Chapter 158:

The large conference room at the Pareson Theatre is a large room with an area of ​​about 100. In this conference room, dozens of members of the theater orchestra and dozens of opera actors can sit down and discuss, and make recommendations for the next development agenda of the theater.
Nowadays, this meeting, which started from the evening, has entered a period of intense heat. The party represented by the music director Mr. Grayer and the party represented by Mr. Wals are arguing endlessly.
"Walls, you said I understand, but this is not feasible! I have never heard of which orchestra gave up the vocal part of "The Virgin Mary"! Well, yes, I also listened to the violin solo "The Virgin "颂", but do you dare to say that "The Madonna" is more brilliant than someone singing?!"
In the face of performance problems, Mr. Greer was anxiously flushed. Mr. Walls also said in a hurry: "Oh no, Greer! Don't you think that we have been singing "The Virgin Mary" for more than a decade? Doesn't this need some improvement? Our theater is developing. To be innovative and innovative!"
"Yes! You want to innovate, but can you give me a better suggestion!"
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The cause of the incident was that when the decision was made on the Christmas Eve concert, the chief conductor Wals and the music director Greer had a disagreement.
The former belongs to the innovation group, and believes that the orchestra cannot be changed in this way, and needs improvement and innovation. Therefore, Wals suggested to give up the usual vocal performances when playing Schubert's Madonna.
The latter belongs to the conservatives. It is believed that the "Mother of the Virgin" without human voices can not perform the solemn and solemnity of music, and will only become the failure of this Christmas Eve concert, and will not achieve innovation.
The two disputed for more than half an hour, who is not willing to let anyone.
It was also the first time that Mr. Wals was so excited to see the gentleman from France. The gentleman from France had no usual demeanor and was willing to keep his own ideas.
Several members of the original orchestra also persuaded a few words, but when it really involved whether to set up the "abandonment of vocal singing", the discouraged members also joined the "war situation."
These musicians who played the piano and played in the past have finally decided to make a concert. Everything is incomprehensible. There is no musician's style. It's a joke, this is a regular performance! If you didn't make the best results because of the wrong choice, what would you say? !
Seeing the incident is getting bigger and bigger, several members are blushing and blushing, and the orchestra’s trumpet chief, Nali, hesitates to look at her, sighing:
Small seven, how good is this thing? ... In fact, I also think that Mr. Walls’s idea is good. We really have to make some changes. But Mr. Greer is also right, in case this change will have a bad effect... Hey, this How good!"
I am also helpless: "Nali, I don't know how to choose, this is really a difficult decision."
Nali naturally knows that since she has never spoken, there is no way to decide. So she could only shake her head and said, "Hey, it seems that today's meeting is going to be open for a long time. If there is any voice that can replace the vocals, how good! Mr. Wals and Mr. Greer will be satisfied!

The voice just fell, and I slammed. The young light-colored scorpion was slightly enlarged and his brows were slightly stunned. The next second he suddenly thought: "Nelly, you are so smart! I think I probably know how to do it!"
Na Li, who is confused: "Hey?! What did I say, Xiaoqi..."
"I really want to thank you." He gave Nali a smile, and he turned to look at Wals and Greer, who had already fallen into the cold war. He stood up and screamed: "Mr. Wals, Mr. Greer, I don't know if you would like to hear me say, actually... I probably thought of a good idea."
The eyes of everyone looked at the direction of the sly.
He took a deep breath and slowly spit out, and he slowly said his thoughts: "Actually, I think so..."
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"So you took things to yourself?" On the phone, Zheng Weiqiao sighed heavily and said: "Small seven, you don't always increase your burden, you are still young, give yourself so much pressure. It's not good!"
He rubbed his hand on the violin case and pressed the elevator button on the top floor. He said with a smile: "Zheng Ge, I really didn't put a lot of pressure on myself. I agree with Mr. Wals's idea. An orchestra really has to There is real-time innovation, so after thinking for a long time, I decided to replace the melody of the vocal with the sound of the violin solo."
Zheng Weiqiao has no choice but to be helpless: "Small seven, your idea is really good, but if this is the case, then your weight in this concert is very heavy. Isn't this still pressure?"
The elevator climbed up and down one by one, looking up at the number of flashing jumps, and the lips were slightly hooked: "Well, but Zheng Ge, this is also a challenge for me. I haven’t been a long time since I graduated. Put pressure on yourself, you have to know that people are often lazy, but they will rust."
"..." After a moment of silence, Zheng Weiqiao said without a word: "Small seven, you are also called lazy, then you let you Zheng Ge still alive?"
After the two said a few more words, he hanged up the call that spanned the small half of the earth. He took out the key and opened the door of the apartment, but was surprised to find that the house was dark and there was no figure.
The winter sun in the winter is very early, even if the sky is dark, but at this time it is only at five o'clock. He shook his head and smashed his inner confusion. He just changed his shoes and put the box in the piano room. He heard the sound of the lock key coming from the door.
He walked slowly out of the piano room and smiled. "I was wondering when you came back, why are you not here? Where have you been?"
When you open the door, it is also a glimpse. If you listen to it, his movements to change shoes are slightly stagnation, but they return to normal very quickly. He raised his hand and raised the plastic bag in his hand and said, "Go and buy some dinner. Today's orchestra is over very early?"
Since I went to the Pareson Theatre once, I have strictly forbidden this guy to step into the theater again... Cough, the show is still allowed to see, but the backstage is no longer allowed to enter again. !
You know, since the last time you went, the members of the orchestra often smiled and said, "Small seven, how did you know Mr. Bertley?" Mr. Trem did not even make a sound when he was eating, is it true?"
Although he told them seriously and seriously, although he didn’t talk or make a loud voice while eating, the basic chewing sound is always there!
But these fans have a look of "small seven you lie to us" expression.
In the face of such "brain-disabled" fans, I feel deeply that if they are told that they are also ordinary people who will eat and drink Lazarus, they will say in unison: "No! Xiaoqi! Bertel How can Mr. Mr like the average person!"
Fortunately, he still remembers the secret of keeping "the fear of bugs."
I picked up the plastic bag in my hand and took out the food packed in the delicate yellow wooden lunch box and put it on the table. When I went to the kitchen and took some tableware, I listened and said: "This afternoon is to discuss the performance of the concert, because the memories ended earlier, so I will come back first."
He handed the chopsticks to you and asked casually: "What about the Madonna, the Blue Danube... and what?"
Hearing the words, he looked up at him with amazement: "There is another "Emperor Waltz"." After a pause, he asked: "Have you heard the Christmas Eve concert at the Pareson Theatre?"
In the narrow and long phoenix, there was a smile, and he gently shook his head: "No." In the strange look of the young man, he smiled softly: "The Madonna is a must for many orchestras. The repertoire, and the words of "Blue Danube"... Well, it is a paranoid of the Viennese to Strauss's father and son, but I did not expect that there is another song that is also Strauss. It is a terrible obsession. Alright."
I couldn't help but laugh out loudly: "If you hear this by the Viennese, you can encircle you."
He did not care to raise an eyebrow: "I am not afraid, I love to protect me."
Hey: "...I recently thought that you were particularly flat."
Handsome elegant man nodded calmly calm, calm tone, said:. "Ah, I just beat my wife."
戚暮: "..."
In the eyes of disgusting, this simple dinner is over. At the time of the meal, Mr. Bertley, who was considered by the members of the Pareson Orchestra to "did not even make a sound out of the air", was elegant and the dining etiquette was excellent. It really didn't make a sound.
But after the meal, the superb master of music directly swept the lunch box and threw it in the trash.
Seeing this, the aura in the campfire flashed: "...you deliberately go out to buy dinner today, shouldn't it be to escape the responsibility of washing dishes?!"
The man stood tall and stiff, and then he turned his head and said with a blank expression: "I never do anything that is embarrassing, come from, don't."
戚暮: "..."
Since it is not what you are doing so seriously!
Your expression is not like this!
During the leisure time after the meal, the young man practiced the violin seriously in the piano room, and the man held one hand on the piano cover and carefully stared at the youth.
In the dark and deep scorpion, the young man's thin back is reflected, and he slowly frowns and screams.
Really