After the tour around Europe in the first half of 2018, this is the first band member meeting of Wei Ai. In the past, this meeting simply summarized the performances in the first half of the year and the plan for the second half of the year, and at most decided on the theme of the orchestra next year.
But today, it is destined to be different from the past.
As the agent of the orchestra and the host of the meeting, Mr. Tuckerman prepared a thick material and distributed it to every member present. First, as usual, the summary was concluded. Then, Mr. Tuckerman hesitated for a while, then raised his head to look aside Qi Mu.
After all, Qi Mu's identity is the chief of the orchestra, so he and Mr. Tuckerman are sitting on both sides of Master Dorensa. Next to Qi Mu is the second conductor of the orchestra, Mr. Motor, and further down is the chief of the other instrument groups.
Mr. Tuckerman's gaze hesitated, as if he was struggling with something as important as he did, and he did not speak. In response, Qi Mu smiled slightly, then stood up and said in a calm tone: "The next thing to talk about is related to me. I'd better leave the game first, Mr. Tuckerman."
While talking, Qi Mu pulled away the chair and prepared to leave. But before he took a step, he suddenly felt that his left hand was being pulled by someone. The light-colored eyes widened suddenly, and Qi Mu turned his head in surprise to look at the rigid and serious old gentleman.
I saw Commander Motor looking up at him, his always solemn and rigid face was still solemn and solemn at the moment, his eyes calm and cold.
If Mr. Dorenza is the best-tempered conductor in the orchestra, then Mr. Motto is undoubtedly the worst-tempered. Of course, this kind of badness is only compared with Mr. Dorensa. If compared with Min Chen, Mr. Motto is still relatively kind.
Among Wei Ai's three conductors, Qi Mu is the least familiar with Mr. Motor. There is no other reason, but this master conductor always has a straight face, looks uncomfortable, and seems to be very indifferent to Qi Mu. He often talks with him only during rehearsals and performances.
Qi Mu never expected that he wanted to turn around and leave. The first person to hold him was not Mr. Dorensa, but Mr. Motor!
Under the bright and bright light of the conference hall, Mr. Motor gently shook his head towards Qi Mu and said: "Wei Ai never said that the chief was absent from the meeting. Oh, yes, there was one time when Zayev was expelled. I just ignored him and his party members, Xiao Qi, sit down."
He even compared his lovely chief with Zayev's bastard, and Richard, a member of the first violin group sitting behind, muttered depressedly: "Mr. Motor, how can you say Xiaoqi and Zayev together? How can Zayev compare to Xiaoqi!"
Regarding the complaints of the band members, Mr. Motor just let out a cold snort from his nose, and then ignored it as if he had heard nothing. But Qi Mu clearly felt that the hand holding his wrist was slightly exerting force, directly pulling him down again.
After staring at the serious conductor master blankly for a while, Qi Mu curled up the corners of his lips helplessly and smiled softly.
Mr. Motor... really hard-mouthed!
After Qi Mu sat down, Master Dorensa gave him a calm look. Next, he turned his head to look at Mr. Tuckerman, the latter nodded immediately, and then began to propose the last task of the meeting.
"The contract between Xiaoqi and Wei Ai will expire on the 3rd of next month. During the 18-month contract, I believe that everyone knows his strength and character very well, and whether he is qualified to continue to act. The chief of Wei Ai leads the whole orchestra to move forward. Then, in the next step, we will start a secret ballot, and everyone will directly vote on the intranet whether they are in favor of staying or not."
"The voting time this time is 5 minutes. After I announce the start, everyone will vote together. Abstainers can abstain from voting, not counting the total votes. As before, Mr. Dolensa has 5 votes. ..." There was a sudden pause, and Mr. Tuckerman continued: "Xiao Qi, you have 3 votes. Now we will start voting!"
Times are developing and changing. As a world-leading symphony orchestra, Wei Ai naturally cannot use the most primitive handwritten voting methods like hundreds of years ago. As early as a few years ago, Wei Ai developed an independent voting mechanism internally, and all members can directly use their mobile phones to vote online. The voting method is completely anonymous, there is no need to worry about any risk of divulging identity information, and the speed is faster, and there is no need to waste manpower and material resources to vote.
This conference hall covers an area of about 200 square meters. In addition to the ten-meter long table in the center, there are three circular round tables that surround the entire conference hall. Sitting around the long table in the center are three conductors and the chief and deputy chiefs of each instrument group, and then sitting behind are other musicians.
When all the musicians were voting, Qi Mu lay on the table with his hands crossed and did not move at all. Five minutes seemed to be a long time, but in a blink of an eye, Mr. Tuckerman yelled "Time is up", and then everyone put down their mobile phones.
In the spacious and quiet conference hall, everyone's eyes were all staring at the only person standing in the audience-Mr. Tuckerman. Although the latter often accepts such high-profile attention, Tuckerman feels that sweat is gradually oozing on his forehead for some reason: he is a little nervous.
After swallowing his saliva, Tuckerman lowered his head and looked at each other with Mr. Dorensa and Qi Mu. Then when he raised his head again, he had already changed into a calm and calm expression.
"Then next, let's take a look at the voting results."
As soon as the voice landed, there was a sound of turning heads, and hundreds of people's eyes gathered on the big screen on the wall.
I saw a cousin showing three data in the simplest bar graph on the night scene screen with the whole wall spread across it. At this moment, the histogram is still empty, only three different options "yes", "no" and "abstentions" are written at the bottom.
Everyone on the scene stared at the screen closely without turning away their eyes, while Qi Mu calmly looked straight ahead with a smile and gentle expression. He didn't feel a little nervous, let alone a little timid, as if the result of the next number of votes had nothing to do with him, just watching it seriously.
Only the tightly pinched fingers exposed his uneasy heart at the moment.
To be a free violinist, for the present Qi Mu, there is no problem at all. His fame, his strength, and his prestige can all make him a successful and outstanding solo violinist. Even to a certain extent, it is not only Wei Ai that brings him honor, he also brings a lot of glory to Wei Ai at the same time.
However, some things are not just benefits or status that can be exchanged.
Since the first time I heard the performance of the symphony orchestra, Qi Mu's original intention of learning the violin was to cooperate with the orchestra. Even if he can choose a better path and get better development now, in contrast, Qi Mu hopes to continue to cooperate with this orchestra.
After a soft sigh in his heart, the smile on Qi Mu's lips gradually disappeared, and he looked up at the screen earnestly.
The whole audience was silent, everyone held their breath, waiting for the result to appear. Even Master Dolensa slowly grabbed his smile and looked at the screen intently.
These just a few seconds seemed to be a year old for everyone present!
Until... the histogram suddenly started to rise!
In an instant, there was a cheering from the crowd: "Great! There are only 6 votes against!!!"
"Hahahaha, I just said, why should Xiaoqi leave the orchestra!"
"That's right, this is the most correct result!"
No one cares about how many "yes" there are, because only 6 votes against and 3 abstentions have silently proved how many yes votes there will be. But what makes them care is that there are people who abstained from voting? !
This is a very rare occurrence in the previous sessions of Wei Ai. Wei Ai is a free and open democratic orchestra. Active participation in every orchestra affairs is what every member is most used to.
To the surprises and doubts of everyone in Wei Ai, Mr. Dolensa smiled and turned his head to look at Qi Mu, then leaned in his ear, and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Qi, did you vote... abstain?"
Qi Mu didn't deny it, just smiled and nodded.
Isn't it the number of votes that Qi Mu had as the chief of the orchestra, that the total of 3 abstentions? !
When the voting result came out, the original depressing and dull atmosphere was swept away, everyone smiled and waited for Mr. Tuckerman to announce the result of the vote, no more serious depression just now.
And when the matter of "whether to renew the contract" has been decided, all the problems are not so easy to solve.
When I got the result that "Qi Mu is about to renew the contract with Wei Ai", the meeting only lasted for more than an hour, and the time was just after noon, but when everyone was arguing about how long should Xiao Qi renew? At the time of the answer, it was already sunset and dusk.
The members who got the results they wanted were naturally very happy and excited to leave the conference hall. The members who were very dissatisfied with the result were angrily trying to argue about something, but they were unable to recover.
When these members left the conference hall, Qi Mu stayed in the conference hall with Mr. Dolensa and Mr. Tuckerman to sort out the materials of the entire conference.
Mr. Tuckerman said that on the next day, he would immediately draft the renewal contract with Qi Mu and hand it over to Qi Mu for signature. And Master Dorensa relaxed and said with emotion: "Little Seven, it's great to be able to cooperate with you again! I believe that what Glatt is worried about will not happen after all. At least for now, you are me and The best chief Wei Ai has ever worked with!"
A meeting that took a whole day also made Qi Mu feel a little tired. What's more, the most important topic at this meeting is about his stay or stay.
When the night gradually shrouded and the lanterns were on, Qi Mu walked downstairs with his violin. He had just stepped out of the elevator and saw a handsome and elegant man smiling and looking at him. He hadn't known how long he had been waiting there.
Wei Wei was startled for a while, Qi Mu walked up with a smile and said, "Brother Chen, why are you here suddenly?"
"I am your agent now. Although I cannot participate in the Wei Ai meeting, waiting for you here is at least what I have to do." Chen Lingpin nodded calmly, and he looked up and down Qi Mu, stiff. Suddenly his shoulders relaxed, and he said in a certain tone: "The contract is renewed."
Qi Mu didn't hide it. As they walked toward the door, he said: "Yes, as you said before, the contract has been renewed. But... how long can you guess?"
Chen Lingpin calmly pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, and replied: "Maybe I don't have to guess this day. It is exactly the same as the number I said to you this morning... is it?"
A gentle smile appeared on Junxiu's beautiful face, and Qi Mu nodded heavily: "It's no different from what you guessed."
Although he still looked calm and calm on the surface, Chen Lingpin had not concealed his confidence and joy after the cover of the glasses. Even though he doesn't have much opinion on "whether Qi Mu will stay in Wei Ai", he knows...this young man really wants to stay.
The two of them did not say much tacitly. The building of the Friends of Music Association in the house where Chen Lingpin rented was relatively close, so when Qi Mu bid farewell to him, they went to their apartment alone. He had just got off the subway before he had time to react when he heard the cell phone in his pocket humming.
Qi Mu picked it up and took a look. When his eyes touched the name on the phone, he smiled quickly.
"Min Chen