Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1418, Section 638: The Dangerous Girl Makes Her Debut!

The door lock clicked.

On the sofa, Tang Xiaoxing, who was holding Xiaobai, suddenly looked up, her eyes lighting up.

She didn't exactly tumble and fall off the sofa; she didn't even have time to put on slippers before rushing barefoot straight to the entrance.

"Arlene!"

The car, which was about to bend down to untie its shoelaces, was startled.

Tang Xiaoxing leaned closer, his nose almost touching her cheek, his eyes full of gossip.

"So, so, what did the captain say today? You guys..."

Although the second half of the sentence was left unsaid, the subtle expectation in his eyes could not be hidden.

"I took a walk around my elementary school."

Xiao Che straightened his shoes and said in a calm tone, "I had a simple dinner tonight."

He paused, then added, "Oh, right, I also played a four-hand piano piece on the piano in the mall lobby."

"Ah~" Tang Xiaoxing slumped her shoulders, looking somewhat disappointed. "I thought you guys were going to go to a movie screening or something today."

Xiao Che shrugged, picked up his backpack, and walked into the living room.

The backpack was heavy, stuffed with all sorts of food and a brand-new black fountain pen.

Wang Xiaohu gave it to her personally this afternoon, hoping that she could use this pen to make notes on the sheet music in the future.

He took out the duck neck and cake from his bag and placed them on the coffee table. Xiao Che plopped down, unscrewed his water cup, took a sip, and slowly swallowed.

"Don't you want to eat something?" she asked.

Tang Xiaoxing shook her head. More than the delicious food, she was concerned about the car's current state, which seemed rather strange.

A moment later. "Are you two angry?"

"Why are you angry?" Xiao Che laughed. "Don't overthink it, we're both quite happy today."

Tang Xiaoxing moved forward slightly and asked softly, "Then aren't you feeling bad?"

Xiao Che: "There's a little bit, I guess."

Tang Xiaoxing: "Sigh, the captain must be feeling terrible too."

Xiao Che: "He's suffering much more than I am."

After a moment, she said, "Then why don't you let him go to Yanjing with you this time? He definitely wants to see this concert."

Xiao Che: "I didn't stop him from going; it was his own decision not to go."

Tang Xiaoxing: "Huh~?"
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2201.

Only one floor lamp was on in the living room, making the light dim.

Teacher Xiaomi was taking a shower when Ang Lee came out of the kitchen, carrying a half-full glass of warm water.

Just then, the cell phone on the coffee table started buzzing. He went over and picked it up; it was Wang Xiaohu.

"Hey?"

"Teacher," Wang Xiaohu's voice sounded a little muffled, "I'm back."

"What's wrong?" Li An went to the window and pulled back the curtains. "You seem down."

"No." Wang Xiaohu immediately moved his lips, then paused, "I had a pretty good day."

Li An increasingly sensed that Wang Xiaohu's tone was off. "What's wrong?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the phone.

"Teacher," Wang Xiaohu's voice came again, "Do you think she'll be unhappy if I don't go to Yanjing to see Alin's performance?"

Ang Lee: No.

Wang Xiaohu: "That's good. I just feel that I should restrain myself from now on."

Ang Lee: "You did the right thing. You should spend more time with your grandparents these next few days."

Wang Xiaohu: "Mm."

Ang Lee suddenly chuckled: "Are you trying to ask me if she wants you to go?"

There was a moment of silence on the phone, then another "Mm" came through.

Ang Lee: "She definitely hopes so, but at the same time, she also hopes she can restrain herself a little, so you're all the same." Hearing this, Wang Xiaohu finally felt relieved and much more relaxed.

He actually understood, but he just wanted to hear what the teacher had to say.

Wang Xiaohu: "Congratulations, teacher."

Li Anle: "Thank you, your teacher. I'm really happy today. Okay, if there's nothing else, you should go to sleep early. Go to your grandma's house early tomorrow."

Wang Xiaohu: "Okay, goodnight, teacher. I won't see you off tomorrow morning."

Ang Lee: "Don't worry, goodnight."
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The car opened its eyes precisely at eight o'clock the next morning.

The curtains were gray and gloomy.

After lingering in bed for a moment, she got up and got out of bed.

Last night, I had already packed my performance bags, but I still unpacked them and checked them one last time.

Sheet music, performance costumes, sheet music, and a black fountain pen in the hidden compartment.

He lightly brushed his fingertips across the pen, then closed the suitcase.

Tang Xiaoxing rubbed her sleepy eyes as she walked out of the room, her hair a mess: "Are we leaving now?"

"My flight is at 11 o'clock. My teacher told me to wake up and go straight up to him."

The car picked up the suitcase and stood by the door. "Go back to sleep."

"I'm not sleeping anymore." Tang Xiaoxing stepped forward and hugged her arm, her voice still soft and sleepy, "Go for it!"

The car bared its teeth: "Go for it!"
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At 9:15, the teacher and student headed to the airport.

On the way, Teacher Xiaomi seemed to keep giving endless instructions.

Strangely enough, after receiving the marriage certificate yesterday, Teacher Xiaomi's mindset underwent some subtle changes today.

It's probably like a worried old mother constantly nagging.

"In short, safety must be the top priority."

"Yes, don't worry, Master's wife! You and Xiaoxing can go out for rice noodles tonight!"

"Great idea!" Teacher Xiaomi chuckled and stepped on the gas.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Li An was texting Yang Shuangyu and Li Zheng, who were about to return to Chengdu.

High school students have started school, and a new batch of college students should be enrolling soon.
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At 11:05, the flight bound for Daxing Airport took off on time.

The car was parked by the porthole, looking down at the ground. The buildings and trees kept shrinking in her eyes, eventually blending into a blurry patch of color.

Her eyes were fixed intently, and her mind raced through the score.

The first movement begins.
The entry point for piano to connect with string instruments
The breath control in the slow movement of the second movement.
After days of intense practice, her fingers had long since memorized all the keys, but as the official rehearsal approached, she still felt a slight tension in her heart.

It wasn't stage fright, but more like a taut string ready to be played.

Two hours later, the flight landed in Yanjing.

The autumn atmosphere was more intense than in Chengdu. The wind was light, but it was enough to stir up fallen leaves along the road.

Hou Zhentao was in charge of picking them up at the airport, and the three of them chatted all the way to the Yenching Concert Hall.

Today's conductor is Mr. Xie Qianzheng, the honorary director of this music festival.

The old man only performed once, at the opening ceremony on the evening of the 6th.

As the first program of the opening ceremony, Bach's Piano Concerto in G minor, if it were six months ago, who would have thought that the final piano soloist would be a fourteen-year-old girl from Chengdu?
No one dared to openly question Mr. Xie's decision, but some members of the National Symphony Orchestra did not approve of the girl named Che Lin.

Accustomed to tradition and stability, they dislike collaborating with soloists who occasionally have a flash of inspiration.

After listening to Che Lin's performance in the Xiao Sai finals, they became even more certain that this short-haired girl absolutely did not understand what it meant to be well-behaved.

Now, this dangerous girl is walking onto the stage with a smile.

"Little Che!"

As the three teachers and students walked into the aisle of the audience, Grandpa Xie on the conductor's platform couldn't stop smiling.

"Thank you, Grandpa!"

But putting everything else aside, after a summer, the car seemed to have grown half a head taller.

She's starting to look more and more like a young woman.