On stage, all voice members are in place.

This moment.

Chen Tangjie's results of two days of hard training in front of the mirror in the dormitory are finally about to be tested.

For the first time in front of a human conductor, he was lucky, and the rock cannon started with only one voice.

Ding Yaru's cello solo starts.

The two looked at each other for a moment, his left hand lifted and fell, and there was a bit of Qin Jian's feeling in his posture and demeanor.

The baton fell, and Ding Yaru's bow pulled.

...

Soon, the first audition was over.

Wang Xiaoliang's electric guitar performance level is indeed as good as his blowing, and he usually looks like he is grinning and full of sassy words, but there is absolutely nothing to say about the skills in his hands, pushing the strings, kneading the strings, pulling the strings, fingerplaying, artificial overtones, and playing all kinds of bells and whistles.

Zheng Feng's jazz drums are as steady as ever, and the melodic speed and style structure of the entire orchestra are steadily fixed.

The harmonic underlay of the string section and the metallic colors of the brass also complement each other.

"Qin Jian, do you think it's okay?"

The first time it was completely lined up, Chen Tangjie was a little excited, as a newcomer on the command platform, he was satisfied with his first time.

Everyone's eyes also moved to the figure behind the piano with his words.

"Not bad. ”

For everyone to be able to go down again, Qin Jian is not surprised.

In the current 19-member orchestra on the stage, the person responsible for each part of the orchestra is the principal of the club, and their personal strength level is outstanding.

After more than three months of rehearsals and run-in, everyone also had a certain tacit understanding with each other.

Secondly, the Rock Canon is several notches less technically difficult than the Magic Flute, so the current situation is a matter of course.

But just because Rock Canon is relatively simple doesn't mean he's easy to stand out, and the two pieces have their own styles, the former being purely classical, and the latter having distinctly electronic rock adaptations.

The first time, Qin Jian was also listening carefully to everyone's feelings, rhythm, and even timbre while playing his voice in a small voice.

Everyone is from a classical background and is still in the process of learning, so the performance habits still retain strong classical traces, which leaks the problem of style interpretation.

"Tang Jie, let's take everyone again. ”

Qin Jian suggested that everyone slower this time, since most of the voices are played by only one person, so he wants everyone to show their parts clearly.

“ok。 ”

Everyone nodded, and Chen Tangjie raised his hand again.

The rehearsal for the second pass begins.

Really.

When everyone slows down, the problem of leakage becomes more obvious.

For example, the phrase of the same rhythm pattern was originally completed by the clarinet and the violin together, although it is the unison of the two instruments, but the effect of the combination should be the same, the same set of eighth notes, the clarinet uses the articulation of the articulation, and the violin uses the method of the bow, the movement of the former is two short notes, and the latter comes out of two plump and close notes, so that after being combined together, the other parts are used for a while, you can imagine how chaotic it is.

And there are many more problems like this.

Without solving these problems, it is difficult to say that it interprets the style of rock and roll.

After the second pass, Qin Jian raised his hand and motioned for Tang Jie to come over.

"Let's rest first. ”

Then the two of them discussed with the score, and Qin Jian told each other about the problems he heard and saw one by one.

"Regarding the playing method of wind music and the bow method of string music, I suggest that you let his family unify well, and don't fight separately, especially like the part of the melody that plays in unison, the sound of wind music is slower than that of string music, and everyone is rarely exposed to this kind of sheet music, and the experience is a little worse, so you must do your homework before rehearsal. ”

Chen Tangjie nodded seriously after listening, Qin Jian didn't say that he didn't feel anything yet, but now that he thinks about it twice, it is indeed as the other party said.

"So what should I do next?" he asked.

Qin Jian thought for a while, "There is still a week before the performance, and everyone can still have four or five times, so the time is enough." ”

"It's out of line today, you ask everyone to look for each other, get all the people with the same melody part together, unify the performance method first, practice on stage, and solve the problem together. ”

Chen Tangjie said: "It's better for you to tell everyone." ”

"Good. ”

Qin Jian clapped his hands as he spoke, and the stage instantly fell silent.

He told everyone what he had just said in detail, and everyone immediately understood what was going on, and then got busy with the score and pen.

"Xiao Liang. ”

"What's wrong?"

Qin Jian walked to Wang Xiaoliang's side and looked down at the yellow rectangular effect under his feet, "od1, good thing." ”

Wang Xiaoliang showed a rare modest expression and scratched his head: "This is my father's, I heard that I want to use it, so he mailed it to me yesterday with the qin." ”

Qin Jian's eyes lit up, Wang Xiaoliang's father used to play the electric piano, but I don't know how to change the pipa to his generation.

"Then you are cute, but the problem is that according to the timbre on the stage today, the distortion is too great, is it a problem with the sound?"

Wang Xiaoliang said: "Maybe, my box is fender25w, which comes with distortion." ”

"Then change, tomorrow you go to the student union to ask if there is a suitable speaker, if not, go and buy it, the funds are counted in the club, and it will be used in the future anyway." ”

"Okay. ”

"I played well, so I practiced the solo part again. ”

"A must. ”

Explaining all the problems clearly, Qin Jian gave some of his own opinions on Chen Tangjie's gestures, after all, he was also an amateur, so he could only give some opinions in some places.

I survived, and it wasn't long before the rehearsal was over.

Qin Jian, who was only responsible for playing the piano, broke his promise again.

"The night after tomorrow old time. ”

"That's all for today. ”

Today's rehearsal for Rock Canon is over.

...

Back in the dormitory, Qin Jian had time to record the content of this morning's class in the form of notes, especially about the details of Shen Qingci's description of playing the first movement of La 2, as well as several key 'air ports' of the third movement of La 3, which he had also faintly noticed in the mountains of Salzburg.

However, it is only half of the opening, and the rest of the part still needs to be broken through in practice.

23:30。

Qin Jian swiped the group of friends with a sigh and was about to put down his phone to sleep, when a new message was sent.

It's a picture, a braised eggplant that looks very good.

Qin Jian replied with a smile.

Let it go: what about rice?

Then there was a steaming sheet of rice.

Let it go: want to eat.

Jing: If you want to eat, you can come

Moment.

Let it go: Sister, I miss you

Jing: Yes, I went to college and had a sweet mouth

Let it go: I'm serious!

Jing: What happened when there was no movement that week?

Jing: Huh?

...

Let it go: wait for me, sister, I'll go to the toilet.