Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 876 136. Who is Ma Bangde? From reflection to action!

After teaching the art exam candidates, Xu Li took Li Ang to Shu Ren.

The wind band has an extra rehearsal tonight.

"Mu Xin agreed to come."

Li An couldn't wait to tell the good news before marking the seat belt, "Lin Youyou called me just now."

Xu Li was also happy, of course. Such teachers are hard to come by. "That's great."

"Yeah." After fastening his seat belt, Li An took out his cell phone and raised his lips, "Here I come."

He thought it was a message from Mu Xin that he had passed the verification, but when he opened it, it turned out to be from Ji Yang.

The poster is beautifully made and posted, but who is this Ma Bond?

Does they have such a senior in their piano department?

Ba Wanyi: I don’t know. Who told you that?

moment.

Ji Yang sent a voice message: The students who were putting up the posters said that they had just met a very interesting senior who taught them how to put up posters and also helped them. The senior said that he was a graduate of the piano department.

Ang Lee replied in voice: Look at the person who graduated from our piano department, he is different. That person might be from our department. But I have never heard of this name. Is he very old?
Xiao Ji: They said he looked a bit old, like in his thirties, and a bit haggard. The senior brother said he would come to see the day after tomorrow.

Ang Lee: Okay, I'll take a look then. Maybe I've seen it before, but I just can't match the name.

Xiao Ji: The day after tomorrow at 4:30 in the afternoon. Teacher, what time do you want to leave? My dad will pick you up in advance.

Ang Lee: No, no, tell your dad not to worry about me. I don’t know where to start from when the time comes. Don’t worry about me either, just focus on your own things.

Xiao Ji: Hey, teacher, I’m rehearsing!

Xu Li asked: "Ji Yang has a performance the day after tomorrow afternoon."

"Yeah, they formed a small band." Li An put down his phone. "I don't know how they are doing. I'll go check it out the day after tomorrow."

Xu Li: “Is it a rock band?”

Ang Lee: "There are rock tracks, but they shouldn't be the heart-wrenching kind. There are singing and pure musical performances."

Xu Li: “Do you have a guitar?”

Li An: "That's a must."

Xu Li: "Are there any extra tickets?"

Li An laughed: "Not only do you not need a ticket, you can probably take a small gift away after listening to the show."

Xu Li: "Then I have to go and see."

Li An: "How are you leaving the day after tomorrow afternoon? If you leave from home, take me with you."

Xu Li: "It's not certain, let's contact in advance."

After a pause, he said, "It's a good time to order a car these two days. The two cars you're interested in have a surprising discount."

Li An: "Hey."

Xu Li: "Why?"

Li An: "I was confused again yesterday and wanted to look at the house first. What do you think, Sister Xu?"

Xu Li: "I think you need to think about it carefully."

The car rushed through the intersection and drove towards the scholar.

Tonight is another night worth looking forward to for Xu Li. Soon Wang Xiaohu will take the podium as conductor and officially rehearse the orchestra.

In view of Wang Xiaohu's performance yesterday afternoon, Li An expected that he would have to "teach Wang Xiaohu a lesson" tonight.

Not every member of the club has a good sense of technical skills and orchestral cooperation, or in other words, for the Shu Ren wind orchestra, these two issues are far from being discussed at present.

After listening to the rehearsals of various parts with Ang Lee yesterday afternoon, Wang Xiaohu expressed many "complaints" of this and that, which made Ang Lee very dissatisfied.

Since Zhang Miao and Wang Wenyang were also present at the time, Ang Lee gave Wang Xiaohu face.

If Wang Xiaohu continues to behave like this tonight, then Ang Lee will have to give Wang Xiaohu a warning.

As a conductor, this kind of mentality is undesirable. If you develop this mentality now, it will be very detrimental to your future development.

In response, Xu Li told Li An to just fight.

"What's wrong with Sister Xu today?"

"Christmas."

Is it necessary to have such a severe traffic jam on Christmas Day?

Li An was convinced.

Just then, Liu Zhaocheng called, "Brother An, there is a problem with the school bus, and Master Lin is trying to find a solution."

What is going on? Li An was speechless. "What else can we do? Hurry up and take a taxi."

Liu Zhaocheng: “We are on the viaduct”

Li An: "No, why are you on the elevated road for no reason?"

Liu Zhaocheng: "Master is worried about the traffic jam, how long will it take you?"

Li An looked at the endless convoy and sighed after a moment: "Master Lin is right."
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At 6:40 pm, at the entrance of Shu Ren Student Canteen, Teacher Mu led the assembled members of the wind band to the concert hall.

Wang Xiaohu walked at the back with a serious look on his face, holding the score in his hands.

The piece Tequila is not difficult, especially after several teachers deleted and modified some of its passages, it is closer to the overall level of the orchestra at this stage.

So how to better present this song on stage? He believes that he should take the initiative to assume this responsibility.

Because he is the conductor of the Shu Ren Bilingual Symphony Orchestra.

He spent the whole afternoon reflecting on yesterday.

After watching the separate rehearsal of each part with the teacher yesterday, he and the teacher raised many ideas.

He really didn't think so much about it at the time, but after communicating with Qiao Zhizhi at noon, he realized his problem.

Qiao Zhizhi said that not everyone has undergone professional and systematic training like he has.

"You can play the piano and the clarinet, learn conducting techniques from professional conductors, and learn vocal music from professional bel canto teachers."

Most of the students in the orchestra have never even taken a single professional class.

Wang Xiaohu was awakened by Qiao Zhizhi's words. Qiao Zhizhi was right. He did not have any position to demand that everyone should achieve a certain level.

At the same time, he also realized that he had no experience in conducting an orchestra, so after reflection, he felt that his thoughts yesterday were too selfish.

Although his intentions were correct, he hoped that the show could be performed perfectly on stage.

Reflection made him realize the error of his thinking and made him re-evaluate the current situation.

This is the current level of the orchestra and there is no way to change it in the short term.

Since the objective conditions cannot be changed, how should he make adjustments?

If it is impossible to complete the task as originally planned, the next best thing he should give up is speed.

Using a slower speed allows more musicians to improve the completion of the score, thereby stabilizing the overall quality of the music.

When the quality of the music can be guaranteed to a certain extent, then make some emotional changes.

The teacher said that if the composer made two identical sentences appear in succession, but you play them exactly the same, then you have to reflect on yourself.

Teacher Qin also gave him a similar example. When repeated passages appear, a warning light must light up in front of the conductor's eyes.

"oops!"

"Get up, I'm going!"

Wang Xiaohu was so focused on the music score that he didn't notice that the team had stopped and bumped into the girl in front of him. "I'm sorry!" Wang Xiaohu quickly closed the music score and asked.

The girl who was hit shook her head and said it was okay, and smiled at Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu felt a little embarrassed because of laughing. At this time, Qiao Zhizhi ran from the front of the team and brought news about Teacher Li.

"Teacher Li called Teacher Mu and told us to go in and do the sound check first."

Wang Xiaohu: "Ah? Who is right?"

Qiao Zhizhi: "You, Teacher Mu asked you to go over."

Wang Xiaohu took a deep breath, nodded, and strode towards the front of the team.

Teacher Mu: "Xiao Hu, I'll leave it to you in a bit. The school bus had a problem. Teacher Liang and the others will be late. Teacher Li is stuck in traffic on the way."

Wang Xiaohu understood, "Teacher Mu, let's go in and start."
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Wang Xiaohu had no experience in group tuning, but luckily he had a tuner in his pocket.

As soon as he entered the concert hall, he went on stage first while everyone was setting up their instruments.

With the assistance of Teacher Mu and Qiao Zhizhi, he arranged the seats for each part and then checked each music stand.

As the professional teachers from each department had not arrived, the children who had packed their musical instruments were a little confused.

"What are you all standing there for? Put your instruments away and come up quickly." Teacher Mu looked anxious.

Wang Xiaohu also clapped his hands: "Sit according to the seats we arranged yesterday, pay attention to safety when the price is raised."

As the musicians walked onto the stage, led by several vocalists, everyone soon found their seats and sat down.

After they sat down, everyone started chattering again. Wang Xiaohu walked to the podium and said, "Each section chief should manage the discipline of each section."

Several low-voiced ministers stood up to maintain discipline, and within a few seconds, the stage became quiet.

At this time, another child from the clarinet section was chatting and laughing with the child next to him. Teacher Mu was about to speak when the principal clarinetist Lin Ziyang stood up again and shouted, "Ruan Dongpeng, if you continue to talk, you will not be allowed to participate. Teacher Wang said yesterday that anyone who does not abide by the rehearsal rules will be disqualified from performing."

Sometimes children are not afraid of adults, but are afraid of children who are older than them, especially when the teacher is not around. Older students have this kind of "pressure" on younger students.

Although Lin Ziyang also liked to make trouble before, after the performance at the Cultural Week, he now strictly abides by the band's discipline.

It's not just Lin Ziyang. Many old students had this idea after the event. They like the current wind band, and anyone who disrupts the band's discipline is their enemy.

Following Lin Ziyang, several senior students called out to the freshmen and junior students, and suddenly the entire stage fell silent.

Teacher Mu watched the whole process and thought that the kids in the wind band led by Li Ang were really good.

Wang Xiaohu waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's start tuning, starting with the clarinet part."
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ten minutes later.

Wang Xiaohu waved his hand again, and the stage became quiet again.

Facing everyone's gazes, although he was anxious in his heart, he remained extremely calm on the surface.

He had imagined countless times what it would be like when he stepped onto the official podium for the first time, but now that he was standing on the podium, he had long forgotten those fantasies.

He is very anxious at the moment.

It is completely different from the last time when we rehearsed for everyone. Last time, only each voice leader participated in the rehearsal, but today we rehearse for everyone together.

It’s difficult. It’s really difficult.

Take the flute part for example. After his adjustment, the la note played by each person can obviously hover around the A displayed on the muffler. However, if the entire part plays la together, various sound waves will conflict with each other, which is extremely harsh.

When all the parts are added together, it's almost unbearable to listen to.

If he can hear it, then naturally everyone present can hear it.

Obviously by this point most people know that their pitch is not right.

Teacher Mu also had a headache because he didn't know much about wind instruments. After seeing what Wang Xiaohu had just done, he could only say that if he let him do it, the effect of the tuning would only be worse.

"Teacher Mu, what time is it now?" Wang Xiaohu asked.

Teacher Mu glanced at his phone: "Seven five."

Wang Xiaohu made up his mind that he couldn't waste any more time on the music.

If it were yesterday, he would have to align everyone's notes before moving on to the next step, but today he gave up.

And he realized once again that the last time he was able to get several voice leaders to tune in a very short time it was not because he was so good, but because of everyone's level.

"Come on, let's practice the split beats first, starting with the introduction. Please pay attention to the saxophone part."

As Wang Xiaohu was talking, a child suddenly raised his hand and said, "I left my music score in the literacy class."

"Who else forgot their music score in the classroom?" Qiao Zhizhi asked everyone directly.

Six people raised their hands. Qiao Zhizhi then turned to Teacher Mu and said, "Teacher Mu, do you have the key? I'll go get it."

Teacher Mu: "I'll go, you stay here and help everyone rehearse."

Wang Xiaohu clapped his hands upon hearing the sound, calling everyone's attention back: "Pay attention to the saxophone section. You are the rhythm section in the introduction. Try to pronounce each note as clearly as possible. Listen to the percussion drums first, and then go straight into the side toms after four bars."

The side tom drummer nodded.

"Come on, prepare for the first eight measures."

All the young saxophone players set up their instruments. Wang Xiaohu did not rush to start, but emphasized the rhythm and speed again:

"Da, da, da, Sora-da-da, da-da-da!"

“This speed is fine.”

He raised his hands and said, "Four, ready."

With his right arm suspended in the air, his right hand moved up and down, left and right, in a final beautiful upward arc. The moment it fell, the principal saxophone player blew the re note first.

Soon after, other young saxophone players followed suit.

"stop."

Wang Xiaohu closed his hands and said, "Let's do it again. This time, pay attention to your breathing. I hope everyone can follow me and breathe together when I raise my hands for the last time, and then go in."

Everyone nodded.

Wang Xiaohu looked around and raised his right arm again.

Down—left—right—up.

With his final movement, everyone looked at his facial expression and took a breath with him.

The next second, a neat and loud re sound rose from above the saxophone part.

It’s much better, at least it’s neat, Wang Xiaohu thought to himself. It would be even better if the volume could be controlled a little bit.

But this time he did not interrupt. It was already very good that everyone could do this. The most important thing at the moment was that he wanted everyone to play the song first.

In this way, everyone can have a preliminary understanding of the ensemble framework of this piece of music, and this preliminary understanding is the most important in his opinion.

A good beginning is half the success. Similarly, every member heard the "amazing" beginning of the saxophone, which was enough to boost everyone's confidence in their success.

The orchestra slowly moved the music forward. Qiao Zhizhi watched from the side, glancing towards the conductor's podium from time to time.

Every time she looked at Wang Xiaohu, he was staring intently at a certain area of ​​the orchestra with an encouraging smile on his face.

She just felt that everything on the stage at that moment was so great, and she hated that she couldn't play the music so that she could join in this interesting rehearsal.
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"Oh?"

In the parking lot, Li An got out of the car quickly while listening to his phone. He waited for Xu Li to get out of the driver's seat, and the two of them quickly headed towards the concert hall.

On the phone, Teacher Mu was retelling everything that had just happened on the stage.

Ang Lee was a little surprised.

He quickened his pace unconsciously, not noticing that Xu Li beside him was almost unable to keep up.

Suddenly, Li An stopped and changed direction: "This way."

Xu Li took a deep breath and followed Li Ang towards the back door of the concert hall.