Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1258, Section 478: The Process of Guessing Right, the Ending of Guessing Wrong

Say Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived?

The little car was thinking, "I hope the teacher appears quickly!" And then the teacher appeared?

Ang Lee peeked into the kitchen, his face full of a smug smile.

"Do you need help?"

The little car was secretly annoyed at itself for its jinxing!
She was just subconsciously sharing her desire to have the teacher appear, but she didn't actually need the teacher to be there at that moment!

How are Xiaoxing and Grandpa Tang supposed to continue their conversation now?

Sure enough, within a second of the car's arrival, Ang Lee's appearance successfully put an awkward silence in the kitchen.

"No need, teacher!"

It has to be said that the way Xiaoxing looks with a knife while wearing an apron is kind of cute.

Immediately afterwards, Grandpa Tang added with a smile, "We have enough manpower."

That's enough, Li Anxin said. She didn't really come to help; she just came to show off a little because she was in a good mood.

"Then I'll wait for dinner."

After saying that, he drifted away without leaving a trace, not even for a second longer.

After Li An left, neither the grandfather nor the grandson brought up the topic again, as if Tang Xiaoxing had just said it casually and the old man had just listened casually.

However, judging from the small car's observation, Xiaoxing seemed to be in a pretty relaxed state.

That's good. She was really worried that Xiaoxing might develop some negative emotions because she didn't get a positive response from Grandpa Tang.

ten minutes later.

"Xiaoxing, it's your turn to cook. I've already prepared everything for you."

"Coming!"

While Tang Xiaoxing was cooking with his back turned, Xiao Che looked at Grandpa Tang, pointed at Xiaoxing, and then quietly gave him a thumbs up.

The two exchanged a knowing smile, and Grandpa Tang secretly gave a thumbs-up.
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In the living room, Boss X was holding a laptop and writing application materials for Ang Lee.

It must be said that Ang Lee definitely found the right person.

Boss X not only has experience in this kind of thing, but also has excellent writing skills.

"Brother Yan, is this easier to write or a novel?"

"Don't speak yet."

"Good good."

Fifteen minutes later, Boss X finished checking the typos and called Li An over to see where it needed to be corrected.

Ang Lee read it carefully and then forwarded it to Lin Youyou.

"It still has to be Brother Yan."

"necessary."

As the two were talking, the living room door opened.

Boss X closed his laptop and stood up. "Coming."

Tang Jingren and his wife set off an hour ago to pick up Rolf, and gave Tang Qianfeng a ride along the way.

Now that everyone's here, we're just waiting to start the meal.

"Did Che Lin make all of this?"

Looking at the various sizes of plates on the dining table, Tang Qianfeng couldn't help but admire the child. "This kid is truly remarkable."

"It was done by the grandfather, grandson, and granddaughter together."

Before Ang Lee could finish speaking, Tang Qianfeng shook his head. No one knew better than him what the old man's cooking was like; none of the dishes on this table were ones he had eaten since childhood.

Needless to say, Yun'er was the only one who made this plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Because this dish was the only one on the entire table that looked like it belonged to the children's table.

Rolf was also astonished when he learned that Che Lin had cooked most of the dishes on the table.

In his view, the preparation process of Chinese food is more complex than the structure of Mahler's symphonies.

He could hardly believe that such a beautiful meal could have been prepared by a young girl.

just.

Where is the braised pork?

Rolf's words immediately made everyone laugh.

"immediately."

Ang Lee explained that the braised pork was still in the pot.

Just then, the kitchen door opened again.

"Stir-fried green peppers with pork is here!"

"The braised pork is here!"

"Thank you for your hard work!"

"Linlin, you're amazing!"

"No, Auntie, Grandpa Tang taught me how to do it!"

Looking at the plate in the car, Rolf immediately recognized it as braised pork.

Because he saw pieces of burnt red meat on the plate.

"Braised pork?"

"Yes, this is braised pork. Please try some in a bit."

"Wow!" Rolf was already getting impatient.

However, there was one last soup that hadn't been served yet. The little cart put down the plate of braised pork and went back to the kitchen to get a large porcelain bowl.

Tang Jingren, who loves cooking, immediately guessed what Xiao Che was going to do when he saw the red and green side dishes at the bottom of the bowl: "Tomato and egg soup?"

Little Car: "Yes, Uncle!"

As he spoke, the cart placed the large porcelain bowl on the dining table.

Rolf didn't understand. He understood Ang Lee's explanation perfectly: it was a soup made with tomatoes and eggs.

The problem lies in the word "soup." In Rolf's mind, soup should be a liquid, whether it is thick soup or clear soup.

Now all he could see at the bottom of the bowl was raw egg liquid and diced tomatoes, and he wondered if this was Chinese soup.
As the cart placed the porcelain bowl down, everyone's attention focused on the bottom of the bowl.

Seeing Rolf's bewildered expression, Ang Lee had a sudden inspiration and said with a smile that he would teach Rolf how to cook a dish.

Only the little car couldn't understand what the teacher was saying, and let out a sound of surprise.

Rolf immediately looked incredulous and said he wasn't very good at cooking.

Tang Xiaoxing immediately followed up on the conversation between the teacher and Rolf, who was in charge.

Then the little car understood, "It's very simple!"

She immediately went back to the kitchen to get some cooled warm water, handed it to Rolf, and smiled as she gestured for him to take the bowl of water from her hand.

Ang Lee acted as translator again: "She said to pour the water into the bowl little by little along the inside rim of the bowl."

Rolf's expression turned serious as he took the bowl from the cart.

Ang Lee: "While pouring water, use a chopstick to slowly stir the bottom of the bowl."

Rolf nodded and took the chopsticks Tang Xiaoxing handed him: "How should we stir it?"

Ang Lee looked at the cart: "How should we stir it?"

How to stir? The little car thought to itself, just stir gently, clockwise or counterclockwise is fine, but you have to stir in one direction.

Suddenly! Seeing the way Commander Rolf held chopsticks, she immediately thought of an explanation that would make Commander Rolf understand instantly.

"You can just stir the chopsticks like you would conduct the slow movement of last night's music!"

Grandpa Tang was completely convinced; Lin's mind was just too quick.

Upon hearing Ang Lee's translation, Rolf burst into loud laughter.

He grasped the essence of it, smiling as he gently waved his chopsticks. "Yes?"

The car nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes!"

After receiving affirmation from his junior teacher, Rolf went to the large porcelain bowl and poured slightly cooled hot water down the side of the bowl while gently stirring the bottom of the bowl with the chopsticks in his right hand.

Then a magical scene appeared before his eyes: the raw egg liquid at the bottom of the bowl seemed to come alive.

Strands of egg liquid slowly solidified, floating in the bowl along the chopsticks in his hand.

The enticing aroma filled him with surprise and excitement; it was simply amazing.

Amid laughter, Boss X led the applause, and Rolf put down his chopsticks and gave a final bow.

"Wow——————"

Hahahaha.

And so began the artists' delightful lunch.

As the most important guest today, Rolf will definitely be the first to take a bite.

Of all the dishes, Rolf chose braised pork.

He fed the food into his mouth with a fork, paused for a moment, and then fed it into his mouth again with the fork.
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The artists' conversations at the dinner table weren't really about art; who would want to talk about work during such a pleasant time?

But today's situation is a bit special.

The conversation surrounding Rolf never strayed from music.

Rolf also shared many fun musical anecdotes with the two children, and concluded by expressing his hope to one day have the opportunity to perform on stage with the two girls. After a satisfying meal, everyone took a group photo at the table.

Then Rolf wanted to take another picture with Tang Xiaoxing in the car as a souvenir.

How could this not be satisfactory?

Li An, now a photographer, snapped away, taking about seven or eight pictures.

Ang Lee wasn't jealous at all, after all, he and Rolf had taken countless photos together the night before.

The dinner ended with Ang Lee and Rolf exchanging their private email addresses.

Because the Rotterdam Symphony Orchestra was performing that evening, Rolf had to lead the orchestra through another session in the afternoon, so he and Tang Qianfeng left after dinner.

Before parting ways in the parking lot, Rolf gave Ang Lee another hug.

"When you come to Rotterdam, I'll have my wife cook herring for you."

Thank you! See you in Rotterdam!

Although he didn't know what herring was, Ang Lee believed that Rolf was definitely not just being polite.

Looking back on the past few days, from exchanging musical ideas to rehearsals, to the curtain call after the performance and today's lunch, Rolf has always maintained the same rationality and objectivity as at the beginning.

Therefore, when a rational person speaks emotionally, there is no reason for him to doubt it.

He would even readily agree if someone invited him to visit the Salzburg Festival stage, even if it meant paying for his own travel expenses.

Hehehe——

Don't criticize me, having aspirations is everyone's right, okay?
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After seeing Rolf off, everyone returned upstairs.

Grandpa Tang didn't give everyone a chance to rest; he clapped his hands and summoned everyone back to the table.

"What's wrong, Dad? Want some more?"

Everyone returned to the dining table, and Tang Jingren asked Yang Hui to get some wine from the wine cabinet.

"No need to take it."

Grandpa Tang asked Yang Hui to sit down, looked around, and finally his gaze fell on Tang Xiaoxing.

"We need to have a family meeting."

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became awkward. Li An laughed and said, "Then it's not appropriate for Linlin and me to participate."

Grandpa Tang: "Sit down."

Turning to the car, she said, "Xiao Linzi, sit down too."

The car bared its teeth and sat down next to Tang Xiaoxing.

Seeing that everyone was seated, Old Master Tang also sat down.

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became awkward. Apart from Tang Xiaoxing, everyone present knew how the story was going to unfold.

However, only the storyline involving the car and Grandpa Tang has progressed to the kitchen.

As planned, Boss X spoke first: "Uncle Tang, what brings you here?"

Everyone then looked puzzled.

moment.

Grandpa Tang sighed softly: "Yun'er just said in the kitchen that she doesn't want to go back to Germany this time."

Everyone: "!"

Ang Lee: How come I didn't know about such an important plot point?!

Facing the various gazes of her elders, Tang Xiaoxing suddenly felt nauseous with anxiety.

Just then, a warm little hand grasped hers.

Another moment.

Grandpa Tang looked at Tang Xiaoxing and said softly, "Yun'er, while your father, your mother, and your teachers are all here, tell us your thoughts. Do you really not want to go back to Germany?"

Perhaps it was the little hand under the table that gave Tang Xiaoxing a final bit of encouragement, because after hearing her grandfather's question, she immediately nodded in affirmation.

She wasn't joking when we were in the kitchen; she was serious.

"Ah."

With a soft "Mmm," Tang Xiaoxing nodded again, a hint of apology in her voice. Meeting her grandfather's gaze, she said firmly, "Grandpa really doesn't want to go abroad again, not even a little bit."

Everyone was immediately overwhelmed with complex emotions; they could tell that Tang Xiaoxing's words contained a great deal of emotion.

Then Tang Xiaoxing let out a soft sigh, and Ang Lee seemed to see the child feeling relieved.

Tang Xiaoxing did feel a sense of relief after speaking her mind in front of everyone.

This feeling was far more reassuring than she had anticipated.

Regardless of the outcome, she has taken this step.

After saying that, she looked at the car and smiled, her expression saying: Linlin, I did it.

The silence at the dinner table was something she had anticipated; she guessed that her parents and teachers must have been frightened by her.

Including Grandpa's silence.

She's not stupid. The fact that her grandfather asked her this question directly again shows that he didn't take her words as a joke when they were in the kitchen.

Throughout the meal, she kept thinking about why her grandfather didn't give her a reaction immediately when he was in the kitchen. From her perspective, her grandfather had at least a few seconds before the teacher entered the kitchen, which was enough time for him to give her an answer.

Now she understands; her grandfather probably didn't know how to answer her back then.

Why didn't Grandpa know how to answer her?
Is it because you're afraid to directly refuse yourself?

possible.

Grandpa knew he was no longer the little boy he used to be.

In fact, she had a similar experience once before. Before returning to China, she expressed her desire to change teachers and learn piano from Teacher Li. At the time, she thought she was crazy for daring to make such a request directly to her family.

However, after a long silence, her grandfather agreed to her request.

Now that Grandpa is silent again, will her request be granted this time as well?

Faced with her grandfather's continued silence, Tang Xiaoxing gradually felt that the situation was beginning to turn in her favor, while at the same time, her unease was quietly rising.

It's like the last few seconds before the mystery is revealed.

She was afraid that she might guess the process correctly, but the final result would be wrong.

Under the table, she held the car's hand even tighter.

at this time.

Grandpa Tang spoke again: "If you're not going abroad, what are your plans next?"

Tang Xiaoxing smiled. It was a familiar question: "I still go to school and practice the piano, but at home."

Everyone was taken aback; Tang Xiaoxing's reaction had once again surprised them.

“I go to school on time every day, practice piano after school, take lessons with Teacher Li on weekends, and prepare for competitions. That’s how it is.”

"Dad, don't you want me to stay at home?"

"Mom, can you really bear to leave me alone abroad? I just don't tell you I miss home."

A wave of guilt washed over Tang Jingren and his wife.

“Teacher Chen, you said that you wanted me to go abroad to prepare for the competition, but now it turns out that I am not very suitable for preparing for the competition abroad. I can't adapt to the professors' requirements. If I continue to train like that, I don't know when I will really break down.”

"I'm not joking."

Tang Xiaoxing said these words with a smile, but the atmosphere at the dinner table became increasingly oppressive.

During this time, Mr. Tang tried to speak several times, but his mouth could only open and close again.

at last.

Grandpa Tang sighed, "Alright, Yun'er, we won't go abroad."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaoxing couldn't help but shed tears. She had finally waited for this moment, but she felt incredibly sad.

The grievances that had been suppressed in her heart for so long prevented her from forcing a smile.

“Yun’er, listen to Grandpa, don’t cry, don’t cry, we’re not going abroad.”

Seeing this, Grandpa Tang didn't dare wait any longer and immediately pulled out his trump card: "Then tell me, how many classes a week will you have with Teacher Li?"

Tang Xiaoxing wiped her eyes and said with a slurp, "I'll listen to Teacher Li. If possible, I'd like to go to Rongcheng every week to meet Teacher Li for classes. Online classes are a bit delayed."

After thinking for a moment, Grandpa Tang said, "Why don't you and Teacher Li go to Chengdu?"

Tang Xiaoxing was taken aback: "Huh?"

Grandpa Tang continued, "Yun'er, go to Chengdu to prepare for the competition."

Then she looked at Ang Lee and asked, "Professor Lee, is it convenient for you there?"

Ang Lee: "It's convenient. There are plenty of places to stay. Let her share a room with Linlin. The school will arrange for her to stay at Linlin's school. The two of them can look after each other."

Tang Jingren: "This is good!"

Yang Hui: "Will this cause you any trouble?"

Ang Lee: "What's the trouble? It's just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks."

Boss X: "From now on, we can go to Chengdu for a stroll whenever we have free time."

The dinner table suddenly became lively, with the adults chatting away.

Tang Xiaoxing seemed to have wandered onto the wrong film set. She turned her head blankly to look at the car, as if seeking some kind of real confirmation.

Xiao Che grinned: "Xiao Xing, would you be willing to go to Chengdu to prepare for the competition?"

The next second, Tang Xiaoxing's pupils contracted sharply, "I'm willing!!!"