Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1402, Interview 622! It has to be Teacher Li again.

Chapter 1402, Section 622: Interview! It still has to be Teacher Li.
Favors always need to be repaid.

This time, someone gave you two pots as a gift for your family's happy occasion. Next time, you can't just bring two pots with you when someone else has a happy occasion.

"Then I am willing too."

Ten minutes later at the breakfast table, Chen Xuan shared her joy, and Ang Lee also shared his thoughts.

Chen Xuan said, "Anyway, as long as my uncles and the others gave more than my eldest sister gave for her engagement, it's fine."

Li Anxin laughed and said, "This is ancient history. Why are we comparing things like this? Besides, my brother-in-law was very kind to me when I went back last time."

Chen Xuan: "I'm not saying that my brother-in-law isn't good to you, it's just that he always likes to put on an act."

Ang Lee: "Just pretend for a bit. After all, he's a leader, no matter what."

Chen Xuan: "What does this have to do with me? Do we still need him?"

Ang Lee: "Try not to think like that. We're all family. Let's do this bookkeeping. We'll write down every gift in advance, and when it's time to pay it back, we'll pay it back in the proper way."

After a pause, I said, "I'll call home this afternoon to ask about the change of address. We don't have that many customs where we're from. We'll just do as my aunt and uncle say and have the change of address done at the engagement banquet."

Chen Xuan: "You should ask your uncle and aunt first."

Ang Lee: "Mmm, eat up."

After the meal, the two of them got busy with their own things.

Ang Lee continued playing his music, while Chen Xuan practiced her painting exhibition in the dressing room.

As for why Teacher Xiaomi was practicing the flute in the dressing room...

This is unknown.

It's possible that the walk-in closet has good soundproofing, which can prevent the two people from disturbing each other.

Dingzi personally delivered lunch to the couple's door at 11:30.

All three dishes and one soup were made by Lao Che himself.

Last night, Ang Lee refused, but now it seems that this lightly flavored lunch not only made him feel comfortable, but also saved him a lot of time.

After finishing dinner at 12:30, Li An set an alarm and went to bed to catch up on sleep.

You don't need to sleep for long, an hour and a half is enough.

Teacher Xiaomi took the time to take a shower.

The alarm rang at two o'clock. Ang Lee got up, took a shower, and then checked the items he would bring to the concert that night with Teacher Xiaomi.

After confirming that everything was in order, the two prepared to go downstairs to the concert hall.

"You drive, I'll call my dad and ask."

"Uh-huh."

The question of whether to hold the tea ceremony and the formal address ceremony on the way to the wedding or the engagement day was not discussed much between Ang Lee and his son.

When Ang Lee asked, Old Lee said he would just follow Chen Xuan's family's arrangements, saying that there were no particular rules in the family.

As for how to prepare the red envelope for changing one's address and how much to give, Lao Li asked Li An to confirm it beforehand and let him know.

Compared to that question, Lao Li was more concerned about what gifts to bring to Chen Xuan's family.

The gifts for proposing marriage are for proposing marriage, the gifts for betrothal are for betrothal, and the gifts for a formal visit are for a formal visit.

Old Li's attitude was very clear, so much so that even Chen Xuan had to chime in.

"No need, Uncle! You don't need to bring any gifts!"

But obviously, it was no use for Chen Xuan to say all this. Old Li and An Ma had already prepared several gifts, and now the only thing left to buy was a gift for Chen Xuan's maternal grandmother.

Li An pondered for a moment, "Dad, how about we buy Grandma a sheepskin vest? She can wear it when we go to Yucheng at the end of the year to keep warm, and she can also wear it at home to stay warm."

It has to be Teacher Li; one suggestion from her brought silence to both ends of the phone.

Old Li thought to himself, "Why didn't I think of that?"
Chen Xuan thought to herself that her grandmother would definitely love this thoughtful gift!

Before hanging up the phone, Lao Li gave Chen Xuan a task.

"Xiaoxuan, could you please help me find out what size top Grandma wears?"

"Don't worry, Uncle! Thank you, Uncle and Auntie!"

Ang Lee could almost picture the smile on his father's face as he held the phone.

Then Old Li chuckled and said, "No need to thank me, we'll be family soon. Alright, that's enough, you guys get on with your work."

Chen Xuan: "Okay! I'll post his performance video in the group tomorrow after he finishes his performance tonight."

Old Li: "It's fine whether you send it or not. If you have time, send it and see. If you don't have time, then forget it."

Li An chimed in, "Alright, Dad, we'll talk when you get back. Just call me as soon as anything happens. I'll send you Grandma's measurements in a bit."

After hanging up with Lao Li, Li An picked up Chen Xuan's phone and found his mother-in-law's WeChat.

Five minutes later, he successfully obtained Chen Xuan's grandmother's upper body size.

"Oh, you're too kind, Uncle and Aunt."

"Hey, we'll be family soon, there's no need to be so polite."

"Will you be able to call my parents 'Dad' and 'Mom' then?"

"There shouldn't be any problems, right? You might feel a little uncomfortable at first, but you'll probably get used to it after a while."

"I think so too."

The concert was scheduled to start at 7:30, giving Ang Lee nearly four hours to prepare. After arriving at the concert hall, he met with Fang Yongbo, who told him that a short interview would be arranged for him at 3:30, right on stage.

Ang Lee then warmed up on stage, and the response from the entire hall was quite good to him.

Half an hour later, Xiang Nan arrived at Furong Hall with a female reporter.

"Hello, Professor Li An."

"Hello."

After a few simple pleasantries, the female reporter took out an interview transcript.

"Teacher Li, please take a look."

"Thank you."

Ang Lee took it and flipped through it. There weren't many questions, and the answers were readily available.

Fang Yongbo had already explained to him that it was just an interview for post-production editing of a promotional video.

moment.

Is there anything I can do to cooperate?

Xiang Nan laughed and said, "Then we must act like masters."

The female reporter smiled and said, "Thank you for your help."

Ang Lee thought to himself, what's so troublesome about this? He might not be good at pretending to be something else, but pretending to be a master is his forte.

He nodded and asked, "Can we begin?"

Female reporter: "Once you're ready, we can begin."

Ang Lee returned the interview transcript to the female reporter, and the interview officially began.

Facing the camera, the female reporter asked her first question.

“Professor Li An, this is your second time participating in the Chengdu Summer Music Festival. It’s been a year since you last stood on the stage of the Chengdu Concert Hall. What are your feelings at this moment?”

Ang Lee nodded slightly, his gaze first sweeping over the audience below the stage, then looking at the soundboard suspended in the dome, before a gentle smile appeared on his lips.

The female reporter and cameraman were stunned by the change in his expression and movements that lasted less than three seconds.

The expressions and gestures he conveys in front of the camera are absolutely amazing.

"It feels very familiar to be here again."

“When I first stood on this stage last year, I was still exploring the acoustic characteristics of this concert hall and figuring out how the audience would perceive the rhythm of Romantic music.”

"Standing here today, the stage beneath my feet, the acoustic panel above my head, and even the humidity in the air all feel familiar and reassuring."

"The Chengdu Summer Music Festival is a stage with a lot of warmth. It is not only a place for musicians to showcase their skills, but also a bridge that connects music from different cultural backgrounds, as well as the hearts of musicians and audiences."

"I hope to return to this stage with more diverse works in the future."

"Not just Mozart, but Rachmaninoff."

"Perhaps next time I will try to incorporate elements of Eastern classical music into the performance of Western concertos."

"Let's see what kind of sparks can be ignited by the collision of two completely different musical languages."

"I also hope to take advantage of the Chengdu Summer Festival platform to let more people feel that classical music is not an art that is kept on a high shelf."

"It can be very close to life, and at some moment, it can touch the softest part of our hearts."

As Ang Lee finished speaking, the stage lights shone even brighter.

The rustling sounds of musicians could be heard from below the stage, while the soft sounds of staff adjusting the sound system could be heard from the side of the stage.

Finally, after shaking hands with the reporters, Ang Lee bowed slightly, then turned and walked towards Steinway in the center of the stage.

In the blink of an eye, one musician after another took their instruments and walked onto the stage.

There is one and a half hours before the official performance.

As the audience began to arrive, the final run-through of the stage began.

at the same time.

Rongcheng Concert Hall Metro Station.

As Marco appeared at Exit B, the first support team for Piano Classroom No. 4 was assembled.

Ah Liu: "Senior sister has arrived at the parking lot."

Wang Xiaohu: "gogogogo!"

Marco: "Tiger, you smell so good today."

Xiao Bei: "Hahahaha! How about that! Can't you tell it's perfume just by smelling it!"

Wang Xiaohu: "."