the teacher off the train, heard the hustle and bustle of the subway station again, and looked at the hurried flow of people coming and going that I breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking back and watching the subway continue to move forward, the car suddenly realized that she was also one of the countless slices of you.

The teacher and student continued to walk forward against the flow of people.

"teacher."

"Ah."

"Thank you, teacher."

"Ok?"

Li An put away his phone, stopped walking, turned around and asked, "What are you thanking me for?"

Xiaoche laughed: "Thank you teacher for giving me such a unique journey."

Li An: "It seems to be very fruitful."

Xiaoche nodded shyly.

Li An: "Let me guess."

Xiaoche turned his head: "No!"

Li An turned around and continued walking.

Xiaoche rushed forward and grabbed the teacher's arm, "Teacher, you guessed it!"

Li An: "I'm not guessing anymore."

Xiaoche said coquettishly: "Guess!"

Li An: “No guessing!”

Xiaoche snorted, "Then I'll tell you!"

Yangchun Road Front Station is a large station with three floors and nine entrances and exits, extending in all directions.

The teacher and student walked from the third underground floor to the second underground floor, and then went up to the first floor.

Along the way in the car, she told the teacher everything she saw and felt.

It can be said to be a kind of sharing, or it can be said to be a summary.

After the speech, Xiaoche felt that he had gained a lot tonight.

"Thank you, teacher."

Li An stopped again and turned around. "Linlin, let's imagine now. As a performer, what kind of music would you like to play for them?"

Xiao Che was stunned, as if he was completely dumbfounded.

Li An smiled and continued, "If they were all your audience tonight, what kind of music would you play for them?"

After a moment, "Remember what our second level is?"

Xiaoche: "From the moment I walk towards the piano, I have to imagine myself as being on stage."

Lee Ang: “What stage?”

Xiaoche: "The stage for the competition."

Ang Lee: "Listen carefully. From now on, before the competition, every time you walk towards the piano, you must still imagine yourself as stepping onto the stage."

After a pause, he said, "This is a performance stage. Please forget about the competition venue."

As Li An said this, he pointed to the distance. Through the gap in the crowd, the car could vaguely see a black upright piano.

Sorry everyone, there have been some minor issues at home recently. I will resume updating as normal tomorrow.

Sorry.