The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 61 Genius Command
The concert hall was noisy, and everyone was looking forward to the battle between the Haicheng First Regiment and the Second Regiment tonight.

Their mentality can be summed up in one sentence...

"It's boring, I want to see a river of blood!"

Haiyinah, one of the nine major music conservatories in the country.

Ranked in the top three, you can hardly even tell whether it is the first or second top music school.

Among such top schools, Haiyin No. 1 team, which had won second place in the last nine-school national league, faced off against Haiyin No. 2 team, which ranked first in the Haicheng competition a few days ago.

Even though there may still be some gaps between the two sides, for students from other schools, this is definitely a thunderous move.

There's something good to watch!
Therefore, everyone in the concert hall has been chatting noisily, discussing who will perform better tonight.

At this moment.

Zhao Zitong also followed his school's car and came to Haiyinei with several classmates.

Many of the other students are from the Music School of Eastern Normal University, so they are relatively familiar with Haiyin, and their journey was very smooth.

Zhao Zitong was studying other majors, so she could only follow everyone towards the concert hall.

She just followed the crowd quietly, listening to the discussion without saying a word.

Until her chief suddenly spoke.

"Zhao Zitong, who do you think will perform better tonight? Which one do you support more, the first group or the second group?"

"I do not know."

Zhao Zitong spoke directly without any hesitation.

"I don't have any idea about one group and two groups, so I can't give my answer."

"Huh? Zhao Zitong, don't be so stiff. It's hard to come out to play today, but you are still so cold. Please be happy!"

The chief stood in front of Zhao Zitong and walked backwards, and said with a smile: "You were cold when we were rehearsing in school, and you are still cold now. Don't you have any happiness at all? We have won the national competition this year Tickets for that!”

"Well, this is indeed something to be happy about, but..."

Zhao Zitong nodded, but there was no smile on his face, he just said lightly.

"But this is not enough, we need to get the top three in this year's national competition, and even the championship!"

"Huh? Isn't it? Can we really do it? I think being able to reach the finals is very awesome. Last time we were just at the level of reaching the finals, and this year we are going to win the championship. This is..."

"That was the last one."

Zhao Zitong shook his head slightly with a calm expression.

"This time, we have more resources, so we have to get higher results!"

"Forehead……"

The chief's expression couldn't help but froze. Looking at Zhao Zitong, his expression couldn't help but sigh.

"That was the last one, but this one is different. There have been big changes this time. Because the trumpet was exposed, the superiors directly asked all the nine major music academies to participate. Apart from them, There is also the Nine School Alliance, those schools are top-notch and rich!

Not only that, there are five major universities in our Central, South, Northwest, and four regional normal universities: Beijing Normal University, Xiangnan Normal University, Ningcheng Normal University, and Qinxi Normal University, for a total of nine major universities..."

When he said this, his expression became even weirder: "Even if the people in the Nine Schools Alliance may not be that good, and let's ignore their money, we want to win the first place between the Nine Masters University and the Nine Music Schools. I feel that this difficulty may not be as high as usual..."

"Ok, I know."

Zhao Zitong's expression was calm. She looked at the towering Haiyin teaching building next to her, was silent for a moment, and finally shook her head.

"But I still want to win the championship. After all, only in this way can I prove that my talent is not bad."

"Wow? Who said Sister Zhao that your talent is poor? I'll just blow him up! Sister Zhao, you are definitely the most talented commander I have ever seen!" Someone beside him immediately said, "My favorite is Zhao Sister, your command makes the whole regiment feel united, and it feels so good!"

"That's right! Whoever dares to criticize our Commander Zhao, I will punch him in the face! Let's see if he dares to say bad things about our Commander Zhao!"

"That's right!"

The previous chief also spoke at this time and affirmed to Zhao Zitong.

"What I despise the most is those people who talk about being happy. They seem to look down on everyone. They think they are so awesome. A car worth 50 yuan or a house worth tens of millions are extremely valuable. They will buy it if they want to. But really Ask them to pay, and no one will say a word!

The same goes for those who say you have poor talent. Zhao Zitong, you don’t need to care about them! Who with less talent can enter the orchestra as a non-professional student, organize the orchestra into shape in just a few days, and be able to directly guide the progress of the orchestra? "

When he mentioned this place, his expression was particularly certain.

"Just to put it this way, although I haven't worked with many conductors, at least among all the conductors I have worked with, Zhao Zitong has the strongest strength and talent! There is not even one of them! Do you believe in us or not? Do you believe that layman who knows nothing?”

Everyone spoke in a flurry of voices.

However, Zhao Zitong didn't react at all. She just looked at the other members helplessly and shook her head slightly.

"Different."

"What's different? Could it be that that person really has something?"

"That person is my dad."

"what?"

The people who were still complaining about a certain "layman who doesn't understand music" were suddenly speechless and looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

After all, it is a bit too outrageous to criticize the other person's father in front of others.

However, among this group of people, there were still people who struggled and added something.

"Your dad, what about your dad? Even family members can't criticize you casually. He said you have no talent, so what talent does he have? Is it possible that he is still the number one in Haicheng? Among the top three conductors in the country? You think so?"

Zhao Zitong nodded: "Well, yes."

The man breathed a sigh of relief and laughed loudly: "Right! Do you think what I said is okay? What did I say? In layman's terms, you..."

"He is the conductor of the Haicheng Symphony Orchestra, Zhao Yi, who is number one in Haicheng and one of the top three orchestras in the country."

Zhao Zitong interrupted the man's speech, pointed at himself, as if he was afraid that they would not believe him, and added: "Zhao Zitong, Zhao Yi, he is my father."

"..."

Everyone was silenced, and no one could speak for a while.

What else can you say now?
It was okay to criticize her father before, but she also said that the number one commander in Haicheng didn't know how to command and didn't know what talent was.

This is a bit too...

Overestimating your capabilities?

The chief's expression became particularly embarrassed and he muttered in a low voice.

"Even if it's your dad, even if he's number one in Haicheng, he shouldn't, shouldn't say that to you, right? You've obviously done a good job. At least everyone in our school orchestra recognizes you. , he actually said you don’t understand command..."

"Okay, no need to say more, I appreciate your kindness, but..."

Zhao Zitong shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand to stop everyone from continuing to speak, sighed secretly, smiled at everyone, and said softly.

"It's okay. He gave me a ticket today and asked me to see what it means to be a genius conductor. I'm going to see it today. I want to see how he is better than me and how he can be called a genius by my father. As a genius conductor!”

"That's it!"

Seeing Zhao Zitong say this, everyone couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and laughed together.

Only the chief didn't laugh.

He thought for a while and asked everyone: "If I remember correctly, there are two conductors today. One is the conductor of the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra, and the other is a student of the conducting department here in Haiyin." , who is the genius your father mentioned...?"

"Well, he should be a command student, right?"

Zhao Zitong raised his head, thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "He said he had appeared at the Haicheng Competition before, but I didn't pay attention to him at the time, so I didn't know."

"If it's that command student..."

The chief was silent for a long time, then said with a strange expression: "Perhaps, can he really be called a genius?"

Zhao Zitong was stunned and asked quickly: "Huh? Do you know him?"

"No, I just listened to his performance and saw conductor Wang Hai's attitude towards him."

When the chief said this, he couldn't help but shake his head and smiled at everyone: "But no matter what, let's go in and take a look before talking. Maybe I saw it wrong."

After that, he pushed everyone towards the concert hall.

It just so happened that the concert hall was also preparing to close at this time.

They entered the concert hall at the last moment before it closed.

Everyone walked to their positions according to their positions.

Zhao Zitong, on the other hand, picked up the ticket given by his father and walked to the front of the concert hall, preparing to find his father's name.

However, before she could look for it, Wang Hai's voice rang out.

I saw a thick hand stretched out in mid-air, waving vigorously at her.

"Zi Tong, this way!" After the words fell, the man stood up and waved to her, with a cheerful look on his face, which was completely different from the seriousness of the people around him.

Facing such enthusiastic Wang Hai, Zhao Zitong naturally couldn't pretend not to see it. He could only bow slightly to Wang Hai from several rows of spectators away, and then quickly walked to his side.

Sure enough, next to Wang Hai was Zhao Yi's name.

Wang Hai seemed to have guessed that Zhao Yi would not come. He cheerfully reached out and patted Zhao Zitong on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Sure enough, Zhao Yi still asked you to come. That boy Zhao Yi, he is holding on to the so-called genius every day and refuses to let go. He says that none of us have talent. He is pursuing the so-called genius every day. Really? , by the way, your dad didn’t quarrel with you when you came home, right?”

"Well, no."

Zhao Zitong shook her head. She just sat quietly in her seat, looked at the empty stage, and asked Wang Hai beside her.

"He just said, as usual, that I have no talent as a conductor and asked me to continue learning my own profession so that I can find a job in the future and not take the path of conductor, that's all."

"Hey, I knew it."

Wang Hai waved his hand and said angrily.

"He just thinks he's awesome and awesome, and he doesn't look down on ordinary people like us. He also said that I don't have much talent, but after all, I've also made a lot of money in conducting, right? Although I don’t earn that much from the conducting profession itself, maybe a few thousand yuan a month, but! I still have a deputy job!”

He counted on his fingers at that place and said: "In addition to being the conductor of the Haicheng Philharmonic, I also teach at Haiyin and your Eastern Normal University. At the same time, I also lead some small orchestras. After doing all the miscellaneous things every month, I can actually earn thirty or forty thousand! It’s not bad, right? I really don’t understand why your father looks down on us..."

"Um……"

Zhao Zitong listened to Wang Hai's words and did not reject it, but he did not confirm it either.

The most important thing on her mind now is to hear what her father said about what kind of person the genius conductor is.

While Wang Hai was talking, he couldn't help but feel bored. He couldn't help shaking his head and looking towards the center of the stage.

This time, Chen Qiu's conductor did not call him to come over and take charge. He basically did everything by himself.

Although I didn’t get much help last time, I still gave the band some advice.

But this time, it really didn't help at all.

Therefore, he was actually quite curious about what kind of shock Chen Qiu could bring to him.

As for a group...

Well, it's a good student band.

But when faced with that guy Li Tian's command, his performance probably wouldn't be particularly unexpected.

Wang Hai couldn't help but shake his head and put his attention completely on the stage.

He had already seen the staff not far away running to the backstage of the concert hall and starting to communicate with the people backstage.

really.

Within a few minutes, the man ran out, packed up microphones and other tools, and dimmed the stage lights.

Under such dim lights, the host came out and spoke to everyone.

"The first work, Brahms's Fourth Symphony, performed by the orchestra: Haicheng Conservatory of Music Student Orchestra No. 2!"

As the words fell, applause roared in the concert hall.

Expectation, curiosity, watching the fun...

All kinds of eyes with different emotions gathered at the back door of the concert hall, waiting for the actors inside to appear.

Under the expectation of everyone, countless musicians in black suits walked out and brought their instruments to their seats.

They sat quietly, motionless.

Then, a slightly depressed man sitting at the front stood up, bowed slightly to everyone, and said.

"Oboe, give me the standard A"

hum!
The sound of the oboe sounded, followed by the resonance of the concertmaster's string pulling.

After that, there are other parts.

Each part is interlaced in an orderly manner, adjusting its pitch in turn with the other parts to ensure that there are no mistakes.

The first violinist stood there, watching them, until the last note fell, then he nodded slowly and took his seat.

Seeing the concertmaster like this, Wang Hai couldn't help but smile and whispered into Zhao Zitong's ear.

"The concertmaster's name is Qin Xian. It was said a few months ago that he was about to quit the group, and then Chen Qiu brought him back. How do you feel?"

"Well, it's very strong!"

Zhao Zitong nodded.

“At the very least, the tuning is very precise.”

"Hahahaha, he is not as simple as tuning the strings."

Wang Hai laughed a few times, leaned his body against the back of the seat again, and looked towards the stage.

He looked at the tall and thin figure standing in the shadows backstage of the concert hall, and couldn't help but grin, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"The only person who can pull a genius who has almost completely sunk out of the mud is a top genius who is stronger than him!"

"Chen Qiu, let me see what level your strength has evolved to in the past few months!"

Under his expectant gaze, Chen Qiu rubbed his sleeves, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with the sleeves, he nodded slowly and stepped out with unparalleled confidence.

Wow!
Applause burst out.

No matter you know Chen Qiu or you don’t know Chen Qiu.

At this moment, they did not hesitate to applaud.

Under the applause, Chen Qiu walked up to Qin Xian, shook hands with him briefly, and looked into each other's eyes.

The two of them couldn't help laughing at the same time as they looked at the particularly calm gazes in their eyes.

"Come on, it's up to you to lead the entire team today."

"Yes, I will!"

Qin Xian nodded quietly, let go of Chen Qiu's hand, and returned to his position.

Chen Qiu also stood in the center of the stage, with his back to the audience and facing the orchestra.

The applause died down and the concert hall fell into silence again.

Under this tranquility, Chen Qiu took a deep breath.

He twisted his neck slightly, looked around the orchestra, and made eye contact with each musician. After making sure that they were all looking at him, he gave them a unified smile.

click!
Everyone immediately understood what he meant, and prepared their instruments, placing them in their palms, ready to play at any time.

Their attention was also completely focused on Chen Qiu's hands.

Not only them, but also the people in the audience behind Chen Qiu.

They looked at Chen Qiu expectantly and curiously, wanting to see how Chen Qiu would conduct the orchestra.

Under the gaze of so many eyes, Chen Qiu remained unmoved.

He raised his hand so easily, as if throwing away a burden, and waved the baton at his fingertips toward the distance.

It was as casual as just saying hello.

However, at this moment of waving.

The band sounded.

Everyone in the string section of the orchestra moves the bow in their hands at the same time, vibrating the strings.

Music, in a decisive state, is presented to everyone softly.

Clean and neat.

There isn't a single bit of extraneous stuff in it.

Get straight to the point of the music.

Then without any hesitation, he changed directly from E minor to C major.

The waving of the baton at Chen Qiu's fingertips made this movement particularly spiritual and gentle.

This softness made Zhao Zitong's eyes slowly widen under the stage.

This is what my father said...

genius?

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