After returning home, Shen Wuhuan learned a series about the experience of this orchestra through the Internet.

The whole orchestra was founded about 15 years ago, and Professor Wu was not a professor when he became the conductor of this orchestra, but only a lecturer.

During the 14 years of the orchestra, Professor Wu has been promoted from lecturer to professor.

At the same time, it has also successfully shaped a little-known small troupe into a professional troupe.

It can be said that the real hard work is high, and its character and concentration are by no means comparable to ordinary people.

But in the past two years, the performance of the entire troupe has declined, and even if it is performed in the music season, few people will support it, and Shen Wuhuan has seen the specific situation yesterday.

As a direct result, the orchestra had to withdraw from the season in order to save money, and received only a minimum financial allocation, and the entire orchestra became part-time.

Some netizens even broke out that the violin seat of the orchestra has to drive a special car every night to subsidize the family.

Knowing this level, Shen Wuhuan had nothing to say, and she decided to meet with the orchestra members first to see if there were any other hidden secrets.

She dialed Lehi's phone.

The next day, Li Hai took Shen Wuhuan to the office where the orchestra was located.

It's a very basic office, and the band members don't even have a lounge area.

A row of lockers, lined up in the narrow corridor, makes people feel sad when they look at it.

I knocked on the office door, and a middle-aged man's voice came from inside, "Please come in." ”

Pushing the door in, Professor Wu was sitting in a chair at this time, and the principal violin was standing next to him, and the two seemed to be communicating something just now.

When Professor Wu saw someone coming, he stood up, walked up to Shen Wuhuan and shook her hand: "Welcome Professor Shen to come here, we have been waiting for a long time." ”

"Please wait for me, there are some things I really can't leave recently, so I've only been thinking about it for so many days, I'm sorry."

Shen Wuhuan used a tone that was completely different from his own, in order to test Professor Wu.

Professor Wu reacted, but the speed was much more sensitive than the concert the day before yesterday: "I'm really sorry to invite you to be a guest in my busy schedule." ”

Shen Wuhuan pondered for a moment, if the communication was not affected, then it might be a more subtle problem.

"No, what you said, I'm an idler now, I don't have a course, I don't have a team, I just look at my own students."

"Hehe, Professor Shen is not arrogant or impatient, it's really amazing, let's go, I'll take you to meet the members of the orchestra."

Professor Wu smiled and led Shen Wuhuan and the two to the theater not far from the office space, and the two talked happily along the way, talking about the knowledge of string instruments, and Professor Wu also admired Shen Wuhuan's knowledge even more.

Lehi and the chief were left behind, as if they were exchanging something.

By the time they arrived at the theater, the string orchestra had already taken their assigned seats.

From left to right, the first viol, the second viol, the middle tire, the cello and the double bass.

The number of people is even smaller than what I saw on stage before, it may be that some people are busy with their own affairs and have no leisure.

Professor Wu introduced Shen Wuhuan in front of the orchestra, and the orchestra members were impeccable in terms of etiquette, and Shen Wuhuan's return gift was also very good.

Then Professor Wu asked Shen Wuhuan to say a few words, Shen Wuhuan nodded and said: "I am very happy to get this opportunity to cooperate with you, Professor Wu is a knowledgeable conductor, I admire you very much, but your performance skills, I still have no bottom in my heart, I don't know if you can ask you to play a piece of music live for me to observe." ”

The members of the orchestra looked at each other, and they all fixed their eyes on the principal, who looked at Lehi, who shook his head in embarrassment.

Professor Wu laughed and did not express any opinions.

In fact, the family members of so many orchestra members were present the day before yesterday, and it was also related to the fact that they were notified that Shen Wuhuan would be there to watch.

These family members became informants for the orchestra members, in order to see if there was any special audience attendance.

As a result, there were no characters who looked like professors, except for hearing that three little girls were present.

At this time, when I heard Shen Wuhuan say that she hadn't heard everyone's performance, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, which showed that there was still a chance to save.

Of course, this also has something to do with Shen Wuhuan's dress today.

She was wearing a professional attire today, a black suit with black heels (a prop for changing appearances), and a black suitcase tied in a smart ponytail, which blurred her age.

Coupled with her own temperament, it is impossible to connect with the "little girl" in the mouth of her family yesterday.

The chief stepped forward and said, "Professor Shen, why don't you play a piece first to motivate our members, after all, most of us haven't seen you play." ”

Shen Wuhuan nodded, laid the violin case flat on the vacant chair, then took out his beloved cannon and began to play.

The piece she played was the third movement of the Winter Overture performed by the orchestra the day before yesterday.

With the movement of the bow, the violin's timbre bursts open.

The full, ear-like note of wheat was like a heavy punch to the hearts of everyone present.

Then came heart-rending grief.

Shen Wuhuan's violin skills are too high, coupled with the special distance and timbre of the cannon.

You don't even need a pickup and speaker, and the violin's tone can be played in any corner of the theater.

The sleeping "woman" in the violin awakens again, this time singing a sad song in her sweet voice.

The variation of the bow of the E and G strings depicts the turbulence of the winter wind, which adds to the tragedy.

All the orchestra members present only felt that their noses were stuffy and that they felt like they had a knife wound in their hearts.

They beat their spirits, but the shock in their hearts has reached the point where there is no addition: "How contagious is this?" How does it feel to hear it up close? ”

"It's a magic sound! How the hell does this sound come about? ”

"Mom, is there such a big gap between my strength and hers?"

The third movement ends with a high note on the G string, and as the performance draws to a close, the final section is finally reached to the extreme.

Suddenly, everyone present opened their mouths to look at Shen Wuhuan's movements.

She actually tuned the piano during the performance?

Just now, Shen Wuhuan twisted the string shaft on the head!

"How is this possible, adjusting the G string during the playing? Isn't she afraid that the strings will break? ”

But the broken strings didn't happen.

Instead, at the end of the end, an extremely clear and loud overtone is played.

The accuracy of the pitch and beat made them sigh with admiration.

"I must have played a fake piano!"

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