Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1126 385. Playing the game with my mother [Five]

The Yenching International Art Center is located in the southern part of the city, in the opposite direction of Norton Manor.

Li An had never been here before. He just thought the scenery was pretty good and took a lot of photos along the way.

When the online car-hailing vehicle arrived at the destination, the driver asked if he needed to go in, and Li An said no.

Going further ahead is a large outdoor parking lot with various buses and private cars parked. Further south of the open-air parking lot is the destination of this trip - Yanjing International Art Center.

From a distance, it looks like a cluster of sails on the canal. The overall appearance of the building adopts the traditional Chinese single-ridged double-slope roof design, and its shape is quite similar to a large silver granary.

As soon as I got off the car, I was attracted by the strange-shaped buildings in front of me, and I became energetic all of a sudden.

"Teacher Li, where are we going?" Dingzi bet that if he came alone, he would not be able to find the competition venue.

Li An: "This way."

The total construction area of ​​the art center is about 120,000 square meters. It has four indoor theaters including a concert hall, opera house, drama theater and small theater, and an open-air theater, with a total seating capacity of more than 5,500.

The final of the Xiao Xiao Competition in China was held in the concert hall of the Art Center, but unfortunately there were no audience seats.

Ang Lee had heard that the concert hall at the art center had excellent acoustics, and he thought it would be great to listen to it live.

The four teachers and students crossed the parking lot and walked fifty meters north before entering the center's main gate along with two groups of people dressed as tourists.

The concert hall is in the center left area, and game information is scrolling on the large LED screen.

There was also a sign at the entrance of the stadium warning tourists not to enter, and two staff members were sitting at the door.

Xiaoche took out his ID card, verified the contestants' information, and successfully led the three adults into the concert hall.

Following the staff's instructions, the teacher and student came to the contestant registration office on the second floor of the concert hall.

The reporting process was very simple. Xiao Che continued to show his ID card, and then filled out a contestant commitment letter, promising that his audition video would be his own performance and so on. He just copied the template and signed his name at the end.

When Xiaoche was copying the players' commitment letters, Li An also showed his ID card.

After verifying Li An's identity based on the instructor information in Xiaoche's registration information, the staff gave Li An a name badge.

This badge representing the identity of the instructor is actually of no use. It allows you to enter the concert hall at will during the competition, but you cannot enter the competition venue.

The badge is beautifully made, but there is no photo on it, as if whoever wears it around their neck is the instructor.

Three minutes later, Xiaoche finally finished drawing the letter of commitment.

Looking at the not-so-exquisite handwriting on Xiaoche, Li Ang felt a little embarrassed, which was rare for him. After all, he was the instructor.

After watching the last player from Group C leave the reporting room, the two staff members couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

There are a total of fifteen contestants in Group C. All other contestants completed their reporting before noon yesterday, except for this child named Che Lin.

The most upsetting thing was that when they called the instructor named Li An in the morning, he said he was taking his children shopping and asked them not to worry.

The staff thought to themselves, why are we in such a hurry? You are so generous.

Indeed, there is less than half an hour left until the Group C draw.
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After successfully obtaining the contestant's certificate, the teacher and student went downstairs to look for Sang Ping's nail. Li An suggested: "Let's enroll you in a calligraphy class so you can practice writing."

Xiao Che has a clear understanding of his handwriting, "Teacher, my handwriting is hopeless."

Ang Lee: "Are you really not going to save him? What if you need to sign autographs for your fans in the future?"

Xiao Che laughed and said, "Teacher, do your fans like your performance or your calligraphy?"

Li An was convinced in a second, "But you can consider taking some English lessons."

Xiao Che immediately thought of the conversation he had with Wang Xiaohu that day, "How much does it cost for a make-up music lesson, teacher?"

Li An continued, "I don't know the details, but you have to make up for the course. I've already made an agreement with your Aunt Sang this morning. We'll start after the competition."

Car: "Yeah!"

Li An: "I'll give you an idea. You can use your savings to pay for the tuition."

Xiaoche: “That’s what I thought!”

Li Anle.

Meeting on the first floor, Dingzi and Sang Ping were watching the Group B match on the big screen.

Li An directly threw the instructor's badge to Ding Zi, "Take it with you."

"Ah?" Dingzi took it and looked at it carefully. The four big words "Instructor" made him feel embarrassed, "Teacher Li, I..."

"Just take it with you if I tell you to," Li An cut the nail short, "and you'll just be in charge of accompanying Linlin for a while."

Li An did not give Dingzi any more chances to speak. There were still 20 minutes before the draw for Group C, so they had to go to the draw site. "Linlin, lead the way. Dingzi, just follow Linlin."

Li An and Sang Ping followed behind.

The draw ceremony was held next to the competition venue. When the four arrived, the staff on the stage were adjusting the microphone.

The staff standing at the door saw the car and the sign hanging in front of the nail, and then couldn't help but take a second look at the nail. This instructor's temperament is a little different.

However, he only recognized the name card and not the person, and a staff member led the cart and nails directly to the front field.

Li An was taken to the backcourt area by another staff member.

The whole scene was noisy. There were quite a few people sitting in the back area, and at a glance, they were basically the parents who were accompanying their children.

But in Li Ang's eyes, these parents are not ordinary parents. They are basically the best parents of piano students in the country.

At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly stood up among the children sitting in the front.

Li An looked over and saw that it was He Peng's son He Jiaming. Then he looked beside He Jiaming and saw another familiar figure. How come Yao Libin was here too?

No one knew that He Jiaming had been waiting for the car for a long time.

"This this!"

When He Jiaming saw the little car, it was like seeing his closest comrade-in-arms. From 4:30 till now, He Jiaming was almost dying of waiting.

The classmates around him seemed to know each other, only he seemed like an outsider.

Xiaoche was the first to notice He Jiaming waving at him, and he hurried over. Dingzi, who was at a loss, quickly followed.

"Why did you come just now?" He Jiaming asked in a low voice.

However, Xiaoche greeted Yao Libin first, "Hello, Uncle Yao."

"Long time no see, Linlin," Yao Libin was a little puzzled, because he didn't know the person following the car, but there was a teacher's name tag around his neck, "Where's your teacher?"

The car pointed to the backcourt area, Yao Libin turned his head and looked into Li An's eyes, then he understood.

"Sit down quickly." Yao Libin retracted his gaze and smiled, signaling Dingzi to stop standing.

As the brother and sister sat down, the eyes around them dispersed. To the group of children from the two affiliated high schools, Che Lin's face was indeed a bit unfamiliar.

However, for the instructors leading the team, Che Lin is not an unknown person from outside the circle, because the teacher of this child is Li Ang.

Especially for teachers in the Beijing circle, Li An is the winner of the special award of the last Xinhai Cup Open Tournament.

This honor alone is not something they can take lightly, not to mention that in the poster activity of the June Music Festival released by the Grand Theater not long ago, Ang Lee's name appeared again. He will collaborate with the Rotterdam Symphony Orchestra to perform Beethoven's Fourth Piano Concerto.

To be honest, Li An and them are from two different worlds, although they all have the identity of piano teachers. However, playing well does not necessarily mean teaching well, and there are indeed many teachers who have this idea. The only thing is that most of them play the role of instructors today.

In fact, like the nail Yao Libin, most of them are not the teachers of these children, but were ordered to accompany the children to draw lots.

"Ah? You just came from the museum?" He Jiaming couldn't believe it.

Xiaoche: "Ah, what's the problem?"

He Jiaming had a problem, a very serious problem, "The competition is tomorrow."

Xiaoche also had a problem with this: "Tomorrow is not the same race as today."

He Jiaming thought it made sense, but
Yao Libin, who was listening nearby, found it interesting. He could only say that there was nothing wrong with what the two children said.

While Xiao Che was whispering to He Jiaming, a long-haired girl sitting in the front row turned around to look at Xiao Che from time to time.

There was vigilance and curiosity in his eyes.
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The children were chatting about their own things in the front, while Ang Lee was also having a great time with the parents in the back.

His current identity is Xiaoche's uncle, and Sang Ping has become his cousin.

Ang Lee didn't want to infiltrate the enemy, he just wanted to talk to these best parents about their children's piano practice problems.

You wouldn't know until you talk to him, and he was really shocked when he did.

Of the three parents who had been talking to him, two had met him before and their children were attending Huayuan Middle School, and the other was a parent of Haiyuan Middle School.

In Li Ang's opinion, the three parents were almost unable to play the piano, otherwise they would have to be famous teachers.

Regarding the issue of raising fingers high, the female parent from Huayuan Middle School gave Li An a direct lesson.

"No, no, your idea is wrong."

Ang Lee asked her child how he practiced basic skills when he was young, and whether he had done high finger lift exercises, and he was given a lecture as a result.

“There is no need to practice high finger lifts.”

I can't say it's shocking, I can only say it's really shocking.

Li An had to listen to what the parent said next: "You say."

Female parent: "Raising the finger high is something that has been eliminated overseas, but our teachers in China keep emphasizing it."

So that's what's going on. Li An probably understood the level of this parent: "But as far as I know, foreign countries still emphasize the issue of high finger lifts at the basic stage."

The female parent shook her head and said, "My daughter has never practiced high finger lifts since she was a child."

Is that the end? Ang Lee is still waiting for the next part, so it turns out that it doesn’t matter if your girl doesn’t practice. Your girl can still make it to the finals without practicing, so it proves that she doesn’t need to practice?
At this time, a parent from the Ocean University of China joined the group chat and said, "There are many different teaching styles abroad, and some teachers have different requirements for different students. My child's first teacher came back from St. Petersburg. His professor asked him to start over from the beginning of his enrollment, and practiced high finger lifts."

Isn't this a much more objective statement? Just as Li An was about to speak, another parent from Huayuan also spoke up: "It is still necessary to raise the fingers. If the lower key support is not stable, you have to rely on raising the fingers to train."

Li Anxin said that this touched upon one of the key points.

However, the female parent of Huayuan had a better way to let her child practice the key support. After saying a lot of things, Li Ang simply summarized it as: we have to start from the beginning of the arm suspension.

But according to the practice order of the female parent, it really depends on the level of the child's teacher and the child's practice situation. It is obvious that the child of this female parent is very talented and has also met an awesome teacher.

Then the three parents started discussing the principle of key stability. As the initiator of the question in the beginning, Li An could no longer get a word in.

Until the female head used "experience" again to deny the efficiency of high finger raising practice, Li Ang could not help it anymore. He had to give this female head a big meal.

After the female head finished her speech, Li An did not respond but started a conversation himself.

"I think that raising the fingers high is like the marching in military training. It can directly test whether the fingers are stable or not."

As soon as Li Ang finished speaking, all the parents looked at him. This statement was a bit novel.

"We can imagine that the child's legs are the middle and ring fingers of the child's right hand. The instructor asks the child to lift his left leg and hold it straight in the air. If the child's body shakes at this time, does it mean that the child's core is unstable?"

When the parents heard and thought about what Li Ang said, they were taken in by it.

"So if the child lifts up the middle finger, the whole palm or even the whole arm will feel a slight shake, which means that the child's ring finger is not stable."

Li An paused, "This situation is not easy to detect when the speed is fast. It only appears when you keep still or practice slowly. Some children's fingers are very smooth when playing fast things, like they are wound up. But when they play slow works, they can't control the volume well and the sound is hollow. Why? It's because their hands are not well supported. Think about how the soldiers of our military honor guard practice marching."

All the parents were silent. It was such a vivid scene.

"My son is like this." A parent who did not participate in the discussion also spoke up.

Li An groaned, "I don't really know much about piano."

"I heard it all from my niece. Her teacher asked her to practice high finger lifts in five or six ways: single lift, continuous lift, low lift, high lift, lift to ensure the flexibility of the palm, lift with explosive power, and various corresponding moves. It makes me feel overwhelmed just by hearing it."

Li An said that it was a headache, but the parents who heard it did not feel it was a headache. This is very clear!

A parent asked: "From your accent, you are from the north, right? Where are you from?"

Li An: "I am from the north. My sister and children are from Chengdu."

Another parent asked: "Which middle school does your child attend?"

Li Anle: "A local key junior high school."

Dear Parents:
Is this what people are asking?
Just then the hall lit up, and as two staff members came on stage, the scene gradually became quiet.

After the staff holding the microphone gave a brief commentary, they got straight to the point and the drawing of lots began.

Twenty-six English letters began to flash on the big screen.

If the cursor stops on C, the contestant with the first letter of his name, B, will go on stage first in counterclockwise order. If there is no such contestant, the same logic will be applied to A - the car will be the last to go on stage.

As luck would have it, five seconds later, the cursor stopped on T.

Then a wail was heard from the contestant area.

Children are still children after all, and it is difficult for them to control their emotions when faced with such situations.

It’s understandable that no one wants to be the first one to go up.

Looking at various music competitions, the first contestant to go on stage is most likely to miss out on first place.

But there is no way, someone has to go first.

But there are exceptions to everything.

The wailing sound did not come from the first contestant to take the stage tomorrow, but from the second one.

As the draw was over, all the contestants in the first row focused their attention on the long-haired girl sitting in the middle.

“She is Sun Wenjun.”

He Jiaming whispered a warning to the car next to him, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Then he said in a quieter tone: "That's great."

Xiao Che could probably understand He Jiaming's thoughts, but her impression of this long-haired female classmate was still stuck on the way she looked back at her from time to time.

Is this student Sun very good? She doesn't know, and the teacher hasn't told her anything.

But it doesn't matter, the order of appearance has been announced and she should get ready to go on stage.

No. 01 Che Lin! Come on!