The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 310 The Marriage of Figaro
Chen Qiu led the members of the Harmony Symphony Orchestra towards the Haicheng Opera House.

Soon, a group of twenty people stopped at the entrance of the opera house.

Everyone stopped and looked at the people opposite them.

Opposite them were not the people from Haicheng Opera House, but the people from Haicheng Broadcasting.

Wu Jianhai stood motionless at the door of Haicheng Opera House, holding his violin.

After hearing the noisy footsteps beside him, he retracted his gaze and looked at Chen Qiu beside him. He nodded slightly at him and spoke.

"coming?"

"Well, here we come."

Chen Qiu walked to Wu Jianhai with a smile, and looked at the serious Haicheng Opera House sign in front of them with him, and said to Wu Jianhai.

"I originally wanted to rehearse a little more so that we can be more powerful when fighting for the right to speak, but I didn't expect Qi Min to see through our thoughts, disrupt our rhythm, and pull us over early to cooperate. What a pity."

"Well, yes, it's a pity..."

Wu Jianhai exhaled slowly, turned to look at Chen Qiu, and smiled at him.

"However, fortunately we have you! If it were just our Haicheng Broadcasting Symphony Orchestra, we might have been led by them by the nose. But now... hehe, Qi Min still refuses to give up."

"After all, for Qi Min, the most important thing is his position in the opera house and his control over the performance, not the opera itself, right?"

Chen Qiu also spoke to Wu Jianhai with a smile.

He looked towards the old office building in front of him and said slowly.

"But now, for me and the Harmony Symphony Orchestra, the most important thing is the music itself. It's a pity that if our orchestra had enough strength and money, I would really like to abandon the Haicheng Opera House."

"There's no other way. If you want to redo the set and then find a group of vocalists, let alone other things, just discussing the cost, it will start at a minimum of several million. And you will have to keep performing this set of works. Otherwise, these several million set fee will be wasted. If there is no support, who would dare to do this?"

Wu Jianhai also slowly exhaled a breath of foul air and spoke helplessly.

After the merger of Haicheng Broadcasting Symphony Orchestra and the previous Haicheng Film Symphony Orchestra, the entire enterprise changed from being funded by the government to being self-financing.

This is the main reason why the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra is now deteriorating and even heading towards disbanding.

But the Haicheng Opera House Symphony Orchestra is different.

This symphony orchestra is funded by the government and mainly performs vocal and opera performances. Many of their performance sets are purchased by the government.

However, due to the overall sluggish performance, the effect of the performance was not that good, and there were not many audiences before, so the money given by the government became less and less, and finally decided to lay off a large number of employees and make a big change to see if they could be reborn.

Similar to them, there is also the Haicheng Symphony Orchestra, which also receives government funding and private investment.

However, the Haicheng Symphony Orchestra had made some achievements, so the government funding they needed was relatively much less. The government built a huge concert hall specifically for them and made them the resident orchestra of that concert hall.

Obviously, even if it is government funding, you still need to have sufficient strength.

Wu Jianhai seemed to think of the past of the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra, and couldn't help but sigh. Then he looked at Chen Qiu and smiled at him.

"But you guys are different. I heard that you guys have made money from your performances recently? The attendance rate is basically 7% every time? That's great. If you can be self-sufficient, you will be subject to fewer restrictions and have a brighter future."

After saying that, he looked at Qin Xian who was not far away, nodded at him, and smiled with the gratified look of an older generation looking at a younger generation.

"Xiao Qin has great talent and potential. It's reassuring to have him perform with us here. Xiao Qin, we're counting on you today!"

"I……"

Qin Xian glanced at Chen Qiu, then at Chief Wu Jianhai in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and whispered.

"I try hard, but I still rely on Conductor Chen Qiu. Conductor Chen Qiu is the core of the orchestra."

"What are you talking about!"

Wu Jianhai glared at Qin Xian with a look of dissatisfaction,
"Let me tell you, as the concertmaster of an orchestra, you must have the consciousness of a concertmaster. This orchestra does not belong to the conductor, but to you. A conductor may retire after working for a while, but the concertmaster of an orchestra will work with the orchestra for the rest of his life! He may not step down as the concertmaster until he is 70 or 80 years old. How can you be so cowardly?"

"But……"

Qin Xian looked at Chen Qiu again with a conflicted expression.

"But this orchestra is conducted by Chen Qiu. If Chen Qiu wasn't here, I probably wouldn't join this orchestra. If Chen Qiu left the orchestra, I would probably follow him, right?"

"Eh? I'm so angry. Can you still be considered the band leader? If you are so cowardly as the band leader, how can you lead nearly a hundred people in the band? How can you convince those who are dissatisfied with your band?"

Looking at Qin Xian's appearance, Wu Jianhai was so angry that he blew his nose and glared, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, Qin Xian looked like he was determined to follow Chen Qiu wholeheartedly, so it would be difficult for him to ask Qin Xian to rebel against Chen Qiu and seize this damn position!

After all, Chen Qiu's strength is obvious to all.

Even Wu Jianhai knew that if Chen Qiu was the conductor of his orchestra and had led the orchestra for decades, he would most likely be like Qin Xian, not taking care of things, leaving everything to Chen Qiu to do, and listening to Chen Qiu's conduct and performing attentively.

Unfortunately, his old conductor is no longer with us.

Thinking of this, Wu Jianhai couldn't help but reveal a trace of melancholy on his face, and waved to the others around him.

"Forget it, let's not talk too much about this. Let's go to the Haicheng Opera House and teach that old thief Qi a lesson."

"You should have said it earlier! Old Wu, let's go, let's kill that old thief Qi!"

There was also a little old man shouting over there at the Shanghai Broadcasting Symphony Orchestra.

If Chen Qiu remembered correctly, this person seemed to be the percussionist of this orchestra.

The old man and Ai Gu were arm in arm, grinning and playing with each other, looking like good buddies.

If Chen Qiu hadn't known that the two men had never met before, he might have actually thought that they were grandfather and grandson.

As the cooperation between the Harmony Symphony Orchestra and the Haicheng Broadcasting Symphony Orchestra gradually deepened, the members of the two orchestras also became familiar with each other.

The percussionists were the first to get familiar with the group, followed by the wind players, and finally the string section.

At the beginning, Wu Jianhai actually didn't have any feelings for Qin Xian. He felt that he was just an ordinary student who was just following Chen Qiu around. It was nothing big.

However, as he came into more contact with Chen Qiu and communicated more with Qin Xian, he discovered Qin Xian's strength and talent, and began to reduce his communication with Chen Qiu, and instead chatted with Qin Xian whenever he had time.

There was even a time before when Wu Jianhai tried to poach Qin Xian to see if Qin Xian could work in his orchestra and take over his position in the future and become the new principal string instrument of the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra.

After all, he is old now, around 60 years old, and will retire soon. Even if he is re-hired, he will not be able to work for long. Putting aside the possibility of disbanding the orchestra, they must find a successor.

It's a pity that Qin Xian is very determined. He looks like he will go to wherever Chen Qiu directs him to study violin. This makes Wu Jianhai feel very sorry for him. Even his expression when looking at Chen Qiu is sometimes wrong.

It looked as if Chen Qiu had made a mistake for Qin Xian.

Of course, these are all jokes.

After everyone tidied up a bit at the door, they followed Chen Qiu and Wu Jianhai into the old office building.

Because they had reported in advance and Wu Jianhai was familiar with the people at Haicheng Opera House, they were not stopped by anyone when they entered and soon arrived at the door of the rehearsal hall.

At this moment, the people from Haicheng Opera House were already standing in the rehearsal hall, conducting the final rehearsal with serious expressions.

The leader, Zhu Wenzhang, didn't look relaxed at all.

As the leading actor in this opera, he will definitely receive Chen Qiu's greatest attention and the highest requirements.

To put it simply, other people can pull it down, but he can't.

He had worked with Chen Qiu several times, and he was very clear about the value of this sentence.

If he really failed, Chen Qiu would really dare to come up and ask him to get out and sing again.

He is obviously not very old, even younger than his son.

You know, his son is already in his thirties this year and has given him a grandson.

And Chen Qiu, this little kid who hadn't even grown all his hair yet, actually gave him more pressure than any other commander he had ever seen.

If Qi Min hadn't been putting pressure on him, he might have told Chen Qiu that he wanted to resign a long time ago.

After all, he is over 50 years old and will be ready to retire in a few years.

At this age, it is really too difficult for him to follow Qi Min in rebellion.

In this situation, Zhu Wen Zhang held the music score in his hand and looked at Qi Min who was standing aside. Seeing Qi Min's cold smile, his heart sank slightly. He took two steps forward and said to Qi Min.

"Director, this time Chen Qiu is bringing the orchestra here. The pressure he will give us is bound to be greater than before. Do we really have to continue fighting for control of the orchestra? I feel... if we continue to fight, there is not much hope."

"So you're just waiting for us to be marginalized?" Qi Min frowned and looked at Zhu Wenjian beside him. A hint of coldness appeared on his smiling face, and he spoke to him.

"We have been rehearsing for so long. The strength you showed this time is much stronger than before. I have no idea where your lack of confidence comes from. Based on your previous rehearsals, there is no need for you to be too nervous. Just perform normally. I believe you can give Chen Qiu and the others a little shock in the opera house."

"But……"

But their rehearsals before had never satisfied Chen Qiu.

He really had no confidence that he could defeat the symphony orchestra led by Chen Qiu.

Therefore, he couldn't help but let out a breath slowly and spoke with a helpless expression.

"Okay, I'll try my best."

"Don't try your best, be sure."

As soon as Qi Min finished speaking, the door of the rehearsal room opened.

Chen Qiu, dressed in black, and Wu Jianhai, dressed in a gray Zhongshan suit, walked out from behind the door and stood at the entrance of the rehearsal room.

The voices of the people in Haicheng Opera House could not help but pause.

Before everyone could react.

A group of band members in plain clothes, carrying musical instruments, filed out behind Chen Qiu and Wu Jianhai.

Without waiting for Qi Min and others to step forward and extend their hands, the group of people in the orchestra walked to the side of the rehearsal room, picked up the chairs placed aside, placed them according to their previous positions in the rehearsal room of the Haicheng Broadcasting Symphony Orchestra, and sat down.

Soon, the appearance of a symphony orchestra took shape before everyone.

Wu Jianhai also picked up the violin from his hand, weighed it for a while, then walked to Qin Xian's side with a smile. After nodding to Qin Xian, he looked at Qi Min not far away, his eyes slightly narrowed, the corners of his mouth raised, and he said nothing.

Qi Min still had a smiling face, and seemed not to care at all about Wu Jianhai's provocation.

But his eyes were fixed on Chen Qiu, not daring to shift their gaze even a little.

Compared to the old dog Wu Jianhai, the one who gives him more headaches is Chen Qiu.

When he first met Chen Qiu, he did not take Chen Qiu seriously and thought that Chen Qiu was just an unimportant conductor.

After all, he knew all the commanders before them, and he had never heard of Chen Qiu's name among that group of people, not to mention that Chen Qiu was still so young.

result……

As he and Chen Qiu rehearsed together again and again, Chen Qiu's understanding of music and the strength of his ears completely stunned him.

No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't imagine that there would be such a young commander with such strong strength.

He didn't hear a lot of details clearly, but Chen Qiu was able to find them all, and even corrected the singer, with an expression as if he would not let you leave unless you corrected this part.

This gave Qi Min a headache.

However, there is more to worry about.

Chen Qiu has even more troublesome things.

Control over the orchestra and differentiation and attraction of musicians.

He is obviously just an ordinary conductor, but he doesn't look like an ordinary conductor at all. He looks like an experienced and senior commander.

Qi Min felt that if Chen Qiu continued to do this, he might be kicked out of the core area before the performance even started.

But fortunately, he is the stage director, and he still has some control over the vocal group, and still controls all the stage choreography.

He still has a chance.

Under such circumstances, he could not let Chen Qiu continue to erode his control over the vocal group. He could only use his remaining control over the vocal group to make one last attempt.

After all, he had always asked this group of people to be more restrained and not to show their full strength.

As long as the vocal group's performance today can surpass that of the orchestra led by Chen Qiu, he will be able to take back full control of the vocal group and even see if he can influence Chen Qiu's orchestra.

After all.

Only the operas influenced by him are his operas.

If all control was taken away by Chen Qiu, he would just be an ordinary stage set director.

What right does he have to say that this is the opera he directed?
He also has a little dignity.

At the very least, he would not write Chen Qiu's honor into his own book of merit.

He looked at Chen Qiu, still walking over with a smile on his face, and said to Chen Qiu with a smile.

"Commander Chen Qiu, you're here. How's it going? What do you think we should do? Should we start right away, or are we making some preparations?"

"Are all the band members singing?" Chen Qiu ignored Qi Min and asked Zhu Wenjian on the side.

Zhu Wen Zhang was stunned, took two steps back, and stood behind Qi Min before he spoke slowly.

"It's already open. We've been practicing for a while. Chen Qiu is in command."

"Okay, as long as it's all open, then let's just start our first joint rehearsal."

Chen Qiu ignored Zhu Wenxuan's move towards Qi Min.

He touched his chin and walked towards the conductor's seat in front of the orchestra.

A not-so-long baton came out from Chen Qiu's clothes and landed in Chen Qiu's palm with great ease.

On his way to the conducting department, he ran the baton across the music score in front of him.

And the moment he stood still in the conducting department, the music score stopped accurately at the first piece of the first act.

He placed the music score in his hand on the stand in front of him with great grace, then turned to look at Qi Min, Zhu Wenjian and others behind him, smiled at them, and slowly spoke to them.

"We won't do the prelude at the beginning. At the same time, we won't do the stage performance, the walking through and scene changes. We will start directly from the official singing part, which is the part where Figaro just returns home. I will give you a part of the prelude, and then you can go in by yourself."

Chen Qiu's eyes met Zhu Wen Zhang's. He looked at him, smiled at him, and said softly.

"How is it? Is it ok? Any problems?"

"without……"

Zhu Wenjian glanced at Qi Min beside him, then glanced at Chen Qiu in front of him, took a deep breath, and nodded to Chen Qiu.

"I don't have any questions!"

"Okay, since there are no problems, let's get started. Band, get ready, follow my lead!"

After the baton in Chen Qiu's hand drew a simple arc in the air, he shifted his gaze from Zhu Wen Zhang behind him to his own orchestra.

However, even though he had his back to Zhu Wen Zhang, Zhu Wen Zhang couldn't help but feel a surge of pressure in his heart.

He took a deep breath, as if to encourage himself, then nodded seriously, took a step forward, and stood in his position.

At this moment, everyone in the opera house who did not need to go on stage had already come behind Chen Qiu's orchestra and were looking towards the stage.

Waiting for Chen Qiu's performance and Zhu Wenxuan's singing.

There was a hint of expectation in their eyes.

They hope that Zhu Wenzhang can represent their Haicheng Opera House and give Chen Qiu a little shock to the opera house.

After all, they are the oldest opera house in Haicheng.

It is also the most powerful theater troupe in Haicheng!
This is the song "Figaro" that they have played countless times. When it comes to the official performance, it will definitely be able to outperform Chen Qiu!

Must be...right?

Everyone looked at Chen Qiu, their gazes firm but slightly hesitant.

But Chen Qiu didn't care about that.

After making sure that everyone was ready, he slowly exhaled and waved the baton in his hand.

The orchestra sounded!

The Marriage of Figaro, Act I, Scene I.

Officially begin!
(End of this chapter)