After the tour around Europe in the first half of 2018, this is the first concert of members of the orchestra. In the past, this meeting simply summed up the performances in the first half of the year and plans for the second half of the year, and at most decided on the theme of the orchestra for next year.
But today, it is destined to be different from the past.
As the manager of the orchestra and the host of the meeting, Mr. Tuckerman prepared a thick document and distributed it to every member present. First, he concluded the summary as before. Then, Mr. Tuckerman hesitated for a while, then raised his head and looked at Qi Mu who was beside him.
After all, Qi Mu's identity is the head of the orchestra, so he and Mr. Tuckerman are sitting on both sides of Master Dorensa at the moment. Next to Qi Mu is the second conductor of the orchestra, Mr. Motto, and further down is the chief of the other instrument groups.
Mr. Tuckerman's eyes were hesitant and hesitant, as if he was entangled in something as important as he did not speak. In this regard, Qi Mu smiled slightly, then took the initiative to stand up, and said in a calm tone: "The next thing to talk about is related to me, it's better for me to exit first, Mr. Tuckerman."
While speaking, Qi Mu pulled out the chair and prepared to leave. But before he took a step, he suddenly felt his left hand being grabbed by someone. The light-colored eyes widened suddenly, and Qi Mu turned to look at the stern and serious old gentleman beside him in surprise.
I saw Commander Motor also looked up at him, the always solemn and rigid face was still solemn and solemn at the moment, his eyes were calm and indifferent.
If Mr. Dorenza is the best-tempered conductor in the orchestra, then Mr. Motortor is undoubtedly the most "bad-tempered". Of course, this kind of vileness is only compared with Mr. Dorensa. If compared with Min Chen, Mr. Motortor is still relatively kind.
Among Wei Ai's three conductors, Mr. Motto is the least familiar to Qi Mu. There is no other reason, but this master conductor always has a straight face and looks unapproachable. He seems to be very unconcerned with Qi Mu, and only often talks to him during rehearsals and performances.
Qi Mu never expected that when he wanted to turn around and leave, the first person who grabbed him was not Mr. Dorenza, but Mr. Motto!
Under the bright light of the conference hall, Mr. Motto gently shook his head towards Qi Mu and said, "Wei Ai has never said that the chief was absent from the meeting. Oh yes, there was a time when Zayev was expelled back then. I just ignored him and his henchmen, Xiao Qi, sit down."
He even compared his lovely chief to that bastard Zayev, and Richard, the first violin group member sitting behind, muttered dejectedly: "Mr. Motor, how can you put Xiaoqi and Zayev together? How can that guy Zayev compete with Xiao Qi!"
In response to the complaints of the band members, Mr. Motto just let out a cold snort from his nose, and then ignored it as if he had not heard anything. But Qi Mu could clearly feel that the hand holding his wrist was exerting a little force, pulling him down again.
After staring blankly at the serious conductor for a while, Qi Mu helplessly raised the corners of his lips and smiled lightly.
Mr. Mottol... Really hard-hearted and soft-hearted!
After Qi Mu sat down, Master Dorenza gave him a calm look. Next, he turned his head to look at Mr. Tuckerman, who immediately nodded understandingly, and then began to propose the last task of this meeting.
"On the 3rd of next month, the contract between Xiaoqi and Wei Ai will expire. During the 18-month contract period, I believe that everyone also knows his strength and character very well, and whether he is qualified to continue as an actor. The chief of Wei Ai leads the entire orchestra to move forward. Then, a secret ballot will be held next, and everyone will directly cast their own choices on the intranet, whether they are in favor of staying or not. "
"The voting time this time is 5 minutes in total. After I announce the start, everyone will vote together. Those who abstain can abstain from voting, which will not be counted in the total votes. As always, Mr. Dorensa has the right to 5 votes. ..." After a sudden pause, Mr. Tuckerman continued: "Xiao Qi, you have 3 votes. Let's start voting now!"
Times are developing and changing. As a top symphony orchestra in the world, Wei AI is naturally impossible to use the most primitive handwriting voting method as it was hundreds of years ago. As early as a few years ago, Wei Ai developed an independent voting mechanism, and all members can directly use their mobile phones to vote online. The voting method is completely anonymous, there is no need to worry about any danger of revealing identity information, and the speed is faster, and there is no need to waste manpower and material resources to count the votes.
The conference hall covers an area of about 200 square meters. In addition to a 10-meter long table in the center, there are three circular round tables that surround the entire conference hall. Sitting around the long table in the center are three conductors and the chief and deputy chiefs of each instrument group, and sitting behind are other musicians.
While all the musicians were voting, Qi Mu placed his hands on the table and did not move at all. Five minutes seemed a long time, but in a blink of an eye, Mr. Tuckerman shouted "Time is up", and then everyone put down their phones.
In the spacious and quiet conference hall, everyone's eyes were fixed on the only person standing in the audience - Mr. Tuckerman. Although the latter often accepts such attention, but for some reason, Tuckerman felt sweat gradually seeping on his forehead: he was a little nervous.
After swallowing, Tuckerman lowered his head and glanced at both Mr. Dorensa and Qi Mu, and when he raised his head again, he had put on a calm and calm look.
"Then let's take a look at the voting results."
As soon as the voice landed, there was a sound of turning heads in unison, and the eyes of hundreds of people focused on the big screen on the wall again.
I saw that on the night screen that covered the entire wall, a cousin was displayed, showing three data with the simplest bar chart. At this moment, the histogram is still empty, with only three different options "yes", "no" and "s" written at the bottom.
Everyone present was staring at the screen tightly without turning their eyes away, while Qi Mu looked straight ahead calmly and calmly, with a smile on his face and a gentle expression. He was not nervous at all, nor was he timid at all, as if the result of the votes that would appear next had nothing to do with him, he just watched it seriously.
Only the tightly squeezed fingers revealed his restless heart at the moment.
To be a free violinist, there is absolutely no problem for Qi Mu now. His fame, his strength, and his prestige make him a successful solo violinist. Even to a certain extent, it was not only Wei Ai who brought him honor, but he also brought a lot of brilliance to Wei Ai.
However, there are some things that can be exchanged for more than just benefits or status.
From the first time he heard the symphony orchestra perform, Qi Mu's original intention of learning the violin was to cooperate with the orchestra. Even though he can now choose a better path and get better development, in contrast, Qi Mu hopes to continue to work with this orchestra.
After a slight sigh in his heart, the smile on Qi Mu's lips gradually disappeared, and he looked up at the screen seriously.
The whole place was silent, and everyone held their breaths, waiting for the result. Even Master Dorenza slowly suppressed his smile and stared at the screen intently.
These few seconds seem like a year to everyone present!
Until... The bar graph suddenly starts to rise!
In an instant, there was a burst of cheers from the crowd: "Great! There are only 6 negative votes!!!"
"Hahahaha, I just said, why did Xiaoqi leave the band!"
"That's right, this is the most correct result!"
No one cares about the number of "yes" votes anymore, because only 6 negative votes and 3 abstentions have silently proved how many yes votes there will be. But what made them care was that there were still people who abstained from voting? !
This is very rare in the previous meetings of Wei Ai. Wei Ai is a free and open democratic orchestra. Actively participating in every orchestra affairs is what each member is most accustomed to.
To the surprise and doubts of everyone in Wei Ai, Mr. Dorenza smiled and turned his head to look at Qi Mu, then leaned into his ear and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Qi, did you vote... abstain from voting?"
Qi Mu didn't deny it, just nodded with a smile.
Isn't the 3 full abstentions the number of votes Qi Mu has as the orchestra's lead? !
When the results of the vote came out, the depressing and depressing atmosphere was swept away, and everyone smiled and waited for Mr. Tuckerman to announce the results of the vote, and there was no more serious depression.
And when the matter of "whether to renew the contract" has been decided, all the problems are not so easily solved.
When I got the result that "Qi Mu is about to renew the contract with Wei Ai", the meeting had only been open for more than an hour, and the time was just after noon, but when everyone argued, "How long should Xiao Qi renew the contract?" When the answer came, it was already sunset and the evening was dim.
The members who got the results they wanted naturally left the conference hall very happy and excited. The members, who were very dissatisfied with the result, wanted to argue about something in a frenzy, but they couldn't save it.
When these members all left the conference hall, Qi Mu, Mr. Dorenza and Mr. Tuckerman stayed in the conference hall together to sort out the information of the entire meeting.
Mr. Tuckerman said that on the next day, he would immediately draft the renewal contract with Qi Mu and give it to Qi Mu to sign. Master Dorenza, on the other hand, relaxed and said with emotion: "Xiao Qi, it's great to be able to work with you again! I believe that what Glater is worried about will never happen, at least for now, you are me and The best chief Wei Ai has ever worked with!"
A meeting that took all day also made Qi Mu feel a little tired. What's more, the most important topic at this meeting is the issue of his whereabouts.
When the night gradually shrouded and the lanterns first came on, Qi Mu walked downstairs with his violin. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw a handsome and elegant man looking at him with a smile, and he had been waiting there for a long time.
After being stunned for a while, Qi Mu walked up with a smile and said, "Brother Chen, why are you here all of a sudden?"
"I'm your manager now, although I can't participate in Wei Ai's meeting, but waiting for you here is at least what I have to do." Chen Lingpin nodded calmly, he looked up and down at Qi Mu, stiff His shoulders suddenly loosened, and he said with certainty, "The contract has been renewed."
Qi Mu didn't hide it either. As the two walked towards the door, he said, "Yes, as you said before, the contract has been renewed. But... guess how long?"
Chen Lingpin calmly pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose and replied, "Maybe I don't have to guess this day. It's exactly the same as the number I told you this morning... isn't it?"
A gentle smile appeared on Junxiu's beautiful face, and Qi Mu nodded heavily: "It's no different from what you guessed."
Although he still looked calm and composed on the surface, after the glasses were blocked, Chen Lingpin had made no secret of his confidence and joy. Even though he doesn't have much opinion on "whether Qi Mu will stay in Wei Ai", but he knows... This young man really wants to stay.
The two of them tacitly agreed and didn't say more. The building of the Friends of Music Association in the house that Chen Lingpin rented was relatively close, so when Qi Mu said goodbye to him, he went to his apartment alone. He had just got off the subway before he could react when he heard the phone buzzing in his pocket.
Qi Mu picked it up and took a look. When his eyes touched the name on the phone, he burst into laughter.
"Min Chen, your time... pinch really right!"