Qin Jian hung up the phone, loaded up his cell phone, and went to the mirror. After washing his hands, he fiddled with his hair twice without fixing his appearance.
The call from the old bartender came suddenly, but not suddenly. He had experienced enough unexpected things in the past few days.
At this time, he felt very calm.
The old bartender just asked him two simple questions on the phone -
"How did the first half of the concert sound?"
"Are you still willing to accept the previous proposal?"
Qin Jian felt that there was nothing unacceptable, as long as he could play La San completely. He had made it very clear on the phone before.
As for the first question, he said, "It's surprisingly good."
If opportunities always come to those who are prepared, then Qin Jian had to say that he really had nothing to prepare for. In his view, a stage like the Grieg Concert Hall was no longer a huge thing.
After leaving the bathroom, the concert hall was back to the chaos before the opening. The viewing platform on the second floor, the stairs, and everywhere were crowded with people.
Qin Jian returned to his seat and took out his cell phone and watch room card. His actions did not surprise Liao Linjun on the side.
Qin Jian's little eyes said everything.
After handing the arranged belongings to Liao Linjun, Qin Jian smiled and said, "Wish me good luck."
Liao Linjun raised the corner of his mouth and warned, "Pay attention to the command."
She was not worried about Qin Jian finishing the performance, but the scene that was about to be performed was not foreshadowed by running on the stage. As a teacher, she needed to remind her.
"Well, I'll try my best and just treat it as a rehearsal." Qin Jian replied easily, then he turned to look at Duan Hong, who was confused, and explained apologetically, "Uncle Duan, please excuse me for a moment.
You have to get ready to go on stage, see you later."
As he spoke, he smiled and nodded to Commander Bruno, who was looking at him, then turned and left.
Duan Hong, who had no plot, didn't react for a while, but after Liao Linjun's explanation.
Duan Hong's expression was also extremely wonderful. He had seen this kind of thing too many times. Even the viola in the quartet he brought this time was a temporary replacement member.
It was just the first time that he had experienced such a sudden situation at a concert, and it happened to Qin Jian.
He was a little excited for a moment. As a professional musician, this kind of drama is indeed attractive enough.
But on the one hand, he was also vaguely worried about Qin Jian. Just like Liao Linjun was worried, Qin Jian had not had any cooperation experience with the Helsinki Symphony Orchestra before.
"Let us wait quietly." Liao Linjun gave a good suggestion.
After listening to Duan Hong's story, Bruno's little eyes brightened a lot. As a true commander, he had to say that Grisbeck was reckless and stupid, and at the same time he admired Sabina's boldness. If today
If it were him standing on the conductor's podium, he would rather change the repertoire.
Finally, regarding the Chinese boy, Bruno will not comment on the music because the concert has not been performed yet.
He first admired Qin Jian's madness. Although this kind of career-settling choice was not in line with his musical philosophy, in his opinion, Piano Music No. 3 was also crazy enough.
Such a crazy young man is going to play such a crazy piece in such a situation, and the attraction here seems to be more than the thing itself.
He expected to see a crazier scene. As for what was in the scene that was considered crazy, he just waited for the craziness to unfold itself.
The whole concert hall continued to be noisy.
At this time, a face-to-face conversation was taking place backstage.
The two parties talking were Qin Jian and Sabina. The old bartender stood aside and acted as a translator, but Chris Baker was not seen.
Things didn't come naturally at this point.
The dispute resumed.
After the old bartender conveyed Sabina's words to Qin Jian, Qin Jian shook his head, still maintaining a polite smile, and said implicitly, "I still hope that the entire orchestra can come with me, including the conductor."
In such an atmosphere, even when facing Sabina with a serious face, Qin Jian still showed no signs of cowardice: "I didn't mean any offense."
At this time, the old bartender was like a translation machine and conveyed Qin Jian's words to Sabina without any personal emotion.
He hopes that the two sides can reach an agreement on this matter as soon as possible. There are only a few minutes left before the start of the second half. He believes in the strength of both sides. In his opinion, both sides only need to take a step back.
But Sabina's face turned even uglier.
She did not expect that the young man in front of her would be so strong. After she had already made concessions and let him play the entire song, he would actually say such words at such a moment.
As a famous conductor, in her thirty-four years of conducting career, no one has ever given her orders on the stage, not even her husband.
"Impossible, everything on my stage must obey me."
Sabina replied coldly.
Qin Jian didn't even need the old bartender to translate. He got the answer just through Sabina's eyes.
The old bartender looked at Sabina hesitantly, but finally conveyed the original words to Qin Jian.
At this moment, his mind changed again. He hoped that Qin Jian would make concessions. After all, this was an excellent opportunity for a young man. Moreover, in a piano concerto, the conductor usually played no less important role than the lead performer.
But Qin Jian was silent this time.
This silence seemed to escalate the atmosphere in the small space again.
The old bartender waited expectantly and worriedly for Qin Jian's reply.
moment.
"That's a wonderful fate~"
Qin Jian's smile gradually faded away as he spoke.
Then a violent energy suddenly burst out from his body!
“There is no conductor who can tell me what to do on stage!”
A moment.
The entire backstage seemed to be shocked by Qin Jian's momentum at this moment!
"Your stage is right."
Qin Jian's tone seemed to have calmed down, but it was only for a moment, and he didn't give anyone any time to react. He then said sharply: "But it is my music that is going to be performed!"
'my music'
Four striking words made the whole backstage instantly quiet.
Sabina was shocked! Although she didn't understand the exact expression of the other party, such a weak and brutal tone had her on the verge of rage.
At the same moment, what was even more surprised was the old bartender beside him!
Such a rude tone made him feel that the always warm and sunny young man next to him seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person.
After a brief period of confusion.
"Jian, are you sure what you are talking about?"
The old bartender's expression gradually became serious. In his opinion, the other party's attitude was no longer just an offense to a conductor.
Qin Jian calmed his breathing and looked at the old bartender, "Uncle, this piece is very important to me."
After hesitating, he said softly, "This is my first performance in the true sense of the word."
"Perhaps I will play countless games in the future, but the first time is only once."
"I am already very reckless standing here right now."
The profound meaning in his words was natural.
Qin Jian understood that Sabina's final decision to use him was taking a huge risk.
But why isn't he? If it weren't for the old bartender, he probably wouldn't be standing here, even playing a complete La San.
No one's career starts after everything is ready. He walked into DG's recording hall when he was still not good at speaking German.
Qin Jian didn't care how many CDs he had released, how much money he earned, or how much time he spent an extra week discussing the essence of Mozart's music with Sayevi.
Same at this moment.
"I don't care if my name is on the concert introduction."
As he said this, it was as if that meek young man Qian Qian was back again.
"All I care about is whether the music I play is what I want to play."
After saying everything, Qin Jian felt that he had indeed been rash just now.
Smiling ashamedly.
He bowed deeply to the old bartender, and then to Sabina.
"Sorry, Commander Sabina"
As the opening bell for the second half came from the hall, he turned and left.
Everything happens in a few breaths.
Looking at Qin Jian's leaving figure, the old bartender's expression changed several times.
Finally, he took a deep look at his side: "Sabina, do you still remember the first time you took the baton on stage?"
"Believe me! Let him play as he plays, and maybe his music will be what you want."
After saying that, the old bartender rushed to the backstage exit.
Listening to the words in her ears, Sabina couldn't help but think of a scene from the past.
Looking at Qin Jian's back, he noticed a slight change in his eyes.
The same stubborn figure is very similar to the way she left angrily because she had a disagreement with the old conductor before taking the stage for the first time.