Chapter 45: "Fan Meeting"

Wang Baofu, the name is very earthy.

It is said that his father is a coal boss, and he gave this name in the hope that his son will be rich and rich.

Just when I was born.

The coal boss's father has already paved the way for people.

Love to learn, can't learn well to go to an art college to brush up on qualifications, go back to invest in his son, and use his son to invest in the film and television entertainment industry or something.

I can make money, but I can't make money to come back and dig coal with my father.

I never expected the result.

Wang Baofu, who was naughty and mischievous when he was a child and had poor academic performance, showed amazing talent and perseverance in the violin.

Daddy's coal factory has collapsed, but this son's violin is on the verge.

An absolute genius boy, pushing all the way.

Studying abroad, graduating, returning to China, and then entering the symphony orchestra of the Opera and Dance Theater.

25 years old.

To be able to reach this level, he is already a complete genius musician.

Conscientious and conscientious, climb all the way.

Finally, I am qualified.

It's time to run to the chief!

And then.

There was a monster in the regiment.

He is 10 years younger than himself.

At that time, Wang Baofu's heart was quite explosive.

When I didn't know, I even thought this monster was the child of a colleague's family.

But the time after that made Wang Baofu doubt his life.

After a while.

The former chief stepped down.

Wang Baofu thought he had a chance.

Although this monster is very powerful, it is young, and maybe .......

Then the position of chief is gone.

Seeing this immortal, he rushed all the way to the chief and stuck himself to death.

Can Wang Baofu take it?!

Then he was hammered to a solid knot, and even had extremely low self-esteem for a while, doubting whether he was suitable for the violin.

Since then.

This monster became Wang Baofu's lingering nightmare.

Principal First Violin.

That's where the entire first violin part needs to be taken into account.

Whenever the conductor comes up with the repertoire and explains his understanding and thoughts.

Based on these, the chief needs to study the corresponding bow method, note timing, light accent and so on.

and helped the chief superintendent rehearse.

From then on, Wang Baofu's nightmare came.

It's not just the psychological blow that comes with his powerful technology.

It's all the more because ......

The idea of the monster is very weird, and the monster is very demanding.

The conductor was pleasantly surprised.

Super satisfied.

In exchange for the musicians' ghost crying wolf.

The national team musicians are extremely adaptable, talented, and even stronger.

But Rao is like this, or the bitterness of being tossed by that monster.

It can be reflected in the progress of piano skills, and it is very obvious.

Pain and joy.

But every time I feel like I've grown a lot, and I'm going to compete with monsters.

There will always be monsters that come up with something new and hammer themselves.

It seems that he has been hiding and tucking in, taking care of his own face, and not being ruthless.

I'm not afraid of high scores in the academic exam, I'm afraid that Xueshen will control the score.

Every time, a little higher than you.

Rub your mind repeatedly.

Over and over again, it can be called a lifelong enemy.

......

"The head of the regiment said, let's take over a performance business, I heard that the conductor this time is a handsome guy!!"

"Don't, don't pack it again."

In the orchestra, the musicians are almost all in place.

A flute girl was whispering to a female colleague next to her.

It seems that the two are not small, but they are not big, around thirty years old.

While married.

But gossip about handsome guys, there will still be.

"Don't package the young master of the entertainment industry again......"

Another colleague's face was visibly unpleasant.

Actually, there is such a thing.

Get a conductor, but it's a pure blind command.

It all depends on the strong skills of the musicians to support the music without deformation.

Everyone didn't even dare to look at the conductor.

Because once you see it, you will subconsciously commit the occupational disease of cooperating with the command.

And then completely deviated.

"It doesn't seem to be, look, the head of the regiment is talking in the group!"

Not far away, the viola player next to him suddenly spoke.

"Say, we all know this one who came, and it's quite famous in the industry."

"Huh? Handsome guy? Quite famous in the industry? ”

For the identity of the comer.

The musicians suddenly became a little curious.

Handsome guy.

Famous in the industry.

"Langlang?"

"No, I heard it's the conductor."

"Command? Young? Handsome guy? Famous? It seems that there is no one who meets all four criteria......"

"You say, is it possible that Li Jinglin?"

The discussion is getting more and more intense.

A word came from the trumpet seat.

It's like a loud trumpet.

The audience was instantly cold, and their eyes looked over.

"What do you all think I'm doing?"

The trumpeter reluctantly raised his beloved trumpet.

"It's not uncommon for the principal violin to be the conductor."

As soon as these words came out.

His eyes brushed back to the principal violinist.

Wang Baofu's face changed suddenly.

It's as if I remember the fear of being dominated by the enemy of my life.

But soon, Wang Baofu stood up again.

It's as if you want to rely on words to cheer yourself up.

"Heh, Li Jinglin? No way! ”

"He's going solo!"

"Besides! Didn't he have a good time in the entertainment industry some time ago? Singing and dancing! ”

"Huh! Violin in his show...... Well, I'll admit he's still strong. ”

"But, impossible, absolutely impossible, I ...... with you"

The other musicians' eyes began to complicate.

Everybody knows that.

He was in a hurry.

He was in a hurry.

"What are you going to say?"

A voice suddenly came from outside.

His eyes turned in unison.

A familiar and unfamiliar face appeared in everyone's eyes.

Li Jinglin smiled and walked two steps quickly to the command platform.

Put down the score, take two steps and lean towards Wang Baofu.

"Yo, Brother Rich, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you're also the chief?!"

“!”

Wang Baofu is stupid.

I almost jumped up in fright.

Enemies for life, nightmares, shadows, monsters.......

Wow!!

The orchestra was boiling.

"Good fellows! Is it really Li Jinglin? ”

"I'll go, it turns out to be this fairy ......"

"Ah Lin, Ah Lin!! Look at me, look at me!! I'm a fan of you!! ”

Especially the first violin, the second violin.

It's even more explosive.

The one in front of you, you don't care if he's fried fish or not, whether he's not doing his job.

At least so far, this person is still the first violin player in China.

At least half of the violinists in the orchestra are fans.

Cooperate?

No!

It's a fan meeting!

"Hello everyone! Hello everyone! ”

Li Jinglin smiled and bowed to the musicians a few times.

"Next, I will collaborate with you on a track, and I hope that during this time, everyone can work hard and be more tolerant."

"Ah Lin, don't worry, my sister supports you!!"

An excited voice came from the direction of the first violin.

The audience laughed.

"Thank you, thank you!!"

Li Jinglin walked to Wang Baofu's side.

Kind and friendly.

"Brother Rich, I really haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?"

Days without you are certainly the best!

Wang Baofu's mentality collapsed directly.

As a genius, it's good to be around a more fierce genius.

But if it's a monster, it's not a good thing.

If the gap is not large, there will be fighting spirit, and if the gap is too large, there will be respect.

But the gap is really worlds apart, and it will only be frustrated and doubtful about life.

"It's been a bit rough lately."

glanced at Li Jinglin.

Wang Baofu has mixed feelings in his heart.

With your old man here, of course I'm going to have a bad time.

"Long time no see, go out for dinner at night?"

“....... Yes. ”

Wang Baofu did not refuse.

As a matter of fact.

For Li Jinglin.

Wang Baofu's senses are extremely complex.

Hostility is really not enough.

There must be a lot of powerlessness.

And in envy and jealousy, there is also affirmation and admiration.

"Alright, let's get down to business!"

Li Jinglin opened the thick folder.

In terms of music score, I did a good job of dividing the score, but I didn't bother with the score.

The score is sent to the principal of each voice, and the principal is allowed to distribute it.

Spread out the score.

"That's right, next, what we want to cooperate on is this track adapted from a pop song, "On the Moon"!"

Li Jinglin smiled.

"If the work is better, there may be more cooperation in the future."

For pop music adaptations.

The musicians are not averse.

There won't be much of a reaction either.

Since it's time for the performance rehearsal, it's all up to the conductor.

This is the professional ethics of national orchestras.

Next, Li Jinglin began to let everyone sight-watch his own music.

A few more preliminary subsections were combined.

Some of the problems were explained.

The day passed.

But after work, most of the orchestra members left.

On the violin's side, none of them left.

"Ah Lin, give us a show?!"

"Yes, yes! Perform one?! ”

Violinists are really celebrating the New Year.

Here comes an industry giant.

How can you enjoy it up close?

Even Wang Baofu, who regards Li Jinglin as his lifelong enemy and the beast of the flood, wants to take a closer look.

Li Jinglin's technology, where has it been!

"Okay."

Li Jinglin did not refuse.

Take out your own violin from the break room.

Then head back to the rehearsal hall.

At this time, many other musicians who had put away their instruments couldn't help but come over.

The orchestra is not only as if it is not off work.

There were even a lot of other staff members who came to watch.

Open the case.

Immediately, a group of violinists gathered around.

"Well, this is Guarnelli 1743? Legendary cannons! ”

"Is this the war harp of the winner of the Paganini Violin Competition?"

"Hey, is this the violin that Paganini used to use?"

In admiration.

Wang Baofu had a familiar feeling.

This piano ..... Solid gave himself a critical blow.

Sour! Envy!

This feeling is back!

It's all back!

"I'm getting goosebumps all over my body......"

"If I can play this piano too, it will really be a death without regrets."

"When I look at it up close, I feel excited."

Paganini is the god in the hearts of all violinists.

Guarnelli of Pasay 1743, has another name.

"Cannon"!

It can be called a heritage relic in the industry.

The violinist of the orchestra looked at the sacred relics of the industry, fanatical and envious.

looked at Li Jinglin again, and his eyes were even hotter!

"Okay, let's give you a paragraph!"

Twist the bow, put on rosin, tune.

You're all set!