The Shanghai International Youth Orchestra is warming up. The sound is a familiar chaos to Ms. Liu—a cacophony of scales, the thump of a bass line, the lyrical sigh of a flute finding its pitch. She moves through it all not as a performer, but as a force of calm. Her hands, adorned only with a simple silver ring, are constantly in motion: straightening a stack of sheet music, typing a last-minute email, gently guiding a nervous cellist towards their seat. Ms. Liu is the orche

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