A vague female voice outside the door persuaded Zhu Xiaoxi, and Yan Qing gently pulled Weng Huaijing and gave her a comforting look.
"We'll find someone to come and see you later. Let's go back to the big practice room downstairs. What you're wearing looks good, isn't it?"
There were quite a few people outside, and Ning Meng, who had a slightly cold voice, also spoke. Weng Huaijing took a deep breath after hearing this, turned around and made a hissing gesture to Yan Qing, who was laughing dumbly. She quietly pressed a few more words to the door.
step.
"But my new training uniforms and dance shoes are locked in the cabinet here. Our professor has the same style. Good Wenwen, why don't you find someone to unlock the lock now! If you delay the afternoon class, you are a solo dancer.
How did you become a class representative?"
He reluctantly fiddled with the lock cylinder, but the locked door wouldn't budge. Unwilling to give up, Zhu Xiaoxi turned around and begged Zi Wen to come, and even brought Weng Huaijing up to talk. This last sentence was obviously imitating her professor's tone.
"Yes, the professor seems to be very busy today. She came and went in a hurry in the morning. I originally wanted to ask about the semi-finals, but when the bell rang, she turned around and disappeared. It's not like this usually."
Zi Wen, who was outside the door, was not very firm. She muttered and stabbed Weng Huai in the back. Yan Qing, who was eavesdropping with his ears raised, unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.
"Then what are Wenwen waiting for? Hurry up and find someone to fix the lock. I'll send a message to call Tong Yan and the others up. You can practice here directly. If you have any questions, you can ask the professor for help later in class..."
"But Ning Meng, our professor is obviously busy today. She has been very busy recently..."
Level 17 is the backbone of the Diwu Ballet professional team competing in the "Beilei Cup" this year. Zi Wen, Tong Yan, Ning Meng and Zhu Xiaoxi all passed the preliminary selection and successfully entered the semi-finals at the end of November. As coaches
Weng Huaijing tailor-made corresponding special improvement plans and competition preparation plans for them. Even though his recent schedule is very full, Professor Weng has never fallen behind on his own work. Situations like today are purely exceptions.
Someone's pride was noticed by Weng Huaijing. When she heard that the three students outside the door were determined to come in, they even planned to call some people over to watch. She was so angry that she couldn't help but pinch Yan.
clear.
"Zi Wen, and Ning Meng?"
Seeing that the situation was gradually getting out of control, Weng Huaijing had no choice but to calm down the students outside the door, while secretly signaling Yan Qing with his eyes to quickly find a temporary hiding place.
Hot Pot Ant Qing: "Where should I hide? Can anyone stand outside the French window?"
Ostrich shook his head and said, "No! You can see it from outside. You should hide behind the curtain first."
Except for the locker room, the practice room was so empty that it could be seen at a glance. It was difficult to find a perfect place to accommodate Yan Qing. However, the girls outside the door had no doubt that he was there. Zi Wen soon replied in surprise: "
Professor? It turns out you are inside. Zhu Xiaoxi insisted on coming in to get something, so we thought the lock was broken."
"Professor, open the door..."
Without giving Weng Huaijing any chance to persuade him to withdraw, Zhu Xiaoxi directly begged softly: "We only need to delay you for a while."
The situation was irreversible. Weng Huaijing confirmed that Yan Qing quickly hid behind the curtains and was barely able to hide. She thought that she could take advantage of the opportunity of a few people entering the dressing room to secretly let her lover go. She gritted her silver teeth.
Opened the door to the practice room.
However, the situation did not go as Weng Huaijing expected. Ziwen and Ning Meng, who had put on their training uniforms, big socks, and dancing shoes, had no intention of entering the locker room with Zhu Xiaoxi. They had been busy with many problems in the past few days.
He asked Professor Weng for advice, and what was even more worrying was that Tong Yan soon came over with several other girls. Together with Zhu Xiaoxi, who had changed into training clothes, they joined in the preparation discussion.
"My house is buzzing. You are so smart. Are you sure Zhu Xiaoxi didn't mean to delay the next "billion"? Help, I'm going to die..."
Upon hearing this, he knew that he would definitely not be able to escape in a short time. Concerned about the possibility of girls changing clothes directly in the practice room, Yan Qing chose to stand upright and face the wall like a gentleman. His eyes almost hit the wall and he couldn't help but secretly groan.
Outside the curtains, the girls chattered and asked various questions. Naturally, Weng Huaijing, who has many years of experience in leading teams in competitions, had solid classical ballet skills and a thorough understanding of the students. Although her voice was a little sluggish, she answered the questions seriously.
It's still as easy as a cook undressing an ox.
"Heroes see the same thing. It's up to us to cut through the mess quickly and send these girls away..."
This class took place diagonally from Yan Qing's hiding place. The unplanned little Zao Weng's dreams were easily realized, but many small details of the connection between technical movements were simply time-consuming and laborious for her to teach. She glanced at the students when they were not paying attention.
Glancing at the opposite corner, Professor Weng gritted his teeth and simply went into the dressing room, put on his dancing shoes, and started teaching directly:
"Tong Yan, the pas de basque between two consecutive jetes at the end will be better like this, the port de bras arms are raised, open..."
"I just hinted that I don't have to wait too long, and sure enough... it's a pity that I can't see her dancing, breathing with port de bras? Is Bodibras breathing with her arms raised? The ballet terminology I added is not enough, and I can't support the restoration of the scene at all...
"
Behind the curtain, Yan Qing, who was blind, could barely understand some ballet combinations such as side kicks and Basque steps, but most of them could only rely on guessing. He worked so hard to construct Weng Huaijing in his mind.
The dance at this moment.
"It's also "The Pharaoh's Daughter". Compared with us, we are like the daughter of a landlord, don't you think so, Xuanzi?"
After being prompted by Weng Huaijing, Tong Yan's sincere sigh was like teasing Yan Qing in disguise. After all, he was the only one in the audience who could not see Professor Weng's grace.
"Hmm, I'm so happy. I envy you seniors so much. You can get Professor Weng's guidance every day. No matter what action she makes, as soon as she jumps out, I think this is the best way to deal with it."
A girl who didn't sound like Weng Huaijing's direct disciple also came into the practice room. After what she said, Yan Qing, who was eavesdropping, felt the same way and wanted to jump out and give her a like.
"There is no substitute and no end. There is never the so-called (best) concept in ballet skills. Each of our dancers is actually on the road, every day..."
After entering the teaching mode, Professor Weng seems to be more calm and relaxed. Although her voice is a little cold, her attitude towards Xuanzi is absolutely equal and she teaches with the same attentiveness: "Repeat the exercises again and again in front of the mirror, and you can always find out.
Regarding the details that need to be polished, what I understand (progress) is to quickly find a new balance in the new state, and then tighten the standards step by step to get closer to the theoretical (perfection)."
"My Professor Weng is so charming. With such an attitude, how can he not succeed if he works hard..."
After listening to this, Yan Qing, who was hiding in the corner, felt an indescribable pride in his heart, and even the muscle pain caused by maintaining his awkward posture was immediately relieved.
This kind of detailed instruction lasted for nearly an hour. Yan Qing, who was in jail, passively listened to the whole process. The other students were fine, but the sophomore girl named Xuan Zijin was in a special situation.
Originally she just planned to feel the atmosphere of the competition, but with her good classical dance skills and clever choreography, she passed the preliminary selection of the solo dance group of "Bei Lei Cup". After luckily entering the semi-finals, the little girl discovered
Compared with the junior sister who has taken classical ballet solo courses for a whole year, the gap is almost huge.
Deeply aware of the principle of "slow is fast", even though she was anxious and anxious, she taught Xuan Zijin without any emotion. He even helped choreograph a set of technical moves that incorporated French court dance style based on her personal characteristics.
Even the self-selected piece for the semi-finals was changed to a "Minuet in G Major". Even Yan Qing knew that ballet music usually favors the waltz style.
Accompanied by the accompaniment played by the speakers in the practice room, Weng Huaijing gave Xuan Zijin a complete demonstration, taking extremely solemn and elegant blance dance steps, and for some unknown reason, she danced towards the other end.
Yan Qing leaned over. Fortunately, the minuet composed by Christian Petzold was very short. Only then did he walk to the center of the practice room. Professor Weng, who had pink eyes and eyebrows, finally
He stopped his steps.
Although he couldn't see, there were subtle changes in the scent of rosemary in the air, coupled with the bright and elegant piano accompaniment, Yan Qing could clearly feel his sweetheart approaching step by step, and the picture even vividly appeared in his mind, Weng Huaijing
Stretching her slender limbs with a light and elegant body, she dances like an elk wading through the forest valley, and her eyes are full of love.
"Believe it or not, I can stand here forever!" Yan Qing, who was encouraged, suddenly felt his pride soaring into the sky.
Standing at the other end of the practice room, Xuan Zijin seemed to hear Yan Qing's thoughts. She learned this dance extremely seriously. When she finally got to the point where she was good at it, the bell for the first class in the afternoon was about to ring.
Already.
Weng Huaijing, who seemed cold and cold but was actually numb, was in tears and just wanted to send away Tong Yan, who was still unfinished, and a few others, but the other 27 girls from the ballet class 1703 had already arrived one after another to take over, making this ballet C, which was originally not very spacious,
The practice room was overcrowded for a while.
The situation was uncontrollable. Weng Huaijing, who had gone into the dressing room and changed into stockings and bodysuits, looked up and glanced at the curtains hanging as firmly as a mountain on the other side. Although Yan Qing felt distressed to death, she still had to take this solo dance class. She tried her best to put it into practice.
The girls restrained themselves, and then calmly continued to follow the lesson plan to teach the content "Sicilian Variations" that was not taught last week.
This solo dance comes from the Emerald chapter of the romantic ballet "Jewel". Although the style is different, its romantic and poetic solo performance is so amazing that it has also been praised by the six major schools of classical ballet. Yan Qingyou has done it
Understand that there are three chapters in "Jewelry". Diamonds represent Russia, rubies represent the United States, and emeralds represent the romance and poetry of French ballet.
Over and over again, the unlucky Yan Qing missed the opportunity to watch his sweetheart dance gracefully today. When the "Sicilian Variations" played, Weng Huaijing, the successor of the Balanchine school, transformed into a bouquet of delicate French roses, flowing smoothly and elegantly.
The connection between her technical movements is full of elegance and intelligence, the graceful and gorgeous court dance steps convey moving poems, and her calm and clear posture is like pearls floating in the air. Even if Professor Weng occupies a small area of the practice room, she will be...
The girls, who were forced to huddle together, were happy to do so.
In a forty-five-minute solo dance class, Weng Huaijing performed the "Sicilian Variations" completely twice, interspersed with various in-depth and simple movement disassembly exercises. Although the distance between them was sometimes far and sometimes close, she always blocked it.
In front of the curtain in Yan Qing's hiding place.
"The worst I can do is stand for another hour. Anyway, there are only four classes on Monday. She must be panicking because she is always concerned about me and wants to protect me. Besides...it feels quite amazing to listen to Professor Weng's class."
Separated by two layers of curtains, Yan Qing could even feel Weng Huaijing's pounding heartbeat from behind when he was closest to him. At this moment, he felt fearless and unstoppable.
…
"...After the storm, there may not be a beautiful sky. If the sky is clear, there will be a rainbow. So just because you look innocent doesn't mean you are ignorant..."
…
The class was about to end, and the cell phone in the pocket of Yan Qing's school uniform hoodie kept ringing. However, in his awkward posture, he couldn't put his hand in to adjust the volume. Listening to the song "Human World" by Weng Huaijing gradually
From weak to strong, the two people standing back to back through the curtain felt cold at the same time.
…
"Whose phone is ringing?"
"Aren't all ours locked in the cabinet?"
"The professor is also wearing gym clothes, so he can't bring his cell phone..."
…
Yan Qing was determined not to give up on this call, and the girls in the 1703 class of the BBQ quickly noticed it. They murmured in a low voice and looked directly behind Weng Huaijing. Thinking of some possibility, Ning Meng was filled with indignation.
Walking to the floor-to-ceiling window: "There won't be any perverts hiding in our classroom, right?"
"..."
His fingers were twisted together nervously. Professor Weng had never felt so helpless in front of his students. Tears welled up in his eyes. The ringtone stopped briefly and then buzzed again. Yan Qing had already guessed who was calling.
, it was obviously Shao Qing's style. Zhang Yameng couldn't do such a thing anyway, so he gently gave Weng Huaijing a signal on his back to get away quickly.
"get out of class is over!"
After receiving the hint, Weng Huaijing hurriedly announced the end of get out of class in advance with a half-breath. With a blush on her face, she fled into the locker room and locked the door firmly behind her very smoothly.
"Who are you?"
Opening the curtains, Ning Meng glared menacingly at Yan Qing, who was standing bravely facing the wall. Zi Wen, Zhu Xiaoxi and others also gathered around. When they saw the thin profile face that slowly turned around, they were all stunned: "Yan Qing."
clear?"
"Teacher Yan Qing, why are you here?"
The belated exclamation was full of gossip. Zi Wen, who had seen Yan Qing, looked back and forth between the slightly dull man's face and the closed locker room on the other side, and quickly figured out the reason.
She smiled with eight teeth: "You two must be getting along!"
"Let me slow down, my feet are numb..."
The muscles that had been tense for several hours suddenly relaxed. Yan Qing had not yet organized his words. When Zi Wen said this, his body made an obvious slump backwards movement.
Helped by Zi Wen and Ning Meng to sit down with difficulty, Yan Qing faced the burning gazes of the girls and began to try to smooth things over. Of course, the words were still the same:
During the recording of the show, I fell in love with Weng Huaijing, and I am currently in the stage of passionate pursuit. I came here today to talk about work. During my lunch break, I suddenly thought that there was no song in the first season of "Talent Co., Ltd." that was particularly related to dance music.
, they came to the practice room to look for inspiration, but the door was blocked. They were afraid of misunderstanding, which led to a bigger misunderstanding...
As a result, Yan Qing didn't expect that his usually invincible rhetoric would hit a snag in front of the girls in Class 1703. The stern-faced Ning Meng caught him and asked him:
"What style of dance music?"
"Minuet? Why didn't you just say Sicilian Variations!"
"Already have inspiration? Even if you sing a song, we won't believe it."
"Tsk, why have you confessed so many times and been rejected? You two must be getting along!"
In the end, Leng Bingbing made a final conclusion. Ning Meng crossed her arms and looked at Yan Qing scornfully. She sneered rather shamelessly: "What is there that you dare not admit? We all know what material your girlfriend is made of.
"
"???"
Yan Qing, who didn't catch the joke, had black question marks all over his face.
"Because our professor has already had his heart set on you, how could he keep rejecting you!"
Zhu Xiaoxi, who couldn't hold back his words the most, poured out all the clues that they found out, including Professor Weng eating his own candy, changing the wallpaper on Yan Qing's phone several times, etc.
"Teacher Yan Qing, please don't hide it, don't worry..."
With a stab in the back, Zhu Xiaoxi patted her chest and said shamelessly: "We have a very strict tone!"
"Then please keep this secret, she is special..."
Unable to change the girls' stubborn opinions, Yan Qing had no choice but to be vague.
"We all understand shyness!" the girls in Class 1703 vowed.
After solving the dilemma, these little girls happily surrounded Yan Qing, chattering and asking him about various rumors about "The Swordsman: The Unbeaten East" and "Talent Co., Ltd."
With the room full of warblings and swallows, Vice Principal Deng Yingling finally arrived belatedly. Apparently she had received a call for help from Weng Huaijing.
"Um, well, I called Yan Qing. I didn't make it clear on the phone..."
Pushing open the ballet C practice room with one hand, Deng Yingling faced the slightly stunned gazes of the girls. She opened her mouth and took all the blame on her head. She waved to Yan Qing anxiously and said: "My office is in the third building of the other building."
Lou, let’s go!”
Without answering, Yan Qing took the opportunity to pull up his hood and run away, finally escaping safely.
Staying in the vice-principal's office, as Deng Yingling said, safety is still guaranteed. Yan Qing, who slumped on the sofa and giggled from time to time, sat there until 3:30 in the afternoon. The dark clouds outside the Comprehensive Education Building had dispersed.
He didn't even notice that the heavy rain stopped completely. The symptoms lasted until Professor Weng and Shi Shiran came to see him after class.
"What are you laughing at..."
Pushing the speedy handbag over with both hands, Weng Huaijing was a little afraid to look at Yan Qing. She urged with erratic eyes: "Quickly change it, let Peipei buy whatever she wants. Everyone has gone to the small concert hall. I'm going outside.
Go wait for you."
The clothes he bought "randomly" were very suitable and made him feel very warm. There was also a panda knitted hat in his handbag. Yan Qing picked up a set on his head and quickly followed Weng Huaijing to the small concert hall downstairs.
Chu Aiqing, who lowered his head and went downstairs, said: "Your students are quite cute. I'll give them more autographs next time."
The arrogant look with bright red eyes said: "How dare you think of a next time? Isn't it embarrassing?"
What is lost is what is gained. The repeated social misfortune of being embarrassed during the day was just like the rain downstairs that did not last forever. The audition of "Butterfly Lovers Violin Concerto" opened as scheduled in the indoor concert hall on the first floor of the Diwu Comprehensive Education Building.
The concert was very successful.
The National Symphony Orchestra, the Chinese Philharmonic Orchestra, and the well-established city symphony orchestras such as Imperial City, Shanghai, and Bingcheng who were invited to attend all expressed their appreciation for this beautiful melody, which is full of the style and charm of traditional oriental folk music, and the harmony system and chapter structure are perfectly compatible.
The sample works based on Western classical music aesthetics were highly praised.
"Tchaikovsky's "Romeo and Juliet Fantasy Overture" has always been in the London Symphony Orchestra's repertoire. Today, Mei is so lucky to witness Butterfly Lovers' first cry in the classical music world..."
The last person to speak was Mei Ciyi, former chief conductor of the London Symphony Orchestra and director of the Shanghai Symphony Orchestra. He burst into tears after listening to the song Butterfly Lovers. After others had finished praising Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing, he said with emotion: "
In fact, the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai was published nearly a thousand years earlier than the world-famous "Romeo and Juliet" originally written by Arthur Brooke and adapted by Shakespeare. It has been passed down orally among the people since the beginning of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
It can be said that it is a household name and has far-reaching popularity. It has always been praised as a masterpiece for the ages. Countless people have been infected by their poignant love from ancient times to the present..."
Mr. Mei, who has become famous overseas since he was founded, gave a long speech, elevating "Butterfly Lovers" to the level of Lao Chai's works from the story origin, melody direction, musical structure, dramatic conflict, spiritual core, etc. His eyes
Staring at Yan Qing: "My teacher once said that only when spiritual content is integrated into sounds and their complex combinations in an appropriate way to form some perceptual factors, music can be called true art. I have to admit that Yan
Professors Qing and Ong have achieved this, and their unique Tristan floating harmony system has a unique metaphor..."
Different from the styles of several orchestra directors who spoke previously, Mei Ciyi did not finish his praise and then impatiently start canvassing for votes for his orchestra to have the chance to premiere "Butterfly Lovers". He stood more as a musician.
Angle talks about his understanding:
"The chromatic ascent represents the infinite attachment and longing between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, but all of this cannot be truly completed - just like the unresolved dominant seventh chord, until the last scene when they turn into butterflies.
, was finally resolved, and its symbolic meaning is obvious: precisely because of the inescapable cruelty of reality, the final union of Butterfly Lovers can only rely on stories of gods and monsters."
This exquisite understanding won unanimous applause from the participants. Mei Ciyi smiled reservedly, leaned towards the microphone and ended his speech very sincerely: "Thank you everyone, the last sentence, the accumulated experience of "Romeo and Juliet Fantasy Overture" over the years
My experience has given me a unique advantage in understanding the ideas of the creator of "Butterfly Lovers". I ask these two teachers to consider our Shanghai Symphony Orchestra first!"