Fang Xiaoyu solemnly assured those close to her that she would not take it lightly even if the other party was not around.
"What do you mean I'm not here anymore?"
Qin Jian smiled and pointed out the other party's language problem, "Of course you can't be lazy, the old rules are one online professional class every week.
Fang Xiaoyu bared his teeth and said with a smile, "I understand!"
moment.
"Xiaoyu, I have already explained this to Teacher Shen. If you have any questions from now on, just ask him."
Qin Jian refers more to problems in life.
"In addition, I helped you find a part-time job, which is near the school. I think someone will contact you next week."
Fang Xiaoyu hiccuped and remained speechless.
She has been thinking about this recently.
Many classmates around me are working part-time as substitute teachers, and I heard from my roommates that students majoring in piano, voice, and music at Huayuan are very popular in finding part-time jobs, whether they are working as teachers in institutions or looking for private tutors.
Especially as a private tutor, the tuition fee you get is much higher than that of part-time students in other schools.
This made Fang Xiaoyu very excited, but he was afraid that the master would not agree.
She not only wants to relieve some pressure on her family, but also save some money for herself.
But unexpectedly, the other party had already made arrangements for her in advance, and she was immediately grateful.
"Thank you, master."
"Teacher Leping," Qin Jian sent a phone number to Fang Xiaoyu, "Please make a note and save it first."
Putting down his phone, he raised his head and said, "I know that at the beginning of this semester, many of your classmates have gone out to work as part-time tutors."
"As for this matter, it varies from person to person. I neither advocate nor oppose it."
There was a pause.
"The part-time salary I recommend to you is enough to cover your daily expenses. As for the rest, you can take care of it yourself. There is still one year left, so I won't go into details."
"Thank you, thank you, master!" Fang Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, "Don't worry, I know what to do!"
Qin Jian didn't say anything further on this issue, Qin Jian said what needed to be said, and he also believed that Fang Xiaoyu could control himself well.
The wall clock on the wall of the piano room has reached 19:35, and there are still six hours before he leaves for the airport.
"Anything else?"
Qin Jian finally asked.
"Master, are all the senior brothers and sisters from the club going to see you off tonight?"
"I guess so." Qin Jian smiled bitterly. He had indeed ignored this issue when he booked the tickets. It is estimated that more than half of the absence records in the school tomorrow were from The Spring of Figaro.
"Then can I go?" Fang Xiaoyu also sent an application.
Qin Jian could only say to this: "Come if you want, but I won't care about you this time."
"Hey, see you in the evening, master!"
After Fang Xiaoyu left, Qin Jian also packed up and left 206.
Instead of going back to the dormitory, he went directly to the rehearsal hall.
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At this time, the lights were on in the rehearsal hall, and Ning Qianxia was waiting in the first row of the auditorium.
She made an appointment to meet Qin Jian tonight. She had to talk to him alone today for both business and private matters.
She looked at her watch and saw that there was still a quarter of an hour before the agreed time in the afternoon.
At this moment, the back door of the rehearsal hall was pushed open.
There was a "squeak" from the door, and then a burst of footsteps echoed in the quiet rehearsal hall.
From far to near, a figure sat next to her.
"Good evening."
Qin Jian's greetings were exchanged for a report.
"You should take a look first."
——
Ning Qianxia recently made a report on the next development of the society.
Qin Jian flipped through it carefully. The main content was the result of the discussion between the two on the phone.
However, Ning Qianxia made some additions and adjustments in some places, such as the issue of the chief voice.
The two discussed that in the future, the club should adopt a chief assessment system and conduct an assessment every semester. The assessment content is not only professional repertoire and rehearsal performance repertoire, but also includes orchestra excerpt audition and answers to questions related to the voice. It is composed of professional Xia Dong and Cai Song.
Professional conductors serve as judges - the winner of the highest score for each voice will be the chief of that voice in the new semester.
One is to enhance the competitiveness among the same vocal parts, and the other is to emphasize the importance of the "lead musician" concept.
This was the result of the original discussion between the two, but Ning Qianxia changed the semester to 10 weeks in the report.
"I went back and thought about it carefully. One semester is too long."
Ning Qianxia said, "According to Conductor Xia's rehearsal schedule, we can complete the rehearsal of one major work and one small work every ten weeks."
"That means the orchestra should complete a small transformation every ten weeks."
She used the word "must" here, and Qin Jian couldn't help but nodded.
After a pause, Ning Qianxia continued to explain.
"Changes in the orchestra are bound to be brought about by changes in every orchestra member, so we can completely compress the assessment time into this period. This will not only allow us to see more clearly which members have improved during this period,"
The progress is more obvious, and it also reminds every member that the opportunity is right in front of them."
Ning Qianxia's plan will undoubtedly arouse people's ambitions, especially for those whose abilities are infinitely close to the top position.
"The position of chief can only be occupied by people with superior abilities."
She emphasized at the end of this question, "Whether it is in the spring of Figaro or tomorrow."
To pun intended, Qin Jian had no objections to this change.
And through the topic of "tomorrow", Ning Qianxia also revealed her personal affairs.
One night during the New Opera Competition, Qin Jian sent her a formal invitation in an informal setting.
an invitation to the future,
'Are you interested?'
At that time, Qin Jian asked her if she had any intention after looking forward to the future.
That night she didn't nod in agreement, but she didn't explicitly refuse either.
For a long time afterwards, Ning Qianxia delved into this issue more than once.
"Sorry, I still can't give you a clear answer now."
More than four months later, Ning Qianxia's answer remained unchanged.
Regarding the development of her future career, she still has several issues that she has not yet figured out, so she cannot easily make promises to anyone.
"But in the next two years, I will try my best to help you develop the club."
moment.
"No thanks." Qin Jian smiled, "I will try my best to recommend you if there are any good opportunities in the future."
Like an equivalent exchange.
"Thank you." Ning Qianxia nodded, then looked at her watch, "It's half past ten, shouldn't it be time for you to leave? Go to the airport early to prepare."
"It's time to go."
Qin Jian stood up and stretched, "What about you, are you still going to join in the fun?"
At this time, Ning Qianxia also stood up with her backpack and said with a smile: "If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have planned to join in the fun."
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At eleven o'clock in the evening on March 31st, Yanjing time, a motorcade drove westward from the gate of Huaguo Conservatory of Music.
Laughing all the way along with the hum of the engine, they looked like a group of delinquent youths at midnight.