At noon, Chang Yue went to invite his senior brother, two cellists and a timpanist to eat French food. Cheng Xiaoyu and Wu Fan did not go and settled the matter in the cafeteria.

When Chang Yue returned to his dormitory at noon, he borrowed a piano room from the orchestral department through his senior relationship. The environment of the professional piano room in the orchestral department was much better than the mixed piano room.

Cheng Xiaoyu helped Chang Yue contact the girls in Duanmu Linsha's dormitory, and Chang Yue himself called Liu Kunmiao and Jiang Zhongzhi.

After making an appointment to meet at the Conservatory of Music, Chang Yue took the keys, Cheng Xiaoyu and Wu Fan and headed towards the Conservatory of Music.

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but sigh when he entered the piano room. The piano was actually a Steinway. The room was spacious and bright and had brown wooden floors. There were many chairs in the room, and Chang Yue organized people to help the timpanist move the drums.

When everyone arrived, Cheng Xiaoyu took a look at their current arrangement, which consisted of six violins, two cellos, a piano, a timpanist, and Cheng Xiaoyu's acoustic guitar. It was not even a small orchestra.

Before entering college, the freshmen rarely participated in ensembles, so they had no idea about the rehearsal process. Fortunately, the cellist and timpanist were both old students. They told Cheng Xiaoyu with a black line that they should go through the process first, play it once, and then work out the details.

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Since there was no conductor, the timing of entry was all determined by oneself. A group of rookies hurriedly entered the stage and stumbled out of the performance for the first time. The result was of course disastrous, and even the melody of the song could not be expressed.

And after listening to it for the first time, Cheng Xiaoyu felt something was wrong, as if he had overlooked something.

When he walked through it for the second time, he discovered that he had forgotten how many French horns were needed for the music. Although there were only a few notes that needed to be played, they were indispensable.

He felt a pain in his balls, but it wasn't too troublesome, provided he could find help from a copper pipe professional.

It became much smoother after the third time. After all, they were all professional students who could be admitted to the theater. Although there was no conductor, they all knew to follow the rhythm of the timpani. Now the melody was harmonious and smooth, and everyone immediately had ears to listen to it.

The feeling of being pregnant. Because the melody is so beautiful, and the waves are higher than the waves. It is completely different from the boring and boring performance of classical music.

In fact, the difficulty of playing is not very high, the important thing is the rhythm. Huang Manni and Wu Fan still often get the entry and exit points wrong on several violins. Chang Yue's violin playing skills can only be said to be above the standard.

It's not outstanding, but fortunately the difficulty of the song is not that high.

In the first few times of playing, Cheng Xiaoyu was embarrassed to point out everyone's mistakes he heard, but because during the performance, the musicians could almost only hear themselves and nearby sounds, it was difficult to realize their own mistakes.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't know how good his ears were. Later he found that others still hadn't improved, so he could only stand up and tell everyone who made the mistake where they made the mistake, and told them the time when they should make the mistake.

The few people who had been pointed out the error walked through it with puzzled faces, and the effect was indeed much better. Then it was logical that Cheng Xiaoyu stepped forward to help everyone with the details.

Because there are no human voices in the performance of the music, and there are no lyrics, the expression of emotions is mainly accomplished through changes in speed and intensity. In places that need to be slowed down and speeded up, what kind of acceleration should be used to slow down and speed up?

Logically speaking, this should be told by the conductor to all the musicians, but in the absence of a conductor, they have to rely on their own understanding of the music. Obviously, the person with the deepest understanding of the music here is Cheng Xiaoyu.

So after each rehearsal, Cheng Xiaoyu began to summarize the mistakes made in this rehearsal, and his tone was quite gentle, so the atmosphere was still very harmonious.

Fortunately, this is not a symphony orchestra and the number of people is not large. In a real symphony orchestra rehearsal, the conductor will single out anyone who makes mistakes for a long time, which is also quite hurtful to one's self-esteem.

After the performance got better and better and everyone discovered the joy of concerto, everyone looked at Cheng Xiaoyu differently at this time. Everyone felt that they could finish the performance once.

Not to mention that Cheng Xiaoyu can write such a passionate and beautiful melody. The arrangement is also very perfect. Huang Manni and Qi Yiwen finally understood why Duanmu Linsha looked at Cheng Xiaoyu in a different light, and looked at Cheng Xiaoyu who was carrying a guitar with complicated expressions.

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Rehearsing such a piece of music made everyone feel extremely happy. When senior cellists Liu Yang and Li Zhaohua and timpanist Ling Yun learned that this was Cheng Xiaoyu's work, they even shook hands with Cheng Xiaoyu and said they were honored to play it.

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As the rehearsal progressed, everyone felt more and more how powerful Cheng Xiaoyu was. In addition to playing by themselves, they also had to carefully observe other people's performances. Not only did they not make mistakes, but they could also accurately tell whose free extended notes were not in place, too long or too long.

Too short.

Chang Yue finally couldn't help but said, "I really didn't believe there were geniuses in this world before. Now I believe it."

When Duanmu Linsha heard this, she felt a little elated and her expression was very happy, but some uneasiness was surging in her heart.

When a group of people were sweating profusely after practicing for a long time and stopped to rest, Cheng Xiaoyu and Chang Yue went to the bathroom.

After taking a shower, while washing his hands, a handsome boy came in. Cheng Xiaoyu felt familiar at first glance. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he was the boy he had seen in the morning.

He heard the boy say to the man in the shirt next to him, "The one in the junior row is "Violin Concerto No. 5". The "Violin Concerto in D Major" written by Lao Chai in our row is even more difficult than them. Tragic freshman

, then you won’t be tortured into crying?”

The man in the shirt next to him said, "It doesn't matter if you're a freshman or a novice, isn't this how they all come here? I'm afraid the juniors will be a little embarrassed this year."

"That's not necessarily true. Our violin major was not abused last year." The handsome guy said with a little pride while lifting his pants.

"Tch, that's not because of Pei Yanchen! I was there during the exam this year. There is nothing particularly outstanding in the violin department."

"It's okay to be abused in the freshman year, but we are abused every day! Teacher Xu, you have to tell Pei Yanchen how to do what you want." The man in the shirt also pulled up his pants and walked towards the sink.

Cheng Xiaoyu turned off the faucet and walked out of the bathroom.

"Aren't you chasing her?" The man in the shirt said to the handsome boy again.

The handsome guy washed his hands and shook his head and said, "Hey, I'm in tears if I talk too much. The competition is so fierce that I haven't even asked out once."

It's a pity that he left without hearing the important content that Cheng Xiaoyu was concerned about later.

Chang Yue waited at the door of the bathroom and said, "Monitor, how come the time to wash your hands is almost the same as the time to take a shower?"

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and ignored Chang Yue's question and asked, "Do you know where your sophomores rehearse?"

Chang Yue asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"

"I want to take a peek!" Cheng Xiaoyu said nonchalantly.

"It seems to be in 309, not too far from our piano room."

Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a while and couldn't help but said curiously, "Let's wait and take a peek!"

"Why are you peeping? Just stand behind and look at it openly. It's a big rehearsal room. Just be careful when opening and closing the door. No one will care about us." Chang Yue said with a smile.

"Okay, how about calling all the people from your violin department over to take a look?" Cheng Xiaoyu felt that this was also an opportunity to gain experience.

So Chang Yue went to call Huang Manni and the others. All the violin students came, as did Duanmu Linsha, but the senior cellist and timpanist did not come.

Cheng Xiaoyu and seven or eight others quietly pushed the door open from behind and no one paid attention to them. There were other people standing behind the rehearsal room watching, and the sophomore students who were rehearsing were all sitting on chairs with their backs to them.

The rehearsal had not yet started, Chang Yue said softly to Cheng Xiaoyu, "When Lao Chai's "Violin Concerto in D minor" was first released, because the violin technology was not perfect at that time, this work was considered too difficult to perform. Before the 20th century,

In ten years, only a few people can perform in public."

After a pause, Chang Yue continued, "Many of today's violinists can only mechanically perform according to the original score. I wonder if Senior Sister Pei, as the principal, can control it!"

At this time, the sophomore performance began, and suddenly it was the third movement of Tchaikovsky's "Violin Concerto in D major".

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't hear clearly what Chang Yue said softly behind him. All he could think of was the back of the first violinist standing at the front, the girl in the A-line skirt he saw this morning.

It's a pity that his back was turned to Cheng Xiaoyu, so he couldn't see his face clearly.
Chapter completed!