The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 312 You call this an old and weak band?

No one present dared to speak.

Everyone in the symphony orchestra looked at Qi Min and the people in the opera house not far away with lively expressions.

For them, the idea is very simple, that is...

They didn't do anything wrong, why should they be afraid?
Many of them had worked with Chen Qiu before and knew what Chen Qiu was like when he got serious.

As long as you have a question, Chen Qiu will definitely not be so easy to talk to and let you get away with it by just saying a few words to you.

Anyone who wants to come out to smooth things over at this time will just have to wait to be dragged out and scolded by Chen Qiu.

Those who were most deeply touched were those who had previously worked with Chen Qiu in the Second Regiment.

The first time Chen Qiu worked with them, he scolded them and said that they might as well just find a metronome instead of rehearsing with him.

The entire rehearsal room was in complete silence.

Although Chen Qiu didn't like to criticize them because they practiced hard later, everyone's cooperation became better and better.

But the fear he felt towards Chen Qiu was something that was ingrained in his bones.

This means that anyone in the band can be provoked. Even Qin Xian, who is extremely serious in the band, you can even tease him, and Chen Qiu can also joke with him.

But you absolutely cannot not work hard.

Music comes first in the orchestra.

If you don't practice hard to keep up with the orchestra, the principal instrument leader will come to talk to you within a few days, and then the voice leader, Qin Xian, and then Chen Qiu.

If Chen Qiu talks to you and you still don't repent, then just wait for Chen Qiu to diss your music in front of everyone and ask you to get out of the band.

Chen Qiu never criticizes how someone does things.

He only speaks through music.

Good music is good, bad music is bad, there is no in-between.

This is the main reason why they were not worried when they saw Chen Qiu blaming the opera house opposite.

After all, they strictly followed Chen Qiu's requirements to do everything they could.

Zhu Wenzhang and Ma Yan, who were standing on the stage, looked at Chen Qiu, slowly swallowed their saliva, and dared not speak.

They didn't know what they should say to ease the atmosphere in the orchestra.

Even though Chen Qiu didn't look at them at all, but just cast his gaze towards Qi Min on the side, Chen Qiu's strong sense of oppression made them feel that they might be doomed.

Therefore, they could only focus their attention on Qi Min who was not far away, with a look of seeking help.

They followed Qi Min's request and released all their strength to show themselves as much as possible, but they didn't expect to be criticized by Chen Qiu.

Although they still had some doubts about Chen Qiu's accusations, they felt that they sang very well.

But after all, the person standing here is Chen Qiu, the conductor and the core of the orchestra.

They are just performers, and they not only obey Chen Qiu, but also Qi Min.

It was not easy for them to directly refute Chen Qiu's accusations.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Qi Min, waiting for Qi Min's answer.

Qi Min stood at the edge of the orchestra, feeling the pressure from the people around him. His eyes, which were already narrowed to the point of being unable to see, were now narrowed even further into slits.

He looked at Chen Qiu, Zhu Wen Zhang, and then at Wu Jianhai who was laughing happily in the orchestra pit. He couldn't help but stretch out two fingers, pinched his eyebrows, sighed slowly, and grinned.

"Conductor Chen Qiu, what do you think? I think Zhu Wenjian and Ma Yan's singing is pretty good, right? I remember that during the rehearsal, you praised them for their improvement and said they were almost reaching your expectations. Why are you suddenly saying it's not good enough now?"

"Because what they are singing now is completely different from what I asked them to sing before, it's that simple."

Chen Qiu raised his eyebrows and replied directly without any fear.

He turned around and walked down the command desk, took two steps towards Zhu Wenjian, and before he could react, he reached out and tapped his lower abdomen. Zhu Wenjian's originally bulging abdomen immediately relaxed, and he almost couldn't breathe.

He looked at Chen Qiu, his face full of confusion, not quite understanding why Chen Qiu suddenly came over to take a picture of him at this time.

In response, Chen Qiu just shook his head slightly and then spoke.

"Sure enough, your breathing method has changed significantly from before. The feeling of the breath has changed, and the way you pronounce the words has also changed. So there are big problems with your expression. Tell me, why did your pronunciation change?"

Zhu Wenzhang looked at Qi Min who was not far away, hesitated for a moment, and said through gritted teeth: "It's nothing, because this is the first cooperation between our opera house and the orchestra, so I thought that I must not embarrass the orchestra, so I used a lot of force."

"Is that so?"

Chen Qiu looked at him, his expression did not change at all, and it was unclear whether he believed it or not.

He just nodded slightly and then asked Zhu Wenjian.

"So, are you going to sing with this breath or with the previous breath?"

"use……"

Zhu Wenzhang's eyes shifted back and forth between Qi Min and Chen Qiu, not quite sure which one he should choose.

Qi Min sighed slowly, took a step forward, and was about to speak when Chen Qiu stood in front of Zhu Wenjian, blocking his eye contact with Qi Min, and asked him.

"I'm asking you a question, what are you looking at?"

"I……"

Zhu Wenjian hesitated, then gritted his teeth and said, "Sing it the way you are now."

"Okay, in that case, then you sing it again, a cappella, and the orchestra will give you a standard pitch."

Chen Qiu nodded, raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Qin Xian behind him immediately followed Chen Qiu's request and slowly played the standard tone, giving a complete beat of the standard tone.

After the last note fell, Chen Qiu nodded to Zhu Wenjian and said, "Okay, I've given you the standard note. You can do it again."

"it is good……"

Zhu Wen Zhang was silent. After taking a deep breath, he took a step forward and spoke with a smile.

"Cinque!"

"Look up and look at the ruler in your hand. Be expectant and excited. Let your emotions out. Then be a little nervous and pronounce the words accurately!"

Chen Qiu interrupted him and said coldly.

"Pronounce it correctly! I don't want to be an Italian teacher in this place, teaching you how to pronounce it correctly little by little!"

"..."

Zhu Wenjian was silent, then took a breath again and nodded to Chen Qiu.

"Row."

He withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at Qi Min not far away, but spoke seriously.

"Cinque!"

"Be more forceful!"

"Dieci!"

"Increase it little by little, abdominal strength!"

"Venti!"

"continue!"

"Trenta"

"Attention, the power in this place has reached its maximum, the remaining power will be weakened!"

"Trentasei"

"Too weak, start over!"

"Trentasei..."

"continue!"

"quarantatré."

After singing the last note, Zhu Wen Zhang looked towards Chen Qiu as if relieved.

Chen Qiu's expression remained the same as before.

He looked at Zhu Wen Zhang in front of him and asked him.

“Why do you sing like that?”

Zhu Wenjian was stunned: "Ah? Why?"

Chen Qiu: "Why is your last note?"

Zhu Wenzhang: "Because..."

Zhu Wen Zhang was silent. He couldn't say that he had finally escaped the ordeal. He had already sung all the previous notes and there was no need to continue arguing with Chen Qiu here. So, it would be Ma Yan who would suffer next, right?

He could only remain silent, and then spoke slowly.

"Because, a sense of relief?"

"Well, that's right, you sing well."

Chen Qiu nodded, patted Zhu Wenzhang on the shoulder, and nodded.

He walked up to Zhu Wenjian and spoke to him slowly.

"Why does Figaro want to measure?"

"Because... he doesn't know if the bed can be put in?"

"That's right." Chen Qiu nodded, took two steps forward, and said casually.

"Because he didn't know if the bed could be put in, but as a gift from the earl, he couldn't refuse it directly. In addition, the gift from the earl was really good, so he had to find a place for the bed. When looking for a place, he was a little worried. He was afraid that the place where he lived wouldn't be able to put the bed. Therefore... his tone changed from nervous at the beginning, to excited, and then to relaxed. There is a line in it, but you don't."

Zhu Wen Zhang was silent.

He had no way to refute it.

He reflected on what he had just sung, and it seemed to be just as Chen Qiu said, his emotions were unstable, the details were insufficient, his expression was unclear, and his understanding was not deep.

For the first time, he began to doubt his own abilities.

I wonder if all the vocal music I have sung over the past few decades has been wasted.

Ma Yan, who was standing by, felt her heart sink as she watched Zhu Wenzhang being criticized like this.

She felt that she was almost there.

Just as she guessed.

When Chen Qiu finished talking about Zhu Wenzhang, Chen Qiu looked at her and smiled at her.

"How was it? How do you feel about your singing?"

"I……"

Ma Yan looked at Chen Qiu and immediately began to recall her previous singing style. After thinking for a long time, she spoke.

"Emotionally unstable, lack of details, unclear expression, and shallow understanding. Basically, he is not much different from Mr. Zhu Wenjian."

"Tsk, that's a little off."

Chen Qiu shook his head, turned back to the orchestra, and spoke casually with his back to Ma Yan.

"Your pronunciation is more accurate than Zhu Wenjian's, but that's limited to your pronunciation. If you don't like singing vocal music, I think you might be more suitable to learn Italian. If, as Zhu Wenjian said before, you plan to perform better in this cooperation and make your performance worthy of the orchestra's performance, then it means... you think your better point is pronunciation?"

"I……"

Ma Yan looked embarrassed and didn't know what to say at this moment.

But Chen Qiu still had no intention of letting her go.

Chen Qiu said directly.

"It's the same problem as before. Your emotions are still a little unstable. First of all, you have to know that today is your wedding day. You expect to have a perfect day with Figaro today. You customized a veil for yourself and plan to use it at the wedding. Although Figaro didn't look at you much, you didn't care and were still very happy. However, there was a little more worry and dissatisfaction in your music. Obviously, you think too much and your music is too complicated!"

Chen Qiu picked up the baton in his hand, turned over the music score in front of him, waved it gently at the people around him, and then spoke.

"Let's start from where Susanna started singing, which is section C. Figaro and Susanna, don't sing yet. Listen to our performance. After you finish listening to our performance, you can start again."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhu Wenzhang and Ma Yan to respond, Chen Qiu gave the orchestra a countdown and asked them to follow his pace and start playing.

The sound of music immediately rang in everyone's ears.

After breaking away from the influence of the vocal group, the band became unrestrained.

They don’t have to worry about whether the vocal group will hold them back, or any other messy issues.

Just follow their ideas and perform normally following Chen Qiu's steps.

Every time Chen Qiu swings the baton, the mood of the music changes.

Basically, anyone can hear it.

The orchestra was completely restrained just now, coordinating with the vocal group's performance.

If they didn't cooperate, the two people who were singing now would have been distracted by the orchestra and wouldn't be able to sing at all.

This is the pure difference in strength.

In terms of hard power, the gap between the two may not be that big. After all, Haicheng Radio is a group of old men, and Haicheng Harmony is a group of young people, old and young, and they mainly target the old and the weak.

The Haicheng Opera House had previously surpassed Haicheng Radio, and there were even rumors at the time that the orchestra was lagging behind, making it difficult for the vocal group to display their full strength.

Results now.

The male and female protagonists of the vocal group were beaten so badly that their heads were bleeding.

There is not even the slightest ability to resist.

Whose problem is this?
The people in the Harmony Symphony Orchestra and the Broadcasting Symphony Orchestra must have thought that Chen Qiu was so powerful that he could lead them to beat up the people in the opera house.

But the people at the opera house didn't think so.

They turned their eyes to Qi Min who was standing not far away, with hesitation and entanglement in their eyes.

They didn't want to admit it, but they really began to feel that it was Qi Min's problem.

Qi Min had always told them that the Haicheng Opera House Symphony Orchestra was now too powerful, and they had to stand out and make themselves appear more valuable so as not to be eliminated by the orchestra.

They believed it.

Then they followed Qi Min to collaborate with a reorganized orchestra using an opera they were most familiar with.

Only in this way can they demonstrate their full strength while grasping the core of the orchestra and letting the orchestra follow their pace.

But, they never thought about it.

A conductor who was ranked eighth in Haicheng, brought a group of young people here, and a symphony orchestra composed of a group of old men who were about to retire, forced them, which was ranked fourth in Haicheng and whose score this year was close to the second in Haicheng, and the first and only opera troupe in Haicheng, into this state.

Whose problem is this?
They firmly refused to believe that Chen Qiu's strength was too strong, which enabled him to elevate that group of old and weak people to such a top level.

Then the problem can only lie with Qi Min.

If Qi Min had not asked them to be perfunctory about Chen Qiu's rehearsal, and then follow his rhythm, rehearse and practice according to their ideas, they felt that they would be able to fight back and forth with this group of old and weak people in front of everyone.

For a moment, everyone looked at Qi Min with something strange in their eyes.

At this moment, Qi Min also felt a chill slowly climbing up his spine.

He also noticed that the band members' attitude towards him was gradually changing.

If he didn't do something, he felt that he might really lose control of the vocal group and become a mere tool responsible only for the stage setting and the musicians' movements.

His brain was working frantically and he slowly opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but only a few meaningless, dry sounds came out of his mouth.

Obviously, he didn't know what to say at this time.

Go and have some fun with Chen Qiu?
It's meaningless and it makes you look too narrow-minded.

Go help Zhu Wenzhang and Ma Yan?

From Chen Qiu's conversation, he felt that what Chen Qiu said seemed to be correct. If they played according to what Chen Qiu said, it seemed that the level of the orchestra could really be raised to a higher level.

Pick on the band? What… "Why do you say my vocal group is bad? Is your band really that good, without any problems?" or something like that?
He felt that according to Chen Qiu's style, he would probably be too lazy to reply to him.

For a moment, Qi Min felt a pain in his brain.

He really didn't know how Chen Qiu and his band could perform so well.

You didn’t act this strong when you were rehearsing with the vocal group before, right?
Why exactly?
However, just as he was thinking, a shocking sound pierced through his brain.

He raised his head in disbelief and looked forward.

In front of him, Ma Yan seemed to feel something and her face was full of smiles.

She held up the non-existent veil in her hands and sang a duet with Zhu Wenjian beside her.

Although her pronunciation became much more unclear than before, her emotions were fully released.

It is much better than when Qi Min rehearsed with Ma Yan before.

What surprised Qi Min even more was the voice of Zhu Wenjian beside Ma Yan.

Strong, passionate, full of hope and strength.

Completely different from before.

It was as if after Chen Qiu's training, Zhu Wenzhang's voice level had risen to a whole level.

Was this the voice Zhu Wen Zhang used to sound like?

Could it be that my existence has caused harm to these people in the vocal group?
This was only the first time he sang with the orchestra and completely followed Chen Qiu's instructions, and yet he could have such a strong performance?
At this moment, Qi Min was left with only silence.

Until the orchestra's sound ended, Chen Qiu turned to look at him and spoke to him.

"Director Qi Min, do you have anything else to add? Regarding the performance of these two vocal teachers just now, if not, I will lead them through it again and then move on to the next one. Time is tight and the task is heavy. There is no time to be stuck here and unable to move."

"..."

Qi Min raised his head silently, and the smile on his face disappeared for the most part.

He forced the corners of his mouth to rise slightly and spoke softly.

"No, no, you directed...very well."

Qi Min whispered to Chen Qiu.

Although there are many things that make me feel unwilling and unhappy, I still feel unhappy and dislike it.

As a qualified musician and a vocal conductor who was able to lead the orchestra to the top four in Haicheng, he considered himself to be upright.

Therefore, he bowed slightly to Chen Qiu and spoke slowly.

"Well, I'll leave it to you today, Commander Chen Qiu."

"Ah."

Chen Qiu agreed softly.

(End of this chapter)