Everything has advantages and disadvantages. The applause created by the entire audience after standing up was indeed more violent and almost made the ears numb. However, at a glance, the visual effect has regressed, and it is far from as neat as when everyone was sitting in their respective places.

After standing up, the contrast between New Yorkers' height, shortness, fatness, and thinness seemed to be greater than the difference in skin color. Although there were many people in traditional and formal clothes, there were also some who pursued fashion trends. Not only did they stand up, many audience members also started to move. It seemed that

It is to stretch the muscles and bones after sitting for a long time. Not only do they turn left and right to look at each other, but they even come close to each other and whisper.

Let’s all move. The conductor in the tuxedo on the stage also relaxed his posture of puffing out his chest and tightening his abdomen, began to pace gracefully on his feet, and turned his body to a greater extent to deliver the second round of more cordial greetings to the audience on three sides.

Not only was the visual effect messy, but the sound in the concert hall also began to lose its purity. As more and more people whispered to each other, the low buzzing sound gradually loomed in the waves of applause. We can't blame the audience for not respecting the stage, the audience.

The colleagues at the table seemed to be accustomed to being eloquent, and now they were busy communicating with each other enthusiastically. Many people regarded applause as a side job or even perfunctory. Amidst the continuous applause and the group discussion that gradually formed a climate,

The cheers that jumped up from the waves from time to time also tended to become more frequent. When several men and women sang high and low at the same time, it seemed that a new force was about to emerge.

The cultural melting pot of this big city for international immigrants. After everyone stood up, the generally serious and elegant mental outlook of the New York audience began to clearly diverge, which was very different from the harmony and unity that had always existed in Puhai Grand Theater. The old white woman stood close to the stage.

Although her posture was slightly rickety, she never let go of her solemnity, but the old man beside her turned his neck and looked around. The middle-aged man in formal attire in the ticket box on the right who looked either Mediterranean or Indian was one of the few to be slapped

One of the casual listeners seemed to be standing impatiently, while the young Latin American woman next to him was so excited that she seemed to be unable to control her body after entering the entertainment venue. A bad bass in the back row started to sing every few seconds.

Shouting bravo at the top of your lungs was like making trouble, while the old couple who had greeted Yang Jingxing before were whispering sweetly.

It was time for the audience to relax, or perhaps the politicians, wives and children in the box were talking to each other more and more eagerly, which made Jeromil have to get off the donkey. The conductor, who had already enjoyed more than three minutes of applause, smiled and held his head high.

He chested a little, and after much deliberation in the audience's attention, he was finally willing to bow, and he bowed very standardly and sincerely, which could be considered a deep bow. He held it for a while before standing up, giving himself a few more seconds of vanity time.

The applause that had been affected by many unfavorable factors suddenly returned to the grand occasion when the audience had not stood up. It seemed to be even more enthusiastic. Both colleagues and ordinary audience members put aside their verbal matters and clapped their hands wholeheartedly and with one heart and one mind again. But those

Those cheering voices were not affected, but were stimulated, and more sounds and words began to appear.

Jeromil only bowed, but his smile became more obvious and his body became more relaxed.

But the audience seemed to be at the end of its tether, and the applause could not maintain its new peak for long. It began to decline as the internal communication among the audience soon began again. Many audience members not only talked about it under the conductor's nose, but also became more and more active.

There are no rules. Some people's standing positions have deviated from the center line of their seats, and they are forming small groups in twos and threes.

The sound in the concert hall has begun to sound noisy, as if they are trying to make some excitement. The Chinese compatriots who saw the situation clearly began to take action, especially those sitting in a group of seven or eight, who seemed to have been prepared and couldn't wait to burst into flames.

, there is no need for over-brewing. Although the conductor's performance has not yet completely ended, more and more Chinese and overseas Chinese audiences are beginning to think of the existence of the composer. Whether they need to turn back or turn around is not a problem, and compared with other audiences who occasionally

When compatriots observe or are curious about the composer, their eyes will stay longer and their faces will be much brighter. Their eyes and expressions seem to be no different from those of their mentors and friends in Puhai Grand Theater. They also seem to be happy and even proud. Yang Jingxing

Just like when I was in Urami, I dedicated my applause, attention and respect to the stage.

Yeromil should have discovered the general trend, but he still had a backup plan. He only needed to step gracefully down the podium, which not only showed his temperament but also gave the audience time to react. However, the audience who were whispering and looking around did not seem to let their attention

As soon as they left the stage, everyone was paying attention, and no one missed the scene of the conductor extending his hand towards the orchestra leader in a graceful manner.

Finally it was his turn. Wilson stood up calmly with the piano in his left hand, and before he could fully straighten his waist, he raised his right hand towards the conductor. Although they were old colleagues, the conductor and the chief still held hands as usual.

It was a scene of strong mutual respect and admiration. Wilson's posture seemed to be more respectful to the other party, although the smile on his face was comparable to that of a politician, and he was still facing the audience intentionally.

The audience seemed to appreciate the musician's strong handshake, and the applause broke out again, and the cheers became denser again.

The handshake between the conductor and the chief was very solemn. It took a little longer and seemed to be taking pictures. Compared with the normal operation, it was more likely to be artificial, but the audience was still enthusiastic and looked happy to hear it.

While the orchestra leader was greeting the audience, Yeromil walked towards the middle music stand again. The musicians who were looking up to the conductor with joy quickly made way as much as possible. Yeromil's goal was obvious. He walked towards the Puhai National Group across the music platform.

Wang Yaming, the orchestra's principal pipa player and soloist, stretched out his hand.

Although it was not written in the contract and there was no such link in the rehearsal, Wang Yaming also received the conductor's handshake very skillfully, with a decent posture and a smile that could be called elegant.

The applause was always warm, and the cheers and cheers surged again. The New York audience gave the Chinese folk musicians the same treatment as Wilson. At this moment, the Chinese audience could no longer hide it, and most of them were already overflowing with words.

His movements and expression were like sitting in the first row under the rostrum.

"Okay!" A loud, high-pitched voice with a bit of hoarseness sounded from the back right row of the auditorium. It was full of energy, and the standard Mandarin pronunciation was unmistakable. The unique charm was like the heartfelt appreciation of famous actors on the theater stage, almost

The applause and cheers, which had been noisy for so long and had become dull, were shocked.

Almost all the Chinese people in the concert hall looked towards that voice. Some had surprise on their faces, some were pleasantly surprised, and some were laughing. Even Mao Tianchi looked back for a while, and the Chinese people really looked at each other.

I have a special liking for liveliness, and it also makes some other races curious.

The folk musicians on the stage who should have focused on the conductor all glanced at the audience, but did not dare to be distracted. But Yeromil really didn't want to lose face. After shaking hands solemnly with Wang Yaming, he

Looking towards the audience, he actually wanted to pass by and pull his hand towards the sixteen folk musicians.

The audience continued to applaud and cheer, completely tireless, and seemed to be more excited. It is said that the vast majority of music fans would not have the experience of applauding continuously for three or four minutes, but there is basically no timidity at present.

While Jeromil was maintaining his movements, fifteen Chinese folk musicians on the stage to the left of Wang Yaming seemed to have been rehearsing. They stood up from their chairs neatly without communicating with each other, and their expressions and temperaments were all professional.

Sixteen Chinese pianists stood together and expressed their smiles to the audience.

"Okay!" It was that voice again, but it didn't seem as strong as the first one. In the words of the vocal teacher, it didn't sink completely. Then, a mezzo-soprano in the front row came up with a wonderful voice, which felt better than the Mandarin male voice.

The midrange should be more penetrating, but those Chinese people who were not sure before still continued to wait and see.

"Okay!" Another voice sounded like a relay. Although this voice was short, the voice was relaxed, which was not bad. Of course, Yang Jingxing recognized that it was the voice of a boy from Class 4. He even looked towards the alumni, but he didn't

How much eye contact was generated. The young alumni all clapped their hands and looked at the stage, but they did not have the habitual mischievous expressions, and the boys from Class 4 who were the instigators still looked serious. This time, most of the young and old Chinese overseas Chinese also took notice.

Now, the original surprise has become calmer, the surprise has become solemn, and the original smile has become more cheerful.

There were sixteen folk music performers on the stage and they didn't have much time. After a few greetings, it was time to bow and thank you. However, the bowing movements without a conductor were no longer very uniform. Some of the performers still looked professional, while others could not help but miss the applause and cheers.

, the professional smile becomes less stable.

During the two or three seconds when the folk musicians on the stage were bowing, another male and female student from the Puyin alumni group shouted "hello" each, and then led to three or four other places in the auditorium wanting to ring out. Although these few

"Okay" was instantly drowned out by applause, but every Chinese must have heard it clearly. Everyone had increasingly obvious reactions, and some were even eager to try and encouraged each other.

It's a pity that the sixteen performers took their seats after bowing. They had to be modest and steady, but the eyes looking at the audience still had more warmth than professional.

Jeromil walked out of the music stand and walked to the front of the podium to the side of the stage. Judging from his optimistic expression, he probably wanted to do it again. The audience's enthusiasm was indeed incredible and had not significantly diminished, although there was

Some people have sat down or even stopped, but they still seem to be in high spirits.

Jeromil is indeed very proud tonight. A month ago, New Ireland's first new music performance of the music season did not make any splash. It is said that the audience's response was slightly lukewarm. Today, it is doubled to make up for it. It is not only doubled, it has lasted for four times.

Minutes of applause and cheers are rare in Jeromil's career. In today's less prosperous industry climate and increasingly difficult to grasp audience habits, it is even more of a luxury. In the information society in recent years, all

I have never heard of any famous conductor, orchestra or top performer who can obtain such a supreme honor due to the right time, place and people.

Jeromil is more qualified and has the confidence to be so proud and even arrogant. Faced with a symphony that is actually more groundbreaking and transcendent than an avant-garde work in many aspects, Jeromil has a good grasp of those who are equally outstanding as him.

None of his colleagues have ever been exposed to timbre combinations, voice frames, and texture structures. It can be said that the conductor has generally understood the composer's technical methods and implementation principles, even if he is still guessing, groping, and testing some details, but yeah

Most of Romil's guesses were not too far off. Although far from perfect and without detailed proof, tonight's North American premiere of "Yang Jingxing Symphony No. 2" is undoubtedly correct. Jeromil used his experience and talent to succeed.

The framework was put together effectively, and there were no obvious academic fallacies.

In addition to the technical principles, we also explore the wonders of the work from a trickle to the roaring waves, from the chaos under limitations to the incredible evolution of vast transparency, and from the wisdom and dignity of the individual to the solemn splendor of the group.

Regarding the creation of these mysterious emotional colors and spiritual connotations, Jeromil also showed clear ideas in the process of re-creation. These ideas are coherent and can even be self-explanatory and self-verifying. If Jeromil writes a thesis, colleagues will

It's probably hard to find fault with either.

Of course, it cannot be said that with tonight's performance, Yeromil can kick several other master conductors in the world off the top of the pyramid and leave him alone. It cannot be said that only Yeromil can have such a short career today.

Time can understand and perform "Yang Jingxing's Second Symphony" to this extent, but after all, he is the first one within the scope of the industry's attention. And Yeromil's success as the premiere conductor did not rely on luck, he used himself

His strength allowed New Ireland to obtain a contract with the composer. First, he had to have the vision to judge the future value of the then unknown composition student, and then he had to be able to convince the orchestra director and directors.

In order to impress the composer Jeromil on the other side, he also put in considerable sincerity and effort, and even took risks. Let's see why Karajan suffered the greatest humiliation in his life and had to part ways with the Berlin Philharmonic An Xin.

It was 21:45 local time. In the Avery Fisher Hall of the Lincoln Center for the Arts, the applause had lasted for four minutes. Nearly two-thirds of the 2,000 audience members still stood and applauded to express themselves.

The audience was filled with joy and excitement, and those who sat down did not give up their respect for the stage, and the cheers continued one after another.

The well-deserved conductor stood at the front of the stage, nodded to the audience once again and once again expressed his affirmation and encouragement to everyone. He gradually stopped smiling and once again straightened his chest and belly to release his artistic magnanimity, and suddenly he became serious to the audience again.

. After a moment of solemnity and authority, Yeromil moved his gaze to the left to look at a certain point in the middle of the auditorium, no longer the kind of gaze that covered the entire audience.

These listeners are really masters at observing what is happening and taking advantage of the situation. The conductor above him only moved his eyes when there was any sign of trouble, and the people below immediately took action. At this time, it was not only the Chinese and overseas Chinese, but also the ten composers in front of them.

Less than half of the packed rows of audience immediately looked back to show that they were on the same front as the conductor. The ticket managers on both sides also craned their necks to condescend. Moreover, the audience not only looked to support Yeromil, but also applauded a lot.

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Yeromil continued to look at Yang Jingxing, but he didn't smile. He just stared and didn't know what he meant. And Yang Jingxing wasn't someone to be trifled with. He had already sat down, stopped clapping, had no expression, and didn't even reply.

Look at Jeromil, sitting there without caring.

More people in front looked back, and more people locked in on the right target. However, they were not professionals, and their expressions were not as cold as Jeromil. They had curious observations, polite smiles, artistic dignity, and some excitement.

and joy. The Chinese and overseas Chinese should have all locked in on the composer. They should be helping Yang Jingxing. Their expressions are very different from other races. Those bright smiles look so friendly, their clapping movements are so exciting, and there are also words that are simply sincere.

look.

The middle-aged white man sitting in front of the composer looked back again, smiling more this time, and sighed bitterly: "It's so beautiful, it's really so beautiful, I love Chinese music!"

Yang Jingxing remained unmoved and turned a blind eye. He did not respond to what others said and continued to sit there.

Being ignored, Yeromil suddenly raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the composer and shouted: "Mr. Yang Jingxing!"

With this order, what is prestige and charisma, the applause in the concert hall almost immediately returned to its peak state, and what better reflected the effect of the order was the cheers, and various words from various sounds suddenly rang out.

The applause was almost suppressed. There was no doubt that he had reached a new peak, and Jeromil could not hide the proud smile on his face.

In addition to the frightening explosion of sound, there was also a visual aura. The audience members who had already sat down quickly stood up. Those in front of the composer turned their heads one after another, and everyone on the left and right turned towards the middle. The white people in the front row of the composer who had been ignored also had a chance to stand.

When he got up, he stared down at Yang Jingxing and clapped his hands vigorously, not forgetting to turn sideways so as not to block his comrades in the front row. He also wanted to get up wherever he fell: "It's so beautiful..." The New Yorker also said

In solidarity, there was an immediate chorus of eager support from both sides.

Even Teacher You clapped his hands and stood up, with the nerve to smile shyly. Fortunately, Yang Jingxing's right was on the aisle, otherwise he would have been surrounded from the front, back, left, and right, and the people hanging tickets on their heads obviously wouldn't let him go.

What is more stressful than the visual siege in front of you is the sound. The continuous thunderous applause and the cheers that reveal the meaning of the cheers are becoming more and more menacing. They can be heard from far and near with the help of the good acoustics of the concert hall.

The composer comes here with a wave of momentum that is higher than the wave and never gives up.
Chapter completed!