2:30。

The violin part sat neatly on the stage.

Most of the voice members in the audience arrived, and they were quietly accompanied by the audience.

Qin Jian walked onto the podium and looked around the stage.

"All 96 bars, don't knead the strings. ”

His voice fell, and all the members of the voice looked at each other.

As he spoke, he looked at Li Shasha, "Let's do technical coordination with everyone." ”

Li Shasha was also thinking, and for a moment, she and the deputy chief said a few words, and then the entire voice on the stage also participated in the discussion.

Professional things are left to professional people to do, Qin Jian doesn't understand violin techniques, he just has to wait for everyone's results.

After a while, the stage fell silent, and Li Shasha turned her head to look at Qin Jian and nodded.

“ok。 ”

Qin Jian picked up the baton on the music table.

He shook his arm again, the baton was raised, and with Li Shasha's movements, all the violin members raised their bows in unison.

Entered the state of readiness.

Qin Jian turned his right hand, and the moment the baton swiped over, the humming of the violin part was brought out.

The stage was instantly filled with the sound of string music.

Only the stage of the violin part sounds like the other parts when played alone, and it is all monotonous.

However, it also makes the details in the music more thorough.

The phrases that can't be called melodies sometimes stop, sometimes play, and pass bar by bar, Qin Jian's brows are tightened and he listens defensively.

It has to be said that with the method provided by Xia Dong, the whole part is much cleaner in the front harmonic passages.

As the music progressed, the whole rehearsal hall entered a state of tension after the beat before entering the 'dilemma' section.

Qin Jianmian controlled the speed without changing color, and suddenly his arm rose again, and all the small handles capitalized in their minds 'Don't knead the strings', and the movements of the hands were shown again through the technique.

At the same time, they also showed the high quality of their string majors in the Huaguo Academy, and the modified performance method was adapted to them in a short time.

Clear passages give everyone the answer, and the violin part does it.

Although the first time I played in this way, there were still some flaws in some details, such as some people focused on controlling themselves not to knead the strings, resulting in forgetting the expression marks of the strength of the music.

But after the full performance, the cheers from the audience already spoke for themselves.

Qin Jian also breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the biggest problem has been solved, and the problem of sonic fighting no longer exists.

While reflecting on his lack of knowledge about orchestra rehearsals, and looking at the relieved violin members, he couldn't help but sigh that everyone still has a long way to go.

Clapping his hands, the hall fell silent, he gave Li Shasha an affirmative look again, and then turned to look around the audience.

smiled: "Now that they're all here, let's go on stage." ”

Before he could finish his words, the audience moved eagerly.

"Wait a minute. ”

With a sound, the audience was silent again, and Qin Jian thought for a moment, "The string group goes first." ”

The audience moved again, and all the members of the string group came to the stage one after another with their instruments.

Qin Jian turned around and sorted out his thoughts again.

The main problem of the small mention though has been solved.

However, it still needs to be polished and polished, so that everyone can add up the voices, on the one hand, so that the violin voice can gradually adapt to the 'interference' situation to perform the performance just now, and on the other hand, in the process, it also gives the slightly weaker violators a few times to consolidate the technique.

The stage is ready again.

Qin Jian raised his hand again.

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Over and over again, voice after voice, time passed little by little in this repetition and increase in voices.

An hour and a half passed, and the last pass was completed on stage.

All the orchestra parts joined once, and Qin Jian was the most satisfied.

Qin Jian wiped away the sweat from his forehead, he didn't have the evil fruit of lunch, he felt a slight dizziness in the face of the hot and dim table lamp at the moment.

From the busy morning to now, he is indeed a little tired.

He gently held the pole behind the command platform, and quickly adjusted his state through a short gap.

Feeling better, he said to everyone: "Strike while the iron is hot, let's try to get it done!"

As he spoke, he turned around again and motioned for the long-prepared singers to come on stage.

Ning Qianxia put down the water glass and walked onto the stage.

When she passed by Qin Jian's side, she saw that the tip of Qin Jian's nose was sweating and her face was not good, she asked, "Do you need to take a break?" The tone of her expression was no different from a few hours ago.

"It's okay," Qin Jian got up and picked up the baton again, "Come on, everyone can only do this for the time being, and the rest is up to you." ”

Ning Qianxia smiled, "Leave it to me." ”

After the night without changing her costume, she simply opened her voice twice, and her aura was instantly fully opened, as if the level of the entire stage had been raised by several notches.

The actors' orchestra is in place, and the conductor is in place.

The Magic Flute Act II, Scene 3, Aria of the Night Queen—'The Flame of Vengeance Burns in Me'

The baton fell, and the strings rang out in unison.

"Buzz!—Buzz!—Buzz!—Buzz!—"

The stage is on the verge of a touch.

...

...

20:43。

At night, Huaguoyuan seemed a little quieter than during the day.

Teaching Building, Piano Department.

Chopin's Nocturne in F minor OP55: NO1 is flowing quietly and freely.

The melody is as eloquent as a melancholy of sorrows, like a helpless sigh in the uncomplicated harmonic vocabulary.

In front of the piano, a slowly rising smoke above the lonely back, like the passing note outside the main note, swirled and swirled, and disappeared, leaving only the residual smell in the air.

The fingers on the keys gently caressed the smooth back of the lover as if silently, and the breath between each phrase was silent.

Music moves forward in the tobacco-filled space.

The Neapolitan chord appeared appropriately, so that the original minor third chord became a major third, and the major key tendencies in harmony gave people a bright listening sensation, but the mood continued to creep in the gloom.

Finally, the phrase ends at the moment when the harmony is completely terminated.

Another breath of silence

Chopin in all its forms, nocturne in all its forms.

It's just that this nocturne has no audience at this time, like a cigarette butt that burns to the handle, being ruthlessly pressed to death in the ashtray, and no one will remember that it once existed.

When Shen Qingci has nothing to do recently, he will sit in front of the piano and touch a paragraph or two of Chopin, just as he is waiting now.

A phone call made him pick up his phone.

After hanging up the phone, he laughed and scolded: "Release me pigeon again." ”

Thankfully, he's waiting for two of them tonight.

A short time later, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter. He shouted.

Then the door was gently pushed open, and Natsuki walked in with the clip in his arms.

"Teacher Shen. ”

Shen Qingci nodded and gave up his position in front of the piano, "Come on." ”

Xia Shu sat down in front of the piano, and then Shen Qingci's words rang in his ears.

"Starting today, we start talking about Chopin's rabuto. ”

...

In the other corner of the school, Qin Jian, who had hung up the phone for a long time, had already fallen asleep.

He didn't want to release Shen Qingci's pigeons, but he really wanted to sleep.

Maybe it's because he hasn't adjusted to the jet lag yet?

There was nothing to say all night, and he was less than three days before the countdown to the show.