Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1244, Section 464: So it was this girl; about her voice...

"Hello, Grandpa Tang!"

"Linlin's here! Come on, let's try out the piano first."

"Grandpa Tang, I need to use the restroom first."

"Go away, Yun'er, you go with Linlin. Hey, where are your parents?"

"They've gone home to prepare dinner."
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An hour later, as Ang Lee and his entourage arrived at the concert hall, the staff there realized who the main character of the day was.

So it's this young lady, Che Lin.

The old tuning was unexpected, and it even felt a bit novel.

Logically speaking, for veteran tuners like these, let alone top domestic tuners, even top international tuners wouldn't be viewed with any special bias.

Who cares? It's all just work.

However, I still have a deep impression of this young girl; her Chopin works are unique under her fingers.

Furthermore, there was some quiet discussion about this young girl within the group some time ago.

There were no scheduled performances at the concert hall on the evening of the 17th in this music season's program.

As a result, a while ago, a solo concert suddenly appeared, on the evening of the 17th at the concert hall.

In other words, this was a session that was added at the last minute.

This is interesting, much more interesting than having top international musicians join.

Unless there are special circumstances, the originally scheduled number of performances will not change.

It's common for roles to be changed after a release date is set, but it's extremely rare for additional screenings to be added at the last minute.

The old tuner is an old friend from the Tang Zhongfu era. To this day, including this time, he has only experienced it three times.

The first two times were special performances added for famous actors who had availability at the last minute.

This time, it was for a child from Chengdu.

One theory is that this child performed brilliantly in the Xiao competition a while ago, but did not win a prize. The old team leader happened to watch the competition and was moved by the talent.

Lao Diaolü disagreed with this explanation. Having followed Tang Zhongfu for nearly forty years, he knew Tang Zhongfu's style of doing things all too well, and it was unlikely that it was just for this one reason.

Therefore, he leans more towards another voice, the rumor that the young princess of the Tang family is going to change teachers, and that is, the teacher of this little girl Che Lin.

Regardless of Ang Lee's actual skill level, if the rumors are true, then this matter makes sense.

In the circles of Yanjing, everyone knew Tang Zhongfu's expectations for his granddaughter.

It's reasonable for the Tang family to hold a special session for Ang Lee's students in order to curry favor with him.

Is this rumor true or not? Old Tuner thinks it's probably true.

There's no particular reason, it's just a feeling.

Although the Tang family has a reputation and connections in the industry, the little princess of the Tang family could choose a teacher from the list of pianists in the world with her eyes closed.

If the rumors are true, then the Ang Lee we see here is far more than just the brief introduction on the promotional posters.

That's incredible! At such a young age, he's already established such a relationship with the Tang family.

"Hello, Teacher Yu, thank you for your hard work."

"I've long admired Teacher Li, and seeing you today, you truly are extraordinary."

"You're too kind, just call me Xiao Li."

Through Tang Zhongfu's introduction, Lao Diaolü and Li An met in such a lively way.

Tang Zhongfu: "Li An, if you have any needs, just tell Lao Yu. Lao Yu will tune the piano for your performance."

Ang Lee bowed with his hands clasped together again, saying, "That's wonderful. With Professor Yu by my side, I feel at ease."

The old tuner thought to himself that the young man was indeed very eloquent, and turned around to introduce the zither behind him, saying, "Why don't you try this zither first, Teacher Li?"

As they spoke, everyone's attention turned to the piano in the center of the stage.

"it is good."

Ang Lee had been itching to play the piano for a while, flipping through sheet music. Under everyone's gaze, he walked to the piano, sat down, and began to play a scale.

The piano's tinkling sound is bright and clear.

Ang Lee then played three powerful chords in quick succession, and three strong, resounding chords echoed throughout the stage.

"A good instrument is a good instrument," Ang Lee thought to himself. "With the effects of this hall, it really feels like a national-level stage."

The piano's sound is a bit too bright; a darker sound is better suited to a small car.

Li An raised his hand to shut down the microphone and looked up to his left. Tang Zhongfu and Lao Yu's eyes were both focused on his face.

"How are you?" Tang Zhongfu asked immediately.

"The tactile response is perfect, and the bass is solid," Li An said, pausing for a moment. "The tone is a bit bright."

As soon as Ang Lee finished speaking, the two young girls returned to the concert hall.

Tang Zhongfu immediately replied, "Transfer."

Li An hurriedly said that it was not necessary to wait, and stood up from the piano, saying, "Let Linlin go through it first, and hear what she has to say. I can play this sound perfectly, but she might be more suited to a darker sound."

Old Yu nodded, "Okay, let the child play for a bit first. I'll handle the adjustments as needed after she finishes playing."

"Linlin!" Li An shouted, and the car sped onto the stage.

Ang Lee: Let's warm up first.

Car: "Mm."

The group returned to the audience seats, leaving the stage to the car.

As everyone listened to the warm-up sound of the car, they couldn't help but show their approval.

When Lao Yu first heard the car live, he was struck by the smooth flow of the notes between the scales and immediately recognized its extraordinary nature.

Some people play the piano their whole lives, but they can never play scales with a lively feel. This child is only fourteen or fifteen years old.

It is indeed full of spirituality.

Old Yu has spent his whole life working with the piano. He understands the piano's temperament; some things cannot be expressed on the piano through practice alone.

Tang Zhongfu and Boss X focused their attention on the sound of the car. Li An had just said that the car was more suited to a darker tone, but the two of them did not think that this tone was unsuitable for the car.

On the contrary, the two thought that the sound of the piano matched the overall stage feel of the car very well.

Tang Xiaoxing's attention was focused on the car's touch controls. Recently, she and the car had been communicating a lot by controlling the sounds after touching the keys.

The two of them had a discussion on their way to the Grand Theatre.

Listening to the live performance of "Little Car" again, Tang Xiaoxing felt that Linlin's control over the sound had reached a level of effortless mastery that exceeded her imagination.

Great!

And what Ang Lee can say for sure is that this sound is really not a good match for the current small cars.
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Five minutes later, the car began playing the first piece of the first half, Glinka's Nightingale Variations.

It wasn't until the next variation ended that Tang Zhongfu turned to look at Lao Yu beside him.

Old Yu smiled and nodded, raising his hand to give a thumbs up.

When the car finished playing Nightingale and was about to play E-flat major, Tang Zhongfu stood up and clapped his hands.

The car stopped and looked over, its eyes filled with confusion.

"Linlin, rest a bit more, and let Uncle Yu adjust your routine again."

Boss X nodded in agreement.

It wasn't until they heard the second half of Nightingale's song that they realized why Ang Lee had initially said the piano's sound was a bit bright.
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After Lao Yu finished his work and returned to the audience, Xiao Che went back on stage and started playing again from the beginning.

When the fourth variation of the Nightingale begins again, the matte finish that seemed to be attached to the surface of the melody finally shimmers with the unique midnight glow.

Amidst the shifting cold light, the soft strains of the zither, entwined with a delicate veil, resembled the song of a nightingale.

At this moment, everyone fully understood what Ang Lee meant when he said that she might need a "dark voice" more.

Old Yu seemed to understand why Ang Lee was qualified to be a guest of honor at Old Tang's house.

Time flew by, and three hours passed.