The God of Conducting Starting from Absolute Pitch

Chapter 423 The Orchestra's Rebellion

The Berlin Philharmonic Concert Hall, located in downtown Berlin, is about ten kilometers away from Tagore Airport.

This means that once the car leaves the forest near the airport, it won't be long before it enters the main roads of the city, and then they will be able to get to the Berlin Philharmonic Hall.

Therefore, shortly after the car started moving, Chen Qiu smiled and asked the musician named Suzuki Shu.

"By the way, you just said you're the principal violinist of the second orchestra. How does that feel? What are your chances of getting into the first orchestra?"

"It feels a bit difficult."

Suzuki Shu, who had been smiling, instantly lost his smile after hearing Chen Qiu's words.

He shook his head at Chen Qiu.

"The pressure in the band is too great. Even if I can get into the main band and perform with them, I definitely won't be able to pass the year-long apprenticeship."

Chen Qiu asked curiously, "Why? Is it because of a technical problem?"

"To some extent, but not entirely. Technology is only a small part of the problem. The most important problem is mindset."

Seeing that there were only Chen Qiu, Qin Xian, and himself in the car, and considering that he wouldn't have many opportunities to perform with Chen Qiu later, as he had only been assigned to guide Chen Qiu, Suzuki made a bitter face.

“A good mindset under pressure is very important. When I first came to the Second Regiment, our percussion principal almost committed suicide by jumping off a building. Although we managed to save him, he didn’t have much hope for the future and went back to the countryside to retire.”

"Jumped to commit suicide? What happened?"

"It's an assessment, a year-end assessment."

Suzuki Shu sighed slowly, pinching his brow as he spoke to Chen Qiu.

“Our percussion principal left the orchestra and joined the first group. In his first performance, he was criticized by many music critics. As you, conductor Chen Qiu, should know, the more powerful the orchestra, the more attention they receive and the greater the pressure. Even though that performance was very successful, the overwhelming criticism still put a lot of pressure on the percussion principal.”

"Is that so?" Qin Xian was taken aback, looking at Chen Qiu with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He felt that when he performed with Chen Qiu, he had hardly received any criticism; almost all the comments were positive, like "awesome," "strong," "invincible," and "shocking."

Even when particularly strict music critics came, they never criticized them. On the contrary, these critics generally liked to give them extremely positive reviews.

Therefore, Qin Xian's explanation to Suzuki Shu is difficult to understand.

However, Chen Qiu understood what he meant, nodded slowly, and explained to Qin Xian.

“Suzuki is right. Generally speaking, if you are performing in those top symphony orchestras, the music critics will not only focus on the music as a whole, but will also focus on a specific aspect, whether it is wind instruments, strings, or percussion instruments. They will scrutinize each instrument very closely.”

“Especially when music critics dare not offend the orchestra and conductor, they prefer to use the performance of these individual musicians to negate the content presented by the entire orchestra.”

Shu Suzuki nodded and added from the side.

"Although it wasn't our senior, the principal percussionist, who made the mistake in that performance, the overwhelming criticism made him start to doubt whether his music was a good match for the band. His practice time increased from 8 hours a day to 18 hours a day."

"18 hours?" Chen Qiu was stunned. "Is he crazy? There's not even enough time for sleep and meals!"

"Well, according to other members of the orchestra, he actually slept about 4 hours a day. He would get up at 4 a.m., run 10 kilometers while listening to his own playing, then come back to take a shower and do yoga to relax his body. Of course, he was still listening to his own questions. After yoga, he would write down his questions and do specific practice for the day until midnight. He would take a 2-hour nap at noon, and this continued for a whole year."

"This……"

Chen Qiu and Qin Xian looked at each other in bewilderment.

These European percussionists are a bit too eccentric.

They could never have imagined that Ai Gu would do something like this for music.

Even they themselves cannot devote all their time to this.

Is that human being?
This feels more like a machine than a machine itself!

Qin Xian couldn't help but ask, "So what happened then? Did he pass?"

"Unfortunately, he had problems with his performance evaluation at the end of the first year. However, because of his excellent performance, he was given an extra year of observation. Ultimately, he failed the evaluation at the end of the second year and was dismissed."

"..."

"..."

Qin Xian remained silent; he couldn't imagine such pressure.

Chen Qiu slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

He had also come from the Second Regiment, so he knew very well just how much pressure the Second Regiment was under.

It seems the world hasn't changed because of my time travel; the pressure on those top symphony orchestras is still as terrifying as ever.

Chen Qiu smiled and asked Suzuki Shu.

"Have you ever thought about giving up? If you perform well with the Tokyo Symphony Orchestra, you might have a chance to join the Tokyo Symphony Orchestra."

“I have thought about it, but I think… I still prefer Europe. Even though the pressure is incredibly intense, for me, the music scene here is probably the best in the world.”

Suzuki Shu smiled, then his gaze fell upon the surrounding environment. Suddenly startled, he quickly introduced it to Chen Qiu and the others.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I was just complaining to you guys and forgot to introduce ourselves. We are currently at the Victory Column, surrounded by Dirgarten Park, which translates to Animal Garden, and the Brandenburg Gate is not far away."

He quickly introduced the surrounding environment to Chen Qiu and the others, and then briefly introduced the history of these places, just like a local.

Chen Qiu and Qin Xuan sat there, looking around.

While Suzuki was speaking, Qin Xuan covered Chen Qiu's mouth and whispered a question.

"Seriously... are European symphony orchestras really that competitive?"

"Generally speaking, that's how it is. What do you think of the salaries in our orchestra?"

"Our orchestra?" Qin Xian raised his head and thought for a moment before nodding. "I think it's pretty good. It's a pretty good income in Haicheng, and it's definitely one of the top orchestras in the country."

"In Europe and America, musicians in symphony orchestras earn around six or seven thousand a month after tax, right?"

"It doesn't seem like...that much?"

"But for ordinary people, it's basically around 2,500. 3,000 to 4,000 a month is already considered a high salary. Even for traditional high-paying professions, the after-tax salary is only 5,000 to 6,000 a month, which is already the limit for working people. So how do you feel now? Your income as a professional musician is about the same as that of doctors and lawyers?"

"hiss……"

Qin Xian gasped, clearly surprised.

But Chen Qiu didn't give up so easily; he continued.

"The income gap in Germany is actually not that big. Everyone is basically in the same range. Even if you are poor, you can still make about 1,200 a month. If you are rich, you can only make up to 6,000 or 7,000. Of course, this refers to working people. If you can make 6,000 a month, you can basically support a family on your own."

"That feeling, just talking about salary seems really impressive."

"Well, being able to stay in there means that the salary is only the bare minimum. If you can sign a lifetime contract, then in addition to your basic salary, you'll also have income from being a university professor, income from teaching, and a whole host of other sources. There's even more extra income, plus a lot of honors. Basically, if you can get into the orchestra, you've already reached the pinnacle of your life."

As they were talking, the car had already arrived at the entrance of the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra.

The golden, tent-like design makes it clear to anyone who is near the Berlin Philharmonic even before they get close.

The vehicle slowly came to a stop. Before the vehicle had even come to a complete stop, Suzuki, who was sitting in the front, jumped out and opened the door for Chen Qiu and Qin Xuan.

Chen Qiu got out of the car, looked up at the familiar concert hall in front of him, and couldn't help but smile. He then said to Qin Xian behind him.

"Although we are only at the reputation level now, and our actual strength and benefits are still far behind those of these top symphony orchestras, I believe that one day we will catch up with and surpass them!"

"Yes! I believe you!"

Qin Xian nodded and followed Chen Qiu out of the car.

Suzuki Shu stepped out of the car trunk with a large pile of luggage on his back and addressed Chen Qiu and Qin Xian.

"I'm sorry, Conductor Chen Qiu, I just received a message from the orchestra. You may need to go to the orchestra director's office first. The orchestra director wants to have a new discussion about your current performance. And then there's Mr. Qin Xian..."

"Is the orchestra director's office the same one as before? Has anything changed?"

"This... shouldn't be the case."

"That's fine, I'll go directly there. You take Qin Xuan to the rehearsal room first."

Chen Qiu patted Suzuki Shu on the shoulder, smiled and nodded at him, then walked towards the concert hall in the distance.

Suzuki looked at Chen Qiu's retreating figure with a face full of question marks.

Chen Qiu... is he so familiar with the Berlin Philharmonic concert hall?
They didn't even need him to lead the way; they could go directly to the orchestra director's place.
This is too...

Suzuki Shu scratched his head, looked at Qin Xuan beside him, and couldn't help but say.

“Mr. Qin, you…”

"Just do as conductor Chen Qiu said. Take me to the rehearsal hall first, and then take me for a walk around the concert hall after the rehearsal."

"Oh, okay, this way please."

Suzuki nodded quickly and gestured to Qin Xuan.

A concert hall typically has at least one main concert hall and one rehearsal hall.

Unlike the main concert hall, the rehearsal hall is usually a rectangular, square room, and sitting inside makes you feel like you're sitting on a stage.

However, everything offstage was cut off.

Behind the conductor is either a mirror or a sound-absorbing panel, used to simulate everything in the performance.

People generally prefer to rehearse in a rehearsal room rather than a large concert hall.

Besides the fact that it would be a waste to use a large concert hall, another issue is that its sound is rather spacious, and the overall sound effect is easily like a piano with its sustain pedal pressed, which is impossible to control.

Therefore, a rehearsal room that allows you to practice in a small space is the best choice.

As for why the Harmony Symphony Orchestra kept rehearsing in the concert hall at that time...

The reason is simple: the concert hall is too small. It's a small concert hall that can only seat a few hundred people, about twice the size of a normal rehearsal room. In addition, land in the center of Haicheng City is extremely valuable, so they don't have the money to build a larger concert hall.

There was no other way; this was the only option in the end.

As Qin Xian gazed at the interior of the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra and reminisced about the past of the Haicheng Symphony Orchestra, he couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Fortunately, the orchestra's new venue is much better than before, so he didn't look as unsophisticated as he did before at the Berlin Philharmonic Hall, his face full of envy.

Suzuki Shu, standing nearby, didn't think much of it.

He introduced the orchestra's decorations to Qin Xian as he led him toward the rehearsal room.

Until I stood in front of the orchestra.

Just as Qin Xian was about to open the door, Suzuki Shu's expression suddenly changed, and he reached out his hand.

"Excuse me, please wait a moment!"

"what happened?"

"No, it's nothing, it's just..."

Suzuki Shu was so anxious he didn't know what to do. He could only gesture for Qin Xuan to take a half step back, then gently push the door in front of him open a crack and look into the rehearsal room.

At this moment, not many people in the orchestra are sitting in their seats waiting for rehearsal, practice, or tuning.

The vast majority of the orchestra members stood up and stood at the very front, expressing something with a clear distinction between themselves and others.

The two sides were arguing quite enthusiastically.

They were speaking German, which Qin Xuan couldn't understand. He could only hear the group of people talking loudly.

But Suzuki is different.

He stayed in Germany for a long time.

He knew exactly what these people were cursing.

His expression changed drastically.

Standing at the very front, a slightly overweight, white-haired old man held his violin and spoke loudly in his hoarse voice.

"I only went out for a short while, what exactly happened here? Why did this happen? Can anyone explain this to me? Why was Qiu chosen as our special commander?"

“Don’t say that, Chris. Inviting Qiu to lead our performance was a decision made by the organizing committee, the conductor, and the music director. Qiu is currently very famous worldwide, and his orchestra has successfully entered the top 20 of the year. Inviting Qiu is not a mistake.”

"It's one thing to have a group of Japanese people come and lead us in playing music, and I can tolerate having Japanese and Chinese people in our orchestra, but you want a Chinese person to lead us in a performance? Everyone, do you really think that kind of person can understand music? Oh, sorry, Zhou, and Nakamura, I'm not targeting you."

“Why not? Chris, are you being racist? If you say that again, I have to call a band meeting. I need you to leave the band. We cannot accept working with a racist!”

"Calm down, please calm down, Jon. I know you really like Cho's conducting, but that doesn't mean we can accept his arrival unconditionally. The Berlin Philharmonic has its own musical pursuits, do you understand? That's something we must uphold!"

"I can't understand, Chris. I think you're the one who needs to calm down. Have you ever heard Qiu perform? How many shows have you seen? What's your opinion of Qiu's performances? Your behavior makes it seem like you know absolutely nothing about Qiu!"

“I’ve heard Qiu perform once, just a few years ago. I heard him lead his school in a charity performance here. Not only that, I’ve even heard him perform in Baden-Baden! I’m making it clear that I don’t like his performances! Now that I’ve shared my opinion, what about you? You’re not just parroting what others say, and you think Qiu is amazing just because you hear others say so, are you?”

"how is this possible?"

"Chris, Jon, don't be nervous. We're the Berlin Philharmonic, aren't we? Why should we argue over an outsider?"

"This isn't an outsider; this is the person we'll be working with for the next few weeks, and I don't want to work with him, understand?"

"To be honest, I don't really like Qiu either. I feel that he's quite different from the other Chinese people I know. I prefer humble and gentle Chinese people like Zhou, rather than someone as flamboyant and unrestrained as Qiu, right, Zhou?"

"Hey! I won't take your side just because you say something nice about me! I really like Chen Qiu's performance, I like him, so you know, the principle of avoidance, I won't express my opinion."

"Tsk, that's not very interesting. But I do like people like you, Zhou, who are more gentle and refined Asians."

"Wouldn't it be considered racist to say Asians now?"

As they talked, everyone started laughing.

Several people tried their best to liven up the atmosphere and prevent the band's atmosphere from becoming too stiff.

However, it is clear that the band is now divided into two factions.

They split into two completely different factions.

One group believes the orchestra needs Chen Qiu, while the other group completely dislikes him.

The intense conversation made Suzuki Shu, standing outside the door, break out in a cold sweat and feel a chill run down his spine.

He had no idea how to explain this to Qin Xuan, who was standing next to him.

He felt that now was not a good time to let Qin Xian in.

Letting Qin Xian in now will only make things more complicated.

Suzuki Shu slowly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked hesitantly at Qin Xuan beside him.

Qin Xian frowned and couldn't help but say.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Ah, no, it's nothing, I just..."

Suzuki Shu frantically tried to find a suitable reason to leave and prevent Qin Xian from going in.

But before he could speak, Chen Qiu's voice came from beside him.

"Hey? What are you two doing? Why are you standing at the door and not going in? Come on in!"

"Huh? No! Chen Qiu told you to wait a moment..."

Before Suzuki could even move, Chen Qiu pushed the door open and entered.

The distant noise inside the room immediately fell silent.

Under everyone's gaze, Chen Qiu smiled and walked to the front of the stage with the sheet music in his hand, and began to speak.

"Hey, everyone's here? Shall we get started?"

Under his gaze, no one displayed the same passion they had shown during the earlier discussion.

The group exchanged bewildered glances before finally focusing their attention on the group that had been arguing earlier.

Especially that slightly overweight old man.

Among that group, only this one explicitly expressed his opposition to Chen Qiu. The others' opposition was merely a matter of dislike, but his opposition was a direct demand that Chen Qiu not touch the Berlin Philharmonic in the slightest.

Therefore, they were eager to see what this person would say and do when facing Chen Qiu.

Chen Qiu's gaze met the others', finally settling on the violinist. His eyebrows involuntarily rose slightly as he spoke.

"Excuse me... is there a problem with you, Chris Klein?"

"You know me?" Chris was taken aback when he heard Chen Qiu's words and frowned.

Chen Qiu smiled, stepped down from the command platform, walked to Chris's side, and said casually.

"Of course I know you. After all, you are top musicians of the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra. Each of you has gone through countless auditions before being selected. Of course, I know your names and experiences very well, like you."

Chen Qiu looked at Chris and smiled gently.

"If I remember correctly, you previously won the Elizabeth Gold Medal, and you've won so many other international competition awards that you can't even count them all. Not only that, your students are also frequent participants in major competitions. You're really amazing!"

"Thank you, but..."

“I am also very familiar with your personal style. You prefer to play with a single string and minimize string changes because it makes the music smoother. Even if you need to change strings slightly, it may be very convenient. I must say, I really like your playing style, but this also creates a problem.”

Chen Qiu walked over to Chris, patted the shoulder of a musician next to him, gave him a friendly smile, and then continued speaking to Chris.

"Because of your age, when you were young you could easily play such expressions by relying on your physical condition. But now you're older and your body can't keep up. So unfortunately, you sometimes make mistakes in your playing. In order not to let your mistakes affect the orchestra, you have to let your bow go in the air. I have to say..."

Chen Qiu and Chris looked at each other and smiled.

Time never spares anyone; it treats everyone equally, so equally that it's frightening, isn't it?

Chris's expression shifted from relaxed at first, to tense, to angry, and then back to calm.

The more defined facial bones of Westerners make his expressions extremely obvious, making them impossible to hide.

Even though he involuntarily shifted his gaze when he met Chen Qiu's eyes, many people noticed something.

Chen Qiu is right.

Just as Chen Qiu said, he is already old.

Therefore, compared to the other members of the band, he was more conservative and less willing to accept new things.

They would rather have some junior conductors from Europe conduct than have a top conductor like Chen Qiu, who can lead an orchestra into the top 20, conduct.

Although he does not admit to being racist, it must be acknowledged that his behavior was discriminatory.

After Chen Qiu clearly stated his resume, personal style, characteristics, and some questions, his thinking was immediately disrupted, and his original intention to challenge Chen Qiu was immediately halted.

What do we do now? Should we continue with the same approach as before to attack Chen Qiu? Or...?

Chris wasn't quite sure.

He was getting older after all, and his mind wasn't as sharp as it used to be.

Therefore, when facing Chen Qiu, he could only keep quiet for the time being and was unwilling to say anything more.

Anyway, there's still a little while before their performance, and he'll have many more clashes with Chen Qiu, so there's no rush now.

Therefore, he met Chen Qiu's gaze, took a deep breath, nodded slowly, and said calmly.

"Yes, you're right. I have gotten a bit older, but my skill is undeniable. Even now, I'm still someone that ordinary musicians can't surpass."

"Of course! Of course I know about this. I know you are very talented, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to stay in the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra without being ostracized. I'm just mentioning a small issue, that's all."

Chen Qiu smiled as he got up and returned to the command platform, speaking with a touch of emotion.

"What a pity, what a pity I'm not a live-streaming salesperson, otherwise I could recommend some deep-sea fish oil to you right now, wouldn't I be making a killing?"

"I've always eaten this, I don't need your recommendation."

"It's alright now, I was just joking, don't be nervous."

Chen Qiu smiled and spoke, then touched his chin and asked the other members of the orchestra.

Do you have any other questions?

"I me me!"

A young man who looked somewhat Italian stood up not far away, looked at Chen Qiu with a slightly excited expression, and asked him a question.

"Conductor Chen Qiu, my name is Carmela! I play the tuba. Do you know me?"

"Of course!"

Chen Qiu smiled and nodded at him.

"I know you. You got into the orchestra directly through audition. You're a typical student, first studying at school, then auditioning for various orchestras, and finally successfully getting into the Berlin Philharmonic. That's impressive! Speaking of which, this year... should be your first year, right? Your first year with the orchestra, how did it go? Did you pass the auditions?"

"not yet……"

Carmela scratched her head, smiled awkwardly at Chen Qiu, and whispered.

“I’ve been criticized by a lot of music critics recently, saying that my music doesn’t quite fit the band, but there are no problems during rehearsals. So now I’m not sure what kind of music I should present in order to stay in the band. I’ll be taking the audition soon, and I’m a little scared.”

"Just perform according to your own ideas, don't overthink it. The more you think, the worse your performance will be. Those music critics criticize you not because your performance is really bad, but simply because... they can only criticize you. What do you think?"

Chen Qiu met Carmela's gaze and smiled.

Hearing Chen Qiu's words, Carmela was taken aback, then her face showed excitement.

"So, conductor, you think there aren't many problems with my music?"

"You're young and energetic, and some problems can be solved through your physical abilities. Plus, you passed the orchestra's audition, so there shouldn't be any fundamental issues. As for other things, like your compatibility with the orchestra..."

Chen Qiu leaned forward slightly, met his gaze, and asked very seriously,
"Do you think those music critics are better than your orchestra's conductor? Or do you not trust your orchestra's music director, conductor, and other responsible persons within the orchestra?"

"I……"

“If there are problems with your rehearsals with me, I will tell you what you should do. If I don’t tell you, then it means you’re doing exactly what I want. If those music critics still criticize you then…”

Chen Qiu smiled and spoke slowly.

"Then they're slapping me in the face. I'll show them what youthful drive is all about."

Wow!
applause.

Everyone applauded Chen Qiu's speech.

Suzuki Shu, standing nearby, was completely stunned.

He looked at Qin Xian, who was also clapping beside him, and couldn't help but speak.

"Um, I wanted to ask, is your orchestra's conductor, Chen Qiu, always like this?"

"Yes, it always has been, always has been."

A smile appeared on Qin Xian's face. He seemed to be recalling the past and slowly began to speak.

"Just like before, when we were still in the school's student orchestra, Chen Qiu always told us that all the responsibility was his and all the honor was ours."

"The perfect performance you gave was the result of your joint efforts. It was a flower that bloomed from the seeds you planted with your own sweat. As for all the failures the orchestra showed, it was because of me, the conductor. Because of my failure, your performance had problems. It wasn't your mindset or anything else, it was just because of my failure. So don't be afraid, I will take responsibility for everything."

As Qin Xian gazed at Chen Qiu on the conductor's platform, he couldn't help but recall past performances.

I remember that time, when everyone was striving towards a common goal.

I remember how everyone stayed up every night, working hard to put on a beautiful and perfect performance.

His heart couldn't help but feel a warmth.

Time can change many things. It can transform Chen Qiu from a virgin into someone who successfully marries the goddess in the band, allow him to find a partner and discuss marriage with her family, and even enable Rui Jia, who came from the countryside, to live the life of a successful person.

Over time, the orchestra has grown from an unknown small orchestra into one of the world's top 20 symphony orchestras.

Many things have changed, but people's nature has remained the same.

Chen Qiu is still Chen Qiu, Su Yue is still Su Yue, and Ai Gu is still Ai Gu.

Even I am still the same person I was before.

The biggest difference between myself and my past self is probably...

I'm more capable of handling things now, right?
Qin Xian smiled, took his violin from the case behind him, walked out of the crowd to the front of the stage, and nodded to Chen Qiu.

Chen Qiu looked at Qin Xian and reached out to the crowd without hesitation.

"Let me introduce you all. This is the principal violinist of our HHSO Harmony Symphony Orchestra. He will be performing with me in this concert. Although you are all big shots and the strongest of the strong, please bear with us a little and cooperate with us. After all, symphony is an art of collaboration."

As soon as Chen Qiu finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter, followed by applause to welcome Qin Xian to the group.

No one knew that Qin Xian's joining the orchestra was at Chen Qiu's request.

Chen Qiu's only request to the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra.

He didn't need anything else, all he wanted was for the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra to let Qin Xian and others join the orchestra and perform with him.

For this collaborative performance, he can even let the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra coordinate the timing; as long as their schedule allows, he has no problem.

He didn't even want a share of the profits from the orchestra; he only wanted a performance fee of 1 euros after tax.

If the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra hadn't insisted on paying Chen Qiu for his work, he probably wouldn't have needed any payment at all.

Besides the fact that Qin Xian himself found it more convenient to use, Chen Qiu's core idea was to allow Qin Xian to communicate with more top-tier orchestras.

Qin Xian has been staying in his own circle and hasn't come out. He should be fine in the short term, but in the long run, he might develop some problems and his understanding of music will become lacking.

This is not something Chen Qiu can solve; it requires Qin Xuan to take the initiative to resolve it.

Therefore, it is important to have more contact with top-notch symphony orchestras and perform with them.

Whether it's a solo, a concerto, or anything else, as long as it gets Qin Xian involved, that's fine.

Therefore, after much negotiation with the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra, Chen Qiu finally settled on a relatively suitable plan.

In addition to the previously scheduled Symphony No. 4 by Bruckner, the orchestra added Paganini's Violin Concerto No. 1 in D major, with Qin Xian temporarily serving as concertmaster.

The reason for receiving so much honor is not only due to the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra's generosity, but also because of Chen Qiu's concessions.

However, perhaps because Chen Qiu offered such substantial discounts, his performance was essentially a charity event, leading the Berlin Philharmonic to believe that he wanted to promote Qin Xian. Therefore, out of goodwill, the Berlin Philharmonic did not try to negotiate a lower price.

The two sides completed the transaction with a strange tacit understanding.

Of course, only Chen Qiu and the head of the Berlin Philharmonic knew about these transactions; naturally, no one else knew anything about them.

At most, all I know is that Chen Qiu asked Qin Xian to take the chief position because he was used to it.

There was nothing else besides that.

Aside from the chief, no one else naturally felt particularly averse to this, and since the chief didn't have any objections either, the group naturally didn't start arguing.

Under Chen Qiu's direction, the orchestra quickly began its initial tuning.

It is obvious that the Berlin Philharmonic's oboe is better than their own.

Even in simple tuning, he tuned the instruments more accurately than the Music Bureau.

Let alone other musical instruments.

While a harmonic symphony orchestra may need a long time to adjust its sound, the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra, much like a performance, adjusts its music during the rehearsal period.

Chen Qiu listened to the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra's performance and felt a little emotional.

It has to be said, the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra is truly powerful.

The same applies to everyone except the oboe.

No wonder they can become one of the top three symphony orchestras in the world, while we are only in the top 20.

The difficulty of getting into the top three is really high.

Apart from Su Yue, who is far superior to the clarinetists in their orchestra, no one else can match the Berlin Philharmonic.

of course!

Except for Qin Xian.

Although Qin Xian seemed a bit sullen, it must be said that his strength was still considerable.

He was like a spring; the stronger the people around him, the stronger Qin Xian became.

Chen Qiu opened the sheet music in his hand, turned to the first page of Bruckner's Fourth Symphony, and said to everyone.

"Okay, let's start from the beginning. Let's see how good you are. I'll give you a full measure of the beat, and then you can all follow along... 3, 4!"

Chen Qiu's finger traced a standard command gesture in the air.

The members of the orchestra also raised their instruments and, under Chen Qiu's direction, began their performance.

I don't know if it was intentional or not.

Even during rehearsals, the band members displayed an astonishing level of skill.

Chen Qiu's baton moved without any obstruction whatsoever.

His connection with the band feels like going straight from the 4G era to the 5G era.

Even though the usual usage methods are not much different, it has to be said that the internet speed is indeed much faster.

His subtle conducting techniques are so effective that the orchestra can feel them and they are perfectly reflected in their music.

This band?

Chen Qiu's glasses lit up, and then the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

really.

This is the true strength of a world-class symphony orchestra.

This is the true strength of the world's most formidable, long-established symphony orchestras.

The daily rehearsal of several pieces and the intense training volume have given them a sensitivity to music far exceeding that of ordinary people.

The extensive rehearsals enabled them to easily convey the desired message even when the conductor made mistakes.

If an ordinary conductor were to come, he might be manipulated by the orchestra, and in the end, he wouldn't know whether he was controlling the orchestra or the orchestra was controlling him.

but now.

He is no longer an ordinary commander.

The orchestra being conducted by Chen Qiu is now being conducted by Chen Qiu.

A top commander of the younger generation.

If conducting a harmony symphony orchestra is like controlling a family car you've driven for countless years, you know everything about it. Even if its overall performance isn't great, it can still let you race on Mount Akina.

The current Berlin Philharmonic has changed its vehicles from family cars to F1 racing cars.

This is a performance beast.

A group of top musicians who have won awards all over the world came together to form a high-performance beast.

Even after Chen Qiu lowered his baton, he was still immersed in his performance.

After the last note completely faded from his mind, Chen Qiu looked at the orchestra members, his smile becoming increasingly uncontrollable.

He chuckled softly as he rubbed his conductor's baton between his fingers.

"Amazing, truly amazing. I never imagined a symphony orchestra could be this strong. Each of your performances exceeded my expectations. In that case..."

Chen Qiu's lips curled up as he weighed the baton in his hand and spoke slowly.

"Then let me try some methods I've never tried before... how about it?"

(End of this chapter)