Old-time musicians

Professor Anton's office.

Fan Ning is carefully sorting out the manuscripts of Teacher Anton that were scattered a few days ago, and putting them back into cabinets and drawers by category.

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-" "Ding-a-ling, jingle--"

It stands to reason that only a very small part of the people know that Fan Ning often works here recently, but for an hour when he repeatedly bent over, turned around, tiptoed, etc., 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 the 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 as he thought seriously, "Well, this really makes Roy very curious. …Speaking of which, you should know what’s going on outside right now?”

"Looking at your expression now, you seem to be quite relaxed, right?" 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 girls, matryoshka dolls are prohibited. Fan Ning was held back in a breath: "Okay, just wait a moment. 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 Joan 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 said this, her voice still soft and waxy, but her expression didn't seem very happy, with a hazy and complicated look in her eyes, and then she looked at Fan Ning, " Carol, I want to talk to you alone."

Roy first greeted Joan with a gentle smile, and then said, "Mr. Fanning, 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, Joan, what's wrong?" Fan Ning leaned against the wall and crossed his chest.

"You shouldn't give up the chance to premiere." Qiong's little 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 a big deal. They won’t do anything to me in the end. The most they can do is limit the abilities of knowledgeable people.”

Fan Ning smiled easily: "What did you hear again?"

"You called the Guidance School in the early morning. Xilan 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 and prepare various documents and procedures within a few days.”

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 addition of the Special Inspection Department is not a result of 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 will 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: "Go 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, the hall can accommodate more than 40 people, of whom only a dozen are official members of the symphony orchestra.

Calculated from the total number of people, it barely matches the situation of dual 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.

In a general three-wind orchestra, after the woodwind group is determined, the string group 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 group has 3 trumpets and trombones, and there may be one more French horn, 4, and one less tuba, 2.

And... add some deformed woodwind instruments such as piccolo, alto oboe (English horn) or bass clarinet. As for percussion, in addition to the most common timpani and triangle, there will also be gongs, cymbals, celesta, bass drum, snare drum, etc., and there will generally be 2 harps in a three-wind orchestra.

So at present, Fanning's team rehearsing "Symphony No. 1 in D Major" has a slightly larger number of string players, but the number of wind players is seriously insufficient. Several instruments even have only one person...

The three-wind group has not been achieved, and Fanning's score requires a further expansion of the number of people based on the four-wind group! For example, 5 trumpets and 7 French horns! Compared with the current mainstream works, this is indeed too shocking.

It is no wonder that the professors of the school disagreed before, saying that he had "a desire for control that did not match his ability", and where could he find so many technically qualified wind instrument students? Did the school not have to arrange other songs?

The hall was still silent, with only Fanning's leather shoes echoing on the stage.

He stepped onto the podium, pulled out the baton "Old Days", and smiled as usual: "Everyone, good afternoon, let's go through the first movement first?"

Some people half-raised their instruments in a daze, and some people continued to look at him in a daze.

Lu repeatedly pondered in his heart. The moment he approached and saw the announcement on the bulletin board, he wanted to find Fanning immediately and ask him what happened, but at this moment Fanning was standing on the podium, and he didn't know how to phrase it.

After a long time, he finally spoke: "Mr. Fanning, is this... arranged for the concert later?"

Everyone's eyes have been on Fanning, but some people are a little distracted. At this moment, Lu spoke, and everyone's eyes were focused on Fanning again, waiting for his response and explanation.

"For May 24th, please continue to help us keep an eye out for suitable musicians." Fanning replied with a smile.

May 24th...? Isn't this the date of the graduation concert?

Some people looked at each other, some relaxed, some looked suspicious, and some frowned and looked at Fanning, thinking they had heard something wrong, ready to wait for him to talk more.

"Mr. Fanning." Roy asked the question everyone wanted to ask in his sweet voice, "Isn't it that what you saw on the bulletin board before..."

"I took the initiative to propose it."

The rustling sound of clothes rubbing, coughing, and discussions began to sound in the rehearsal room with excellent echo effects.

"This...?"

"It shouldn't actually be giving up, otherwise why are you so anxious to ask everyone to find musicians?"

"Did you give up or not? Did you get the qualification for the premiere or not?"

"What does this mean?"

Fanning opened his arms on the podium and made a downward gesture, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"Okay, everyone, we will continue to rehearse and improve. Here I will give you a reassuring confirmation promise. We will premiere on May 24. After the overall framework of the music is finalized, I will make specific requests to everyone based on my own ideas."

His smile was relaxed and confident: "This will be an unforgettable experience in your life."