The Healing Life of a Music Genius - Chapter 120



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Incheon International Airport.

“You’re an artist from ⌜Schmid⌟? “And a 14-year-old child?”

Ground staff of an airline.

He checked the information he received once again.

⌜Schmid⌟ is a large agency specializing in classical artists, one of the best in Europe.

Most of the affiliated artists were musicians who had reached the rank of virtuoso, and they often went on concert tours, so from the airline’s perspective, ⌜Schmid⌟ could be considered a VVIP customer.

The number of business class and first class tickets that ⌜Schmid⌟ purchases annually is unrivaled.

As ⌜Schmid⌟ is famous for providing the best treatment to its artists, joining the agency was not easy.

But how could a 14-year-old Korean child coming from Berlin to Incheon belong to ⌜Schmid⌟?

Before performing the escort service, basic common sense was needed, so the male employee began searching for relevant information on the Internet.

There weren’t that many articles in Korean.

Winner of the Ettlingen International Youth Piano Competition.

A gala concert performance that received rave reviews locally.

That was all.

However, when we searched for the content in German, amazing content began to appear.

Praise from numerous great artists.

Favorable reviews from many critics.

In particular, to borrow the words of Erwin Forskl, a famous critic from Austria:

“A genius who comes along once every 100 years. “If the boy can develop further than he is now, he can rewrite the history of classical music.”

It may be dismissed as an exaggerated column, but judging from the overall public opinion posted on the Internet, it certainly seemed like the emergence of a new genius.

At that time, a female co-worker took a peek at the monitor.

“What are you looking at so closely? “Han Seo-jin?”

“I’m an artist from ⌜Schmid⌟ who needs to be escorted out in 3 hours. “After looking into it, it seems like he’s a great guy.”

“I don’t think it’s that famous in Korea. “This is my first time hearing this name.”

“I think this kid is going to be famous in the future. “In Korea, news related to classical music is always a beat late.”

“but.”

“By any chance, do you have a moment? “There is one thing I would like you to help me with.”

The female employee suddenly looked the other way, and the male employee presented a condition.

“Tch. I’ll buy you a cup of coffee later. “It’s because I’m busy right now.”

“It will happen a long time ago.”

The female employee listened to the male employee and went to the arrival hall of Incheon Airport.

And I took a quick look around.

‘There aren’t many, but a few are here. ‘Is this kid really going to be famous?’

What the female employee confirmed were reporters from the media.

The female employee used various methods to count the number, such as holding a camera, wearing a name tag, or being a reporter she already knew.

5 teams.

There was still more time until we arrived, so the number could increase, but it wasn’t bad as a rough estimate.

The female employee went back to the office building and reported this, and as promised, she got a cup of coffee from the male employee.

After a while.

The male employee, along with two subordinates, went to meet the employee at the arrival gate.

The child appeared exactly at the expected time.

The male employee smiled lightly in front of the child.

“hello. Pianist Seojin Han. Was the flight comfortable?”

* * *

The airline employee walked slightly ahead of us.

Su-yeon looked at me and pulled my hand twice.

It means you want to whisper.

I bowed my head slightly, and Suyeon whispered in an excited tone.

“So, you’re a celebrity now? “I heard there are a lot of reporters waiting?”

“well. “Maybe it’s not that bad?”

“I saw it on TV. People just came to the airport, holding banners! Don’t you need to prepare sunglasses or something like that? Should I go first and take a quick look at the situation?”

Suyeon’s eyes sparkle.

I patted Sooyeon’s head once and shook my head.

“There’s no need to go that far. In fact, reporters said there were only about 5 teams. I think I’ll just ask about your thoughts on receiving the award. “I don’t think there will be that many people.”

“But brother, it was amazing in the Konzert House lobby, right?”

“Yes, but. To get that much attention as a classical musician in Korea, you have to produce really, really overwhelming results. Even people like Conductor Hoffman and Professor Yuhan Kang make it easy to enter and leave the airport.”

“Umm…”

Suyeon played with her chin several times with her small hand before answering.

“Other people will fall in love immediately when they hear you play. like me.”

“Do you think Suyeon liked your brother’s performance?”

“So~ I heard your heart was pounding? Not because he was my brother, but because he was really cool! “This is an objective opinion.”

Suyeon looked at me and said with a big smile, and I lightly pinched her cheek.

“Hi-Hi.”

After briefly completing the immigration process, I left Suyeon in the care of my mother.

The airline employee also said that he would guide me to another route if I didn’t want to meet reporters, but it didn’t seem necessary.

The thought of not wanting to show my face in the media has slowly begun to disappear.

‘I guess I’ve grown a bit too.’

I had that thought too.

Before leaving the arrival hall, I said hello to the airline staff separately. Because I felt like he was very considerate.

“you’re welcome. ⌜Schmid⌟ Of course, we have to pay attention to this to our artists. However, if you liked it, I hope you will continue to work with our airline next time.”

The treatment was definitely different from when I left the country.

There may have been a fundamental difference because I flew first class, but the value of the name ⌜Schmid⌟ also seemed to play a role.

“I hope so too. “Thank you for today.”

“Then, pianist Seojin Han, I hope you have a comfortable journey home.”

After saying hello, I looked for a moment in the direction where Suyeon and her mother were.

We didn’t think it was necessary to appear on camera together, so we decided to leave at different times.

Suyeon waves her hand to me.

I immediately left the arrival hall.

I only took a few steps, but strangely enough, the reporters seemed to recognize me.

It turned out that reporter Choi Seon-young of ⌜Monthly Ensemble⌟ had joined the group.

‘He said he was going back to Korea a little early. Maybe it was because of this.’

Reporter Choi Seon-young approached me as a representative.

“It’s a little simpler than you expected, isn’t it?”

“no. “I thought it would be much less.”

“okay? Even though they showed such great performances in Ettlingen and Berlin? “I think I would have expected much more if I were you.”

“This is Korea. I haven’t shown anything here yet. “I am so grateful that you came here.”

Reporter Choi Seon-young answered with a faint smile.

“How humble. Actually, it’s because the popularity of classical music has waned a bit in Korea. Because it’s been a while since a star performer appeared. “The public may not know much about Ettlingen.”

“Can you say something like that?”

“The conversation right now is ‘off the record.’ First, I want to relieve your tension. Let’s see… We’ll get into the full-blown situational drama in 10 minutes, so it’s okay until then.”

“yes? “A situational comedy?”

“It’s not that big of a deal.”

They said they would re-film the scene where they walk from the arrivals hall door.

He also said that he would like me to come while looking at the camera.

From then on, the interview would be conducted, and he even told me roughly that he would be asking various questions.

When I heard that, I burst out laughing.

“It was an interview at the airport, and there was a bit of directing involved.”

“Because you are still young. I think it would be better to do it this way. “I talked about it with all the other reporters.”

I thought it could be seen as a form of consideration.

I unconsciously thought that there were only bad people in the media, but reporter Choi Seon-young broke my prejudice right away.

After a while.

I went back and pretended to be the first to leave the airport.

As instructed by reporter Choi Seon-young, I raised my head a little higher and looked at the camera.

The camera flash fires several times.

The broadcasting station camera is pointed towards me.

Reporter Choi Seon-young approached me with long strides and asked me how I felt about receiving the Ettlingen award.

Suyeon and her mother were watching me from afar, wondering when they had come out.

I continued answering while keeping my eyes focused on the camera as much as possible.

Airport users who don’t know English look at me and ask, “Who are you?” He started shouting, “Who are you?”

Instead of people gathering because I was famous, the crowd was created because of the camera.

‘It feels like I’m bowing down and bowing to you.’

The interview ended sooner than expected.

The MBS reporter informed me that this would be on the news tomorrow.

Meanwhile, reporters also gave me words of praise.

“good job. Ettlingen is one of the most popular youth competitions. “I have a lot of expectations for the future.”

“I heard you’re studying with Professor Yuhan Kang? no wonder. Rumors were spreading. “I’m looking forward to performing in Korea.”

“The review of the Konzerthaus performance was amazing! “When the next performance is scheduled, be sure to contact me.”

Reporters giving us a business card each.

After saying hello to them, I joined my family.

When my mother saw me approaching, she quickly hid her phone.

“I think it’s a record that will last a lifetime. “It’s because it’s my first time seeing you stand in front of a camera.”

“You can take pictures comfortably. “I don’t care.”

“······ so?”

Only then did my mother comfortably take a picture of me with her cell phone.

It seemed like he took about 30 pictures in a split second.

But then.

“Wow!!!”

Su-yeon suddenly started running somewhere.

I saw something and Suyeon jumped into the arms of a gentle man.

The person who suddenly hugs Suyeon, lifts her up, and smiles at me.

“Seojin, did you have a good trip?”

It was my father.

“yes. “I had a good time.”

“okay. Good job.”

My father said that he was watching us from a distance for fear of making a fuss during the interview.

My father quietly entrusted Suyeon to me and hugged my mother.

My family and I chatted about our well-being on the spot.

I got into my father’s car parked in the parking lot and headed home.

Originally, everyone from ⌜Wolgwang⌟ to Seolha’s sister and friends said they would come pick me up, but I opposed it.

‘I was planning to go home right away anyway. Sometimes it was too late.’

Seoul was still the same.

A familiar scenery came into view outside the car window.

Lots of cars and horns honking intermittently.

The low buildings are lined with flashy shops.

Geumeunbang, laundromat, convenience store, tteokbokki restaurant, cafe, PC room.

People were busy looking at their phones while standing under the traffic lights.

got a call.

I intentionally told them my arrival time late, but they called me first, right on time.

Lee Ha-eun.

My friend was excited.

– Everyone is curious about you! In the story, your victory in Ettlingen was very big news. I heard the gala show was a big hit too? There are a lot of rumors going around that you met with great artists. It’s a mess. Uproar.

“And you also won the Baekwol Contest.”

– Oh, it’s not a competition that can be compared to Baekwol. So, is everything okay?

“huh. “I’m on my way home now, but I think I’ll go to sleep as soon as I get there.”

– okay. Rest well. I’ll see you when your condition recovers. Call me anytime!

Next, Seolha noona, ⌜Wolgwang⌟ people, and ⌜Let’s achieve great success⌟ brothers.

Thanks to this, the phone became warm.

Before I knew it, an old five-story apartment without an elevator came into view.

Suyeon also looks at the apartment with sparkling eyes.

My father and I carried our gun bags and carried our suitcases up the stairs.

Room 502.

Suyeon took the lead first and opened the front door with the key.

The stainless steel front door handle turns and makes a rattling sound.

The scene inside the dark house became brightly lit by Suyeon’s hands.

“Wow! “It’s home!”

Soo-yeon ran to the sofa and buried herself in excitement, and her mother asked, “What about him?” “You have to wash it first!” he nagged her.

Our family took a shower in order and each changed into our indoor clothes.

Suyeon came out of the room wearing polka dot pajamas. She lies down on the living room floor.

It stretches out its arms and legs, moves them up and down, and flutters them.

Thanks to this, I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Suyeon, do you like it that much?”

“huh! After all, home is the best. I feel at ease. “Do you want to lie down too?”

He taps the floor lightly and gestures to me.

Without any hesitation, I lay down next to Sooyeon.

Father turning on the TV, mother turning on the fan.

Suyeon subtly leaned her head on my arm.

It’s been a while since I watched an entertainment show on Korean TV.

⌜Like a Mirage⌟, a song I sang based on Lee Ha-eun’s story, plays as background music.

The song I gave to Seolha’s sister, ⌜It’s Sunny Starting Today⌟, could also be heard several times on other channels.

My family watched TV without saying anything.

The first person to fall asleep was Sooyeon, who was sleeping on my arm.

‘Gorolong. He must have been very tired, judging by the way he snored, ‘Gro-ro-long.’

The moment my eyes were about to close, someone handed me a blanket.

I closed my eyes completely, feeling the soft cotton and hearing the sound of my little brother snoring cutely.

A fan set on rotation sometimes creates wind.

My parents’ whispers were soft.

The sound coming from the TV actually made me feel at ease.

What is the meaning of home…

I felt like I knew all too well.

* * *

“Han Seo-jin?”

“yes. This is the kid who won in Ettlingen this time. It is said that it received rave reviews from local masters. “Critics are all praising the child.”

“Hmm. is it so?”

Performing Arts Headquarters under the Seoul Arts Center.

The general manager there gave instructions to his subordinates.

“Then, let’s plan a performance. Isn’t our Seoul Arts Center better than most other stages? “The child will probably accept it easily.”