The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 136 "My Motherland and Me"

Two days later.

After being reminded by the band leader and manager, Chen Qiu took a taxi from his home early with his own sheet music and conductor's baton to the entrance of the Haicheng TV studio.

The studio of Haicheng Satellite TV is a bit remote. There is no subway nearby. Although the bus can be reached, it is very slow and there are few buses. After Chen Qiu struggled for a long time between taking a taxi and taking the bus, he still chose to take a taxi.

We arrived in front of the studio at about 8:40 in the morning.

A full twenty minutes ahead of schedule.

When he waited for the orchestra at the entrance of the studio, he thought that all the members of the orchestra might be late as usual today, but he did not expect that everyone in the orchestra would arrive earlier than him.

When Chen Qiu came to the door of the studio, the people in the orchestra were already busy there.

An ordinary Haicheng Express bus stopped in front of the studio, and the band members were busy dragging their instruments down from the studio.

It was obvious that the people in the band came with the band's car.

Chen Qiu looked at the band's car and was stunned. Then he looked at the manager who was also busy packing the instruments. He couldn't help but took a few steps forward and said to the manager.

"Manager, good morning!"

The manager was holding some ethnic percussion instruments there. When he heard Chen Qiu's voice, he couldn't help but be startled. He turned to look at Chen Qiu and said in surprise.

"Chen Qiu? Are you here? It just so happens that the chief has just entered the studio and is talking to the director. Please help me move the percussion equipment here. There are a lot of things and they are a bit heavy. I can't move them alone. .”

"Oh, okay!"

Chen Qiu nodded, stretched out his hand to help the manager take a big cymbal from his hand, carrying two small cymbals along with him, and then followed the manager towards the studio.

As the two walked towards the studio, Chen Qiu looked at the bus behind them with curiosity and couldn't help but ask the manager.

"By the way, is this bus... the orchestra's car?"

"how is this possible?"

The manager immediately laughed and denied Chen Qiu.

"How can there be a bus in the orchestra? Where do we get the money? In the past, when our orchestra was still relatively strong, we might be given a bus to use. Now that our old conductor has left, the orchestra has plummeted, and the subsidies above have also disappeared. It is declining. Basically all the money every month is spent on staff salaries. Where can we get the money to maintain the buses? We will not discuss the fuel costs of the buses. The bus drivers also need to pay! "

Chen Qiu was a little surprised and couldn't help but ask casually: "Isn't the orchestra's finances... particularly optimistic?"

"Um……"

The manager was a little silent. He glanced at the people around him and found that no one was looking at them. Then he sighed and nodded slightly.

"It's true. The monthly personnel expenses of the Guangguang Light Orchestra are already hundreds of thousands, nearly one million, not to mention various hardware losses and operating expenses. In addition, our current effect on takeaway tickets is not that good. Okay, so to a large extent, our band relies on sponsorships and grants, and a net loss of hundreds of thousands every month... is not a particularly good way to develop."

"A loss of hundreds of thousands a month..."

Chen Qiu pondered slightly.

The manager seemed to notice that Chen Qiu came to ask him the reason for the bus, so he immediately asked with a smile.

"Oh, by the way, after the recording is over, do you want to follow our car back to the city?"

"Huh? Is that okay?" Chen Qiu was stunned and couldn't help but asked curiously: "The seats should be almost full when you guys came today, right?"

"That's what I said, but the main reason for renting a bus today is because the band members are addicted to being late, so the bus brought them all together to prevent them from being late. When we go back, Just let them go back wherever they want, there will be a lot of empty seats when they come back, you can just find a seat and sit down."

As they talked, the two of them arrived at the door of the studio.

When they were delivering the percussion equipment to the orchestra pit, they happened to see the chief conductor talking to the director.

Chen Qiu did not come forward to interrupt, but stood in front of the orchestra pit and looked at the stage.

This is a very classic opera stage decoration.

In front of the stage is the orchestra pit, where the orchestra performs and the singers are on the stage.

Chen Qiu looked around and found that there was not much acoustic design in this studio. At most, there would be no particularly serious echoes in this place, but that was the extent of it.

However, the overall decoration of this stage is still good.

It seems that the atmosphere of the Spring Festival is still so strong.

But after all, it is the recording site of the local station's Spring Festival Gala. If the Spring Festival atmosphere in this place is not strong, then there will be no place where it is strong.

At this moment, some people in the orchestra were already standing in the orchestra pit and starting to prepare their instruments. Chen Qiu glanced at them, gave them a friendly smile, and then turned around and walked towards the first position on the stage.

The chief had stopped discussing with the director just after Chen Qiu came in.

He looked at Chen Qiu, who was walking towards them, with a slight smile on his face.

He took two steps forward, and when Chen Qiu walked in front of them, before Chen Qiu could speak, he directly stretched out his hand to Chen Qiu, looked at the director and introduced him.

"Let me introduce to you, this is the new conductor of our orchestra this year, conductor Chen Qiu."

"Commander Chen Qiu? I have admired him for a long time!"

Although I may have never heard of Chen Qiu's name, and I feel that Chen Qiu is too young and does not look like someone who has the ability to conduct such a large orchestra.

But the director listened to some of the orchestra's recording last night and the chief's introduction to Chen Qiu. He still reached out and held Chen Qiu's hands without any worries, and said with a smile.

"It is true that a hero comes from a young age! I see that conductor Chen Qiu is so young, but he is already a champion conductor with countless conducting experience and dominates the country. He is amazing!"

Have tons of command experience?

You don’t mean to rehearse for the student orchestra, do you?

And this champion conductor who rules the country?
Could it be that he was referring to winning the national competition on his own?

Uh……

Is the National College Student Art Competition such a high status?

Chen Qiu looked at the director in front of him and didn't react for a moment.

But looking at the smiling chief next to him, he could probably guess that this should be the gold put on his face by the commander.

To put it simply, it means beautifying your resume.

Therefore, Chen Qiu smiled at the director without any hesitation.

"Thank you for the compliment, thank you for the compliment. A small achievement is nothing, but you are amazing. When the concertmaster of our band was preparing to come here, he kept praising you and saying that you are very professional! Rehearsing for this kind of party is easy!" "

"Huh? Hahaha, is that right? It's a bit surprising, but like you said, it's just a small achievement, nothing like it."

They both laughed at the same time.

It was obvious that Chen Qiu did not know the director, and the director also did not expect Chen Qiu to be particularly familiar with him.

Therefore, the two of them were just a little polite, and after giving each other a face, the director took out a notepad from his pocket and said to Chen Qiudi.

"You should know all the music that will be played today, right?"

"Well, it's all clear."

Chen Qiu smiled and nodded.

He also took out the music to be played today from his school bag, then looked at the chief and the director, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"But...are you sure it's him who I want to accompany the orchestra?"

"Of course!"

The director laughed.

However, before he finished speaking, a slightly loud voice came from the door of the house.

"Haha, you are all here, it seems that I am late today!"

No, this sound cannot actually be said to be grand. The most accurate thing to say is that it is clear and clean.

There is no trace of impurity in the sound.

It may sound loud, but if you really listen, you will find that its volume is actually not that loud.

You feel loud, more because of the particularly obvious tremor in the air.

The three of them looked towards the door at the same time. A tall and artistic man stood at the door.

When the three of them turned their attention, a sunny smile immediately appeared on their faces, and they opened their eyes slightly and walked towards them.

He smiled as he walked.

"Sorry, I guess I'm not late today?"

"No, Liao Yuan, not only are you not late, you are also a long time early!"

The director immediately smiled and said.

Compared with the tone when he spoke to the chief and Chen Qiu before, his tone at this time couldn't help but be a little more excited.

Chen Qiu didn't speak. He just looked at the middle-aged man behind him who always had a smile in his eyes. Then he took a long breath and nodded with the same smile at the visitor.

"Liao Yuan."

Liao Yong, Dean of Haicheng Conservatory of Music.

The principal is not yet the vice-president. Unlike many schools where students only know their own department, almost everyone here at Haicheng Conservatory of Music knows that there is such a dean in their college.

Not only that, almost no one in the entire school had any dissatisfaction with Dean Liao.

It has nothing to do with the official position of the dean, but only with his identity.

After all, he is Liao Yong.

Asia's first baritone.

If you are just talking about art appreciation ability or basic music skills, you don’t care about messy things like influence.

Liao Yong is qualified to serve as the dean of Haicheng Conservatory of Music.

He is not a popular star, he is just a truly powerful singer and the most top-notch national team member.

Chen Qiu admired Liao Yong very much.

Liao Yong is very strong, very strong.

It's the kind of power that you can understand as long as you know a little bit about music.

Coupled with his unique personal charm.

Even though he came over and just smiled and said hello to everyone, everyone present was excited.

only……

Liao Yong was not familiar with Chen Qiu.

After all, he has a lot to do, and the management of the school is not that strict. In addition, the orchestral music part has nothing to do with him.

At most, he knew that there was a person like Chen Qiu who led the school to win the national college student competition championship.

As for what Chen Qiu looks like and what his personality is, he is not sure.

Therefore, he just glanced at Chen Qiu with a slight curiosity, nodded to Chen Qiu in a friendly manner, and then asked the chief next to him.

"Chief Wu, long time no see. By the way, this is..."

"This is the new conductor of our orchestra, Chen Qiu."

The chief introduced to Dean Liao.

He was very mean and only introduced Chen Qiu's basic information, but did not say how old Chen Qiu is now or where he studies.

Therefore, Liao Yong did not take it seriously.

He just felt that the name Chen Qiu was a bit familiar. He might have heard it somewhere, so he casually threw it aside and smiled at Chen Qiu.

"Yes, yes, heroes emerge from youth, so I'll leave it to you for my ensemble today. Chen Qiu will conduct...huh? Wait? Chen Qiu? This name..."

The idea he had just thrown away was picked up again by Liao Yong.

For some reason, Liao Yong suddenly felt a little familiar again.

I always feel like this name is weird.

It seems like someone has mentioned this name to me recently?

But when exactly it was, and what the name was for, he couldn't remember clearly.

After all, he is now the dean and has countless things to focus on every day.

Maybe I paid a little attention to it when I didn't notice it?
Liao Yong couldn't help but think of this.

"Huh? Dean Liao, what happened to my name?" Chen Qiu looked at Liao Yong in confusion and asked curiously, "Is there any problem?"

He thought for a long time, but in the end he didn't think any further.

He just slightly adjusted his clothes and hairstyle, smiled and shook his head at Chen Qiu.

"No, there's no problem. It's just that I haven't had a good rest recently and my thoughts are a bit confused. So, I'll go to the stage first. We'll go through the rehearsal later. What do you think? Conductor Chen Qiu?"

"Sure, no problem."

"Okay, see you later. Let's rehearse the first piece first. Which one do you think is better, "Rivers Eternally Flow" or "My Motherland and Me"?"

""My Motherland and Me" is a bit simpler. It's our first collaboration."

"it is good!"

After the two quickly confirmed each other's opinions, Liao Yong walked backstage to put on makeup.

Compared with people like Chen Qiu who squat in the orchestra pit, musicians like Liao Yong need to show their faces, so they naturally need to put on makeup.

While Liao Yong was putting on makeup, Chen Qiu also led the orchestra for final confirmation before the performance.

The chief followed Chen Qiu back to their positions and began to tune.

Then everyone turned the music score to "My Motherland and Me", listened to Chen Qiu explain the key points, and made partial adjustments to some details.

Everyone adjusted for a long time, and it was almost half past nine before Liao Yong walked out from the backstage.

He walked around the stage with the director several times, and after confirming the order of his entrance and exit, he looked at Chen Qiu in the orchestra pit, nodded to him, and said with a smile.

"Because this is our first time working together, I will treat it as a practice first. I simply use la la la instead. Is that okay? Conductor Chen Qiu? If you think I can sing the lyrics better, I can also sing the lyrics. !”

Chen Qiu nodded and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, Liao Yuan, it's up to you."

"Okay, all departments are ready!"

The director sitting in the audience waited for Chen Qiu and Liao Yong to finish chatting, then he stretched out his hand and clapped his hands.

"start!"

No one in the orchestra made any movement. They looked at Chen Qiu, waiting for Chen Qiu's order.

Chen Qiu, on the other hand, bent down slightly, reached out and grabbed it in the air, as if grabbing the thread of music, and gave a soothing pre-beat.

At this tempo, the sound of wind instruments sounded, playing the main melody of "My Motherland and Me".

This is a beginning, a retelling of the main melody part.

After the retelling is over, the singer comes in.

Therefore, this beginning is important.

Especially look at the conductor’s control of the overall mood of the music.

If he controls it well and can create a particularly beautiful mood in the music, then it will be a perfect beginning.

If you don't control it well, you'll just play the beginning very simply, with no emotion, no expression, nothing.

Then there is nothing to say.

But Chen Qiu is Chen Qiu after all.

And the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra is indeed Haicheng Radio.

After so many days of devilish training, they were able to clearly follow Chen Qiu's gestures and grasp the key points of the music.

Under Chen Qiu's guidance, the lingering and gentle emotions were slowly pulled out.

This is cuddling, this is love.

Chen Qiu used these lingering emotions like spider threads to weave a web, slowly surrounding everyone present and letting them indulge in it.

Gentle, with a touch of sadness.

At this moment, Liao Yong stood behind where no one could see him. Listening to the music and emotions coming from his ears, he couldn't help but be stunned.

and many more?

Is this "My Motherland and Me"?
Pooh!
What could this be if it wasn't "My Motherland and Me"?
The question is, how can this prelude to the opening set off the mood so well?
Dean Liao Yong couldn't help but lower his head slightly, stretched out his hand to touch his chest, feeling the beating in his heart, and felt a little hesitant for a moment.

He originally thought that the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra, led by young people, would come in through connections this year.

After all, the matter of Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra is basically known to everyone in the circle.

But he never thought of it.

Such an old band, led purely by young people and gradually declining, can actually express this music so well.

His original idea of ​​using a simple "la" to express music has completely died out.

Listening to the symphony accompaniment in his ears, Liao Yong was slightly silent, then took a step forward, looked forward with great affection, and sang slowly.

"My motherland and I..."

There is no use, there is no simple formality.

As a singer.

In the first rehearsal, he showed his strength.

(End of this chapter)