312. I do not agree with the initial planning for the establishment of the group
The setting sun in the afternoon filtered through the window and fell on the round table in the conference room.
In the office conference room of the Huaguo Conservatory of Music, the directors of the teaching and research offices of each department sat in a circle.
A meeting of the big guys.
Sitting in the center is Wu Qing, the dean of the Huaguo Conservatory of Music.
"Then I have troubled you all to worry about the school anniversary. Does anyone have any additional opinions?"
The 60th anniversary of the school is a major event this year for Hua Guo Yuan. Everyone is also a veteran of various departments of the college. Many of them graduated from the college and have stayed in the school to this day, witnessing with their own eyes the changes and development of the college over the past few decades.
Everyone’s hard work has been gathered here.
Seeing that there was no sound, Wu Qing's eyes fell on the figure farthest away from him, and asked from the distance: "Qingci, do you have anything else to say?"
Shen Qingci's return this time was something that no one expected.
As the most outstanding piano graduate of Hua Guo Yuan since the founding of the school, he left Europe as the first prize winner in the piano group of the first Hua Yun Competition. He successively competed in major international competitions and won several awards, becoming an international celebrity in one fell swoop.
Well-known Chinese pianist.
Although he was no longer active in the public eye, everyone knew that in recent years, he had lived in seclusion behind the scenes and had not been able to relax. He imported a large number of genuine foreign piano scores, edited and translated them, and successively revised and drafted two sets of domestic piano examination textbooks, striving to promote the development of the Chinese nation.
The development of the piano.
This time I returned to my alma mater and took over the position of director of the piano department, which can be regarded as a well-deserved official position.
After Wu Qing finished speaking, everyone looked over.
Apart from emotional issues, Shen Qingci has always been a neat person. Meetings are not about reminiscing about old times. When there is work, we talk about work. "Dean, before I returned to China, I received an invitation from Dean Chelman to perform at the Tchaikovsky Music Festival at the end of the year."
The academy has a seminar on Rachmaninoff’s piano works.”
"I know about this. The invitation letter from the other college was sent last week," Wu Qingdao said. "I also plan to come down and discuss it with you. This time I want you to bring a few doctoral students to participate. You have just taken over the piano.
I don’t know much about the department’s work yet. I’ll go back and make a list of students for you to choose from. There are a few promising ones who are pretty good.”
Shen Qingci nodded and said, "I think so too, but I want to borrow someone from outside the department."
"who?"
"2014 freshman musicology student, Qin Jian."
As soon as he finished speaking, there were whispers in the conference room. This year's freshmen did have a few more good ones than in previous years, but the one with the best reputation was Qin Jian. But what everyone was surprised about was whether this child was the right one when he filled out his application form.
Wrong encoding was written.
Wu Qing looked like he had expected it, and said with a smile, "Okay, if you have any other questions, feel free to ask them, and the college will try its best to cooperate with your work."
Shen Qing said: "No more."
at this time.
"no."
A strong and hoarse voice suddenly silenced the conference room, and everyone looked at him one after another.
Sitting on Wu Qing's left hand, in the second seat of the round table, an old man holding a cane and seeming to be about to fall asleep slowly raised his head, and his cloudy eyes swept across the crowd.
"I disagree."
It's loud and clear.
"Boy Shen."
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"Finally home."
Boys' apartment building.
A few people from 404 were still wearing camouflage uniforms. When they pushed the door open, they felt a stuffy smell.
"Open the windows and get some air."
Wang Xiaoliang sighed, "I'm still a little reluctant to come back and want to stay there for a few more days."
"Look in the mirror first. After a few days of military training, we probably won't be able to recognize you if you fall into the coal pile." Chen Tangjie took off his clothes and after a moment, he said, "Oh."
A sigh.
After the training review work was successfully concluded at noon, the teachers, students and seven instructors of the three companies held a farewell party in the cafeteria. Not only were the delicious meals prepared by the cafeteria for everyone, but also the snacks that were stolen and handed over on the first day.
Farewell is just around the corner, especially after last night, everyone is even more reluctant to leave these lovely instructors and the land where sweat has been shed.
But just like what Hu Long said to everyone before leaving, "There is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever."
Ten days of getting along, including running with heavy loads under the scorching sun, and singing and laughing after sunset, are wonderful memories for everyone involved.
"I believe these ten days will be an unforgettable experience for you in your future life, as well as for me."
"I will remember each of you, and ask you to always keep discipline and collective in your hearts."
"I hope you can work harder and create better music for society after you return to school."
"We will go to see your performances if we have the opportunity. At that time, I hope I can proudly tell the people in the audience that the soldiers on stage are all soldiers I have led."
"Do you have confidence?"
"have!!!"
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"It's not like we won't see each other again. Didn't the instructor say that the school is watching us during the school anniversary party?" Chen Tangjie said, "The military training is over, and we should work hard."
"Yes, it's time to start making plans for the next step. Everyone has to get busy," Wang Xiaoliang said and suddenly turned his head, "Brother Jian, is what you told us last night true? Do you really plan to build a club?
, if you want to do it, I will be the first to sign up. Although my major is not in line with the theme of your club, I can be the one to cheer for you."
Qin Jian took off his camouflage uniform and folded it, put it aside, turned around and said, "Really."
He glanced at the three of them and said, "I also mapped out this club during the past few days of military training, and now my ideas are basically clear."
“And it must be built.”
Seeing Qin Jian's decisive attitude, Chen Tangjie couldn't help but put down the things in his hands and came over: "I don't know why you must set up an opera club, but count me in. You can't do an opera without an orchestra, right?"
, just give me the title of chief of the wind section when the time comes, hahaha."
"Count me in too."
The three of them looked at each other and saw that the drumstick on Zheng Feng's left hand changed two circles and magically moved to his right hand.
"It doesn't matter if the people in the West beat me."
One hero, three gangs.
Qin Jian looked at his three roommates, nodded, and said solemnly: "Thank you, everyone."
"Thank you, we 404 are one." Wang Xiaoliang said with a rare seriousness, "I will sign up for the little cutie, she will definitely be willing to participate."
Then he glanced at Chen Tangjie provocatively.
Chen Tangjie ignored Wang Xiaoliang, looked at Qin Jian and continued: "I guess if you really set up a club, Yaru will also participate. With her joining, the bass string group doesn't have to worry for the time being."
"That's right," Wang Xiaoliang clapped his hands, "there are you and Xia Shu in the piano department, and now it's just a matter of..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but raise his brows, "It seems there's a lot of difference... I really don't understand Western music very well, what do you say, Brother Jie?"
Chen Tangjie took over, "It doesn't matter if there are many bad parts in the orchestra for the time being. We really can't wait for the club to recruit new members. Let's put up a recruitment business and use Qin Jian's prestige among the freshmen. In addition, Zheng Feng and I can find a way to win over some new orchestral freshmen."
"It's not a problem to set up an orchestra framework. The main problem now is the vocal department. Opera is not like a symphony. It's not enough to just set up an orchestra."
Wang Xiaoliang expressed great agreement: "Yes, the orchestra framework has been figured out, we have to find a way to find a few opera singers."
....
It's not that he hasn't thought about what the two of them said, but he hasn't figured out the horoscope yet.
Some words were too early, and he even did not have a complete system of knowledge - 'how to rehearse an opera'.
But he didn't have much time to wait.
He didn't spend much time in college, except for practicing piano and going to Germany to record records at the end of October.
The information about the Magic Flute and the debut of Ya Da and Qi La are all things he needs to complete in the next one to two years.
The former was related to the space intelligence system. He needed to explore what this thing did, but he had already missed the first piece of information.
Not to mention the latter, the unlocking conditions for the next chapter of Mozart's last wish. As the story line develops, the Kiwanis will enter the scene. Unsurprisingly, the story about the Man in Black and the Mystery of the Century Requiem will gradually emerge. He
We have to understand what's behind it all
Although there are still objective issues such as manpower, material resources, rehearsal space, etc., his team must be arranged in advance.
Freshmen at level 14 are the best resources.
"Qin Jian, I think you can start with Ning Qianxia for the vocal part. Didn't you two have a very interesting chat last night?"
As soon as Chen Tangjie finished speaking, Qin Jian's cell phone rang.