Chapter 134 Garbage band?

In the next few days, everyone in the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra finally understood what a nightmare was.

It's been too long, really too long.

They had all forgotten how long it had been since they had worked hard and rehearsed like this.

The details in the music were stacked on Chen Qiu's fingers, making it difficult for them to believe that music could actually be done and expressed in this way.

Tired, weary, in pain.

Countless emotions piled up in everyone's hearts. They didn't know what they should say, and they even wanted to ask Chen Qiu not to be so strict.

They finally entered the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra, and finally stood out from countless orchestras and reached the top five in Haicheng.

Now they are basically in their forties or fifties on average, and there are even a lot of old men in their fifties or sixties in the band.

For example, the current leader of the orchestra is an old man in his sixties.

One thing to say, if it weren't for the expression in music now, they would really want to plead with Chen Qiu.

They are all at this age, and normally they should be ready to retire, but you did this to him?
They really can't stand it.

But when they felt that the music in their hands was getting better little by little, and the expressions in the music became more brilliant and clear, they finally fell silent.

Forget it, so be it.

Anyway, Chen Qiu is not their main conductor. Chen Qiu is here to lead the team and is just an acting conductor.

Therefore, they only need to work hard for about ten days and endure it for a while, and then it will be over.

No big deal.

In addition, the band is thriving and they can see the future of the band. Naturally, no one wants to take a break at this time.

Chen Qiu has also been in contact with the orchestra these days, and has a clearer understanding of the strength of the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra.

That is……

A retirement band composed of a group of big guys!
Perhaps this band was once a very powerful, top band that could attract many, many people.

However, due to the departure of their previous commander, the subsequent command did not meet their wishes. In addition, a series of things happened such as the new commander and the chief seizing power.

Many big guys in the band started to become fishy.

Basically, more than 70% of the people in this orchestra are from Haicheng Conservatory of Music.

No, to be precise, it should be someone from the National Conservatory of Music.

Many of them are big guys who came back from overseas. They have been living in Haicheng since they came back. With the development of the times and the establishment of Haicheng Radio and Television Station, they are the most powerful group of musicians in the entire Haicheng. , established the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra.

A long, long time ago, they could actually be regarded as one of the top bands in Haicheng. When they were at their strongest, they were probably in the top three, or even the top two.

You know, in the 1980s, they were selected by the country to study abroad in the form of music. You can only imagine how strong their level is.

It's just a pity...

Time is not forgiving.

Although their strength has not declined much in the past few years, generations of artists have emerged, and new generations of musicians have entered Haicheng from all over the world and formed the Haicheng Symphony Orchestra and Haicheng Philharmonic Orchestra. The rankings were adjusted again and again.

In the end, they broke up with Li Tian on bad terms, and the band finally reached the top six in Haicheng. *
But in the final analysis, they still had a brilliant life, and their recovering strength now proves this.

Their level of strength can definitely be called a professional band.

A very good professional band.

Although it dropped to sixth place, the difference can still be clearly heard when compared with the eighth Haiyin.

Among them, Wu Jianhai, the orchestra's leader, is the soul of the entire orchestra. Although he cannot keep up physically due to his age, his professional level is still excellent.

If we simply discuss music understanding, he is much better than Qin Xian.

After all, he is 40 years older than Qin Xian. This age cannot be in vain, right?
However, the gap between him and Qin Xian is actually not that big. Qin Xian's physical fitness is much better than that of the chief. Although his understanding of music is not as good as that of the chief, he can also use some more powerful interpretations to interpret it. This partially makes up for it.

Therefore, the gap between Qin Xian and the current chief is actually not particularly big.

The gap is even smaller between Zhao Xi and the second chief of Symphony Broadcasting.

The gap between these two people may be the smallest among the two bands. After all, it is normal for our middle horse to fight against the opponent's low horse.

As for everyone else…

Chen Qiu had nothing to say.

Basically, there is a huge gap between everyone and the people from Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra.

After all, many people in this orchestra can join Haiyin as teachers.

Although they may not be able to teach many students due to their age, they are definitely a group of people who are qualified to be teachers!

Ordinary students in Haiyin, especially those who often stay in school and rarely go out.

They are far from being qualified as teachers.

So no matter how you think about it, these students are not as good as this group of veterans from Shanghai City Broadcasting.

of course!

These are all within the scope of the student orchestra!
If there is someone other than the Haiyin Harmony Symphony Orchestra that can beat this, the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra is slowly waking up after Chen Qiu's hand.

That is Su Yue.

As a world champion, Su Yue already has a little sense of detachment.

Her level is already dominant among the younger generation, and she can be regarded as a reputable person in the entire clarinet music industry.

If she is included in the Haiyin Harmony Symphony Orchestra, then she is the only point where Haiyin Harmony can surpass Haicheng Radio.

It's just that Su Yue has not completely joined the Harmony Symphony Orchestra until now. She just sent a message to Chen Qiu before, saying that she would participate in the nine-school league with the orchestra.

That's it.

If Su Yue is not included, it is really difficult for Haiyin Harmony to catch up with Shanghai City Radio.

after all……

The students in Haiyin are still students after all.

Chen Qiu put down the baton in his hand, looked at the music score that he had turned to the last page, and couldn't help but sigh. He looked at the especially energetic orchestra leader next to him, nodded to him, and said.

"It's almost done. Let's get it to this place. There is basically nothing special that needs to be done in the rehearsal of the orchestra. The next step is to see the performance on the spot. Look back at me. I will lead the orchestra as much as possible. Go up one floor.”

“Very well done!”

Chief Wu Jianhai nodded to Chen Qiu with a smile and praised him.

There was no concealment in his tone that he was optimistic about Chen Qiu.

"In seven days, you only used seven days to transform our orchestra into a brand new one. Under your leadership, our music has become more interesting and the tension of the music has become stronger. If you add it Compared with us seven days ago, I believe it would be difficult for anyone to believe that these two works were actually written by the same person!"

"you flatter me."

Listening to the chief's praise, Chen Qiu smiled, scratched his head, and shook his head.

"Actually, the band has a good foundation. If I didn't have such a good foundation, no matter what I did, I wouldn't be able to express myself like I did today."

But if I give myself a better orchestra, I will definitely make the orchestra perform better, not like it is now.

Chen Qiu did not say this sentence, but just passed it through his mind for a while.

After all, he is not stupid, nor is he an idiot with basically zero emotional intelligence.

As the saying goes, face is mutual. If you give me face, I will definitely give you face.

The chief executive opposite praised me, but you went out of your way to hurt others...

That would be a bit much.

Faced with Chen Qiu's compliment, the chief readily accepted it.

But I also know what the band’s problems are.

Therefore, he just regarded Chen Qiu's praise as a compliment and had no other unnecessary thoughts. He felt that his orchestra was truly invincible.

He smiled at Chen Qiu, nodded, and said. "To be honest, it took seven days to make the music what it is now. In fact, it is more of the credit of Chen Qiu conducting you. Please don't continue to be polite to me, but I have one more thing to ask you, and Same as seven days ago, conductor Chen Qiu, are you satisfied with this set of works?"

"Ok!"

Chen Qiu looked into the chief's eyes, made eye contact with him, and nodded with great confirmation.

"I'm satisfied. I've made the band express themselves to their best. Here, they've basically reached their limit. It's hard to make the music more beautiful, so... I'm very satisfied!"

Although it sounded a bit disparaging to Haicheng Broadcasting, both of them knew that Chen Qiu's words did not mean this.

Therefore, the chief just smiled and nodded to Chen Qiu, and said softly: "Okay! Since the conductor Chen Qiu is satisfied, then I am also satisfied. I will contact Haicheng Satellite TV today to prepare for the recording of the program. If nothing else happens, the result should be available tomorrow! I will ask our manager to give you the news after I pass the application there."

"Well, okay, then I'll be waiting for news from you, Chief."

Chen Qiu put the baton in his hand into his schoolbag, lifted the schoolbag, swept the music scores on the music stand into the schoolbag, and then smiled at the chief conductor.

"So... see you at the show recording?"

"Well, I'll see you at the show recording... Commander Chen Qiu, is your home far away? How about I ask Xiao Liu to send you off?"

"No, no need, I can just walk back by myself."

"Sure, then Chen Qiu directs you to have a safe journey!"

"okay!"

After that, Chen Qiu waved goodbye from the chief, picked up his schoolbag and left the rehearsal venue, heading towards his home.

The chief looked at Chen Qiu's leaving figure and remained silent.

Not long after, the orchestra manager received a message from the concertmaster and trotted all the way to the rehearsal site.

He looked at the people who were packing their belongings and preparing to leave. While wiping sweat, he looked at the chief curiously and asked.

"What's going on? The rehearsal phase is over?"

"Well, it's over. Chen Qiu's conductor is very good, far beyond my expectations."

"It's really good. The task was completed in seven days. This progress and completion..."

The manager touched his chin, looked at the busy people, thought for a moment, and then spoke to the chief.

"Let's go. When I just received your message, I had already made an appointment with the person in charge of this year's Spring Festival Gala of Haicheng TV. He should still be at the studio now. When I sent a message to his assistant, he asked us to go directly to him. That’s fine with him.”

"Well, let's go and find the director. Ask for a time. The sooner the better."

The two of them packed up their things and prepared to walk towards the studio.

The chief suddenly thought of something. When he left, he returned to the backstage of the house. He found a tape recorder there, took out the tape inside, and put it on his body.

……

……

At this moment, in the studio of Haicheng Satellite TV.

A man who looked like a director stood in front of the stage, wearing a small vest on his back and shouting angrily with a walkie-talkie in his hand.

"Position! Position! How many times have I told you to stand at the marked point! Are you blind? Can't you see the marked point? How many times do you need to re-record? You can't stand such a simple position well. , how did you become celebrity idols?"

"Who! Can you walk? That step is climbed by one person. What the hell are you doing standing on the steps alone for so long? Is your leg lame or cramped? You can't even walk at this point. ? I think this level is not high!"

"Those people, didn't you say that you are celebrity idols? How come you can't even do the most basic thing of finding a camera! Did you know that you went outside the camera? You! Do you know?! Give it to me! I spoke!!!!"

click!
The walkie-talkie in the director's hand made a wailing sound, and the director's hand also showed a trace of veins.

Too tired, too annoyed, too headache.

I wonder if this group of actors, idols, and starlets are not very smart. They even have problems with the most basic moves.

Some people even bumped into the backup dancers.

Obviously, the route points have been taped to the ground. Just look at them and you will know where you should stand.

But this group of people just didn't look at it, and they didn't sit according to his arrangement.

Mental and mental exhaustion.

This is the reason why the Spring Festival Gala of local stations is different from that of the main station.

For the Spring Festival Gala on the main station, people choose programs from countless programs, while local stations more often make appointments with specific people.

This also leads to frequent stage mistakes.

That's what he sees now.

Just as he was about to say something more, his assistant ran over and gave him a low look.

It was obvious that something was coming to him.

Looking at the assistant and the cowering and bowing heads of the group of people in front of him, the anger in the director's heart became even stronger.

He slapped the walkie-talkie in his hand, and everyone on the stage waved angrily.

"Go, go, go down and take a rest. I'm looking at you, you guys! Think carefully about the positioning points I just mentioned. I don't want such low-level mistakes to happen next time. Positioning If you are not good at acting, how did you become an actor?"

After saying that, he glared hard at the group of people on the stage, then turned around and followed his assistant towards his lounge.

As he walked, he asked angrily.

"What's wrong? What happened again? Why are you in such a hurry to find me? Damn it, tell me, is it that idol?"

"No, it's not idol..."

Listening to his director's no-nonsense character, the assistant was obviously a little helpless. He pulled the director towards the room and whispered.

"It was a symphony broadcast. They called us and asked for video recording time."

"Hey! Why don't you just find the dad who is the idol sponsor from any other company?"

The director directly uttered a curse word.

The anger from those idols erupted again immediately following the assistant's words.

He banged his desk hard and cursed angrily.

"Fuck, how many times? You tell me how many times? As my own orchestra, I have used them to accompany the Spring Festival Gala every time before, and then what? Then how do these hanging people repay me? Each year is better than the last. The performance is poor, the car accident scene is getting worse every time! Fuck, are you kidding me? What the hell is the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra? If I were the leader of the unit, I would directly put the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra from top to bottom I’ll masturbate my lower body again! Get out of here, all those people!”

Having said this, he seemed to be still angry, snorted coldly and said mockingly.

"Oh, by the way, it's just that they are getting worse year by year. Recently I heard that they fell out of the top five in Haicheng and fell to the sixth position. Haha, a band ranked sixth in Haicheng, Why do they have the nerve to come to us? Why do they have the shame? Don’t they feel ashamed?

That’s it, I’ll leave it at that!
Even if I use a tape recorder to play the accompaniment and match it with a better speaker, believe it or not, what we can do is ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times better than the old men and women in the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra! Even ten thousand times! "

Listening to the director's angry slap on the table, the assistant sighed helplessly. After the director's anger calmed down a little, he reached out and poured him a cup of tea and asked with a sneer.

"Ahem, then... I'll give them a message, send them a reply, and tell them not to come over?"

The director, who was just about to drink water, couldn't help but be startled when he heard these words, frowned and said: "Tell them not to come over? What do you mean?"

His slightly relaxed body became tense again, and he asked his assistant.

"You asked them to come over?"

"Uh... yes, after all, they have to come to every session before, so when their manager came to me and asked for a time, I just said that you are at the studio now and asked them to come directly."

"Damn! The problem of a group of idols over there hasn't been solved yet, and here comes a group of old men and women who support the elderly. No, are you really my assistant? Aren't you really sent here by God to punish me?"

The director stood up and looked at his assistant. The anxiety and anger in his heart made him want to slap him against the wall.

But thinking about hitting someone and breaking the law, he could only hold back his inner depression and spoke impatiently.

"Forget it, let them come when they come. You can entertain them well later. Mad, a rubbish band ranked sixth, plays rubbish works, and actually has to be put on the Spring Festival Gala. They really regard the local station's Spring Festival Gala as a Just put it in the trash can. If the effect is not good later, I will have to take the blame. Damn it..."

He spat around the room and released his inner emotions.

The chief executive and manager stood stiffly outside the door.

 In reality, the Shanghai Radio Symphony Orchestra and the Shanghai Film Orchestra eventually merged to form the Shanghai Philharmonic Orchestra. Only the names are borrowed in this book, and most of their backgrounds are fictitious. In order to make the drama different from reality, please do not believe it completely.

  Also...why am I asking for TJ out of nowhere in your mouth?
  
 
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