The name was decided, and the rest was easy.

After some discussion, Qin Jian simply arranged the next tasks.

"Now I want to know about your profession, Tang Jie, you take a pen and make statistics. ”

“ok。 ”

"Far Pengfei, clarinet. ”

"Mark, alto violin. ”

"Bass, Wang Lin. ”

"Li Shasha, Til. ”

...

After the statistics, Qin Jian looked at the list and thought about it in his heart, and said: "There are still a lot of voices missing in the wind music, and the number of strings is far from enough, and the vocal parts are not complete. To tell you the truth, I plan to arrange our founding debut at the freshman party, if it goes well, as long as we successfully fire the first shot, we will not worry about no one joining behind. ”

Chen Tangjie interjected: "The stage of the freshman party is indeed a good opportunity, but can we release an opera in less than ten days?

"Yes, isn't the time too rushed, the debut of the group should be well prepared, okay?" Wang Lin followed.

Qin Jian nodded: "I understand what everyone means, but I have already selected the repertoire, it will not take long, and this must be rehearsed in a short time." ”

"What play?" the crowd asked.

Qin Jian coughed lightly: "Carmen excerpts, love is like a bird." ”

"Habanera?" Zheng Feng said suspiciously.

"That's right," Qin Jian said, "This repertoire is definitely a familiar classic for everyone, and it is not difficult for the orchestra to rehearse." ”

"What's more, this paragraph is mainly a mezzo-soprano solo," he said, his gaze fell on Ning Qianxia's face, "We have a ready-made one here." ”

For Ning Qianxia's strength, everyone has witnessed it with their own eyes.

"That's it!"

Wang Xiaoliang was excited again, as if he had seen the scene on the stage, and clapped his hands and said, "Let's start rehearsing quickly." ”

Qin Jian raised his hand to signal everyone not to get excited.

"Tomorrow morning, I will go to the student union to submit an application for the club, and by the way, I will see if I can get a rehearsal venue, but I can't think of a way to do it myself, in short, I will definitely find a place for everyone to rehearse as soon as possible." ”

"The problem left now is that even with this excerpt, we still don't have enough stage configuration. ”

"Qin Jian, you say, let's find a way to carry people over to you, and we will also pull a banner tomorrow when the club recruits new people, so we don't have to worry about not being able to pull people." ”

"That's it, president, you speak, and we operate. ”

Ning Qianxia also spoke: "Qin Jian, you don't have to worry about the chorus, I'll help you pull a choir with the smallest formation." ”

"Then I'll trouble you," Qin Jian was also polite, he was neither familiar with the vocal music department, nor did he understand it. ”

After a moment, his gaze turned back to everyone: "String group, I want a bass, three mention, three middle mention, four each of the first and second pieces, wind group, a flute, the piano has Xia Shu, and the percussion is enough for Zheng Feng alone for the time being." ”

"In the end, there was a lack of a conductor. ”

The words fell, and everyone's puzzled eyes looked at him in unison.

Ning Qianxia took the lead in speaking: "I refuse everything that is not your command. ”

....

After the meeting, everyone got busy, Chen Tangjie and Ding Yaru were busy hugging the orchestra freshmen in each group, and the cutie drew a "Spring of Figaro" promotional poster overnight.

Ning Qianxia didn't know what method to use, and she really pulled a choir of fifteen people into the club's chat group before eleven o'clock in the evening.

Let it go: Without further ado, everyone is welcome

Mine is older than you: Hahaha, president, your name has a bit of a connotation

Brother Jie: Qin Jian, you are busy, I will help you arrange work for everyone

Brother Jie: The dormitory won't leave you a door tonight, / Evil laugh

Music Theory Killer: Tsk, the president pays attention to the body~

Momo: +1

....

Seeing that everyone was chatting enthusiastically, Qin Jian put down his mobile phone.

The first step is a step.

Pulling a can of beer from the fridge and placing it on the board, he lifted the lid of the Steinway.

Moments later, midnight Chopin passed through the door of 309 and resounded throughout the school building.

Prelude in B flat minor.

A new chapter, the next step in the Chopin Competition.

A new battlefield had just begun, and the light sound of the piano seemed to pass through the plains of Castile, prancing on the banks of the Donets River, overlooking the black torrent of armor and chariots surging into the distance.

In another corner of the same sky, the B-flat minor prelude has just come to an end.

It's blue there.

"Very good, paragraph, your sense of sentence space is getting better and better. ”

Riegel looked at the girl in front of the piano, and sighed in his heart, in the past few months, her progress can not be described as great, he has seen too many amazing young people, this girl is definitely the most underestimated one, her thin body seems to have an inexhaustible energy.

"Thank you. ”

In a few months, Duan Ran's short hair has passed past his shoulders, and he has locked himself in the piano room all day long, and the whole person has lost a little weight, and he looks a lot more stable at the moment, but there is a little more silence written on his face.

Putting away the sheet music on the piano, she carried the cloth bag on her back, "Teacher Riegel, go first." ”

"Wait a minute, Duan," Riggle kept Duan Ran and frowned, "Don't you really plan to take the piano ensemble class?" That's two credits, you only need to take the exam once, and you can easily get it." ”

Duan Ran turned around and blinked slightly, "I'm sorry, Teacher Geer, I don't want the credits." ”

Moment.

"I have only one partner. ”

She laughed.

With that, he turned around and pushed the door away, taking out his phone.

...

Dark Room 309.

A buzzing sound interrupted Qin Jian's piano sound, and he stopped and picked up his phone.

Looking at the picture information on the phone, he couldn't help but smile, and then raised his hand to take a picture of the score on the piano by the dim moonlight.

Click Send.

...

On the way back to the apartment, Duan Ran's mobile phone shook, and she hurriedly turned it on.

On the screen of the mobile phone, two copies of the same musical score, arranged up and down, one bright and one dark.

Chopin's Prelude in B flat minor is like an invisible bond between the two sides of the earth.

Duan Duan Duan Duan: Pay attention to your body

Duan Duan Duan Duan: Everything is fine here, don't read it.

In Paris in September, the sun is shining.

...

...

It was already half past eight when Qin Jian got up from the bed board, went back to the dormitory to wash up, and then left the dormitory to go to the teaching building, and it took less than ten minutes to submit the application for the establishment of the group.

Chen Tangjie and the others had no classes in the morning, so they put up a banner in the Naxin District of the club and began to recruit troops, with two signboards of Qin Jian and Ning Qianxia, and there were many new students who came to inquire at one time.

After submitting the application, Qin Jian took a taxi non-stop to the office of the Yanjing Symphony Orchestra and found Xia Dong.

"Xia Zhi, I'll get the score. ”

"You kid didn't say hello to me when you came to Yanjing to go to school, if you hadn't called me yesterday to ask for a score, I would have thought you would have stayed in Vienna. ”

"Here, you want the Genealogy of Carmen's opera, what are you doing in a hurry?"

Qin Jian roughly talked to Xia Dong.

"Opera can be a bit complicated. ”

What followed was time, and Qin Jian asked Xia Dong a lot of questions about commanding.

Xia Dong also answered them one by one, and gave him more professional advice on some details.

When Qin Jian returned to school, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

"You're back, you don't believe it, guess how many people we recruited today?"

As soon as he entered the dormitory door, he was pulled over by Chen Tangjie.

"How much?"

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