Qin Jian's attention is on the orchestra in front of him, as the rhythm that best represents the soul of Habanera, the first few bars are just as important as the last ones.

His gaze swept over the orchestra again, his left hand drew a small circle in mid-air, and the moment his palm was pressed down, the volume of the entire orchestra instantly dropped by half.

He needs to make sure it's safe too.

Even when Ning Qianxia had already come behind him, he didn't notice it in the slightest.

But he knew she was about to speak.

The lights on the stage suddenly brightened, just when Qin Jian turned his head sideways and wanted to use his afterglow to determine Ning Qianxia's location.

Suddenly, he felt a slow heat creeping down his cochlea into his earhole, and a shivering sensation instantly poured from the top of his head to his feet.

"I'm not done yet. ”

A soft laugh rang out in his ears.

"Why were you in such a hurry?"

A laugh that only he could hear.

On the stage, Ning Qianxia got closer, and her entire upper body was attached to Qin Jian's military uniform.

On their feet, there is only one step left.

The actors on stage looked at each other in amazement, because this scene had never appeared before during their rehearsals.

The audience seemed to have entered the story and watched quietly.

Li Sanli looked at the little girl on the stage, and couldn't help but let go of the crutches in his hand, and his cloudy eyes burst out with heat, "Carmen." ”

In the next scene that everyone was looking forward to, Ning Qianxia's charming self slipped off the shoulder straps of the long skirt.

It was as if she had completely transformed into Carmen in one moment.

"Mr. Don José. ”

"What are you afraid of?"

She turned, lowered the corners of her skirt, and retracted her smooth legs.

He raised his proud head, stuck his left fist at his waist, and twisted towards the front of the stage.

The swinging skirt crossed Qin Jian's trouser legs.

A shiver poured from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

The baton in his left hand slipped off at this moment.

The baton fell to the ground as if in free fall, at the end of the orchestra's last beat.

"Click"

A soft sound is like directing a new beginning of music.

All the members of the string ensemble raised their bows in their hands and descended in an instant.

New music, new foreshadowings, new motives.

Ning Qianxia walked to the front of the stage, and her wild cold eyes swept all the corners of the stage.

She spoke.

-Love is an uninhibited bird

- Come without a trace, go without a trace, who can catch?

-If it is a thousand miles away from you

-It's hard to turn back if you call

She smiled, like the scarlet wild rose on her chest.

- Coercion or pleading, it's all in vain!

- Someone chatters, someone is silent

She lowered her left hand, rehung her shoulder straps, and gracefully walked to the empty piano.

Sitting on the lid, as if the queen had arrived, one leg stepped on the bench.

- The silent one

- To make my heart happy

His gaze swept across the conductor's back with contempt, and the corners of his mouth raised.

-Love——

- Love ——————

A long and graceful aria.

The chorus resumes.

...

Li Sanli is eighty-three this year, and he is actually three years older than Fu Hua.

He has been friends with opera all his life, from the addiction of his youth to the ecstasy of middle age, to now half of his body has been buried in the soil, and he still obsessively studies opera every day.

In his words, his greatest wish before his death was to produce a decent opera.

A decent opera, the singers are the soul, and he has seen too many amazing singers in the past few decades, which he does not deny.

But the old man never found a singer who made him look at the right eye.

The appearance condition is good, and the singing is not right.

sings well, because the appearance is not up to par, resulting in role restrictions.

There are very few of them that have both, and only a few of them make him feel a little less charming.

Shen Yun is indeed a bit of a strong man's difficulty.

Some people just listen to the scene, some people listen to the fun, who cares about you messy?

Li Sanli No, his criteria for selecting actors are that you must understand the method of singing, figure out the artistic conception of the lyrics, know how to compose and write lyrics, and be familiar with and understand the common accent of this country.

He said that this is the most basic professional quality of being an opera singer.

I have to say that the moment the gypsy girl on the stage spoke, he had already made his wishful thinking in his heart.

Her appearance conditions, singing level, and the little streamers inadvertently revealed between Shen Yun made him see a rising light.

He's been silent for too long.

"One person holds up a stage and holds up a story. ”

Like Li Sanli, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Ning Qianxia.

At least at this moment, her dazzling eyes have completely covered the young man named Qin Jian.

...

"Come on. ”

Qin Jian secretly cheered for Ning Qianxia in his heart.

Raise your hand to signal the tambourine in Zheng Feng's hand to control the speed.

Tintin Bell's voice gradually slowed down.

The choir's voice also weakened.

Ning Qianxia picked off a delicate red petal on her chest.

- Love is the child of our gypsies

- Uninhibited, unruly

Casually threw it on the Steinway & Sons board.

- Even though you didn't fall in love with me, I want to fall in love with you!

- Once I fall in love with you, you have to be careful!

Qin Jian waved his hands, and the string group increased its strength again.

The choir is back up.

The aria of the male voice is full of contradictory longing and protest.

...

"It's already halfway, work harder!"

Ning Qianxia seemed to hear Qin Jian's heart, and sat up from the piano.

Her expression froze.

The filthy gypsy girl walked into the focused front desk light.

The music was transposed on a motive and she opened her arms.

Like a real singer.

The song began.

-The bird flies and comes when you think you catch it

- Flapping its wings and flying without a shadow

- When love is far away, Yin Yin waits, and looks forward to it

-You don't expect it to plummet

- Ferocious, surround you

- Back and forth, go and back

She folded her arms around her chest and shook her head slightly.

-Take advantage of your unpreparedness, specialize in your unpreparedness

- Finally captured you!

Qin Jian waved his arm vigorously one last time, pushing the music to a climax.

- Love ————

- Love ————————

The beautiful singing voice is like a needle of fallen leaves on the side of the forest road, and the heartfelt sigh when you carefully examine its fine texture and natural color.

In the clouds of fantasy and longing, anxiety and despair are sown.

- Love ————————

Carmen.

- Love ——————————————

In the lingering notes, the orchestra gradually enters the penultimate measure of the end.

The lights on the stage gradually dimmed.

It also indicates that the fragment of the Habanera is coming to an end.

It was about to end in such a hurry, and everyone in the audience raised their hands regretfully and prepared to applaud.

The music enters the penultimate measure.

At this moment, Qin Jian and Li Shasha glanced at each other, and with a horizontal stroke of their left hand, Li Shasha nodded, and then she made a horizontal bow gesture to the entire string orchestra.

The lights were getting dimmer, but the conductor could still be seen in the audience as he lowered his hand and raised it toward the choir.

The next second.

The conductor turned, his gaze as calm as the water.

By this time, the music had entered the last section, the lights had almost gone out, and the audience could only see Carmen in front of the stage.

It's over?

Applaud.

A round of applause for the wonderful stage.

Carmen didn't say a word, she just bent down, as if she were at the curtain call.

The music goes into the last bar.

The stage is completely extinguished.

Except for Qin Jian, no one saw her take off the shoes on her feet.

...

"The ground is dirty. ”

"I want you to take care of it. ”