"Teacher... Sorry, we failed to live up to your expectations. ”

Xin Xiangyang and Hu Yaling took the orchestra leaders to Shen Wuhuan's office, but what they said surprised Shen Wuhuan.

"Why, did you encounter something?" Shen Wuhuan asked suspiciously.

"In the past nearly a month, our training results have not been satisfactory, and we have not completed the new song you gave us..."Xin Xiangyang looked distressed.

"If there are any specific difficulties, I can talk about them here."

Xin Xiangyang was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Hu Yaling was an anxious child, she hurriedly said: "Xiang Yang is embarrassed to say, let me tell you." ”

"The members of our regiment just saw that the professor was not there, and they neglected training, which led to frequent problems during practice, either fast or slow, and occasionally there would be low-level mistakes such as pitch errors, and I didn't know what to say."

What Hu Yaling said was quite polite, after all, people are confident.

Xin Xiangyang hurriedly defended: "Actually, they have worked hard, but..."

"Just what... It's not that there is not enough time to practice, otherwise how could there be such a small problem? ”

Hu Yaling didn't have the strength to spoil Xin Xiangyang on weekdays, but choked with her.

It can be seen that both of them are quite impatient.

That's not a good sign.

Shen Wuhuan clapped his palms and motioned for the two of them to stop.

"Roughly that there are always people in the orchestra who can't keep up, that means, right?"

"Hmm." The two replied in unison.

Shen Wuhuan sighed, eh, the limitations of the student orchestra were still exposed.

In fact, when he was rehearsing "The Bells", Shen Wuhuan thought about such a problem.

The concerto is actually a very advanced repertoire, which also means that it is highly difficult.

Student orchestras are, after all, students, non-professional musicians, and their practice time and professional skills are not up to the level of a true professional.

Even if some students have already passed the professional certificate, the gap between them and the real professional musicians is quite obvious.

The orchestra part of "The Bells" is actually not too difficult, and the problem was not exposed for a while, but this "Symphony in A Major" is a famous piece of Beethoven, the king of symphonies.

The level of complexity is by no means comparable to that of a concerto composed to accentuate the soloist.

Shen Wuhuan was in a hurry to go abroad to compete, so he didn't think so much about throwing this piece to the orchestra, which hit their self-confidence.

As for why Hu Yaling and Xin Xiangyang have completely different views on the orchestra's mistakes, this is another matter.

"Alright, this piece, let's pause the practice."

"Huh!"

In the face of Shen Wuhuan's instructions, Hu Yaling was the first to express her dissatisfaction, "Professor Shen, how can you say that if you don't let us practice, you won't let us practice, so that our previous month's efforts will not be in vain?" ”

"It's not that you won't be allowed to practice." Shen Wuhuan waved his hand, "Blame me for this, this piece is a little beyond your ability, in order not to waste more time, so I will withdraw this practice." ”

"How could it be! If it weren't for the fact that those few people didn't work hard enough, how could it have happened..."

Shen Wuhuan raised his hand and interrupted Hu Yaling, "Yaling, you may have some misunderstandings about the orchestra. ”

Hu Yaling stared, and didn't understand what Shen Wuhuan was talking about for a while.

"It's very normal for the level of the orchestra members to be uneven, and what you think can be easily done, some people may take several times as much time to do as you do, have you considered such a thing?"

Hu Yaling said dissatisfiedly: "That's because they don't have talent, if that's the case, then just quit the orchestra, why stay in the orchestra and drag it back." ”

Xin Xiangyang gently pushed Hu Yaling, "Yaling, don't say it..."

When Shen Wuhuan heard this, instead of being angry, he laughed.

This smile made everyone laugh dumbfounded, and they didn't understand what Professor Shen meant for a while.

"Yaling, I am very relieved that you can say that, it shows that your mentality has entered the professional field."

Hu Yaling looked proud after hearing this, she was no longer the girl who wanted to do everything with Shen Wuhuan before, but the pride on her face was interrupted by Shen Wuhuan for a few seconds.

"However, can you say that Xiang Yang's opinion is wrong?"

"I..."

Shen Wuhuan shook his head, "First of all, this is the school, the purpose of the school is to educate people and become talents, although it is difficult to achieve equal treatment, it must be taken into account." ”

"Let me ask you, how many students do we have who are learning Western musical instruments?"

Zhang Hailu replied with a straight finger: "About 1,500 people." ”

"Fifteen hundred, how many do you think will go into the professional field?"

Hu Yaling seemed to understand the meaning of this, and stammered and replied: "About fifteen to twenty percent, or even lower..."

"How many people can become really well-known musicians?"

Hu Yaling opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak.

Because the answer is too cruel.

The others present were speechless, because they knew it in their hearts, but they never wanted to mention it.

Not everyone comes with fame when they learn art, and not everyone who learns art with fame will necessarily become famous.

Not to mention that today's CN Western music itself is a mess, and it is not a little luck to stand out here.

It's like luck like divine help!

Shen Wuhuan sighed, "You know all this, so can you leave with these people who come to the school to learn art, you can't become famous?" ”

"It's a good thing to have a professional mindset and a professional attitude, but I hope you should be clear about whether it's in school or in society, believe Yaling, don't you see those members who perform poorly when they practice hard, right?"

Hu Yaling nodded helplessly.

"Okay, I won't say anything else, this society is cruel enough, but most of you still want music to leave you with wonderful memories rather than pain in your last college years."

What Shen Wuhuan said was very good, and the students listened very comfortably, and Hu Yaling, who had the most opinions, also thought it through.

Professor Shen did not ask her to give up her professional thinking, but asked her to treat her classmates less harshly.

Seeing off the students, Shen Wuhuan sat alone in an office chair.

There's one thing she didn't tell her lovely students.

Because that's just too cruel.

"People who don't have talent can't survive in this field, so it's better to leave some happy memories."

So the question is, what kind of person can be called gifted?

only

The one who survived.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Shen Wuhuan raised his tired eyes and said, "Please come in..."