The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 369 This is a little love song just for you
A soft music accompanied by the sea breeze echoed in Chen Qiu's ears.

Soft, gentle, with a hint of lingering loneliness.

However, this loneliness was not expressed by Su Yue, but was inherent in the clarinet instrument itself.

The timbre of the clarinet is mezzo-soprano.

The tone she produces tends to be lonely and desolate.

There are even pessimistic feelings such as death and powerlessness.

You could even say the clarinet is a depressive.

It’s just that her depression is different from those on the Internet.

She is not aggressive and does not show any pain.

She just sank into the deep sea silently and left in despair.

The clarinet played by Su Yue at this moment still had this clear and cold tone.

only……

Beneath this coldness, there is warmth.

That warm color spread from the ground upwards like a flower, releasing shocking vitality.

She is trying hard to live.

The driving force that makes music grow like this is the love behind the music.

That love for life.

Love of all things.

And an extremely hot heart hidden beneath the mist.

This burning heart is carefully hidden under that layer of fog.

Just like the friendship of young girls.

I want to express it, but I dare not.

She was beating non-stop, beating hard, trying to attract the heart on the other side of the mist.

But she was afraid that her dancing would be unmannerly and people would think she was too frivolous.

Such tangled emotions build up such a girl's heart, which floats gently accompanied by the lonely tone of the clarinet.

The weather is very nice today.

Cloudless.

The sea breeze is also particularly gentle.

She just blew Su Yue's long hair that was no longer bound by the rubber band, but did not blow away the music.

The soft music attracted the people around and they walked towards Su Yue.

It was completely different from when I was on the street before.

At that time, the street was crowded with people.

And above the Elbphilharmonie.

The crowd scattered around Chen Qiu and Su Yue.

There was no movement, nor any display of enthusiasm.

He just stood silently beside the two of them, listening quietly to Su Yue's performance.

The music sounds soft.

Unspeakably soft.

And Su Yue's eyes were always on Chen Qiu, never shifting at all.

The sea breeze blew, bringing gusts of soft wind, just like her warmth, wrapping Chen Qiu.

And her performance seems a bit like Mozart, a bit like Schubert, and even a bit like Stravinsky, France, Verdi, Rossini, and Debussy.

You can't sum up her performance in any one aspect.

There is no way to describe her using anyone's style.

At this moment, the music played by Su Yue is her own music.

The emotions she expressed were her own emotions.

She blew the clarinet in her hand freely on the observation deck, releasing the emotions that had been pent up for a long time.

The melody is changing, becoming more gentle and circuitous.

But in the end, we returned to the starting line.

Finally, she ended her performance with an extremely soft piece of music that also carried a touch of regret.

As the last note fell, applause broke out all around.

The audience around cheered for Su Yue.

The sound of "bravo" continued.

But Su Yue turned a deaf ear to it.

Her eyes were always on Chen Qiu.

She just looked at Chen Qiu calmly and asked softly.

“My music, how does it feel?”

"sharp."

Chen Qiu said with a smile.

He looked at Su Yue with a little curiosity.

"By the way, whose work is this? I don't seem to have any memory of this piece of work."

Su Yue did not answer: "What do you think?"

"I think?"

Chen Qiu fell silent and spoke hesitantly.

"I felt the beauty of Nelson, the breath hovering in my chest trying to run out. I also felt the beauty of Copland, with mountains, water, and you. I also heard Stravinsky, watching the leaves fall and the flowers bloom, the years are quiet and good. I also heard Verdi, the swallowtail butterflies in the dark pounced on the light, flying over the dilapidated church towards the morning light."

As Chen Qiu spoke, he slowly raised his gaze, met Su Yue's eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

"But the most profound of them all may still be Debussy. The distance between hearts is not a mountain or a river, but the mist that clings to the two and slowly dissipates with the rising of the sun..."

"You... majored in literature in college?"

Su Yue looked at Chen Qiu, her face slightly flushed, and she couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

Chen Qiu chuckled and shook his head.

"No, this is just my feeling. I use words to describe everything I hear. After all, I am the conductor. If I can't even explain what I hear, how can I let my musicians feel my thoughts? Right?"

Chen Qiu stepped forward, walked to Su Yue's side, leaned forward slightly, looked into Su Yue's dark eyes, and asked softly.

“Is this the song you wrote?”

"Um……"

Su Yue nodded, her eyes involuntarily shifting away from Chen Qiu. Then she remembered something and shook her head.

“No, it’s not my writing.”

Chen Qiu was stunned: "Hmm? Then the source of this song is..."

“Just improvising.”

Su Yue replied.

She held the clarinet in her hands, lowered her head and spoke softly.

"I just blew it casually. I just blew it according to my own ideas. That's all."

"So……"

Chen Qiu's gaze became particularly serious.

He looked into Su Yue's eyes and asked slowly.

"Do you want to write this piece?"

"Hmm? Write it down?"

Su Yue was stunned and looked up at Chen Qiu, her eyes filled with confusion.

"The purpose of writing this piece is..."

"It doesn't mean anything, I just wrote it down. If I remember correctly, the main melody just now was like this, thump ...

Chen Qiu hummed softly and felt that something was slightly wrong. After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly realized.

"Oh, yes, there is a glissando here, sliding from F to E. I almost forgot, this seems to be a writing technique for new music?"

"Yeah, it's new music."

"That's right!"

Chen Qiu nodded and continued.

"Some parts of the part you just played are a little repetitive. You can simplify those repetitive parts, and then pull in the subsequent modulation to expand and develop the main melody!"

"If I start with the clarinet directly, the sound will be a little thin and the mood will be a little lonely, so I think... I can add some strings as an opening here!"

"How about string instruments like violin, alto, bass, and some color? Let's not include percussion for now. What do you think of adding a harp?"

"The harp adds color to the music, and the strings provide the background. The cello won't come in yet, just the double bass will be enough."

"They should first lay the groundwork for the main melody, with a misty color, without revealing the main melody first. This place can be used as a foreshadowing, for example, thump thump thump? Let me think..."

Chen Qiu closed his eyes and constructed the structure of the music in his brain.

At this moment, he seemed to have entered the concert hall of his own home.

Everyone in the orchestra sat quietly in front of him, waiting for his orders.

He just waved his hand, and the sound of string music not far away rang out.

The combination of various tones creates a tone that tends to be warmer.

Push the mood of the music in a brighter direction.

Just like the mist before the rising sun.

However, this is not the end. Chen Qiu was thinking about the color of the music and making adjustments to the music. For example, how many people are needed to play in a certain place, or whether some wind instruments are needed to accompany a certain place.

Ultimately, he constructed the darkness before the dawn in his own mind.

Cold, but hopeful.

Before that hope gradually rose, the sound of Su Yue's clarinet appeared from here.

Chen Qiu picked up his mobile phone, hummed a little, then turned on the playback, and constructed a simple harmony with his humming.

After doing all this, Chen Qiu looked at Su Yue with a little anticipation.

"So, do you think this will work? First, the second violin appears, and then the viola and double bass sound first, and then the harp adds a feeling of water waves. After the complete atmosphere of the music is built, your voice comes out. How do you feel?"

"I feel?"

Su Yue thought about everything Chen Qiu had just said in her mind, and then her expression became a little gloomy.

It is clear.

Her train of thought is different from Chen Qiu's.

She does not have Chen Qiu's ability to construct a performance purely through imagination in her brain.

The most she could do was listen to the accompaniment and then add the sound of her own clarinet in her mind.

Therefore, she whispered with a hint of guilt.

"I'm sorry, I can't seem to imagine what such a scene would look like." "Ah? Sorry, sorry, this is my problem. I seem to be a little too self-satisfied."

After hearing what Su Yue said, Chen Qiu suddenly realized what was going on. He quickly apologized and then said to Su Yue.

"Well, when I get back, I'll organize the music score and show it to you. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be ready soon, and... it can be performed soon."

"show?"

"Yes!"

Looking at Su Yue's puzzled expression, Chen Qiu replied with a smile.

"I've been thinking about how we're going to perform at the Salzburg Festival."

"Isn't the Salzburg performance... just an ordinary secondary stage?"

"How is it possible? With our level of strength, how could they give us a secondary stage?"

"But the requirements there are very high..."

"No matter how high it is, we are not afraid. We have you!"

Chen Qiu grinned and raised his eyebrows at Su Yue.

"I talked to the director of the Baden-Baden Festival and then the director of the monastery. They both recommended us to the director of the Salzburg Festival, and the director of the monastery told me that the Salzburg Festival was considering putting us on the main stage."

Chen Qiu walked to the edge of the observation deck, looked at the scenery in the distance, and spoke casually.

"I was planning to perform a Debussy and a Bernstein, but we didn't have enough time. The Bernstein piece was too short, so I kept thinking about what would be a better piece for us to perform. Until now, I heard your music!"

Chen Qiu turned around and looked at Su Yue, his eyes full of brilliance.

"I will arrange and conduct your music. Didn't they say your music is not good and has no characteristics? Then we will perform for them and let them see whether they didn't recognize your music or they just don't know anything about music. How do you do that?"

"I want people all over the world to hear your music and your talent in music, so that they know that there is not only an old Sabine Meyer in this world, but also another clarinet genius in this world!"

"No, it's not the clarinet genius, it's the clarinet queen! The new generation of the world's clarinet queen! Su Yue!"

Chen Qiu walked up to Su Yue, looked into her eyes, and spoke very seriously.

"How about it? Would you like me to adapt this music into a clarinet concerto for the whole world to hear?"

Su Yue was silent.

Her eyes were slightly evasive under Chen Qiu's gaze.

To be honest, she really didn't know.

She actually didn't want to be so ostentatious a little bit.

After all, this is a little love song without a name.

A little love song she dedicated to Chen Qiu.

If Chen Qiu just sent it out to other people, it would feel like a public execution.

What should she do then when everyone can hear her feelings for Chen Qiu from this song?
But then again.

If they really wrote it, they could slap those music agents in the face in front of those people in Salzburg...

Su Yue's expression was hesitant. Finally, she took a deep breath, looked at Chen Qiu, and shook her head.

"No, forget it. I don't want this piece of work to be released."

"Ah? Why?" Chen Qiu was stunned, then a little anxious, "This is a great opportunity! If you succeed this time, you might be able to make it in Europe, and then..."

"But I don't care."

Su Yue made up her mind.

Her gaze towards Chen Qiu was no longer evasive, but instead became full of aggression.

“I don’t want this piece of music to be heard by anyone other than you. This is a piece of music for both of us! I just want you to hear it.”

Chen Qiu was stunned, and even his breath stagnated.

This Su Yue who is full of aggression?

He had never seen Su Yue like this before.

Although I often joked before that Su Yue was the queen, above everyone in the band.

but……

Before, Su Yue just looked down on the world without much emotion.

And now Su Yue.

It's just like Catherine, full of oppression.

The emotions in her body were like a valve that had been opened, gushing out in all directions without any reservation.

She expressed her emotions to Chen Qiu frantically.

She looked at Chen Qiu and spoke very seriously.

"Chen Qiu, you should have heard the emotions in my music, right?"

"Listen, I heard..."

"So what are you waiting for? Do you have to wait for me to take the initiative to be happy?"

"what?"

Chen Qiu was completely stunned.

He stood there in a daze, his mouth felt dry and his brain even felt a little dizzy.

Etc., etc……

Wait a moment!
The plot developed too quickly and he was unable to react.

What does it mean?
What did Su Yue mean by what she just said to him?
Why should she take the initiative?
Damn, where's my phone?
Where is Zhao Xi, the philandering bastard?

Come over quickly and help analyze it!
The thing Chen Qiu regretted most at this moment was bringing Qin Xian and Ai Gu to Hamburg.

Qin Xian is a fool, and Ai Gu is a stupid guy.

Neither of these two can help!
Faced with the slightly aggressive Su Yue, Chen Qiu wanted to escape at first.

He scratched his chin awkwardly and forced a smile.

"Ah? What do you mean? I don't seem to understand... If you really don't want to turn this piece into a concerto, that's fine. I don't mind."

"But I mind."

"Ah...ah? Do you mind? You..."

Chen Qiu was stunned, he had no idea what this "mind" meant.

His eyes unconsciously met Su Yue's, but the next second, after being noted by Su Yue's extremely aggressive dark pupils, he became silent.

He couldn't utter a word.

Su Yue has beautiful eyes.

It's like a deep pool.

Beneath the calm surface lies an indescribable surge of emotions.

What a beautiful pair of eyes.

Chen Qiu's family often told Chen Qiu that when talking to people, he should look into the other person's eyes, only in this way can he appear sincere enough.

Therefore, when Chen Qiu talked to other people in the band, he would habitually look into their eyes while speaking.

But when facing Su Yue, Chen Qiu lost the courage to look into Su Yue's eyes.

For some reason, his mouth felt dry.

But just by swallowing, I could hear my heart pounding.

He panicked.

Chen Qiu, who usually appears extremely calm, had to admit it.

He panicked.

He now has absolutely no idea what he should do.

He never learned this stuff.

What should I do in this kind of atmosphere?
Chen Qiu's mind went blank.

Only when Su Yue lowered her eyes slightly, hiding her sight, did Chen Qiu slowly exhale.

But the next second.

"Fool."

A helpless voice sounded.

Chen Qiu's eyes suddenly widened.

He felt something soft and slightly warm touching his lips.

Along with it came a warm current and tiny strands of hair.

In his sight, Su Yue's eyes were slightly closed.

Chen Qiu's palms felt numb.

His heart was beating wildly at this moment, supplying blood to his brain and other parts of his body.

But even so, his body seemed to be necrotic, his hands and feet were cold, and he lost control.

Because Chen Qiu was stupid.

He had never experienced anything like this in his two lifetimes.

His brain was working frantically, sending him warning signals.

At this moment, Chen Qiu was unable to push away Su Yue, who was as warm as jade in his arms.

This, this is...

Is this Su Yue?

Su Yue, are you kissing him?

Su Yue was actually kissing him?
Su Yue, unexpectedly, unexpectedly...

at last.

Chen Qiu's brain completely crashed and he lost his ability to react.
Everyone around was staring with wide eyes at Su Yue, who had just played the clarinet, and the silly Asian boy, Chen Qiu.

Su Yue stood on tiptoe, put her hands around Chen Qiu's neck, and pressed her lips against Chen Qiu's.

This is the most immature youth.

It was also after the two of them had completely dedicated the first half of their lives to music that the passionate youth appeared under the music hall.

Breaths blend.

Su Yue closed her eyes tightly, and her long eyebrows trembled in the breath of the two people.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

The hug between the two made their pounding hearts gradually blend together.

Just like the clarinet played by Su Yue.

This is a little love song that Su Yue dedicated to Chen Qiu.

The thin mist between the two burning hearts had completely dissipated.

They collide and merge with each other, releasing shocking power.

There was silence.

Everyone was staring at Chen Qiu and Su Yue in a daze.

Including Qin Xian, Ai Gu, Huang Xin and Rui Jia who just came up.

(End of this chapter)