Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1305, 525. The Busy End: Who's Number One?

Although the choir competition has come to an end, the students in Piano Classroom No. 4 have not had a moment's rest.

With only a week left until summer camp, they don't have much time left.

In addition to preparing pieces for their exams, they also need to prepare pieces for their concerts.

Xiao Che and Xiao Xing had even more time to prepare, because in addition to the concert program, they also had to prepare for the opening ceremony's "Fate" four-hand piano duet.

Adults are much busier than children.

Summer courses are already intensive, and with the addition of live streaming and summer camp preparations, Lao Tang and his friends only had one day of rest after the choral competition before throwing themselves back into work the next day.

Needless to say, Ang Lee lost five or six pounds in just a few days, which made his already low body fat even worse.

When people are exhausted to a certain extent, they really do experience hallucinations. Just this morning, he had just put out cat food for the two kittens, and before leaving the house, he reminded Xiao Che to put out food for the cats again.

"I'm leaving now. You two figure out how to handle lunch yourselves. We'll see how things go tonight. Keep in touch by phone."

"Goodbye, teacher! Drive safely!" (A small car in the restroom.)

"Goodbye, teacher! Drive safely!" Tang Xiaoxing said from inside the small house.

Since the choir performance ended, Ang Lee has only eaten two meals with the two children, one of which was yesterday's breakfast.

It's not that he doesn't want to eat at home, but he can't avoid all kinds of social engagements. The various high-ranking officials on his side want to invite him to five meals a day.

The good news is that our teacher, Mr. Li, can now receive an annual salary from the book publisher.

He fulfilled all the awards and honors he had promised the school in less than a year.

Furthermore, starting next semester, the school will cover all the tuition fees for all external teachers in the wind band club.

Is this a good thing?
Great.

Last night at the dinner table, Ang Lee was truly moved when he heard this news.

To be honest, he would be more touched if it were presented in the form of a contract as soon as possible.

However, Shuren also expressed some new expectations for the development of the school's music discipline, such as the Youth Marching Band Competition held in Shanghai in November, and the National Middle School Choir Performance held in Yanjing at the end of this year. The school hopes that he can lead the team to achieve even greater success.

What could Ang Lee say? He just signed the contract first, and we'd deal with the rest later.

Right now, all he wants is to make this summer camp a complete success.
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"Eh?"

The teacher had just left when Xiao Che came out of the bathroom to feed the 80,000 little white rabbits, only to find the rice bowl already full.

"Xiao Xing, did you feed them?"

"No."

Tang Xiaoxing came out of the small room, saw the food bowl, and scratched her head: "Did the teacher put it there herself and then forget about it?"

Xiao Che thinks it's very likely; the teacher has been quite confused these past two days.

"Let's go, it's time to get started."

"Ok!"

Just last night, after the teacher came home from drinking, she sat on the sofa for a while and then suddenly started looking for her phone. As a result, she called her teacher's phone, and the teacher's pocket rang.

Tang Xiao sighed, "Teacher, you've been working so hard lately."

Xiao Che also felt sorry for the situation: "Yeah, I don't know if we can get the stage set up today. If we can, the teacher won't have to go tomorrow."

Tang Xiaoxing: "Hopefully, the teachers will be able to rest for a while after the summer camp ends."

Xiao Che shook his head: "After summer camp ends, the music season starts, and after the music season, the grading exams begin. After the grading exams, it will be September, and then the teacher will take us to Yanjing again. Then it will be November. In November, the Shuren Wind Orchestra will go to Shanghai to participate in a marching competition, and at the end of the year, there will be the Little Golden Bell Awards and a choral performance."

Tang Xiaoxing: "This year is over."

Xiao Che: "He also has plans to create a series of online courses for Piano Classroom No. 4 this year, and he's also planning his wedding with his teacher's wife."

A sound.

Tang Xiaoxing: "Teacher, do you still have time to get married this year?"

Xiao Che: "Even if I don't have time, I still have to get married. My dad says the teacher should get married."

Tang Xiaoxing: "Is getting married a lot of trouble?"

Xiao Che: "Hmm, I don't know either. It shouldn't be simple. We need to do a lot of preparation."

Tang Xiaoxing: "Is the teacher getting married in Chengdu?"

Xiao Che: "The teacher said we'll get married in our hometown, Yucheng. Do you know about Yucheng?"

Tang Xiaoxing shook her head: "Will we be able to go then?"

The little car grinned: "We definitely have to go! Now you're helping me with the work!"

Tang Xiaoxing: "Huh?"

After Xiao Che explained, Tang Xiaoxing nodded with interest: "So what will we play then?"

At Fu Tianming's wedding, Ang Lee and Xiao Che made a pact that Xiao Che would play the music at his wedding.

Xiao Che: "When Uncle Fu Tianming got married, he made a list of pieces. I guess the teacher will also give us a list of pieces. We can take turns playing them. When we get tired, we can go to the banquet and then go back to play."

Tang Xiaoxing couldn't help but start imagining the scene, murmuring with hope, "Teacher will definitely get married this year."

Hahahaha.

Xiao Che couldn't help but look forward to his teacher's wedding, but then he sighed.

Tang Xiaoxing: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Xiao Che thought of Wang Xiaohu again, fearing that Wang Xiaohu would be absent from the teacher's wedding. "Time flies too fast."

Tang Xiaoxing: "Yes, I've been in Chengdu for over a month now."

As they talked, the two girls walked from the underground parking garage to the elevator of Building 36.

Xiao Che pulled out room key 2201 and said, "Let's try speeding up today."

Tang Xiaoxing laughed: "That's just what I think too."

After changing into slippers at the door, the second child came in and didn't chat for a moment. He sat down at the piano and started warming up.

Before warming up, Xiao Che turned on the living room air conditioner.

Inside, the piano music was stirring, while outside, the sun shone brightly.
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The two cats, Doubao and Douhua, were lying comfortably by the balcony window.

Good morning, little kitties.

Wang Xiaohu went to bed a little late yesterday and just got up now.

After strolling around the living room and playing with the two kittens for a while, he ate breakfast at 9:15 and then began his piano practice for the day.

Since everyone has left elementary school and doesn't have as much free time as last summer, the summer camp teachers didn't arrange any ensemble pieces for everyone this year, so everyone prepared their own solo pieces.

Wang Xiaohu received a piece with an Arabic style.

He's been practicing quite well. He started practicing the day after the choir competition ended, and he's almost done it by now.

"We should be able to speed things up now."

After a brief warm-up, Wang Xiaohu officially began his practice.

This practice session lasted for three hours, until the doorbell rang.

"Your takeout."

"Thank you uncle."

During his break, he ordered a hamburger. His mother wasn't home today, so he was in charge at home.

After lunch, he rested for a while, and then continued practicing the piano at 2:30 pm, planning to master the piece completely in the next two days.

This way, he can spend the last few days before summer camp studying the score of Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake Suite.

He set a plan for himself: he would use this summer vacation to study three full scores.

While he was practicing the piano, the phone on his phone rang. He stopped and picked it up, thinking it was his mother calling, but it turned out to be Monkey.

"What are you doing."

The monkey was supposed to say that line, but Wang Xiaohu stole it from him.

This put the monkey on the other end of the phone in a passive position, "I, I just finished my homework, and you're practicing the piano."

Wang Xiaohu picked up his phone, got up, and started strolling around. "Let's get down to business."

Monkey: "Want to play ball tomorrow morning? I bought a new ball."

Wang Xiaohu hesitated for a moment, "I don't have time tomorrow morning, I haven't finished practicing the piece yet." Hearing Monkey sigh on the phone, Wang Xiaohu felt a pang of guilt. Come to think of it, he couldn't even remember the last time he had seen Monkey. Monkey had asked him to go out before the holiday, and now it was almost August.

"Are you okay with it the day after tomorrow?" Wang Xiaohu then asked.

The monkey immediately perked up: "Sure! I'm fine with anything! Anytime is fine with me, it just depends on your schedule."

Listening to Monkey's excited tone, Wang Xiaohu recalled his time in Jinhua, when he and Monkey were inseparable, even sharing a urinal when going to the toilet.

However, the two were forced to separate when they entered junior high school. In addition, he had to attend classes all weekend, so every time Monkey asked him out, he could only say "next time, next time." As a result, they were both about to enter the second year of junior high school.

It's the day after tomorrow!

Wang Xiaohu has made up his mind. He plans to set aside a day the day after tomorrow to play with the monkey.

He's leaving at the end of the year, so how many more chances does he have to spend time having fun with his good friend?
"Do you have anything else planned for the day after tomorrow?" After a moment's thought, Wang Xiaohu came up with a plan.

Monkey: "I'm going to my grandma's house for lunch the day after tomorrow, but I don't have to go."

Wang Xiaohu: "Are you sure?"

Monkey: "Absolutely! My grandma's perfectly healthy, she won't miss out on this meal with me!"

Wang Xiaohu: "Are you out of your mind?"

Monkey: "Hahahaha! I was just saying it offhand. How about you come to my grandma's house for lunch the day after tomorrow? My grandma keeps asking about you."

Wang Xiaohu: "Okay! It's settled then! We'll play basketball in the morning, have lunch at your grandma's, and go see a movie in the afternoon, shall we?"

Monkey: "Holy crap! You're not practicing the piano the day after tomorrow?!"

Wang Xiaohu: "No more training. After the movie, let's go eat at a buffet. It's on me."

There was a sudden silence on the phone.

Wang Xiaohu: "Hello? Hello?! Monkey?"

moment.

Monkey: "Tell me honestly, do you want something from me?"

Wang Xiaohu laughed angrily: "That's right, I need to borrow money from you."

Monkey: "I still have 257. My mom only left me 500 of my New Year's money this year. I haven't spent it all, except for buying a basketball last week. If it's not enough, I can go to my grandma's house for dinner the day after tomorrow. I know where she keeps her money."

Wang Xiaohu: "If you're free tomorrow, go to the hospital to get your brain checked. If you're sick, get treatment as soon as possible. If you're not sick, meet at the usual place at 8:30 the day after tomorrow!"

After saying that, Wang Xiaohu hung up the phone immediately. He was sarcastically teasing Monkey, but he was actually very touched inside.

What does "brother" mean?

"drop-"

Then the monkey sent a message: You lied to me again!

Wang Xiaohu laughed: Hurry up and see what movie you want to see the day after tomorrow, I'll book the tickets.

Monkey: What do you want to see?

Wang Xiaohu thought for a moment; it seemed like it had been a long time since he'd been to the movies: The Wandering Earth 2?
Monkey: OK!
And so, Wang Xiaohu booked two movie tickets nearby.

Time flew by and it was already 6:30 in the afternoon. Wang Xiaohu called his mother, who was still busy at Yunxi Mountain Villa. She told him to go to his maternal grandmother's house or find his own dinner.

Wang Xiaohu thought to himself that he probably wouldn't get to his maternal grandmother's house until 8 p.m., and he still had to practice the piano tomorrow.

"Forget it, I'll handle it myself. What time will you and the teacher be back?"

"Not certain at the moment."

"Can the venue be set up today?"

"It should be almost done, only the soundproof cover hasn't been installed yet, the teacher is coordinating it."

"Have all the pianos been shipped over?"

"Okay, don't order takeout, let's go downstairs and get something to eat."

"I'm not going down. There's still one hamburger left from the lunch I ordered. I'm not going to say anything more, Mom. You and the teacher get busy. Be careful driving on your way back tonight."

Knowing that things at the resort would be settled by today, Wang Xiaohu felt relieved, and that his teacher and mother could finally relax a bit.

At least I don't have to drive 150 kilometers round trip every day anymore.

The teachers, in particular, have been busy with summer camps during the day and attending drinking parties at night, working non-stop for several days in a row.

After heating up the remaining hamburger in the air fryer, Wang Xiaohu finished eating and went back to his room to practice the piano.

As dusk settles outside the window, the city under the night sky is bathed in a soft, golden glow.

"when!"
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Fate is the roar of giants!

2201.

As a deep and resolute chord resounded, four hands simultaneously fell on the keyboard.

After a long while, once the echoes in the living room had faded, two gasps were heard in succession.

Xiao Che: "I think I emphasized the last chord a little too much?"

Xiao Xing: "Perhaps I was a little too gentle?"

Then two crisp laughs rang out. Which was more important was no longer important; the duo had completed their speed-up task for the day—that was what mattered.

"Eat rice, eat rice!"

"Eat rice, eat rice!"

After a day of practice, the happiest thing is to have a delicious meal in the evening.

To save time and take a longer nap, the two girls ate some instant noodles and bread for lunch.

By this time, their stomachs were already growling with hunger.

They rushed to the noodle shop downstairs. Xiao Che ordered a bowl of fried noodles, and Xiao Xing ordered a bowl of mutton stew.

In just twenty minutes, the two of them had eaten every last drop of soup.

After eating and drinking his fill, Xiao Che took out his phone and took a picture of the two empty bowls.

As if it were intentional, she sent the photo to a group chat of four people.

The teacher created this group chat, and it only contains her, Xiaoxing, and Wang Xiaohu.

Unfortunately, she only received a reply from the teacher.

A very old-fashioned expression: thumbs up.

On the way home, Tang Xiaoxing asked, "Is the captain still upset?"

Xiao Che: "Who knows? Maybe he's practicing the piano. His piece has a rather complex rhythm."

Tang Xiaoxing: "Okay, actually we didn't go too far that day, did we?"

Xiao Che: "He's just like that, don't worry about him."

The day after the choir competition was supposed to be the day the teacher and Uncle Fang had arranged to play badminton. The teacher wanted to invite Wang Xiaohu to join, but Wang Xiaohu said he wasn't feeling well.

Pretentious!

It wasn't just a feeling of discomfort; normally, even if Wang Xiaohu were truly sick, he would still go to the hospital!

Wasn't it just because she and Tang Xiaoxing made a couple of jokes about the results of the choral competition after it ended?

Tang Xiaoxing: "Linlin, I still don't quite understand whether the captain is satisfied with the final result or not."

Xiao Che sighed, "Well, I can't really explain it. Try to understand it. First of all, he definitely wanted to be number one, but he also felt that we deserved to be number one more. In the end, they got first place and we got second. He actually felt a little guilty. Do you understand now?"

Tang Xiaoxing: "Yes, the captain is that kind of person."

Xiao Che: "Actually, it would have been fine if it had just passed. After all, it was a choral competition. From the perspective of the choral part, they deserved to win first place. But Guo Guo's words at the end really provoked him."

Tang Xiaoxing couldn't help but sigh, "Sigh."

Xiao Che: "What Guo Guo meant by that was that she actually preferred our arrangement, which is why we weren't number one. In your opinion, how would Hu Zi feel if he heard something like that?"

Tang Xiaoxing: "Ke Shuren's stage performance is truly outstanding, but the captain is being a bit too sensitive."

Xiao Che: "Hey, if Shuren wasn't in a school run by a teacher, I don't think he would be so sensitive."

In the dim light, Tang Xiaoxing seemed to be surrounded by people who shared her feelings.

a long time.

"Xiaoxing, you don't know much about his past. He has actually been trying to prove himself all along."