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367. Classic and Bloodborne? The arena is open! Lao Mo comes to proofing

With the rise of mass media such as records, radio and television, classical music in the 20th century has achieved unprecedented spread effects on a global scale.

However, even in the record industry's most glorious years, it was not easy to create profits from classical music.

Unlike the whirlwind of pop music, most classical records sell very slowly. After an initial release of 2,000 to 4,000 copies, they usually circulate on the market for a long time, and even a record will not be released a second time.

"Do you know why? Dear Frank."

Vaughn asked.

Frank made a look like he wanted to hear more.

Vaughn continued: "Walter, the most prominent classical record producer in history, wanted a record to continue to circulate for more than 30 years, even if the sale became a private act."

"You may wonder that when the price of a record has increased tenfold or even a hundredfold, we can't get even half a profit."

"but."

"Classics can never be copied."

"The moment the track ends, a classic becomes a classic."

"Ahem." Frank coughed twice, "No offense, sir, but does this have anything to do with the situation we are currently facing?"

Vaughn shook his head and said disapprovingly: "Of course, our old rivals only issued 1,000 copies this time. It seems they have noticed something."

Frank still didn't understand and asked suspiciously: "So this is why we only released 100 copies this time?"

Vaughan smiled and said, "That was just an hour ago."

"Now I've changed my mind."

As he spoke, he held out five fingers.

"Five hundred?" Frank felt a sense of joy for those collectors who like Mozart.

Just the next second, Vaughn shook his head.

"50 pictures."

"Notify me."

Frank thought he heard wrongly.

"By the way, Frank, tell Astor to destroy all the master tapes."

a long time.

"Okay sir, I'll do it right away."

Frank didn't ask any more questions. He knew what he should ask and what he shouldn't ask. After experiencing so many ups and downs, he had a hunch that his old buddy's judgment was still right this time.

After Frank left, Vaughan came to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Every time he makes an important decision, he comes here and needs to calm down.

This time, Vaughan felt that he had spent a lot of money to win over the young man.

While he loves music, he is also a businessman, a businessman who has never failed.

"We never sell classics, we create classics."

“More classics.”

...

...

Another early morning.

09:00.

Rehearsal Hall of Haishi Conservatory of Music.

Old location.

After a night, the members of Le Figaro Spring seemed to have much calmer expressions this morning.

"Then let's get started."

With the baton waved again, the orchestra played again.

"Dong——————1"

...

Everything ends naturally.

When Qin Jian put away his hands, Wang Xiaoliang's voice came from the audience.

"26 minutes and 43 seconds."

Qin Jian waved his hand, "ok."

"Remember the feeling this time, tomorrow night, this time this time this will be our standard."

"Especially the orchestra members, we must remember the concept of three chords that we have emphasized. If the opening three chords are stable, we will be half successful. Do you remember it?!"

"remember!"

"Okay, let's collect our instruments."

The perfect completion of the work gave everyone peace of mind.

In the remaining half an hour, Qin Jian and a group of behind-the-scenes staff once again finalized the timing of lighting, sound effects, and stage dry ice emission.

"When the time comes, all teachers will look at my gestures. The error in this time will not exceed five seconds."

"good."

Everyone responded.

"Okay, that's it, we're all gone here. Senior sister, please stay here for a while."

Qin Jian and Huang Cheng came to the rockery props and said, "Sister, I want to remove one rockery and leave only three."

Huang Cheng thought for a while, "Have you decided to use the '3' element of the magic flute?

Qin Jian nodded, "That's fine, just removing one will make the stage too empty. After all, we didn't use any multimedia background this time."

"Let's just be empty, we still respect the original stage." Qin Jian thought about it for a long time last night, and finally made this decision. Since he followed the traditional stage, he had to make all the details perfect.

moment.

"Let's do this," Huang Cheng said, "I'll go to the Haishi Song and Dance Theater later and ask them if they have suitable props. Anyway, we can only use them for one night. I did a stage with their troupe last year.

It’s considered acquaintance.”

"Then I'll trouble you, Senior Sister."

"No trouble, I'll go right away and let you know as soon as I have any results."

An hour passed quickly, and I had gone through all the problems.

Qin Jian breathed a sigh of relief and had just sat down to rest when the second rehearsal team this morning arrived at the rehearsal venue.

"Wuyinyuan."

After observing the other party's entire rehearsal, Qin Jian felt that "Turandot" filmed by Wuyin Academy was also good, and their conductor also added some modern elements to the stage scenery.

It has to be said that the sacrifice of a certain traditional layout does indeed provide a higher stage beauty for the audience to appreciate.

...

On the other side, in a modern music studio, the behind-the-scenes production team of the Gu Symphony Orchestra has been busy again since yesterday afternoon, overturning the previous assumptions.

The entire team unified their steps and created a new "content" overnight.

After the animation on the electronic screen finished playing, the staff member responsible for editing asked the person next to him, "Brother Cai, what do you think of the effect this time?"

"Twenty-four minutes and 39 seconds," Cai Song pondered for a moment. The duration was about the same, but he felt that the dialogue time in the middle was a bit delayed. "Cut that part out."

...

Two hours later.

"Okay, that's it."

Cai Song nodded with satisfaction, "Everyone has worked hard these past two days. Take a good rest. We will go through the stage tomorrow morning and the official competition will be held in the evening."

...

The first day of the competition officially kicked off with the busy schedule of the nine teams.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Jian received a letter from Huang Cheng, 'It's done.'

The final worries were settled. At 6:40 in the evening, Qin Jian led his team to the official competition venue, the Opera Hall of Haishi Conservatory of Music.

The crowd was buzzing.

In the center of the seat, on ten seats with special labels, sit the ten judges who will judge this competition.

After the host read out the order of the field, at seven o'clock on time, the game officially kicked off.

...

The first one to appear was The Marriage of Figaro presented by Sichuan Music Theater.

The neatly dressed band has a steady temperament.

As an experienced team, they have experienced countless stages and competitions.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he showed a mature and stable temperament, covering everything from dressing to expression management.

The applause brought out the opportunity, a woman about fifty or sixty years old.

Not inferior to the sassiness of the male conductor, she strutted up to the podium in the underground orchestra pit in front of the stage, where she was closest to the audience, turned around and bowed.

The whole place was silent.

Music starts.

Lao Mo's works are the first to appear.

"The Marriage of Figaro."


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