The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 374 Political Correctness
There was obviously a quarrel going on in the room just now.

However, when Chen Qiu came in, the noise in the room immediately became much lower.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Qiu.

Everyone's eyes have different colors.

There is praise, there is rejection, there is joy, and there is disgust.

Various emotions intertwined in the eyes.

It is difficult for Chen Qiu to find someone who truly supports him under the current circumstances.

but.

There was another person behind Chen Qiu.

Fu tune.

His successful performance in Salzburg last time has made him a regular musician in Salzburg.

The importance of his words is also gradually increasing.

Although it has not reached the point of being finalized, it has made many people in the organizing committee think about Fu Diao's ideas.

Fu Diao’s support is Chen Qiu’s confidence.

Not to mention that Fu Diao's assistant just helped him and said that Fu Diao's agency and the Salzburg Music Festival had reached a preliminary agreement.

Of course, this intention is not unattainable.

He also needs Chen Qiu to prove himself to the people in front of him.

Therefore, Chen Qiu sat in the last seat in the conference room without fear, looked at the person in charge in the distance, and spoke with a smile.

"Hello everyone, my name is Chen Qiu. Fu's agent should have talked to you just now, right? I am willing to accept your conditions."

"If you are willing to accept it, then it is definitely the best."

The organizing committee member sitting next to Chen Qiu nodded and spoke slowly.

"Qiu, I've heard of you. To be more precise, everyone on our organizing committee has heard of you. Your reputation has been getting louder and louder in this place recently. Did you know that?"

"Really? Then it's an honor."

Chen Qiu grinned without any fear.

"It would be a great honor for me to have my name forever engraved in the history of Salzburg."

"If you can do that."

After hearing what Chen Qiu said, some people couldn't help but laugh.

Their eyes were very friendly, and they did not show any discomfort because of the arrogance of what Chen Qiu had just said.

For many people, especially for many Europeans.

People who express their preferences and desires very clearly are the ones who deserve more respect.

As for the kind of person who mumbles and refuses to say anything, always doing his own thing silently, and then suddenly produces some results, immediately changes to a smug look, looks down on everyone around him, and even wants to slap everyone in the face.

Maybe it's popular in some places, but it won't work here.

They will prefer the social butterfly type.

Chen Qiu spoke in a very heroic manner in slightly unfamiliar German.

"Although you may not believe it, our Harmony Symphony Orchestra has made a lot of preparations for this performance. These preparations are beyond your imagination! For example, our orchestra's principal clarinetist and wind instrument principal, Su Yue!"

Chen Qiu pointed at Su Yue behind him and then grinned.

"We have discussed this symphony orchestra adaptation of Bernstein's clarinet and piano for nearly twenty times and have written more than ten thousand words! We are very sure that this work will surprise everyone and make people all over the world know us again!"

There was a commotion among the crowd.

But Chen Qiu did not end here.

He just smiled, then pointed at Qin Xian behind him and spoke.

"As for the concertmaster of our orchestra, although he has not participated in any international violin competitions, his strength is such that even Su Yue may not be able to completely overwhelm him. Before this performance, we have performed Debussy's La Mer many times in advance and performed it at the Baden-Baden Music Festival. You should know this."

“Yes, the Baden-Baden Festival.”

A committee member nearby nodded, looked at Chen Qiu with a smile, and said to the others around him.

"Chili gabble, jili gabble, the Harmony Symphony Orchestra is very good, you guys are also blah blah, the Baden-Baden Music Festival is also wah la wah, I think, gah gah..."

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The sudden Highland German language caught Chen Qiu off guard.

He only understood words like Harmony Symphony Orchestra and Baden-Baden Music Festival.

I had absolutely no idea what this person was talking about.

However, this person's words created a chemical reaction among the others around him.

The whole conference room suddenly became lively.

Everyone was arguing frantically about something.

It seems that the previous discussion has been brought up again.

There was a bustle in the house.

But Chen Qiu stood firm.

He sat there smiling, watching the group of Austrians in front of him quarreling, without any intention of interrupting.

even.

He looked more like the director of the Salzburg Festival than the director sitting in the distance.

Qin Xian, who was standing next to him, was shocked by his calm expression.

He never thought that Chen Qiu could be so calm.

When faced with the conversation about the future of the Harmony Symphony Orchestra, there was no sign of conflict on his face, as if he didn't take it to heart at all.

Only Su Yue smiled.

She probably guessed how Chen Qiu felt right now.

This group of people speak more than just simple High German.

She even heard some Swiss German next door.

That thing is even more difficult to understand.

Basically, it is almost equivalent to two completely different languages ​​​​such as German.

Just like Cantonese and Mandarin.

Now Chen Qiu and Su Yue were like guests from the north, sitting in a tea restaurant in Guangzhou.

Everyone inside speaks Cantonese, not even Guangzhou Mandarin, but very pure Cantonese.

I can understand some words and even have a general idea of ​​their meaning.

But if they want to fully understand it without missing a single detail, the difficulty may be a little too high for them.

No, it's not a little high.

It is very high.

Even native Germans may not understand it.

But Chen Qiu was not in a hurry.

No matter how much this group of people quarreled, in the end they still had to explain to him in Mandarin.

Therefore, Chen Qiu seemed particularly indifferent.

He watched the group of people quarreling calmly.

I don't know how long it was before the person sitting at the top slowly nodded and spoke.

"Okay, be quiet. A music festival is so messed up that it makes outsiders laugh at it."

His voice wasn't loud, but after he finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

It was obvious that this group of people were not quarreling because they were trying to convince the person they were quarreling with.

But I want to tell it to the person above.

The person in charge glanced at Chen Qiu, stood up and walked to Chen Qiu, stretched out his hand and spoke calmly.

"Chen, I'm very glad that you can come to the Salzburg Music Festival. On behalf of the Salzburg Music Festival, I welcome you. We will do a good job of logistics for all musicians in Salzburg. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask us."

"Of course!"

Chen Qiu smiled and shook hands with the person in charge, but he did not let go when the other person was about to let go.

He stared at the Salzburg leader with a smile, not allowing him any room to escape, and said with a smile.

"Then, can our symphony orchestra get accommodation benefits from the Salzburg Music Festival?"

The person in charge's expression did not change at all, and he spoke in a calm and formulaic manner.

"I'm sorry, because this is a temporary exception, we are sorry that we can't help you with your accommodation this time. However, if there is a chance for cooperation in the future, your Harmony Symphony Orchestra will receive accommodation from our organizing committee."

He said this, paused for a moment, and then said to Chen Qiu.

"If you are willing, please send us your accommodation bill through the official email after the Salzburg Music Festival and mark it as the Harmony Symphony Orchestra. We will review it within 30 working days and reimburse you according to the standard." "Oh? If that's the case, then that's great."

Chen Qiu nodded to the person in charge with a smile on his face, let go of his hand, then took out a fountain pen from his pocket, the one he often used before giving orders, and asked the person in charge.

"So where should I sign this contract?"

“Just on the last page.”

"So, happy working together?"

"Pleasant to work with."

After the two looked at each other, Chen Qiu stood up and motioned Su Yue and Qin Xian to follow him and leave.

And the person in charge returned to his position.

As the sound of Chen Qiu and the other two left the door, the house fell into silence.

One of the organizing committee members hooked his fingers, tapped the table lightly, and said in a deep voice.

"You pull one in, then another, and then another one out, just like pulling a fishing net, constantly pulling out the monsters hidden under the sea. I don't know how long you will continue like this, you will destroy this big ship!"

“You are discriminating.”

Someone beside him whispered.

"At the Salzburg Festival, we do not allow discrimination, we only speak with music, so I support Dior and I support the Harmony Orchestra."

"Discrimination, discrimination, discrimination, fuck your discrimination!"

boom!
The man suddenly stood up, stared at the man next to him, and growled.

"Frank, you are destroying the future of this country, do you know that? You, and you, you are used to political correctness, right? It's all about political correctness all day long. What's the point of having good music? Why should we let them snatch our living space?"

"Their music is really good, so I support it..."

"Not bad? Not bad? What are you talking about? What's not bad? Frank, tell me again, who, the hell, is not bad?"

The man stretched out his hand and tried to grab the collar of the man named Frank next to him.

But he stopped his movements.

Because he saw the dissatisfaction on the face of the person in charge.

Not only that, he also needs to control his emotions and not let himself become too emotional.

This goes against his character as a gentleman.

He dropped his hand, breathing heavily and croaking.

"That girl named Yue, although she won the world championship in Geneva, her music is terrible, don't you think? There is no special feature in her music, only the accuracy, accuracy, and accuracy of the Chinese! Is this music? It's just a bunch of shit!"

"And this Fu, I really don't know why you like this half-baked musician, he plays jazz and classical music, classical music is not the best, jazz is not the best, then what are you talking about, the best jazz in classical music, the best classical music in jazz? Are you kidding me?"

"Finally, it's this Harmony Orchestra..."

He took a deep breath, as if trying to calm himself, and spoke slowly.

"How can a symphony orchestra ranked over 600 in the world be invited to our top three music festival in Europe? Is it just because they are Asian?"

"They performed very well. They received a high score of 9.5 in Baden-Baden and the monastery. This score basically puts them in the top 200 in the world..."

"So what? We only have a few days to perform here, and we only give them one day? And it's a major program? We are top three in Europe and top ten in the world. We are not some scumbag! It's an insult to let Asians come to us! Damn political correctness, you bunch!"

"Fried!"

A low growl sounded.

Fried, who was railing against political correctness, stopped immediately.

Some members around who were somewhat excited also looked at the general manager.

Their eyes flickered between Freed and the president.

To be honest, some of them support Fried.

Otherwise, Chen Qiu wouldn't have been able to talk about this issue for so long.

Under the gaze of everyone, Fried took a deep breath, looked at the general manager in the distance, and shook his head.

"President, I am not convinced. I still have the same idea. I do not support those damn Asians getting such a noble opportunity based on their race. This is an insult to Salzburg."

"So what are you going to do? Follow that guy's lead and start a purge to drive out all the Asians?"

"Of course not! I just want the only ones that can come in from our side are the top 100 bands in the world, and the top musicians in the world."

"So what if they don't want to come in?"

“We’re the world’s top music festival, how could they not want to come?”

"Well, this is now, but what about later? Can you make sure they always want to come to our place?"

"I……"

"Even the popularity of the World Expo is declining year by year. Why do you think our Salzburg Music Festival will last forever?"

"That's not why we let those people who came in purely for political correctness into the main performance so casually! President!"

"But we need fresh blood! Our responsibility is not just to invite the world's top musicians to perform here, Freddy, remember! We need them, but they don't need us!"

The president's voice hit Fred like a hammer, leaving him speechless.

But it's not over yet.

The president looked at everyone, especially at his previous opponents, and spoke slowly.

“I hope you all remember that the responsibility of a music festival is not to get musicians from all over the world to come to your place to perform. Their responsibility should be to surprise the audience and give opportunities to the new generation of music festivals!”

"Classical music is already closed enough. I don't want its upward channels to be so closed. It is our responsibility to let classical music enter the lives of the masses and let everyone appreciate music! So Fried."

The president turned his gaze to Freed, took a deep breath, and said calmly.

"Fried, I think you might want to think about what the original intention of establishing the music festival was. If you want, you can look for new generation people who are as talented as Yue, Dior, and Qiu, and recommend them to join the Salzburg Music Festival."

"The Salzburg Festival will never be a place where political correctness prevails, and will never be in the future, at least not while I am still the president."

"Fried, maybe you should take a look at the outside world and listen to the new voices in this world."

After that, he patted Fried's shoulder, turned around and left the meeting room.

There was silence in the house.

Freed's breathing was heavy.

He did not agree with the president.

But since the president had said so, it would be inappropriate for him to continue to refute at this time.

He glanced at Frank, who was standing beside him and was timid, and shook his head slightly, then turned and left as well.

He will continue to fight.

But before that, he wanted to see whether this Harmony Symphony Orchestra, which was recommended by many people, could live up to everyone's expectations.

If the Harmony Symphony Orchestra could not meet his expectations.

Then I hope the president won’t blame him for continuing to make trouble.

Fried left the meeting room.

The others looked at each other and did the same.

Some people leave just by leaving.

Some people left and started making phone calls.

On the organizing committee side, there are not only people from the Salzburg Music Festival, but also people from other agencies and even official Salzburg people.

Everyone has their own ideas and strives to create a "perfect" and "top" music festival.

For these people, the president never cares what they think.

As long as everything goes according to his plan.

Amidst this turbulent situation, time quickly arrived at the day of the Harmony Symphony Orchestra's performance.

Here, Salzburg's main railway station welcomed another wave of tourists.

The most eye-catching among them is a group of old men and women wearing T-shirts.

This group of people were wearing the logo of Haicheng Opera House.

It was obvious that these people were all from the Haicheng Opera House.

People from Haicheng Opera House, Haicheng Opera House Symphony Orchestra, and parts of Haicheng Broadcasting Symphony Orchestra.

Although the Haicheng Radio Symphony Orchestra did not announce its end, it was obvious that they had been completely divided up.

They also performed with the Haicheng Opera House.

The performance was just not that good.

The slightly bad reputation even reached Fu Diao's ears.

Among this group of people, Wu Jianhai hid in the corner of the crowd with a calm look.

It was as if I had lost the direction of my efforts and there was no light in my sight.

(End of this chapter)