Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1151 411. Playing the game with my mother [Thirty]

The two girls were sitting in the front, laughing and joking. Jamel Xiao, who was sitting on Lin Ruoxi's right, would join in and say a few words from time to time.

Xiao Jamel could sit here thanks to his father. When he got on the bus just now, his father almost forced him to communicate more with his classmates.

Otherwise, even if he wanted to, he wouldn't dare to actually sit next to the two female classmates, even if there was an aisle between them.

Although he was sitting here, he really couldn't take the initiative to talk to female classmates.

He thought to himself that he should just listen to what the female classmates said, but Lin Ruoxi didn't ignore him at all. She turned around and asked him a question from time to time, and occasionally called him number one directly.

Every time Lin Ruoxi called him number one, he didn't know what to say.

Then the two female classmates laughed even harder, making him feel very embarrassed.

In fact, he always wanted to tell Che Lin that you play better than me, and ask a question at the same time.

As a result, Lin Ruoxi made it so that he never had a chance.

Just then the bus slowed down and stopped on the side of the road, and Jamel Xiao had to get off first.

Father Xiao stood up and shook hands with Li An again: "Teacher Li, we should get off the bus now. I hope we will have the opportunity to consult you again in the future. It is a great honor to meet you on this trip."

Li An stood up and stretched out his hand, saying with a smile: "There will be plenty of opportunities. When the time comes, take the children to Rongcheng to play and visit me by the way."

Father Xiao: "I will definitely go."

Jamel Xiao also already knew that Che Lin's uncle was fake.

"Goodbye, Teacher Li. Goodbye, brother and aunt."

"Goodbye, Uncle Lin."

"Goodbye, Xiao. Come on."

Li Ang and his entourage also said goodbye to the father and son.

Just before getting off the bus, Jamel Xiao didn't know where he got the courage from, he suddenly turned around and returned to the seats of the two female classmates.

Politely asked: "Can I add you on WeChat?"

This scene also made the adults laugh. They had been watching from behind all the way and could see that this classmate Xiao was a little awkward in speaking in front of his female classmates.

After successfully getting the WeChat accounts of the two female classmates, Jamel Xiao finally got out of the car with his father, feeling satisfied.

It wasn't until the bus drove away that Jamel Xiao retracted his gaze.

"Dad, I can't play as well as Che Lin."

Father Xiao smiled and said, "So you should consider whether you should continue to work harder. You may not be so lucky next time you meet Che Lin."

Jamel Xiao became nervous for a moment when he heard this.

But then he thought it was nothing and explained: "Of course I will continue to work hard, but I am not trying to beat her. I just think she plays very well and she is different from the rest of us."

Upon hearing this, Father Xiao squatted in front of his son and said to him with envy in his eyes: "Xiaochen, everyone is born different. You can also play the piano that she likes."

Jamel Xiao: "Really? Dad, I don't think I can do it. I can't play music like her."

Father Xiao: "You can't play her music because you are not her, but she can't play your music either because she is not you. You can only play your own music. What do you think?"

Jamel Xiao thought about it, it was indeed what his father said, she was not Che Lin, he could only play his own music, but
“But it’s really hard.”

Father Xiao smiled again and said, "Are you feeling some pressure now after getting first place?"

Jamel Xiao nodded: “A little bit.”

Father Xiao nodded and continued to ask, facing his son's confused gaze: "Do you remember the topic we discussed with mom before coming to the competition?"

Jamel Xiao: “Yeah.”

Father Xiao: "We are here to relax."

Jamel Xiao: “Yeah!”

Father Xiao: "So is it important to you what place you get?"

Jamel Xiao: “It’s not important!”

Father Xiao stood up and patted his son on the shoulder: "The result of the competition is not important at all, but what is important is how you play your own music. Son, first you have to do it, just like when you were a kid playing with Lego, you thought it was so difficult, you thought it was impossible for you to assemble so many parts, but later you put them all together."

"It's the same principle. You won't know if you can do it until you try it."

“And I hope you can have this feeling that today, no one of you lost the game, and no one won the game. You just communicated with each other through music.”

“I hope you can approach all the competitions or contests you may participate in in the future with a communicative attitude.”

"Because you are just yourself, you need to learn to tolerate others, and at the same time you also have to learn to tolerate yourself, because you are also important."

Listening to his father's words, Jamel Xiao's mind gradually became clear. He was just troubled by the first place, but now he seemed to feel that the competition had been over for a long time.

If Lin Ruoxi said he was first place or something like that at this time, he would not feel embarrassed anymore.

So what if we are first? We are all important!

“Mom and Dad are important too.”

Father Xiao: "Of course."

Then Jamel Xiao happily said that he was hungry, and after a while, the figures of the father and son disappeared on the street.

From a distance, I could only hear the conversation between the father and son continuing.

"Dad, I don't have to go to school tomorrow afternoon."

"Yes, didn't we agree on that?"

"Can I take a day off the day after tomorrow?"

"of course can."

"Hey, I want to go to the Science and Technology Museum the day after tomorrow."

"it is good."

Hearing his son's laughter, Father Xiao felt a little distressed.

This is the first time that my son, who never neglects his studies because of piano lessons and practice, has taken the initiative to say that he doesn't want to go to school.

It seems that my son is really tired.

But when I think about it, my son has been really hard-working during this period of preparation for the competition.

Not only my son, but all the young contestants who came to participate in the competition today had an easy time.

Today I listened to Teacher Li talk about how Che Lin coordinates piano practice and homework, and then compared it with his son. He could only say that his son is still happy.

Contestant No. 01 is indeed a girl worthy of admiration.

In fact, he didn't expect his son to get first place.

After watching the entire competition, as a pure spectator, in his mind, the child who played the piano best was Che Lin.

If you ask him what Che Lin's performance is good about, he can't give any professional evaluation.

I just feel that what Che Lin plays is very emotional, and it makes people involuntarily immersed in it.

He also thought that Che Lin would be the first place today.

Of course, as an adult looking at the final results, he can more or less see some problems behind the scores.

For example, Che Lin received the most full marks.

Most of these full marks came from foreign judges.

He believed that the judges gave Che Lin so many full marks out of respect for music and the competition.

If the judges gave Che Lin full marks so unanimously due to some off-site reasons, the final result today would not have been like this.

In other words, if we view today's stage as a pure competitive game, Che Lin is also the first place from another perspective.

This is why he was very happy to meet Teacher Li on this trip.

Because Che Lin is Teacher Li’s student.

He fully agrees that what kind of teacher you teach will determine what kind of students you teach.

Therefore, he will definitely ask Ang Lee for advice on his child’s piano learning in the future.

If possible in the future, he even has the idea of ​​taking his son to Chengdu twice a month to ask Teacher Li for guidance.

He was willing to do it no matter how much it cost.

Firstly, my son likes piano.

Secondly, he can still afford it.

I just don't know if Teacher Li is willing to do this, and what the conditions are.

It is completely normal for such a famous teacher to have a bit of personality. "You should consult with Che Lin more often in the future, communicate more when you have time, and build a good relationship."

"me."

"Son, you are not like me at all in this respect. Go ahead and order some food."
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The Xiao father and son had already arrived at the restaurant, and on the bus here, the two girls continued chatting.

We have already talked about learning.

Lin Ruoxi was very surprised that Xiaoche was not the top student she thought he was.

Xiaoche said: "I am such a poor student."

Lin Ruoxi: "Me too!"

Hahahaha.

Xiao Che was also a little surprised. It turned out that students in the affiliated high school also had to do homework. She had always thought that students in the affiliated high school only had to practice the piano every day.

They were indeed two poor students. After talking about study for a while, they went back to talking about music.

Ang Lee listened, laughed, felt uncomfortable and hungry.

Different from the views of all the big and small people outside the field on this game.

From the moment Xiaoche ran towards them from the stadium entrance, shouting that he was exhausted, Li Ang did not feel any emotional fluctuations from Xiaoche.

The car acted as if nothing had happened, which even moved and worried him.

This shouldn't have happened. He knew very well that Xiao Che must be feeling emotional.

At the very least there should be a sense of finally ending, a sense of catharsis expressed in facial expressions, words, or body movements.

But the car showed nothing.

The only thing that the little car showed to the adults was its emotional stability.

Then he couldn't say anything.

But he knew that the more the car behaved like this, the more it showed that everything was not over yet.

It is certain that the child feels uncomfortable, but he is not sure whether he feels unwilling or not. If he does feel unwilling or not, does he feel wronged?
At this moment, he was glad that Sang Ping accompanied him on this trip.

Otherwise, he really didn't know how to spend the night with Xiaoche.

Looking at Sang Ping again, she was still quiet at this moment.

Maybe this is a natural mother and daughter relationship.

Exactly the same.
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The two children continued their discussion.

"Okay, so what are you going to practice next?"

"Should we continue to practice 740?"

The two children continued their discussion.

As she spoke, Xiaoche turned her head to look, and after receiving the teacher's affirmative smile, she made a half heart shape with her arms in the air.

The other half is naturally happy.

Xiaoche is happy at this moment, she must be happy.

The result of the competition is already like this, but Aunt Sang’s birthday is not over yet.

"740 What speed are you practicing?"

“Original speed.”

"What!?"

"what?"

"You're practicing at the original speed?!"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

"So that means you also practiced 299 at the original speed?"

"Shouldn't it be?"

"Well, considering it's you, I'll accept it."

"Is it exaggerated to practice Che Erni at original speed?" Xiao Che wanted to turn back and ask the teacher at this moment.

Lin Ruoxi said angrily: "It's not an exaggeration for you. The teachers in our school all let us practice at half the original speed."

Xiaoche: "I also started from half the original speed."

Lin Ruoxi was about to be "pissed" to death: "What I meant is that we can only practice to half of our original speed in the end, you are starting from our terminal speed!"

Xiaoche: "Oh, so you are required not to exceed half the speed, it's not that you can't play it."

Lin Ruoxi thought that the key point was that we couldn't play at the original speed either. "Where did you play 740?"

This made Xiaoche feel a little embarrassed: "The first one."

What can Lin Ruoxi say: Kneel down to the young man
Lin Ruoxi suddenly recalled the scene in the lounge just now.

Every time everyone thought that this little sister Che Lin had already practiced many perverted works that they had not yet completed, the result was always like this.
When Lin Ruoxi thought of that scene with Bach, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Then, under Xiaoche's puzzled gaze, Lin Ruoxi started talking about what had just happened.

"You didn't know it just now. When you said you had only practiced a red-covered Bach, we were all guessing two or three parts or the Well-Tempered Clavier, but you came up with an elementary collection."

Ang Lee:.
Xiaoche: "What I said is true. I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, ask my teacher."

Lin Ruoxi hurriedly explained: "I know! I believe it. I just told you that the scene was very funny, especially since you emphasized that you bought it on Pinduoduo for 4.9 yuan."

Phew.

This time, Li An couldn't bear it anymore no matter how uncomfortable he was.

The two little girls looked back suddenly.

Li An: "Ahem, my testimony is true, you guys continue."

Lin Ruoxi laughed and turned around to continue talking to the car: "Do you know what Tang Haoran's expression was when you talked about Pinduoduo? He always had that expression after being scolded by the teacher."

Hahahaha, even the car couldn't help it this time.

“He’s pretty funny.”

As Xiao Che was talking, she remembered that after the results were announced on the big screen, everyone started packing up and getting ready to leave. Suddenly, Tang Haoran ran over to her and whispered to her when no one was around: You play better than any of the other three, believe me, keep going.

She had adjusted her mood at that time, but she almost cried.

How should I put it? I was quite moved by the situation at that time.

Lin Ruoxi: "He is just like that. He is the most funny person in our major. But he is a very nice person, except that he talks too much."

Xiaoche: "Sister Lin, please say sorry to him for me. I said something to him today."

Lin Ruoxi groaned, "I heard it. Does that count as insulting? You don't have to mind it, but I will pass on the message for you."

Xiaoche: "Thank you, Sister Lin."

Lin Ruoxi: "It's okay. Hey, Che Lin, do you have a recording of you playing Czerny in your phone? I think."

Lin Ruoxi rubbed her hands as she spoke.

Xiaoche took out his phone and said, "Wait a moment."

【Wang Xiaohu: Are you sure you are okay? ! ! Don’t lie to me! 】

Xiao Che wondered in his heart why they didn’t believe me, and Xiao Bei too, she was really fine.

However, no matter how much care her good friends give her, she will not be impatient, but will only feel more warm-hearted.

'I'm really fine! I never lie to anyone, you forgot! Don't worry! Just do your homework! See you the day after tomorrow!'

The six consecutive exclamation marks seemed like Xiaoche wanted to emphasize that she was really fine.

In fact, no one knew that she was really fine.

Xiaoche herself felt strange. From the moment she walked out of the lounge with everyone else, she just felt a little tired.

As for this game, she felt that it had been over for a long time.

At the same time, she also made teacher Aunt Sang Dingzi wait for a long time.

So as soon as she returned to the hall, she ran quickly towards the teacher Aunt Sang's stool, shouting that she was so tired.

She knew that her teacher Aunt Sang Dingzi would be worried about her, and she also knew that she would be worried no matter how she behaved.

Instead of that, she might as well act as if nothing had happened.

It’s a bit like saying, don’t worry!
Arlene, I can afford to lose!