Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1122 382. Playing the game with my mother [I]

Regarding the matter of Nail's fear of heights, Ang Lee also knew who to listen to.

It was difficult for him to judge because Nail fell asleep shortly after the plane took off.

When he woke up, the plane had landed and the nails next to it looked to be in good condition.

As the plane landed smoothly, the passenger cabin gradually became noisy.

"Don't worry."

Li An reminded Dingzi that the plane still had to taxi for a while, so Dingzi hurriedly sat down.

The setting sun in the sky cast the entire airport runway red. The mother and daughter sitting in the back row whispered many things along the way.

The car let Aunt Sang sit near the window. It was the first time that Sang Ping saw the sea of ​​clouds. It was so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

The two-hour and fifteen-minute flight ended successfully. At 5:47 pm, the group of four successfully met Yuan Xiaoyu at the terminal exit.

"Hello, Teacher Yuan!"

"Linlin, you have secretly grown taller again."

"Ha ha!"

Li An gave a brief introduction, and during the greetings, Yuan Xiaoyu kept looking at Sang Pingdingzi.

Yuan Xiaoyu was indeed curious about what kind of family could raise a child whose musical talent was as good as Xiaoxing's.

Unfortunately, she didn't see anything special in Sang Ping and Ding Zi.

But Sang Ping's smile made her feel at home - and Ding's simple behavior
"No, no, Mr. Yuan, I can take it. How about giving me your bag as well? I'll help you get it."

"Oh thank you, I can get it myself."

Yuan Xiaoyu originally wanted to help carry a bag, but Dingzi directly offered to help her with the handbag.

A kind mother, an interesting brother, Yuan Xiaoyu suddenly thought that it might be nice for Xiaoxing to live in such a family.

At least there should have been a happier childhood.

"Teacher Li, let's go back to the hotel first."

"Go back to the hotel first."
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As the car started, Li An and Yuan Xiaoyu talked about the Group A competition that had already begun.

Xiaoche turned into a tour guide and chattered to Dingzi Sangping about the journey on the way to the hotel.

It was Dingzi’s first time to travel far away. He couldn’t keep his eyes open all the way, as if he had come to another world.

“Is that Tiananmen?”

"No."

“Is that Tiananmen?”

"No."

Whenever he passes by the quaint red wall, Dingzi would ask this question, as if in his impression Tiananmen Square is a tall red wall.

Sang Ping would glance out the window from time to time, but her attention was mostly on the car, as if no matter how big the outside world was, it could not arouse her curiosity, and she only felt at ease when looking at the car.

"Teacher Li, what date are you leaving?" Yuan Xiaoyu asked.

Lee Ang: "The flight is on the 24th at : noon."

Yuan Xiaoyu calculated the time and realized that they had to leave the next day after the competition. However, she could also understand that the local children in Yanjing would also have to take leave to participate in this competition, so there was no need to include children from other places.

"What are your plans for tomorrow?" Yuan Xiaoyu asked again.

Ang Lee is also considering this issue. There will be a master class by Novak tomorrow morning. This guy is also one of the judges of this competition. He plays Russian Chopin music to perfection and is a young representative among the foreign judges serving on the Chinese competition panel.

It didn’t matter whether Ang Lee listened to it or not, he could watch the playback, he wanted Xiao Che to listen to it live.

As with previous Xiao Xiao competitions, there will be various expert courses and master concerts interspersed outside of the competition time.

Expert courses are mostly taught by domestic professors, and master concerts are basically judged by foreigners.

Therefore, Valk’s master class tomorrow is more “precious” in Ang Lee’s eyes.

But Dingzi and Sang Ping rarely come here. If I don’t take them for a show tomorrow, I’m afraid they won’t have time again.

The Group C match will be held the day after tomorrow, and they will go back the day after tomorrow.

"Let's wait and see." Li An thought about it and decided to discuss it with Xiaoche in the evening. "How far is it from the hotel to the International Art Center?"

Yuan Xiaoyu: "There is a special shuttle bus to the stadium, which departs from the Art Gallery and picks up other hotels along the way. The whole journey takes about 40 minutes."

Li An: "This is quite convenient. Are there other players from other provinces living here as well?"

Yuan Xiaoyu: "Well, two have already checked in, and two have not yet arrived. Most of the contestants are staying in the hotel next to the International Art Center. The venue is right outside the door, and they can go back to the hotel directly after the concert in the evening. It's still a bit far for us."

Li An: "It's more convenient to live in the city."

Yuan Xiaoyu smiled and said, "That's right, Mr. Li, are you going to the concert tonight?"

Li An turned around and said, "Linlin."

Xiaoche said, "Teacher, you decide."

Li An: "I've decided to forget it. I won't bother with it today. I'll have a good rest after dinner."

Yuan Xiaoyu kindly reminded: "You can also watch the live broadcast in the store."

Li An: "Yes, this week the entire game will be broadcast live."

Dingzi suddenly interrupted: "Teachers, can I ask a question?"

Ang Lee: "Please speak."

Dingzi: "Can we enter the venue when Linlin competes?"

Yuan Xiaoyu: "There will be no spectators at the regional trials, we can only watch it through live broadcast."

Dingzi was confused. He thought it was the same as the Rongcheng Cup. "Teacher Li, can't you go in too?"

Li An laughed: "I can't do that either."
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We laughed all the way and drove to the door of Jiger Hotel.

The hotel lobby remained the same, and the match of Group A was in progress on the big screen in the small bar.

The kid who was playing the black key etude came up and gave the car a big shock.

Because the little boy on the screen looked so young, probably less than ten years old.

Li An also stopped and listened. It was worthy of being a Xiao Xiao competition. Even the youngest contestant could beat some college students.

When it comes to competitive piano, Chinese piano children of all ages are like gods.

Li An: "How is it?"

Xiaoche: “That’s amazing.”

Yuan Xiaoyu also came over when he saw this, "This child is a student of Teacher Feng Hanlin."

Feng Hanlin is also very famous among professors in the Beijing circle. Li An's impression of this professor was during the Xinhai Cup. Jia Bin, who was in the same group with him at that time, was also Feng Hanlin's student.

After listening to a short section, Li An nodded, "This kid is probably planning to strive for an international ranking."

Yuan Xiaoyu: "Well, my teacher also said that he will definitely be fine."

Li An: "Let's go, let's check in first."

The nail can't be held back any longer!

After checking in, Yuan Xiaoyu asked the group to take a short break as Boss X was already on his way.

Boss X originally arranged three rooms for Ang Lee and his group. Later, when Ang Lee learned that Lao Che would not be coming, he asked Boss X to remove one room, so he and Dingzi could share one room.

The two rooms were next to each other, and Nail went to the bathroom as soon as he entered.

After coming out, he said embarrassedly, "Teacher Li, why don't I go out and find another place to sleep."

Li An was amused when he heard this, "What's wrong, do you think it's inconvenient to live with me?"

"No, no," Dingzi explained hurriedly, "I snore when I sleep." Li An: "Let's see who snores harder."

Nail was so surprised: "Ah?"

Li An laughed: "Okay, take a break, we're going to eat soon."

Soon Nail was attracted by the various facilities in the room. He touched and fiddled with them, and opened the electric curtains three times in one minute.

It cannot be said that it was Granny Liu who entered the Grand View Garden. If you haven’t seen it, you haven’t seen it. You will know next time.

"Nail, give your master a call."

"Eh!"

Nail took out his cell phone and said after a moment, "I'm on the phone."

Next door is also a twin room.

As soon as Sang Ping entered the house, she started packing the dress and shoes she would wear for the car race, the clothes she would wear tomorrow, the food that Lao Che brought for her, various toiletries, and the towels she brought from home.

After a while, the deserted room at the entrance felt like a temporary home.

This time, Xiaoche did not help with the work as soon as he entered the door. Instead, he took out his phone and called Laoche.

"Yeah, I know."

On the phone, Lao Che kept reminding Xiao Che to listen to the teacher, as if she was usually very disobedient.

"I don't know yet. The teacher said that Teacher Chen will take us to dinner later, but Teacher Chen hasn't come yet."

"Dad, what are you having for dinner?"

Speaking of this, Lao Che feels like there is still a taste of leeks in his mouth.

At noon, he ate two servings of the stir-fried dish made by Dingzi, and now there are two servings left on the table in the kitchen. What should he do? He can't just throw it away.

"No more eating," leeks are hard to digest, and Dad's stomach is not good to begin with. Xiaoche ordered the person on the other end of the phone, "If you eat more, I'll be really angry."

Faced with his daughter's concern, Lao Che naturally felt warm in his heart, but when he thought about the smell, he decided to forget it and follow his daughter's wishes and not eat it.

"Take a picture of what you eat tonight and show me what you eat!"

Seeing Xiaoche lying on the bed in such a "fierce" manner, Sang Ping couldn't help laughing. If there was anyone in the family who could take care of Lao Che, it would only be Xiaoche.

Listening to the phone call between the father and daughter, Sang Ping suddenly recalled the time when their family just started living together. At that time, there was no Zhizhi, Dingzi was just a little boy, and Xiaoche was unwilling to eat or sleep all day long. At that time, Sang Ping spent every day in a state of physical and mental exhaustion.

Sometimes Sang Ping really felt like she couldn't hold on any longer. Whenever this happened, Lao Che would comfort her and tell her that everything would be fine after the child grew up.

Later, Sang Ping also adapted to it. Whether the child could accept her was not something she could decide. All she could do was fulfill her responsibilities as a mother. As for the rest, she would let nature take its course. As long as Lao Che treated her well and loved her, she would be content.

But who could have thought that the children would grow up so fast. In the blink of an eye, Zhizhi can already call mom and dad, Dingzi has found a partner, and the car is almost as tall as her.

When the plane took off today, she was actually quite scared. She didn't even dare to look out the window. At that time, Xiaoche held her hand and talked to her.

After the plane stabilized, she gradually became less afraid, but Xiaoche still held her hand and asked her to look at the clouds. She saw them, just like the pair of neither big nor small hands holding hers at that moment. At that moment, she felt like the clouds outside the window, so beautiful that they didn't seem real.

Who would have thought that everything would get better and better. As Xiaoche's attitude towards her changed more and more obviously, Sang Ping felt more and more uneasy.

Recently, when Linlin is not at home, she always asks Lao Che why Linlin is getting closer to her.

Lao Che always says that his children have grown up.

This answer could not convince Sang Ping.

She was not afraid of going back to her old life, she just couldn't bear to give up the car and the close relationship they had established.

These days, she often felt that Xiaoche was her biological daughter, her biological daughter that no one could take away from her.

But what would Xiaoche think about this? Would Xiaoche be able to accept that she had such an idea? She didn't dare to ask anyone.

Sang Ping would also blame herself for having such thoughts, but perhaps she shouldn't have such thoughts.

Thinking of this, Sang Ping felt a little relieved.

"Okay, I won't say any more. The teacher sent me a message."

"Yeah, bye, dad."

After hanging up the phone, Xiaoche quickly opened WeChat.

Teacher: Linlin, are you guys ready? We’ll set off in five minutes.

"Auntie Sang, let's go! Let's go eat!"

"Walk."

Sang Ping helped Xiaoche put on a thick coat. In the corridor, Li An and Dingzi had almost finished their cigarettes.

"What did the master say?" asked Dingzi.

Xiaoche: "How did you know we called?"

Dingzi chuckled: "I called too, he's on the phone right now."

Xiao Che: "Oh, he asked me to tell you that he will make you a week's worth of stir-fried dishes when you return."

Nail: "No, Master is still angry?"

Li An: "What do you mean?"

In the elevator, the brother and sister each held a version of the story and restored the stir-fry incident to Ang Lee in all aspects.

Nail: "Teacher Li, I was planning to eat by myself in the morning."

Xiaoche: "Then why don't you eat?"

Nail: "Didn't I eat?"

Xiaoche: “How many bites did you eat?”

Sang Ping was helpless: "Okay, okay, the elevator is here, let's make a fool of ourselves."

Not to mention, Li An also noticed that these two siblings are always fighting with each other.

But then again, this should be the norm for siblings.

In fact, Ang Lee was not fully aware that Xiao Che was a real bully at home when he was a child.

The brother and sister have always had a tradition of quarreling. When Xiaoche was in the third grade, he even broke the head of a stone nail.

We cannot promote this kind of trend, but it is indeed quite interesting to think about.
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As soon as the elevator door opened, Boss X's handsome figure appeared in the lobby.

Our real master is here!
"nail."

Dingzi was frightened by the hand extended by Boss X, and quickly stretched out his hands to greet him, "Hello, Mr. Chen."

Boss X laughed out loud and said, "I heard that you are an excellent cook. When will you have a chance to let us taste it?"

Dingzi was confused. What was going on? "I don't dare."

"Linlin, did you miss me?" Boss X then looked at the car again, and then he smiled and nodded towards Sang Ping, "Hello, thank you for your hard work."

Sang Ping was wondering what to say, but Li An took over the conversation directly, "Okay, brother, let's eat first. I'm starving. I didn't even eat on the plane."

Boss X: "Let's go, there's a restaurant just outside the door. Let's sit down and talk. Let's have a drink."

Nail: "I can drink it."

Boss X: "Okay, you have to drink with our teacher Li today. I'm really scared."

Ha ha ha ha--

The receptionist was amused by this turn of events.

next second.

"No, no, Mr. Chen, I really can't do this."

Dingzi really took this seriously and was so scared that he pissed himself. Should he drink with Teacher Li? This was a life-threatening move!
On the big screen, a child’s chosen piece of music was another Chopin etude.

Xiaoche admires these kids from the bottom of his heart, they are really amazing.