The Healing Life of a Music Genius - Chapter 158



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158 Unexpected Proposal

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Naturally, my eyes opened early.

The dark room helps us gauge time.

also. It’s not even 6 o’clock yet.

After stretching a lot, I came down to the first floor.

Quiet house.

I sensuously walked through the dark living room with the lights off and opened the refrigerator door.

A bright orange light comes on and illuminates the surroundings.

The refrigerator light also illuminated the bottle of barley tea I was looking for.

My mother always made barley tea, saying it was good for colds.

Perhaps thanks to that, Suyeon and I never caught a cold except in very rare cases.

Last time, Suyeon and I built a snowman outside for a long time and it was okay, so it seemed like it was definitely working.

I poured the barley tea into a cup and drank it down in one go.

The savory yet cold barley tea immediately woke me up.

‘I don’t know why I drink coffee when there are such great alternatives.’

I returned to my room on the second floor and sat down at the desk.

Sheet music, which had been worked on until night, was scattered everywhere.

Even though I cleaned it up from time to time, the desk looked a little hectic as I wrote a new staff paper every time a new idea came up.

‘There was quite a lot to edit yesterday.’

Since I’ve been focusing on the recital, it’s been a while since I composed music.

Maybe it’s because I lost my senses because of that gap.

Or maybe it’s because my standards have gotten higher in the meantime.

It wasn’t easy to find a song I liked.

‘what······. Wasn’t it usually easy for me to make songs?’

Maybe it’s just that it’s been a while since I’ve been feeling this way.

In this song, I wanted to include the scenes I saw in Singapore.

It could be nature, people, or stories.

There were countless thoughts that came to mind.

However, it took a little more time to turn this into refined music.

Basically, it’s a very sentimental song.

A song was being created that I wanted to be sung by a vocalist with appropriate appeal and delivery skills.

After organizing the score in the order I worked on it, I opened the window.

As expected from the weather in January in Korea, a cold and bitter wind suddenly entered the room.

A feeling I couldn’t feel in Singapore.

Even though my whole body was shaking, my eyes were caught by the scenery outside.

With the sunrise, the snow-covered snow turns reddish.

Somewhere, a winter bird starting its day chirps softly.

A cat was wandering around on the wall of our house.

Although my mind wanted to just look around, my trembling body seemed to be telling me to quickly close the window.

“eww. “It’s winter, so we won’t be able to ventilate for long.”

I closed the window, and after thinking for a moment, I sat down in front of the desk, wrapping myself in the blanket on my bed.

I held a ballpoint pen in my hand and hummed the notes written on the score.

I checked the words I didn’t like.

When you look at the sheet music, the lines that suddenly come to mind.

That was recorded separately.

Then, whenever a melody was created, I couldn’t help but smile.

“Is there anything special about happiness? “This is happiness.”

music.

I thought that if I didn’t have music, I would have been very bored every day.

I combined the impressions I received from Singapore and my current impressions and expressed them in the score.

Time flew by without me even realizing it.

The smell of rice being cooked and the feeling of clutter coming from outside the door told me that the family had all woken up.

I looked at the organized sheet music.

Although there is still some work to be done on the arrangement, the outline of the form of the ‘song’ has been established to some extent.

I felt like if I tried accompanying myself on the guitar later and even made a guide recording with humming, I would be able to judge what my song was like more objectively.

Unless it is.

I thought it would be a good idea to go to Hongdae to say hello after a long time, to relax with the guitar, to refresh, and to evaluate the song.

‘⌜Let’s prosper⌟ It’s been quite a while since I’ve seen you guys’ faces.’

smart.

I guess it’s time.

“It’s okay to come in.”

After a small knock was heard, the door opened and Suyeon stuck her head out.

I didn’t know it last year, but my younger brother had already grown 10 cm taller than a year ago.

‘When did you grow up like that?’

Even if I knew it, I didn’t know it.

“brother. It’s time for breakfast. hmm? “Then why are you smiling?”

“just. “Sooyeon is amazing.”

“I?”

“I feel like I’ve grown up so quickly. “Is it because I eat well, study hard, and play well that I’m that big?”

“okay?”

Suyeon came into my room, put her hands on her head, seemed to be measuring her height, and even crossed her arms.

“Ahem. “Have I grown a little?”

“Really~ Let’s measure your height later.”

“okay. Then I’ll prepare a key sticker. But brother.”

“huh?”

“Now my siblings and I have to eat first. Otherwise, you might not grow as tall as one day. “Then it’s a big deal.”

“That’s right. This must be a really big deal. By the way, Suyeon, do you know what the menu is for this morning? “I’m just curious.”

“Hehe. brother. This morning’s breakfast is egg rolls and stir-fried sausage. “I told my mom yesterday that I wanted to eat it, and it worked.”

“really?”

“huh! Egg rolls are your favorite menu too. So I tried my best. how is it? “Did you do well?”

Sooyeon is in front of me, looking up at me.

When I pat his head and say he did well, he smiles and shows a satisfied expression.

“Hi-Hi. let’s hurry. “Mom, Dad, I’ll be waiting.”

“okay. “Let’s go quickly.”

When I followed Suyeon down to the first floor, there was a steaming table set out there.

Mother beckons us to hurry.

“Hey guys. It’s going to cool down. “Sit down quickly.”

“yes. All right.”

“yes~”

Mother and father, Suyeon and me.

My family and I sat around the table and had breakfast.

While we were talking together, my father got up first because he had to go to work.

After seeing him off to the front door and helping him clean up the dishes on the table, I returned to my room.

From now on, it was okay to use instruments.

There was an acoustic guitar, a synthesizer, and a grand piano at home.

Now, my room may have better facilities than most practice rooms.

I tried playing while looking at the sheet music.

I relaxed my neck and called out to the top line.

In the middle, I called Suyeon and tried to sing this song to her.

Suyeon’s reaction was consistent.

My heart was pounding.

He even gave me a thumbs up, saying it was a song that made him smile.

“Suyeon’s evaluations are always good. Is it because it’s your song?”

“no. no. I’m just saying it honestly because it’s a great song. “Good things have to be said to be good.”

“okay? “Then that’s a relief.”

“And I’m your first fan too. I also know that being as honest as possible will help my brother. So you can believe what I say.”

Sooyeon speaks clearly.

Thanks to you, I laughed.

“okay. “Thank you for evaluating me ‘accurately’ again today.”

“It was nothing. But brother. if······.”

“Oh right. Shall we go right away?”

“huh!”

A sticker that Sooyeon was holding with both hands wrung out.

I put a key sticker on Suyeon’s room door for the first time this year.

“Hi-Hi. brother. thank you.”

“It was nothing.”

Even though the years changed, we were always the same brother and sister.

When I thought the song work had progressed to a certain extent, I picked up my smartphone.

and.

I called someone who was anxiously waiting for my call.

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.

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⌜Moonlight⌟ Rooftop of the office building.

After finishing the phone call, Park Hoon smiled as he saw the assistant manager, Charina, approaching from afar.

“The timing is amazing.”

“yes? why? “Are you that hungry for coffee?”

“Well, that too. thanks.”

“The manager bought it. “I am more grateful.”

Park Hoon first checked his watch while receiving the can of coffee handed to him by Charina.

There are now about two hours left until the meeting I scheduled with Grayson Grant of ⌜DreamSounds⌟.

Seojin said, ‘I have a song that I can show to the manager. ‘It’s a rough draft,’ she began the call.

‘I had a song before we even had a meeting. This means a lot.’

Grant came here in person.

This is ⌜Moonlight⌟, located in Korea.

‘Seeing as you made an appointment with ⌜Wolgwang⌟ the day before, it seems like you just came by yourself…’

As Park Hoon found out, Grant was one of the quite influential directors within ⌜DreamSounds⌟.

It seemed like there was a clear reason why he was moving this far.

‘It’s just that I can’t see them going this far just to receive one song.’

Grant covets MJ that much.

It would be more correct to interpret it that way.

Now that Seojin had started working on a new song, there was a card that could maintain the upper hand in negotiations.

Park Hoon briefly told Charina that Seojin had started working on a song, and then told her the expected scenario.

“Probably Director Grant would like to take Seojin to ⌜DreamSounds⌟ exclusively. That way, it will be easier to work with in the future.”

“Yes. ⌜DreamSounds⌟ is an ‘American’ label. It’s not just a matter of working on a single song, but they also want to be involved in composing songs in the future. “If we continue to release the composer’s songs in the United States.”

“that’s right. So, I think we can deal with ⌜DreamSounds⌟ the way Seojin tried to sign with ⌜Wolgwang⌟. Gun by gun. That would benefit Seojin as well. “He’s very busy and wants to be free.”

“In the meantime, you also receive a generous composition guarantee?”

“okay. At the same time, we should also find out which singer MJ wants to give his song to. “If Director Grant can make a move, I’m sure he has an idea.”

“It could be a pretty difficult meeting.”

“There will definitely be a battle of wits. But we have the advantage. Just think about that and go. If you have to, you can just postpone the meeting until later.”

“It’s like push and pull, isn’t it?”

“That’s right. “What’s urgent right now is ⌜DreamSounds⌟.”

Park Hoon, who was talking with Tsarina, went down to the office on time.

Since it was a promise requested unilaterally by Director Grant, the meeting place was chosen at a convenient location for ⌜Wolgwang⌟.

The time was also set at a convenient time for ⌜Wolgwang⌟.

With such an advantageous position, Park Hoon and Charina met with Grant in a conference room in ⌜Moonlight⌟.

I talked to him for a while.

The conversation about MJ started with the idea of ​​putting MJ on the American billboard and continued endlessly.

When about an hour and a half had passed.

Grayson Grant has an unexpected story to tell.

“then. MJ doesn’t work with the ⌜Wolgwang⌟ employees here except Assistant Manager Charina and Manager Park Hoon, right? “To maintain confidentiality.”

“That is the situation right now. MJ is so…”

“Then, what if we, ⌜DreamSounds⌟, would like to bring you and MJ, including the two people here?”

“······ yes?”

“Gun by gun contract. The fact that you suggested that means that there is a high possibility that ⌜Moonlight⌟ also has a similar contract with MJ. It seems like the two of you are favoring MJ. “They definitely seem like good people.”

The two people from ⌜Moonlight⌟ make eye contact for a moment in the air.

“I also want to provide accommodations for MJ. If there are two people MJ can comfortably work with. I, too, would like to bring you two. If MJ and ⌜Moon Gwang⌟ actually maintain a ‘gun by gun’ contract, there is no problem. How is it?”

“······.”

“······.”

Grayson Grant didn’t think he could easily get MJ.

So from the first meeting, I pulled out all my cards.

A much more powerful card than Park Hoon and Charina thought.

Grant wanted to bring ‘this board’ in its entirety.

“If there are any conditions you want, please tell me. There are two of you, but if the conditions are favorable to MJ, we at ⌜DreamSounds⌟ are willing to accept them. Composition guarantee? It doesn’t matter how much it is. And one more thing.”

Grant took out his business card and wrote small letters with a ballpoint pen.

I handed it out to Park Hoon.

“What does this mean? “Mark?”

Mark.

The English word itself means a sign.

However, Grant did not write the word Mark with that meaning. So I was confident about this too.

“If you show it to MJ, I’m sure he’ll understand what I mean. I would like to speak to MJ directly. I want to meet him and talk about music. If he can’t meet in person, even by phone. So, I hope you will pass on this business card.”

“All right. I will deliver it to you first, but… “I can’t give you any certainty.”

“That is enough. I am truly sorry for making a sudden appointment today. “Then let’s end the story like this for today.”

“······.”

“I thought if we were going to bring in a composer of MJ’s caliber, we had to do something like this. then. I look forward to hearing from you soon. I’m not kidding, I really want to make MJ a Billboard songwriter. Nice to meet you. Manager Park Hoon. Mr. Charina. “It’s okay if you don’t see me off.”

“······ yes. All right. Nice to meet you. “Director Grant.”

“ah! yes Director Grant, please enter carefully!”

A development that Park Hoon did not expect.

Director Grant bowed his head in accordance with Korean etiquette and stood up.

After Grant left the conference room.

Charina asks Park Hoon in the conference room where only the two of them are left.

“I······. Manager, what should we do?”

Park Hoon took a deep breath and then answered simply.

“How can I do it? First, we have to discuss it again with our composer. “First of all, Seojin’s thoughts are the most important.”

Grayson Grant, Director of ⌜DreamSounds⌟.

As befits his title as director of a mid-sized American label, he was certainly not an easy person.