Chapter 105: Divine Refining Point 11 [Rehearsal]

Seeing that Zhang Hao and the others had returned to the Zhenxing Tower, the relatives of the criminals who came to comfort them all left one after another, and no one cared about the bodies of the descendants of the officials who were shot to death by Zhang Hao, Le Xiaotian let the two soldiers carry them and throw them into the sea. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the crowd, Bi Muyang looked excited as if he had thought of something. Looking at Le Xiaotian's eyes, there was a kind of pleasure that was about to kill him, and his face was very sickly distorted.

Looking at the fifteen hundred agents standing in line, holding musical instruments, as well as other agents and workers, Le Xiaotian smiled.

Walking to a music stand in front of the temporary command platform, he took off his suit and handed it to Chen Fang on the side.

Under the pretext of shirt buttons, Le Xiaotian smiled: "It's finally the official rehearsal, are you all ready?" ”

Wearing a shirt in winter, the sir's posture is terrible. With trembling hearts, 1,500 officially performing agents raised their heads to the sky and roared: "Always ready! ”

Not only that, but the rest of the agents formed a circle around the place to prevent the sound of the surrounding machinery from being transmitted, and all the combatants involved in the exercise wore ear monitors. In order to be able to hear the musicians around you clearly in a noisy environment.

Letting go of the score of "Victory" on the music shelf, Le Xiaotian raised his right hand, twisted his peacock finger and stopped in the air.

Brush!

In an instant, 1,500 musicians condensed all over their bodies, and they did not dare to come out.

The cranes, stage pipe processing, branch porters, and accompanying officials all looked at those hands with bated breath.

A violent heartbeat appeared, and people's faces were full of excitement and nervousness.

More than 1,000 people played, this is something that only a super conductor genius can do, whether Le Xiaotian can do it or not, this step is crucial, even more important than the previous large amount of preparation.

Three seconds later, Le Xiaotian waved his right hand.

Suddenly, the 16 piano players side by side pressed the keys together, and the overall movement was uniform, and the surrounding 32 speakers sounded a beautiful melody together.

Between nods, Le Xiaotian raised his right hand lightly and directed the progress of the music.

In the beautiful melody, the 380 drummers bombarded the drum hammers in their hands when Le Xiaotian's eyes looked at them.

Bouncing, bouncing, bouncing!

The powerful drum kit and the electronic music run through, and the rhythm of "Victory" is magnificently opened.

Melody plus rhythm, tens of thousands of people here have entered the construction of artistic conception, after all, these days I have listened to this song "Victory" not five hundred times but three hundred times.

After the first violin group started the melody, the music was already on track, and it was very beautiful.

Brush!

Suddenly, Le Xiaotian clenched his right fist violently, and the whole performance stopped abruptly like killing a chicken and cutting his throat.

At this moment, the hearts of tens of thousands of people are beating violently, what's wrong?

Turning his body slightly, Le Xiaotian was facing the first violin group, his eyes looked down at this instrument group, his left index finger moved on the score, and finally froze, he smiled: "Third measure, do it again." ”

The rest of the instruments stopped, and the first violin group began to play.

Woooooo The 168 fiddlers of the first violinist launched the jumping bow, and this picture of the Baimeira bow is very beautiful.

However, Le Xiaotian clenched his right hand again with a swipe.

After getting off the podium, he took a step forward and stood directly in front of the first group: "Hehe, we have a beautiful woman here with beautiful movements, but it obviously doesn't match with other musicians." Who, stand up. ”

The 168 fiddlers were nervous about the succession of errors, after all, there were thousands of people next to them.

In a somewhat nervous situation, there was no movement here, no one stood up, Le Xiaotian smiled: "It seems that she is still a little shy." The third stanza of the Victory. ”

With the wave of his right hand, the 168 violinists whined and pulled again, with elegant postures and perfect shapes.

Brush!

Le Xiaotian clenched his fists vigorously and made a command gesture to stop.

After a pause, he walked to the third row of the first violin section, fifth in line.

When facing Adjutant Li, who was in seat 127 of the first violin group, he smiled and said, "Look at me." ”

However, Adjutant Li was now with his head down, his chin almost resting on his chest, so nervous that his legs were trembling.

One person making a mistake and causing thousands of people to stop is too time-consuming and costly. The gaze of tens of thousands of people made people too nervous, his face was ruddy, his skin was tense, and Adjutant Li slowly raised his head with tears in his eyes.

When she raised her head with difficulty, Adjutant Li's heart trembled, even if it was a strong psychology that had been tempered through brutal cultivation, when she looked at Le Xiaotian's eyes up close, she felt as if she was about to collapse, and the pressure like a sea was tilting.

Staring into her eyes, Le Xiaotian asked, "Do you know where you are wrong?" ”

His voice trembled a little, and after choking a few times, Adjutant Li spoke: "Know, know." ”

At this moment, Le Xiaotian finally roared fiercely and loudly: "I know that I don't pull it yet!" Do you think it's a lecture?! ”

The deafening roar made the heartbeats of thousands of people come to an abrupt halt, and the violent tone even blew the hair on Adjutant Li's forehead.

A tear slipped down, Adjutant Li held the piano in his left hand, his chin clamped, and his right hand trembled and put the bow on the strings.

Taking a deep breath, she began to pull up.

Le Xiaotian asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Adjutant Li choked up and said, "No, it's not smooth." ”

Le Xiaotian hummed the melody: "Mmmmmmmmmm......mmmmmm

Adjutant Lee then pulled.

"Why isn't it smooth?"

"The right arm is a bit large."

"Big or small?"

"Big, small, small."

"Big or small?"

"Big, big."

Playing the violin again and again, roaring again and again, and trembling answers again and again, the atmosphere here is oppressive and breathless.

In ten minutes, looking at Adjutant Li, who was full of grievances, Le Xiaotian asked, "Are you angry?" ”

Choked up, Adjutant Li's voice trembled, "Don't dare." ”

His eyes froze suddenly, Le Xiaotian leaned his face up, condescendingly, and asked closely: "Then you mean to say that you don't care about this music performance that is related to the lives of 40 million people in Beihai and 2 billion people?" ”

In a panic, he couldn't hold the violin in his hand anymore and fell to the ground instead.

Not daring to bend down to pick it up, Adjutant Li's eyes were filled with tears: "Command, I, I care." ”

Le Xiaotian asked, "Then are you angry?" ”

Adjutant Li clenched his fists: "I, I'm angry." ”

Le Xiaotian roared: "Be louder! ”

Adjutant Li's voice brought a cry: "I'm angry! ”

Le Xiaotian raised the volume again in her right ear and roared: "Louder!" ”

Raising his head slightly, Adjutant Li erupted: "I'm angry!" ”

The strength of his whole body turned into an angry roar, and Le Xiaotian said extremely hideously: "Give me a little louder!" ”

All the grievances erupted, and Adjutant Li looked up to the sky and cried: "I'm angry!" I! Bear! Gas! Finish!!! Woohoo......"

After the roar, Adjutant Li could no longer hold back the shame in his heart, and squatted on the ground with his hands covering his face and wailed.

Turning around, Le Xiaotian walked to the command platform step by step.

After standing still, Le Xiaotian looked around the audience, and his voice was extremely low: "You bunch of waste, if anyone dares to sabotage this battle performance, I will shoot him." Posthumously crowned with treason. ”

Glancing at the score, Le Xiaotian raised his right hand: "Normal speed "victory". ”

At this time, the 16 piano players, who were in a cold sweat all over their bodies, began to play again.

By the end of the first day's rehearsals, it was already afternoon.

After the end, Le Xiaotian took Chen Fang to gliding, sea swimming, climbing, fighter flight contact, and difficult action practice.

In the evening, he roared in the conductor group, and little by little prepared another musical performance "Immortal".