Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1319, Section 539: Ang Lee's Killer Move! The Young Tiger (Part 1)

Ang Lee put down his phone and urged Wang Xiaohu, who was complaining, to hurry up and grill the meat.

"Stop playing on your phone, you're starving."

"You spread rumors and then wouldn't let me clarify them!"

Are you stupid?

Ang Lee grinned sarcastically: "Do you two really believe that you offered to treat me to barbecue?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Me!"

No! There's a trap!

Wang Xiaohu immediately realized something was wrong. If he insisted that the two would believe him, it would mean he was stupid. With just a little thought, the two would realize that it was impossible for them to believe him.

But if he changes his story and says that the two people won't believe him, it's like he would never offer to treat his teacher to barbecue, making it seem like he's stingy!
Damn it!
When will he be able to manipulate others with words like his teacher?

"Don't be envious, there are some things you can't learn."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaohu became anxious and immediately picked up his phone to send a message in the group: The teacher said that he would treat us to barbecue together again tomorrow!
Little Star: Okay!!! Thank you, teacher!

Zebra Pianist: Hahaha! Thank you, teacher!

Ang Lee smiled helplessly, but praised, "Well done, you reacted quickly this time."

"Hehe." Little Tiger revealed a cruel smile. "I've discovered that as long as I don't answer you, I won't be led by the nose."

Ang Lee nodded and used tongs to flip the meat on the grill. “You’ve improved. Have you noticed? Many times, we end up being passive because of our own initiative.”

Wang Xiaohu thought to himself, "That's exactly what I meant!"

Ang Lee: "What does 'trouble comes from the mouth' mean? So, speak less, make fewer mistakes, and be careful with your words and actions."

Wang Xiaohu: "Actions speak louder than words."

Ang Lee gave a thumbs up: "However, you still have to be brave enough to speak when it's time to speak. As for when it's time to speak, there is no fixed answer. You need to go through a lot of experience and growth to eventually develop your own system."

Wang Xiaohu: "Brain."

Ang Lee: "Let's get started."

The first batch of grilled meat, glistening with oil, was devoured by the teacher and student in less than five minutes; they truly ate faster than they grilled.

But it's okay, besides the barbecue, Wang Xiaohu also took all sorts of snacks.

"Teacher, you can have this."

"What is this? A cookie or chocolate?"

"Cookies and chocolate, self-service. There's chocolate syrup there. Just stick the cookie in and take it out."

"Eat less of this kind of thing."

"Just try it."

Unable to resist Wang Xiaohu's pleas, Li An tried it, and it turned out to be more than just unpalatable.

But Wang Xiaohu ate with great relish, using both hands simultaneously, taking a bite with his left hand and a bite with his right, until his mouth was covered in chocolate.

“Here,” Li An handed over a tissue, “wipe your mouth.”

"Hehe," Wang Xiaohu said happily, but he still had a small question in his mind, "Why did you invite me to dinner today, teacher?"

Ang Lee: "I was just about to visit you, Professor Fang, and since I was coming anyway, I thought I'd pick you up while I was at it. Your mom is taking your grandma to the hospital this afternoon, so you can come with me this afternoon."

Wang Xiaohu: "What's wrong with Grandma?"

Ang Lee: "It's just regular check-ups for the elderly, nothing more."

Wang Xiaohu: "Oh, teacher, don't you have anything else planned for this afternoon?"

Ang Lee: "I need something. I'd like to buy some small decorative items for my home. Could you help me carry them?"

Wang Xiaohu thought to himself, "So that's how it is: You've come to the right person. I can handle this on my own against both of them."

Ang Lee: "The key is that those two can help me choose, can you do that?"

Wang Xiaohu immediately retorted, "Of course I can! Don't underestimate my aesthetic sense."

Ang Lee: "Okay, I'll give you a chance. What are you going to do? Take less of it, I'm almost full!"

An hour later, there was still some raw meat and snacks on the table.

But Wang Xiaohu was almost too full to eat anymore.

If Ang Lee hadn't caught up with Wang Xiaohu an hour earlier and stopped his impulsive behavior, they probably wouldn't have been able to get their deposits back.

"I won't let you take it, will I?"

Fortunately, Ang Lee had specifically saved some to tide him over, saying, "Alright, you don't need to eat anymore."

After eating a few more bites, the teacher and student patted their stomachs and left.

On the escalator back to the third floor, Wang Xiaohu let out a burp and said, "Teacher, this is the first time you've invited me to eat at the mall."

Ang Lee: "It seems so. What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Are you really going to eat it tomorrow?"

Ang Lee rolled his eyes and said, "You already said it in the group chat!"

Wang Xiaohu doesn't want to eat anything right now, but he'd love to have dinner with Alin and Xiaoxing tomorrow.

After a moment, "Teacher, I have an idea. How about you come to my house for dinner tomorrow?"

“My mom invited Arlene and Xiaoxing to my house for dinner the night before last. You can come along too.”

Ang Lee: "That sounds so awkward. So it's like buying two and getting one free."

Wang Xiaohu: "Hehe, that's not what I said, okay?"

Ang Lee thought for a moment, then said, "Let's talk about it later. Let's go."

As they talked, the teacher and student entered a small craft shop. A faint fragrance wafted towards them, instantly soothing their mind and body.

"Teacher, what do you want to buy? Do you have a direction?"

"Plates, bowls, chopsticks, a lamp, a humidifier? I'll just look around. I don't really know what I want to buy. Oh, this cup is quite nice."

Li An casually grabbed a set, and Wang Xiaohu immediately pushed the shopping cart over.

"I haven't asked you yet, how was your command lesson today?"

"That's great. Teacher Qin said I've made great progress."

"How come you make such great progress all the time?"

"Then! How would I know! You'll have to ask Teacher Qin."

"And what do you think?"

"I think what Teacher Qin said makes a lot of sense."

"Hehehe, what did you learn today?"

"A legato piece in 2/4 time with expressive elements."

"I really don't know about that, tell me."

"The key is that the gesture for the second beat must be different from that for the first beat, and the reflection after the main beat must be controlled within a certain range."

As he spoke, Wang Xiaohu raised his free left hand and gave a demonstration, "Like this, draw an arc and leave space between two beats. This way, if you encounter a slow movement, there will be more room for the musicians to express their emotions."

Ang Lee gestured a couple of times, thinking to himself, "This is quite interesting. The feeling of '86 and '42 is completely different now."

Wang Xiaohu: "The Second Movement of Door E".

Upon hearing this, Ang Lee raised his hand and spread his five fingers, and Wang Xiaohu gave him a high five!
"Right, teacher!"

"Yes! That's great, Tiger."

"hey-hey!"

The high-five that received recognition made Xiao Hu Ge feel a surge of excitement at this moment. This was the kind of tacit understanding he had been looking forward to with his teacher!
"Teacher, what do you think of this vase? With it, you won't need to use a milk tea cup to hold flowers anymore."

Following the direction Wang Xiaohu pointed, a light blue oval glass bottle was placed on the wooden shelf. "Not bad, it can be placed on the bookshelf wall."

Wang Xiaohu leaned closer to take a look. He was about to say that it was only 280 when a voice in his mind stopped him: "Two hundred and eighty, isn't that a bit expensive, teacher?"

“Hmm,” Li An nodded. In his opinion, 280 for a vase was indeed a bit expensive, but he had taken a liking to it at first sight: “Your teacher’s wife will definitely like it.”

"Understood." Wang Xiaohu gently took a set of packaged vases and put them into the cart. "So after learning the two-beat rhythm, you'll basically only have the one-beat rhythm left, right?"

"Yes, I'll have finished learning the basic techniques soon."

"So what should we learn next?"

"Dynamics and sound."

"It's reached the advanced stage."

"Yes, for example, using the racket width to control and change the intensity, there's a lot to learn here!"

Ang Lee smiled and said, "Then study hard. So you've basically learned all the basic command techniques by now?"

Wang Xiaohu: "You could say that. Regardless of whether I play well or not, as long as the piece has a number, I can theoretically play it."

Upon hearing this, Ang Lee made a thoughtful expression.

"Teacher's desk lamp." Wang Xiaohu turned his head. "Teacher!"

"Huh?" Li An pretended to snap out of his daze. "What's wrong?"

Wang Xiaohu smiled and said, "Even the teacher gets distracted sometimes: 'The desk lamp!'"

“Oh, oh,” Li An smiled and looked over, “This lamp is quite nice, small and compact, it can be placed anywhere.”

Wang Xiaohu: "The key is the simple design, pure white, which matches the decoration style of 2201 very well."

Ang Lee: "Take two."

Wang Xiaohu: "Oh, here you go!"

Over the next hour, the teacher and student moved from one shop to another.

Wang Xiaohu bought quite a few things, but he noticed that his teacher was often distracted and spoke less.

at last.

"Is the teacher tired?"

Wang Xiaohu suggested, "Let's sit down for a while."

Ang Lee: "I'm not tired, are you?"

Wang Xiaohu: "I'm not tired. I kept talking, but you ignored me! I thought you were tired."

Ang Lee: "It's nothing, let's go. Um, what did you just say?"

Wang Xiaohu was speechless, then continued walking forward: "I'm tired, I need to rest for a while."

After a moment's hesitation, Li An followed.

"Teacher, wait for me."

In five minutes, Wang Xiaohu returned with two cups of lemonade.

"Teacher, are you alright? If you need anything, we can go back. We can't carry any more."

Wang Xiaohu had a feeling that something had suddenly happened to his teacher.

Li An paused for a moment: "Oh, I'm fine. I just suddenly thought of something. You've already learned all the basic command movements, haven't you?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Yeah, so what if we finish learning?"

Li An exclaimed, "In that case, can you leave earlier?"

Wang Xiaohu was completely taken aback: "Leave? Where am I going?"

Ang Lee immediately looked puzzled. "Where did you say we're going? Abroad?"

Wang Xiaohu sighed inwardly. He had thought something was wrong. "Isn't the trip abroad in January next year?"

Ang Lee: "Yes, yes, then tell me, what time are you wasting by staying here?"

"Your school has already been arranged. Teacher Youyou has found you a piano teacher, and Teacher Qin is also finding you a conducting teacher. Anyway, you'll have to continue learning the language once you get there, and learning the language there will be faster than here."

As Li An spoke, he seemed to understand the situation better and better, and his eyes lit up: "Back then, we were worried that you would arrive too early and the progress of the directing would fall behind. Now you can just leave, right?"

Wang Xiaohu was stunned, and said in a broken voice, "No, no, it's not the teacher."

A bit of a mess, Wang Xiaohu took a deep breath as if he had sorted things out: "I still have language lessons to learn, schoolwork to do, piano and vocal lessons to learn, and most importantly, my school is scheduled to start in January!"

As he spoke, Wang Xiaohu laughed, his tone becoming more relaxed: "Teacher, have you forgotten? There's no school for me now."

But then he saw the teacher waving his hand and shaking his head as if he was still thinking about something, and he suddenly felt a little nervous.

"Teacher, can you think about it again?"

Ang Lee waved his hand, his expression visibly excited, as if he had received some good news.

"Xiaohu, you don't know, when we were contacting the school for you, they gave us two enrollment options: this September or next January."

Wang Xiaohu opened his mouth in surprise; he had absolutely no idea about this.

Before he could react, the teacher continued, "At the time, I was inclined to let you leave in September, thinking that you would adapt sooner. But your mother and Teacher Qin preferred that you leave in January next year, because you hadn't laid a solid foundation in conducting yet, and Teacher Qin was very worried about letting you leave so early."

"So the last time I told you was next January."

Wang Xiaohu was still a little dazed, his mind seemingly out of control. "No, teacher, I'm not ready yet, and I... I can't... I can't leave in September!"

The thought of leaving for Vienna in just one month made Wang Xiaohu feel like he was about to completely collapse, and beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

“Who said you can leave now!” Li An scoffed. “You think it’s that simple? You think you can just change your departure date to September and leave like that? What are you thinking? There are so many things to consider! Do you own the school? It’s already scheduled for January next year.”

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Hearing this, Wang Xiaohu breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his hand to wipe his forehead; he had been scared to death just now.

"It's alright, teacher. I'll leave next January." Wang Xiaohu's mood relaxed again.

Ang Lee looked Wang Xiaohu up and down, as if only then noticing how nervous he had been, and teased, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so nervous? Why can't you leave in September? Shouldn't you be happy that you can leave early?"

Wang Xiaohu said confidently, "I wasn't prepared at all."

Ang Lee: "What do you need to prepare? You can prepare everything you need there, including language and professional skills. What else do you need to prepare?"

Wang Xiaohu's tone became even more forceful: "Even if I can go there to prepare, I won't be able to enroll until next year, which is still more than half a year away."

Ang Lee pursed his lips: "Sigh, that's right, it was my mistake. I should have insisted that you leave this year instead of listening to your mother and Teacher Qin."

Wang Xiaohu grinned: "Who would have thought I'd learn so quickly?"

Upon hearing this, Ang Lee's lips curled into a look of disdain. "Come on, even Teacher Qin didn't tell you that you could learn all that in just two months abroad."

Wang Xiaohu: "Two months? How is that possible! How can a year's worth of courses be completed in just two months?"

Ang Lee shook his head and stood up. “You wouldn’t understand even if I told you. Let’s go to the parking lot to put our things down first, and then go to the shopping mall across the street.”

Wang Xiaohu stood up as well. "Teacher, aren't you oversimplifying command?"

Ang Lee: "I told you long ago that conducting is the most difficult of all music disciplines. If you don't understand after I've said it, then don't ask me."

Wang Xiaohu said anxiously, "Tell me, I'm sure I'll understand!"

Ang Lee: "We don't have any systematic supporting courses here. Your Uncle Fang once mentioned to me that they have the most advanced training and learning system over there. If you had been learning according to this system a year ago, do you know what level you would be at now?"

Wang Xiaohu's heart skipped a beat. "What level?"

moment.

Li An sighed with a hint of regret: "Perhaps you are already the most outstanding young conductor under the age of eighteen in the entire Chengdu and even the Southwest region."

Wang Xiaohu's pupils suddenly dilated.

“Ah, what a pity.” Li An shook his head and nodded with a hint of relief, then stopped and turned around: “Tiger, you originally had the opportunity to reach your dream destination much earlier.”

Wang Xiaohu's brain had shut down; he could hear the teacher's regretful tone repeating in his ears.

“Come on,” Li An urged, “You wouldn’t understand if I told you, you would never get it.”

Ang Lee seemed to quicken his pace intentionally, and then heard footsteps following behind him.

"Teacher, I actually understand." Wang Xiaohu's voice was not loud, and he was clearly not in a good mood.

Ang Lee shook his head for the third time, saying, "You don't understand."

This time he spoke slowly, word by word, "Couldn't your teacher's wife find a better job in Chengdu?"

Little Tiger was stunned again.

(End of this chapter)