The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 99 Bravo!

Hot-blooded!

Everyone in the band became excited!

Their eyes were fixed on the chief, Chen Qiu, and the leader of their own voice group. They tried their best to make their performance more in line with Chen Qiu's needs and not to make any mistakes in their music. .

Because this is the best performance they think they have ever done!

Whether it's for yourself, for the band, or for the school.

They must give it their all!

hum!
After the main melody ends, the second theme appears repeatedly.

Chen Qiu raised his finger and pointed the baton at the principal trumpet in the distance, just slightly.

The principal trumpet immediately blew the trumpet in his hand vigorously.

The emotions in the music were completely torn apart.

Bring a new round of expression.

The next moment, before Chen Qiu could point his finger at Qin Xian, Qin Xian led his string strings to sing in unison.

hum!
The siren-like continuous bows and broken bows make the atmosphere of the music more and more tense.

The feeling of being watched and blamed in the first movement seems to be echoing again.

Everyone's attention was completely drawn to the music.

Like burning fire, full of anxiety.

However, this is not a return to the darkness of the first movement.

Chen Qiu waved the baton in his hand hard.

boom!
Ai Gu, who was standing far away, struck the big cymbal in his hand hard.

A light burst out of this darkness.

This light gradually lifts the mood of the music.

What was originally just endless pain, at this moment, seems like just the last darkness before dawn.

Listening to the roar of music in their ears, the emotions of everyone in the orchestra have reached the extreme.

They were extremely excited and played hard to interpret the last music in their hands.

This is not the end.

Chen Qiu looked at Ai Gu, but the baton in his hand directed towards the string section. He just looked at Ai Gu and nodded.

Facing Chen Qiu's gaze, Ai Gu stretched out a hand in response to Chen Qiu.

He stretched out his hand to stop the scream of the big cymbal in his hand, and handed over the playing of the big cymbal to the assistant percussionist next to him.

Qin Xian was leading the orchestra in front. At this time, it was his turn to appear!

He returned to his bass drum, picked up the drumstick in his hand, looked at each other with the other percussionist, and after giving a look, he hit the instrument with all his strength. .

state!
Boom!
Gongs and timpani sounded.

They were playing staccato.

It seems that there is no change in the music, but at this moment it is different from the previous Breaking the Darkness.

At this moment, the music seemed to fall back into darkness.

The music is once again suppressed in an environment of uneasiness and helplessness.

The principal French horn finally stood up at this moment.

He puffed out his cheeks and blew the huge French horn in his hand like a hamster.

Blow away the color of the main melody.

Qin Xian led the violin to buzz there.

The constant repetition of sound patterns in their hands is like an orchestra falling into an abyss.

Darkness once again enveloped the band.

It was as if the previous light was just everyone's fantasy.

However, are the fantasies in everyone’s minds really just illusions?

Chen Qiu looked at the harp with only one person in the distance, and the baton in his hand gave the clearest instructions.

opposition.

Let the music be in opposition.

Although most of the music in the band now has a rich and dark feel.

However, this piece is not pure darkness.

This is a tribute piece.

Shostakovich needed to regain his trust with this piece.

Darkness can never completely suppress the light.

Although the darkness in Chen Qiu's orchestra now almost covers everything, but...

There has to be a little bit of sunshine in music, right?
Ding!
The harp sounded.

When the repeating pattern switches to the harp, the music finally changes again.

Light gradually appears.

The light that preceded it in music was not just an illusion.

It is real.

It's completely different from the vague feeling before.

Sunlight appears in the music.

The woodwind instruments slowly return to the theme melody, which seems to imply that the darkness is slowly dissipating. The eighth-note rhythm of the strings and piano accelerates the dispersal of the darkness. Finally, the addition of brass and percussion changes the key from minor to minor. The major key symbolizes the return of light and its final victory.

boom!
The orchestra is playing in unison!
The music is roaring!
Everyone is playing everything in the music hard.

Under such a performance, the emotions in the music and the emotions of everyone in the concert hall were all blended together.

With an unstoppable gesture, the concert hall was completely overturned.

……

Chen Qiu looked at the people in the orchestra. He didn't know whether it was because of fatigue or because the stage lights above his head were too hot. The sweat on his forehead kept flowing down.

Sweat even soaked Chen Qiu's eyes. The strong stimulation made him narrow his eyes slightly and try hard to squeeze out the sweat from the corners of his eyes.

His chest was rising and falling, and he was breathing heavily, but the baton in his hand did not move at all.

Everything seemed so smooth.

He only felt silence around him, and he was a little scared by the silence.

Is the music over?
If he remembers correctly and the music score in his hand is correct, then the music should have ended.

But why is there no sound at all off the stage?

Not even applause?

Chen Qiu breathed out slowly.

Listening to the inaudible voice coming from his own mouth, Chen Qiu's heart sank into his stomach.

Well, fortunately, my ears are not broken and I can still hear things.

The breath I just exhaled should be D, but the pitch is not quite accurate, almost a third off.

Sure enough, it is good to have strong ears. You can determine whether you are deaf by the pitch of your own sounds.

Chen Qiu couldn't help but make a little joke to himself.

His hand still didn't move, and the baton he held was still so steady.

His eyes were scanning the people in the orchestra, and he couldn't help but show a hint of emotion.

anyway……

I used to play with the members of the second band. Was their rehearsal then as good as it is now?
The group seemed to be going crazy at the last moment, playing their instruments vigorously and trying to keep up with their own rhythm.

They have never been as crazy as they are today.

As a result, when they came on stage today, this group of people finally went crazy.

The performance on stage was far beyond their rehearsal level.

So are all of these people competition-oriented players?
Only on more important occasions will their performance be stronger?
Chen Qiu looked at everyone and couldn't help but laugh.

He put away the baton he was holding, looked around at everyone, and nodded vigorously with great solemnity.

Although I don’t know why there has been no applause from the stage, but...

In any case, there is no doubt about the performance of their band.

They deserve their own respect.

However, Chen Qiu's slightly curved back had not straightened yet.

Suddenly, thunderous applause erupted from the concert hall.

boom!
"Bravo!"

"Haiyin is awesome!"

"it is good!"

"So handsome bro!"

"Ohhhhhh!"

"..."

A variety of random sounds suddenly poured out from behind Chen Qiu, breaking the silence at the end of the music.

What followed was the sound of everyone in the orchestra stomping their feet vigorously.

This is the tradition of the band. Because they all have musical instruments in their hands and there is nothing around them that can produce sound.

So one side of the band would stomp their feet instead of clapping.

Or just take the bow and carefully hit the music stand in front of you.

After all, musical instruments are very valuable. Although you can take pictures of musical instruments to express congratulations, it is better not to do so.

Chen Qiu stood up slowly and looked in front of and behind him in surprise.

Everyone was applauding.

Everyone is celebrating.

They were thanking Chen Qiu and others for bringing them the almost perfect Shostakovich Fifth Symphony.

They also congratulated Chen Qiu and others for their honors.

Needless to say.

Chen Qiu and his Haiyin Second Regiment are the undoubted absolute champions at this moment.

Although many times people will say that there is no distinction between art and art, that there is no superiority in art, and that there is no second place in martial arts.

Everyone has his own champion in his heart.

But at this moment, when Chen Qiu and his Haiyin No. 2 Ensemble performed Shostakovich’s Fifth Symphony, everything had no answer.

Chen Qiu and his Haiyin Second Group are the outright champions in everyone's hearts.

There is no doubt about it.

The level gap between them and the second-place band is really too big.

While the second-place band may still be struggling with how to avoid making mistakes in their music, Haiyin has already begun to struggle with how to perform the music better and make it more perfect.

The gap is so big that you have no hope of catching up with the second Haiyin group.

Therefore, since we can't catch up, we might as well admit defeat openly and stand up to applaud the Haiyin Second Regiment. This will make us look more upright.

You won’t be judged by others and you can’t even afford to lose.

Even many of the school's external commanders couldn't help but show approval when they looked at Chen Qiu and his second regiment.

Chen Qiu and his second regiment are indeed strong.

And it's not that they are strong at any one point, but that they are strong as a whole.

Although there may still be a little bit of dissatisfaction, but how can I put it...

Although the Haiyin Second Group fried fish very hard, it had to be said that their strength was still pretty good.

Although, although...

Damn, this fish fry guy is so cruel! Playing so big?
What happened to you, my bronze brother?

While the commanders recognized Chen Qiu and his Second Regiment, they were furious with Chen Qiu and Haiyin's Second Regiment.

It is difficult for them to express their feelings with a suitable expression.

After all, Chen Qiuqiang is really, really strong, and fried fish is really fried fish.

Different from this group of conductors leading the team outside, the judges responsible for scoring have a different look.

They stood up with smiles and applauded Chen Qiu and his orchestra, looking calm and calm.

After all, except for Yu Tu, none of their bands participated in the national competition.

So they can enjoy music with the most normal mentality.

If Chen Qiu and his orchestra perform well, then give them applause.

The thinking of this group of judges is that simple.

As for the scores given to Chen Qiu and his orchestra?
Are there any other options besides 10 points?
As far as the scoring standards of the national competition are concerned, if Chen Qiu and his orchestra lose just 0.1 points, then other orchestras will at least start with a full point less.

After all of them had made up their minds to give Chen Qiu high marks, their expressions became even calmer and more at ease when facing Chen Qiu.

What else is there to say? Just go back and praise him as much as you can.

Zhao Yi also stood up and applauded Chen Qiu.

He looked at Chen Qiu with extremely satisfied eyes.

Yu Tu who was standing next to him seemed to notice his gaze, glanced at him slightly curiously, and couldn't help but ask.

"What's going on with you? You have a good relationship with this Chen Qiu? I see you seem very happy."

"General." Zhao Yi regained the satisfied look on his face and replied coldly to Yu Tu.

He glanced at Yu Tu beside him, thought for a moment, and added: "I'm just applauding their excellent performance."

"Applause for excellent performances? Tsk." Yu Tu sneered, "Their excellence is only relative to students. In professional orchestras, especially those famous tours in Europe, they are nothing. How can they be called excellent performances? ?”

Zhao glanced at Yu Tu, who was also applauding vigorously, and couldn't help but ask directly. "Nothing? So what are you applauding for?"

"Because they performed well in this competition!" Yu Tu faced Zhao Daoyao seriously, "I am a judge, and they are the best among all the students. I see the hope of the future of the conducting world, and I also I saw the talent of some orchestras and I was happy when I watched them perform, so I applauded them. Is this difficult to understand?”

"..."

Zhao Yi couldn't say anything.

He could never keep up with Yu Tu's thoughts.

For example, what Yu Tu said to him now, he almost couldn't find a reason to fight back.

Yu Tu is so upright that it's annoying.

This person doesn't know how to hide his thoughts at all and just says what he has to say.

If he hadn't been the number one conductor in the country and his orchestra was awesome enough, Zhao Yi would have thrown away his sleeves and left long ago.

But it's because he is number one in the country and the strongest conductor in the country.

So Zhao Yicai had no way to leave.

He took a deep breath, looked at Chen Qiu again, and spoke slowly.

"Chen Qiu won't learn from you, and he won't take your class either."

"That's it. Although it's a bit regretful, it's okay. It doesn't matter. If he could get up on his own, I would actually be happier."

Yu Tu looked at Chen Qiu and couldn't help but laugh.

Then he looked at Qin Xian and couldn't help but reveal a look of regret.

"In this case, it is unlikely that the concertmaster named Qin Xian will come to my orchestra. It is a pity. I rarely see such people who have their own ideas and can also follow the conductor and lead a good group of people. The concertmaster of the entire orchestra is here.”

Zhao Yi asked directly: "What about your current chief? Isn't your current chief good enough?"

"How is that possible? He is very powerful!" Yu Tu laughed and said directly, "It's just that he and I are already in our fifties. We won't be able to work for long. We can probably work for another twenty years." , I will be able to retire when I am about seventy years old, but the orchestra will not disband, I have to find the next generation of successors for the orchestra."

"Li Tian?"

"Li Tian is just one of them. In fact, I am very optimistic about him. He has a very good understanding of music and his professional ability as a conductor. However, he has no control over the orchestra at all. Unless the current orchestra is directly delegated to him, otherwise he will not be able to control the orchestra." It’s hard to become popular.”

Yu Tu spoke directly without any hesitation.

After that, he picked up the score sheet in his hand and gave it to the staff member who was still applauding. After the staff member hurriedly put away the score sheet, he laughed at Zhao Yi.

"Okay, I watched a good performance today. Even among professional bands, it belongs to the group that I can spend money to listen to. I am very satisfied. So, I will leave first. Let's go back later. See you in the Nine Schools League."

"Nine Schools League?" Zhao Yi was stunned and couldn't help but frowned, "You want to participate in the Nine Schools League?"

"Well, for this session, after all, this young man Chen Qiu is here, I have to go and play with him, right?"

After saying that, Yu Tu glanced at Chen Qiu on the stage, then at Zhao Yi, smiled at him and nodded, then disappeared into the crowd without a trace.

Looking at the empty judges' bench and the people applauding around him, Zhao Yi fell into deep thought.

Behind him, Zhao Zitong and Zhou Gangsheng looked at Chen Qiujun with expressions of envy and anticipation.

They all made a decision in their hearts at this moment.

I must be like Chen Qiu in the future, standing on such a stage and enjoying everyone's applause.

No matter what the effort!
Not only them, there were many other children brought here by their parents in the concert hall. They looked at Chen Qiu who exuded endless light, and they also showed envious expressions.

I really want to be a conductor like this big brother!

Under the gaze of all the people, Chen Qiu slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Qin Xian who was also applauding beside him, and Rui Jia, Ai Gu and others in the distance. He couldn't help but laugh and stretched out his hands to everyone.

"Okay, stop sitting and stamping your feet, get up? It's time for the curtain call! Don't tell me your legs are numb from stamping?"

After saying that, Chen Qiu turned around, faced the audience off the stage, opened his arms, glanced at everyone on the left and right, and raised his palms slightly.

"After all, this is not my stage alone, this is our Haiyin Second Troupe's stage, everyone's stage!"

Wow!
Everyone in the orchestra stood up and faced thousands of spectators off the stage with Chen Qiu.

Facing this applause that they had never enjoyed before, they didn't know whether it was because the lights above their heads were too hot or because they were shy.

Many of their faces gradually turned red.

Under the applause of the crowd, Chen Qiu led the orchestra and bowed slightly to the stage.

What followed was far more intense applause than before.

And endless.

"Bravo!"

……

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……

Backstage at the concert hall at this moment.

The leader, conductor, and other musicians of the last orchestra were scratching their heads and scratching their heads anxiously as they listened to the continuous applause outside the door.

No, what's going on now?

Do they still want to play?
(End of this chapter)