Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1278, 498. Summer vacation begins with the sounding of the war horn!
Mozart's minuet filled the classroom, and the proctor stood up from the podium.

"carry out an assignment."

A rustling sound of papers being flipped through filled the audience.

Wang Xiaohu finished the last big question at the last minute before the exam ended, and he felt extremely happy.

So cool!

He felt like he was about to sink the crucial three-pointer, because he genuinely knew the answer to that question!
and many more!

It seems the name hasn't been written yet.

Turning back to the beginning of the book, he indeed found that he hadn't written his name. With three quick strokes, he wrote the three characters "Wang Xiaohu" in a rather abstract manner.

This all started when Ah Liu teased him about his yearbook signature looking like that of an elementary school student, even though he was indeed an elementary school student at the time.

Having finally finished his last exam, Little Tiger can now fully dedicate himself to his work.

The band competition is on July 16th, and the choir competition is on July 20th.

Little Tiger has only one goal: to win first place in both categories.

"Everyone, please be on time tomorrow at 2:30 PM."

After finishing the exams, Wang Xiaohu held a short meeting with the core members of the orchestra to announce that all rehearsals would officially begin tomorrow afternoon.

"Bye-Bye!"

"Bye-Bye!"

"See you all tomorrow! I'm off now."

On his way home, Wang Xiaohu was pondering what to choose for the second choral piece when a black sedan pulled up diagonally in front of him.

Isn't that Qiao Zhizhi's car?

He saw Qiao Zhizhi get out of the car and walk towards him, holding his water cup in her hand.

"I don't want the water cup anymore."

"I remember putting it in my bag!"

"Whose is this then?"

"hey-hey."

Wang Xiaohu took the water cup handed to him by Qiao Zhizhi, unscrewed the lid, and took a sip. Immediately afterwards, he saw the black car parked on the side of the road drive away.

"Hey! Car! Why is the car moving?!"

"I let my uncle go first, and I'll take the bus home by myself later."

"Where are you going?"

"If we're not going anywhere, how do we choose the second song?"

"I was wondering the same thing, aren't you in a hurry to go home?"

"Not in a hurry."

"Let's go to the store then, and we can talk to Teacher Tang again."

"it is good!"
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Ten minutes later, the two walked into the store.

Old Tang had just finished organizing tonight's live stream content when he went downstairs and saw the two children.

He asked the two with a smile, "How did the exam go?"

Qiao Zhizhi: "Hello, Teacher Tang, I feel okay."

Wang Xiaohu exclaimed, "Teacher Tang, don't you know that's very unfriendly?"

"Hahaha," Haitao walked out of the conference room, "Director Wang was offended."

Qiao Zhizhi: "Hello, Teacher Zheng."

Haitao: "Hey Zhizhi, what brings you two here? Aren't you going home to study?"

Wang Xiaohu: "All the exams are over for today. Rehearsals will start tomorrow afternoon!"

Haitao: "Huh? Xu Minghao and the others don't finish their exams until tomorrow."

Old Tang: "All the junior high schools in Yudong District finished their exams today. What would you two like to drink?"

Wang Xiaohu: "We won't drink anything, Teacher Tang. We came here specifically to see you."

Old Tang: "Looking for me?"

Five minutes later, in the conference room.

After listening to the two children's questions, Old Tang understood what was going on.

In his opinion, there was no need to rush. Deciding on the song selection was easy, and they had already decided on one song.

Today is July 6th, and there are still two weeks until the choir competition.

However, seeing how enthusiastic the two children were, Old Tang certainly couldn't tell them not to rush.

“Time is indeed a bit tight,” Old Tang said, feigning a moment’s thought. “What should we choose next? What are your ideas?”

Wang Xiaohu: "I wanted to choose the theme song of the human world, but the teacher said we couldn't sing it."

"Goodness." At this moment, Haitao walked into the conference room with two glasses of lemonade. "You definitely can't sing this song, and it's very difficult to sing. Even I don't think the version choreographed by our school choir is good."

Old Tang: "Indeed."

Wang Xiaohu: "Okay."

"Thank you, Teacher Zheng." Qiao Zhizhi took the lemonade. "Teacher Tang, I think we could sing a children's song for the second song."

Wang Xiaohu: "Children's songs? How can children's songs be acceptable!"

Old Tang: "Little Tiger, let Zhizhi finish speaking."

Qiao Zhizhi: "Well, I think we could choose a song that's more suitable for our age for the second song."

Old Tang smiled upon hearing this, and he roughly understood what Qiao Zhizhi meant: "Zhizhi, you can understand it this way: mixed chorus is also a form of musical art expression, just like the instrumental pieces we play."

"You may think that the lyrics of 'Want to See You' contain words about love, so they are not suitable for a middle school student's stage."

That's exactly what Qiao Zhizhi was thinking. She wasn't questioning the teacher's decision; she just hadn't expected the teacher to choose such a piece for them.

So when the teacher left the decision to them on the second piece, she subconsciously wanted to choose a piece that could balance the themes of the two pieces.

However, when she heard Teacher Tang say that choral singing is also a form of musical art expression, she seemed to understand.

Old Tang: "Take the Hymn of Love that you played, for example. Isn't that a piece that Elgar wrote for his newlywed wife? You can't say that this kind of piece can only be played by adults and not by children."

Qiao Zhizhi nodded: "Teacher Tang, I understand."

Old Tang: "Of course, I'm not saying you think so. I'm just saying it's a possibility. The key point is that you two need to understand that choral singing focuses more on the expression of musical form. Although both are singing, it is still significantly different from popular singing in terms of expressing personal emotions."

Wang Xiaohu grinned: "I completely agree with your point of view. That's exactly what I think."

Old Tang laughed: "You? I'm afraid you don't think that way."

Wang Xiaohu: "That's exactly what I think! The lyrics aren't important; what matters is the sparks that fly when the melody and harmony collide with the vocals!"

Old Tang: "If that's really what you think, you wouldn't have questioned Zhizhi's choice of nursery rhymes in the first place. Aren't there beautiful melodies in nursery rhymes? Aren't there moving harmonies?"

Qiao Zhizhi: "Exactly!"

Wang Xiaohu: "Uh~"

Haitao: "I think the idea of ​​changing a children's song is good. As long as it is well adapted, it will definitely bring a shocking contrast to the audience."

Wang Xiaohu immediately pictured it in his mind, "Just like Mozart's modified version of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star!"

Old Tang: "Yes, so we need to broaden our thinking."

Wang Xiaohu: "Wait for Teacher Tang!"

Old Tang: "What?"

Wang Xiaohu asked suspiciously, "Are you in cahoots with us?"

"What are you saying?" Old Tang thought Wang Xiaohu was about to say something. "I'm your steelyard partner!"

Wang Xiaohu muttered, "The teacher also made you play the piano accompaniment. Who knows if you're actually on Alin's side or not."

Old Tang: "Are you suggesting I deliberately play the wrong notes on stage?"

Wang Xiaohu: "That's not true. In short, we must unite as one to fight against Shipo!"

Haitao: "Absolutely! This time, our Shuren team will not only beat Shipo in the district competition, but we also have to beat them in the city competition!"

Wang Xiaohu: "That's exactly what I mean!"

Wang Xiaohu stood up and gave Teacher Haitao a high five, then said indignantly, "Teacher Zheng, you have to help us too!"

Haitao: "I'll give it my all!"

Qiao Zhizhi: "."

Old Tang: "."

At this moment, the silent teacher and student seemed to see an adult Wang Xiaohu and an underage Wang Xiaohu sharpening their knives.

Old Tang: "Second place in the competition."

Haitao: "When it comes to scoring points, we must come in first place this time."

Old Tang wondered what was wrong with Hai Tao all of a sudden; he didn't seem to be teasing Wang Xiaohu. "Haitao, do you have any suitable songs to recommend to us?"

Speaking of which, Haitao is indeed a scholar.

Hai Tao thought for a moment, then suddenly remembered the video Zhang Miao had shared with him last night, and his eyes lit up immediately: "Hey, how about this one?"

Wang Xiaohu: "What song is it!"
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While the four teachers and students were discussing the music, Shipo was also busy.

The strange five-person group, who finished their exams at almost the same time, and all the choir members also arrived at the auditorium immediately.

The rehearsal was scheduled for tomorrow, and they were notified to meet in the auditorium after the afternoon exam. Fang Zheng and Zhang Miao arrived forty minutes early.

As the teachers in charge of this session at Shipo, the two of them are trying their best to plan the next rehearsal schedule today.

"Classmates, our rehearsal starts tomorrow, are you all ready?!"

“I’m ready!!”

Fang Zheng looked around the audience and smiled with satisfaction. Looking at these vibrant little sprites, he thought he should probably change careers.

He had this idea before when he was arranging choirs for primary schools in Jinhua and Shengli Street, and wanted to become a choir rehearsal teacher.

This feeling is absolutely wonderful.

"Tomorrow morning at 10:30, all students, please bring your water bottles and a music folder."

The preparations before the choir rehearsal were not complicated; what Fangzheng needed was to get the children excited in advance.

After a passionate speech, Fang Zheng finally asked, "What is our goal for this choir competition?"

Audience: "Happy!!"

Fang Zheng: "Great! We don't have to compete for first place! But we must be happy!! Tomorrow morning at 10:30, let's embark on a joyful summer vacation together!"

Listening to the cheers from the audience, Zhang Miao had to admit that Fang Zheng was incredibly strong in this area.

Not everyone can quickly become friends with children; Fang Zheng is indeed an extraordinary person.

The way Fang Zheng communicates with the children is completely different from that of the eldest brother. In Zhang Miao's view, Fang Zheng really treats her like a child. He doesn't use the tricks of the eldest brother; he is completely sincere.

After the mobilization meeting ended, the strange five-person group voluntarily stayed behind.

Next is the last question for the little car and the little star.

What exactly was the second song chosen?

However, to their surprise, the person who asked the question was actually Teacher Fang Zheng!
What's going on? A huge question mark appeared on both of their faces! Didn't you already make your choices?!

Fang Zheng: "Ahem, well, I suddenly feel that the song I chose wasn't good enough, not cheerful enough. Didn't you guys feel the emotions you were feeling just now? If we can bring that feeling to the stage, that would be fantastic. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Miao: "."

Tang Xiaoxing: "."

Xiao Zhang: "."

Xiao Guan: "."

Ah Qian: "."

Car: "So you're planning to..."

The opposing side laughed and said, "That's right, as the coach of the Happy Choir, I plan to change the repertoire."

Xiao Zhang expressed serious doubt, "Um, you don't mean you haven't even done it yet?"

Fang Zheng stared wide-eyed: "How is that possible! The song I chose for you is 'Rice Fragrance'."

Zhang Miao: "I can testify to this. Teacher Fang racked her brains to choose songs for you."

Xiao Zhang: "Wow!"

Xiao Guan: "Great!"

Ah Qian: "Teacher Fang, can we not change it?"

Tang Xiaoxing: "The fragrance of rice is so soothing."

The little car also thought the rice fragrance was particularly good.

Fang Zheng: "My idea is to use 'Rice Fragrance' as a piece we can rehearse in the future. Now I have a strong feeling that there must be a piece that is more suitable for this competition than 'Rice Fragrance'."

"Trust me, if we can recreate the atmosphere we just experienced in the second round, the final ranking will not disappoint you. We need to be joyful, cute, healing, and full of life."

Everyone naturally believed in Mr. Fangzheng, so the question came back again.

What should we sing in the second song?

Ah-Hsien: "Be happy."

Xiao Zhang: "It has to be cute."

Xiao Guan: "It needs to be cured."

Tang Xiaoxing: "It must have vitality."

Little Car: "Hmm, how about Calabash Brothers?"

next second.

Ha ha ha ha--

The laughter at the scene instantly lifted the roof off the auditorium.

Fang Zheng: "Great idea! This is something we can consider. Quick, everyone, let's brainstorm together."

And so another heated discussion ensued.

Choosing songs is no easy task; even Tang Xiaoxing and Xiao Che got lost among the nominated tracks.

Just then, Zhang Miao suddenly remembered the video she had shared with Haitao last night.

How about a burst of courage?

Zhang Miao's suggestion was like a fatal shot, instantly ending the battle.

The five-person group excitedly shouted "Great! Great!"
"joy!"

"cute!"

"cure!"

"vitality!"

"Let's give a round of applause to Teacher Zhang Miao!"

"Wow——————"

Zhang Miao waved her hand, "I only have one small wish: we should participate in this competition with a happy attitude, and I hope everyone does the same. But there is one school we absolutely cannot lose to."

The car: "Bookman!"

Zhang Miao laughed heartily and raised his hand to give the car a high five.

The same look flashed in their eyes; they both had a reason to win!

As the team leader for Shipo, Zhang Miao absolutely cannot lose to Haitao!
The car's goal from the very beginning was to defeat the book man! To let Wang Xiaohu show off again!
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2201.

Mr. Li An, who was sitting in front of the technician at Victoria No. 17, completely absorbed in the experience, frowned and reluctantly stopped, picking up his phone.

Who's sending this message that keeps going on and on with a constant beeping sound?

It turned out that Wang Xiaohu was bombarding him with his question mark-filled expression.

"You'd better say something useful, like you did pretty well on the test,"

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xiaohu sent a voice message.

"Teacher! We've chosen our second piece, and we've really mustered up the courage! We'll leave the arrangement to you!"

It worked! Li Anxin said the song was a good choice: "Leave it to me. Don't message me unless it's absolutely necessary."

Before he could even put his phone down after sending Li An's message, Zhang Miao sent him a voice message as well.

After listening to the audio, Ang Lee was confused and immediately replied, "Where are you guys?"

Then Zhang Miao called, and it was Xiao Che speaking again: "Teacher, we're in the auditorium. Do you think this piece of music is bad?"

No, no, Ang Lee thinks this piece is very good: "Wang Xiaohu is also in your school?"

Xiao Che: "No, it was just the five of us and Teacher Wang and Teacher Zhang."

Ang Lee: "Didn't Professor Fang already make the selection? Has it been changed at the last minute?"

Little Car: "Hmm, teacher, do you think it's not good?"

Ang Lee: "Very good, exceptionally good. Whose idea was it?"

Xiao Che: "Teacher Zhang."

Ang Lee: "Okay, you've made your decision, so good luck! How did you two do on your exams?"

Xiao Che: "Hehe, I think it's alright, and Xiao Xing also said it's not bad."

Ang Lee: "Okay, you and Xiaoxing can grab something to eat downstairs later. I'll be done at ten."

Little Car: "Okay! Bye-bye, teacher!"

After hanging up the phone, Li An had a bit of a headache.

How could they possibly have the same song?!
The key issue he faces is that he might have to revise the game twice, which is a huge blow to his courage.

He, the author, had to revise the book himself.

moment.

"Let Teacher Fang revise it."

After sending Zhang Miao a WeChat message, Li An put his phone on silent and continued practicing Rachmaninoff's Second Pole.

Great Hall.

Zhang Miao played Ang Lee's voice message for everyone.

Fang Zheng nodded, then looked at the car: "Arlene, this sacred task is entrusted to you."

Xiao Che was confused: "Huh?! The teacher said I only need to change my encounter."

Fang Zheng: "But you're the piano instructor, and I'm only in charge of the vocal rehearsals. That's settled then. Your teacher also said that I'm the one who makes the decisions in Shipo."

The children were dumbfounded; his expression changed way too quickly!
Where is Teacher Fang, who was acting like a child just now?