Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1068 328. There is more than one truth! [Next]

Once again walking under the spotlight as a conductor, Wang Xiaohu's steps were much lighter than last time.

Intentionally or unintentionally imitating Uncle Fang's posture of crossing his hands in front of him when he went on stage, Wang Xiaohu stopped beside the podium amid applause.

He turned to face the audience, and a familiar gust of air blew towards him, like a gust of hot wind blowing from another world.

Although he couldn’t see clearly below the stage, Wang Xiaohu could feel many eyes staring at him.

The stage and the audience seats separated by a curtain were like two different worlds. He stood at the intersection of the two worlds, smiling and scanning the audience seats with his eyes.

After a moment, he bowed slightly and saluted, then turned around and stepped onto the command podium.

Brother Xiaohu's series of natural movements made the audience feel a sense of solemnity, as if the young man on the podium was a conductor.

Many audiences have never seen a conductor on stage in person, but in their imagination, a conductor on stage should look like this.

His body was calm, his face was smiling, his eyes were firm, and he had the confidence that he was in control of everything.

Looking at the young conductor's back, the audience became even more excited about the upcoming performance.

In the silent scene, a cough would be magnified infinitely.

A young musician quickly covered his mouth.

Wang Xiaohu looked over there, and when the coughing student put down his hand and nodded at him, he turned his gaze to Teacher Feng on the far left.

Then he looked around from left to right, and after confirming his gaze with every musician, his eyes returned to the center of the stage.

Teachers Wang Wenyang and Liang Yudan were sitting in the middle of the stage, and they were also looking at Wang Xiaohu on the podium.

The three of them smiled, as if they had suddenly met at an exam site. They couldn't communicate with words, so they could only greet each other with smiles.

Smiling at the two teachers, Brother Xiaohu's hands, which were hanging by his legs, suddenly raised up slightly with the palms facing outward.

With just this subtle little movement, all the musicians on the stage set up their instruments at the same time and prepared to play.

Wow!
I have to say that from the audience's perspective, this scene was quite shocking.

The sense of unity of the stage was fully displayed at this moment.

What great kids! Some parents have already quietly given thumbs up to the young musicians.

In the parents’ view, the children completed the preparatory movements that only professional teachers can complete.

This also reflects to a certain extent the children's daily learning status in the club, and the parents are more enthusiastic.

Although it seems like Brother Xiaohu’s performance on stage was long, it actually only lasted a dozen seconds.

The next moment when Brother Xiaohu's right hand continued to rise and drew four air arcs in front of him, an invisible force condensed above the stage.

Finally, as Brother Xiaohu raised his hands and then lowered them together, the invisible force instantly turned into visible sound.

All the wind bands sang together, and the passionate rhythm made the scene lively in just one second.

Wang Xiaohu's baton swung to the left, and the rock style of the woodwind instruments blew up. Then he swung the baton to the right, and the brass instruments brought the heat from the west coast of the ocean in the blink of an eye.

When talking about tequila, we have to talk about Mexico. As the national drink of Mexico, tequila is also another spiritual symbol of Mexico.

Tequila, the ensemble version of the same name is basically adapted from the work published by The Champs Orchestra in 1958.

The version that Ang Lee chose for the children was adapted by American composer Coltrane, whose work combines jazz rock with a strong Latin style.

It has very expressive stage performance. In addition, today's performance has a group of new teachers who filled in the previous vacancies in vocal parts, so the listening experience is fuller.

“Tequila!!!”

As section B ended, Wang Xiaohu raised one hand to the sky, and all the members of the trumpet section stood up and cheered, pushing the atmosphere to a climax!

At this moment, the big screen behind the stage began to scroll, and the original picture of the brass band's arrangement and explanation turned into a group of photos of children.

There are scenes of children attending classes seriously in the club classroom.

There are professional teachers to explain and demonstrate carefully.

There are moments of the kids sitting around backstage laughing between rehearsals.

There is a group photo of the children at the end of their first performance.

There seems to be a story behind every photo, recording the growth story of every young member of the club over the past six months.

Accompanied by the live music, parents felt a great sense of achievement as they watched their children enjoying the music passionately on the stage.

Although most parents' children are sitting next to them at this moment.

But this did not stop them from cheering for the young musicians on the stage.

Maybe our own children will appear on the stage in the next performance.

Invisibly, the parents seemed to have reached a consensus in silent communication that it was their fault for not enrolling their children in the wind band club last time, and they must seize the opportunity this time.

“Tequila!!!”

With the last shout, Wang Xiaohu and all the Xiaoyue musicians shouted together!
Zhang Miao used all his strength to hit the drumsticks twice, and with a "pop" sound, Wang Xiaohu simultaneously extended and retracted the baton in his right hand, freezing the moment of retraction under the watchful eyes of all the musicians.

For a moment, the stage was silent, leaving only the residual warmth in the air fading away.

"Wow——————"

The enthusiastic applause from the audience did not seem to reach the stage. All the musicians on the stage still maintained their playing posture at the end of the song, and no musician took the instrument away from their mouth.

The names and classes of the participating young musicians scrolled one by one on the big screen.

"Wow————————"

Until Wang Xiaohu put his hands away.

Brother Xiaohu put his hands away and turned around, facing another wave of heat from the audience and wiping the sweat from his forehead with a smile.

This time he saw the audience clearly. All the uncles, aunts and classmates were applauding them, and many classmates had already stood up!

Stepping down from the podium, Wang Xiaohu moved away from the center of the stage and walked to the edge of the stage. He turned sideways and raised his arm towards the orchestra, then followed the audience in applauding the orchestra.

“Wow————————————”

Give applause to all the performers!

Mu Xin and Xiao Yun in the audience laughed loudly, saying, "This conductor is so good!"

Finally, all the musicians stood up with their instruments and bent down together facing the audience.

The applause continued, but the lights in the venue gradually dimmed.

Soon the stage became chaotic, with sounds of laughter, stools being moved, and music stands falling.

A few seconds passed as various sounds intertwined, and the concert hall became so dim that the scene on the stage could hardly be seen anymore.

All the parents and children thought that the concert was over and that what they saw was just the ending effect of the concert.

Just as everyone was waiting for the scene to light up again, a girl's voice suddenly appeared over the speakers in the hall.

"Hello, Senior Chichi!"

Senior Zhizhi? Qiao Zhizhi? The parents had just remembered this name, not to mention the children.

There was still chaos in front of the stage, but the audience seats gradually quieted down.

"Hellohello." Then Qiao Zhizhi's breathless voice of greeting came from above the hall.

After hearing this, the students who had watched the Starry Sky Live show immediately realized that something was wrong!

Wu Yifan: "I'm the little rabbit from the campus radio station. We've eaten together in the cafeteria before. Do you still remember me?!"

Qiao Zhizhi: “Remember, remember!”

Wu Yifan chuckled and said, "Can you help me complete a small interview?"

Qiao Zhizhi: "Yeah, you say, little rabbit."

Wu Yifan: "Today's performance was wonderful. The teachers and students were great!"

Qiao Zhizhi: "Thank you! The uncles, aunts and classmates in the audience are so enthusiastic!"

Wu Yifan: "Everyone must have prepared for this performance for a long time, right?" Qiao Zhizhi: "From deciding the repertoire to rehearsing on stage, it took about ten days."

Wu Yifan: "Ah? Only ten days, it must be very tense."

Qiao Zhizhi: "Well, because school has just started, we just finished the first rehearsal last night. We went back to the dormitory after the rehearsal, and the teachers were busy until the early morning to set up the stage."

Ang Lee: That’s not how I wrote it!
Audience: Thank you teachers for your hard work!

Wu Yifan: “The teachers have worked so hard!”

Qiao Zhizhi: “Indeed, the teachers not only have to prepare their own programs, but also design the stage and guide everyone.”

Wu Yifan: "Thank you teachers! I really like this show. I have never heard such a concert before."

Qiao Zhizhi: "Haha, me too. This is my first time participating in this kind of performance."

Wu Yifan: "Senior Zhizhi will feel more relaxed this time since she doesn't have to play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."

Audience: Echoes under the starry sky!!!
Qiao Zhizhi: "Not really! The pressure of this performance is much greater. I'm still a little nervous now!"

Wu Yifan: "Ah? Why?"

Qiao Zhizhi: "Because we have to play together with the teachers! I made a few mistakes just now!"

Lee Ang: Is that wrong?
Wu Yifan: "Ah? I can't hear it at all!"

Audience: I can’t hear any problem at all!

Qiao Zhizhi: "It's mainly because the teachers pulled it too well and covered up my problem. Hush! Keep it a secret for me."

There was a burst of laughter amid the chaos backstage.

Wu Yifan: "Hahaha, there's no need to be so modest, Senior Zhizhi. The fact that you can perform on stage with the teachers already shows your ability!"

Qiao Zhizhi: "I'm so ashamed. If I have another chance next time, I will definitely not make the same mistake again!"

Wu Yifan: "I look forward to the next performance of the seniors and teachers! By the way, what is the name of the song that the seniors and teachers are performing together? I have never found the program list."

Audience: Plus one!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Qiao Zhizhi: "The song is called Trout Quintet. I am a little confused about the lack of a set list. It is possible that the creative teachers wanted to save money for the school. All the stage props today were made by the teachers themselves."

Liu Zhen: Huh? ? ? ? Didn’t you, Ang Lee, say that we didn’t need to print the program? I also asked you about the props, and you said that we didn’t have enough time!
Lee Ang: Haha~
Wu Yifan: "Thumbs up to the teachers! Also, is the Trout Quintet a form of music? Can you explain it to us briefly?"

Audience: That’s right!
Qiao Zhizhi: "Uh, I can't explain this clearly, wait a moment!"

After a pause, "Wang Xiaohu!!"

Wu Yifan: "Wow, do we need our conductor to explain?"

Qiao Zhizhi said helplessly: "I can only play the violin, and I have to leave the professional issues to him."

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, followed by Brother Xiaohu's voice: "Why are you calling me? What's going on? What are you doing?"

Wu Yifan: "Hello, Senior Xiaohu!"

Wang Xiaohu: "Oh, hello, hello."

Audience: Hahahaha, it feels like the conductor is stupid.

Qiao Zhizhi: "This is Xiaotu from the school radio station. She wants to know about today's program and needs you to explain it."

Wang Xiaohu: "Oh, which program do you want to know about?"

Wu Yifan: "Can you tell me about them all? I noticed that in the first three programs, each teacher used different Western musical instruments, and the sound effects produced when combined together were also different. Is there any pattern in the combination?"

The audience pricked up their ears, as this question was also of interest to a considerable number of audience members, both young and old.

Wang Xiaohu nodded: "There is indeed a format, but the format is not completely fixed."

As he spoke, Brother Xiaohu's voice gradually became louder. "Western musical instruments have developed to the point where they have become a variety of perfect combinations. By combining different instruments, we can create a variety of musical colors."

"The first Harry Potter suite uses piccolo, bass clarinet, French horn, bassoon, and oboe. It is actually a variation of the woodwind quintet, replacing the flute with the piccolo and the clarinet with the bass clarinet, in order to use the range and sound color of the two instruments to create a more magical sound effect."

Wu Yifan: "Oh, I can understand that woodwind quintet is a common combination of Western wind music. When some special musical colors are needed in some situations, individual instruments can be replaced."

Wang Xiaohu: "Yes, instruments of the same type can be swapped. For example, the flute can be replaced by the piccolo. They belong to the same family of instruments. The clarinet and bass clarinet are also instruments of the same family."

Qiao Zhizhi: "I see. Just like our string quartet, it originally consisted of two violins, a viola and a cello. We can also replace one of the violins with another type of violin."

Wang Xiaohu: "You could say that by adding piano to the original string quartet, it becomes the third program of today, the Trout Piano and String Quintet."

Audience: I understand. I understand.

Wu Yifan: "This is the format that Senior Xiaohu mentioned at the beginning, but it is not completely fixed."

Wang Xiaohu: “That’s right.”

Wu Yifan: "Then the second program is the brass quintet."

Wang Xiaohu: “You are great.”

Audience: Hahahaha

Wu Yifan: "Haha, thank you for your affirmation, Senior Xiaohu. Just a quick question, do I still have a chance to join our band?"

Wang Xiaohu became enthusiastic: "This year our orchestra is going to expand and upgrade from a wind band to a formal symphony orchestra. We need a lot of fresh blood!"

Wu Yifan: "Wow! That sounds amazing!"

Wang Xiaohu: "Welcome to join us, little rabbit!"

Just then, "Wang Xiaohu!"

A gruff voice came from the stage.

The audience was shocked and looked towards the stage, but there was only darkness!
Wang Xiaohu: "Sorry, I have to go down."

Then there was another burst of hurried footsteps.

Wu Yifan: "Senior Zhizhi, aren't you going to take your bow?"

Qiao Zhizhi: "The show isn't over yet!"

Audience: !!!!

Wu Yifan: "Ah!! What other programs are there?"

After shouting this, Wu Yifan gently put down the microphone and let out a long breath. Her mission was completed here.

Lao Tang was controlling the computer on the side, and Zhou Song was ready to light up the stage at any time. The two were just waiting for orders from the headphones.

The sudden disappearance of the conversation in the hall caused the scene to fall into a brief panic in the darkness, and an emotion mixed with expectation and uneasiness was brewing violently!
On the stage, Teacher An, who was sitting in front of the piano, heard the sound of someone running behind him. He picked up the intercom and said something softly. The next second, the stage background suddenly lit up!
A huge red sight appeared in the center of the big screen. At this moment, a strong light hit the center of the stage, and a handsome blue figure flashed by.

“There is more than one truth!!!”

If you don't do something stupid, you'll be wasted! Wang Xiaohu is also desperate!
At the same time, the bull's eye on the big screen shattered into pieces with a "pop" sound!

"Conan!!"

The loud gunshots caused the audience to become completely agitated!
The gunshot was the signal. Immediately after the gunshot, Zhang Miao struck the drumstick four times in a crisp manner, and then a series of gorgeous drum flowers sounded above the stage!

The next second, the stage was completely lit!

The children in the audience were stunned. This time all the teachers wore masks!

The brass teacher raised the instrument in his hand and repeated the drum rhythm three times. The hot metallic tone attracted the full string music to flow upward.

"Kudo Shinichi!!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

The eyes and ears of the children in the audience are completely not enough!
When Liu Zhaocheng, wearing a paper gangster mask with the letter "A" on it, stood up and played the Conan theme, the whole stage looked like a burning and rioting crime scene!
On the command platform, Conan suppressed his inner excitement and waved his hands steadily.

He didn't dare look at the piano.

The paper mask he hung behind his head was marked "One".

In front of the piano, a teacher was playing calmly with a "ji" on his head.