After hanging up the phone, Qin Jian felt relieved.

I was in a good mood for a moment, but when I looked at the time, it was already one o'clock.

I casually clicked on a row of green icons on the phone screen.

Three hundred pounds of smile: 'Brother, I practiced until five o'clock in the morning yesterday. I fell asleep when I got back to the hotel and forgot to send you a message. I just woke up now.'

Three hundred catties of smile: "It snowed so much yesterday that I didn't drive. I left the car key for you in the slot on the fire hydrant at the door of the rehearsal hall when I left."

Three hundred pounds of smile: 'But I suggest you stop driving today, the snow is too heavy'

Three hundred pounds of smile: 'If we don't want to have dinner together tonight, please let me know.'

'I know, get up and have some food quickly. I'm going to attend the closing ceremony of the Flower Rhyme Competition tonight, so don't wait for me.'

Clicking send, he installed the phone casually

After tidying up, I put the two scores into my backpack.

Putting on a mask and hat, he left 309 with a backpack.

As soon as they got down to the second floor, a faint piano melody came from the direction of Shen Qingci's office.

"Autumn Whispers."

Qin Jian nodded.

“The song selection is good.”

Then left quickly.

The first snowfall in Yanjing is covered in silver.

Today there are fewer private people walking on the road, and the whole city is a little less noisy and a little more elegant.

A poetic trip in the snow, but the only drawback was that Qin Jian almost fell when he entered the subway station.

There were not many people on the subway, so Qin Jian found a seat and sat down quietly, then took out the score and continued to study it.

——

At 14:30, Qin Jian arrived at the conference room on the 7th floor of General Manager Guangdong half an hour early.

The other four people haven't arrived yet, and the stable is already waiting here in advance.

Seeing Qin Jian come in, Ma Shen stood up and was a little excited: "How about Xiao Qin, I haven't dared to call you in the past two days to disturb you."

Qin Jian took off his mask and hat and smiled, then put the two music scores on the table.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

Seeing Qin Jian's haggard look under his hat-brimmed mask, Ma Sheng didn't immediately look at the music score on the table. He nodded, "Thank you for your hard work. I will definitely report a great contribution to you after the performance."

"You are serious."

Before everyone arrived, Qin Jian briefly explained his ideas for the arrangement of his two sets of music scores to the stable.

After hearing this, Ma Shen kept cheering, "I personally prefer the second plan."

Qin Jian: "Don't worry, the specific effect will not be known until the orchestra arranges it, and the second plan will have very high requirements for the stage design."

At this point, the stable gave Qin Jian a pat on the back, "Don't worry, I can set up any stage scene for you, no matter how big it is."

"What I'm worried about is not the stage, but the sound of the live orchestra."

Qin Jian has been unclear about one thing during the renovation process in the past two days, "Director Ma, I would like to ask you, are all the live performances of the Spring Festival Gala all performed with real people?"

Facing Qin Jian's doubtful question, Ma Sheng explained with a smile: "This is all an old joke. In the past, our domestic television broadcast and live radio technology was not yet mature, and the on-site effect was very poor, so in order not to give the whole country

If the people cause trouble, they will be forced to do nothing."

"However, even if various technologies are now up to standard, the program team will still record every music program in advance, just in case."

Qin Jian nodded to express his understanding, "Does this mean the same is true for our program?"

"This is necessary." The stable said sternly, "No one can predict what will happen on the spot. Our program must be foolproof."

"I understand," Qin Jian paused, "Then let's talk about the live band issue when Mr. Li comes. I need to communicate with him in detail.

The stableman looked at his watch and said, "They are coming soon. Let's wait."

As he said that, he made a cup of tea for Qin Jian and said: "Listen to me Qin Jian, you can speak freely in a while, just like the last meeting, tell all your thoughts. At this stage, we are not afraid of too many problems, we are afraid of problems."

If there are fewer problems, problems will be discovered and solved early.”

"Come and have a drink first."

"Thanks."

Qin Jian picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

It's bitter and I can't drink it.

"Director Ma, there is something I want to tell you in advance."

"Huh? You say."

Qin Jian put down his tea cup and said, "Both versions have a piano cadenza, and I gave you a brief explanation just now."

Ma Sheng laughed: "I think the design is very good. When the time comes, you will definitely be the center of attention on the stage."

Qin Jian pondered for a moment: "Director Ma, I would like to recommend a more suitable candidate to you."

Ma Shen was stunned, "Aren't you going to go on stage?"

Qin Jian: "Well, you must know Fang Zongyao, an internationally famous young pianist from China."

Of course, Ma Sheng knew that the eldest son of the Fangcheng Group, who was famous overseas, was known to everyone in the Yanjing circle.

It's just that I can't understand something about the stable. Being able to attend the Spring Festival Gala is an opportunity that many literary and artistic workers dream of.

Others desperately want to show their face in front of Chinese people all over the country on New Year's Eve, even if it's just for a few shots.

Qin Jian is so good that he has to hand over such a good opportunity to others.

To be honest, the stable doesn't care who plays the piano. They can just move the piano behind the scenes to perform. After all, this is a group show with special meaning, and the protagonists are still the singers of the older generation.

But Ma Sheng admired Qin Jian's talent and humility.

Ever since he got to know Qin Jian at the last 'Reporting to the Motherland Concert', he had been wondering if he could arrange a program for Qin Jian.

It's just that at that time, the programs submitted by all levels and localities had completed three rounds of review and approval, and as a director, he couldn't just insert a program just because he wanted to.

As a result, he was instructed not long ago to temporarily add a popular song and dance performance, so he immediately thought of Qin Jian.

The fact that Qin Jian won the ‘Golden Conductor Award’ and the ‘Drama Premiere Award’ in Berlin has already made headlines all over the country.

On the other hand, after the song and dance performances of the Spring Festival Gala every year, the audience will complain that they are old-fashioned, lack new ideas, and are empty.

In this regard, as the leader of this Spring Festival Gala, he also has to consider the outside world's evaluation after this Spring Festival Gala.

So after thinking about it carefully, he decided to give this opportunity to Qin Jian.

It was his courage to dare to use new people, and he also affirmed Qin Jian's ability.

As expected, Qin Jian put two changes in front of him in three days while there were still important matters for the judges.

For such a young man.

Why.

"Xiao Qin."

Ma Sheng opened his mouth. He knew that since Qin Jian could speak to him so directly, he had already made plans, but he really didn't want the other party to give up this opportunity in vain.

"Let's think about it again. Let's not rush this matter."

Qin Jian: "Director Ma, I have already thought about it. Don't worry, I will do my best to participate in the behind-the-scenes work before the performance. I treat this stage as a special mission. This, my mood

It's the same as you, just not on stage."

Ma Sheng raised his eyebrows and said in a louder voice: "Then what are you doing?"

Qin Jian: "I want to spend the New Year at home with my parents on the evening of the 30th."

The expression in the stable changed again and again.

Qin Jian: "I'm causing trouble for you."

There was a "bang" sound.

The door of the conference room was pushed open.

Li Fenghua and Lin Baoguo entered the door at the same time.

As soon as Lin Baoguo entered the door, he cursed in a loud voice, "Damn it, the snow is really heavy this year."

The two of them saw the two scores on the conference table at the same time.

Lin Baoguo took a step forward and picked up a copy, "Good guy, you kid!"

Li Fenghua on the side was much more graceful. He picked up another book and flipped through it quietly for a while, with a look of joy on his face.

Seeing this scene, the stable finally sighed and looked at Qin Jian again.

"You."

"You."

"Why."

Ma Peng thought of his daughter's overseas phone call last night, and he was a little envious of Qin Jian's parents.

He thought again that he had not gone home to have New Year's Eve dinner with his old mother for seven consecutive years, and he admired Qin Jian a little.
Chapter completed!