Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1247, Section 467: Doesn't seem like acting? Rolf's soul-searching question.

"Linlin."

"Ok?"

Hearing the teacher calling for lunch outside, the two little girls packed up their plates and prepared to go out.

The car gently closed the piano lid, turned around and saw that Xiaoxing looked a little embarrassed, so it asked, "What's wrong?"

Tang Xiaoxing tucked the corner of her clothes: "Um, you don't need to eat much later, okay! Just eat as much as I eat."

The little car is confused. What does that mean? She's hungry.
"Do we have to eat lunch very early?" she asked instinctively.

Tang Xiaoxing shook her head, and after a moment uttered a few sorrowful words: "My mom's cooking is... well, let's just say it's not great."

The little car asked in confusion, "Huh? Auntie's cooking is delicious!"

Tang Xiaoxing sighed, "My dad cooked dinner yesterday, and my mom probably just helped wash the vegetables and stuff."

One moment, "She can't cook."

"I don't believe you." The car leaned closer and chuckled, "Don't tell me to eat less or anything like that later, okay? We've got a deal."
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To be precise, Yang Hui isn't incapable of cooking; she just doesn't cook often.

Who could possibly prepare such a breakfast if they couldn't cook?

"Thank you for your hard work, Auntie."

"It's not hard work, Linlin, sit down and eat. I don't know if it suits your taste."

The table was set with egg pancakes, sandwiches, steamed eggs, steamed corn, pickled vegetables, soy milk, and porridge.

Faced with such a sumptuous breakfast, who can say that Aunt Yang Hui can't cook?

"Teacher Li."

"Oh, thank you for your hard work, Teacher Yang. Please have a seat."

The five family members politely pulled out chairs and sat around the dining table. Xiao Che said, "I'm starting now," and picked up his chopsticks to take a piece of egg pancake.

He put it in his mouth, chewed it, and then a satisfied expression appeared on his face: "So delicious!"

Yang Hui's face instantly lit up with joy, "Eat as much as you like, I'll peel the eggs for you."

As the cart started using its chopsticks, everyone else followed suit.

Tang Xiaoxing also hurriedly picked up a piece of egg pancake and put it in her mouth. Sure enough, just as she expected, after the egg pancake that was too salty the day before yesterday, this morning's egg pancake tasted like it had no salt at all.

Fortunately, it wasn't too salty.

Ang Lee also gave a thumbs up after taking a bite.

Tang Jingren wondered if he had wandered onto the wrong set. He knew his wife's level better than anyone else in the room.

He still remembers when they first started dating, Yang Hui cooked him instant noodles, but she forgot to put in the seasoning packet.

After getting married, she rarely cooks, maybe twice a year.

Last night before going to bed, he advised Yang Hui not to make breakfast this morning, saying that there are breakfast shops everywhere on the street and she could buy whatever she wanted.

Yang Hui insisted on doing it herself and wouldn't let him interfere.

In fact, Tang Jingren knew that his wife also wanted to cook more meals for Xiaoxing.

Seeing Li An and his student enjoying their meal so much, he suddenly felt uneasy, because he felt that the egg pancakes were really delicious.

It doesn't look like acting.

So he picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, and nodded. It was indeed good; it was easier to swallow than something salty.

The father and daughter exchanged a glance, their eyes meeting as if to say, "Thank goodness."

The little car ate three egg pancakes in one go, and after finishing, it still wanted more, so it picked up half a corn cob and started eating it.

Holding a corn cob in one hand and taking the boiled egg from Aunt Yang Hui with the other, Xiao Che swallowed the chewed corn kernels in one gulp, making a gurgling sound in his throat. After a moment, he seemed to catch his breath and said, "Thank you, Auntie."

"Have some soy milk," Yang Hui smiled. She liked watching the little car eat. "Eat slowly, there's no rush."

As an opera singer, she is accustomed to finding performance material in real life.

She often asks her students what constitutes an impactful visual.
At that moment, she really wanted her students to see how this young girl was frantically munching on corn.

Very vivid.

"Linlin, how do you and your teacher usually eat breakfast?"

I'll eat whatever the teacher makes.

Xiao Xing chimed in, "Mom, Linlin can cook too! Linlin is a great cook!"

Tang Jingren: "Oh? Linlin is amazing."

Xiao Che hurriedly explained, "Uncle, I can only do some simple things."

Xiaoxing: "I've seen Xiaobei's posts on WeChat Moments! You can cook five or six dishes!"

If this had been said to someone else, the couple would likely have simply praised the child without asking any further questions.

After all, in their view, it's already quite good that a child that age can wash his own socks.

But when this context was applied to Xiao Chelin, the couple immediately became even more interested.

Yang Hui asked curiously, "Linlin, how old were you when you started cooking for yourself?"

Xiao Che: "It started in the last two years. When I was younger, I was always causing trouble for my dad."

Xiao Xing: "No way!"

Seeing this, Ang Lee laughed and said, "Little Star, I think you're quite good at this too."

Xiao Xing: "Huh?" Li An: "The milk tea you made looks amazing."

Tang Xiaoxing suddenly remembered, and felt a little embarrassed after being praised by the teacher.

Xiao Che: "That's right, Xiao Xing, I didn't do it right the way you taught me last time. You have to teach me again step by step when we get back!"

Tang Jingren: "Wow, that's impressive! When did you learn to make milk tea?"

Ang Lee: "She did an exceptionally good job, including the noodles she cooked herself."

Little Car: "Egg, Shrimp, and Tomato Noodles!"

Tang Xiaoxing: "~"

The couple looked at each other, as if they were listening to a fairy tale.

They really didn't know when their daughter could make milk tea and noodles.

This was something they could never have imagined in the past.

Even now, if Ang Lee and his student hadn't said it, they wouldn't have believed it.

Ang Lee: "I have a suggestion."

The four looked over.

Ang Lee looked at Xiao Che and Xiao Xing: "After this performance, how about you two cook us a meal?"

Upon hearing this, the two children exclaimed in unison, "Great!"

Ang Lee: "So, it's settled then?"

The little car nodded excitedly: "Yes!"

Tang Xiaoxing was overjoyed: "Mmm!"

Looking at the scene before them, the couple felt a sense of relief.

One reason is that they noticed their daughter seemed to have already adapted to life in Chengdu ahead of time.

Two points were when they saw the genuine smile emanating from their daughter's face.

"Xiaoxing, hurry up and eat, or I'll eat it all!"

Meeting the expectant gaze of the car driver, Tang Xiaoxing picked up the last piece of egg pancake.
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In fact, neither Li An nor his student knew that Tang Xiaoxing's smiles from the time he returned to China until their arrival in Yanjing yesterday were more than half of the smiles he had given from last night until now.

At 9:40, Ang Lee and his entourage arrived at the National Centre for the Performing Arts and met with Tang Qianfeng.

At 10:30 a.m., the car will continue its rehearsal, which will be handled by Tang Zhongfu and Tang Qianfeng.

Ang Lee, accompanied by Tang Jingren and his wife, met with Rolf, the conductor of the Rotterdam Symphony Orchestra, for discussions and rehearsals.

Previously, Yang Hui had collaborated with Rolf on Mozart's Cosmos at the Salzburg Festival.

Ang Lee has done his homework on Rolf, finding him to be a conductor who is more rational than emotional.

The key point is that they can speak German.

Shouldn't Ang Lee have a good chance to experience this?
Two hours later, Ang Lee's rehearsal ended.

His first rehearsal with the Rotterdam Symphony Orchestra went much smoothly than he expected.

Rolf was much more enthusiastic than he had imagined.

However, what shocked everyone even more was Ang Lee.

It wasn't because of how well Ang Lee played Beethoven's Fourth Symphony that Tang Qianfeng and the others paid any attention to Ang Lee's rehearsal.

What shocked everyone was Ang Lee's fluent German.

As far as the Tang family knows, Ang Lee has no overseas study or life experience.

Furthermore, during last year's summer camp, Ang Lee and Charlie Sr. had to rely on a translator to communicate.

In less than a year, Ang Lee became fluent in German.

Is that reasonable?!

Only the car owner thought it was reasonable.

Reason 1: When Xiao Che returned from summer camp last year, he found several German books in the teacher's study.

Reason 2: The little car saw that the teacher used German when sending an email to Grandpa Charlie some time ago.

Perhaps these two points have no necessary connection to Ang Lee's ability to speak German without stuttering, but in Xiao Che's opinion, they are reasonable enough.

The rehearsals continued in the afternoon, and everyone had lunch together at the theater restaurant at noon.

Rolf warmly expressed his desire to sit with Ang Lee, showing that he really likes Ang Lee.

Tang Jingren was the only "outsider" at the table, so the conversation naturally revolved around music.

During the meal, Rolf raised a very interesting question, and through the morning's discussion and experimentation, Ang Lee gave him some new inspiration.

He hoped that everyone would point out the shortcomings of Beethoven's works.

"What parts of Beethoven's music are lacking?"

When Ang Lee translated Rolf's words to Xiao Che once again, Xiao Che was dumbfounded.

What's the problem? This is the first time she's encountered such a problem.

What are the shortcomings of a composer's work?

Tang Xiaoxing, who was standing to the side, also fell into deep thought.

This was the first time she had encountered such a problem.