The orchestra members still had some results in their practice.

The "Symphony in A major" handed over to them by Shen Wuhuan refers to Beethoven's Symphony No. 7 in A major.

And this piece is like a mountain that must be climbed in front of Beethoven and the students in front of them.

Starting with a chord of the orchestral ensemble, the picture unfolds with the crisp and lively tone of the clarinet as the center, as dazzling as the dawn of dawn.

It's going to be a jubilant feast.

Shen Wuhuan naturally wouldn't worry about Xin Xiangyang, who had been by his side before.

After his own training, there is now a significant gap between Xin Xiangyang's level and the students of the same level in the school.

This gap is not reflected in absolute technology, but ...

As Mr. Mei Shaojiu said before leaving, he did not tell Shen Wuhuan bluntly that hard work is king, and talent is by no means the most important.

Instead, he told her in an extremely obscure way that everything his group did was just to be able to resonate with others through his performance.

How to make more people resonate is what "horns" should think about carefully.

Xin Xiangyang has already taken the first step on this path, which means that the expressiveness she can achieve in performance has begun to emerge.

The introductory part of the Symphony in A major is long for the whole theme, but it does not show the slightest dissonance.

If the bright timbre of the wind music symbolizes the dawn creeping up, then the brilliant strings are the pulsating pulse of the slow awakening of all things on the earth, heralding the vigorous change of all life.

When entering the presentation section, the flute played its main melody first, as crisp as a birdsong, and the whole orchestra caught the melody from the lark, making it more majestic, and then changing the melody into a minor key, making it more playful and lively.

The jubilant pomp intensified, and the whole performance was like a joyful celebration, revealing joy and peace everywhere.

Joy...

It didn't make any waves in Shen Wuhuan's heart.

The orchestra has made almost no fatal mistakes, and even minor flaws in some of the members have been eliminated through their playing experience.

This can be called a "perfect" performance, but it does not make her heart throb in any way.

Shen Wuhuan looked carefully at the orchestra members in front of him.

Each of them had a serious expression, their eyes glazed, and their fingers couldn't help but use more force than usual.

It was as if an invisible force was wielding a scythe behind them, urging them to play as hard as they could.

It's like putting an invisible shackle around them, and even the most powerful musician can't play any good music in this situation.

Shen Wuhuan was a little stunned.

I didn't put too much pressure on them, so where did that pressure come from?

She turned her head to look at Hu Yaling, who was commanding hard in front.

Maybe it's from her character of striving for perfection in everything.

looked at Xin Xiangyang who was sitting in the chief position again.

Maybe it's because the student who was the chief at most has suddenly become a high-profile star, and I don't know how high the road ahead can go.

I looked at the newcomers sitting by the rehearsal room, observing.

Maybe I don't know when I might be kicked out of the selection.

Many, many may be to blame for the current state of affairs.

As the music finishes its glorious climax and enters the second movement, the low and tragic theme of the viola, cello and double bass ensemble seems to cast a shadow over the orchestra once again.

Shen Wuhuan smiled bitterly.

The feelings expressed in this piece of music just contrasted with the mood of the orchestra members at this time, but it produced a wonderful feeling, which was even more expressive than the first movement just now, which Shen Wuhuan really did not expect.

That's when she had to stop playing.

"Professor Shen, what are you doing, aren't we playing pretty well?"

Hu Yaling vented her emotions with a dissatisfied face.

The members of the orchestra waited for criticism with dead faces, as if they had known the outcome for a long time.

Shen Wuhuan ignored Hu Yaling, who was in a small mood, and walked to the orchestra and said to them: "I said what the hell is wrong with you, the first movement of this piece is a kind of extreme joy from low to high, but I don't experience the slightest bit from your music, but the low and tragic second movement feels ten out of ten." ”

One by one, the members of the orchestra were eager to plant their heads in the ground.

"It's about directing yourself to have fun." Shen Wuhuan pointed at Hu Yaling again, who puffed out his cheeks angrily, but did not refute.

In fact, she did enjoy herself just now, because she was glad that everyone had done well today, at least the most satisfying one so far.

As for whether it is emotionally plump?

Hey, she doesn't have time to worry about that.

"The first movement of the whole piece is a joyous beginning, and even if there is a brief contemplation in the second movement, the whole piece is a joyous celebration of all the way forward, do you really fail to capture these emotions?"

Chilled again.

Shen Wuhuan knew in his heart that it was not that these orchestra members did not dare to answer, but that most of them did not know how to answer.

The orchestra was supposed to be a unit, but at this time, they were fighting on their own.

No matter how good Xin Xiangyang did his work as principal at this time, he couldn't lead the entire orchestra out of the predicament.

"I'm not trying to accuse you." Shen Wuhuan shook his head, "Your performance today can be called a leader in the industry in terms of your age and experience, but this alone is not enough, I believe I don't need to say that you all know." ”

Shen Wuhuan casually picked up the score on the conductor's platform and spread it out in front of everyone, "The score is the same, but different people play it with completely different feelings, do you know what this represents?" ”

"I don't know..."

Scattered answers came and went.

"Forget it, you may not be able to understand just by saying it, I'll find someone to demonstrate it to you."

Shen Wuhuan, who sighed secretly, turned his head to look at Xin Xiangyang, and just wanted to ask her to come over and demonstrate with him, but he didn't expect that suddenly the door of the rehearsal room was pushed open.

"I'm sorry... I've been so oblivious to my piano practice that I've mistaken the time..."

It was none other than the one who was out of breath, it was the Xiangyinyi that Shen Wuhuan had brought to Germany before, and she was holding her knees with both hands at this time, and the wheezing brought by running made her heartbeat not calm down for a long time.

I'll just say I didn't see you just now.

The corners of Shen Wuhuan's mouth couldn't help but show a hint of an imperceptible smile, "Okay, Xiang Yinyi, come here, it's your turn to appear next." ”

"Meow meow?" Directional Tone.