"The four of you are in charge of the harmony, you know?"

The string quartet immediately understood.

"Understood. The four of them said in unison.

It's just that the two percussionists haven't understood what they're going to do.

Qin Jian looked at Zheng Feng and the others: "You two come to play the theme of this melody instead of the human voice." ”

"Zheng Feng, you play a small xylophone, pay attention to the volume not too much, and control it well. ”

Finally, he looked at Cao Yan, "Cao Yan, you play the celesta, remember that you are the absolute protagonist of this melody, let go of your voice, don't be afraid." ”

"Ahh

"Wait a minute, President, I... I can't," Cao Yan looked embarrassed and stammered a little, "Still... It's better for Brother Feng to play the celesta, I.. I'm afraid I won't be able to play well. ”

Qin Jian shook his head and rejected the other party's request, "In the future, we will rehearse larger repertoire, and more and more percussion parts will be used, will your percussion department always rely on Zheng Feng alone?"

Zheng Feng encouraged him with truthful words on the side: "I am not as good as you in the celesta. ”

"It's okay, Yanzi, you just listen to the president, you're fine. ”

"yes, just play. ”

Qin Jian's words, coupled with the encouragement of several people, after a moment, Cao Yan took a deep breath, walked to the steel piano and held the hammer.

"I see, President. ”

Seeing that the other party had overcome the psychological barrier, Qin Jian relieved his heart, indeed, as Zheng Feng said, in the entire freshman percussion, Cao Yan, who was born playing marimba since childhood, played the celesta the best.

"Okay, you're all familiar with this paragraph, so I won't say much about the music. ”

"I have only one request. ”

"You have to play lightly and remove all the ornate ornamentation. ”

With Qin Jian's words, several people pondered slightly.

"Judging by Li Shasha's gestures, I will definitely not have time to give you instructions at that time. ”

"Waiting for you. ”

With that, Qin Jian left the orchestra pit and came to the corner of the audience to sit down and wait.

To be honest, he wasn't sure what the effect would be, and he couldn't be sure until he heard it.

The quiet hall continued to be quiet, save for the elves on the curtain dancing tirelessly.

I don't know how long it took

Suddenly, a silver bell sounded into the air.

Jingle bells are so cheerful.

Then the string jumping bow playfully joins in.

All of a sudden, percussion and strings magically intertwined.

At this moment, everyone was amazed to find that they were in a huge music box.

The corners of Qin Jian's mouth lifted.

At this moment, Li Sanli appeared at the gate of the Blue Ocean Concert Hall with his wife.

What scenes haven't you seen in the old man in the opera world?

This came in and looked up, and it was a bit of a surprise.

...

"Grandpa, why are you here!" As soon as Li Shasha came out of the orchestra pit, she found Li Sanli sitting in the first row of the audience, while her president was standing aside with a bitter face.

...

On the day of the rehearsal, because of the arrival of the old man Li Sanli, it lasted until near the evening, and the old man talked about all the problems that could be pointed out, and everyone was greatly taught, and Qin Jian's heart was more down-to-earth.

The old man, who has always been unsmiling, gave him a lot of encouragement in front of everyone at the end of the rehearsal: "Qin Jian, perform well this time, and if you play well, you won't fail this semester." ”

However, on the way back, he also said a lot to Qin Jian alone, and Li Shasha, who was driving, listened to her grandfather's words, and there was still a little bit of bad feeling in her heart. 126 Chinese Net

Qin Jian listened quietly all the way, didn't speak much, he understood what the old man meant, so there was nothing to say.

Just like the old man said at the end, "You are still young, and you have time to polish, don't be anxious." ”

...

On the day of the day, the members gathered again in the school's concert hall early in the morning, and today everyone was dressed in the dress of the performance.

However, there was no rehearsal this morning, and at 09:30, the photographer contacted by Chen Tangjie came to the concert hall with his assistant.

Take a photo, take a group photo, take a stage photo, take a voice photo, and finally take a conductor photo.

Naturally, the photo is used for publicity, as a poster, as a cover for invitations.

After a busy morning, Chen Tangjie and Wang Xiaoliang took photos to print posters and invitations in the afternoon.

Qin Jian was not idle, and took the problem pointed out by the old man of the orchestra yesterday to deal with it in detail.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Chen Tangjie and the others rushed back to school with posters and a large stack of exquisite invitations.

Qin Jian looked down, "That's right, Tang Jie, tomorrow morning, you take a few people to send the poster to the Poly Theater and hand it over to Senior Sister Huang Cheng, you will accompany you there in the morning, and you will help you if you need help." ”

Chen Tangjie: "Okay. ”

Wang Xiaoliang: "Then these invitations, or I'll send them to the teachers tomorrow." ”

Qin Jian thought for a while, "I'll send it myself." ”

...

Early the next morning.

Qin Jian came to the first lecture hall of the teaching building at half past seven, and he planned to take an 8 o'clock meditation class.

I wanted to show up when I was named, so that Teacher Sixiu knew that he could still be rescued, but when Teacher Sixiu clicked on him, he jumped over him.

However, he was not idle during a big class, and he went with literature.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, he put away the literature and got up to take the initiative.

He took out an invitation from his bag and walked directly to the podium under the surprised gazes of the crowd.

Teacher Sixiu saw the person under the brim of his hat clearly, and thought he was dazzled, "Qin Jian?"

"Ahem, Mr. Sun. Qin Jian handed the invitation to the other party with both hands a little shyly, "Please come and guide you tomorrow night." ”

"Oooh. Teacher Sun relieved herself, took the invitation and glanced at it, and immediately understood, she had heard that the school's freshman club had been tinkering with small moves recently, and she had always been quite curious, but now she understood everything, so she replied: "Thank you, I will definitely go tomorrow night." ”

Qin Jian's teeth snorted, and he bowed slightly, "Excuse me." ”

After Qin Jian left, Mr. Sun flipped through the invitation letter in his hand and nodded critically, "Good job." ”

...

Incarnated as a ticket delivery brother, Qin Jian left the classroom, and then from the dean to the heads of various departments, he ran through the offices of each school leader and professional teacher, one for each person.

When he arrived at Mr. Li Sanli, the old man asked for three tickets at the beginning, saying that he would ask Li Shasha to give him the ticket money, how could he do it, he was busy saying that he didn't need it, and then he gave the other party all the tickets for the four chapters he left for emergencies.

After running down in a lap, I can think that he has delivered them all, as for whether these bigwigs will come or not, it is not within his consideration.

In addition, he also made a special trip to the residence of the Yenching Symphony Orchestra.

How can this kind of thing be less Xia Dong, Qin Jian left a lot of tickets for Xia Dong, and even with several chiefs of Yan Jiao, he left a total of 10 tickets for the other party.

However, Xia Dong has experience in this kind of thing, "Two tickets are enough, I and Erquan will go over tomorrow night to take a look, and others may not necessarily go with tickets." ”

At noon, Qin Jian wanted to invite Xia Dong to dinner, but Xia Dong invited him to eat, and he took the opportunity to learn a little experience on the command platform.

When he finally left, Qin Jian still stuffed the remaining eight tickets to the other party, no matter what Xia Dong said, his mind arrived.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when he returned to school, and Qin Jian entered the school gate and went straight to Shen Qingci's office.

...

"It's really not easy to see Qin Zhi now. ”

As soon as you enter the door.

A stabbing voice mixed with the sound of the piano came to his face.