317. Recruiting troops and buying horses without thinking and worrying
Once the name was decided, the rest became easier.
After some discussion, Qin Jian simply arranged the next tasks.
"Now I want to know about your majors. Tang Jie, please take a pen and make statistics."
"OK."
"Yuan Pengfei, clarinet."
"Mark, alto."
"Bass, Wang Lin."
"Li Shasha, Xiaoti."
...
After the statistics, Qin Jian looked at the list and made some mental decisions, and said: "There are still a lot of missing parts for wind instruments, and the number of string members is far from enough, and the vocal parts are not complete. To be honest with you, I plan to add
Our group debut is scheduled for the freshman party. If everything goes well, as long as we successfully fire the first shot, we won’t have to worry about no one joining us later.”
Chen Tangjie interjected: "The stage of the freshman party is indeed a good opportunity, but can we arrange an opera in less than ten days? And isn't an opera very long?"
"Yeah, the time is too rushed, right? You should be fully prepared for the group's debut?" Wang Lin asked.
Qin Jian nodded: "I understand what everyone means, but I have already selected the repertoire. It won't take long, and this must be rehearsed in a short time."
"What play?" everyone asked.
Qin Jian coughed lightly and said: "Carmen's excerpt, love is like a bird."
"Habanera dance?" Zheng Feng asked suspiciously.
"Yes," Qin Jian said, "This piece is definitely a familiar classic to everyone, and it is not difficult for the orchestra to rehearse it."
"More importantly, this section is mainly a mezzo-soprano solo," he said, his eyes falling on Ning Qianxia's face, "We have a ready-made one here."
Everyone has witnessed Ning Qianxia's strength with their own eyes.
"Ok, deal!"
Wang Xiaoliang was excited again, as if he had already seen the scene on the stage, and clapped his hands and said: "Let's start rehearsing quickly."
Qin Jian raised his hand to signal everyone not to get excited.
"Tomorrow morning I will go to the student union to submit a club application and see if I can get a rehearsal space. If not, I will think of a way on my own. In short, I must find a place that can provide everyone with rehearsal as soon as possible."
"The remaining problem now is that even with this excerpt, our stage configuration is still not enough."
"Qin Jian, tell me. We will find a way to help you with whatever you need, and we will bring people over to you. We will also put up a banner for the club to recruit new members tomorrow, so we don't have to worry about not being able to attract people."
"That's it, President, you say it and we will take action."
Ning Qianxia also said: "Qin Jian, you don't have to worry about the chorus. I'll help you organize a choir with the minimum size."
"Then I'm sorry to bother you," Qin Jian said without being polite. He is neither familiar with nor understands the vocal music department."
For a moment, he turned his eyes back to everyone: "For the string section, I want a bass, three flutes, three flutes, four violins one and two, and for the wind section, a flute, and a piano.
For the time being, Zheng Feng alone is enough for the trees and percussion."
"In the end, we just needed a conductor."
After the words fell, everyone looked at him with confused eyes.
Ning Qianxia took the lead in speaking: "I refuse everything without your command."
....
After the meeting, everyone got busy. Chen Tangjie and Ding Yaru were busy hugging the freshmen of the orchestra in various groups. The little cutie spent the night drawing a promotional poster for "Le Figaro".
Ning Qianxia didn't know what method she used, but she actually pulled a fifteen-member choir into the club's chat group before eleven o'clock in the evening.
Let it go: without further ado, welcome everyone
Mine is bigger than yours: Hahaha, President, your name has some connotations.
Brother Jie: Qin Jian, please do your work. I will help you arrange work for everyone.
Brother Jie: I won’t leave the door open for you tonight,/smile
Music Theory Killer: Tsk tsk, president, please take care of yourself~
Momo:+1
....
Seeing everyone chatting animatedly, Qin Jian put down his cell phone.
The first step has been taken.
He took out a can of beer from the refrigerator and placed it on the piano board. He opened the lid of the Steinway.
A moment later, the midnight Chopin passed through the door of 309 and resounded throughout the teaching building.
Prelude in B flat minor.
A new chapter, the next step towards the Chopin Competition.
The new battlefield has just begun. The light and flowing sound of the piano seems to have passed through the plains of Castile, galloping on the banks of the Donets River, overlooking the black torrent of armor and chariots flowing into the distance.
In another corner under the same sky, the Prelude in B flat minor has just come to an end.
It's blue there.
"Very good, Duan, your sense of space in clauses is getting better and better."
Rigel looked at the girl in front of the piano and sighed in his heart. In the past few months, her progress could not be described as great. He had seen too many young people with amazing talents. This girl was definitely the most underestimated.
One of them, her thin body seemed to have an inexhaustible energy.
"Thanks."
Over the past few months, Duan Ran's short hair has reached past his shoulders. In addition, he has been locked in the piano room all day long, and he has lost a little weight. Now he looks much more stable, but there is more silence written on his face.
A little.
She put away the music on the piano and picked up the cloth bag, "Teacher Rigel, let's go first."
"Wait a minute, Duan," Rigel stopped Duan Ran and frowned: "Are you really not going to take the piano ensemble class? That's two credits. You only need to take one exam and you can easily get it.
arrive."
Duan Ran turned around and blinked slightly, "Sorry, Teacher Geer, I don't want the credits."
moment.
"I only have one partner."
she laughed.
After that, he turned around and pushed the door open to leave, taking out his cell phone.
...
The dark teaching and research room 309.
A buzzing sound interrupted Qin Jian's music. He stopped and picked up his cell phone.
I couldn't help but smile when I looked at the picture messages on my phone, and then I raised my hand to take a picture of the sheet music on the piano in the dim moonlight.
Click Send.
...
On the way back to the apartment, Duan Ran's phone buzzed, and she quickly opened it.
On the screen of the mobile phone, two identical pieces of music score were arranged one above the other, one bright and one dark.
Chopin's Prelude in B flat minor is like an invisible link touching both sides of the earth at this moment.
Duan duan duan duan: pay attention to your body
Duan Duan Duan Duan: Everything is fine here, don’t think about it.
The sun is shining brightly in Paris in September.
...
...
It was already 8:30 when Qin Jian got up from the bed. He went back to the dormitory to wash up, then left the dormitory and went to the teaching building. It took him less than ten minutes to submit the application for forming a group.
Chen Tangjie and the others had no classes in the morning, so they put up a banner in the new area of the club and started recruiting people. There were two signboards, Qin Jian and Ning Qianxia, and many freshmen came to inquire about it.
After submitting the application, Qin Jian took a taxi without stopping to the Yanjing Symphony Orchestra's office and found Xia Dong.
"Xia Zhi, I'll get the score."
"You didn't even say hello to me when you came to Yanjing to go to school. If you hadn't called me yesterday to ask for the music score, I would have thought you stayed in Vienna."
"Here, you want the genealogy of the Carmen opera. What are you doing in such a hurry?"
Qin Jian briefly talked to Xia Dong.
"Opera can be a bit complicated."
The next step was time. Qin Jian asked Xia Dong a lot of questions about command.
Xia Dong also answered them one by one and gave him more professional advice on some detailed issues.
When Qin Jian returned to school, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.
"You're back. You don't believe me even if I say it. Guess how many people we hired today?"
As soon as he entered the dormitory door, he was pulled over by Chen Tangjie.