Qin Jian had another dream, and he dreamed of Chris's piano again.

He sat in the orchestra pit playing the piano and was surrounded by a band.

He solo an aria melody, the tune is not flashy enough, not sweet, as if copying a sample of a certain piece of music, in short, it is unremarkable, but fortunately, the musicians around him are accompaniing, and no one pays attention to him.

He woke up with a flick, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a white ceiling, and the sky outside the window was already a little dark.

16:45。

With a sigh of relief, Qin Jian edited a message for Ning Qianxia.

"See you in the rehearsal hall. ”

Clicking send, the phone was thrown aside, and he took off his sweat-soaked shirt and went to the bathroom.

The 'banging' shower faded the last of his tiredness.

With the sound of various musical instruments coming from all directions, Qin Jian changed into clean clothes and left the hotel with a brand new baton.

It's a good sleep, but it's very noisy.

...

Group A is tomorrow night, and time is running out for each team.

Everyone tried their best to refine their personal parts at the end of the time, and the organizers of the competition could not provide 24-hour rehearsal space services for each team, so the hotel room naturally became a practice room.

Fortunately, this was the consensus reached on the first day of acquiescence.

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17:30, Rehearsal Hall of the Theater of Haishi Conservatory of Music.

"Time is limited, so I won't talk nonsense. ”

"Let's go. ”

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An hour later.

Qin Jian shook his head.

"Come again. ”

The stage fell silent instantly, and Qin Jian's gaze seemed to wander over everyone's eyes, and then his wrist flicked slightly.

The jet-gold baton in his hand crossed a graceful arc in mid-air and fell instantly.

"Knock ——————"

The timpani once again struck the overture to the Magic Flute.

Once again, Don Juan's magnificent symphony resounded throughout the hall.

Qin Jian continued to mobilize each of his auditory nerves in rhythmic waves.

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"A violin!!!Watch the volume!"

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"Chords, chords, chords!!How many times do you want me to say it!What about your ears?!"

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A magnificent symphony is mixed with the roar of the conductor.

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Listen to the sounds around you!!"

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"Papageno! Pay attention to your expression! !! expression"

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"Zheng Feng, the rolling strength is not enough!"

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Four more bars passed.

"Stop. ”

Qin Jian waved his hand, and the orchestra once again stopped neatly in an awkward position.

The actors kept their movements motionless.

Ning Qianxia, the night queen who walked out of the background of the dark night, moved her mouth, and didn't say anything after all.

...

"What's wrong with you?"

Qin Jian's voice was very soft, and everyone felt that they were asking themselves by saying this.

"Are you all sick?!"

"Huh?!"

It's just that no one answered his question, everyone either bowed their heads or looked at each other, and this hour, everyone was indeed not as good as once.

This time, not only was the sound unstable and unclear, but even the orchestra's most stable percussion vocal chief was singled out.

Moment.

"I know there was a lot of excitement after the morning workshop. ”

Qin Jian paused.

"But please sober up!"

"We are not here for the first place, let alone for any quota, we are here to train, to test the sweat that everyone has paid for it in the past two months, and to prepare for a bigger stage in the future. ”

The machine gun seemed to vomit a heap.

Qin Jian took a deep breath.

He can understand everyone's feelings, but if he faces the stage the day after tomorrow in this state, then he can simply abstain.

He didn't expect everyone's state to be so impetuous, and the effect of today's rehearsal was far from the last time he thought before departure, even if it couldn't be better than before, but it couldn't be worse than before.

This is the bottom line in Qin Jian's heart.

I see that today's rehearsal time is coming to an end, and there is only one hour left tomorrow morning.

He couldn't help but be a little anxious.

"Okay, the front ones are not lined up, and we will start directly with the aria of the last scene of Qianxia. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Ning Qianxia in front of the scene, and the other party gave him an affirmative look.

Then.

A thunderous sound effect sounded.

Qin Jian waved his baton again, and the soothing strings rang out.

Moment.

Ning Qianxia wore a holy and anxious look, and walked into the close-up of the stage at a special speed, although he did not change his costume, Qin Jian knew that the queen of the night had already appeared.

Amazing flower cavity.

Peace of mind for everyone, including those on the podium.

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"Don't worry, we have another hour tomorrow, everyone is fine, you just have to believe me. ”

At ten o'clock in the evening, in the hotel, Qin Jian's room.

Ning Qianxia leaned against the TV cabinet with a thermos cup, and every time she said a word, she took a sip.

Moment.

"I don't want to say that, but compared to what I know about everyone, this ——,," she smiled, "You, not as good as me." ”

Moistening her throat, she continued, "After all, you don't actually spend as much time with everyone as I do. ”

Qin Jian nodded, this is true.

"It's true that I shouldn't have been angry in the afternoon, and everyone did their best when they came here. ”

Ning Qianxia shook his head, "This fire should be sent, if you don't send it, I will send it, the two of us must have one to make everyone sober up, you are right, everyone is indeed a little impetuous, I think you can understand." ”

"Yes. I know. ”

Ning Qianxia put down the cup and took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "Not everyone has as much experience on the stage of the competition as you, plus the seminar in the afternoon, everyone has heard that it is difficult to sleep with some uneasiness and excitement, even you said it yourself in the morning, this is also a good thing, isn't it? I think after this afternoon, everyone will adjust tomorrow." ”

As she spoke, she handed the phone to Qin Jian, "Look at this, I sorted it out in the afternoon." ”

Qin Jian took the phone, "Deutsche Welle Opera Competition?"

"Uh-huh. ”

After reading the information in his hand, Qin Jian can be regarded as understanding what this competition is all about.

"Originally, the quota for each participating team was recommended by the theater or orchestra. ”

Ning Qianxia nodded and said: "Yes, it must be the theater or orchestra that serves as the judges of the competition and the sponsors to recommend the place, this competition is different from the stage of your solo instrument, it is very complicated." ”

As she spoke, she glanced past Qin Jian and looked out the window: "In order to get more singing opportunities in the competition and be remembered by the audience judges, many female singers may privately find a conductor or theater manager to exchange some 'special' experiences in order to compete for a role. ”

Qin Jian smacked his lips: "This circle also plays this?"

Ning Qianxia didn't answer his question: "Do you know how many people compete for a solo role?"

"Isn't it speaking from strength?"

"What if everybody is strong?"

Qin Jian didn't know what to say, and he didn't think the other party was joking

Ning Qianxia sighed, "I saw it with my own eyes at the reception after the award ceremony at the Welby Music Festival. ”

"And your gold medal?"

As soon as Qin Jian's subconscious words blurted out, he felt a little inappropriate, and stroked his left hand on his chest, "Uh, I mean you're stronger than them." ”

Ning Qianxia turned his head, as if he had automatically ignored Qin Jian's words.

"That's right. ”

"So I need a bigger stage. ”

...

...

"That's right, Frank, a bigger market can make a bigger stage. ”

Vaughn looked at his secretary with relief.

"But I prefer to say it the other way around. ”