The news that the New York Philharmonic is going to perform has already reached the ears of countless classical music lovers when it was promoted at the Ocean Music Festival, and now it is actually recruiting a violinist temporarily, which makes many musicians. Fans go crazy.
Many amateur violinists near Hong Kong City did not have time to attend the festival due to other affairs. Since they heard about this event, they have asked for leave and skipped classes, and they have flocked to the venue in large numbers. Therefore, when Qi Mu arrived at the registration venue for the recruitment competition the next morning, he was also taken aback by the sight of the crowd.
The small square was already crowded with people. Most of them were young people who were carrying piano cases and wearing light clothes, and there were also some younger children who came here under the leadership of their parents and actively participated in the registration.
Among this group of people, a handsome young man with a piano case seemed to be able to give people a few more glances, but soon they were thrown into the tense registration atmosphere and couldn't help themselves.
Probably did not expect that there would be so many people signing up. It was not until 9:00 in the morning that all the registration procedures were completed. Qi Mu arrived after seven o'clock, how did he know that there would be so many people waiting in line at four or five o'clock, so the serial number he received was already the last dozens.
This is not good news.
This means that the judges of the jury will listen to his repertoire after listening to the tunes of hundreds of contestants. No matter how beautiful and beautiful the sound of the piano is, it will make people feel bored after listening to it for a whole day, unless it has really reached the realm of excellence.
"I shouldn't have listened to every song." Seemingly thinking of what Qi Mu was thinking about, Min Chen pulled down his sunglasses a little, glanced at the surrounding scene, and said calmly, "A lot of amateur music. The strength of the hand is really low, and it should only be possible to make an intuitive judgment by listening to a few pieces of music.”
Min Chen was right. After all, it was just a music festival, and most of the tourists who came to participate were amateurs. New Love only announced the recruitment competition yesterday. Even if some more professional musicians wanted to participate, they would have to book air tickets to fly over from all over the world, and it was too late.
Therefore, more than 90% of the contestants present today are musicians of average level, and even more than 99% of the participants have no experience of playing with an orchestra in the past.
The youth's light-colored eyes stayed on a crying little girl for a while, then he nodded with a smile, and said, "Well, I know. However, more than 200 people have signed up... I don't know when this game will be played. ."
In fact, it exceeded Qi Mu's expectations. The recruiting competition had already been screened for more than half of the contestants within three hours.
New Love's way of judging is also very cruel. The jury will give the musicians two results of "go" or "stay" on the spot. If it is a musician who gets the result of "staying", he will wait for the final round of selection, and the one who gets the result of "going" will naturally be eliminated directly.
So after the competition of more than 100 people, only two or three people got the result of "staying", and the others were eliminated angrily.
Except for one Asian, the two or three were all blond and blue-eyed Europeans and Americans. Although Qi Mu had never heard their performances, it could be seen from the thick calluses on their fingertips that they were even amateurs. , the level of these three musicians should also be very good.
When the contestants perform the music, they enter the stage directly. No one knew what kind of people were waiting for them in that concert hall, and when some musicians came out, their eyes were red, as if they had suffered a serious crime.
"Mr. Swell... doesn't seem to be a serious person?" Qi Mu looked at another little girl with red eyes, her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and sighed: "It seems that it's the 187th turn. ."
While waiting for their serial number to be called, Qi Mu and Min Chen first went shopping, but were surprised to find that most of the tourists seemed to be concentrated in the competition square of New Love, and the rest of the place was sparsely populated. And when they returned to the field, hundreds of people had passed.
After hearing Qi Mu's words, Min Chen raised his eyes and looked at the little girl who came out of the concert hall crying. I saw this little girl with blond hair sucking her little red nose and rushing into her mother's arms all of a sudden, crying and laughing, very strange.
Min Chen pursed his thin lips slightly, and said in a low voice, "Do you know Alan Swell?"
Qi Mu's heart tightened, and then he quickly shook his head and explained, "I... have seen his airport conductor. His command style is very gentle and delicate. I don't think he is too serious."
Music is the bridge between human nature and the outside world. Qi Mu has always believed that a person who can play beautiful music will never be a vicious person. Just like when he recommended Luo Yusen to Mr. Evra before, Mr. Evra once said to him: "Lu, Luo's music style I don't really like, it's too narrow. You should be able to hear it, right? ?"
It was not until after seeing the real Luo Yusen that Qi Mu understood the meaning of Mr. Evra's words.
Luo Yusen is narrow-minded and does not have a bright and broad mind, so naturally he will not be able to play truly vivid music.
After listening to Qi Mu's explanation, Min Chen still frowned, but didn't ask any more questions. He looked at the young people in the square who were excitedly chatting with their companions, and a dark color flashed in his deep eyes. After a long time, he said, "Compared to many people, Alan has a good temper. At least he made a mistake in rehearsal. At times, he won't be so angry that he scolds the musicians until he bursts into tears."
Hearing this, Qi Mu was stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously, "...Then you will?"
Min Chen: "..."
The man's handsome face immediately showed a serious look, he shook his head seriously, and said in a serious tone: "I'm very kind."
Qi Mu: "..."
How do you feel that when you say this, the expression on your face doesn't mean that at all
At this time, Daniel, who was far away in Berlin, suddenly sneezed a lot, and the Boss Kedori, who was leading the rehearsal of the orchestra, was stunned for a moment, and then said with a gentle smile: "Daniel, you dare to sneer without the conductor. Sneezing? If that's to let Auston know that you dare to make noise while the band is playing, then you're going to…”
When he said this, the chestnut-haired chief paused for a moment, and then showed a gentle smile: "According to Auston's original words, that is- 'Please get out of my rehearsal room mellow and make you bad It's just a god-given joke'."
As soon as Kedoori finished speaking, the always serious Bai Ai musicians in the audience burst into laughter.
Seemingly in a good mood, Kodori turned his face and said solemnly: "How dare you laugh?" He deliberately turned cold when he said this, imitating the usual expression of a certain chief conductor, but unfortunately this imitation was completely The three-point essence of Min Chen's iceberg aura could not be imitated, but it made the musicians in the audience laugh more happily.
The deputy chief smiled and raised his hand and asked, "Kedori, if we don't laugh, is it okay to cry?"
Kodori was even more happy when he heard the words. He shook his head grimly and said, "Have you forgotten what Commander Auston said when Mary was trained to cry before?" Give me your tears and snot. Go in the stomach, don't drip on your cello'!"
... So, a certain conductor is right, he never trains musicians to cry, only makes them dare not even make a sound when they sniff.
As a qualified gentleman, Min Chen has never done anything that would detract from a gentleman's demeanor. Even if his tongue-in-cheek skill has been practiced to full level, he can still look flat, without even giving you a glimpse of the corner of the eye, which will make you feel ashamed. , and you can't even find an insulting word.
As for this, Qi Mu also heard from others in the future. In his eyes, there has never been such a serious and terrifying chief commander of Bai Ai. There is only a man who seems a little naive and a little awkward.
After all, it is late autumn, even if the port city is located on the edge of the tropics, the sun is not so bright by 4 o'clock in the afternoon. The setting sun slowly and slowly rendered magnificent and splendid colors in the western sky, and at this time, Qi Mu finally heard his serial number.
When he entered the concert hall, he just stood firm on the stage, and he saw Mr. Alan Swell sitting among the five judges at a glance.
This is a conductor with a good temper. In the Danube Forum, which Qi Mu often goes to, a vote was held. Based on the conductors of the recognized world-class orchestras, everyone was asked to select the conductor with the mildest temper.
In that vote, Alan Swell's name hung high in the first place, nearly half the votes away from Mr. Toronto, who came in second. As for who are you asking the bottom three? It's risky to say this, and it's better to keep it a secret.
It was rare to see an Asian young man. Mr. Swell looked at Qi Mu with his gentle eyes. Finally, he smiled and said, "It seems familiar, you are number 216... Qi Mu, right? ?" As he spoke, he flipped through the registration materials in his hand, then raised his head to look at Qi Mu, and said, "I remember you, you worked with Evra's orchestra in Vienna eight years ago."
Qi Mu was also stunned when he heard the words, his delicate eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't believe it.
Before he could come back to his senses, several judges on the side said with a smile in English: "Ellen, you just comforted that little girl until everyone was crying and looking for her mother, and now you still want this beautiful boy to also Are you crying?"
"Okay, Allen, put away your sinful smile, or else people will say to you again, 'You are such a good person', and then leave crying."
Qi Mu: "..."
He finally understood why the crying and laughing musicians had such weird expressions. Gentle enough to make one want to cry, it's... kind of extreme.
Mr. Swell smiled helplessly, then waved his hand, looked at Qi Mu and said, "You should understand English, Qi Mu. I'm very happy to hear you play again. What song are you going to play today? ?"
Qi Mu bowed earnestly, then smiled politely and said: "Hello Mr. Swell, I did collaborate with the Vienna Symphony Orchestra eight years ago, and the song I want to perform today is Mahler's "Youth" The Magic Horn"."
As soon as Qi Mu finished speaking, the other judges present were all stunned.
Everyone knew that New Love was looking for a principal who played Sibelius' First Symphony, so most people would choose Sibelius's music as the competition item. It's not that no one chose other songs, but Qi Mu was the first to choose Mahler's songs.
This made a female judge couldn't help looking at Swell, and asked in a low voice, "Alan, did you open the back door for the good-looking little boy?"
Swell: "..."
Qi Mu: "..."