< For the Music Genius - Episode 074 >
“This is the seventeenth year.”
I’ve been playing the keyboard since I was 5.
“At first, I was so frustrated that I wanted to cut off my fingers that wouldn’t move as I wanted. It was even worse when I was honing my virtuosity. At that time, I thought that if I couldn’t play Liszt’s music, there was no reason for me to live, so I played and played without sleeping.”
The tips of his fingers were blunt. The fingerprints on his ten fingers were already faded. He worked hard to gain recognition from his family. He had to bloom as quickly as possible so that he wouldn’t be ignored. Thanks to that, he grew up being called a prodigy, but he always had to live with diseases such as hay fever.
Just did it.
“Isn’t that a glorious wound? No. It’s very stupid and foolish. Hay fever, carpal tunnel syndrome, focal dystonia are diseases that shorten a pianist’s life. I made a deal with the devil. Just put a little more skill into my fingers. You can break them whenever you want.
you.”
Because Baek Jeong-hun was that desperate during his childhood.
“I learned a lot over the past two years. It was a time to reflect on my life and attitude as a pianist. As Chopin said, the best teacher is your own ears. I learned a lot about myself during this time. But if the past two years have helped me grow in my life,
“For me, these two weeks were a time that shook my values to their core.”
What does that mean? The interviewer’s face was filled with doubt.
“Did you ask whose song “Iron Blood” is?”
Of course, how could one not be curious? It was an additional repertoire that was not planned. Furthermore, the score called ‘Iron Blood’ was a score that no one had ever heard of. Even the composer was left unknown, which only increased curiosity.
“When I first heard Iron Blood, I felt that my life had changed. My heart pounded like it did when I first touched the piano as a child. He knew everything about music. He knew what I was thinking when I pressed the keys and how relaxed my fingers were.
I can tell just by looking at it. Even if Mozart came back to life, he wouldn’t be able to teach like that. Who is he? The iron-blooded master.”
Baek Jeong-hoon’s eyes were pointing at a boy. If he had grown in the past two years, the boy had changed as if he had broken through his limits. Didn’t he go to propose a collaboration and learn music instead? When his musical talent and numerous sheet music are revealed, the world will be stirred up again.
“He is my teacher.”
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Why, did I feel any affection for him over the past two weeks? I felt a little empty when Baek Jeong-hoon, who used to stamp his attendance card every time he came to work, didn’t show up. I guess he must be busy with rehearsals and stage inspections since the recital is just around the corner. The country is in turmoil.
There were some who asked if it was just a solo concert, but the newspaper reported that he had become a role model for society, as he raised all the proceeds and donations to help the underprivileged. Furthermore, he is a pianist who is considered a next-generation virtuoso.
‘By the way, why didn’t you reveal the composer?’
Since he kept the composer a secret while considering Iron Blood as an additional repertoire, he suddenly became a mysterious composer. It seems like Baek Jeong-hoon has some kind of ulterior motive, but I can’t figure it out. When I asked him, he would just say it was an event, and he would evade the conversation as if he was jumping over a wall.
At that moment, the piano chair where Baek Jeong-hoon always sat appeared in my sight.
‘Can you do it?’
There were countless scores piled up in the studio. Of course, there were countless piano pieces among them. Baek Jeong-hoon would always look at the scores with his mouth watering. Most of them were notes he had written down in one stroke while thinking of the musical ideas in his head while studying piano. Oh
Looking at the notes on the lute, it seemed as if they were screaming for me to play them at any moment.
“Hoooo―!”
It was a different feeling from when I played the violin. When I placed my fingers on the keys, it was as if my ten fingers had their own self and were talking to me. That moment when I let out all the emotions that had been building up to the tip of my chin in a single exhale.
Ten fingers began to move as if they were competing. It was a piece expressing the beauty of loneliness that is as intense as Debussy’s moonlight. Just as Debussy was inspired by Verlaine’s White Moon, I was inspired by a pure white deer I saw one day. Blazing Dawn
From the mysterious broken chords that seemed to express the gap to the gliding glissando technique that expressed the mysterious footsteps of the deer, only when I finished the legato that continuously continued between notes did the pure white deer appear before my eyes as music.
At that moment,
“amazing…”
Director Im Hye-ra, who I don’t know when she came in, was looking at me with her mouth open. As soon as she felt my gaze, her face turned bright red and she calmed down. It was a sight I had never seen in my past life, where she looked flustered, unlike any other director.
“Isn’t it unpleasant that I unknowingly listened in because the door was open?” “No, it’s okay. By the way, how was the song?”
It wasn’t a song that was made to be evaluated. Nevertheless, wasn’t it the first time it was shown to someone else? Director Im Hye-ra frowned. Even she couldn’t understand what had just happened. She finally expressed the song in one word.
“A dreamy being. I don’t know exactly, but the music seemed alive.”
I nodded briefly. That was enough.
“My face is going to burst.”
It was while I was enjoying brunch with CEO Im Hye-ra. She looked at me with surprise every now and then, as if she still hadn’t gotten over the performance she had just had. She seemed like a supporting actor who had found out the secret of the main character’s birth in a weekend drama. When the yolk of the galette was about to run out, she
It had returned to its original form. Did the richness of the yolk eventually overcome the strong aftertaste?
“Oh, Hyun-ah. Did you see Jeong-hoon’s interview this morning?”
Interview?
“What kind of interview is this?”
I know that Baek Jeong-hoon has been mirroring interviews up until now because his personality is similar to mine. Of course, it was a time when he was very sensitive before his solo concert. Anyway, after listening to what Director Im Hye-ra said, it seems that he ended up doing the interview. Soon, Mi-hyeon came with a magazine and said, “It’s a magazine that is popular in the domestic classical music world.”
It was a famous record label.
“Look, I told you the lady was surprised when she saw it in the morning.”
What was surprising?
I received the album cover with Baek Jeong-hoon’s face on it as big as a door. My eyes, as I read through the interview in the form of a question and answer, were drawn to the last answer. What, Master? What on earth were you thinking when you answered like that? It was a moment that was more absurd than pleasant.
“Hyeon, is that what you’re saying?”
Director Im Hye-ra looks like she has discovered yet another secret about her birth.
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I visited my grandfather’s office after a long time, and my secretary brought me biscuits and orange juice. She still looked at me and said I was cute, so I felt a little bit hurt. I had to grow taller quickly, no matter what. The suit I wore after a long time fit me perfectly, like a lie. The sleeves were a little
It would be nice if it was a little less, but it’s annoying, annoying. Why is it that my body is exactly the same as my past life, without a single error?
“Hyun-ah, I heard your recital is being held at the Arts Center today?”
“Yes, Grandpa.”
I answered while sipping orange juice. By the way, I could really feel the popularity of the solo concert held at the concert hall of the Seoul Arts Center. Furthermore, many social leaders will appear this time. It seems that the idea of donating the proceeds from the solo concert will be attractive to them.
Because it was one thing.
“Hyun-ah, I heard that Daesung Group will go bankrupt soon. Everyone is talking about the government implementing a bankruptcy deferral agreement.”
“is it so?”
The domino effect has begun. The government is trying to persuade financial institutions to sign a deferred payment agreement, but it is like closing the barn door after the horse has bolted. Soon, the stock price will collapse below 700, and foreign exchange reserves will hit rock bottom, so the exchange rate will eventually skyrocket. The next blueprint is clear enough to see. Grandpa.
My father seemed to expect me to say something, but I didn’t open my mouth any further.
“Oh, by the way, I decided to bring one more person to the recital today.”
“One more person?”
Who could it be? Didn’t your mother and father decide to enjoy some time together after a long time? They must feel like newlyweds after a long time. However, my uncle is the kind of person who yawns at the first thought of classical music, so he would avoid such places. At that moment, a knock was heard from beyond the office.
“This old man is not even a nobleman.”
inspiration?
“My brother-in-law, he came out.”
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At that moment, the door opened and the King Serpent appeared.
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I felt like everyone around me was paying attention.
How come it doesn’t seem like I’m enjoying more wealth and honor than in my past life? I’m sitting proudly between two founders and watching a solo concert. The concert hall of the Seoul Arts Center had undergone a lot of reinforcement compared to two years ago. Even though it could accommodate over two thousand people, the design was poor.
If so, would it have once been called the Bathhouse of Art? Still, in order to forget the shame of the past, the spaces that had resonated with the sound of a bathhouse were eliminated, and the pipe organ and other facilities that were lacking were supplemented, so even Spencer of the London Symphony would be satisfied with this. At that moment, Baek Jeong-hoon walked onto the stage under the lights. His confident gait, straight shoulders, and unwavering gaze naturally brought to mind the iron-blooded maestro I had encountered in my past life. It seemed as if he was enjoying the countless applause pouring down. Yes, at the Tokyo Concert Hall in the past.
The rookie Baek Jeong-Hoon I had seen had long since disappeared.
Drumroll!
The beginning was the Fantastic Polonaise, which is considered a masterpiece among Chopin’s polonaises. Although it was a polonaise, it was free from formality and had an extremely beautiful and elegant introduction. It was the notes that Chopin drew on the staff with a worn-out mind just before a weakened breakup. The trembling
Unlike Baek Jeong-hoon’s fingertips, the sound expressed numerous utopias. The sadness hidden behind the gorgeous tone. Chopin’s passionate heart was reviving through Baek Jeong-hoon’s long fingertips.
‘As expected, you’re made for the stage.’
There must be a reason he won second place in the Chopin Competition. Baek Jeong-hoon on stage was shining brightly like the sunlight. The audience was all holding their breath and watching his performance. There was no other devilish melody that was so captivating to the eyes and ears.
From the Fantastic Polonaise to Bach’s chromatic fantasy and fugue, Schubert, and Mussorgsky’s Pictures at an Exhibition, they were all masterpieces. What’s more, his appearance when he sat in front of the piano was like that of a famous actor. From his long fingers to the soft light flowing down the tip of his chin.
It was like a painting.
“The song we will present next is ‘Iron Blood,’ which we will be performing for the first time on this stage.”
I could feel the audience that had been keeping quiet starting to murmur. As it was mentioned in the pamphlet, it was a song whose composer was not disclosed. There were rumors that it was Baek Jeong-hoon’s own composition, but a huge controversy arose when he said in an interview that it was a song composed by his teacher. Baek Jeong-hoon’s reappearance
As soon as I sat down on the chair, silence fell over the room as if it were a lie.
First start,
Adagio sostenuto!
It was the beginning of a lyrical melody resembling Beethoven’s piano sonata Moonlight. It was only the first syllable, but just hearing it gave me goosebumps all over my body. Of course, someone had coached me. However, my heart was pounding without mercy from the first movement to the second movement that heightened the tension and the passionate third movement.
Why is there distance?
Crunch!
The audience was holding their breath and feeling the thrill, but I wanted to go up on stage with my violin right now. Baek Jeong-hoon, that guy, he played every note with all his might as if he was going to make me regret not having collaborated with him. It was as if this song was
As if life is over when it ends.
As the ecstatic performance ended, like the last leaf falling,
Clap clap clap clap!
Thunderous applause poured out. As if they had forgotten about the encore, the audience did not spare a standing ovation for the iron-blooded finale. Baek Jeong-hoon stood up and bowed deeply to the audience. It must have been a satisfying recital for everyone.
That was when.
“I sincerely hope that my performance will be a small source of inspiration to the many fans who have waited for me for a long time. And.”
Baek Jeong-hoon looks straight at me among the crowd of people.
“Lastly, I would like to express my deepest gratitude to violinist Hyun, my friend and teacher, who gave me the opportunity to play the musical score called Iron Blood.”
He bowed his head deeply. The old man sitting on the left and right and Chairman Wang turned their heads toward me. It didn’t end there. In an instant, it seemed like all the attention in the concert hall was focused on me. Meanwhile, Baek Jeong-hoon was looking at me and smiling.
Could this really be the event we were all waiting for?
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