Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1256, Section 476: It's Actually Performance Results? The Guillotine of Longing
Lin Youyou usually doesn't chat with Li An casually; if she takes the initiative to contact Li An, it must be because she has something to say.

After taking a shower, Li An turned on the air conditioner, went back to bed, picked up his phone, and saw Lin Youyou's message first.

"Li, you played very well. After discussion and deliberation at headquarters, it has been decided to authorize the Fourth Steel Group as the chairman unit."

Awesome! !

Ang Lee was so excited that he shouted out loud.

Mu Xin and Lao Tang next door looked at the bedside table in confusion. "Brother An didn't drink much today either."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Teacher Lin!"

After sending the voice message, Ang Lee felt that making a phone call would show his sincerity, so he asked in a voice message, "Is it convenient to call?"

Lin Youyou: It's inconvenient, no need to thank me, it's the result of discussions within the association.

Seeing this, Ang Lee stopped sending voice messages and typed a reply: I wouldn't have dared to think about this without you. Really, thank you so much. What do I need to prepare next? Will headquarters send someone to conduct an on-site inspection?
Lin Youyou: I've already taken notes from the last investigation. I'll send you two documents in a bit. One is the letter of appointment for the specially invited artist; take a look and get a general understanding. The other is the application form for membership that you need to fill out in detail. It will take about half a month. After the headquarters approves it, there will be an online signing ceremony. I'll be in charge.

Ang Lee spent a long time searching through his meme collection to find a kneeling thank-you emoji and sent it. He understood the rest, but what was with the letter of appointment for the specially invited artist?

Ang Lee: Is it an invitation for me to become a contracted artist with EPTA?
Lin Youyou: There are no contracted artists here. As long as you are a specially invited artist, it's just a nominal appointment and doesn't affect your contract.

Ang Lee: I understand. Are there any tangible benefits?
Lin Youyou laughed in exasperation, thinking to herself that this guy only thinks about the benefits in everything he does: Of course, this is a way of indirectly promoting you personally, and it will also provide some conveniences for your application to become the president of the association.

Ang Lee: Am I up to par? The artists listed on the website are all top-tier.

Lin Youyou: Tsk tsk, so modest now. Stop dawdling, okay? If not, I won't send you the invitation materials.
Ang Lee: Sure, I'm just worried people will say I'm a nepotism hire.

Lin Youyou ignored Li An on this issue and directly sent him two translated documents.

Ang Lee: I'll do it now.
Lin Youyou: No rush, it's the weekend and no one's working. Just send it to me on Monday. Besides, Rolf's words at the Salzburg Festival still carry some weight.
Upon seeing this message, Ang Lee immediately thought of what Yang Hui had said a few days ago: that she had previously collaborated with Rolf at the Salzburg Festival.

I was grateful for my old classmate's reminder: I understand, thanks!

Lin Youyou smiled as she looked at the message Li An sent; it seemed that she was the one who should be thanking him.

After Ang Lee officially accepted the invitation to become an honorary artist of EPTA, her performance in this area this year can be considered to have met the target.

She never expected that simply inviting her boss to see the stage where Ang Lee and Rolf collaborated would lead to two wonderful things.

Her original intention was to use this opportunity to expedite Ang Lee's application to become the president's unit. However, after listening to her, the boss not only nodded directly but also asked her if it was possible to invite Ang Lee to become an honorary artist of EPTA.

Then I handed the task over to her.

Ugh.

Over the years, Lin Youyou has finally benefited from Ang Lee's success.

not easy.

Ultimately, however, it was Ang Lee's performance tonight that truly captivated the audience.

She has to give Ang Lee a thumbs up for this.

Lin Youyou: You're welcome. Remember to send me a copy when you get the HD stage. Goodnight.
Ang Lee: Goodnight, goodnight. I'll send it to you together on Monday. Have a great weekend!
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After some research, Ang Lee figured out the two documents. One only required his signature, while the other required him to provide information such as his business license and answer questions such as his motivation for joining EPTA. Lin Youyou had already given him the template in the documents.

Finally, he just needs to write one more application.

Easy peasy.

From today onwards, our No. 4 Piano Classroom is also part of an international cooperative organization!

I'm so happy! Today is truly a wonderful day.

Ang Lee felt that the only drawback was that the materials Lin Youyou sent him were in Chinese, as he had recently become somewhat addicted to German.

Setting aside the matter of the materials for the time being, Ang Lee began to reply to the congratulatory messages one by one.

Finally, I picked a few photos and posted them on my WeChat Moments.

Chen Xuan finally called just before midnight. Because she had watched Ang Lee's concert during her flute practice time, Teacher Xiaomi had to postpone her professional class, and she was on her way to the rehearsal hall after class.

Li An recounted what had just happened to Chen Xuan, who urged him not to delay and to finish it quickly and send it to Youyou.

"Okay, I'll do it when I have some free time tomorrow."

Chen Xuan: "Has Xiaoxing's family made all the arrangements?"

Ang Lee: "Not yet. Let's wait until lunch tomorrow. If she doesn't make a move, I'll bring it up myself. I still hope she can express her attitude to her family on her own initiative. That way, she can get positive feedback through her own actions, which can offset some of the negative emotions that have been building up in her heart for a long time."

Chen Xuan: "Yeah, sigh, never mind, you should go to sleep early too. I've already spoken to customer service about the refrigerator and washer-dryer cover, they'll be delivered to your home on the 25th, keep an eye out for their calls."

Ang Lee: "Then I'll have them deliver it on the 25th as well, and try to get it all done in one day."

Chen Xuan: "I hope the natural gas service can be put into operation smoothly. I've been worried about this for the past two days."

Ang Lee laughed: "Don't worry, if it doesn't work, just buy a simple folding door to make do. I don't think it'll be a problem. We've already installed it, why would we tear it down and reinstall it? Brother Zhao said he has a solution, so we don't need to worry. You just focus on preparing for the performance."

Chen Xuan: "Okay, I'm not going to talk about it anymore. I'm almost at the concert hall. You should sleep in a little longer tomorrow morning and turn off your alarm."

He said he wouldn't say anything more, but he kept talking.

The guillotine that severed their longing seemed to have rusted at this moment, but fortunately, the two of them were already used to it.

Ang Lee didn't hang up the video until Teacher Xiaomi walked into the concert hall.

Ugh.

Novels are so much better; they let years pass in the blink of an eye.

moment.

Ang Lee pulled out X's WeChat: "Brother Yan, just one female lead is enough, please don't add a sub-theme."

five minutes later.

Boss X: We must go for pure love.
Ang Lee: Absolutely.

Boss X: If the female lead's terminal illness is cured later, wouldn't that be reasonable?
Ang Lee: Why does it have to be a terminal illness? Can't we just get rid of this setting?

Boss X: No, no, no, you help me think of a way to develop the plot to make the story believable. Anyway, I only have a little over a thousand words left to post today's update.
Ang Lee: So you were in such a hurry to get home just now because you were writing a novel?
Ang Lee: I can't do it, brother. I struggle to write even an 800-word essay. I was hoping you could help me write some materials!
Some people mean it when they say they're not going to say anything more.

Seeing that Boss X did not reply, Ang Lee shook his head and sighed.

He got a terminal illness and was cured; honestly, I wouldn't even want to read this story if it were written out.

After a bout of physical discomfort, Ang Lee discovered that Tang Xiaoxing and Xiao Che had liked his posts on WeChat Moments.

"Are these two girls going to stay up all night again?"

Given that the two of them didn't go to sleep until 2:30 last night—

Ang Lee promptly created a group chat: Go to sleep!
Little Star: Yes, teacher!

Zebra Pianist: Yes, teacher!

Little Star: Goodnight, teacher!

Zebra Pianist: Goodnight, teacher!

Hahahaha.

In another bedroom, two young girls, having put down their phones, both stared at the empty ceiling.

moment.

"Linlin, what are your plans for the future?"

There is another chapter tonight.