The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 25 Where are you?

The sound of music in the concert hall stagnated, and Qin Xian couldn't help but stop his hand.

He turned to look at Chen Qiu behind him, his eyes full of confusion.

Wait, what happened?
Why did it stop suddenly?
I feel so comfortable playing, I don’t have to think about anything, just follow Chen Qiu’s pace.

Why did you stop so suddenly?
Qin Xian looked at Chen Qiu. He opened his mouth and was about to ask something, but he didn't expect Chen Qiu to ask directly.

"What are you pulling?"

"Ok?"

Qin Xian was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that Chen Qiu would ask him directly like this. Most of the frustration that had dissipated before regrouped.

He said slightly weakly.

"Mendelssohn's Concerto in E minor?"

"I know it's the Mendelssohn Concerto in E minor."

Chen Qiu interrupted Qin Xian without any hesitation. He frowned and asked Qin Xian: "What I'm asking is, you, what are you talking about? What's the point? It's the Mendel of Qin Xian." The content of the Violin Concerto in E minor, not his name!"

"I, I'm pulling..."

Qin Xian was stunned by Chen Qiu's question. He didn't know what he should say for a moment. His eyes were habitually downward, trying to escape by lowering his head.

After all, he was like this in class before. If there was a problem, he would lower his head and stay silent.

But he didn't expect that Chen Qiu was not his teacher, but Chen Qiu was the conductor.

It was a one-on-one command at this moment, not something he could just duck through with his head down.

Chen Qiu just stared at him, waiting for his answer.

The air in the room gradually became condensed.

Chen Qiu looked at Qin Xian. Although he didn't say anything, he couldn't help but sigh.

He finally understood why Qin Xian was so strong and why he had no confidence at all.

There is definitely no problem with Qin Xian's strength.

The only problem is that his playing is too dependent on others.

In other words, if he were alone, he would have basically no way to play.

Apart from being dejected, there is no trace of anything of his own in his personality.

If they were character members in the band, that would actually be okay.

After all, there must be such people in a band to help the band build a whole and fill out the band's content.

But Chen Qiu wanted him to be the chief at first.

The chief can follow the conductor, but the chief must have his own things in it.

Now that he said that he would no longer be the chief, that was fine, and Chen Qiu agreed.

If you don’t want to be the chief, then you have to at least be a rhythmic person, right?
Qin Xian's basic skills should be the most solid among all the people, and he is actually the most suitable person in the orchestra to lead the rhythm.

But Chen Qiu never expected that this person would be a purely dependent type of performer.

In the short piece of music just now, Qin Xian's tone almost stuck to the piano and followed the piano.

This is not a symphony.

This is a concerto.

This is a violin concerto!
Chen Qiu looked at Qin Xian in front of him and asked with a very serious expression.

"Answer me, what are your thoughts about this piece? What are you talking about?"

"I'm pulling, I'm..."

Qin Xian raised his head to look at Chen Qiu, but looking at Chen Qiu's extremely serious gaze, he felt as if half of his body was being burned, and there was no strength left in his whole body.

He couldn't help but lower his eyes and whispered.

"I'm here, playing according to the feeling you give me."

"You're following the feeling I gave you, but what about yours?"

Chen Qiu asked with an extremely serious expression: "Where are you?"

"Am I...following you?"

"Follow me? Are we playing a symphony?"

"no……"

"So what are we playing?" "It's a concerto, a violin concerto..."

"Then why are you playing along with me?"

Chen Qiu stared at Qin Xian, whose head was lowering and lowering, and spoke slowly and seriously.

"I have a question, should I accompany you, or should you accompany me?"

"Are you going to let me take the test, or are you going to take the test yourself?"

"I'll ask you again, where are you?"

"..."

Qin Xian didn't speak, he just became more and more frustrated and lost.

Sure enough, I am still not suitable for the path of classical music.

Sure enough, classical music is just not interesting at all.

He obviously works so hard to cater to others and not cause trouble to others.

He even plans to give up after finishing everything.

Whether it’s the destiny of Chen Qiu’s Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony, or the Mendelssohn Concerto in E minor given to him by his teacher, or the subjects of the exam in school.

He completed everything seriously and tried his best to cater to other people's ideas and satisfy them.

But why does Chen Qiu not recognize himself at all?

he does not know.

He was very comfortable with the performance just now, and he could easily cater to Chen Qiu.

But he never expected that Chen Qiu would not accept it at all.

He even asked him, what on earth was he doing?
He was already so obvious in the music, yet he was still asking himself what he was playing?
Qin Xian really didn't know how to answer.

You can’t say I’m catering to you, so why aren’t you happy?
He could only lower his head and express his resistance.

The atmosphere between the two became even weirder.

The warm yellow light above their heads shone on the two of them, but it did not give them any warmth at all.

Chen Qiu looked at Qin Xian, while Qin Xian looked at the ground.

Time passed like this minute by minute.

Chen Qiu looked at Qin Xian, his expression gradually becoming a little disappointed.

He never thought that Qin Xian would be like this.

It is obvious from his music that he is definitely a man worthy of a big job.

This kind of person is not suitable for solo performance. He should shine in the orchestra.

He knows how to follow an orchestra.

Then he must know how to lead an orchestra and command an entire section.

His future should not be just an ordinary role musician, playing an unknown role in the band.

Chen Qiu didn't quite look at Qin Xian's expression, which gradually showed a hint of disappointment, and shook his head slightly.

He closed the piano and spoke to Qin Xian.

"Okay, today's ensemble ends here. You go back first. Is your place far from here? Do you want me to call a car for you?"

"No, it's not far. I can walk there directly."

Hearing Chen Qiu speak, Qin Xian immediately breathed a sigh of relief and quickly added: "No need to help call a taxi."

"Well, okay, then you go back alone and be careful, I won't send you away."

"Okay, okay."

Qin Xian nodded quickly, quickly packed up the things around him, and prepared to leave.

But before leaving, he looked at Chen Qiu and asked.

"Um...when is our next duet?"

"next time?"

Chen Qiu raised his head and looked at Qin Xian, and said expressionlessly.

"Of course it's during your exam."

(End of this chapter)