The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 324 Yellow River Concerto

Accompanied by applause from the crowd below the stage.

Chen Qiu strolled to the podium, turned around and bowed slightly to everyone, then pointed at Yan Yiyi who was standing at the edge of the stage and nodded slightly at him.

Looking at Chen Qiu's gentle gaze, Yan Yiyi didn't want to continue to worry about anything at this moment.

After taking a deep breath, he walked to the edge of the piano and bowed to the audience as the applause came to an end.

The applause became a little louder.

Yan Yiyi, with his head lowered, was not sure whether the applause was from the audience for him, or for Chen Qiu or the Harmony Symphony Orchestra.

But anyway, none of this matters.

The most important thing now is to perform well in this performance.

Yan Yi stood up, sat in his seat, turned and looked at Chen Qiu, indicating to Chen Qiu that he was ready.

After getting the exact information from Yan Yiyi, Chen Qiu also raised his hands and made eye contact with everyone in the orchestra, asking them to pick up the instruments in their hands.

The applause of the people in the audience faded away, and they looked towards the stage expectantly.

Everyone on the stage was ready, just waiting for Chen Qiu's signal.

Whether it is the piano part, the orchestral part, or the audience under the stage.

Everyone has entered the state of listening to the concert.

Under the gaze of everyone, Chen Qiu slowly closed his eyes.

All the information about the Yellow River Concerto quickly passed through his mind.

The Yellow River Concerto is based on the Yellow River Cantata, a national salvation song from the Japanese War period. It was adapted into a concerto in 1969 by Yin Zong, Chu Hua, Liu Zhuang, Sheng Hong, Shi Shu and Xu Xing.

On May 1970, 5, with Li Lun as the conductor, pianist Yin Zong and the Central Orchestra premiered the Yellow River Piano Concerto at the Nationalities Palace Theater in Beijing.

Although Yin Zong's level is indeed good, even without this work he would still be considered a first-tier pianist in China.

However, this piece of "Yellow River Piano Concerto" can definitely be regarded as the one that directly sent Yin Zong to the altar of Chinese piano.

Basically, whenever you discuss the Yellow River Piano Concerto, there is absolutely no way to avoid mentioning Yin Zong's name.

After all, he is the composer of this work and naturally the best interpreter.

If possible, Chen Qiu really wants to discuss with Master Yin Zong to see how this piece should be best interpreted.

However, firstly, the two of them did not have time to communicate with each other, and secondly, Chen Qiu was not particularly fond of this method of directly asking the composer, so Chen Qiu did not choose to chat with Yin Zong for more.

For Chen Qiu, in addition to interpreting the author's own ideas, your annotations to the work are actually a very important part of this work.

If everyone follows Yin Zong's interpretation, then where does the fun of music come from?

Chen Qiu slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ai Gu not far away. He met Ai Gu's gaze and raised the baton in his hand at an extremely slow speed.

hum...

The two drumsticks in Ai's hands collided with the cymbals in his hands in front of everyone.

The roar of the percussion instruments grew louder and louder, emerging upwards little by little.

Just like the rushing Yellow River.

Chen Qiu pointed the baton in his hand forward.

The sound of wind instruments rang out instantly.

This is the boatman's horn.

Chen Qiu raised his other hand slightly towards Qin Xian and others beside him.

hum.

The strings of Qin Xian and the others' zithers vibrated.

The Yellow River surged forward wave after wave, immediately rushing towards the crowd below the stage.

The music boomed.

Like the roar of the Yellow River.

It's as if the music has changed from auditory to visual.

All the freshmen and some people outside the school under the stage, listening to the melody, even felt that they were standing on a small boat in the Yellow River at this moment.

It seemed as if the small boat would be swallowed up by the roaring waves of the Yellow River in the next second.

But he stood firm.

The baton and palm in Chen Qiu's hand controlled everything in the orchestra.

Just like the captain standing at the bow of a ship.

The music is clearly divided into different levels.

Every surging wave seemed to have a way out within his sight.

The emotion of the music clearly shows the surging power of the Yellow River at the very beginning, but it does not give people any feeling of despair.

They even had the illusion that they were on a large ship in the huge waves.

The cabin was calm.

Everyone was sitting in the cabin, staring at the huge waves licking against the portholes outside the window. They watched the waves hitting the window, but they could do nothing about it.

The feelings of terror and safety blended together, giving everyone a completely different experience.

They don't even know where this feeling comes from.

I don’t know whether it was given to them by the orchestra or by Chen Qiu.

However, if you let them guess and feel for themselves.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Chen Qiu, who was standing in front of the orchestra, and they couldn't help but feel at ease.

They felt that the band was able to perform as it did now because of the sense of security it showed under the huge waves.

It should be brought by Chen Qiu, who stood in front of the orchestra, controlled the orchestra, and let the orchestra move forward in the gaps of the waves.

This performance feels interesting, right?

Everyone looked at Chen Qiu with a little different look in their eyes.

Before, many people had only heard of Chen Qiu's name and knew that Chen Qiu's ability was impressive enough, but they only knew his reputation.

After all, apart from that flash mob, there aren’t many performance videos of Chen Qiu posted publicly.

Even in this flash mob, Chen Qiu's command skills were not particularly demonstrated.

After all, because the performance venue has become three-dimensional and the place is larger, it is good enough for them to see Chen Qiu, let alone follow Chen Qiu in a perfect performance like in a concert hall.

Therefore, Chen Qiu was not able to give detailed instructions on many things, and he basically just skimmed through them.

That is to give everyone a hint about where to advance, where to retreat, where to increase the strength, and where to reduce the strength.

That’s probably all.

Therefore, apart from Chen Qiu, most of the attention in the school is focused on the Harmony Symphony Orchestra's reputation.

Many newcomers want to join the Harmony Symphony Orchestra, but they only want to join the Harmony Symphony Orchestra, not perform with Chen Qiu.

Therefore, it was very obvious that when Chen Qiu led the orchestra to perform and led everyone to create that kind of well-organized and stormy performance.

That's when they discovered it.

How terrifying is Chen Qiu’s command ability.

Many freshmen looked at Chen Qiu with shining eyes.

The group of older students looked at Chen Qiu with approval on their faces.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being Chen Qiu.

Only Chen Qiu could lead the orchestra to perform like this.

After the orchestra's opening performance, Yan Yiyi felt much calmer.

I was no longer as nervous as before, thinking about what problems might arise if I followed Chen Qiu and the Harmony Symphony Orchestra.

Just as the audience feels.

He also felt the peace of mind in Chen Qiu's music.

He took a deep breath, and after Chen Qiu instructed the band to slow down the mood of the music, he slowly raised his hand and let his fingers fall freely under the influence of gravity.

when!
A heavy single note splashed out from the piano.

With the first note of Yan Yiyi's opening song, he accepted the space handed over by Chen Qiu with superb completion, used it for his own purposes, and attracted everyone's attention.

Originally, everyone's eyes were on Chen Qiu, but now with a crisp sound from Yan Yiyi, some people began to notice him.

Feeling more and more eyes on him, Yan Yiyi's mouth corners slowly rose, then his body suddenly leaned forward and pulled upwards with force.

A series of chromatic scales flowed out from his hands like pearls.

The Yellow River flows from the sky to the East China Sea for thousands of miles and is written into my heart.

The completeness of this sound directly shocked the audience under the stage.

The bass is deep, the midrange is accurate, and the treble is bright.

From top to bottom, then from bottom to top.

Several consecutive back and forth maneuvers showed Yan Yiyi's strength to the fullest.

Based on the sound of his fingers moving, Yan Yiyi dares to say that he is the best student at Haiyin, and no one dares to say he is second.

Of course, those who are studying are included, and those who are not studying are not counted.

At this time, Chen Qiu shifted his gaze with a little surprise, looked at Yan Yiyi behind him, and gave him a gentle smile.

Yan Yiyi’s expression is quite interesting.

No, you can say that. It's very interesting.

Chen Qiu led the orchestra to cut through the waves and shuttle through the Yellow River. The collision between the bow of the boat and the lake surface created splashes of water as gorgeous as pearls in Yan Yi's hands.

Yan Yiyi is worthy of being the student at Haiyin, and his piano skills are the strongest as long as he does not fail.

No wonder Yan Yiyi is often recognized by so many teachers.

If Yan Yiyi hadn't failed, this performance would have been really good.

When no one was paying attention, Chen Qiu gave Yan Yi a thumbs up.

At that moment, Yan Yiyi just finished a long run and happened to see Chen Qiu's gaze, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Sure enough, Chen Qiu finally recognized him.

Before, Chen Qiu acted as if everything would be fine as long as he didn't make any mistakes, which made him depressed, but he was helpless.

It's his fault for always embarrassing himself and asking Chen Qiu to clean up the mess.

But now, he finally has the chance to prove himself.

Yan Yiyi slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The moment he let out a breath, the sustain pedal under his feet slowly released, allowing the music to dissipate from under his feet.

His eyes met Chen Qiu's and he nodded seriously. Then he raised a finger and pressed the keys in front of him seriously like a primary school student.

Dang, Dang, Dang.

Buzz!
The moment his piano sound fell, the voices of the string group behind him immediately sounded under the guidance of Chen Qiu.

Yan Yiyi raised his eyebrows, as if finding it interesting, and pressed the same five keys again.

Dang, Dang, Dang.

Buzz!
The strings follow again.

Just like the calls between boatmen in the Yellow River.

If Chen Qiu is the captain, standing in front of the orchestra and guiding the direction of the orchestra, then at this moment, Yan Yiyi is the orchestra's first mate, or other similar positions.

He was in the front, blowing the horn and shouting slogans, and the members of the orchestra followed closely behind him, playing their music.

Just like the title of this piece, Yellow River Boatman's Song.

At this moment, everyone in the orchestra is just like a boatman on a boat, moving forward in the Yellow River.

Yan Yi ran quickly with one finger.

Chen Qiu waved the baton in his hand, leading the orchestra to closely follow Yan Yiyi's music, roaring in the concert hall like the surging and roaring Yellow River.

The Yellow River is rushing.

The trumpet sounded loud.

The two are intertwined, yet clearly distinct.

The corners of Chen Qiu's mouth curled up, driving the emotions of everyone in the orchestra forward little by little.

After just listening to a little bit of Yan Yiyi's performance, he already had a rough idea of ​​what kind of musician Yan Yiyi might be.

Since Yan Yiyi is this kind of person, the orchestra can be promoted and adapted according to his style.

Although this is a piano concerto.

Although this is a piano-based work.

But if you just follow the piano and play without thinking about anything else.

So what's the point of such music?

When the pianist was not paying attention, the orchestra changed from being centered around the pianist to being centered around the conductor. The pianist was not able to feel the role of the conductor and even thought that his performance was good.

This feeling is not too good.

The corners of Chen Qiu's mouth kept rising.

The members of the orchestra seemed to understand Chen Qiu's intention, and followed Chen Qiu to push the emotion of the music in a more powerful direction.

But Yan Yiyi was completely unaware of this.

The Yellow River is surging even more violently.

The power of the Yellow River is even more powerful.

The chant that was so simple and easy before is no longer able to adapt to the roaring Yellow River in front of everyone.

Therefore, Yan Yi suddenly paused with one hand, and then smashed it down with a bang.

He shouted the slogan even louder and faster.

Also more rapid.

The power and emotions are accumulated little by little, accumulated on the boatman.

Under the Yellow River, under pressure.

They bravely moved forward, using their own strength and their own music to fight and carve out a way out.

Yan Yi was listening to the music in his ears, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene when he was performing before, when so many people were around him, constantly saying that there was something wrong with him.

Everybody was laughing at him.

The civil war is an expert, and the foreign war is an outsider.

In other words, he can only fight with some people in school, and if it comes to a formal performance, you can never count on him.

Waves of violent rage gradually surged up, covering Yan Yiyi's body and making his emotions unstable.

He really didn't know why so many people disliked him.

Just like the Yellow River rushing around him, washing over his body.

Trying to devour him completely.

but……

The corners of Yan Yiyi's mouth slowly rose.

Beneath the endless negative emotions, there was still an emotion in him that he couldn't get rid of.

That is hope and faith.

He believed in his own abilities, and he believed that his mistakes were just accidental.

I am the most capable student at Haiyin.

Compared to so many people, even though he may not be as good as top pianists like Fu Diao, if he goes out, he can also be considered a strong contender to become a professional pianist.

He felt that he was entitled to eat with the piano.

Therefore, his gaze became more determined.

The horn in his hand became louder and more powerful.

Whether it is a call to temporarily avoid strong waves, or a call to rush forward while the waves are not big.

Every note contains his strength and hope.

His girlfriend was sitting under the stage. She had a slightly worried look on her face, but at this moment she relaxed a little and became intoxicated.

Yan Yiyi, who is full of confidence, believes in his own abilities and thinks he is the best in the world, is the one in her heart.

She hasn't been feeling well recently. When she saw Yan Yiyi constantly thinking and denying himself, she even felt like breaking up with him directly.

But fortunately, the two have been together for two years and are familiar with each other.

She believed that Yan Yiyi would be able to walk out of the shadow cast by Chen Qiu one day.

Now, she did it.

Yan Yiyi finally raised his head under the shadow of Chen Qiu and demonstrated his strength as a piano genius.

"This is the Yan Yiyi that I have always liked~"

She clasped her hands together in front of her chest and looked at Yan Yiyi with eyes full of anticipation and satisfaction.

She was looking forward to Yan Yiyi showing more strength and letting those who looked down on him see how strong he really is!

I hope he can slap those people in the face and make them completely convinced by Yan Yiyi.

It's not just them.

Even those people who originally said that Yan Yi was not good enough because of his reputation in school were a little confused at this moment.

They listened to the voices around them, their eyes filled with confusion.

Isn’t it said that Yan Yiyi is good at civil wars but not foreign wars?

Normally, shouldn't it be the time for him to be an amateur during this external performance?
Why is it exploding at this time?
Could it be that you treated this as a civil war and a civil war fantasy version of Yan Yiyi came directly?

Such performance, such strength.

Everyone's hearts gradually calmed down.

I was originally wondering whether the orchestra would encounter any problems because of Yan Yiyi's performance, thus making this freshman concert a joke.

Now it seems that it won’t happen.

After all, everyone's strength is already here.

Yan Yiyi proved it with his own strength and condition.

In this performance, he is qualified to compete with everyone in the Harmony Symphony Orchestra!

He is not just a weakling!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yan Yiyi's performance was taken to a higher level by Chen Qiu and the Harmony Symphony Orchestra.

No matter how violent the waves of the Yellow River are, they cannot break the boatman's fearless song!
(End of this chapter)