God of Piano - God of Piano chapter 125

“Then shall we try it?”

“……What is it, won’t it come off?”

“No, let’s just test it. How about a painting?”

It was the next moment. Heather’s fingers slipped between Rowoon’s fingers. Soft to the touch, slightly lukewarm rather than warm. Rowoon looked at his strange friend with a blank face, unable to shake his hand. Heather smiled as she held Rowoon’s hand.

“Well, it’s not that disgusting.”

“Let go.”

“why. Let’s test what we’ve already tested properly.”

“Then he will tell you to test it to the next level.”

“don’t worry. That’s next.”

“I don’t know what you really are.”

Rowoon sighed and pulled his hand away from Heather’s. And I started to think about whether an artist’s mentality is originally this weird, or if the person sitting next to him is just weird. And that was when A familiar voice came from behind.

“Uh, Ron. Were you here?”

It was Mila. She looked at Rowoon with a soft smile, then looked at Heather next to him and pulled the corners of her mouth for a moment. Then, he placed both hands on Rowoon’s shoulders.

“Brahms is also very good? It was an interesting Schumann Variation.”

“Brahms personally tutored me.”

“Huh, of course you would. So what were you doing?”

As Mila bent down, her bobbed hair brushed Rowoon’s ears. Heather swallowed a laugh and watched Mila like that. It’s such a visible Chupa. The problem was that Rowoon didn’t even know that it was flirting.

“I was just resting.”

“With Heather? Do you always hang out with Heather?”

“Then who are you playing with? There is no one to play with.”

“Play with me. How much more do we see in the future? If you and I split east and west again, we won’t see each other that often. You don’t even reply to my texts.”

“Hmmm… because I’m not the type to read texts well.”

“Don’t lie. I am still looking at my phone.”

“Hey, it’s not like we’re meeting and hanging out anyway, so what are you doing by contacting me?”

“Since we won’t be able to meet, we should contact each other often.”

“You were so friendly at Hidden Valley High School, weren’t you?”

“It was because you were always attached to that bastard Chris.”

“Oh, well, that’s…”

I couldn’t look any longer. Ramiya Even so, there was no reason to allow this eastern girl to intervene. Heather stood up from her seat holding Rowan’s hand.

“Hey, let’s go get something to eat. I’m hungry.”

“……Didn’t you eat Danish earlier?”

“Ah, women are always hungry.”

“Oh, then I’ll go too.”

Mila said with a grin.

“I haven’t even had lunch yet.”

“……Shouldn’t you practice? The opera is less than a week away from the competition.”

“What should I eat to practice?”

“okay······?”

“What should we eat?”

Mila smiled at Heather with an innocent look on her face. Heather also smiled.

“well? Do you feel like you’re not hungry all of a sudden?”

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Beethoven seemed to have a heartache somewhere.

[Thunderbolt. ]

＜ Moonlight (6) ＞ End

＜Moonlight (7)＞

“……As expected, Ramy Lee.”

When Rami’s contest was over, people’s reaction was not particularly unexpected. Brahms wasn’t Rami’s favorite musician, but that doesn’t diminish her skills. The lack of time to prepare was rather an advantage for her. It’s a story when you’ve prepared enough to decide whether your understanding of musicians is superior or inferior.

Rami plays. People clap and cheer. The two are so accustomed to it that now it’s a landscape that’s not new to them. So, Rowoon had no choice but to think again.

‘In a way, it’s too repetitive.’

Of course, each song played is different. What I want to express through my songs is different.

But that doesn’t mean that big changes are coming in their daily lives. It doesn’t change what you can pursue. Of course, going to a more famous competition and giving a recital in a bigger concert hall would be such a difference. But that’s not their goal.

Can they be happy just by playing and making the sound they want?

Rowoon is happy now. The sounds he’s making now are sounds he couldn’t even imagine before. Because he is still feeling the change, Rowoon can feel life.

However, it is also true that he became quite calm to the applause of the people. Applause is a natural life. Because Rowoon was living such a life before he knew it.

But what will happen 10, 20, 30 years from now?

“well. That’s for the future.”

Regarding Rowoon’s concerns, Rami responded as follows. A cigarette was in her mouth, as always. Rowoon stayed by her side, sniffing the smell of cigarettes she didn’t like.

“I don’t want to worry about things that haven’t come yet. At least I’m satisfied enough for now. The question of whether you are happy is a bit difficult to answer. Happiness isn’t always lasting, is it?”

“That was a useless question.”

“It is not useless. I think it’s good to worry about that. It’s just that I’m not worried.”

Rowoon looked at Rami’s cigarette as he said that.

Rowoon doesn’t like smoking. But somehow, I always thought her hand holding the cigarette was as pretty as a painting. Like models who have their own light despite all kinds of bizarre appearances, Rami had a knack for shining in any situation. Aside from music, she definitely had the qualities of a star more than anyone else.

“How about Eric?”

“How is it? What could be different?”

Eric likes Rami, but Rami doesn’t like it. That fact is now just more public.

Seeing Rami’s calm attitude, Rowoon thought it was fortunate that he didn’t express his feelings. And I thought for a while that the moment to come someday could be very difficult.

“Oh, do you want to take one?”

“…tobacco?”

“Then what else would you smoke?”

Rami opened her cigarette pack and smiled.

Like I said, Rowoon doesn’t like cigarettes.

“… that’s right.”

But he accepts the cigarette.

I hate the scent that I can feel as soon as I put it in my mouth, but I also think that Rami’s fingers that light me up are very pretty.

From noble mtl dot com

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‘The Musicians,’ will the dying candle of classical music revive?

If there is a hot topic in the American classical music world these days, it would be The Musicians, which is being broadcasted by Wolf recently. This broadcast, which has already surpassed 20 million cumulative viewers, boasted the ability to hold in front of the screen even if you are not a long-time fan of classical music.

“Actually, I thought of classical music as an old, outdated hobby. Originally, I thought it was music that I only listen to at cocktail bars. Of course, I didn’t really listen to them in those places. The Musicians made me sit down and listen exclusively to classical music for the first time.” — Susan Fay, California

“The good thing about The Musicians is that they know how to use classical music as a means, not an end. In fact, what we are more interested in is what kind of stories the contestants have, how hard they live, what they think and how they play. Thanks to that, even if there is a resistance to classical music, it doesn’t feel that difficult to deal with it.” — Ali Bedard, Washington

As can be seen from the interview above, The Musicians are receiving favorable reviews among those involved in the fact that they provide an opportunity to get into classical music.

But that doesn’t mean that only good feedback is coming out about The Musicians. For example, Sarah Honeyven, professor of music education at Ohio University, pointed out the limitations of The Musicians and said:

“The Musician’s weak point is that it makes all the participants prepare for the stage within a tight time frame. As such, it makes them play shorter pieces to a certain extent, but that doesn’t mean it’s good enough.”

“Is it really healthy to have students who have not yet been labeled as amateurs do something that would never be easy even for a professional to do?”

“Can the classics that are handed down in that way really be called real classics?”

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“······ Well, it sounds like the right thing to say.”

After reading the article, Heather muttered as if she had no choice but to admit it.

To be honest, the skills they showed at The Musicians were not the best. Of course, I did my best to replay the songs I had prepared for competitions and other recitals as much as possible and try my best to show the best performance, but such songs weren’t always ready.

And since they were still young, the spectrum of the songs they had practiced so far was inevitably narrow. As such, the professor’s words that The Musicians do not have a rational structure were somewhat valid.

“But it is true that The Musicians have provided quite a fresh stimulus to the classical world today.”

Eric shrugged.

“Anyway, it’s a good thing if people become more interested in classical music through this, and then go on to listen to better performances. And more than anything else, to be honest, introductory listeners are often unable to distinguish how the same song differs depending on the performer, and whether something is better or worse.”

“Well, there is no need to worry about it. It is the same with us that we have regrets in many ways. Realistically, what could be better than this in the structure of broadcasting?”

“Well, it might be a little different if we bring in real legendary professional pianists to host the show. Of course, it is questionable whether such people will appear on the air.”

“Rather, it would be boring if people like that came out. Because we are students, we have something to talk about. Just as how you expressed your feelings to Rami unnie drew people’s attention in many ways.”

“Should I mention that?”

Eric growled and glared at Heather. Heather snorted and ignored Eric.

Eric sighed. I knew very well that expressing my feelings to Rami wouldn’t be a good move in many ways, but I didn’t think it would be such a joke. I thought I’d rather feel sorry for her or something like that.

Eric changed the subject.

“But if we go on like this, aren’t we really going to win the piano division?”