Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1396, Section 616: Getting on the Right Track!
The morning passed in the blink of an eye.

On the way home with the teacher at noon, Xiao Huzi barely said a word.

While sipping milk tea, I carefully watched the rehearsal video from the morning.

He learned a lot this morning.

Uncle Fang taught him two very practical hand gestures for changing beats, which he had never seen in books.

Furthermore, on the issue of how to standardize the bowing techniques of the string section, he experienced firsthand how important it is for a conductor to be familiar with and master each instrument.

When the teacher interrupted the orchestra and said that the sound of the strings here was not bright enough, he suddenly felt at a loss.

He then put himself in the role of the commander.

They found themselves helpless.

But when Uncle Fang had the uncles and aunts in the viola and violin sections adjust and unify their bowing techniques, a magical scene unfolded.

The sound of the strings immediately brightened up.

This made him even more obsessed with this profession.

By participating in stage rehearsals as an observer, he set a small goal for his future academic career.

He wanted to be able to make every voice part produce the sound he wanted under any circumstances.

He didn't know how long it would take him to reach this goal.

But he will definitely persevere until that day.

for sure!
Goodbye, teacher! Goodbye, teacher's wife!

Little Tiger got out of the car happily at the entrance of the residential area.

On his way home, he remembered the joke that Uncle Xiangnan had made to him.

A slight smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

Looking back now, it would be an incredibly happy thing if he could actually conduct the Chengdu Philharmonic Orchestra in the future.

Hey!
But it's not that easy.

He follows many band channels and often sees related information.

Even musicians find it difficult to get into a large orchestra like Rong Ai's, let alone conductors.

"Mom, I'm home."

As soon as he entered, a delicious aroma wafted over, and Little Tiger quickly put down his schoolbag to wash his hands.

"How was today?" Xu Li brought out two dishes. "Did you figure out yesterday's problem?"

Little Tiger nodded and said, "I understand now. There are many other things I've learned. I've been following Uncle Fang around all morning."

Xu Li: "You didn't cause any trouble, did you?"

Little Tiger shook his head: "I didn't say a word during the formal rehearsals. I just watched how Uncle Fang directed. Although I didn't ask any questions, Uncle Fang told me a lot during the directing process."

Xu Li smiled and said, "This kind of opportunity is very rare."

Little Tiger: "Okay, Mom, let's eat quickly."

Xu Li thought to herself that her son should be overjoyed at this moment, so why did he look so preoccupied?

So he asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything we can discuss?"

moment.

"It's nothing." Wang Xiaohu picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of potato, and put it in his mouth. "Hey Mom, do you think there's a chance I could become a conductor at Rong'ai in the future?"

Xu Li: "Of course it's possible."

Wang Xiaohu was stunned: "Mom, how can you be so sure?"

Xu Li: "Being a commander is also a position. If Rong'ai recruits commanders in the future, you can apply if you meet the requirements. Being a commander is first and foremost a job."

Wang Xiaohu: "I understand. So if I want to be hired successfully, I have to meet the corresponding requirements, which may include education, ability, and relevant work experience, etc."

Xu Li: That's exactly what I mean.

Wang Xiaohu grinned: "Then I need to start preparing for future job applications right now!"

Xu Li smiled and said, "Keep it up, maybe you'll really have a chance to become Rong'ai's conductor in the future."

Wang Xiaohu: "Haha, Mom, you seem really looking forward to it."

Xu Li rolled her eyes: "Of course I'm looking forward to it, at least you've solved your job problem."

Wang Xiaohu pouted: "You just think I've solved my job problem? You're so realistic. That's my ideal job."

Xu Li shook her head: "Xiao Hu, before talking about ideals, people must first recognize reality."

Wang Xiaohu countered, "But many ideals are only realized when reality is challenged."

Xu Li: "Are you contradicting yourself? That's right, only by recognizing reality can we break through it, isn't that right? You don't even know what the problem in front of you is, so how can you talk about solving it?"

Wang Xiaohu: "That's right." Xu Li: "So don't think about the future, doing your best in the present is the most important thing."

"Only in this way can you gradually build up your understanding of the world. When you have a sufficient understanding of the world, if you still have an ideal for something, then it can be called an ideal."

Wang Xiaohu: "That makes a lot of sense."

He paused, then said, "But right now I want to become Rong'ai's conductor in the future, hehe! Let's eat, I need to rest for a while after I finish eating, I still have to practice the piano this afternoon."

Xu Lixin smiled, realizing she was still just a child, but who knew what the future held?

As a mother, she would naturally do her best for her son's dreams.

Of course, everything has to be done step by step.

"Eat quickly."
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Li An and Chen Xuan stopped at the intersection and ate a bite to eat.

Back in the garage, they discovered that Wang Xiaohu had left his leftover milk tea on the back seat.

"Okay, Teacher Xiaomi."

Ang Lee took the milk tea cup and the bottled water from the back seat and threw them into the trash can.

"Someone is already buying milk tea for me before the contract has even been officially signed."

Chen Xuan: "Sigh."

Ang Lee: "Why are you sighing? It's a good thing."

Chen Xuan wasn't just sighing; she just felt that people are too realistic.

When she arrived on stage this morning, there was a cup of milk tea and a KFC breakfast at her seat.

She thought she had gone to the wrong place.

It turned out that it was bought for her by Ms. Ma, the principal clarinetist, and Mr. Liu, the bassoon player.

It's really inexplicable.

It seemed that overnight, everyone in the entire visual ensemble changed their attitude towards her.

It's not that I was rude to her during the first two rehearsals.

The first two times she came, everyone treated her very politely, it was just a natural thing.

But today, she felt like everyone was trying to curry favor with her.

She clearly didn't give these people any face yesterday morning, but the result was the opposite.
"You know, it's the really hard kind."

"I know, so what if I'm hard? Are you happy?"

"I'm not really happy or unhappy, I just feel it's unnecessary."

"There are too many unnecessary things. Ninety percent of workplace social interactions are unrelated to work itself."

"I understand what you mean, but anyway, I don't really like it this way."

"If I don't like you, what can I do? You can't hit someone who's smiling at you. You'll have to get used to it."

"Okay, I'll bring them some next time too."

"That's right. People praise each other and they'll rise to the top. As it stands, you'll be back by the end of next year at the earliest. It'll be very soon. Of course, unless you don't accept this appointment."

Why shouldn't I accept it?

Li Anle: "Weren't you worried about not doing a good job yesterday?"

Chen Xuan scoffed: "We'll see."

Ang Lee gave a thumbs up: "Awesome."

The two entered the elevator while chatting and laughing.

"One more thing, now that I've signed the contract, I can say I have a formal job."

Chen Xuan smiled as she spoke, "Wonderful to see when we get engaged at the end of the month, won't you?"

Ang Lee: "Tsk tsk, this cup of milk tea is spot on."

Chen Xuan: "Get lost, I'm serious."

Ang Lee: "Sigh, it's all thanks to my wife's thoughtfulness."

Chen Xuan: "Nonsense!"
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Two days, both calm and turbulent, passed in a flash.

On a slightly muggy afternoon, the Chengdu Summer Music Festival kicked off once again.

The first performance that evening was a resounding success.

The next morning, Xiao Che got up from the bed at 5:30.

There are less than fourteen hours left until her first official concert in Chengdu.

So she decided to sleep a little longer.

(End of this chapter)