Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1155 415. The Path Traveled by Young Bach [Part ]

Li Ang mumbled for a while and fell asleep right away, not giving Dingzi any chance to react.

Where are the nails, the trembling heart, and the hands that cannot clench.

The cans in my hands were squeezed out of shape!

"No one wants to escape?"

What do you mean no one can escape?
The nail was indeed stunned.

What a domineering line.

But is this line from Teacher Li?

The image of Teacher Li looking for someone to fight emerged unconsciously in Dingzi's mind.

Teacher Li put his hands on his hips, and several experts stood in line opposite him.

The experts were trembling with fear. Teacher Li went up and slapped them in the face, then -

Snapped!
So your name is Sun Zhaohuan?

roll!
Then there was another sound, bang!
So your name is Xu Jianbin?

roll!
Then there was another sound, bang!
What is the name of this expert?

Dingzi quickly looked at the projector, put down the deformed can in his hand, picked up his mobile phone and started to complete the bedtime task assigned to him by Teacher Li.

'Zhou Lihua: 8.6'

'Lin Weidong: 8.6'

'Tan Yun: 8.7'

'Zhang Lin: 8.75'

'Wang Chaoqun: 8.8'

'Xu Yan: 8.8'

'Wojciech Nowakowski: 8.8'

According to Ang Lee's request, Dingzi compiled a list of all the judges who gave the car a score below 8.9.

He still had 8.9 points left and he wasn't sure whether to include it in the calculation.

After counting, he had made nine enemies for Teacher Li.

It seems that one more is not too much.

'Shen Hongliang: 8.9'
After compiling the list of the "Ten Evil Men", Dingzi planned to write down the names of the benefactors who gave Xiaoche full marks.

'Katarzyna Wisniewska'

'Wojciech Nowakowski'

'Igor Novak'

'Andrei Ivanov'

'Feng Hanlin'

When editing the content, Dingzi spat, then deleted Zhao Weilin's name and replaced it with Chen Wenchang's.

Among all the full marks, the highest score given by Teacher Chen Wenchang to the car was the one given by Teacher Chen Wenchang.

But Dingzi had been wondering why Teacher Chen Wenchang did not give the car full marks.

He knew where Teacher Chen Wenchang came from and who Teacher Chen Wenchang was.

But he didn't think about it any further.

Teacher Li said that the complexity of this kind of competition is not as simple as it seems on the surface, so he probably can't figure it out even if he tries.

In fact, there was one thing he couldn't understand. Teacher Li wasn't drunk, so why did he seem like a different person?

Clearly, when they were smoking downstairs, Teacher Li was still explaining things to him and comforting him not to be too sad. Those words made sense to him now.

Just one competition.

Our Linlin is still young. Our Linlin is so talented. She will have plenty of opportunities to shine in the future.

After two bottles of wine, why did Teacher Li put me on the blacklist again?
Could it be that Teacher Li was just comforting him?
Alas, Dingzi was a little depressed again. He felt a little depressed for Teacher Li.

To be honest, Dingzi doesn't really want to see Teacher Li retaliate against these experts.

There is one thing that Dingzi is clear about: the experts who can come to this competition to serve as judges are all capable people in the industry.

Dingzi was worried that Teacher Li would retaliate against these people for Linlin, and then these people would retaliate against Teacher Li in other ways.

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. Dingzi decided to talk to Teacher Li tomorrow.

If there's any dirty work to be done, let him do it.

As he thought about it, Dingzi felt that he was also getting dizzy, as if he had been caught in a huge vortex.

But he soon calmed down and went to bed.

Teacher Li is a very important person. It is not his turn to worry about Teacher Li’s affairs.

However, if Teacher Li needed him to do something, he would definitely do it without hesitation.

Before that, Dingzi said something he could gain. This time when he returned to Chengdu, if he had the chance, he would definitely treat Teacher Chen Wenchang to a good meal to express his family's gratitude.

In any case, Teacher Chen Wenchang gave Linlin full marks for her recent performance.

Putting down his phone, Dingzi quietly went to the bathroom to wash his feet.

You don’t have to take a bath, but you must wash your feet.

When he returned to the bed, Nail immediately wrapped his feet with the quilt.

Then he felt sleepy, and before falling asleep, his thoughts went to the next room again.

He didn’t know whether Linlin and the boss’s wife had slept together, but he guessed they definitely hadn’t.

Everything went dark before his eyes and Dingzi lost consciousness.
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next door.

"Linlin."

Sang Ping called out softly.

"immediately."

The car hissed.

The mother and daughter were talking across the bed. Seeing this, Sang Ping didn't say anything. She just sat on the bed and watched her daughter continue to do her little tricks against the wall.

As the saying goes, like teacher, like disciple.

At this moment, Xiaoche was lying on the wall of the projector, eavesdropping on the movements next door.

This was the third time he had been there since Li Ang and Dingzi returned to the room. The first time, Xiaoche heard the teacher say something about full marks, and the second time, she heard the teacher and Dingzi toasting. At this moment, she could only hear continuous snoring.

"Nail is snoring, the teacher should be asleep too."

Scout Car turned around and jumped back onto the bed, grinning and crawled into the quilt.

Of course she jumped into her mother's bed and got into her mother's quilt.

"Mom, are you sleepy?"

"Mom is not sleepy, are you sleepy?"

"I'm not sleepy either. Mom, let's wait a little longer and go to sleep, okay?"

"Mom, I'll listen to you."

The mother and daughter squeezed side by side on the single bed and continued chatting.

For the mother and daughter, this feeling was completely new.

One was shouting "Mom, Mom" ​​and the other was responding "Mom, Mom".

It's like a daughter who has never been a mother, and a mother who has never been a daughter.

If such a plot appeared in a novel, it would definitely seem a bit too corny.

But the mother and daughter really enjoyed this moment.

In fact, they really need to cherish it, because after tonight, they will return to Chengdu.

Lao Che sent a message half an hour ago. He had to use all his strength to coax Zhizhi to sleep.

After returning to Chengdu, even if Sang Ping was willing to sleep with her daughter, she had to take care of her noisy son at the same time.

Where can I find the peace I have now?

Besides, Xiaoche herself knew that her daily life would have to continue again after she returned home tomorrow.

She might have to wait until the May Day holiday to see her mother again, so she cherishes this moment especially.

"Linlin, are you going to school tomorrow afternoon?"

"The teacher said I don't need to go, and I can only attend a few classes if I go."

"What about the day after tomorrow?"

"Classes will be held as normal the day after tomorrow, Friday."

"Take a rest and relax. Don't you still want to go to Crescent Mountain? Let's go there as a family the day after tomorrow." It would be a lie for Xiaoche not to be tempted after hearing her mother's suggestion, but after hesitating for a moment, she shook her head.

Sang Ping: "Or you can rest at home, or at the teacher's house."

Xiaoche: "I'd better go to school on Friday. I've already missed a week of classes."

Sang Ping: "I'll listen to you."

Xiaoche suddenly turned over and said, "Mom, let's go out and play again on May Day."

Sang Ping smiled: "Okay."

Xiaoche’s idea was very simple. If the whole family really went out to play the day after tomorrow, she would naturally be willing.

But my dad has been busy in the store alone these days and must be very tired. The same goes for my mom and Dingzi. It has been very tiring to accompany her to the competition these days.

Let the adults return to their own lives on Friday.

She knows that going out for fun is sometimes more tiring than working.

The adults have all gone back to work, so who will she be with at home alone?

It’s better to go back to school and attend classes.

Her Xiao Xiao competition is over, and it’s time for her to move on to the next stage of piano learning.

Thinking of this, Xiaoche felt indescribably fulfilled.

"mom."

"Ok?"

"I played five pieces for the competition today. Which one do you like best?"

"You play the piano so well that even mom likes it."

"No, you have to tell me which one you like best!"

This really stumped Sang Ping. Thinking back on the five pieces her daughter played today, she really liked every one of them.

a long time.

Sang Ping: "The last one."

Xiaoche: “Wow.”

Sang Ping: "What's the matter?"

Xiaoche: "The last piece is by Bach. It is the most complicated one among these five pieces."

Sang Ping: "Is it complicated? I think the last one sounds the simplest."

Xiaoche: "Mom, you are awesome!"

Hearing her daughter's praise, Sang Ping smiled a little ashamedly: "I don't understand, it just sounds very nice, and I feel like I can follow the music."

Xiao Che was even more shocked when he heard this: "Mom, can you tell me what you heard?"

Sang Ping: "It's the music. The combination of the tune and rhythm makes people feel very happy."

Xiaoche: "So how many tunes did you hear?"

Sang Ping: "Three, I'm not sure, but I feel like there are three tones together."

Oh My God.
Xiaoche was stunned. He sat up, held Sang Ping's arm and started shaking!

"Mom, do you know what this piece is called? It's called Three-Part Invention, a polyphonic piece. It's different from the usual monophonic music. Um, monophonic music is like the first few pieces I played. They only have one tune, and the music keeps changing and developing on this tune. But this piece has three tunes, and the three tunes are playing at the same time to support the development of the music. Mom, you are amazing. I'm not kidding you, most people can't tell that these are three tunes!"

After listening to her daughter's explanation, Sang Ping roughly understood the mystery of this music.

At the same time, she couldn't help but become curious, "How can those two hands play three tunes?"

this.
Xiao Che thought for a moment and said, "Well, just play with both hands, but keep three tunes in mind, that's about it."

Sang Ping was amazed by this. Isn't this just indecision? "This piece of music is very difficult."

Xiaoche: "It's not that difficult, but it's a little difficult. Hehe, mom, if you like the Three Part Inventions, I'll play the whole book for you later. Bach wrote a total of fifteen Three Part Inventions."

Sang Ping: "Okay."

Xiaoche: "But it may take a long time. Next I will continue to study Czerny. My teacher said that I may have to wait until I am in the third year of junior high school or the first year of high school before I can continue to study Bach's three-part inventions."

Sang Ping: "Mom is not in a hurry, I will wait for you."

Xiao Che smiled foolishly: "Mom, let me tell you a little secret. In fact, Bach is also my favorite among the five pieces in this competition."

Sang Ping: "You feel more about this piece of music."

Xiao Che shook his head: "When the teacher assigned it to me at the beginning, I didn't feel anything, and I didn't like it that much, but later, I gradually found that I could calm down when playing this piece. How should I put it? I really like the state when I practice Bach's works."

Sang Ping: "Does it feel different from practicing other songs?"

Xiaoche: “It’s different, but I can’t tell how. I hope I can play all of Bach’s works one day.”

Sang Ping gave her an encouraging look and nodded: "Mom believes you can do it."

As they spoke, the mother and daughter smiled at each other.

After a moment, "Linlin, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Xiao Che scratched his forehead, pursed his lips, and then sighed softly: "Still a little."

Sang Ping once again gently held her daughter in her arms.

"Linlin, you are always the best in my eyes."

Xiao Che didn't say anything else, but his arms around Sang Ping tightened.

The mother and daughter lay on the pillow together, and Sang Ping turned off the bedside lamp.

Then he held his daughter with one hand and patted her back with the other hand, as if he was coaxing a baby.

At this moment, Sang Ping didn't know what to say to comfort her daughter. All she could do was to use her body to give her daughter warmth as much as possible.

The gentle night, the gentle bed, the gentle mother and daughter huddled together, they greedily listened to each other's breathing and felt each other's heartbeat.

I do not know how long it has been.

A soft sound came from the dark bedside.

"Mom, are your arms tired?"

"Mom is not tired."

A long time passed.

"mom."

"Ah."

"Don't feel bad."

"Mom is not uncomfortable."

Another long time.

"Mom, actually, when I knew I didn't qualify, I felt relieved, because at that moment I suddenly realized that I was not ready to go to Poland to participate in the final. If I really qualified, I didn't know how to deal with it, because I didn't regard this competition as a competition in my heart. If I went to Poland, it would become a competition in my heart."

"Mom, actually from the beginning when I was preparing to participate in this competition, I just wanted to prove it to you and dad, to let you see that I have achieved excellent results in piano, and to make you happy."

"From childhood to now, every time you go to a parent-teacher conference, you are called out by the teacher and told about your Che Lin. Although you have never criticized me for my performance in school, I always feel very uncomfortable and feel that I am not doing well enough."

"I also want to be your pride, so that you can go out and tell others how great our Che Lin is."

"But I didn't get the ticket today, so I feel bad."

"Apart from that, I have no other reason to feel bad. I feel like I have adjusted myself and I know what path I want to take next. My teacher said that music is the purest thing. Through today's competition, I think I have understood the meaning of this sentence."

"I won't be discouraged, nor will I be unwilling to give up, because I have already left the music that I most want to leave for the stage."

“For myself, I have no regrets today.”

“Even if I didn’t get six perfect scores, even if I was last, I still wouldn’t feel like I played badly.”

“Even if everyone thinks I can’t play well, I will still insist on playing according to my own ideas.”

"Mom, the teacher told us a story about Bach. When Bach was a child, he had to walk for a whole day to listen to a concert. He even had no food to eat and no place to sleep at night, but he still wanted to listen to the concert."

“It may also be this story that gave me a special feeling for Bach’s music.”

"Bach taught me what to do if I love music."

“Keep going, no matter what lies ahead, keep going unswervingly.”

"Mom, I love playing the piano and I will keep playing it."

"Thank you, Mom."

"Mom, do you remember when I was in fourth grade, one day I skipped class and went home to play the piano?"

As she was talking, Xiaoche no longer knew what she was saying, and slowly, she fell asleep in her mother's arms.

She had never slept like this before.

There is no way to verify how the young Bach fell asleep under the window of that house that night.

But perhaps it is foreseeable that the window of Bach's music seems to have been gently opened again after a long century.

The moon was bright outside the window, and Sang Ping continued to pat her daughter's back.