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520. Really pissed off: On the Bed at Sea Pianist Fighting

Just because no one says anything doesn't mean it's a bad thing.

Qin Jian's approach is simply to allow each voice to truly hear what the other voices are doing at the same time and what it looks like.

He adopted this training method from Xia Dong. He also used this training method during the club rehearsal last year, but at that time he did not divide the voices as carefully as he does today.

This time he wanted to examine this section with the strictest standards, because not only in his mind, many people bought tickets to listen to The Magic Flute because of this section of the Ode of the Queen of the Night.

So the orchestra must be in place throughout this section.

Even though time was running out, after listening to it in the audience just now, he felt that the problem was not big.

From a personal technical point of view, everyone basically has no big problems. What is lacking is listening and ensemble awareness.

He chose to start with percussion because he knew that currently only Zheng Feng could fulfill his request. He needed to have a part that could set an example so that other parts could see and hear what it meant to master their part.

standards.

Zheng Feng did it and did not let him down.

After a long time, no sound director raised his hand. Although they were the sound director, they still treated the rehearsal with the mentality of "I am still a student" and did not have the professional status of a professional musician.

The ministers did not dare to speak, and many vocal members also lowered their heads.

The atmosphere on the stage became increasingly depressing.

Sudden.

"All right."

Qin Jian smiled easily and placed the baton on the music stand.

Suddenly the atmosphere on the stage became much more relaxed.

Everyone looked at him again.

Qin Jian then smiled and said: "Then let's stop here for the time being, and let's discuss this issue in the morning."

Tang Jie interrupted with a slightly anxious tone: "Qin Jian, we only have three days left." The implication is that time is running out.

His words also represented the attitude of quite a few people. Someone echoed: "President, let's wait in line for a while."

Qin Jian nodded and gave everyone a reassuring look: "Three days are enough."

A moment of silence.

He carefully looked at everyone he had not seen for a long time.

For a moment, it felt like going back to the days when a group of people sweated profusely to get rid of carmen.

I feel in my heart that time flies by so fast.

At this time, everyone was looking at Qin Jian with various eyes. They had not seen him for several months, and they felt that their president had undergone some changes.

Qin Jian looked around and looked back.

"Miss you very much."

The four gentle words carry the weight of emotion.

At this time, "President! I miss you too!!"

"Haha——" Everyone laughed and looked at the fat boy in the Zhongti group who shouted this sentence.

This laughter completely brought the atmosphere on the stage back to a familiar atmosphere, and Ning Qianxia in the audience also laughed.

"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner tonight," Qin Jian also smiled and looked at the middle-aged boy. At this time, someone refused and said, "President, I miss you too, so can you take me with you to dinner?"

Then there was another round of reconsideration, "We want it too!"

"Okok, I'll have two meals later, everyone who comes will have a share, but before that, I want to make a few digressions——"

Qin Jian said and the stage became quiet.

"Regarding this performance, I hope everyone can understand the nature of our performance."

"This time is different from a competition, and it is also different from a performance with a school mission."

"What we are going to conduct this time is a series of business performances."

"To put it simply, people pay for tickets to watch our performances."

Qin Jian looked in the direction of Chen Tangjie, "Tangjie, how many tickets were sold for the first game?"

Tang Jie: "I'll tell you this at noon, and it's basically sold out."

Qin Jian nodded, "As we all know, the Blue Ocean Concert Hall of Poly Theater has 571 seats."

"I don't know if the 571 seats will be filled by then. Of course, some of the audience will come through our group performances and some post-production promotions."

"There are also some friendly tickets and complimentary tickets issued by sponsors and co-organizers. I don't care whether these people come or not."

"What I want to ask you is, apart from the above two situations, what are those strangers who voluntarily bought tickets to see?"

"Magic Flute." Qin Jian asked and answered himself.

"Yes, The Spring of Figaro will be performed seven times in twenty days, with an average of one performance every three days."

"Okay, then what is the selling point of our Magic Flute produced by Figaro?"

"story?"

"I guess seven out of ten viewers don't know what the Magic Flute is about."

"The remaining three who know are definitely not here to relive the story."

"Then what did they come to see?"

"Well-known orchestra? Well-known musicians? Well-known conductor?"

Qin Jian smiled, "Probably only the name of our alma mater is well-known in our titles."

While everyone was laughing, Li Shasha retorted: "What the president said is wrong. You and Sister Qian Xia are both well-known people."

Some people also said this.

Qin Jian looked at Li Shasha for a moment and said, "How about you and me, Qian Xia, the three of us do an experiment. When there is a heavy crowd tomorrow, we go to the entrance of the Poly Theater. If we pass by a person, we will stop him and ask him if he recognizes him.

Qian Xia and I, if he wants to know each other, I'll give you 500. If he shakes his head and says he doesn't know, then you can give me 50, if you dare, it's just for one hour."

"Uh..." It's not that Li Shasha didn't dare, it's just that she felt as if what the other person said was the same thing. But in her mind, Qin Jian and Ning Qianxia were both very powerful characters. Not only had they both won awards in the professional circle,

Recognized by high-value professional competitions.

Even Qin Jian personally and DG Company have released records. There are so many people in the world who are engaged in classical music, but few have achieved such an achievement.

After a moment, Li Shasha muttered, "I won't fight because you two are usually too low-key~"

Everyone laughs.

Qin Jian thought that this had nothing to do with whether he was low-key or not. It was too difficult to break out of the classical music circle. Here he thought of the Chopin Competition again.

After thinking about it and sighing, Qin Jian took his thoughts back and returned to the topic.

"So what is the selling point of our performance of The Magic Flute?"

Qin Jian's words gradually aroused everyone's thinking.

"I think there are two points."

"First, a stage that highly restores the background of the story."

"We all know that The Magic Flute is a magical story. When we went to Haishi to participate in the competition, everyone also saw The Magic Flute performed by the Go Band. Modern stage light and shadow technology was used to directly enhance and render the magical colors on the stage."

"This is something we can learn from, but I don't think modern technology can replace the artificial scenery of the traditional opera stage."

"Because illusory light and shadow have no flesh and blood in the presentation of authenticity."


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