Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1127 387. Playing the game with my mother [Six]

The draw results have been announced and the order of appearance has been finalized.

As there was a commotion at the scene, the order of the names of the fifteen contestants on the big screen also changed.

No. 09 Sun Wenjun

[No. 08 Liu Yiyuan]

[No. 07 Lin Ruoxi]

[No. 06 Huang Sirui]

[No. 05 He Jiaming]

[No. 04 Han Xueqing]

[No. 03 Feng Junjie]

[No. 02 Chen Yutong]

[No. 01 Che Lin]

[No. 15 Zhao Xinyi]

[No. 14 Yang Ruolin]

[No. 13 Xiao Jingchen]

[No. 12 Xu Tianyu]

No. 11 Wu Yating

No. 10 Tang Haoran

The official numbering arrangement based on the first letter of each player's surname before the game remains unchanged, and player No. 09 Sun Wenjun is still No. 09.

The above fifteen contestants will gather again tomorrow to compete for the gold medal in Group C of the 28th Xiao Xiao Competition in China. The top three contestants will go to Warsaw to participate in the final global finals.

"Wow—"

Due to the atmosphere at the scene, the parents also gave applause to cheer and encourage the fifteen young contestants.

After the draw ceremony for Group C ended, the young contestants left the scene in an orderly manner accompanied by their instructors and parents.

Li An and Yao Libin chatted for a while outside.

Upon learning that many of the young contestants' instructors were just figureheads, Teacher Li, who had organized the competition, really didn't know what to say. After all, he was just too young.

At the same time, I had a little more admiration for Feng Hanlin, the senior, because in yesterday's Group A competition, Zhang Tianyou's instructor was shown as Feng Hanlin, and in the scoring rules announced later, Feng Hanlin's score for Zhang Tianyou was shown as abandoned.

But what do the teachers of these children in Group C mean? It is their own students participating in the competition, but how can the instructor use someone else’s name?

The most interesting thing is that there are seven contestants from Huayuan High School, five of whom are from various domestic competition areas, but only two instructors are shown at the end.

Of course, Ang Lee didn't mean to say that there was something fishy going on here. Anyone with a discerning eye could see it. If these people wanted to do something tricky, they wouldn't resort to such an attempt to cover up the truth. He simply didn't understand.

What's the point? Won't it hurt the child?
He dared to bet that if Haitao's name was filled in as Xiaoche's instructor, Xiaoche would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Yao Libin's subsequent explanation was what really made Li An Xiaodao pull his ass. It really opened my eyes. Is the academic circle of piano really an academic circle? Can you also brush KPI by putting your name on it?

But this is easy to understand Ang Lee, and the sense of picture is also there.

To make a very appropriate analogy and provide a piece of information in advance: Xiao Che was originally Lao Wei’s student.

The scene begins: Li An has just joined Rongyuan Affiliated High School as a piano teacher. He wants to win over a large number of students, but he needs students and requires performance in all aspects. Xiao Xiaosai happens to come, and Lao Wei thinks that he is already at this age, so it is time to cultivate the next generation.

So Lao Wei let Xiao Che take two classes with Li An, and then told Li An, okay, go take your child to participate in the competition, try to get good results, and let everyone look at you with admiration. Then I, the teacher, can arrange a fast track for you.

No problem, the instructor was also in the last class, so there is no problem at all.

So Ang Lee felt that he had not done anything excessive. What was wrong with nailing the instructor's name tag?
Nail also watched the car do its homework.

"Bye, Xiao He, do your best tomorrow."

"Goodbye, Teacher Li, goodbye, Teacher Ding, goodbye, Auntie, see you tomorrow, Che Lin."

He Jiaming was polite and did not miss a single one.

But Dingzi is not a teacher at all. Seeing that this student respected him so much, Dingzi also felt emotional.

"Come on, Mr. He! You can do it!"

Xiao Che at the side was laughing in his heart, "Bye He Jiaming, see you tomorrow, bye Uncle Yao!"

"Goodbye! Linlin, do your best tomorrow." Old Yao waved his hand, and the two groups said goodbye at the door of the concert hall.

As the lights come on, the entire art center is brightly lit, which is very beautiful.

"Let's go, too, to the next stop."

Today's plan does not end here.

I won’t take a taxi back home. Why not take the free bus? I can also enjoy the sunset along the way.

The four teachers and students were the first to get on the bus and each occupied a favorable position.

The first one was Dingzi. As soon as he got on the bus, he went straight to the window seat in the last row. It seemed that he wanted to have a secret private chat with his girlfriend.

Next came the car. It seemed that the car knew what Teacher Ding was thinking and pulled Sang Ping to sit on the double seat in the two rows in front of Ding.

The car is not partial, "Where do you want to sit, teacher?"

"I'll just sit here." Li An was two rows away from the mother and daughter in the car. "The back is too bumpy."

Just then, someone else got on the bus. Li An saw that it was an acquaintance, the parent of the Ocean University who had had a very pleasant chat with Li An at the lottery site just now.

The male parent brought his son onto the bus and caught sight of Li Ang.

This is a good relationship.

The male parent greeted Li An with a smile and walked over with his son, "Call someone."

"Hello uncle, hello teacher, hello aunt."

The handsome boy who greeted everyone is No. 13 Xiao Jingchen.

Sang Ping smiled: "Hello, classmate."

Dingzi smiled awkwardly: "Hello, hello."

How could Xiaoche lose to others in terms of politeness, even though he seemed to be ignored, "Hello, uncle."

Li Anle: "Hello, hello, handsome boy, what's your number?"

Jamel Xiao: “No. 13.”

Li An did some calculations and said, "Then you will be the fourth to last one to appear."

"Yeah." Xiao Jingchen nodded in response, but his peripheral vision secretly glanced at the car not far away, and then quickly retracted his gaze.

Li An was happy to see this and said, "Why don't you go sit in the back and have some conversation."

To be honest, Li An didn't say anything excessive, but Jamel Xiao quickly shook his head, as if he was a primary school student who had made a mistake. How could he be a second-year student at the Affiliated High School of Haiyuan?

Seeing Xiao Che, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Xiao Che's laugh was even more incredible, and Jamel Xiao blushed directly.

"Go ahead and talk to your classmates." Father Xiao encouraged, "Don't you always say you want to make new friends?"

Seeing his son hesitating, Father Xiao sighed and said there was nothing he could do. He let his son sit inside him, and then he sat on the right side of Li Ang across the safety passage.

Li An: "You took leave specifically to bring your child here."

Father Xiao: "Yes, my wife is busy with work, and we originally planned to come together."

Just like that, the two of them started chatting with each other.

The topic naturally revolves around the child learning piano, and Li An also wants to know how Xiao got into the affiliated middle school. You wouldn't know until you talk about it. After listening to Li An, he was filled with emotion. The child started preparing since the third grade, and originally planned to take the entrance exam for the affiliated primary school, but he failed and ended up going to the affiliated middle school.

From the beginning of preparing for the entrance exam to the attached primary school, there is no need to say much about learning from famous teachers. During the normal school semester, Xiao Jingchen can guarantee to practice the piano for four hours every day, and during the holidays, he practices for at least six hours a day.

There was no social interaction, no mobile phones, no going out to play. It can be said that my entire childhood was spent between the black and white keys and day and night.

According to what teacher Xiao Jingchen said at the time, the child was still a little lacking in talent, but even if he couldn't get into the attached primary school, there would be no big problem for him to get into the attached high school.

But after being admitted to the Affiliated High School, the little talent that Teacher Xiao Jingchen had mentioned before seemed to have appeared overnight.

Li An: “I’ve finally gotten the idea.”

Father Xiao smiled and said, "He got it. The teacher paid special attention to him during that time. Since then, he has been practicing faster and faster. His teacher said that he has both musicality and expression, and asked him to work harder. Now he is in the second grade, and asked him to submit a video to give it a try."

Ang Lee: "Then I was selected into the finals"

Father Xiao: "Yes, we didn't expect it, because when he entered school, the children in his grade were so talented. As a result, there were six students in his class, three of whom were from our local area, and one child was in the same age group as him, Group C. His teacher told us not to hold out too much hope, which meant that two students were admitted to one."

Li An: "I understand. You guys have a lot of competition."

Father Xiao: "In the end, he was selected, but the other kid from Group C didn't make it."

Li An: "Sometimes it's hard to say. The children are all excellent. It all depends on the judges' consideration in those few minutes. The number of places is limited."

Father Xiao: "Yes, in fact, his mother and I did not ask him to get any grades. What matters is his participation. We never put pressure on him to practice the piano. It all depends on him."

Li An: "That's great. Nowadays there are too few children who are willing to take the initiative to practice piano."

Father Xiao smiled and then changed the subject, "How does your child usually learn piano? Does he mainly learn from teachers at your local university?"

Li An: "She also occasionally took classes with teachers from our Rongcheng Conservatory of Music, and her main teacher was a teacher from the institution."

As Li An was speaking, Xiao's father turned his head and tried to catch a glimpse of Ding Zi sitting in the last row. It was a strange feeling.

Li An naturally noticed it, and smiled in his heart and continued: "I am just like any other piano student. I take classes on weekends and practice piano when I have time."

However, Father Xiao was still extremely shocked when he heard this.

You should know that only three players are selected from each region, not three from each group, but three from the four groups below high school, ABCD.

In other words, there may be only one player from the entire Chengdu area who will be selected for the Group C finals.

The Chengdu competition area can't be considered a small competition area, but what Xiao's father heard from Li Ang were indeed just two understatements.

So in his opinion, if Ang Lee did not deliberately omit anything, then this little girl must have extraordinary talent.

As a parent of a child in an affiliated middle school, he has seen too many geniuses.

"Did your child ever consider going to the affiliated high school at that time?" Father Xiao was really curious about this.

Li An: "I also considered it. At that time, Wu Lijuan, the teacher of Jinyuan, wanted her to go to Jinmen High School. We adults also discussed it and decided to go with her. In the end, she didn't want to go. So let it go."

If Li An's words just now were just shocking, then this sentence at this moment was shocking. Father Xiao took his son from preparing for the attached primary school to being admitted to the attached middle school, and he could also make a list of the names of experts and professors from relevant professional colleges in the country.

Who is Professor Wu Lijuan?
Wu Lijuan is not a professor, she is the vice president of Tianjin Conservatory of Music!

My God, the vice president personally asked for it, what kind of treatment is this? It starts with an interview! What level is this?

How big of a shock must this be for Mr. Xiao, the parent of an excellent piano student?

The key point is that Xiao's father didn't think Li Ang was bragging at all. He didn't know why, but he didn't doubt his uncle's words at all.

Moreover, compared to the instructor sitting in the last row playing with his cell phone, he felt that this uncle's conversation and temperament were more like that of a piano teacher.

After being shocked, Father Xiao sighed and spoke again: "Yes, there is nothing we can do if the child doesn't want to. She is fine at home. I feel that she has a cheerful personality."

Li An: "She's OK. She was quite introverted when she was little. She got better after entering junior high school."

Li Ang's words made the mother and daughter in the back row laugh.

Father Xiao: "Children are like this, they are different at each stage."

Father Xiao wanted to ask more in-depth questions about Xiao Che's piano studies, but when he saw that the instructor sitting in the last row didn't say a word, he didn't dare to ask any more questions about piano studies.

Li An: "Yeah, eh, do you plan to let him go professional in the future?"

Father Xiao: "Let's take it one step at a time. It all depends on him."

Father Xiao turned around and said, “Jelly Xiao, do you want to go professional in the future?”

Seeing that the question was thrown on him, Jamel Xiao was awkward again, and his words "I don't know either" made everyone laugh.

Father Xiao: "Hey, we don't know anything no matter what we ask."

Li An waved his hand: "I think Xiao must have his own ideas, so don't ask. Kids nowadays have their own ideas, right, Che?!"

"Uncle!" Xiaoche almost said it out of turn!
Dingzi almost couldn't help but said, "Ahem."

Then Xiaoche pretended to be unhappy and muttered, "I don't know what to do."

Li An laughed and said, "See? They are all the same. Oh, I wonder what they are thinking about all day long."

Xiao Che took over the conversation: "Of course it's practicing the piano."

Li An: "Okay, okay."

Everyone laughed again.

At this moment, Jamel Xiao secretly turned his head and glanced at the car again. He agreed very much with what this lovely female classmate said.

The bus entered the Third Ring Road and not long after the lights turned green, the Xiao father and son waved goodbye to Li Ang and got off the bus.

Xiao Che finally doesn't have to worry about saying the wrong thing, "Teacher, you will be exposed tomorrow!"

Li An smiled bitterly: "I didn't mean it."

He didn't think much about it when he drew lots just now, who knew that he would meet him again on the bus.

"It's exposed, I didn't say anything nonsense," Li An said, looking at the car and jokingly, "You heard it, it's so difficult to get into the affiliated high school. I asked you to go, but you didn't go."

Xiaoche glared: "I'm not going! I'm not going anywhere in the future!"

Li An: "So, you plan to work in Piano Classroom No. 4 for the rest of your life?"

Xiaoche: "Yeah! That's what I planned!"

Li An: "I don't want you yet."

Xiaoche: “No!”

Li An: "I don't want it!"

Xiaoche: “You must!”

Sang Ping: "Linlin."

Car: “.”

Li An: “Lulululu!”

Xiaoche: "Teacher!"

Li An: “What’s going on?”

The teacher and the student started bickering again, and after a short while, the bus stopped in front of the Jiger Hotel.
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While the group was planning their travel and dinner, the results of Group B were announced. Cai Fengnian only got seventh place and missed the world competition.

Li An also took advantage of the lunch break to reply to some calls and messages. The draw results for Group C had been announced, and there were obviously more people who cared about the car than him.

On the way to the night market, Li An called Chen Wenchang again. Of course, it was not to comfort him. The kids in Group B were really amazing today, and it was already a good result for Xiao Cai.

When I returned to the hotel, Chopin's First Ballade was playing in the lobby.

Boss X sat in front of the window, playing the piano with great concentration.

The whole lobby was filled with emotion.