Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 878 138. Full score debut! Recognition from the boss

Not exploding is a full score?

This~
For the saxophone section, this is just like having a mouth, but isn't this going back to the beginning?
Qiao Zhizhi didn't understand what Wang Xiaohu was up to, but she had an inexplicable anticipation for this time.

At this moment, Wang Xiaohu spoke again.

Passing all the parts, his eyes fell on the far left of the last row of percussion parts, the most inconspicuous corner of the scene.

Sitting in the corner was Xu Weihan, playing the side bronze drum.

"Xu Weihan, we don't need to look at the score for the introduction, right?"

In an instant, everyone turned around and focused their eyes on Xu Weihan's face.

Xu Weihan nodded towards the podium and answered confidently, "I memorized it a long time ago."

"Okay." Everyone's eyes returned to Wang Xiaohu. "Let's start from the fourth bar. You don't need to look at the score. Just look at my left hand. Every time my left hand rises a little higher, you should make a little more movement. Okay?"

"Ok." Xu Weihan turned the drumstick in his hand and sat up straight.

"Everyone." Wang Xiaohu raised his hands and looked around, then made sure everyone was looking at him. He nodded, "Four beats, ready."

Down—left—right—up, breathe, the saxophone part plays the beginning in unison again.

The music starts, and the dynamic beat is clear under the stage lights.

The saxophone members each played the first two measures without any explosive sounds, and then safely entered the third measure. Except for the slightly louder sound, the stability of the music was much better than the previous two times.

After hearing this, Wang Xiaohu felt more confident.

"Very good, keep up this pace."

Wang Xiaohu waved his right hand and gave loud instructions, while his eyes fell on Xu Weihan.

The two looked at each other from a distance. When the music reached the fourth beat of the third bar, Wang Xiaohu nodded slightly, and at the moment of nodding he pressed his left hand to the lowest part of his body.

The lowest meant that he needed Xu Wei Han to enter with the lowest volume, and Xu Wei Han did not disappoint him. Xu Wei Han's arms holding the drumsticks swung up and down, and continuous eighth note drum beats quietly appeared in the rhythm composed by the saxophone part. The two rhythms of different textures were creating a mysterious atmosphere with subtle differences in strength.

At once, everyone on the stage noticed the difference this time. They couldn’t tell what was different, they just felt that the music now gave them a feeling as if a thief was looming.

"This kid has learned to play drums before, right?" Zheng Haitao asked Zhang Miao.

Zhang Miao replied: "I learned to play drums for three years."

Zheng Haitao: "That's what I said, it's really stable. Oh, that's not right, has that kid also learned to play the drums?"

Zhang Miao: "You are talking about Huang Zewen. Huang Zewen has also learned a little, but it's better than not having learned it at all."

Zheng Haitao: "Then why don't you let Xu Weihan play the drums?"

Zhang Miao: "The most difficult part of the percussion section of this piece is not the drum set, but the side drum."

Zheng Haitao: "No way, I can play that drum sheet. There are only eighth notes on the whole page. It's not difficult."

Li An couldn't help but said: "Haitao, you should also improve your professional skills. What kind of question are you asking? Yes, the whole song has only one rhythm, which is the eighth note. Go and try it."

Zheng Haitao touched his nose and said, "I just don't understand."

Zhang Miao smiled and said, "Let me put it this way. There are only three instruments in the percussion section of our version of the score. In theory, no matter which part it is, there should be no rhythm problems. But if there is only one instrument whose part cannot go wrong, it must be the side bronze drum."

"The side drum is the cornerstone of this piece. The rhythm of the drum set must follow it. If it is a little faster or slower, the whole percussion section will be messed up. If the percussion section is messed up, the wind section will have trouble playing."

After a pause, he said, "To give an example that may not be appropriate, the stability required for the continuous eighth note rhythm of the side bronze drum is as important as the stability required for playing scales on the piano."

Lee Ang: “Very appropriate.”

Upon hearing this, Liang Yudan couldn't help but stand up and look behind the curtain. She couldn't see the percussion part from where she had just sat.

Just with this exploration, she and Qiao Zhizhi had a soul-to-soul look.

Qiao Zhizhi: “!”

Liang Yudan: "Shh!"

At this moment, Wang Xiaohu raised his left hand another ten centimeters.

Then, the drumbeats from the back of the stage became three degrees heavier.

The two rhythms in the music also began to confront each other. You don't let me, I don't let you, and they are intertwined with each other, and the mood of the music gradually becomes tense.

When the music reached the twelfth bar, Wang Xiaohu looked towards the clarinet part, and his waving right hand paused slightly in the air.

The sound of the flute "咻咻咻咻" also joined in the competition of the introductory rhythm. Seeing that the sound of the side bronze drum was at a disadvantage, Wang Xiaohu was not in a hurry.

After maintaining this sound effect for two bars, his left hand suddenly rose to the side of his face.

Unlike the previous two times when he raised his hands gently, this time his movements were very forceful.

Xu Weihan also understood his intention and increased the force of swinging the drumstick while controlling himself not to speed up.

Suddenly the atmosphere on the stage became more tense.

At this point, a sense of grandeur was already permeating the music, as if all it lacked was a loud horn.

The music is about to enter the eighteenth bar, and Wang Xiaohu swings his right hand towards the trumpet part.

"Woo——"

Four trumpets and one trumpet were raised at the same time. Although only one person could keep the rhythm accurately, it was no longer important at this moment. The most important thing now was the emotion and atmosphere.

Four trumpets sounded like war horns. Two measures later, Wang Xiaohu's right hand swung to the second part of the trumpet again.

At this time, all the trumpet sections joined in, and under the illumination of colorful harmonies, the wind section burst out with the most powerful movement of the night!

Just before all the wind instruments launched their final charge towards the end of the introduction, Wang Xiaohu's left arm drew an even more powerful arc, and Xu Weihan's long-accumulated emotions were all released on the drum skin in an instant.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

The side bronze drums, one louder than the other, finally burst into a roar that resounded through the sky, and then all the wind instruments sounded together!
At this moment, every young musician's eyes were not on Wang Xiaohu's hands. At this moment, they didn't need to understand the meaning behind each of Wang Xiaohu's gestures. They all had the same voice in their hearts, watching the amplitude of Wang Xiaohu's movements.

They felt as if they had returned to the echo under the starry sky. They became little stars again, and Wang Xiaohu became the big tree again, guiding their "applause."

As long as Wang Xiaohu's body moves up and down more, they will feel stronger. Once they see Wang Xiaohu's movements restrained, they will immediately control it as much as possible.

It is this slight bit of control that makes the relationship between the sounds of percussion and wind instruments subtle again.

As Qiao Zhizhi listened to the music and looked at the scene in front of her, she felt a sense of pride in her heart. This was their Book People's Orchestra!
awesome.

The chemical reaction between the young conductor and the young orchestra at this moment really surprised the teachers backstage.

Or perhaps the teachers didn't have a clear expectation in the first place, because tonight was the first stage rehearsal.

The only thing that Ang Lee and Miao Zhang anticipated was that this year's work would have to rely on percussion instruments to support the scene, and now it is just as they expected.

Xu Weihan, who was assigned to the most important part by Zhang Miao, supported the entire wind orchestra by himself. Not only that, Xu Weihan also boosted the morale of the entire wind orchestra.

However, all this is inseparable from the music plan designed by Wang Xiaohu and the temporary conduct on the spot.

Finally, the motivational responses of wind instruments and percussion instruments finally reached the most harmonious balance under Wang Xiaohu's arrangement.

The teachers are proud of the children in their respective voice sections and also proud of their Shu Ren Wind Band.

"very nice."

Xu Hongxin lamented that Ashin, who had led many school orchestras in rehearsal, had never had such a feeling. He hoped that this still young orchestra would step onto a bigger stage in the future.

Li An nodded, "Yes."

It was as if it had been baptized by a storm. When Wang Xiaohu clenched his fists in front of his chest, a magical scene appeared. Everyone stopped in an orderly manner and the stage suddenly cleared up after the rain.

No one continued to play, it was like a professional orchestra completing a performance of an epic work.

There was silence for a moment.

Wang Xiaohu's fists were still in front of his chest, and none of the young musicians put down their instruments.

Three seconds later, Wang Xiaohu calmed his beating heart, and as he put down his hands, the young musicians put down their instruments.

In any case, this scene made Wang Xiaohu feel very happy. He felt that he had received the "respect" that he did not deserve.

"Wow!"

Just then, a solitary applause broke out from the audience.

"You guys are awesome!" Teacher Mu's voice echoed throughout the hall. Finally, the children on the stage also laughed out loud as if they were relieved of the pressure.

They had a great time just now, just like the last time they performed in the music college auditorium.

Wang Xiaohu wiped his forehead again. It was not easy. He tried three times, but fortunately he finally succeeded.

"Hmm?" Seeing Qiao Zhizhi suddenly come over and wink, Wang Xiaohu leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Zhizhi leaned closer and whispered something, and Hu Zhi's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly looked towards the backstage exit.

Oh my god, all the teachers are here! ?

"Teacher Wong!"

"Teacher Zhang!"

"Teacher Xu!"

"Teacher Liang!"

"Teacher Liu!"

Li Ang and his companions suddenly caused the stage to "riot" again. Wang Xiaohu wanted to run over, but suddenly felt very embarrassed.

"Okay, okay," Xu Hongxin shouted, "Five minutes of intermission. If you want to go to the toilet, go to the toilet. If you want to drink water, drink water. Don't run around."

The teachers went to their respective parts. Li An walked to the podium and said to Wang Xiaohu, "Not bad."

Hehe, he originally thought that he was quite good, but after being praised by the teacher, Wang Xiaohu felt that his performance was not so good.

"Hello teacher, hello Teacher Xu." Qiao Zhizhi came up to greet them.

Xu Li said to Qiao Zhizhi, "Thank you for your hard work. Next time, let them go back and get the music score themselves."

Qiao Zhizhi smiled and said it was okay, and said crisply: "I can't help with anything else. I can only run errands for everyone."

Li An: "Zhizhi, you will be responsible for the music work from now on."

Qiao Zhizhi: "Okay! Teacher, I'll go to the bathroom too. See you later, Teacher Xu!"

Xu Li: "Go quickly."

After Qiao Zhizhi left, Wang Xiaohu asked Li An in a rather coquettish manner: "Teacher, when did you come? I didn't know at all."

Li An: "That's early. I came when I watched it for the first time."

Wang Xiaohu couldn't help but grin: "That's right."

Li An smiled and said, "Yes, I watched Wang Zhi's wonderful operation throughout the whole process."

Wang Xiaohu was so scared that he waved his hands: "No, no, it's all thanks to everyone's good practice in class."

Li An: "Don't be modest. Every teacher has seen your performance today. I am very satisfied."

Mom, the teacher is so serious.
Wang Xiaohu suddenly found that he couldn't bear this kind of affirmation from the teacher. He swallowed and changed the subject: "Teacher, can I tell you my idea?"

"Yeah, I was just about to talk to you about this," Li An nodded, "Go ahead."

Wang Xiaohu paused and said sincerely, "Teacher, I really overlooked that everyone has no experience in orchestra rehearsal, and I myself have never actually conducted an orchestra. My idea yesterday was wrong."

Li An blinked and said, "I realize it."

Wang Xiaohu: "Well, so I have been thinking about how to make this piece more complete under the current circumstances this afternoon. I don't know if I am thinking too simply. If there is anything wrong, please tell me directly."

Li An: "Don't worry, just speak up."

Wang Xiaohu: "My idea is to give up speed. Just now when everyone was not in sync, I thought we could speed up later, but now it seems that we don't have enough time."

Ang Lee: "That's right."

Wang Xiaohu: "If we give up the pursuit of speed, we will have more energy to polish the score and try our best to make every member of the voice play well, so that the overall effect in the end will not be bad."

Lee Ang: “Because it’s complete.”

Wang Xiaohu: "Yes, yes, that's what I mean, teacher. On the premise of maintaining the quality of the music, if there is still time, we can do some emotional processing. I believe everyone can still make some changes."

Li An: "Okay, then let's do it according to your idea."

Wang Xiaohu was stunned, "No, teacher, I'm just telling you what I think."

Li An smiled: "I know, I understand, I think it makes sense, then you can arrange it."

Wang Xiaohu was stunned: "Teacher, you don't mean?"

Ang Lee no longer paid any attention to Wang Xiaohu, turned around and clapped his hands: "The second half of the rehearsal begins."

The scene became restless again, and the children ran towards the stage.

Li An took advantage of the chaos and whispered in Wang Xiaohu's ear, "I'll leave the rehearsal of this show to you. Teacher Zhang and Teacher Liu will help you maintain discipline."

Wang Xiaohu didn't know why. He should have jumped for joy, or felt tremendous pressure, but he only felt touched at the moment.

Before he could speak, he heard the teacher say, "It's okay if the pitch is correct. You can ask everyone to play a standard pitch again to lower the overall volume."

Wang Xiaohu: “!!!”

He remembered!!!
Li An: "Go ahead."

After saying that, Ang Lee walked off the stage. Xu Li didn't say a word and followed Ang Lee off the stage.

After walking off the stage, Xu Li spoke up, "Don't waste the children's time."

Li Ang smiled and said, "His idea is similar to mine. Considering the rehearsal situation just now, I think the children may be more convinced by their conductor."

Xu Li didn't say anything after hearing this. What else was there to say? Maybe Li Ang really thought so. It didn't matter. Just listen to Li Ang.

She listened carefully and observed her son's entire rehearsal, including the last words he said to Ang Lee. Throughout the whole process, she once again saw her son's progress, not just professional progress.

After the campus cultural exhibition week and the performance at the Red Building Concert Hall, she could see her son's rapid growth with her own eyes, and she really should express her sincere gratitude to Ang Lee here.

But some things were said over and over again, and she felt they were meaningless.

"Let's get together tonight." Xu Li suggested, "Everyone has been very busy recently."

Li An: "Did you guys agree on this?"

Xu Li: “Ah?”

Li An: "Haitao told me in the afternoon that we should have dinner together after dinner."

Xu Li: "I'll treat everyone."

Li An: "Okay, I'll take advantage of the boss today."

Xu Li: "No one would shirk responsibility like you do."

Li An sighed: "Okay, then I'll treat you."

Xu Li smiled: "Listen to the boss."

The second half of the rehearsal began, and Ang Lee asked Zhang Miao and Liu Zhaocheng to go on stage as well.

He went to talk to Teacher Mu for a while, and then asked Teacher Mu to go back and rest. "I will lock the door in a while, you go back and rest."

Teacher Mu was not polite. He really couldn't bear it any longer. "Teacher Li, you are busy. If you have anything, please feel free to contact me."

Li An: "Go slowly on the road."

After seeing off Teacher Mu, Li An returned to the audience, where several people were already discussing what to eat.

"No one should be polite today." Li An said, "Where do you want to go? Leave directly in a moment."

Xu Hongxin: "Then I have to thank the boss."

After being called "boss" several times in a row, Ang Lee actually felt a little bit lifted.

Sit down quickly.

Sitting down and taking out his cell phone, Li An saw the message on the screen and swiped it without reacting.

Huh?
Mu Xin: Hello, boss!