Superstar From Age 0 - Chapter 1132



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0 years old to superstar episode 1132

The cellist was amazing.

“/Push the strings harder, and pull the bow softly./”

If you just follow the conductor’s passing remarks, it sounds like your performance has improved.

Perhaps it’s Benjamin Morton.

“/Oboe. Focus./”

Although he was clearly a violinist, Professor Benjamin controlled and moved every instrument in the orchestra.

Someone once said that an orchestra is a giant instrument played by a conductor, and indeed, the notes that changed according to Professor Benjamin’s gestures sounded like a melody from a single instrument.

-!

Of course, the instrument was not yet complete, so there were many times when it went wrong.

However, the player who made the mistake did not panic and continued playing right away. The other members did the same. Only after the piece was completely finished did everyone put down their instruments, exhaled lightly, and relaxed.

“/Still, it’s a lot better than the first performance./”

As Professor Benjamin spoke with a grin, Jason Moore spoke in his characteristically crooked, but not unpleasant tone.

“/If it doesn’t grow from then, it’s a big problem./”

The sight of Jason Moore sitting in the first violin seat is unfamiliar yet familiar. Choi Yu-seong sitting next to him is also laughing.

On the opposite side, sitting in the second violin position, were Dmitry and Kim Soo-bin, who were seen talking with other violinists. They must have been reexamining the parts that didn’t fit.

Professor Benjamin could have pointed it out, but he was teaching in a way that allowed them to find their own mistakes.

As expected, the players’ skills were noticeably improving. Even the cellist himself.

Kim Soo-bin, who was taught by Professor Benjamin, did well as expected.

Even though I’m a freshman in high school, I haven’t received much criticism from Professor Benjamin so far. Some of those times, it wasn’t because I was wrong, but because ‘Kim Soo-bin’s’ individuality was so well expressed even though I was playing the second violin part of the orchestra.

Several violinists played simultaneously, looking at the same score and receiving the same direction, but Kim Soo-bin’s performance was vivid in color, like a blue flower blooming among pure white flowers.

It was the same this time too.

It wasn’t a bright blue, but it was like sky blue, and Kim Soo-bin’s color came through in the performance.

It was disappointing for the conductor who had hoped for a color scheme as white as possible.

“It’s difficult… … !”

At school, this much would have been acceptable, but since the conductor was a conductor, it wasn’t easy to get over.

Seojun smiled slightly and rested his chin on the violin.

“Listen carefully, Soobin.”

A long melody flowed out from the downward bow. And the part that the second violin had played just a moment ago flowed out as it was.

The members, who got to know Seojun, who played the solo violin, through practice, found out how distinct his ‘individuality’ was, and were amazed by the second violin’s individuality, which was so completely removed that they couldn’t help but admire it.

At that moment, Seojun smiled and nodded.

Jason Moore smiled as if he was having fun and picked up his violin. And he played. Of course, it was the second violin part that Seojun was playing, but for some reason, the sound was a little louder, and only one melody could be heard.

‘… … ?’

Dmitry lifted and lowered his violin bow with an interested expression. Again, the sound grew louder, but only one melody was heard.

‘… … Huh?’

Following that, Choi Yu-seong, who had received Professor Benjamin’s gaze, also scratched his cheek and joined in.

Even though four people were playing together, only one melody was heard.

The beat, the sound of the strings, and the movement of the bow were all perfectly the same, like a machine, yet they had the unique feeling of a human player.

‘Is this possible?’

Not only Kim Soo-bin, but the members also opened their mouths wide.

Of course, it was nearly impossible to play this perfectly.

If these four had not once been connected by [the connection of the (senior) orchestra conductor] at a Paris concert.

‘Well, Jason escaped along the way.’

However, since it was within the scope of his ability until then, Seojun thought he would have some idea of ​​what it ‘feels’ like.

And, as expected, Jason Moore followed through.

Seojun, who was continuing to play, smiled and changed the movement of his bow a little.

Then, Seojun’s melody and the melodies of the other three people changed. Seojun’s melody began to contain the individuality of ‘Lee Seojun’.

Then, Jason Moore also started playing ‘his own melody’ as if he had been waiting for it. So did Dmitry and Choi Yu-seong.

All the members of the group were speechless.

Despite the same score and the same beat, this time four performances with completely different atmospheres were heard.

“… … This is crazy.”

I never thought that this kind of performance was possible, and I think I understand why they tell performers to find their own individuality.

“Do you understand?”

When Seojun asked after finishing the performance, Kim Soo-bin nodded reflexively with a look of admiration on his face, then became sullen.

“… … I don’t think I can do that.”

“/You don’t have to go that far, Bin. Those kids are special./”

When Professor Benjamin smiled and said this after hearing Choi Yoo-seong’s interpretation, Kim Soo-bin and the members also breathed a sigh of relief. I knew that this orchestra performance would have to be like that.

“/It was the same feeling at the Paris concert. Why was that performance such a hot topic? It was because it was such a special and extraordinary performance that one can count on one hand./”

It’s hard to see even once or twice in a few years.

Even Professor Benjamin, who was picky about music, didn’t expect the performance to be at that level.

The members were relieved again by that explanation.

“Thank goodness. I thought that was the basic level for a world-class player.”

“me too.”

If that were the case, what a terrifying world it would be.

All the members trembled without realizing it.

And then I realized something new.

How amazing are the violinists before your eyes.

Without Dmitry, it wasn’t even the second violin part, so he wouldn’t have been able to practice, but he showed off his ability to play it perfectly on the first try.

The members kept exclaiming in admiration, completely forgetting that one of them was an actor (and a very good one at that).

Suddenly, Choi Yu-seong caught the cellist’s eye.

A violinist who was unknown until a few years ago, but blossomed after the Paris concert.

‘So this performance was the impetus for this.’

I also wanted to find a cellist like Choi Yu-seong.

A unique personality that is so great that people would gladly come to your concerts.

So I decided to put everything I had into this orchestra performance. I have done so until now, and I will do so even more in the future.

“I……!”

The cellist raised his hand in a flash.

Seojun and the three violinists, who were talking about how much fun this concert was, looked at the cellist, along with the admiring members and conductor.

“If you don’t mind, could you tell me what thoughts, feelings, or emotions came to mind when you were composing this song? I think I’ll be able to immerse myself in it better then.”

Songs always have images associated with them.

For example, Schubert’s Erlking.

This song was composed based on Goethe’s poem, and it expressed a father and son being chased by the devil king.

If I played it with that image in mind, with a strong, dark, and urgent feeling, I could have played it better.

One more. Vivaldi’s Four Seasons.

As the title suggests, each song has an image of a season, so if you play it while thinking of the characteristics of that season, you can play it more appropriately.

The songs Seojun has composed so far have been like that.

Perhaps because it was used as the background music for [Over the Rainbow 1, 2], it had such a clear emotion and image that when you listen to it, the scene comes to mind.

“Oh, I see.”

Seojun nodded.

“It would be more helpful if you could describe the song in more detail.”

Of course, Seojun explained the mood of the song to Professor Benjamin and the members, but he didn’t go into detail about how he created it.

Because it was a little difficult to explain.

How to explain what happened in the library of life.

So Seojun decided to explain that it was a dream. It wasn’t a lie either.

“This song is based on a dream I had while I was sleeping.”

When Seojun opened his mouth, those who had guessed roughly focused, and those who had no idea gasped and pricked up their ears.

“I don’t remember exactly, but there was a place like an escape route. I thought I had to go there and started moving, but something appeared to block me. A lot.”

It felt like I was hearing a mysterious story I had only seen on the Internet.

Like meeting the grim reaper or almost crossing the Samdo River.

And yet, everyone realized what the rough melody of the song was, the creepy, chilling, rough melody that followed along so earnestly as if not to let go of the solo violin.

These will be enemies who prevent Seojun from waking up.

“So, I was having a hard time, and something came to help me. I felt relieved and gained strength. And we ran together to the exit.”

on the other way.

The melodies that harmonized with the solo violin must have been the allies that helped Seojun in his dreams.

“/Is it because the background is different that it was divided into two songs?/”

Seojun nodded in response to Jason Moore’s question.

“/Yes, that’s right. The first one is on the ground, and the next one is in the sky. The escape route was in the sky.”

Also, the subject of help changed from past lives on earth to past lives and from past lives and real people (+ whales/wolves) in the sky, but that wasn’t explained.

“When I woke up, I thought that perhaps the thing that had helped me in my dream was the prayers of the sprouts and the people.”

From somewhere a sobbing sound was heard.

It was a mixture of emotion and excitement from the sprouts who seemed to have been caught but were caught. The members who had been praying for Seojun at the time also sniffled.

Of course it’s a dream.

I was touched because I felt like my earnest feelings at that time were conveyed.

“/Subin and Jason’s performance too./”

At that, Jason was seen laughing with a snort, and Kim Soo-bin was seen smiling with wide eyes.

“/Jun, you worked hard in your dreams./”

As Professor Benjamin said.

According to Seojun’s explanation, the melody of the solo violin was Seojun’s actions themselves. The solo violin, which was the main melody that supported the song, kept making sounds like it was falling and tipping over several times, but it never stopped moving its bow until the very end.

Even though it was a dream, I was moved and sad at the same time as I thought about Seo-jun who must have worked hard.

Seojun ended up smiling awkwardly.

“This song was created with that kind of feeling in mind. That’s why I want to share this wonderful performance with as many people as possible.”

All the members nodded.

After listening to Seojun’s story, I felt like I knew what each part meant and what each part meant. I had to express Seojun’s feelings as well.

Even though they felt burdened, the members’ eyes sparkled with motivation.

It was not Professor Benjamin who could not notice that feeling.

“/Then shall we play it one more time?/”

At those words, the members who had been taking a comfortable posture quickly picked up their instruments and straightened their postures. Jason Moore, Choi Yu-seong, Dmitry, and Kim Soo-bin did the same.

‘Just like the score.’

It was a direct expression of the composer, Seojun’s heart.

For now, it would be best not to reveal personal interpretations or individuality.

The baton in the conductor’s hand moved up and down.

In line with this, a solo violin performance began, expressing Seo-jun suddenly falling into the dream world, followed by an orchestra.

‘I am an ally.’

‘We are the enemy.’

As I recall Seojun’s story, the vivid images that come to mind also become more expressive.

Of course, being strong doesn’t necessarily mean it’s good. This is an orchestra after all.

Professor Benjamin lifted his other hand and moved it downwards as if to calm his emotions. Accordingly, the strong melody gradually found its appropriate level.

On stage.

Seojun, Professor Benjamin, and the members were so absorbed in their performance.

And several cameras were clearly capturing the scene.

Even what Seojun said a little while ago.