As the host's chatter ends, the first program is about to take place.
Compared to the hosts' speeches, everyone was obviously more curious about the unknown program, especially after the opening of Libertango, the scene was already in a party atmosphere.
The host left the stage, and Ning Qianxia came on stage with her singing and singing performance team.
A small choir of 7 people, she was in the center of the group wearing a black dress.
Seven people, three men and three women, lined up in a row, lined up left and right with her as the dividing line. Judging from their relatively solemn attire and simple formation, this should be a relatively quiet show.
After a moment, the applause from the audience subsided, and the boy on the far left took the lead to break the stage. A bass full of magnetic vibrations instantly set the stage.
Then the second person, the third person, and the third person's voice appeared one after another.
Each of them is responsible for a long note, and soon the layers of each voice become clear.
"Acapella."
Some people in the audience have already realized that there is no live accompaniment, no CD accompaniment from the music station, only seven people singing a cappella facing four microphones one meter away in front of them.
When the fourth person's voice sounded, the audience recognized that it was the melody of the Swan Lake excerpt.
The girl who sang the main melody only used the sound of "ah" to express the elegant softness and beauty of the swan's neck in the music vividly and delicately.
Then the fifth and sixth sounds appeared one after another, filling the harmony of the music more fully.
At this moment, a super high-pitched female voice appeared.
The eyes of everyone in the audience shifted to Ning Qianxia's position.
She held her head high, looking up in the direction of the desk lamp. Her mouth was half-open. If you look closely, you can see that her throat was shaking slightly.
Her throat and resonant cavity are moving rapidly, as if imitating the rapid arpeggios of the harp. Each note is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, and then jumps into the air and disappears in the underlying harmony.
The beautiful vocal chorus continues until the fragment is repeated again, and then ends.
The audience gave me warm applause.
Very high level a cappella.
The first program of the party showed the professional level and musical quality of the students of Hua Guo Yuan.
The next second program is the hand shadow mime - "Life" brought by the Composition Department.
They extracted the well-known classic classical music fragments and renovated them to form four new pieces of music.
The hand shadows constantly change in the music, telling a total of four stories.
Each story has a corresponding piece of music, expressing a person's four stages of youth, youth, middle age and old age.
Qin Jian didn't bother to watch Ning Qianxia, but he did watch the mime completely.
"really not bad."
His perspective can not only see the front of the stage, but also sideways and see the performers behind the stage.
The hand shadow performer who was sweating profusely at this moment was the composer classmate who had a congenital curvature of the spine during military training.
Qin Jian still remembers his name - Tian Qi.
"really not bad."
As he was muttering, someone suddenly patted him from behind. When he turned around, Aso Shishu was looking at him with a smile.
Qin Jian looked at the other person and looked him up and down, then gave a thumbs up and praised: "The braids are good."
"Brother, don't say that!"
"The next show is yours." Qin Jian's eyes returned to the stage.
"Yeah," Aso Natsuki patted her chest, "I'm a little nervous."
Qin Jian: "Nervous...it's not that big..."
Natsuki Aso hurriedly shook his head, and his two ponytails twirled around like rattles, ""Heal, heal, this is the first time I have played piano on the stage with seven people."
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Piano Octet—a program like this is hard to find anywhere.
After the pantomime ended, the four teams of students responsible for stage control were busy for a while before pushing eight small grand pianos onto the stage.
Natsuki Aso, as the chief vocalist of this show, is also responsible for the appearance among the eight people.
It's just that I don't know who had the bad idea to make her wear twin tails. This is completely different from Natsuki Aso on the field that Qin Jian is familiar with.
However, Qin Jian was still very interested in this program. They changed Schubert's piano work No. 2 in E flat major into an octet.
"This is the highlight."
...
But after reading it, Qin Jian could only say that except for Aso Natsuki's solo, there was nothing worth talking about.
This is not a technical problem for everyone. Everyone's skills are good, but the sum of eight people is less than eight.
"It would be great if we could reduce the number of voices to three."
But overall it's still good, Qin Jian just has some faults in his heart.
After the piano department's performance, it was the folk music department's turn.
He has seen the folk music department's program rehearsed many times in the opera hall, and it is considered a relatively eye-catching program.
A group of antique beauties presented - Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night.
After the fourth program ends, the first half ends.
The planning team arranged an interactive game session on and off the field to replace the intermission.
Qin Jian didn't watch the game session because he wasn't interested and went straight back to the lounge.
At this time, everyone in the break has transformed into a 'complete body.'
"President, if you don't change your clothes yet, the next show will be ours."
Qin Jian raised his reindeer hat and said, "I only have one hat."
Everyone refused to obey.
"no!"
"reject!"
"We don't agree!"
As a result, Qin Jian and everyone were forcibly stuffed into a doll suit.
After some troubles, Qin Jian frowned when he looked at himself in the mirror.
Is this a teddy bear or a reindeer?
"Is there a hole in your stomach?"
Looking at the costumes of everyone around him, Qin Jian felt that his image was a bit miserable.
Twenty minutes later.
"Everyone, get ready! The game ahead is over!"
A figure wearing a round straw hat and a red vest opened the door to the lounge.
"Copy guy!"
"Wear your hat, mask and everything."
"Fuck you, brothers!" Chen Tangjie checked his tail again.
Qin Jian twisted his fat body and stood up, "Don't be impatient, please speak to me again!!"
As he spoke, he put on his hat again.
Just like last year, his deer head was still tilted to one side.
Drooping.
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The second half of the program begins.
The audience is in place.
Only this time, their applause did not immediately call out the actors. The enthusiastic applause replaced the stage with a moment of darkness.
At one point, the scene seemed like a sudden power outage.
After a moment of commotion, a beam of light suddenly hit the center of the entire stage.
"Ah!! It's Tintin!!"
There was an exclamation from the audience.
Under the beam, a figure dressed as a purple Teletubbies tilted his head and waved to the audience.
"Ha, is the orchestra going to perform a stage play?"
At this moment, another beam of light came down, and a cello was lying quietly under the beam, with a bow lying across the sound.
In the midst of laughter, purple Tintin awkwardly squatted down and raised the cello.
Then stand the bow in front of your mouth.
The next second.
The entire concert hall fell silent.
She pulled the bow string gently.
The familiar harmonic trend immediately ignited the audience.