< For the Music Genius - Episode 085 >
“I really like you―!”
Son Yu-ha narrowed his eyes. It was because the attention he was not particularly pleased with was focused on him. He was the captain of the rugby team, with a large body like a mountain, deep eyebrows, and a sharp chin. But he seemed to enjoy watching romantic movies that did not suit his size, so he prepared a letter and roses. He was swept up in the atmosphere.
You shouldn’t be swept away. In times like this, you should have said it clearly so that the other person wouldn’t misunderstand.
“Sorry, I don’t like it.”
Even the north wind of Moscow wouldn’t be this cold. The rugby team captain collapsed in his seat as the cold wind blew his voice. As Son Yu-ha passed by, her friend followed her in a hurry.
“Yuha, this is already the twelfth time―!”
Aren’t those who watch from the side more excited than the original person involved? Twelfth, yes. This number is the number of men who confessed to Son Yu-ha as soon as the new semester started. There are rumors that there was a student who was also working as an actor in Hollywood, so what more can I say? She is already
She was a famous queen bee at the prestigious Phillips.
“Why won’t you accept my confession?”
“Because I don’t like it.”
The black girl stuck out her tongue. Even in her own eyes, her friend was amazing. With her cat-like eyes, white skin, and cherry-like lips, she looked like a painting. In addition, just like her proud impression, her aura was so strong that it was difficult to approach her carelessly. No wonder Son Yu-ha’s nickname was
Um, maybe a rose?
“Yuha, don’t you have a guy you like?”
Girls go through puberty earlier than boys. What’s more, isn’t it Son Yu-ha who receives confessions regardless of grade? She should have dated a guy at least once, but she didn’t. Rather, she would have been disgusted and rejected by men. At that moment, Son Yu-ha stopped in her tracks and spoke firmly.
“there is.”
“You’re there? Really? Who are you?”
The black girl’s eyes opened wide, as if she had heard an unbelievable story. But she never got an answer.
“Yuha, when are you going to Korea?”
“I’m thinking of going out for a bit.”
“No matter what, going to Korea during the exam period seems a bit suspicious.”
“There’s an important classical performance coming up.”
The black girl’s eyes filled with wonder at the unexpected story. It didn’t make sense to go all the way to Asia to see a classic, let alone anything else. And it was exam period. It was then. The moment Son Yu-ha tried to walk again, the wallet fell out of her arms.
uh?
A picture was clearly visible between the open wallets. The black girl picked up Son Yu-ha’s wallet and made a puzzled expression.
“Who is this kid?”
At that moment, Son Yu-ha shook her head strongly with an expression she had never seen before.
“I’m not a kid—!”
Inside the wallet, which he carefully accepted as if he were holding a new item, was a photograph. It was a memory of a boy in a suit playing the violin on a stage.
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“Ugh, ugh.”
My heart pounded relentlessly as I was out of breath. My arms trembled slightly as if an earthquake had hit me as I played for an indeterminate amount of hours. Didn’t the pianist Seymour say that there is no room for compromise in music, and that there are no excuses or flimsy pretexts?
Talent is not tolerated. That was exactly our situation.
“I’ll do it one more time.”
Before I knew it, there was only a week left until the concert. Baek Jeong-hoon nodded briefly at my firm voice. His fingertips were starting to ache, but his eyes did not leave the music score. Moreover, the corners of his mouth were gradually rising. I carefully lifted the bow. Sharply
The moment the tip of the bow touched the strings, stirring the lungs, the fingers on the keyboard began to dance. “Hyun-ah, have you ever given private lessons like this to anyone else besides me?”
“Don’t board the plane. This is just a test run, not a personal lesson. Even if it’s a joke, if people hear it, they’ll curse at me.”
“No kidding, this is what you call personal tutoring.”
Of course, doesn’t Baek Jeong-hoon, who has studied music his whole life, know that I am constantly adjusting to him. Moreover, after studying classical music abroad, his perception has improved significantly. From the perspective of a teacher, Baek Jeong-hoon is a great musician. In the past, Professor Auer said that Jascha Heifetz
Was this how it felt when I was taught? It was like pouring water into a pot whose depth was not visible. It was right to say that the capacity for learning was different.
“If Hyun says he’ll give private lessons, musicians from all over the world will flock to him with blank checks.”
“Brother, I’m not really interested in teaching men. Let’s take a short break.”
“Why? I will prove that it works.”
“I will accept your offer, but I will decline.”
Moreover, there were already many students who proved their effectiveness at the Moscow Conservatory. Baek Jeong-hoon and I went up to the rooftop to cool our heads for a moment. The night sky, which had already become dark, was filled with countless stars. In just ten years, those stars would no longer be found in the city. It would be as if they had been forgotten.
It felt like I met my friend Lin again.
‘In times like this, beer is the way to go.’
I wanted to eat dried squid and a can of cold beer on the wide open rooftop like a vast plain, but I couldn’t help it. My shortened body was so stiff that I thought I didn’t have much time left until I grew up. I was sad at first, but what can I do? Of course, I was going through growing pains.
I should be thankful that it was in high school. If it had been any later, my future would have been bleak. That was when it happened.
“Hyun-ah, should I tell you why I play the piano?”
Baek Jeong-hun’s sensitivity became richer as he looked up at the night sky.
“I wanted to be recognized by my family. The only thing I could do was play the piano. But at some point, I started to hate the music I had been desperately clinging to. It felt like I was using the piano. When I decided to give up everything, the person I met was Mr. Hirose. He told me that.
He said, “Don’t hate music, but find the answer in it. I didn’t know what he meant then, but I think I see it now. It wasn’t music that I hated, it was myself.”
It was similar to my past life. Just like me who was obsessed with power and success, Baek Jeong-hoon was also obsessed with the piano to gain recognition from his family. However, the difference was the appearance of an outstanding mentor. The Queen of Hyun played the role of calming Baek Jeong-hoon’s wavering mind. Now, I will train him.
Isn’t it time to do this? As if to clear up the mistakes of your past life.
“Get up, it’s time to go find the answer.”
His arms were trembling slightly and his back was soaking wet, but Baek Jeong-hoon got up from his seat. Would you believe that he would get excited every time he played the same piece? It was a magical continuation of time. At that moment, countless stars in the night sky shone like notes on a staff.
How much time has passed?
It was when the dusk had cleared and dawn had emerged. Director Lim Hye-ra, who had visited the gallery early in the morning, saw the studio door slanted open. The sight she saw when she entered the studio was amazing.
“You two didn’t play all night long?”
One was lying on the piano bench, using the keyboard as a pillow, and the other was sleeping, holding the violin tightly in his arms. There was a smile on his face, as if he was dreaming a good dream. Director Im Hye-ra brought a blanket and covered the backs of the two. She had a feeling.
Lira. These two people will become the masters who will take charge of classical music in Korea.
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Sizzle sizzle!
After finishing my shower, the smell of meat hit my nose. I went down to the first floor with a towel around my neck and my eyes widened. Isn’t it a feast from the morning? It seemed like I was the one doing the recital, not Baek Jeong-hoon. Even though it was just a simple collaboration, I felt like I was going to be with my mother.
The government ladies were forming an ensemble to create a table setting for the king.
“Haha, if someone saw me, they’d think today was Hyun’s day.”
My grandfather said something while eating with a spoon.
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“But Hyuna, is it okay for you to eat this much in the morning?”
“It’s okay, Grandpa.”
Each musician had a different way of controlling his condition before going on stage. Some went on an empty stomach, and one famous maestro even said he always ate before taking the baton. On the other hand, I was not restricted by my condition. The moment I held the bow, time stopped.
My mind has become infinitely peaceful. By the way, as Jean-Pierre said, mother’s braised short ribs are truly revolutionary in taste. Should we consider braised short ribs along with soy sauce marinated crabs in our business plan?
“Student Kang Hyeon, fighting today!”
With the help of Mr. Kim, I arrived at the Arts Center. Of course, I was only performing one song, but a pre-rehearsal was essential. When I entered the concert hall with the encouragement of Mr. Kim, Baek Jeong-hoon was already busy rehearsing. As time passed, the concert hall began to resemble memories of my past life.
It was visible. It was proof that the number of people enjoying classical music in Korea is increasing.
“Hyun-ah, Mr. Hirose might be coming today.”
It was an unexpected story. “Professor Hirose is currently performing with the Berlin Philharmonic.”
“I got a call from Goro-san saying that he was coming to Korea right after the collaboration ended.”
It seemed that the Queen of Hyun really valued her relationship with Baek Jeong-hoon. She must have attended Baek Jeong-hoon’s solo concert in Japan, but she also expressed her intention to come all the way from Germany to Korea to attend another solo concert.
“Then shall we try to match the sum?”
The staff’s attention was focused on Baek Jeong-hoon’s one word. While classical rehearsals usually involve simply checking the movement, Baek Jeong-hoon went as far as sitting on the piano stool. I had no choice but to take out the fantasy from the violin case. Thanks to this guy, there were security guards around the waiting room today.
Will be fully deployed.
As time passed and the darkness grew darker, the audience began to gather at the Arts Center. Although the times were chaotic, Baek Jeong-hoon’s ticket power was formidable. Furthermore, he used all of his profits to help the underprivileged. There was no more beautiful donation than this. After checking the route and finishing the rehearsal,
It was when I was resting in the waiting room after finishing.
‘Tsk.’
I clicked my tongue. My stomach was boiling. I went to the bathroom several times, but it seemed like my digestion wasn’t fully done. The staff member who went to get the digestive medicine was a Hamheung tea merchant, saying that it was a market day. Fortunately, there was still a lot of time left until the performance.
At that moment,
“thank you.”
Someone opened the door and came in and handed me a digestive and a bottle of water. Without even checking the face, I quickly poured the digestive into my mouth with a word of thanks. The medicine was so effective that as soon as it went down my throat, my stomach felt much better. I felt relieved.
At that moment, my eyes naturally closed.
“I guess you can’t do it without me, oppa?”
I slowly opened my closed eyes at the sound of a familiar voice and saw a blue hairpin.
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