The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 14 Oh ho, it’s over!
In addition to taking classes these days, Chen Qiu has been organizing some content about Beethoven's Fifth Symphony in the small theater at his home.

For him, Beethoven's Fifth Symphony was not difficult.

To be precise, for many conductors, Beethoven's Fifth Symphony is actually not particularly difficult.

But correspondingly, Beethoven's Fifth Symphony has a very serious problem for many conductors, that is, there are too many good versions.

In other words, Bei Wudu has been pushed to the limit by previous people's records.

Even known as the strongest version, there are several different versions of the Penguin three-star Bei Wu with flowers.

As a conductor, how to play the bass five in your own style and with your own characteristics is a very, very serious issue.

A conductor is not just a person who beats time on the stage and leads the orchestra forward together.

Conducting is a very serious and comprehensive profession.

In addition to controlling the band to complete the necessary content of the music, you also need to add your own understanding of the music to it.

It’s not that you have to play the right music.

But your music must have a basic logic that can justify itself.

And be able to convince everyone with this logic.

This is the most important thing.

Therefore, what Chen Qiu is doing now is to find his own content in music and prepare for the band in the future.

Chen Qiu flipped through the books in his hand, looking at some documents about Beethoven, to supplement his knowledge of Beethoven.

At the same time, he also opened up other orchestras' interpretations of Bayou, allowing himself to become their conductor, trying to drive the orchestra forward, in order to verify his understanding of Bayou.

His own small theater gave Chen Qiu great convenience.

Standing in the middle of the stage, recordings of other bands were playing, and the feeling came up instantly.

Apart from the lack of crowds throughout the concert hall, everything else was perfect.

but……

When the music dissipated, Chen Qiu couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the empty orchestra in his home.

When will the orchestra be established?

When will the stage be filled with audiences?
Chen Qiu shook his head, put the score full of marks into his schoolbag, closed the main gate of the theater, groped for the direction in the dark, and pushed the door open.

Today was the day he had discussed with the teachers in the command department.

The meeting day of the second group.

To be precise, it was the day when Chen Qiu and his band members met.

The band's roster has been distributed a few days ago, and the teachers at the school have also announced the band's first piece for the students to prepare.

So, if everything goes well, after the first meeting, after getting to know each other, we can start rehearsing directly.

If everything goes smoothly, maybe they can go on stage to perform directly after the first rehearsal!

Of course, this is just Chen Qiu's own fantasy. He certainly knows how difficult it is to go on stage in just one rehearsal.

Basically, the orchestras that can do this are very high-ranking orchestras in the world. Basically, the people in the orchestra are professors from various music academies and schools, frequent participants in music competitions, and world-renowned musicians.

So Chen Qiu just thought about it.

That's it.

After all, people always have to daydream.

If a person has no dreams, what is the difference between him and a salted fish?
Chen Qiu happily carried his schoolbag and arrived at the designated place.

Therefore, it was their first meeting. No matter how much Professor Li gave Chen Qiu the green light, it would be hard for him to get all these people into his home.

So the first meeting was scheduled in a large rehearsal room in the school.

This place is smaller than the previous concert hall, and is usually used for chamber music concerts.

Except for the large stage in front, there are only about five or six rows of seats, which can accommodate about 100 people.

The wall structure is still the warm yellow solid wood of a modern concert hall combined with sound-absorbing materials to create a small rehearsal hall.

When Chen Qiu came to the entrance of the orchestra and walked in from the main entrance, there were already many people busy on the stage.

Some people are helping the percussionists organize their instruments, some are tuning them, and some have already started practicing directly. Professor Li was already in the concert hall at this moment, saw Chen Qiu, and nodded slightly.

"coming?"

"Well, just arrived."

Um... practice?
Chen Qiu frowned slightly and said directly.

"The one sitting in the middle of the third row of the second violin section, please re-tune your tune. It's not accurate and is a little too high."

"what?"

The student who was practicing was stunned and looked at Chen Qiu walking in from the door. He always felt as if he saw his professional teacher.

His body couldn't help but tremble, and he stood up habitually, holding the violin in his hand at a loss.

Looking at the eyes of the people around him, he felt like a thorn in his back, and pointed at himself with the bow in confusion.

"Uh... me?"

"Yes, it's you, oboe... The oboe isn't here, so you can tune it yourself with a tuner. Everyone, please pay attention. Use 440hz sound, not 442. We have a small space and don't need such a bright sound."

Chen Qiu nodded and shouted out a lot of instructions habitually.

Unfortunately, when he saw the dazed violin, who obviously couldn't keep up with his rhythm, he couldn't help but sighed helplessly and spoke again.

"Do you still have any questions?"

"No, not anymore, I know, I'll start retuning it right now."

The violinist suddenly woke up and nodded immediately.

He sat down again, took out the tuner from his pocket, and calibrated the sound of his strings.

Chen Qiu shook his head slightly, looked at Professor Li, and said.

"Professor Li, why are you here?"

"After all, this is the plan of our command system. Come and take a look. Since you are here, I will leave."

Professor Li raised his arm, glanced at the time, and nodded to Chen Qiu.

"See you later, I hope I can hear a good Bei Wu next time we meet."

"I try my best?"

"Don't do your best, but do it for sure."

Professor Li patted Chen Qiu on the shoulder and left without saying anything.

Chen Qiu looked at Professor Li's back and said nothing.

He walked to the seat at the front of the stage, put his things aside, took out the sheet music, flipped through it casually, and waited for everyone to finish packing.

Those around him were busy with their work while looking at Chen Qiu with curiosity.

They all know Chen Qiu. After all, Chen Qiu is the boss of the command department. His reputation as having a better ear than the school teachers is very popular in the school. Even if he is not from the command department, everyone knows this influential figure in the command department.

However, none of them had ever communicated with Chen Qiu.

Although Chen Qiu and them were in the same school, they seemed to be in different worlds.

Therefore, they never expected that they would actually meet Chen Qiu in the Second Band, a band that seemed to have been abandoned by the school at birth.

They looked at Chen Qiu with particularly curious eyes, but no one dared to come forward and talk to him.

Time passed quickly, and the orchestra, which was still slightly empty, gradually became full.

The oboe, which had not been seen before, also came to the stage at this time to prepare.

The percussionist in flashy clothes didn't know what he was listening to, beating the rhythm with his head.

A violinist with a dejected face sat down in the first position without saying a word, lowering his head as if falling asleep.

There are some other slightly weird people in the distance.

Chen Qiu looked at this group of people and listened to the sounds of their practice, and his heart sank.

　I save a chapter a day. I hope I can save 5-6 words before putting it on the shelves, TAT, so that I can feel a little more relaxed after I put it on the shelves...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)