Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1118 378. The repetitive youth! The taste of Chopin?
It's not that hateful.

Three minutes later, Wang Xiaohu reappeared at the bus stop where the car left.

Of course he came back only after he saw Che Lin get on the bus.

Otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing.

I actually forgot the other party's tutoring materials.

Um--

He really didn't mean it.

Wang Xiaohu walked alone to the bench at the bus stop and sat down. The afternoon breeze blew towards him, and he looked up at the sky with some melancholy.

The sky is quite blue.

The clouds are like white cotton, changing their shapes constantly with the wind.

It turned into a snow-white rabbit, a little sheep, and then into rolling hills.
Wang Xiaohu felt that at this moment, he was just like the clouds in the sky, changing all the time.

He didn't know how the breeze blew through his heart. It felt like holding a piece of lime hard candy in his mouth. The tip of his tongue first felt the jumping bubbles, then the sourness seeped out from between his teeth, and finally turned into a hint of sweetness on his taste buds.

Wang Xiaohu didn't even know why he felt disappointed.

He didn't even know how to explain the word "melancholy" specifically.

But it should have nothing to do with words like joy, happiness and pleasure.

But today should be a very happy day.

Or is it that the happy time is too short?

Eight minutes have passed, but I still haven't received any message from Che Lin.

"Ugh."

The No. 34 bus arrived at the station and Wang Xiaohu got on the bus.

There were not many people in the carriage. After swiping his card with a beep, he walked directly to the last row and chose a seat by the window.

Wang Xiaohu actually likes to sit by the window, but when he takes the bus with Che Lin, he prefers Che Lin to sit by the window.

Fifteen minutes passed, but I still didn't receive any message from Che Lin.

Wang Xiaohu wanted to take out his cell phone several times to send a message to Che Lin to ask where she was.

Actually, no, he wanted to ask the other party why he didn’t send him a message.

But his intuition told him that he absolutely couldn't ask that.

But unfortunately, he didn't even have the courage to ask the other party where he was going.

strangeness.

strangeness.

Thinking of the strange thing, he suddenly smiled.

Because he remembered what Che Lin said to him: You are the weird one, you actually wear school uniform when you go out to play on the weekend.

I don't like wearing school uniforms!

It's obviously you who likes to wear school uniform!
Ugh.
After a brief moment of interest, Wang Xiaohu fell silent again.

Why haven't you messaged me yet?
It seemed that he cared more about this message than the next time we could hang out together.

What he cared about was certainly not that the other party had not transferred his book money yet.

The reason why he asked Che Lin to transfer the money to him was because he knew that if he didn't want the money, Che Lin would definitely not accept it and would be unhappy.

He understands Che Lin.

But he knew Che Lin, and she would never get in the car without replying his message.
At least give me the money for the books!

I trust you so much!

Of course Wang Xiaohu doesn’t care about the money from this book!

All right! He admitted that he just wanted to receive a message after they broke up.

How can I put it? If you send it, it means you care about me; if you don’t send it, it means you don’t care about me!

A righteous thought flashed through his mind, and then Brother Xiaohu jumped off the bus in a panic.

Passengers waiting for the bus at Yudong Xinjie Station were attracted by his movements.

Looking at Brother Xiaohu again, his evasive eyes seemed like he was worried that people around him would see through his inner thoughts.

He walked quickly all the way until he left Yudong Xinjie Station and crossed the road. Only then did he feel that no one was watching him from behind.

"Reaching soon."

After weakly sending a voice message to his mother, Wang Xiaohu clicked on Che Lin’s WeChat profile picture.

Well, the information still remains at the photo he took secretly in the morning when Che Lin was trying on a hat.

So cute~ Alas, twenty-five minutes have passed.

Wang Xiaohu scratched his head and thought that he probably wouldn’t receive any more messages from Che Lin at noon today.

Alright alright!

come on! Come on!

Let’s all work hard together!

Forcing himself to be encouraged, he took out the keys from his sports bag.

He was just about to open the door when it opened on its own accord.

"I'm home!"

"Grandma."

"What did you have for lunch?" Xiaohu's grandmother asked, "Would you like to have something more?"

"No, no, no," Wang Xiaohu went into the house to change his shoes and said casually, "Grandma, I have to practice the piano quickly because I have to go to class soon."

"Okay, okay," Grandma Hu said quickly, "Go now."

Wang Xiaohu had just returned to the cabin when Grandpa Xiao Hu came out of the bathroom.

Grandpa Xiaohu looked around but couldn't see his grandson: "Where is he?"

Just then, the sound of a piano came from the cabin.

The old couple both laughed.

Grandpa Xiaohu lowered his voice and continued to ask: "What did you eat?"

Xiaohu's grandmother answered in a lower voice: "No, she looked a little unhappy."

Grandpa Xiaohu came closer: "What's going on?"

Grandma Xiaohu curled her lips and said, "How would I know? He went in without saying a word."

Grandpa Xiaohu was puzzled: "Didn't he go out to play with Che Lin this morning?"

Little Tiger's grandmother didn't understand either, "Why don't you ask him later?"

Grandpa Xiaohu: "You ask."

Grandma Xiaohu: "You ask."
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Ahhhhh!

After running out of the subway station, the car continued to run towards the south side of Tianhu Avenue.

Passing by the little blue car parked in the morning, she felt sad!

My phone is cheating me again!
If the time at the subway station is accurate, then there are only five minutes left until the time agreed with the teacher.

Although there are only five minutes left, riding a bike can definitely ensure that you get back within the stipulated time!
But her phone turned off automatically on the bus!
She was just about to transfer money to Wang Xiaohu for the book, but the phone automatically shut down when the remaining battery power reached 11 percent.

You should definitely learn this lesson!

Last time, it automatically shut down when the battery level was only 8%.

Ugh!
Keeping in touch with Wang Xiaohu on the phone in the bookstore in the morning did consume too much power, but why didn't she bring a power bank with her when she went out in the morning?

Ugh!
so stupid.

As soon as the green light came on across the zebra crossing, the car was the first to rush across the street.

"Teacher Mu!"

He hurried back to the store entrance and ran into Mu Xin who was throwing away garbage.

"What happened?!"

Seeing this, Mu Xin hurried over, but it turned out to be a false alarm. She thought there were bad guys chasing the car!
It was so scary, "Silly girl, why are you running? You look out of breath."

"Hey, hey," he rushed back to the store, and the cart was at ease. He took a breath for a moment, "Teacher Mu, I'll help you throw it away."

"Hurry up and go in and rest for a while. I still have to go buy some things." Mu Xin waved his hand and asked Xiaoche to go into the house first to drink some water. "Your teacher is on the second floor."

Xiaoche: "See you later, Teacher Mu!"

Upstairs, Li Ang and Lao Tang were discussing the order of appearance of the students in the April performance on the stage.

Xiaoche did not go upstairs immediately, but went to the front desk to borrow a power bank from Aunt Xiaoyun.

"Thank you, Auntie Xiaoyun."

"You're welcome. What did you two have for lunch?" "Hamburgers."

"Well, hurry up."

"Yes, Aunt Xiaoyun, I'll bring it down to you in a moment."

"Don't worry, I'll be leaving soon. Just leave it at the front desk for me when you're done."

"okay!"

As soon as the car came to the second floor, Li An thought it was Haitao. He turned around and saw that it was the car that came back. He was a little surprised for a moment, "So early."

"Okay, teacher," Xiao Che was indeed a little speechless, then looked at Lao Tang and greeted him.

Lao Tang: "There are three egg tarts in the conference room. They are specially reserved for you. Go and get them yourself."

Xiaoche: "Thank you, Mr. Tang!"

Lao Tang smiled: "No thanks, no thanks."

Li An: "Linlin, go practice the piano first. Your uncle Fang will come over at four o'clock."

Car: "!"
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Uncle Fang is coming too! ?
Xiaoche didn't dare to delay any longer and went to classroom No. 2 to charge his mobile phone first.

While her cell phone was on, she opened the piano lid and warmed up.

After running scales for three minutes, she felt surprisingly good today.

Then I picked up the phone on the piano board, but there was no message.

'My phone turned off automatically! I just got back to the store. Have you been to grandpa's house?'

After clicking send, Xiaoche transferred the money for the book to Wang Xiaohu.

"Thank you! I will just forward you one copy."

After recovering from her shock, Xiaoche also remembered another book that Wang Xiaohu had given her.

'I love this book too! '
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The living room of Xiaohu’s grandfather’s house.

The old couple were sitting on the sofa looking at their mobile phones when they suddenly heard a wolf howl coming from the cabin.

"What's wrong with him now?" Xiaohu's grandfather looked up and asked.

Grandma Xiaohu still lowered her head: "Don't worry about him. He made the same noise when he was directing in the house that day. I guess he got excited again."

Grandpa Xiaohu thought it made sense and lowered his head to continue browsing his phone.

Hut.

Brother Xiaohu just felt like he had just won a battle, like a triumphant general!
He knows it!

He knows it!

He knows it!

How could Che Lin not reply to his message when her phone still had power?

How can it be?

How can it be?

How can it be? !
There's no way it's possible!
The gloomy mood that had been pent up for the whole afternoon was instantly washed away by the three messages in front of him.

He even felt that just yelling was not enough to express his feelings at the moment, so he stood up and waved his arms at the air again, as if he was conducting the second movement of Beethoven's Ninth Symphony.

After venting his anger, Wang Xiaohu received two more replies from Che Lin:

'If you like it too, I'll give you another one next time!'

"I'm full, I have to practice the piano quickly."

Wang Xiaohu quickly edited: Hurry up and practice. I have to get ready for class. I have to go back to school at 5:30. My watch was confiscated by my mom. I probably won’t be able to send you messages these two days, but I will definitely watch your game on Wednesday night! Come on, Arlene! You are the best!

After a moment, a message popped up again: Thank you! I will work hard! Come on!
Wang Xiaohu's mind was so focused on the car race that he forgot about another issue that he was concerned about.
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Later, when he was in the conducting class, he suddenly remembered - he forgot to ask: Does what you said about cooking a meal for me when you come back from the competition still count?

But in a flash, he felt that there was no need to ask, hehe! Just wait for Che Lin to return triumphantly!
Just then, "Ouch!"

The stinging pain on the back of his hand made him withdraw his arm suddenly, "Teacher Qin, I..."

"Come again."

Qin Yong still didn't ask anything, just said to continue.

Wang Xiaohu took a deep breath, regained his composure and raised his hands again.

Today, the back of his hand has been hit four times by the small cane in Teacher Qin's hand.

One more time than last month combined.
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Another hour later.

There were only five people left in the entire piano classroom No. 4.

Half an hour ago, Ji Yang and Haitao drove their own cars and took Lao Tang, Mu Xin, Zhang Miao and others to the Rongcheng Concert Hall.

There are also several other young teachers from Shu Ren. Let’s go and see Meng Anhua’s works together tonight.

Of course, it’s mainly for the sake of old soup.

The store door was closed at this moment, and the opening concert of this year's Xiao Xiao Competition was being broadcast live on the big screen in the lobby on the first floor.

The performer playing Chopin's Fourth Ballade on the screen is called Alex Simon Serchiak. He is the artistic director of the China Xiaoxiao Competition Finals and International Selections, and has served as the chairman of the jury for the Big Xiao Competition for two consecutive sessions.

However, the old man's strong Polish Chopin flavor could not attract Lin Guoguo.

Lin Guoguo watched the big screen for a while, then felt bored, so she tiptoed up to the stairs to the second floor and secretly glanced at the stage.

Bad grandpa!
Lin Guoguo pouted at Lao Wei's back, then obediently returned to the first floor.

She wanted to listen to Sister Che Lin playing the piano, but her grandfather wouldn't let her stay on the second floor.
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Another hour later.

Xiaoche played all the competition pieces in order, then stood up, played the piano and bowed.

Three rounds of applause rang out at the same time.

There is nothing much to say about Ang Lee. From the moment he went on stage to the end of the performance, if he were a judge, he would give Xiaoche full marks.

This was not any selfish praise, he really liked this performance and found it impeccable in every aspect.

If the car can perform 80% of what it did on the day of the competition, Li Ang will be satisfied.

Li An looked at the two people beside him.

Lao Wei + Lao Fang.

This pair of judges can be said to be the most influential duo of judges in the entire southwest region. They can even be said to be the judges that even the organizing committee of the Chinese region of the Xiao Xiao competition cannot invite.

The judge for the Xiao Xiao competition sent by Rongyuan this time is Chen Wenchang, who was just promoted to the head of the piano teaching and research department after the new year.

"Teacher Wei, please come first."

Fang Yongbo was not being polite. He came here today for no other reason than to let the children listen again. However, he had never been a judge in a piano competition, so he wanted to hear what Lao Wei had to say first.

He personally thought it was very good. From what he heard and saw during the hour, the car once again made him feel a little "terrified".

Compared to the last time he listened to Xiao Che's live performance, it was obvious that this time Xiao Che had undergone considerable changes in both his performance state and content, and these changes shocked him.

Lao Wei: "Commander Fang, you go first."

Fang Yongbo: "Come on, come on."

Lao Wei: "Come on, come on."

The mutual evasion between the two big shots also made the teacher and student on the stage laugh.

Li An: "Teacher, please come first."

Fang Yongbo immediately followed up: "Listen to the boss."

Ha ha ha ha--

Then let him go first. What did Lao Wei say? After listening to this, he did have something to say, but he couldn't say it in front of the children.

"How about Linlin, why don't you go play with Guoguo for a while?"

Xiaoche responded immediately, but was stopped by Li An: "It's okay, teacher, just say whatever you want to say, let Linlin listen together, no problem."

Xiaoche nodded: "Yeah!"

Old Wei thought it would be a good idea to let Linlin hear it.

Lao Wei is a straightforward person, and he will not hide his beloved disciple and grandson: "We won't talk about her merits. We know Linlin very well. She really showed us a complete performance, including her state on stage. It felt like she was going to hold a personal concert."

Fang Yongbo nodded in approval: "Confident, relaxed, and tolerant."

Old Wei looked at Fang Yongbo: "Impeccable."

After a pause, he said, "But Linlin."

Car: "Yeah!"

Lao Wei didn't know whether to talk about the car or Ang Lee.

"The theme of our competition this time is Chopin and Chopin's works."

When he heard the word Chopin, Ang Lee knew what his teacher was going to say next, and he was not surprised.

Lao Wei continued his analysis in a hypothetical tone, "Should we try to calm down our emotions a little?"

Then, “It’s a competition.”