Fan Ning was carefully sorting out the manuscripts of Teacher Anton that had been scattered a few days ago, and put them back into cabinets and drawers by category.
It stands to reason that only a very small number of people know that Fan Ning often works here recently, but for an hour as he repeatedly bent over, turned around, and tiptoed, the phone never stopped ringing.
There were two "dong dong" sounds on the door, and then Roy's voice came: "Mr. Fan Ning, you are clearly here, why didn't you answer my call just now?"
Fan Ning opened the door for her, and the two looked at each other.
"listen."
He walked back to his desk and continued to push the folder deep into the cabinet on tiptoe: "There are so many people calling, I can't tell who it is you."
"Your expression doesn't seem to be filled with bitterness or hatred." The girl walked up to Fan Ning, holding her chest with one hand and looking at him thinking seriously, "Well, this really makes Roy very curious.
…Speaking of which, you should know what’s going on outside now, right?”
"Looking at your expression now, you seem quite relaxed?" Fan Ning smiled softly and gestured for her to sit down opposite, "Why do you keep noticing that you are acting so differently recently?...I guess most of the people involved in rehearsals are now
The students all looked quite depressed..."
"Because Roy knows that Mr. Fan Ning must have some purpose or a reason under your arrangement. Of course, I can't guess it, so I am very curious and want to come and find out what you have to say..."
Fan Ning kept stacking the stacks of manuscripts neatly in his hands, but his expression showed helplessness: "Miss Roy, can you stop being so blindly confident in me, so that one day, I will be in your mind?"
What should I do if my character collapses?"
"What does character design mean?..." the girl asked doubtfully.
"It is the image or characteristics of a person in the impression of others..."
"Oh, if it collapsed, it might have some purpose, or it might be due to your arrangement."
...School girl, no nesting dolls allowed. Fan Ning was choked back: "Okay, just wait for a while. It's the regular afternoon rehearsal time, right? Let's go there together."
About half an hour later, the two arrived at the rehearsal hall on the floor below the symphony hall of the Conservatory of Music.
From a distance, he saw Qiong wearing a tea-white knee-length dress standing outside the aisle, holding a shining silver flute in her hand.
"Senior Roy, good afternoon." She came forward and spoke, her voice still soft and waxy, but her expression didn't seem very happy, and there was a hazy and complicated look in her eyes, and then she looked at Fan Ning, "
Caroln, I want to talk to you alone."
Roy first greeted Joan with a gentle smile, and then said: "Mr. Fan Ning, I'll go to the rehearsal hall first."
The latest news from the Special Patrol Office and the Bologna School had not yet reached her, but this little episode made a strange guess arise in her mind.
"Tell me, Qiong, what's wrong?" Fan Ning leaned against the wall and crossed his chest.
"You shouldn't give up the opportunity to perform at the premiere." Qiong's small fist holding the flute was clenched tightly, "The previous information has been torn open. It would have been like this sooner or later. It's nothing for me to stay in the Special Inspection Hall for a while.
It's not a big deal, they won't do anything to me in the end, the most is to limit the abilities of knowledgeable people."
Fan Ning smiled easily: "What did you hear again?"
"You called the Guidance School in the early morning. Sheeran lives with me again. They called me early in the morning... But soon after entering work hours, I received another notice from the Special Patrol Office. They asked me to do three jobs.
Fill out the Bologna School membership application form by yourself within a few days, and prepare various documents and procedures."
After Joan finished speaking, she emphasized again: "Caron, you should not give up the opportunity to premiere."
She changed her usual lively and cheerful tone, becoming very serious and serious, and seemed to have a hint of blame.
"Can I say that these two things have nothing to do with each other?" Fan Ning spread his hands, "It is purely a coincidence that they can be strung together."
"You usually don't lie to others."
"I didn't lie to you." Fan Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"They are really independent of each other. You understand that they are independent of each other... The increase in the Special Inspection Department's staff is not due to my decision to give up the premiere opportunity. In the same way, my insistence on the school's nomination and inspection opportunity is not the result of
Representatives can make your situation worse...their consequences have been independently determined."
Seeing Qiong staring at him with eyes full of thinking and suspicion, Fan Ning stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder very lightly, then quickly took it back and walked in front: "Come in quickly, I still have to
Explain it to everyone."
"All right…"
As the two of them walked in, the rehearsal hall, which was originally noisy, fell silent.
The recruitment of musicians for the premiere is not yet complete. At this time, there are more than 40 people in the hall, and only a dozen of them have the status of official members of the symphony orchestra.
Calculated from the total number of people, it barely matches the situation of double control - this is only the scale of the early stage of the originalism, and in the current mature period of romanticism, the basic normal equipment should be three control.
The term "double pipe" or "triple pipe" here refers to the number of woodwind groups (flute, oboe, clarinet and bassoon) in the symphony orchestra, and then based on their number, the number of other groups is determined.
For a general three-wind band, after the woodwind section is determined, the string section needs to be equipped with 12-16 first violins, 10-14 second violins, 8-12 violas, 6-10 cellos, and 6-8 double basses.
, the brass set is 3 trumpets and trombones, the French horn may have one more, 4 pieces, and the tuba may have one less, 2 pieces.
And... add some deformed woodwind instruments such as piccolo, alto oboe (English horn) or bass clarinet, etc. As for percussion, in addition to timpani and triangle being the most common, there are also gongs, cymbals, celesta, snare drum, small
There are usually two harps in the three-pipe band, including snare drums, etc.
Therefore, Fan Ning's team currently rehearsing "Symphony No. 1 in D Major" has a slightly larger number of string players, but a serious shortage of wind musicians. There is even only one person for several instruments...
The three pipes were not reached, and Fan Ning's score required a further expansion of the number of people based on the four pipes! For example, 5 trumpets and 7 French horns! Compared with current mainstream works, this does appear to be
It's so shocking.
It's no wonder that the previous professors at the school expressed disapproval, saying that he had a "desire for control that does not match his strength." Moreover, where can he find so many technically qualified wind music students? Don't we need to arrange other music in the school?
?
The hall was still silent, with only Fan Ning's leather shoes making an echo on the stage.
He stepped onto the podium, took out his baton "Old Days", and said with a smile as usual: "Good afternoon everyone, shall we go through the first movement first?"
Some people half-raised their instruments in confusion, while others continued to look at him blankly.
Lu thought over and over again in his mind. The moment he approached and saw the announcement on the bulletin board, he wanted to find Fan Ning immediately and ask him what happened. But at this moment, Fan Ning was standing on the podium, and he didn't know
How should I word it?
After a long time, he finally said: "Mr. Fan Ning, is this... scheduled for a subsequent concert?"
Everyone's eyes have always been on Fan Ning, but some people were a little distracted. At this moment, Lu spoke, and everyone's eyes were focused on Fan Ning again, waiting for his response and explanation.
"For May 24, please continue to help us find suitable musicians." Fan Ning responded with a smile.
May 24th...? Isn’t this the date of the graduation concert?
Some of them looked at each other, some looked relaxed, some looked suspicious, and some were looking at Fan Ning with their brows furrowed, thinking they heard something wrong, and were ready to wait for him to talk more.
"Mr. Fanning." Roy's sweet voice asked the question everyone wanted to ask, "Isn't that what everyone saw on the bulletin board before..."
"I took the initiative."
The rustling sounds of clothes rubbing against each other, coughs, and discussions began to sound again in the rehearsal hall with excellent echo.
"this…?"
"It shouldn't actually give up. Otherwise, why are you so anxious to ask everyone to find musicians?"
"Did you give up or not? Did you get the premiere qualification or didn't you?"
"What does this mean?"
On the podium, Fan Ning opened his arms and made a downward motion to signal everyone to be quiet.
"Okay, everyone, we will continue to rehearse and improve. Here, I will give you a reassuring and confirming promise. On May 24, we will have the premiere. After the overall framework of the music is smoothed out, I will make my own
Imagine and make specific requests to everyone."
His smile was relaxed and confident: "This will be an unforgettable experience for everyone in their lives."