Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1220, page 480: The Energetic Girl's Morning - Yet Another New Problem Arises!

Xiao Che thought she would fall asleep when the teacher came back.

But it seems that the situation is not like that.

The teacher is back now, but she still isn't sleepy.

She tossed and turned in bed for twenty minutes, and found herself becoming more and more energetic.

Mingming has been very tired these past few days. This afternoon, after coming back and having dinner, she even wanted to lie on the table for ten minutes before practicing the piano.

Now it's 1 a.m., and she feels increasingly full of energy.

Could it be that she also has the constitution to become a night owl?
She first heard the idea of ​​having the potential to be a night owl from Xiao Guan.

Xiao Guan said that she can't sleep on weekend nights, and the longer she stays up, the more energetic she becomes.

Xiao Guan calls it having the constitution of a night owl.

She thought Xiao Guan was amazing because she felt sleepy as soon as she lay down on weekend nights.

Based on the current situation, her description of being a night owl perfectly matches what Xiao Guan said.

However, it's not the weekend right now.

She analyzed that she might be a night owl during the week.

"Eh?"

Lying on his side, facing Bawan's gaze, Xiao Che suddenly realized that this was none other than a night owl.

Hahaha.

For some reason, Xiao Che found it quite funny and reached out to pat Ba Wan's head.

At this moment, Xiaobai jumped onto the bed and came to the other side of the pillow, while Xiaoche simply sat up.

With 80,000 in his left hand and Little White in his right, Little Car wonders if Douhua Doubao is still lying on Wang Xiaohu's balcony.

As if she couldn't control her thoughts at all, Arlene thought about the upcoming Little Star one moment and Wang Xiaohu the next.

Life is truly a bit mysterious. In Ah Liu's words, tomorrow is like opening a blind box.

One good friend left, and another good friend came.

I don't know if tomorrow's performance will go smoothly.

Xiao Che seemed a little nervous, probably because it was his first time participating in planning this kind of event.

It's funny, even though she was only in charge of a part of the show's performance at the beginning.

But inexplicably, she became a solution provider, and some senior students would take the initiative to discuss with her how to set up the stage.

Teacher Wu also asked her how to handle the transitions between the two sides more reasonably.

It's as if everyone thinks she knows everything about the stage.

Actually, she knows nothing about the stage except playing the piano.

Before Teacher Yan arrived, it can be said that a significant portion of the performance planning came from discussions between her and the teacher at the breakfast table.

Then, when Teacher Yan arrived, she praised the preliminary stage design submitted by the school, which made Xiao Che quite...
Because 70% of this plan was her idea.

Xiao Che guessed that the teacher must have told Teacher Yan something in advance, such as: "When the time comes, just say that this plan is pretty good."

As for why the teacher said such things to Teacher Yan in advance, it was probably to protect the self-esteem of this poor child who couldn't sleep.

Hahahaha!

That's what teachers are like.

"Xiao Bai, do you think tomorrow's performance will be a success?"

Neither kitten reacted.

"Xiao Bai, if you think tomorrow's performance will be a success, then keep quiet."

"If you think tomorrow's performance will be a great success, just shout it out."

A minute passed, and nothing happened in the cabin except for the whirring of the air conditioner.

"Ok."

The little car yawned and said, "I really should go to sleep."

Goodnight, Bawan; goodnight, Xiaobai.

As she spoke, she turned off the bedside lamp, plunging the small room into complete darkness.

Within minutes, the little car was fast asleep.

After some time, Little White, who was lying next to her pillow, stretched and yawned.

With a meow, it curled up on the pillow and fell asleep again.

Nothing more to say all night.
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At exactly 6:30, the phone next to my pillow rang, and Xiao Che groggily opened his eyes.

Both kittens have disappeared, and only the air conditioner is still whirring.

Find the remote control immediately and turn off the air conditioner.

Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, she began to laugh in a daze.

"I cheered today too."

get up!

Huh? Why is the door closed?

Good morning, Grandpa.

"Linlin, you forgot to close the door when you went to sleep yesterday. I closed it for you this morning."

"Hehe, thank you, Grandpa."

bathroom.

"Teacher, I'll go out first."

"Where are you going? I'm not going to the bathroom. You hurry up and wash up. I'm just grabbing a razor."

"Roar!"

The little car winked at the little figure in the mirror, then gathered its hair from behind, revealing a small, not-too-short tuft.

Logically, her hair should have been cut at this stage, but she decided to hold off for now.

It looks pretty good this way too.

hmm~
The little figure in the mirror scratched its face, then turned on the tap and splashed water on its face twice.

After washing her face, Xiao Che brushed the bangs that were stuck to her forehead a couple of times.

okay!

wrong!

I forgot to brush my teeth.

sweat.

As expected, lack of sleep does have side effects.

"Che Lin!"

"immediately!"

Knowing that Xiao Che was going to perform today, Lao Li specially went out early in the morning to buy beef soup and beef flatbread.

In Lao Li's opinion, eating beef gives you energy.

Old Li: "Eat more, have another sesame seed cake."

Little Car: "Grandpa, I can't eat anymore."

Old Li: "One more, one more!"

Ang Lee: "Oh dear, you didn't even get to eat one, how can she possibly eat two?"

Little Car: "Teacher, I can eat it all. I'll bring it to eat during the long break!"

Old Li: "Yes, yes, take it with you."

Ang Lee: "What do you mean 'right'? Put it down and hurry up and pack up, it's already 7:20."

The little car couldn't thank the teacher for coming to her rescue because she knew that her grandfather was just worried that she hadn't eaten enough, but she really was already very full!
Even if I brought her along, she'd probably have to force herself to finish the meal.

Goodbye Grandpa! Goodbye Teacher!

"Drive carefully, and remember to bring some clothes when you come back at noon. I'll head straight there this afternoon."

"Don't worry, teacher!"

With the shoelaces tied, the little car picked up a bag of cats, opened the door, and drove away.

Today, the campus of Shipo was filled with an exceptionally relaxed atmosphere.

A new poster has appeared on the large pillar in front of the teaching building.

It's still hand-drawn, featuring blue skies, white clouds, green grass, and a group of children under the sun.

The painting is an oil painting, and it looks like it was drawn by a kindergarten child.

We're still kids.

This is the theme of today's Children's Day event in Shipo.

Before she even entered the classroom, Xiao Che saw Xiao Zhang and A Qian at the door, as if they were waiting for her. They ran over as soon as they saw her.

"Arlene, why are you so late!"

"What's wrong? Am I late?" "You didn't come early on such an important day."

"But isn't the performance in the afternoon?"
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Some children are like that; when they find out they're going to the amusement park tomorrow, they get so excited they can't sleep, or they're incredibly energetic first thing in the morning.

Take Ah Qian and Xiao Zhang, for example.

What? You're asking about Xiao Guan?
Xiao Guan is busy right now.

Xiao Guan was the first of the four to arrive at school, and it was Xiao Guan who put up the poster in front of the teaching building.

Xiao Guan drew five posters last night and is currently looking for a place to put them up in the office building.

"Guan said this is called going deep into the rear."

While Xiao Guan was secretly searching for the target wall, the students of Shuren had finished breakfast and were lining up to go to the teaching building.

With the sun shining brightly, all the students could clearly see everything on the playground this time.

The stage during the day wasn't glamorous, but the rows of complex, high-altitude iron frames were enough to give everyone a sense of industrial beauty.

"Is this the stage for tomorrow?!"

"So handsome."

He has to be handsome; the script from last night's rehearsal leaked early this morning.

There were all sorts of compliments.

Most of them are child actors who participated in the rehearsal last night.

Just then, two of Wang Xiaohu's classmates who were participating in the dance were talking animatedly with other students in the group when Xiaohu, the sports committee member who was blowing the whistle and leading the group, walked over.

"Stop talking."

Little Tiger still manages to maintain his authority perfectly.

The line fell silent instantly.

Wang Xiaohu thought to himself, "There are still a lot of problems to solve. What are you guys showing off for?"
In his view, the problems exposed by the wind band are the most serious right now.

They are slow to enter and exit the game, and there is no discipline whatsoever.

We can't even brag anymore, are we making a spectacle of ourselves by having to go on and off the field?

Hey.

"Sports Committee".

Just then, the female classmate who was closest to him suddenly called out, and Little Tiger turned his head with a puzzled look.

"There are so many people at the south gate of the playground, what are they doing?"

Wang Xiaohu looked over and after a moment said, "It's probably going to be a flea market, or some kind of small commodity street."

Wang Xiaohu was also a bit troubled by this question; he didn't know what he should sell.

I'll look through it when I get home tonight.

It's the last Children's Day, so he has to participate, even if it's just symbolic.

The tranquility of the campus was shattered by the loudspeaker broadcasting in the classroom before the morning self-study session had even ended.

"Attention all homeroom teachers: All students who participated in the prologue performance can go to their respective enrichment classrooms for roll call."

Attention all homeroom teachers!

Little Tiger immediately perked up, "Great!" He knew the prologue had the biggest problem.

In an instant, both teaching buildings were in chaos.

The homeroom teachers were also very helpless about this, but there was nothing they could do.

They were notified that all class work must give way to the performance until the end of the Children's Day gala.
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Five minutes later, Lao Tang, Mu Xin, and the others also arrived at the orchestra's training class.

Wang Xiaohu entered the room, looked around, and then stepped forward to ask, "Teacher Tang, isn't the teacher here?"

Old Tang: "Your teacher is already waiting for you on the playground."

Wang Xiaohu immediately felt at ease.

Mu Xin clapped her hands: "Classmates, everyone must pay attention to discipline later. Don't be like last night. If you can't keep quiet, how can Teacher Li manage the other clubs?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Did you hear that?!"

The children in the band: "We heard that!"

Mu Xin: "Let me make this clear from the start: if anyone gets caught talking carelessly again today, they're out of luck. You can try me if you don't believe me."
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Perhaps they were genuinely intimidated by Mu Xin's imposing presence, or perhaps it was because it was daytime and not easy to take advantage of the situation, the band's discipline was indeed quite good today.

It's true, the discipline of the wind band improved, and the discipline of the other performances was also much better than last night.

Time flew by and it was already 11:30 a.m.

"Let's do the prologue again!"

"Only the starting and ending positions are arranged."

As Ang Lee finished speaking, all the teachers sprang into action once again.

Having two more channels has indeed effectively improved the efficiency of entering and exiting large-scale programs.

But Ang Lee discovered a new problem.

It's not really a new problem.

Ang Lee was considering whether the band's program should be performed standing or sitting when he learned that the performance would be moved to an outdoor stage.

At that time, his thought was to let them stand, and even last night he didn't consider whether to let the children sit down again.

The reason is simple: with over eighty people, there are only eighty-odd chairs. Where are we going to find people to go up on stage and move chairs in such a short time?

If the child wants to bring an instrument onto the stage, there's no way to move a stool anymore.

Therefore, to move the stools onto the stage, the teachers have to do it. Even if each teacher carries two stools, it would still take forty teachers to go up on stage in order to set up the stools in a short time.

Where are we going to find forty teachers? Where will we find so many free people tomorrow night?

This is the first challenge.

The second challenge is that actors are simultaneously entering and exiting the stage, and since there aren't enough passageways to begin with, this only adds to the difficulty of the process.
but--

But the current access is sufficient.

And it's just forty people, isn't it?

Why not find forty older students?
right?
Ang Lee initially thought the conditions were insufficient, which is why he immediately decided to have the children perform standing up.

But the truth is, for orchestras like this to perform on stage, it looks better and more authentic when they're seated.

So now that the conditions are right, Ang Lee has started thinking about this again.

There was simply no time left to rehearse the wind band in the morning.

"Attention all homeroom teachers: All students participating in the performance will be taken to their respective classrooms by their dormitory supervisors after lunch for roll call."

At 12:30 pm, the young actors participating in the middle of the program began their rehearsals for going on and off stage under the scorching sun.

During lunch, Ang Lee told Liu Zhen about his idea.

Liu Zhen nodded in agreement without saying a word, "Forty students are easy to find, and chairs are easy to arrange."

Liu Zhen's question was when the band rehearsals would resume.

This afternoon we'll be rehearsing the opening and closing scenes of the final chapter, and then the second coloring session will begin at six o'clock.

Where is the time?

The performance officially starts tomorrow.

Ang Lee was also thinking at this moment: if you want it to look good and have a perfect visual effect, then sit down.

However, to sit down, one must undergo rigorous rehearsals, not only with the orchestra but also with the forty senior students who will carry the chairs, which will certainly take time.

But right now, the only time available for rehearsals is probably tomorrow morning.

Tomorrow morning will be the flea market and food and drink event that all the children in the school are looking forward to.

Hey.

Isn't that a bit cruel?

Looking at the food street that was already half-built around the playground in the distance, Li An couldn't help but imagine the scene tomorrow morning—

The playground was filled with laughter and joy. There was food, drinks, and music. All the children were dressed in their best clothes and were moving around the various activity areas set up around the playground.

Only on the stage in the center of the playground, the children in the orchestra practiced going up and down the stage again and again.

Headache.

There's nothing I can do about the headache; Ang Lee has already made his decision.

Behind the glamour lies sweat and tears, as everyone who walks off the stage with a smile knows.

"I'll leave it to you this afternoon."

"Don't worry, boss, take lots of pictures of Linlin for us."

At 2:15, Li An said goodbye to Lao Tang and the others, and then left with Wang Wenyang and Liang Yudan.

The two were the performers in the afternoon's Big Fish Ensemble, and the other teachers were already on their way to Shipo.
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We're still kids.

Above the stage in the Shipo Auditorium, seven Q-version colored letters were pasted crookedly.

But paired with a stage backdrop covered in cheap balloons, it gives off an inexplicable cuteness.

This is one of Arlene's creative ideas.

Here, her creative inspiration comes from—first and foremost, saving money.