The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 45 Exceeding...the limit?
The moment the voice fell, Wang Hai couldn't help but lie down toward the back of the seat.

His expression was extremely relaxed.

And in the next second, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

It roared like lightning, enough to make people's desperate fate hover in the sky.

It is hard to avoid, and the fear that covers the sky like a dark cloud shuttles through the music.

Just a simple beginning, just very simple, instrumental resonance.

But under Chen Qiu's fingers, a shocking layering was revealed.

The volume of the instruments and the expression of emotions were all twisted into a rope in Chen Qiu's hands.

Everyone's attention was on Chen Qiu's hands, following Chen Qiu's guidance for interpretation.

powerful!
Stronger than before!

Wang Hai looked at Chen Qiu's expression. In addition to surprise, there was also a trace of surprise.

He had only listened to Chen Qiu's performance a few weeks ago. He had heard Chen Qiu lead the members of the second group to perform for the teachers in the school and review them.

Although the band at that time was already very strong, it even sounded a little bit like a professional band.

But they are definitely not as strong as what I hear now!

How long has this been? Can the orchestra in Chen Qiu's hands actually improve?
How could this progress be so great?

The hope of victory and the despair of fate hover between Chen Qiu's baton.

The two emotions collided suddenly.

Every minute and every second seems to be working hard to create a more radical and magnificent beauty.

Life and death, beauty and evil, light and darkness.

Countless opposite feelings collide.

The contrasting tension between the two was pulled wildly in Chen Qiu's hands.

The instruments roar!

At this moment, everyone in the orchestra was emotionally moved by Chen Qiu.

They didn't know why, but they suddenly remembered the scene when they were looked down upon by others in school.

The end of the crane in the school.

A lot of people on school forums are saying they don't have any grades.

It has no resources of its own.

Especially seeing the importance other schools attach to their school orchestras.

The energy in my heart surged incessantly.

They want to work hard and prove themselves.

Do you think we are behind the wheel? Say we have no results?
Then start from this big competition in Haicheng and easily win the right to qualify first.

Isn't it taken seriously enough in school?
Then get more honors and let the school recognize you.

No matter what they say, they are still the best among tens of thousands of candidates.

They are not really tailgaters.

They just lack an opportunity to prove themselves.

Therefore, the resentment in the music becomes more and more intense.

Like a giant dragon in the abyss, it is hidden under the surface of the music, moving slowly, staring at the floating pain and despair flowing above its head with deep eyes.

It is dormant, waiting for the opportunity to appear.

The tension above the music and the tension and anxiety beneath the music.

No one knows which side will win the final victory.

Even if they have heard it countless times, it is the same.

Zhao Yi, who had a cold expression at first, couldn't help but frown slightly while listening to Chen Qiu's performance.

The spine that was originally slightly relaxed became extra straight at this moment.

He stared hard at everything in front of him, focusing all his attention on his ears. Look serious.

He squeezed the pen in his hand so hard that he couldn't help but break his fingers.

His heart was not at peace.

He had heard the first movement of Beethoven's Fifth Symphony played by countless orchestras, and he had heard it dozens of times and hundreds of times in such a national competition for college students.

Even some champions play such pieces.

However, he has never been able to feel the shock that Chen Qiu can bring now.

He even felt that he was not at a college student competition, but at a real professional orchestra.

Although there are still some minor mistakes in this professional orchestra, the performers in some places are not able to achieve their best, and the handling of some details is not so perfect. Overall, it can only be regarded as excellent, not great. Top notch perfection.

but……

All these requirements are based on the highest standards of professional orchestras.

He requested it because he was the conductor of the Haicheng Symphony Orchestra, the number one orchestra in Haicheng.

This is not what a student orchestra requires!
Now in front of him was a student orchestra.

Even if they are students of Haiyin, they are still a student band!

It is rare for Haiyin students to be able to work in the orchestra after graduation, and only a few can enter the orchestra.

This is especially true if you want to join a high-level professional orchestra.

Their Haicheng Symphony Orchestra recruits Haiyin interns every year, and each section may only have one or two people a year, which is already a large number of students.

Even more often, no one is recruited, and the entire orchestra only recruits one or two people.

After becoming interns, these people need to pass a series of assessments before they can become ordinary members of the Haicheng Symphony Orchestra.

Sit up from the back of the orchestra.

The level of Chen Qiu's performance at this moment is not among the top three or five in Haicheng.

But there should still be some in the top ten in Haicheng.

This means that the strength displayed by their current student orchestra can only be demonstrated by Haiyin graduates who have worked in the orchestra for one or two years.

However, such a professional level was actually heard in a student competition?
No matter how well-informed he is, no matter how much he has seen the world, he has never seen such a scene.

His eyes were fixed on Chen Qiu.

He focused entirely on Chen Qiu.

He thought of what he said to Wang Hai before Chen Qiu played.

Chen Qiu indeed belongs to the category of genius.

He could tell how basic the band was.

The Haiyin Second Troupe is indeed an ordinary student orchestra in a conservatory.

There may be a few standouts here and there, but this band definitely does not belong to the category of professional bands.

Therefore, he can also hear how much the conductor has improved the orchestra.

Chen Qiu is the conductor who brings the orchestra's level of strength to almost its limit.

He couldn't help but lean forward, holding the pen tightly in his hand, and looked at Chen Qiu with squinted eyes.

Then suddenly he smiled.

He discovered a hidden danger.

One, even he has some troublesome hidden dangers.

"How should you solve this place? Chen Qiu?"

At this moment, Chen Qiu's expression also changed slightly.

Like Zhao Yi, he also noticed the hidden dangers in music.

He stretched the tension in the music too much, and it seemed a little...

Beyond the limits of what the band members can handle?

(End of this chapter)