Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1219, Section 479: Achieving One Color! Two Groups of Night Talks
"Meow-"

Hearing the shout of "80,000", the car looked up.

Seeing Bawan pacing back and forth at the door, as if he wanted to go out, Xiaoche put down the sheet music in his hand and went to open the door for Bawan.

She guessed that Bawan might need to pee.

The two kittens had been in her house all night.

She opened the door to the cabin, and a wave of heat blew in.

Instead of slipping out through the crack in the door, Bawan wagged its tail and returned to the bedside, leaping onto the bed.

Okay, turns out I was just being delusional.

Xiao Che picked up his phone. It was almost 11:30. The teacher should be back soon, right?
I wonder if the rehearsal went smoothly for the bookish man tonight.

I hope everything goes well.

The car quietly made its way to the teacher's bedroom, turned on the air conditioner, and then quickly left.

Back in the cabin, she picked up the sheet music on the table and continued studying it.

This is her solo piece for tomorrow's stage performance, and judging from the rehearsal results, she should be fine.

But it can’t hurt to take a look.

Twenty minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and seeing that there was still no movement outside the door, Xiao Che picked up his phone and hesitated.

Should we send a message to the teacher to ask?
I hope the teacher won't not come back again today.
moment.

Little Car: Teacher, when are you coming back? Grandpa's already asleep, but I can't fall asleep yet, hehe.
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On the table in the director's studio, Ang Lee's phone screen lit up.

However, compared to the still brightly lit playground, this light was not enough to attract attention.

The child actors were brought back as early as 9:30.

Ang Lee's team remained on site to refine the details.

Today's rehearsal basically achieved its goal; all the programs went through the process.

However, many problems also occurred during this period.

For example, the problem everyone is currently dealing with is that there aren't enough passageways for the three groups of programs to enter and exit the stage.

What does that mean? For example, programs E and F are shown one after the other.

Both programs are large-scale productions with multiple participants.

To make the performance appear more coherent, the program E that has finished its performance needs to exit the stage quickly, while the program F that is about to take the stage needs to enter the stage quickly.

To achieve a smooth experience, you need to do both of these things simultaneously.

If we need to accommodate actors exiting the stage while simultaneously allowing them to enter, then we must add passageways.

Currently, there are three access channels on each side of the main stage, which is clearly insufficient.

Moreover, there are safety hazards here.

We can't let the kids from the two shows face off when they go on and off stage, with the brave one winning, can we?
"Let's add another passageway behind the main stage," Fu Tianming thought this was the most reliable option.

Ang Lee: "Two hours is too long. We have to continue rehearsing early tomorrow morning, so there isn't enough time."

The group had just discussed this plan, and Fu Tianming said that it would take two hours to create two passages, plus the construction and dismantling process.

But we have to rehearse all the major programs' opening and closing sequences at 7:30 tomorrow morning. Even if the workers start work at 5:00, it won't be enough time.

Fu Tianming: "Director Zheng, is it possible to carry out construction at night?"

Zheng Tieming looked at Li An with some difficulty. Other things were easy to discuss, but he couldn't make a decision on this matter.

Knowing that Zheng Tieming was in a difficult position, Li An then looked for his phone to call Liu Zhen.

"Where's my phone?"

I checked my pockets and couldn't find my phone; it was on me just a moment ago.

Just then, Zheng Tieming hurriedly pulled out his own phone, saying, "Use mine to make the call."

Time was of the essence, so Li An asked Zheng Tieming to call Liu Zhen, and then he took the phone.

I heard Lao Liu's voice after the phone rang once.

"what happened?"

Ang Lee: "It's me. There aren't enough aisles on stage right now, so we need to make changes to the stage. Can we do the work at night?"

Liu Zhen: "You have to make sure nothing goes wrong."

Ang Lee knew this was no small matter. “Don’t worry, it will take at most two hours. I have people watching the site. It’s just adding two more passages; there won’t be much noise.”

Liu Zhen: "Okay, then let's do it as soon as possible. I'll call the security department now and ask them to send me the license plate number if any vehicles are coming."

After hanging up the phone, Li An returned the phone to Zheng Tieming, then asked Fu Tianming, "Can we get someone to come now? Preferably now."

Fu Tianming: "Arrange it immediately."

Then Li An looked at Hai Tao. Before he could speak, Hai Tao replied, "Don't worry, brother, leave it to me. Anyway, I don't have anything to do here tomorrow morning."

Li An nodded. He could only leave the task of overseeing the construction site to Hai Tao. The rest of the people would be busy from morning till night tomorrow.

"Does anyone have any other questions?"

Ang Lee was so exhausted that he was slow to react, and his voice was completely hoarse.

Old Tang: That's all for today. We'll have to see what happens with the lineup tomorrow. We'll discuss the specifics then.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Fu Tianming returned after making the call: "They'll be there in half an hour at most. They'll be driving over; there are two of them."

Ang Lee: "Okay, send me the license plate number."

At this moment, Yan Zhen asked Li An, "Brother An, are you going over again tomorrow afternoon?"

Ang Lee: "Go."

He must attend the official performance at Shipo tomorrow afternoon.

Then, "That's it for today. Go back and rest now. Everyone, hang in there for two more days."

Liang Yudan: "Boss, it seems like it should be three days."

Everyone laughs.

In reality, tomorrow is only the 30th, the day after tomorrow is the 31st, and the day after that is June 1st.

Both schools scheduled their programs before Children's Day so that the children could still have a normal weekend.

There's another highlight on June 1st: Echoes Under the Stars.

Elderly performers like Liang Yudan and Wang Wenyang will have to work for another day.

Ang Lee laughed and said, "The more you work, the more you earn."

After a pause, he looked at Zheng Tieming and joked, "Director Zheng, do you think we should give our teachers some rewards for Children's Day?"

“Absolutely.” Zheng Tieming was just wondering how to repay Li An for the favor he had received. “Principal Liu is planning to apply for it for the school.”

Li Anle: "That's settled then. Yu Dan, did you hear that? Quickly thank Director Zheng."

Liang Yudan: "Thank you, Director Zheng! You are such a kind person!"

Ha ha ha ha--

Zheng Tieming hurriedly waved his hand.

However, he also had to repeat himself regarding the actual preparation process for this event: "Without the hard work of all our teachers, this program simply wouldn't have been possible."

These are Liu Zhen's original words.

Before this outdoor stage performance plan was conceived, the teachers at the arts center had already done some planning.

According to the school teachers, putting on such a performance wouldn't be difficult.

Inviting Ang Lee was just to put together the show and set up the stage; the rest was up to the school teachers.

But when they actually started doing it, these teachers found that their only real function was to manage student discipline.

It really proves the saying that everyone has their own expertise, and professional tasks should be left to professionals.

"Thank you for your recognition, Director Zheng. You've been running around and working hard these past few days. After this performance, the teachers from our art center and the teachers from Sigang should have a good get-together."

Zheng Tieming: "Definitely! I'll treat everyone! Everyone has to come!"

Ang Lee: "Great!"

Zheng Tieming was taken aback, thinking to himself that something was wrong with the plot. Why was it decided so abruptly? Weren't they going to try to pull things back at us?

Before Zheng Tieming could react, Li An signaled everyone to stop working: "Director Zheng, that's it for today. Teacher Haitao will stay to supervise the construction. You should also go back and rest."

"Okay, okay." Zheng Tieming also showed great consideration for Li An, saying, "Teacher Li, you need to take good care of your health; you've lost weight recently."

Li Anxin said that not only did she lose weight, she also got tanned.

It was from being exposed to the sun on the playground.

As they talked, the group headed toward Director Da's studio.

So that's where the phone was. Seeing the phone on the table, Li An quickly picked it up and took a look.

There weren't many messages, only seven or eight.

Linlin: Teacher, when are you coming back? Grandpa's already asleep, but I can't fall asleep yet, hehe.

This is probably the most relaxing moment of the day.

The message was sent half an hour ago. I wonder if this girl is asleep yet.

81,000: I'll be home in fifteen minutes. Are you asleep? Linlin: No! Teacher, I really can't sleep if I'm not waiting for you.

Then Ang Lee saw a photo sent by Xiao Che of him holding sheet music.

81,000: Why not take a look at the third movement?

Linlin: I've been watching the first movement for an hour already!!!
Ang Lee laughed when he saw the three exclamation marks. At that moment, Old Tang glanced over and said, "I knew it."

"You found out again?" Li An put his phone into his pocket.

Wang Wenyang: "Absolutely, who else can make the boss laugh?"

Li Anle: "If you're not tired, go keep Haitao company, so he won't be lonely."

After packing their things, the group walked towards the gate, chatting and laughing.

Yan Zhen escorted everyone to the door, some driving, some taking taxis.

When asked how he was getting home, Yan Zhen said he had already taken a taxi.

"The car I called is still three kilometers away. You guys go ahead, see you tomorrow, brothers!"

"See you tomorrow!"

See you tomorrow! Bye-bye!

"Yu Dan, send a message in the group when you get here."

After watching everyone leave, Yan Zhen put his work badge back on and turned back to the campus.

The security guard knew where this group came from, and since his supervisor had already called, he didn't ask any further questions.

With the night breeze blowing, Yan Zhen walked all the way back to the playground.

Hai Tao was sitting on a recliner texting Zhang Miao when he heard footsteps behind him, so he got up and turned around.

"What did you forget?" Hai Tao thought Yan Zhen had come back to get something.

Then Yan Zhen walked to the chair next to him and sat down. "I live alone at home, and I have nothing to do when I go back."

Hai Tao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, smiled, and sat back down in the recliner.

"Hey, where did you go to elementary school?"

"Pingjin Road, what about you?"

"I was born in the eighth grade."

"Which district is No. 8 Primary School in again?"

"Jiangbei, have one."

"It's not appropriate to smoke at school."

While saying "Yan Zhen," he deftly took it from Hai Tao's hand.

The two of them sat on their respective recliners and started chatting.

A stage is in front of me, the night sky is above me, and cicadas are chirping in my ears.

"How are you doing? Are you adapting well to the environment at the Fourth Steel Plant?"

"I hope to retire here."

"I think so too. Hey, what did you do before? I thought you were involved in pyramid schemes when I looked at your WeChat Moments."

"I almost actually got involved in pyramid schemes."

"what?"

"Money is hard to earn. My salary in my first year of leading tours was just over 40,000 yuan."

"It can't be that little, can it?"

"My fixed monthly salary is 2,300 yuan, and even with performance bonuses, it's less than 3,500 yuan."

"That's a bit low, but the salaries at the opera and dance theaters in Chengdu aren't much higher, except for those with permanent positions."

"Don't even mention it. There was this guy in the group I used to lead who's almost fifty. He's been in the group for twenty-five years. He might have a chance to become a full-fledged member next year."

"Damn, what's he after? The salary is so low."

"Money is hard to earn, and it's even harder for those who play folk music. I was hoping to lead this group to some success, but damn it, that's just wishful thinking on the part of a temporary worker."

"You should say 'fuck it,' but you're now a member of the Fourth Steel Company, and your opportunity has arrived."

"Only opportunities that you can seize are true opportunities. I'll need more guidance from Brother Tao in the future."

"Hold on. First, I'm not as old as you. Second, Sigang never ranks people by seniority. Whoever has the ability gets promoted. I think you've seen that over the past few days. But there's one thing I need to remind you of."

"Brother Tao, please speak."

"Sigang's educational philosophy is to never give up on any child who wants to learn music."

"I haven't experienced that yet, but Brother An is indeed very patient with his students."

"He is the best teacher I have ever met when it comes to teaching children, really, and not just in music."
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Ang Lee drove the car into the garage, and as he turned the corner, he saw the car sitting in the parking space.

Xiao Che had already heard it; she recognized the voice as belonging to the teacher.

"You can just wait at home."

Ang Lee got out of the car, took the water cup offered to him by the car, unscrewed the lid, and took a sip. The temperature was just right.

"hey-hey."

Hearing the teacher's hoarse voice in the voice message, Xiao Che immediately thought of making sure the teacher had water to drink as soon as she got home.

"What's wrong with me today? Why am I not sleepy?"

"I don't know, I just can't sleep."

"Could it be that you're too excited to sleep because of tomorrow's performance?"

"Maybe! Can the teacher come tomorrow?"

"That is required."

"Yeah! Teacher, can I invite you and Grandpa to dinner tomorrow night?"

"The book people will continue rehearsing tomorrow night."

"Oh right! I forgot, teacher, did today's rehearsal go well?"

Overall, it's not bad.

How did Wang Xiaohu perform?

"It's alright, he doesn't need to do much in terms of command recording."

"He's not throwing a tantrum, is he?"

"Heh, he's quite bold."

"He seems unhappy. I bet he is."

"There's nothing I can do about it. Of course, I can't blame him for being unhappy. I understand."

"Leave it to me, teacher."

"No need. He's been spoiled. Let him figure it out himself this time. He's going abroad soon, and he needs others to comfort him over something as small as this. Just leave him alone."

"Okay, teacher, has he confirmed that he'll be leaving next semester?"

"Yes, the school has already submitted the application."

"Hey~"

"Why are you sighing?"

"Among us, the two of us had the closest scores. After he left, I was left at the bottom."

"That makes sense, we're out of teammates."

"Haha, teacher, I'm under so much pressure right now! Xiaoxing's grades are amazing! She speaks three languages!"

"That's perfect, then you can ask her for some English tips."

"Yes! Teacher, I will try my best."

"Of course, there's no need to deliberately compare, not even in your studies, and you also have a special language."

"Huh? Is it the Chengdu dialect?"

"The language of music."

"Ah this."
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The teacher and student entered the house and said goodnight to each other in the entryway.

Ang Lee walked to his bedroom door and pushed it open, a cool breeze wafting in.

It feels so refreshing, but the problem is, didn't he turn off the air conditioning when he went out today?!
Then I realized, he turned it off!

Just then, his phone rang again.

Linlin: Teacher, I turned on the air conditioner for you a little while earlier!

He put down his phone and squatted down in front of the two kittens.

Human eye looking at cat's eye.

"I won't lock the door tonight. You two stay quietly in the small room and don't go to the study to disturb Grandpa anymore, understand?"

next second.

Eighty thousand raised their paws and pressed them down on Little White's head.