Later on, the girls talked a little bit between girls.
Such as life, such as gossip.
As for who is whose opponent, Ning Qianxia doesn't care, and neither does Jiang Yuzhen.
Everyone is here to participate in the competition. When they meet each other, they will naturally become opponents.
But when it came to the issue of victory or defeat, Jiang Yuzhen was much more enthusiastic than Ning Qianxia.
"Song will never lose."
Jiang Yuzhen was full of confidence.
In her opinion, even if the other party's conductor is quite accomplished at the piano, the opera stage is not a piano stage, there is a huge difference.
On the opera stage, an excellent conductor is far more important than the role of a singer.
Cai Song is already recognized as a talented conductor in the industry.
Ning Qianxia also agrees with this point of view, which is another reason why she did not put herself as Cai Song's opponent. She is just a singer.
But even so, Ning Qianxia still felt a little unhappy when she heard the other party's words.
Although she didn't have a girlfriend who could unreasonably say that her boyfriend was the best, she didn't want to lose this game, especially she didn't want to see Qin Jian lose to Cai Song.
This mentality has nothing to do with even some small feelings in his heart, it just means that Qin Jian cannot lose.
Simple yet complex.
"That's not necessarily the case."
So Ning Qianxia's confidence in her response does not sound that strong.
Jiang Yuzhen smiled when she heard this: "Let's wait and see."
...
Gossip and life are nothing more than the gossip of life or the life of gossip.
Ning Qianxia's life has always been simple. In the following time, she played the role of an audience as before, quietly listening to Jiang Yuzhen talk about what she had heard and seen in the past year.
On the other hand, the timeline in her heart always revolved around the topic of victory and defeat.
Yes.
She just didn't act that enthusiastic.
At this moment, even the milk tea in my mouth no longer feels so silky.
Of course, it could also be that the milk tea has gone cold.
...
...
At five-thirty, Qin Jian received a call from Ning Qianxia as soon as he came out of the rehearsal hall.
"Why can't I get through on the phone?" There was some noise on the other side of the phone, and the other party's careless voice sounded like he was on the street.
He has passed the sensitive period in his heart, and he is no longer so nervous about Ning Qianxia's call.
"When I came out of the concert hall just now, there was no signal inside. What's wrong?"
"What are you doing in the concert hall?"
"Watch the rehearsal of the Gu Symphony Orchestra and observe and learn."
"..."
All that's left on the phone is a noisy environment.
moment.
"I'm almost at the school gate, let's have a meal together."
There was no order or pleading in the other party's tone.
But Qin Jian didn't say it was inconvenient.
"good."
...
Five forty-seven.
Two dishes and one soup were quickly brought to the table.
A small Hunan cuisine restaurant, Qin Jian's angle was just right so that he could see the Haishi Conservatory of Music through the glass window of the restaurant.
The lanterns started to fall, and the dusk before nightfall coated the entire academy with an atmospheric dark gold.
Compared to the small interior scene.
"How is it? What do you think of Gu?"
"very nice."
"Did you know they also represent one of the teams competing this time?"
Ning Qianxia held the end of her chopsticks with her left hand, gently picked up a small piece of fried pork with small peppers and fed it to her mouth. She looked particularly elegant while eating.
Qin Jian stopped and ate in large chunks. He finished a bowl of rice in less than five minutes after the food was served.
"I heard what Tang Jie said and took a special look in the afternoon. From the perspective of the band alone, their overall quality is very, very high." Qin Jian waved to the waiter and ordered another piece of rice.
"The time was short, and I only listened to a piece of Dvořák, but I can see that their style is very prominent, bright and energetic, and there is often a change in the design of the hierarchical structure."
"How should I put it?" Qin Jian suddenly stopped, "Maybe they always make what you think the next second turn into something you didn't expect, but after hearing it, you will think it should be like this."
A while.
"That command was not easy. In just one hour, I felt that I gained a lot."
"I'm really looking forward to their Magic Flute."
Looking at Qin Jian who was devouring his food again, Ning Qianxia slowly put down her chopsticks.
The moment her two delicate thin lips parted, the words in her heart were replaced by something else.
"Eat slowly, there are still 15 minutes left."
She seemed to have a similar feeling. The scene she thought she was about to hear did not happen, and Qin Jian gave an answer that she thought was the best at the time.
"We're in no hurry."
This is also an attitude.
...
At seven o'clock sharp.
On the stage of the majestic concert hall of Haishi Conservatory of Music, the spokesperson of the organizing committee of this competition was giving an impassioned speech.
There were more than 800 seats in the audience, including various participating teams, teachers and students from Haiyuan, and a large group of fans.
The process of the opening ceremony is different. There are just a few links going back and forth.
After the last speaker has finished speaking.
"The opening concert begins now."
There was warm applause from the audience.
Lights flashed.
"This is?"
Qin Jian was slightly suspicious.
on the stage.
Therefore, not all members of the symphony orchestra were present, only a large string orchestra and a harpsichord.
After a moment, a figure holding a baton walked out from the background.
He was not tall, and his skin was as fair as that of a woman from a water town. Even the white lining under his neck seemed a little eclipsed by his skin color.
A slim matte silver tuxedo paired with a pair of metal-rimmed glasses made him look noble and elegant.
"Cai Song!"
Most of the speakers came from the Xingyuan team.
But the next second.
“Yuzhen!!!”
"Zhen Zhenzi!!!"
Just after the young conductor on the stage gently saluted the audience, he made an inviting gesture towards the backstage with a smile on his face.
moment.
A beautiful figure also wearing a silver dress appeared on the stage holding an ancient violin.
Her appearance made everything in the audience eclipse at this moment.
The only thing that can compete with it is probably the enthusiasm of the fans.
...
...
Jiang Yuzhen walked to the center of the stage, and the stage beam followed her to the center of the stage.
Under the applause, she and Cai Song looked at each other in tacit understanding and nodded lightly.
Cai Song returned to the podium, and Jiang Yuzhen walked to the front of the stage.
She moved her neck and then set up the violin.
The audience suddenly became quiet.
At this moment, the light curtain behind the stage suddenly dimmed.
The atmosphere in the hall became inexplicably tense.
A flash.
The audience could only see a streak of silver passing over the podium.
Then there was a sharp sound of piano bows clashing against each other.
"Buzz!"
“Buzz!!”
“Buzz!!!”
The increasingly sharp sound of plucking strings seemed to foreshadow something.