The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 84 So terrifying

The applause roared continuously. Chen Qiu and the Haiyin Second Troupe behind him bowed and thanked the audience several times without stopping their applause.

Therefore, he could only shrug helplessly at the audience off the stage, walked off the podium first, and walked toward the backstage.

The other people in the orchestra saw that Chen Qiu had walked off the stage. They did not hesitate too much and followed Chen Qiu towards the bottom of the stage.

As the stage cleared, the audience under the stage also stopped applauding and began to prepare to eat and rest.

After all, Chen Qiu and the Haiyin Second Troupe behind him were the last orchestra in the opera hall this morning. Their side was over, and there would be no performance in the opera hall.

And it is precisely because of this that at this moment, the orchestra members in a corner of the concert hall looked at each other and found that each other's faces were covered with sweat.

They have never been more grateful for the draw.

If the draw is a bit unlucky, if Chen Qiu and the others are not the last to play in the morning, but the second to last.

If they are the last one on the field.

So how can they perform?

What they can recall in their heads now is the melody that Chen Qiu and the others played just now.

They were sure that it was not just them, but also other people in the concert hall.

There is only one melody that everyone can think of, and that is the Mendelssohn Concerto in E minor that Chen Qiu and his orchestra just played on the stage.

So beautiful, so perfect.

Although they also passed their local threshold and successfully entered the national competition.

But when they think of their own performances, and then match them with the performances of Chen Qiuyi's Haiyin No. 2 Troupe, they will find something very serious.

That is, they can't compare to the Haiyin Second Regiment.

Despite what a lot of people are saying, just play well and don't worry about how other people play.

But there is a premise for this.

That is, the performance level of the previous band is at the same level as yours, and the gap between the two is not that big. Only then can you say that the people who played before and after you have nothing to do with you.

But the problem now is that the person in front of them from Haicheng Conservatory of Music is not from the same grassroots level as them.

It's like you said that you scored more than 600 points in the college entrance examination, which is already very good. You don't have to worry about other people at all, and you can go to a very good university.

but……

What if everyone around you started with a college entrance examination score of 700 points?

So do you still think your grades are good?

This is the feeling of their band behind Chen Qiu and others.

No matter how good their professional standards are, they are still at the level of ordinary universities, but Chen Qiu and the others are not.

There's a 700-something guy in front of you, and you're next in line to play.

If you can also reach 700, then fortunately, the score difference may not be that big from your previous scores.

But if you only have a level of more than 600 points.

Even if you are already very good, the score gap between you and the person in front of you is too big, and the person in front of you left too deep an impression on the judges.

Then the final score you may be able to get will definitely be much lower than the score you can get normally.

In the same way, if the people in front and behind you all score over 400 or over 500 points.

So with your level of over 600 points, you can naturally get scores much higher than normal.

The only thing that the school at the back was happy about now was that after Chen Qiu and the others finished playing, the first half of the concert ended here.

There will be a full two hours until they take the stage, and their performance will not start until after two o'clock in the afternoon.

Now they can only hope that everyone and the judges will forget about Chen Qiu's performance soon, stop being so excited, and give them a little room to perform.

Otherwise, they feel that their performance in actually entering the finals will be completely shattered in this performance and they will fall directly before the finals.

Dozens of people in that school looked at each other in silence, with a hint of indescribable discomfort in their eyes.

At the judges' bench not far away from them, the staff were packing up the judges' score sheets, sealing them and preparing to put them away, and then unpack them after all the school performances were over.

After Zhao Yi handed the form in his hand to the staff, he planned to find Yu Tu to see what he was thinking.

But when he got up, he found that Yu Tu had completely disappeared from his sight at some point, and he didn't know where he had gone, so he couldn't help but frown.

When Chen Qiu led his orchestra to play, he felt something was wrong. He always felt that Yu Tu was plotting something.

This feeling was exactly the same as when he led his Haicheng Symphony Orchestra to compete with the Chinese Philharmonic Orchestra led by Yu Tu for the first place in China.

Therefore, every time he came into contact with Yu Tu, he would always be very careful, fearing that he would fall into another trap of Yu Tu's.

But he didn't expect that after the music ended, Yu Tu disappeared from the judges' table without even saying hello.

It obviously feels strange, but you haven't even seen him?

This extremely strong contrast made Zhao Yi wonder what he should do now.

Are you going to talk to Yu Tu? After all, this place is Yu Tu's hometown, and his orchestra is based here. You can definitely find him as long as you go to the conductor's room.

Or do you pretend you don’t know anything?
After all, Yu Tu hasn't said anything now. As long as he remains unchanged in response to all changes, Yu Tu can't let his people break into his orchestra and cause something beyond his expectation, right?

After all, Zhao Yi is very sure that he has very good control over his orchestra.

If he didn't have enough control over his band, he wouldn't have been able to pull it to where it is now.

Zhao Yi stood there and thought for a long time. It was not until the staff next to him came over to ask him what happened that he finally recovered. After waving his hands to the staff and refusing, he stood up and prepared to leave the concert hall and find a place to perform first. Have a meal.

When leaving, he found a band hiding in a corner and seemed to be cheering each other on, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

If pep talk works, then rehearse what to do.

If he encourages his teammates every day, can he become the number one in the world?
Zhao Yi stepped towards the outside of the concert hall. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt something. He turned his head and looked behind him, and then his expression froze involuntarily.

He saw his daughter Zhao Zitong and two others who seemed to be the core members of his daughter's band.

One of the young men actually has yellow hair on his head?

The three of them were standing at the door of the concert hall, talking about something unknown.

This made Zhao Yi a little hesitant, wondering whether he should go over and take a look.

However, the next second, the voices of the two people over there sounded, and he understood that he did not need to hesitate at all.

I heard that the two people surrounding their daughter seemed to have noticed Zhao Yi, who was standing at the door and looking over. The yellow-haired boy's eyes lit up, and he immediately took two steps forward and spoke slightly excitedly.

"Huh? Damn it! It's Zhao Yi who's in command! Zhao Yi's command is great!"

Then there was another boy who looked more sunny, handsome, and warm-hearted.

Although he was stunned for a moment, he also walked up to Zhao Yi and nodded respectfully to Zhao Yi.

"Zhao Yi directs."

Faced with such respectful attitudes from the two of them, Zhao Yi squinted at them, nodded slightly, and then used his chin to nod his daughter, who was leaning against the wall with her head lowered, and looked at the two. The man asked.

"What are you doing here?"

"Ah, it's nothing, it's just Zhao Zitong..."

Before the yellow-haired man finished speaking, he was stepped on by the warm man next to him.

Nuan Nan winked at Huang Mao for a long time before he spoke.

"It's our conductor. She doesn't seem to be in a good condition right now. The orchestra will be the first to perform in the concert hall this afternoon, so the two of us came over to see conductor Zhao Zitong."

"bad mood?"

Zhao Yi's eyes did not stay on the two little brats in front of him. He just stared at his daughter and asked them towards them and seemingly towards her.

"why?"

"What could be the reason? I guess it's just because..."

Huang Mao spoke carelessly, but before he could finish half of his words, he was stepped on by the warm man again.

However, before the two people could continue to make eye contact, Zhao Zitong raised his head from his bowed state, looked at Zhao Yi, and shook his head slowly and seriously.

"It's nothing, I'm just in a bad state."

"Is it just a bad condition?" Zhao Yi repeated.

Zhao Zitong nodded: "Well, it's just that I'm in a bad state. That's it. Do you have anything else to do? If there is nothing else, I will take my team members back to the group now. Everyone is still waiting for me to go back and have dinner together. "Yeah." "Is that so?"

Zhao Yi looked at Zhao Zitong and wanted to look into her eyes, but found that Zhao Zitong's gaze had been tilted downward. Zhao Yi had no way of seeing her eyes.

Therefore, Zhao Yi sighed slightly in his heart and said calmly.

"I'm going to have dinner too, will you come?"

"No, I'm afraid that for someone with no talent like me, eating in front of you will ruin your mood."

Zhao Zitong stood up without any hesitation, patted the shoulders of the two people who were looking at Zhao Yi, and spoke to them.

"Let's go, you two, keep up!"

"Eh? Don't you want to continue chatting? What about condoms? Maybe we can get some more points from Commander Zhao Yi later? Commander Zhao Zitong? Hey, don't run so fast! Damn it! Wait! wait for me!"

Huang Mao watched Zhao Zitong gradually disappear into the distance. Without any hesitation, Huang Mao immediately ran in the direction of Zhao Zitong anxiously.

The warm-hearted boy nodded towards Zhao and apologized.

"Sorry, Commander Zhao, our commander is her..."

"I know my daughter better than you, what she is like."

Zhao Yi said coldly to the man in front of him, and then waved his hand casually.

"Okay, no need to say more, that's it."

"Ah? Oh, okay, Zhao Yi will direct me. See you later when you have time."

After saying that, the man bowed slightly to Zhao Yi and then ran quickly into the distance, also chasing Zhao Zitong.

Looking at the backs of the three people leaving, Zhao Yi stared at them for a long time. In the end, he just chuckled as if he was mocking himself, picked up the document in his hand again, and walked in another direction.

However, not far behind him, Chen Qiu walked out from the backstage with everyone in his orchestra.

Just now at the backstage position, they were still checking in again, then put on the heavy down jackets of the Haiyin Second Regiment that they had taken off before, and then walked out from the backstage position.

The excitement in the hearts of everyone in the band at this moment could not be suppressed at all.

Ai Gu, who was standing at the front of the team, shouted excitedly.

"Chen Qiu, Qin Xian, do you know that your performance today is so awesome? Damn, your performance made my percussionist blood boil after listening to it. This is really the first time I feel like learning percussion. It’s really great to be able to hear you guys play so close from behind the orchestra.”

"There is a paid audience, right? My suggestion is, why don't you learn the trumpet or French horn? I remember that these two instruments appear less frequently in music."

"Hey, what do you mean, my love for percussion is unwavering!"

"Tsk, tsk, I don't know why today, but I feel that the bass part is also very strong."

"Eh? Really? Isn't the bass the one who actually goes on stage to listen to the performance?"

"The bass you're talking about is a rock and pop band bass, right? Our classical bass is still different."

"Um..." Rui Jia raised her hand, "Although, but, the bass in rock and pop is actually the soul of music!"

"Huh? Ruijia, as a bass player, you actually don't play bass jokes with us. I thought you would be the first to agree with us."

"Hahahaha, what? There is a bass in the band? What is a bass? Why do you have more strings than guitars? Sister, how much did your guitar cost?"

"The grass is growing."

"I'm joking about the bass, but the bass performance today was really good. I quite like the bass performance. Not only that, but your performance by the wind instruments was also very strong!"

"No matter where you are, your cello performance is the strongest, especially the roar of your cello's voice. Holy shit, it's absolutely amazing!"

"The violin is still great. As for the violin, I thought that without Qin Xian, your violin would be held back, but I didn't expect that you actually had a trick up your sleeve! The performance was good!"

"No, it's not as good as your flute and oboe. The sound you play makes my heart break. Let me tell you, your performance is absolutely amazing!"

"Hey, okay, don't, stop, don't stop, keep going! I like to stop, come more, come more!"

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone laughed and complimented each other.

Today's performance really gave them a great performance.

They had been looking forward to this day when they were fighting against a group, and now they finally got rid of their ultimate move.

When they actually heard the music they performed, they were all shocked.

Did you really play this yourself?

This chord?

This melody?

This musical expression?
This interpretation of musical beauty?
Holy shit? Am I so awesome?
Everyone could not suppress their inner excitement at all. Even now that it was over, they were still blowing each other what they had just played.

Chen Qiu also looked at them with a smile. Seeing their excited looks, he would praise them from time to time, without any intention of pouring cold water on everyone to calm down and prepare for the finals.

After all, their performance today was really good, and the performance was very good.

Even after the performance was over, they were not allowed to rest, and they were even suppressed.

That's called PUA, it's not the art of conducting.

Although some conductors also like to do this, Chen Qiu doesn't like it. He prefers to lead the orchestra to have fun together and enjoy the fruits of victory together.

His behavior of nodding in agreement with everyone's speeches, and occasionally following their comments and saying that a certain person's performance was particularly effective, made everyone in the orchestra even more excited.

Seeing how excited everyone was, the smile on Chen Qiu's face became even brighter.

But when he saw Qin Xian standing beside him, seemingly in a daze, with that desperate look on his face, he couldn't help but smile helplessly, stretched out his fist to hammer Qin Xian on the shoulder, and asked him .

"What's wrong? Does today's performance trouble you so much?"

"Huh? No, no."

Qin Xian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head vigorously and waved his hand in denial.

"I, I'm just thinking about the performance just now. The performance just now really broke my understanding. Can I really play music so well?"

"Of course! I told you that your level is very strong, remember?" Chen Qiu said with a smile, "So it's not natural that you can have such a strong playing level? Is it possible that you don't believe me?"

"No, no, I just."

Qin Xian looked at his hand and said with emotion.

"I just didn't expect that I was so strong."

"You didn't expect you to be so strong? Tsk, I didn't expect your thick eyebrows and big eyes to be so skillful at pretending."

Chen Qiu reached out and patted Qin Xian's head angrily, then strode forward.

In the distance, their teacher in charge, Professor Li, was already standing over there.

He nodded to everyone, smiled and said.

"Congratulations, you performed well today. Now let's go to the restaurant and treat you to a big dinner!"

"Oooo!"

"Long live Professor Li! Professor Li, I love you!"

"Haiyin! Invincible! I know Haiyin is generous."

Upon hearing Professor Li's voice, everyone in the orchestra immediately cheered.

Beautiful performance plus a sumptuous victory lunch.

Whoever sees this is not confused.

Seeing everyone's excitement, Professor Li felt a little embarrassed.

He looked at Commander Li Tian who was hiding aside and preparing to surprise everyone, and helplessly spread his hands.

Li Tian also scratched his head helplessly.

what to do? He was originally happy to see it, but he happened to run into Chen Qiu and others and was going to treat them to dinner.

Why did Professor Li say it, and now it's Haiyin's treat?

Do you want to come out now?

　Woohoo, still late
　　
　
(End of this chapter)