"I also sent him an invitation privately, hoping that he could be the club's special conductor and provide professional rehearsals for everyone at a fixed time every week."
Chen Tangjie understood that it turned out that Qin Jian had already arranged the next things.
"So you don't have to worry. Even if I leave, the club's rehearsals will still go on normally."
Chen Tangjie nodded. Although this is the truth, "But I still feel that I'm afraid I won't be able to afford it."
Qin Jian smiled: "Tang Jie, haven't you already considered taking the path of commanding in the future?
Chen Tangjie could not deny this. After returning from Berlin, he became more determined in his opinion.
Qin Jian: "The other reason why I invited Conductor Xia Dong here as a special conductor is also to provide you with an opportunity to observe and learn up close."
Chen Tangjie lowered his head and said nothing, but the expression on his face was full of emotions.
"Try something you don't understand and believe you can accomplish something."
After saying that, Qin Jian stopped talking.
As a friend, he is willing to give Chen Tangjie another hand in dreaming, even if it sounds a bit unrealistic at first.
Chen Tangjie is an upright person, down-to-earth and has a strong sense of responsibility. He has devoted a lot of personal energy to the construction and development of the association over the past year.
This is obvious to all.
But being too conservative in dealing with things has somewhat hindered its own development.
Qin Jian also wanted to take this opportunity today to force the opponent.
He did not deliberately incite certain emotions through words - he just said it realistically - after he left, only Chen Tangjie in the entire orchestra was qualified to be the conductor.
He and Ning Qianxia had already reached a consensus on this point on the phone.
Now Qin Jian has put Asia's first-class professional teachers and ready-made orchestras in front of Chen Tangjie. How to choose depends on the other party.
a long time.
Chen Tangjie served himself a glass of wine.
Putting down the wine glass, he solemnly said thank you.
Whether or not you thanked them was no longer important between the two of them, and the topic at the wine table returned to the future development of the club.
About forty minutes later, Qin Jian took the time to make a phone call. After a while, the fat man rushed in from the door of the store carrying a flute bag.
"Everyone is here, let's order some drinks."
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At two o'clock in the morning, Qin Jian and Fatty drove Chen Tangjie, who was very drunk, back to the dormitory downstairs.
Fortunately, Wang Xiaoliang and Wang Xiaoliang were already waiting downstairs.
The four of them took Chen Tangjie back to the fourth floor with difficulty.
"Is it done?" Wang Xiaoliang asked.
"It's done." Qin Jian replied.
"That's good." Zheng Feng was relieved.
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At 2:10pm the next day, there was still a quarter of an hour left before the first English class of the new semester.
There was a commotion in the lecture theater.
After the holidays, almost everyone has been addicted to a mobile game.
Fatty and Chen Tangjie are sitting together in the middle row area, and the picture looks particularly harmonious.
Wang Xiaoliang: "Brother Yu, let's do it again. There's still a while before class starts."
Fatty: "The phone's battery is really out, 10%."
Ding Yaru: "I brought a power bank."
Fatty: "...Okay."
Ten minutes later, the game ended quickly with victory.
At the door of the classroom, the English teacher followed Ning Qianxia into the classroom.
Ning Qianxia stopped with her book in her arms, glanced at the classroom, and then walked in the direction of the fat man.
Without any hesitation, she sat next to the fat man.
As the English teacher walked onto the podium, roll call began.
...
"Qin Jian."
"Qin Jian."
The English teacher shook his head.
jump over.
Click until the last name.
"Zhao Yu."
"arrive."
This is Fatty's first class in Huayuan.
He and Ning Qianxia chatted for almost the entire class.
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At the same time, Qin Jian had already discussed a trip to Moscow with Liao Linjun.
At noon, Qin Jian rushed to Liao Linjun's house with three finalized documents.
Liao Linjun went over in detail the areas that Qin Jian focused on revising this week.
After reading all the sections, she had no questions.
Qin Jian expressed his hope to go to Moscow before leaving for Vienna and communicate with the relevant personnel of Chaiyuan Publishing House in person.
"It's best to apply for the copyright this time."
"Who will go with you?"
"I go by my own."
"OK?"
"no problem."
"Then you have to contact me in advance."
"I'll discuss it with Teacher Shen again during dinner tonight. He has to help me with the liaison matters."
"Um"
——
In the evening, Qin Jian treated Xia Dong to a meal, and Shen Qingci accompanied him.
This meal was mainly for him to thank Xia Dong. Shen Qingci also brought the appointment letter issued by the college to Xia Dong.
The matter of Xia Dong coming to the Chinese Academy of Sciences to teach has been finalized.
Qin Jian was completely relieved.
After the dinner, Qin Jian sent Shen Qingci off
Shen Qingci: "Come to my office tomorrow morning."
After saying that, the three of them scattered at the door of the restaurant.
Early the next morning, Qin Jian came to Shen Qingci's office, and Shen Qingci called Ruggiero, "Dean of the Keyboard Department of Chai Yuan" in front of him.
On the phone, Shen Qingci explained the whole story. Ruggiero was very interested and expressed his welcome to Qin Jian to visit with translated documents at any time.
At the end, Ruggiero asked a question of a personal nature. He asked Qin Jian if he could take this opportunity to come to Chai Yuan to give a piano recital.
Qin Jian, as a person who has requests from others, naturally cannot refuse.
So the two parties agreed that Qin Jian would depart from Yanjing Airport in the early morning of March 12, and Chaiyuan would be responsible for picking up the airport and arranging hotels and personal translators.
——
"Wow——————"
During the orchestra rehearsal that night, Xia Dong once again came to the rehearsal hall stage as a special conductor.
"We are all old acquaintances, so there is no need to introduce ourselves."
"Bolero..."
Xia Dong walked onto the stage and directly told everyone about the background of this piece without saying any unnecessary words.
His witty explanation often made people on the stage laugh, and the atmosphere was very lively from the beginning.
As an extremely important piece of percussion music, Xia Dong directly asked Zheng Feng to move the snare drum to the side of the conductor's podium after explaining it.
"Is there any practice?" he asked.
Zheng Feng nodded.
Xia Dong raised his hand to signal him to do a solo.
The whole place was quiet.
I saw Zheng Feng cautiously picking up two drum hammers, and after Xia Dong made a slight gesture, he carefully and gently hit along the outer extension of the drum skin.
"Big-da-da-da-da-..."
The crisp rustling sound is almost inaudible.
Zheng Feng showed exquisite control as soon as he came up.
"ok."
After just two measures, Xia Dong stopped and the drums stopped.
"Very good, I can tell you've been practicing down there."
Xia Dong first gave a compliment, and then said mercilessly: "But this is far from enough. When I go back today, stop advocating practice and find two coins."
As he spoke, he looked at Zheng Feng, "Do you understand?"
Zheng Feng frowned slightly, then his pupils shrank unconsciously, and he nodded sharply: "Thank you, I understand!"
This is a little story that only the drummer and conductor understand.
——
Qin Jian, who had completely let go, sat in the audience and listened all night, like an audience.
He believes that even without him, the band will be better and better.