The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 325 Ode to the Yellow River

The melody of the Yellow River Cantata itself is also included in the work.

The veins in Yan Yi's hands were about to pop out.

He almost stood up, as if he was going to smash the piano with his body.

It even seemed to destroy everything.

The level of hardness in the music even exceeds many people's imagination.

After he played the last note of the first movement, no one present dared to speak at this time.

They were all surprised and shocked by the emotions in Yan Yiyi's music.

His entire emotion directly infected everyone under the stage.

After the last note fell, even though he had only played for about 4 minutes, he felt as if he had run 1000 meters and was covered in sweat.

His fingers flew across the room, and the sweat on his hands even reflected a bright light under the light above his head.

The people below the stage looked at Yan Yiyi and even wanted to applaud him.

just.

Chen Qiu and others looked at him with a little helplessness, their eyes full of confusion.

No, this is just the first movement, but it makes it seem like I played so many things, and I feel like you might faint from exhaustion in the next second.

Are you exaggerating too much?
Do you really think you are the protagonist of an anime?

Yan Yiyi was originally immersed in his performance, feeling that his performance was particularly awesome and handsome, but when he noticed everyone's strange looks, Yan Yiyi's movements froze involuntarily, he raised his hand and clenched his fist, and coughed softly.

"Ahem, sorry. My sweat glands are well developed, so I may sweat a lot. Sorry, sorry."

Chen Qiu was helpless: "Next time, remember to bring a rag with you when you go on stage, and wipe the keys after you finish playing a piece, otherwise the piano will be covered with your sweat before the piece is finished."

"Okay, okay, I understand. I understand."

Yan Yi chuckled and took out a piece of white cloth from his pocket, which was a bit like the cloth used to wipe glasses.

He spread out the cloth, swirled it around his hands, wiped his palms carefully, then quickly wiped it across the keyboard in front of him to wipe off the sweat on the surface, and then threw it into the piano case.

Seeing Yan Yiyi regain his confidence, appearing so elegant and artificial, everyone in the orchestra couldn't help but look away.

The corner of Chen Qiu's mouth twitched.

It is clear.

At first, Chen Qiu thought it was a decoration on Yan Yiyi's performance costume. He never thought that this thing that was originally used as a decoration could actually be taken out and used as a rag to wipe the keyboard.

Looking at his elegant appearance, Chen Qiu felt that this person might have practiced it by himself in the room no less than ten times.

even more.

Thinking of this, Chen Qiu waved the baton in his hand, clenched it again, then turned a page of the music score beside him and asked Yan Yiyi beside him.

"How's it going? Is the show over?"

"What is acting? This is called elegance!"

Yan Yi made a small rebuttal and then nodded to Chen Qiu.

"There's no problem on my end."

"Row."

Chen Qiu nodded and looked back at everyone in the orchestra. He raised his baton towards them, and everyone picked up their instruments again.

The expressions of everyone on the stage became serious again.

The second movement is Ode to the Yellow River.

Compared with the first movement, the second movement is more magnificent and gorgeous overall.

The content of the music is also more serious than the previous Yellow River Boatman's Song.

After all, it turns out that this place is a place where male soloists sing majestic and heroic melodies, praising the history and momentum of the Yellow River.

In order to express the momentum of the music, the concerto was transposed and changed at this place, turning it into a Chinese recitative, which, combined with the timbre of the cello, brought out a strong national style.

Chen Qiu raised the baton in his hand slightly upwards, looked at Xu Shuwen not far in front of him, and nodded at her.

Xu Shuwen smiled and nodded, placed the bow in his hand on the strings, and pulled slowly.

hum.

The cello's timbre, with a strong scholarly and even historical flavor, slowly emerged from the orchestra.

The previous magnificent momentum gradually dissipated.

Let everyone calm down.

At this moment, the only thing left in everyone's mind was the soft sound of the cello.

Such a beautiful voice not only attracted Chen Qiu, but also Yan Yiyi who was sitting next to him.

He didn't pay much attention to other people in the school before, and didn't like listening to other people's performances in the school.

After all, for him, it was not him who said that most of the people present were losers.

Instead of listening to these people's performances, it is better to go directly to the local concerts in Haicheng.

After all, this place is Haicheng, and this place can be regarded as one of the cities with the most concerts in the country. The prices of many concerts can even be reduced to 80 yuan.

Although there are often some parallel imports, the majority are still those with strong financial strength.

Therefore, he has big guys coming to listen to his performances basically every week.

No matter how you think about it, the strength of those big guys is much stronger than those people in the school.

So it’s normal not to listen to performances by people in school.

This is why he was obviously surprised when he heard Xu Shuwen's music.

Although Xu Shuwen's strength may not be considered particularly strong, he still has no problem with the most basic basic skills.

Every detail is handled very well, basically at the level of some graduate students or doctoral students in Haicheng Conservatory of Music.

If it was just solid basic skills or something, there would be no way to attract Yan Yiyi.

Who doesn't know the basics? Just practice like crazy and you'll be done.

What surprised him most was the feeling that Xu Shuwen's music possessed.

This is the spirit of music.

Why does the music of those big guys sound good and feel different from that of others?

It is because these people’s interpretations all have something of their own.

Lang Liangyue once did a particularly poor interview in which he said that he was familiar with many people’s styles. The host didn’t believe him and took out a lot of different records and asked Lang Liangyue to guess. Lang Liangyue then guessed who each one was.

People who don’t know much about him might think Lang Liangyue is very strong and awesome.

However, for those who listen to a lot of music and often listen to different versions of some works, it is very obvious what style the performer has.

After all, if only professionals can hear these things and music lovers can't, then doesn't this industry become something that only people in the industry can play with?

Just like Latin, Latin may be the most accurate and complex language in the world. Many documents choose Latin as their basis for the sake of accuracy.

However, because it was too accurate, too specific, and too difficult to learn, it gradually became the language of the upper classes, was abandoned by the lower classes, and eventually died out completely.

The style and momentum of the music is very good to hear.

The stronger the person, the more styles you can hear.

Xu Shuwen's ability may not be that strong, but the power, expression and style in her music are enough to surprise everyone present.

There is a strong scholarly flavor in her music.

It's like a book placed in front of everyone.

It could be prose, ancient poetry, or even a story.

But no matter what it is, this book will definitely arouse your interest and make you want to pick it up, hold it in your hands, and appreciate and read it carefully.

That's the feeling. Yan Yi was stunned when he heard it. If Chen Qiu hadn't given him a hint several beats in advance, he might have missed his part in the performance.

But it was precisely because of Chen Qiu's reminder that he accurately grasped the gaps in the music and released his own music, closely following Xu Shuwen's music, allowing his music to spread to the people under the stage along with the wind of the orchestra.

It can barely create a sense of confrontation with the cello led by Xu Shuwen.

However, this is a piano concerto, not a cello concerto.

He did not directly take away the orchestra's focus from Chen Qiu at the first moment. He was only able to share the same performance with the cello, which was already considered a disadvantage.

As Chen Qiu listened to the music, a feeling of emotion flashed through his heart.

This music deserves to be rated 678 points.

Only with this score that you can't achieve even if you work yourself to death can you play such...bookish music.

Chen Qiu was helpless and raised his hand to signal Xu Shuwen to lower her musical style to give Yan Yiyi more space to perform.

After all, no matter what, this work is still a piano concerto, not a cello concerto.

Yan Yiyi is actually one of the protagonists of the current performance.

We can't let him appear too miserable.

Xu Shuwen quickly received Chen Qiu's signal.

She nodded slightly, and took the cello part, gathering a lot of the feeling of the cello.

Chen Qiu waved the baton in his hand, signaling the rest of the string section and the wind section to follow suit.

It laid more foundation for the performance of some music.

It also allowed Yan Yiyi to stand out more.

There is no way. After all, Yan Yiyi is not at the level of Fu Diao.

At that time, the orchestra gave their all, and even made Fu Diao feel happy during the performance. He said that he wanted to cooperate with the orchestra a few more times.

Yan Yiyi is not as strong as Fu Diao, so it is naturally impossible for the orchestra to go all out. This led to the situation where the orchestra had to take care of Yan Yiyi.

However, it was precisely because the orchestra took care of Yan Yiyi that Yan Yiyi was able to give his best, which made this performance even better.

After all, this is still a piano concerto.

If the piano part doesn't sound good, then there is actually no point in playing this piece.

Chen Qiu and his team also had to make the piano part more powerful.

This is the main reason why they do this.

Those with strong abilities can naturally hear that the orchestra is leading the piano.

Even those with poor singing ability can appreciate this piece. The performances of the orchestra and piano are very good.

Although Yan Yiyi is quite talented and may be ranked first among the students studying at Haiyin, he is still a little delayed in his perception of music after all, as he is in an orchestra.

He couldn't feel many of the details very deeply.

So it was obvious that he was not at all aware that the orchestra was leading him.

He just felt that his piano part gradually overwhelmed Xu Shuwen's cello part.

The mood of the music is also gradually blooming.

The corners of his mouth kept rising.

As expected, my strength is just that strong.

He slowly placed his hand on the piano in front of him.

Release shocking musical colors.

This is a recollection in the history books.

This is a commemoration of China's long history.

This is also a hymn to the people living on both sides of the Yellow River.

For tens of millions of years, they have lived, moved, worked and struggled on this fertile land.

A single hymn cannot fully praise everything in a nation.

Bang Bang Bang!
The piano sounds sonorous.

The sonorous chords bring out the majestic ending of the music.

Chen Qiu pointed the baton in his hand towards the wind instrument section.

The motive part of the national anthem emerges in the music.

Like a giant standing tall, he slowly stood up from the Yellow River, opened his eyes, and looked at everything around him with a far-reaching gaze.

He has awakened and stands among the world.

Such a majestic and magnificent performance directly shocked the spirits of everyone present.

I felt as if my body was electrified, exploding from my tailbone to my brain.

Everyone became energetic.

At this moment, they don't care at all who is leading this piece of work.

After all, for them, the performance of this piece no longer matters who is leading the orchestra.

There is only one thing on their mind right now.

That is.

This band's performance is really fucking exciting.

The Harmony Symphony Orchestra is worthy of being the strongest orchestra of Haiyin and the pride of Haiyin.

Although senior Yan Yiyi's reputation is not very good, many people often say that he has some loopholes and is a novice in foreign wars but a good at civil wars, but his level of civil war is also strong enough.

He is truly a top pianist who is an expert in civil war!
He is worthy of the title of the Phantom God of Civil War.

Yan Yiyi had no idea that his character had not improved because of his exceptional performance under the leadership of Chen Qiu this time. On the contrary, his exceptional performance further solidified his reputation as an expert in civil wars.

After all, he is now completely immersed in his performance and cannot extricate himself.

He never thought that his performance could be so beautiful and interesting.

Therefore, he was already impatient to perform the third movement and even the fourth movement directly.

After all, the school will definitely record and archive this performance, and even send it out.

He has begun to look forward to his performance and the scene of being noticed and praised by teachers and students throughout the school.

When the last note fell, he quickly wiped the sweat from his hands, then looked at Chen Qiu and nodded to him.

Chen Qiu did not hesitate too much and pointed the baton in his hand directly at the flute not far away.

Everyone in the flute group looked at each other and nodded seriously.

Song Ge was very serious about it.

Because this time it was him who played the bamboo flute, not anyone else in the flute group.

He didn't know how long it had been since he had a formal performance with conductor Chen Qiu.

Now that it is finally his turn to perform, he naturally will not miss this opportunity.

hum.

The sound of a bamboo flute rang out.

The clear sound of the red flute brings out the simple and broad melody of the northern Shaanxi Plateau.

Third movement.

The Rage of the Yellow River

sounded at this moment.

(End of this chapter)