The Healing Life of a Music Genius - Chapter 126



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126 Without even knowing it

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Seolhwa Yejung was very peaceful.

Yum.

“The first year of middle school… has already won the international competition? Is that real?”

“It’s true because it was published in an article. “It’s also called Ettlingen.”

“Then is it true that he is Professor Yuhan Kang’s student?”

“That information was included in ⌜Monthly Ensemble⌟.”

“You’re crazy…”

“I heard you have a connection with Maestro Hoffman?”

“They even signed a contract with a large agency!”

“So he’s already rich? As a pianist?”

“uh. I guess they even go to and from work in a car with a driver. “I heard there are kids who saw something like that?”

“oh my god!”

“I heard that now they only eat high-quality foreign snacks.”

“Totally bourgeois?”

“It’s not a joke, right? But what is bourgeois?”

“Middle class in medieval European cities… No, just rich. “You fell asleep in class, right?”

“oh.”

Children who immediately use the words they learned in world history class.

Yum.

I ate another piece of sweet and sour pork with my eyes fixed on the plate.

When people came to eat lunch during lunch time, people around them would cause an uproar.

As expected from middle school students, there was a bit of exaggeration, but it didn’t bother me.

If it were someone else, I might have felt sick while eating.

But aren’t I ‘from an uninhabited island’ with a stomach that can chew through stones?

I wasn’t one to nod at this much noise.

‘It reminds me of this time last year. There was chaos even after the AC2505 accident.’

I, who was called the immortal of Saebom-dong… am now a bourgeois pianist who only eats foreign snacks after winning the competition?

It seemed like that was the case.

I wanted to refute it a bit, but I felt like it.

‘It’s not entirely wrong… so I have nothing to say.’

As I was handing out the snacks I bought from Germany here and there, it was true that I only ate these chocolate snacks for a while.

I don’t know if it’s bourgeois, but there was quite a bit of money coming in related to ‘piano performances’.

Konzerthaus Gala Concert Guarantee and down payment received when signing with ⌜Schmid⌟.

And even the Ettlingen championship prize money was all settled.

Everything was processed quickly because ⌜Schmid⌟ took care of it.

Having an agency definitely made things easier.

By the time I had almost finished eating the sweet and sour pork.

Lee Ha-eun, who was next to me, jumped up and turned around.

“excuse me. Hey guys. Don’t you think it’s very rude to keep talking like that until we eat? Seojin can act like this too…”

Lee Ha-eun glanced at my empty tray and spoke.

“Hmm. He might be uncomfortable. “Please be a little careful.”

“Oh, I didn’t mean to do that…”

“We just…”

“Sorry···.”

Look. Aren’t they all naive kids?

I waved my hand to the children who apologized to me to show that it was okay.

“Anyway. You too are too withdrawn. “I have to say something to make them come to their senses.”

“why. It’s cute. Leave it alone.”

“You think it’s cute to say things like that? ······ okay?”

As Lee Ha-eun sat quietly in her seat thinking about something, Shin Joo-won, who was across from me, asked me.

“So how much do you earn? Aren’t you really rich? Just tell your friends. “We’ll keep it all a secret.”

Baek So-yeon seems to have heard Shin Joo-won’s words and leans towards the front of the table. She then pretends not to notice and turns her head towards Lee Ha-eun.

Several other piano department A students also held their breath.

A sudden silence came to the cafeteria of Seolhwa Ye Middle School.

I gave an appropriate answer.

“You’re rich. no way. It’s just about raising expenses. “When I went abroad, the cost of staying was higher than I expected.”

“but······. Where is it though? Everyone spends money to study music, but you are already making money doing music. “I’m jealous.”

It certainly seemed like my recognition among folktales was higher than outside(?).

Columns in ⌜Monthly Ensemble⌟ and articles and news related to me.

Although there wasn’t much coverage in the media, I thought that people interested in classical music might recognize me.

‘It seems like the way the teachers look at me has changed a little…’

Anyway, it was a peaceful folk tale.

after school.

I received a phone call.

– Composer, then I will be waiting in the school parking lot! Come down slowly.

This could be said to be the source of the rumor that I have a driver.

Lee Ha-eun says this when she sees me coming back from a separate phone call.

“You seem busy. “You’re having a hard time too.”

“I do it because I want to, but why? “There’s something I’ve been working on recently, so you come here often.”

Lee Ha-eun takes a quick look around and continues speaking.

“You said they were ⌜Moonlight⌟ people, right?”

“uh. So, we will have to leave school separately today.”

“okay···. Work hard~ See you tomorrow then~”

Although she doesn’t say it that way, Lee Ha-eun looks downcast.

He waited for 15 minutes for me, who was on the main shift, so that he could leave school with me today, but he must have been lonely because he ended up going alone.

I felt sorry for no reason.

so.

“Would you rather go together? You’re taking me to Saebom-dong anyway. “If I ask you a favor, you will easily grant it.”

“······ huh?”

“If you take the car, it’s right to Saebom-dong. Come with me.”

“······!”

Without even thinking about it, I try to hold Lee Ha-eun’s hand, but she gets startled.

Quickly remove your hand like a cat avoiding water.

‘It’s really agile, isn’t it?’

When I looked at it, Lee Ha-eun was broken.

“Ha, shouldn’t we do this at school? Last time at the amusement park, I had enough hands…”

“huh? “I’ve never been in a car with you at an amusement park before. What are you talking about?”

“Well, that’s not it! “You must be…!”

“······?”

Lee Ha-eun, who was making strange excuses, wondered if her logic was messed up, but ended up obediently following me.

Lee Ha-eun.

When I’m with him, sometimes there are moments that I don’t understand.

There was a fairly luxurious sedan parked in the parking lot of Seolwha Yejung.

⌜Moonlight⌟ Team 1’s artist protocol(?) vehicle.

He said that he no longer uses the compact car he used when he went to Gangneung, Seolha’s sister’s house.

‘You said you got your license two months ago, so you’re already good at it.’

A car parked like a knife.

As soon as I got into the car, Assistant Manager Charina was the first to greet me.

and.

“oh! Composer… No, Seojin… You said you were a friend, right? “I’m so glad to see you!”

“Oh, hello. “My name is Lee Ha-eun.”

“Did you say we live in the same Saebom-dong? It’s not a task to take you there. “It’s Seojin’s request.”

Since there seemed to be continued confusion about the title of Deputy Czarina, I told her that Lee Ha-eun knew about my relationship with ⌜Wolgwang⌟.

“and. “Did you?”

“yes. He is a childhood friend of mine. I also know that I compose music. Because he helped me in the music room at Saebom Elementary School, I was able to take the ⌜TEST⌟ at the right time. “He is my best friend who has been supporting me ever since.”

“I found out that you were the benefactor of ⌜Moonlight⌟?”

“Plus, she is the winner of the Baekwol Contest this time. “Later, when he becomes a pianist, we might get to know Moonlight.”

“Hehe! It’s a shame. If ⌜Moonlight⌟ had continued to push classical music, they would have casted it right away. “Looking at the composer’s praise for him, it seems like he would definitely become a great musician.”

“I can guarantee that. In the past, while watching Ha-eun perform at a competition, I also developed a dream of winning the competition. He is a friend who had a great influence on me. “I’m sure everything will go well in the future.”

“······.”

My friend doesn’t know what to do with our compliments.

However, Lee Ha-eun couldn’t do anything other than whispering to me to stop. I just look at my own thoughts.

It was a short walk to Saebom-dong.

As Lee Ha-eun got out of the car, she shouted loudly to Assistant Manager Charina, “Thank you!” and said to me separately, “You… were making fun of me on purpose, right? “You grew your dream while looking at me…” he whispered, his cheeks blushing.

I shrugged.

“no way. Why would I lie? Anyway, it went well. “I’ll see you at the bus stop tomorrow, just like I did this morning.”

“······.”

Lee Ha-eun, who mumbled several times, sighed and said, “Okay… “See you tomorrow, Seojin,” he replied, waving his hand at me.

Deputy Tsarina smiled slightly as she started the car.

“It’s so cute. “Are you telling me to kill you, composer?”

“yes. But instead of ‘stilts,’ I should say that we played the piano together.”

“Tsk tsk. Composer, do you know that it’s nice to see that you seem to be doing well in school? “I’m just feeling happy?”

For some reason, Assistant Manager Tsarina was raising her eyebrows for a while.

Only after parking at Saebom Apartments does he get to the point.

The story is that Manager Park Hoon has finally signed autographs with singer Jang Hyeonpil.

He even received the composition fee on very good terms.

“Aren’t you curious about how much money you received? “I came here in person because I wanted to tell you that.”

“You must have accepted it well. Because Manager Park Hoon went there in person. “Weren’t there any other conditions than that?”

“Eh? “Why don’t you really ask how much the song fee is?”

“For me, singing comes first. It doesn’t matter even if the manager only received 50,000 won in song expenses. Composers are bound to make money from copyright later anyway. “After being at ⌜Moonlight⌟ for a year, I learned these facts well.”

“and······. I was truly impressed. Anyway, the average artist is most curious about money.”

“So you said there were no other conditions?”

“······.”

The Tsarina looked at me quietly and then raised both hands.

“I will surrender. that’s right. “Singer Hyunpil Jang has a request.”

I nodded and pointed out the expected parts.

“Directing and recording. Mixing and mastering. How involved will the composer be in that? “We should talk about it from now on, right?”

“really···. When someone sees the composer, they will think that he is a veteran with 10 years of experience. But there’s one more thing.”

“One more thing?”

“yes. Singer Hyunpil Jang has been playing band music for a long time, so he doesn’t want to use virtual instruments in his music. He said he wanted to do a session recording.”

In other words, I don’t want to use MIDI in the sound source.

What I meant was that I wanted to record with real instruments.

Deputy Tsarina calmly explained to me the contents that had been conveyed.

First, singer Hyunpil Jang said he wanted me to come to America.

Since the concert tour was canceled and I couldn’t come to Korea to record, I wanted to write and sing the song quickly, so I called the composer to the United States.

We also decided to provide support for all necessary expenses.

The best treatment a singer can give a composer.

but.

“Then the composer will meet all the people involved. Then, the meaning of using the stage name MJ…”

“It will disappear.”

“that’s right. So, I was asked to ask about that first. “What do you think, composer?”

I heard that Hyunpil Jang’s band’s performance team is quite large.

Wouldn’t it be difficult for so many people to maintain security until the end?

In short, if I go there and look at Directory, the result will be similar to Han Seo-jin revealing that he is MJ.

Am I revealing to the public that I am MJ at this point?

There’s nothing I can’t do, but I thought it was a little premature.

My current priorities were the Carnegie Hall performance and the Queen Elizabeth Competition.

At least until then, I didn’t want to be swayed by the issue of ‘MJ’s identity.’

“also. The manager thought so too. So I think we have to find another way.”

The assistant manager explained various workarounds to me.

The words were complex, but there were few main points.

1. Hyunpil Jang’s band is currently on tour in the United States.

2. I want to release MJ’s new song right away. I want to perform with that song during my US tour. I liked the song that much.

3. In the meantime, you also have to do sessions and vocal recordings.

4. I received enough composition fees to meet these conditions.

I thought about it for a while and came up with a good idea.

The assistant manager pointed out the current situation once again before I could say anything.

“70 million won for one song is not a small amount of money. Singer Jang Hyun-pil seemed to like the song, so the manager said he shouted loudly at it, and he said he agreed right away. As a result, it became a situation where we had to adjust to some extent.”

“Yes. “It’s definitely not a small amount of money, right?”

“yes? “Why are you doing this?”

“Mr. Cha, how much did you just say?”

“uh······? “I heard you don’t care about the composer’s money?”

“Still, something… “I think the amount has changed a lot compared to before.”

The Deputy Tsarina looked at me and smiled brightly, then cleared her throat once.

And then he continues his explanation.

“The composition fee alone is 70 million won. Although singer Jang Hyun-pil spent an unusually large amount of money this time, he will be able to continue receiving music fees equivalent to this level in the future. how is it. “The composer continued to make number one songs for a year, so he really changed his level, right?”