Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1216 476. The prelude to the big drama, Lin's fantasy

It turns out that some problems ultimately have to be solved with money.

Just like the opening that Ang Lee wanted.

In the end, he chose the most expensive one from countless opening plans.

Of course, expensive solutions are not necessarily good, but good solutions must be tried.

Fortunately, the plan chosen by Ang Lee only involves trouble for the school.

It is not quite accurate to say that the school will be in trouble. To be precise, the school has to continue spending money.

Is spending money a big deal for book lovers?
Although Liu Zhen promised that there was no upper limit on the budget, no one's money comes from the wind.

If Liu Zhen knew that he would have to do five or six things at the beginning, would he still be so happy?

Some people may ask, with such a big stage, is it too much to spend five or six people for the opening?
Anyway, Ang Lee felt it was a bit too extravagant.

Some people may ask, after all, it’s just a campus performance, what kind of opening can use five or six?
Li An said honestly that the 50,000 or 60,000 yuan was still a reduction.

Last night he told Fu Tianming about his opening idea and asked for a rough quote. Fu Tianming directly said that according to his idea, it would cost at least ten.

Li An was shocked.

Li An never thought that just by thinking about it, he would have to spend so much money!
Fortunately, Fu Tianming understood his idea and provided him with an affordable solution.

The effect won't be much different, but the price can be cut in half.

so be it.

What I've cooked for him recently is good enough.

However, whether the school can accept the cost of this opening program depends on today's meeting discussion.
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At half past nine, Ang Lee calmly brought a group of people to the conference room of the art center.

As soon as Ang Lee walked in, everyone in the art center looked at him in surprise.

As far as everyone could remember, no one had ever seen Ang Lee like this.

His hair was greasy, his beard was unshaved, his shirt was wrinkled.

Looking more closely, isn't this the shirt that Ang Lee wore yesterday?
"Good morning, Principal Liu."

Li An greeted Lao Liu and sat down.

Liu Zhen nodded to Li An, then greeted everyone from Sigang.

"Then let's get started."

As Liu Zhen waved, Teacher Mu closed the door of the conference room.

The purpose of today's meeting is to determine the final performance plan.

However, before announcing the plan, Li An asked Xu Li to take out a new shopping list.

One copy was distributed to each leader of the art center.

Liu Zhen took a quick glance and then put the list in his hand on the table.

Then he smiled and said to Li An who was sitting opposite him: "No problem."

Li An smiled tiredly but brilliantly: "Two pages, you should take a closer look."

Liu Zhen: "I don't understand it either. I just follow whatever the director says."

Then Li An looked at the other leaders.

Liu Zhen emphasized again: "It's all up to you."

Li An did not respond, but asked the other leaders: "Do you have any other questions?"

Several people laughed and shook their heads, and followed Liu Zhen's example to put the list in their hands on the table.

Although no one said anything, some leaders still asked questions when they saw the quotation for the opening show and the cost of hiring the orchestra.

There are quite a few expenses here and there.

Liu Zhenxin was wondering what Li Ang was up to. "Okay, Mr. Li, let's stop keeping us in suspense."

This time, Li An stood up and said, "I really am not keeping you in suspense. If this list is not approved, I can only come up with Plan B."

Everyone laughs.

Liu Zhen: "Then let's listen to Teacher Li's Plan A."

As the big screen in the conference room lit up, Ang Lee walked to the screen and started an hour-long product introduction like a salesman.
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"Wow————————"

An hour later, as Ang Lee finished speaking, applause broke out in the conference room.

Looking at a few more leaders, each of them had a childlike smile on his face.

Compared to their initial doubts, they now really want to hug Ang Lee and tell him loudly: This money is worth it!
It’s so worth it!
Liu Zhen knew that Ang Lee would definitely come up with something big.

Now, as long as the performance can be carried out according to Ang Lee's plan, even if it can only be completed 60%, it will be enough for him to report to his superiors.

Facing the applause from the crowd, Ang Lee breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is art!" Zheng Tieming was so excited that he stood up.

The atmosphere has become so tense that Ang Lee certainly can't just abandon Zheng Tieming.

He took over the conversation, "Thank you Director Zheng, if we want to show art to the extreme, we still have one last step to go."

The last step? What else?
Liu Zhen said impatiently: "Hurry up and tell me!"

Everyone at Sigang laughed, and then they heard Li An answer rather amusingly: "Fireworks show."

Liu Zhen's smile froze for a moment.

Ang Lee continued: "If there is a grand fireworks display at the end of the last show, then this show will be perfect. You can imagine that scene."

Then, everyone saw a scene of thousands of teachers and students singing on and off the stage, and fireworks in the sky lighting up the entire school like stars.

Just thinking about it makes people feel excited.

But the problem is that in the past two years, the city of Chengdu has strictly prohibited the setting off of fireworks and firecrackers in the urban area. It is not allowed even during the New Year, let alone a party at a private school.

"I'm afraid."

Liu Zhen thought for a moment and said, "I have to report to the school first."

Li An thought to himself that the scholar was indeed capable, and judging from the situation, it was not impossible.

But this is not important to Ang Lee, he was just making a suggestion.

"Principal Liu, do you have any questions about our plan?"

Liu Zhen: "Wait a minute."

Li An: "You say."

Liu Zhencai finally reacted. He looked at the program list in his hand again and said, "Why is your program not on the list?"

Teacher Mu followed up: "That's what I wanted to say just now."

Li An waved his hand and said, "Please forgive me. I won't join in the children's performance."

Liu Zhen curled his lips and said, "As the artistic director of the art center, it's not right for you not to go on stage for such an event. No, you have to come up with a program no matter what. Don't you think so? We have to let our director show his face on stage as well."

As Liu Zhen finished speaking, everyone in Sigang started to make a noise.

Two fists are no match for four hands, and finally Ang Lee had no choice but to fulfill everyone's wish.

"Then I will be the last one to perform. I will go on stage and play a piece along with the music."

Liu Zhen: "Let me make it clear first, this is your own will."

Li An: "Okay, I'll work for you, whatever you say is fine."

Liu Zhenle: "We can't afford to invite you to the stage."

Hahahahaha—

Amidst the laughter, the book man's overall plan for the Children's Day performance was finally finalized.

Li An did not participate in the discussion of some details later and handed it over to Xu Li, Lao Tang and others who were accompanying him.

"Brother An, let me take you back."

"No, I'll take the bus back. Principal Liu, you guys continue. I really can't take it anymore."

Leaving the car keys to Xu Li, Li Ang waved goodbye to everyone and left first.
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After returning home, Li An took a shower first.

He was busy from yesterday afternoon until six this morning, and only when it was almost dawn did he lie down on the sofa in the conference room and take a nap. Li An did not go home last night.

"Would you like to eat something before going to bed?"

"Don't eat dad, and don't call me."

After explaining everything to Old Li, Li An rushed into the bedroom.

I sent a message to Teacher Xiaomi and then fell into a deep sleep.
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When Li An opened his eyes again, the lights outside the window were already on.

It's already half past seven in the evening.

This sleep is good.

call--

I picked up my phone and took a quick look. There was no problem. Fu Tianming had already sent people to set up the stage in the playground in the afternoon.

Li An got up from the bed and found a set of dry clothes in the closet to change into.

There was no movement in the living room, and Xiaoche was practicing Schumann in the study.

Ang Lee quietly walked into the dim restaurant, looked down and thought to himself, "Okay."

Wow, braised prawns and braised pork, these “old and young” are really good at making them, eating all the delicious food behind his back.

Teacher Li, who was already starving, no longer cared about his image and simply grabbed a piece of braised pork and threw it into his mouth.

It's still warm, no need to heat it up.

Then he went to the kitchen and filled a large bowl of rice with the big noodle bowl he used to eat, then returned to the dining table, sat down and started eating.

He was eating when Ba Wan came running over and meowed.

Then I heard the study door open.

Xiaoche wanted to go to the toilet, and when he came out, he saw the teacher eating in the dark.

"Teacher, why don't you turn on the light?"

The car came over and turned on the lights. Li An seemed to be fine. He held the bowl and said with a smile: "You played well. The pedals you added just now were very creative."

Seeing the teacher's playful look, Xiaoche felt distressed for a moment, but she could understand it.

Without responding, Xiaoche turned around, found the teacher's teacup on the coffee table, and made a cup of tea for the teacher.

After delivering the teacups to the tea table, the cart did not leave but just sat down.

"Why aren't you practicing today?" Li Anle said.

Xiaoche bared his teeth: "Practice, practice later."

Li An: "Why, you want to supervise me while I eat?"

Xiaoche: "I'm not supervising. I just want to have a conversation with you. It feels like I haven't sat with you for several days."

Yeah, this really makes Li An feel guilty.

It's true. Recently, Ang Lee has been either in the store or at school. Even if he comes back to eat, he eats in a hurry and leaves.

It’s been several days since I had a good talk with Xiaoche.

"Oh, isn't this a special situation recently?"

Li An wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say, "I'll be done soon. There are still five days left."

Xiaoche: "After Children's Day, you will have a concert. After the concert, Xiaoxing will come. Then there will be the Chengdu Summer Music Festival. After the music festival, there will be a summer camp."

Li An: "Linlin, listen to me."

Car: "Yeah."

The teacher and the student looked at each other. Facing Xiaoche's serious gaze, Li An swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Why has the atmosphere become like this?
"Linlin, in my heart, Shipo's show is as important as Shuren's show."

Xiaoche shook his head: "Not as important as your body."

Li An choked up, then smiled helplessly: ".You are still angry with me."

Xiaoche shook his head again: "Teacher, I'm not angry. I know you've worked hard. Please eat quickly."

"Okay." Li An continued to eat from the bowl.

While eating, Li An was thinking about how to deal with the current situation. He really didn't expect that Xiao Che was so upset about him not coming back last night.

"Teacher." The cart pushed the cooled tea to the teacher's side.

"Thank you." Li An picked up the teacup and pushed the food out of his throat.

The car chuckled.

Seeing Xiaoche smile, Li An felt relieved immediately. Everything would be easy if he smiled.

"Hey Linlin, come with me to Shu Ren on the 31st. This Shu Ren's performance is absolutely stunning."

Xiaoche: "Can I go?!"

Li An: "Of course! You can all go then. You all have a day off on the 31st."

Xiaoche: "Hey! That's great!"

Seeing this, Li An tried again, "Not angry anymore?"

Xiaoche: "Teacher, I'm really not angry. How could I be angry with you?"

This.

How come the atmosphere is back again?

Li An put down his bowl, and Xiao Che asked him to drink another sip of water.

After he finished his drink, he stood up from his chair, ran towards the refrigerator, and when he came back, he had a bottle of cold beer in his hand.

Li An was thinking about this when he was eating just now!

It has to be me, Lin.
Xiao Che obediently filled a glass of wine and said, "Teacher, I'm going back to my room to practice the piano."

"Walk."

Xiaoche was stunned, and then he saw the teacher standing up with a teacup in hand, and hurriedly said, "Teacher, can you take a rest for a while?"

Li An was also stunned: "I have slept for a whole day, let's go and listen to your childhood scenes.

"Ah?" Xiaoche was confused and asked in confusion: "Teacher, aren't you going out?"

Li An immediately understood, "Where should I go? Both schools' proposals have been submitted and approved, where should I go?"

"Okay, okay, we're done with Children's Day. All that's left is to go through the process. Are you relieved now?"

In an instant, Xiaoche's face was filled with smiles, "I'm not worried about you!"

Although she said she was not worried, Arlin actually breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. In the past, no matter how busy her father was, he had never been busy until late at night for several days in a row.

This morning she didn't see the teacher get up and thought the teacher was still asleep. But when she came back at noon she found out that the teacher didn't come back to sleep last night and didn't sleep all night.

When grandpa said that, she was heartbroken! !

But she really wasn't angry with the teacher at all.
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Soon, Schumann's Fantasy was heard in the study.

The quiet melody seemed to build a bridge in the dusk, with the sound of wind on one side of the bridge and the bright moonlight on the other side.

As Xiaoche was concentrating on playing the piano, Ang Lee was leaning back in a chair with a teacup in his hand, quietly watching the ten slender fingers dancing on the keys.

For Ang Lee, the sound of Xiaoche's piano seems to always have a magical power.

No matter when and where, as long as he hears the sound of the piano in the car, Ang Lee will feel a sense of satisfaction, a kind of healing that penetrates into his heart.

In just a dozen seconds and a few sentences, Ang Lee felt like yesterday had passed a long time ago.

The still tired body seemed to be injected with new energy.

After the song was finished, the echo in the piano case had not yet dissipated, and the little driver put his hands on the keyboard, then turned around and whispered: "Teacher, when I grow up, I will help you work, and then you don't have to stay up late."

Li An smiled and said, "Okay, when you grow up, I want to listen to Fantasia again."

The car turned around and raised its hand to play the next dream.

This time she stretched out the first note, as if touching the slightly cool water in late spring, and the ripples swayed towards the depths of the reeds.