In the first few days, Duan Ran accompanied Qin Jian every day, and the two went out together.

Qin Jian was rehearsing on the stage, and she sat under the stage to listen.

After Qin Jian's rehearsal, the two had dinner together.

Qin Jian practiced the piano, and she also practiced the piano.

But gradually, she found that Qin Jian's state always fell into some kind of instability at night.

Witnessing him on stage during the day, she knew what was wrong.

He seemed to have an excessive paranoia about something, as she had been in her piano room in Tokyo when she had listened to Qin Jian play a phrase of the third movement for four hours next to her.

She still didn't know how to help him.

But she knew she should be by his side at such a time, which was what she could do and what she was willing to do.

It would be great if it could bring him a little relief from mental stress.

So Duan Ran gave up his piano practice plan in the next few days, and stayed behind Qin Jian when he was practicing.

Whenever her mind was touched by the sound of the piano, she would smile softly.

This is probably the short-term happiness of a small witness.

...

Time flies.

Ten days later.

Evening.

"Stop. ”

In the rehearsal hall on the first floor of the theater of the Huaguo Conservatory of Music, a slightly cold voice sounded on the stage.

When the words fell, the entire concert hall fell silent.

No one on the stage dared to look at the figure in the center of the stage.

Ning Qianxia looked around everyone with cold eyes, and her eyes fell on Li Shasha's figure.

Looking at each other, Li Shasha's left hand holding the bow tightened unconsciously, she was the person who knew Ning Qianxia best, and she knew that the other party's eyes were really angry this time.

"What's going on?" Ning Qianxia seemed to ask everyone in the string group.

Li Shasha stood up and said resignedly: "Sister Qianxia, our string group is really practicing seriously in the afternoon, but the first act of the magic flute is too difficult," her voice became smaller and smaller as she spoke, "And everyone has just gotten this piece for less than a week..."

"A week?"

Ning Qianxia said coldly, "A week has passed, and you can't even practice forty bars?!"

Moment.

"How did you all get in!!"

With an angry shout, Ning Qianxia slammed the band's score to the ground.

This time she was really angry.

The heads of the people were lowered.

Chen Tangjie was also shocked in his heart, it was the first time he saw Ning Qianxia making such a big fire, Qin Jian was not there, he felt that he should get up and say a few words at this time.

"Qianxia, you dissipate your anger first, everyone has really practiced hard recently, I promise you. ”

After a pause, he continued: "It's just that everyone's rehearsal experience is not enough, and this piece is originally a big work, so give everyone a little more time." ”

The audience fell silent again.

Ning Qianxia tried her best to calm down her emotions, Chen Tangjie said that she understood, but what Chen Tangjie didn't know was that there was not much time left for everyone.

She wasn't emotionally stable tonight.

In the afternoon, I received a notice from the professional teacher that the 7th National Music College Opera Competition will be held at the Haishi Conservatory of Music at the end of the year.

After the study and decision of the school, the opera troupe of the Huaguo Conservatory of Music and the spring of Figaro will be sent to participate in this competition.

The Huayuan Troupe is the school's official opera troupe, and it is a matter of course to participate in this competition.

Although Figaro's spring was led by Qin Jian and a group of freshmen to revolt in a group, Ning Qianxia sat in the center of the stage and successfully premiered through Carmen's step, and the name of the club was also greatly revitalized in the circle for a while, which attracted the attention of the school and also got this rare opportunity to participate in the competition.

As Ning Qianxia, no matter which regiment she is in, she represents the absolute protagonist of the Huaguo Academy's competition.

So in this competition, the best choice for her is the former, a strong orchestra, a ready-made voice ratio, she only needs to gracefully walk to the center of the stage to present her singing voice.

But she decisively chose the latter.

In the office, her professional teacher even had a strong puzzlement about this.

"Qian Xia, the school attaches great importance to this competition, we have not entered the top three in three consecutive competitions, this competition has been related to the reputation of our vocal singing department in the domestic academic community, do you really stop thinking about it?"

"Teacher Xu, I understand, but I'm serious. ”

Looking at Ning Qianxia's departing back, Xu Tong sighed helplessly.

She has a headache, she knows her proud protégé, and it is difficult for others to influence what she decides.

Just like she faced the olive branch from Julia and Curtis at the same time, she resolutely chose Huaguoyuan.

Leaving the office, Ning Qianxia then came to the rehearsal hall.

Putting together the score, conceiving the stage, planning the evening rehearsals, it was supposed to be someone's job.

She didn't think about why she made the choice in the first place in the office, as it should have been.

He is not here at this moment, and the anger he can't get angry with will be left to me.

Long.

"Whew. ”

Ning Qianxia seemed to calm down and sort out her thoughts.

"Now announce one thing. ”

"Tomorrow night at seven o'clock sharp, we will meet here. ”

"It's still these forty bars, I listen to them one by one, and if they don't meet the standard, they won't be used for rehearsals in the future. ”

Her tone was like saying something insignificant.

But everyone was in an uproar, and the problem now was much more serious than the anger just now.

No one wants to be brushed down, but everyone can see that with her standards, it is estimated that few people will survive tomorrow.

"Why?" said a boy who joined later, "You're not a teacher or a president, so why do you say we can't do it?"

As soon as the boy spoke, he suddenly felt that he might have said something, and his momentum immediately weakened a little: "And everyone has been working really hard recently." ”

"Yes, Vice President, everyone has worked really hard. ”

"Yes, Sister Qianxia. ”

Chen Tangjie also looked at Ning Qianxia with a somewhat embarrassed face, "Qianxia..."

Ning Qianxia exhaled lightly, glanced at Chen Tangjie, and then looked at the male voice who spoke and said softly: "First of all, whether I am a teacher or not or the president has nothing to do with whether you can do it or not." ”

"Secondly, if you can't do it, if you can't do it, if you can't do it. ”

As she spoke, she turned to the crowd again and smiled, "Okay, if you want to leave, you can pack your things now." ”

The words fell, and the boy who picked the head put on his instrument and turned away.

Then a girl who pulled the middle mention also stood up, and gradually, one after another, people got up and left.

Intermittent.

Nearly half of the hall was gone.

His eyes swept over the remaining members, most of whom had participated in the premiere.

Ning Qianxia nodded.

"Remember seven o'clock tomorrow night. ”

"That's all for today. ”

"The end. ”

With that, he bent down to pick up the sheet music and turned to leave.

...

Three o'clock in the morning.

The entire dormitory had fallen into a deep sleep

Ning Qianxia sat on the head of the bed, and her bedside was still lit.

She gently took off her headphones, and her auditory nerves took a short break.

Looking at the densely packed orchestra scores in front of her, she couldn't help but sigh.

Even though it's only forty bars, it has nearly twenty-seven voices.

She doesn't have Qin Jian's ability to never forget, she can only remember little by little.

Putting down the pen, she picked up her phone.

"It's only nine o'clock in his place. ”

The next second she opened the address book, she put down her phone again.

Moment.

She picked up the pen again and put on her headphones.

Five minutes have passed.

She needs to race against time.

Outside the window, the autumn breeze has arrived.

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