The Healing Life of a Music Genius - Chapter 71



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Sulwha Yejung Main Auditorium.

After all certificates for excellent grades were awarded.

A student on stage was reading the oath on behalf of the music department.

Since the contents of the oath were slightly different for each department, the heads of each department were reading the oath in order.

In some ways, it was a boring time.

Meanwhile, the music students began whispering among themselves.

“The overall senior in music? “Who is he?”

“This is my first time seeing you.”

“I don’t think he came from a gifted school… I don’t remember seeing his face.”

“You speak as if you have been to every gifted center in our country?”

“I’ve been to three places in Seoul. They were all major places. Besides, I tend to remember all the faces I see once.”

“You look good.”

“Then did you really see his skills well?”

“well. “I thought I would get top honors in the violin department.”

Meanwhile, piano students who knew more about the music department in more detail were showing a variety of reactions.

“and. Is he really the senior? “I’ve never seen anyone do well in a competition.”

“therefore. Have your skills suddenly improved?”

“There was a rumor that it was because of a plane accident? During the practical test, the kids who heard him play said that. “My skills have improved.”

“plane accident?”

“He was a completely unique kid.”

“But how was your performance during the test?”

“They said it wasn’t a joke. “I thought some teacher was giving a demonstration performance.”

“and. “If it’s real, that’s awesome.”

“And I heard that all the other students failed their exams because of him.”

“Oh my.”

“I heard you were an unremarkable kid at the competition? “So you became the top student only based on your practical scores?”

“You’re crazy.”

One person among them.

Oh Beom-jun, who was number 5 during the practical test, kept tilting his head.

“I kind of don’t believe it. You got top honors in the music department with a low-ranking score in a competition? I guess your practical skills were perfect? “What kind of professional musician are you?”

“but. If he was a really popular kid, why would he be in Korea? “I’ve already gone abroad.”

“Or is there something else? Back or something? Line to school?”

“Maybe so. “I guess he’s the son of a member of the National Assembly.”

“Then you should be careful.”

“Tsk tsk. I know.”

Children giggling near Beomjun Oh.

Lee Ha-eun, who was watching this in silence, held back for a long time before letting out a bitter cry.

“Now you guys… do you think our school is only good enough for that?”

“what?”

“Does this seem like a school where things like ‘Line’ are common? So, among our seniors, who won famous competitions? “Do you think they all had a line?”

“hey. “Is that the same as this?”

“then? Do you know that you are now disparaging the school you attend through your own mouths? “It’s truly pathetic.”

“No… it’s not like that.”

“And have you guys heard that kid playing? Don’t be fooled by unnecessary guesses. “Don’t act like you’re still in elementary school.”

“Oh my, you’re so scared. But you talk like you’ve heard him play before?”

In response to Oh Beom-jun’s question, Lee Ha-eun turned her head and looked at him.

“Because we go to the same academy. And anyway, you’ll be listening to that kid play later, so why are you so impatient? “Perhaps, like Seojin said last time, lack of self-esteem…”

“hey!”

“Oh ho ho. Why is everyone like this? I came here to do something and it seems like we are already forming friendships like this. “That too between the chief and deputy chief.”

“······.”

“······!”

A man caught between Oh Beom-jun and Lee Ha-eun.

Teacher Maruho of the piano department looked at the two students and continued speaking.

“For your information, prominent external figures helped with this practical examination. There is no need for students to worry about such things. “The score is just based on ability.”

“······.”

“······ I know it well.”

“Then, from now on, when we gather in the auditorium, let’s try to concentrate instead of talking. “Okay?”

“······.”

“yes. sorry.”

“Student Oh Beom-jun doesn’t answer?”

“··· All right.”

“Normally, I would have given you a penalty point, but today is the entrance ceremony, so I will give you special attention. There’s no guessing what’s next. Do you understand?”

“yes.”

“··· yes.”

“great.”

Seolhwa Yejung was operating a reward and punishment point system.

It was not a method that was reflected in students’ grades, but rather served as a bit of a carrot and stick to encourage students to actively participate in school life.

for example.

If your store has 3 points, you will receive the ‘Priority Reservation for Practice Room’ benefit.

If the penalty point is 3 points, the penalty for ‘cleaning the practice room’ is given.

Because the content was significantly different depending on the score, it was a great system for motivating students.

As proof of this, after Mr. Maruho passed by, the students became completely quiet.

After a while.

The oath of all heads of each department was completed.

Students returning to their original seats one by one.

Among them, Han Seo-jin, a senior in the music department, looked at all the eyes focused on her and came up with an idea.

‘oh my god···’

No matter how I thought about it, it was a satisfying experience.

‘All top students… are given scholarships for 3 semesters? Ah… that’s good. good.’

What the Chairman himself said a little while ago.

Han Seo-jin, who could barely stop the corners of his mouth from rising, soon sat down.

Most students who saw Han Seo-jin’s confident appearance, as if she didn’t care about the people around her, had similar thoughts.

‘It looks like you’re confident in your skills. ‘I’m mentally strong too.’

Of course, their thoughts were not entirely wrong.

* * *

The day after the entrance ceremony.

Sulwha Yejung playground.

“ah···. I need to do well on the test. “Then we’ll be in the same class.”

“But didn’t you say that’s not necessarily the case? “They say it’s not in order of grades.”

“They say it’s not divided into honors and inferior classes, but it’s reflected to some extent.”

“okay?”

“huh. Let’s work hard!”

Lee Ha-eun asks me for a high five.

I patted his hand.

On the way up to the classroom, Lee Ha-eun and I went in a different direction.

This is because I was in temporary class 1 and Lee Ha-eun was in temporary class 3.

To be honest, the concept of ‘half’ didn’t seem to matter much to Seolhwa Yejung.

A school that adopts a ‘curriculum-based system’ similar to the university system.

Depending on the type of class, students moved to where the teacher was.

Thanks to this, when I took music classes, I was able to meet all the piano students.

It seemed like only the basic subjects of Korean, English, and Mathematics were taught in his own class.

When I entered temporary class 1, the children who had already been in the class immediately looked at me.

‘Is it a bit… awkward?’

I said “Hello?” in my own way, and the kids in the class…

“and! “The leader of our class has arrived!”

“oh my god! Are you her? Guts Contest Guy! In the end, I got to the top of my class!”

“I wanted to see you once! nice to meet!”

“What song did you play during the practical test? “Can you stop by next time?”

“How many hours a day do you practice piano? “Is there such a thing as a routine?”

They were funnier kids than I thought.

Not the gloomy kids I saw before, but kids with sparkling eyes.

As expected, most of them were innocent children of this age.

I went to my seat and greeted the children one by one.

Most people asked me about music, and it definitely felt different from Saebom Elementary School.

Among them, there was one who particularly stared at me.

A boy sitting right next to me.

He looked at me in a way that made me feel a little uncomfortable, so I tried to talk to him.

“nice to meet. “My name is Seojin Han.”

“I’m Shin Joo-won. You… were her. “Practical test bomber.”

“······ huh?”

“I was number 14 at that time. After hearing your performance, all of our classmates from numbers 11 to 15 died. Black. “Poor humans.”

“······.”

“By any chance, you don’t remember me? I thought I would recognize you right away. “We just passed by for a moment.”

Shin Joo-won scratched his forehead to appeal, and I shook my head.

“at all. “I don’t remember.”

“I see. Anyway, nice to meet you. You played Beethoven and Chopin back then, right? “You were really good at it.”

“thank you. “What did you hit?”

“Mendelssohn and Mozart. But I had a really hard time. Actually, I got the hang of it by choosing easy songs rather than difficult ones. “It’s only been two years since I started playing the piano.”

“what?”

I had no choice but to ask right away.

“2 years? “You got a story in two years?”

“huh. He originally played the violin. I changed it because it was difficult to play while standing. The piano was so comfortable. After all, sitting is best. It would be better if I could lie down. “Aren’t there any instruments like that?”

“······.”

What did I hear now?

After practicing the piano for 2 years, I got into Seolhwa?

Moreover, the reason you changed your major to piano was because you could sit down?

I knew that people who make music are not ordinary on average, but…

I didn’t think there was another kid like him.

‘If this is true, it means that he is a complete genius…’

The folk tale Yejung… must have been a scary place.

As I was chatting with the slightly eccentric Shin Joo-won, a teacher came into the class.

A female teacher who appears to be in her late 30s.

This was teacher Yang Woo-joo, who would be in charge of temporary class 1 during this week.

“Nice to meet you, kids. I had a hard time listening to the story. Let’s get along well in the future. Oh, and…”

Teacher Yang Woo-joo pointed at me.

“This week’s temporary class president is Seojin. The class president should come to the teacher’s office after the second period. Now, applaud!”

The children’s applause immediately follows.

“Uh… thank you…?”

I suddenly started using Gamtu.

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After the second period ends.

When I entered the teacher’s room, Teacher Yang Woo-joo divided a stack of papers in half and handed them to me.

“Sorry. Because I can’t lift it alone. Are you fine?”

I couldn’t help but tilt my head slightly as I answered, “Yes.” Because the wad of paper didn’t seem that heavy.

Following the teacher to the ‘Piano Study 1’ small auditorium.

I could understand why Teacher Yang Woo-ju called me.

“Actually, I was surprised when I heard your performance during the practical exam. He captured the emotions in great detail. The other judges were really surprised too. “You’re good at it.”

“······ thank you.”

“So I wanted to praise you for doing a good job directly from my own mouth. If you do well, you have to tell me that you did well, and if you don’t do well, you have to tell me that you didn’t do it, so that my anger goes away. However, you can’t say something like this in front of other kids, right? That’s why I called you on purpose.”

I nodded my head quietly, and Teacher Yang Woo-joo smiled at me.

“Let’s do our best. Seojin, I think you could be a really great performer. I think it’s okay to be greedy. Understand? “You should always aim high?”

“all right.”

A slightly burdensome compliment. Nevertheless, Teacher Yang Woo-ju smiled. I listened to her talk and she said she was excited to have so many good students come in after a long time.

“Especially with Beomjun and Haeun. Everyone has their own personality. Be friendly with them too. “It will help.”

“Uh… I understand.”

I don’t know about the former, but I was already friendly with the latter…

My answer wasn’t completely wrong.

We soon arrived at the small auditorium. It was a small auditorium, about the size of a recital hall.

All of the piano students were already gathered here. First, staff paper was distributed to students. Then I went and sat down in the empty temporary class 1 seat.

Sitting next to me was Shin Joo-won, with whom I had been talking for a while in class.

“Whew. “I’m nervous for no reason.”

“What are you saying you’re nervous about? “You’re a genius.”

“huh? “When did I say I was a genius?”

“I heard that I got here after practicing piano for 2 years. Honestly, if you have that skill, you have no choice but to do well in this class. “Aren’t you being harsh on me for no reason?”

“hey. You’re a top music major, right? “If I were a genius, you would be a genius grandfather.”

“For your information, your genius grandfather may not be a genius.”

“··· done. Anyway, if you are a senior, you should comfort your friend like a senior. Ugh. Are you nervous? like this.”

“··· done.”

“Tsk.”

As we talked from time to time in the morning, we became a little closer.

Shin Joo-won. Although he was basically a child that felt close to the sloth family, he seemed kind-hearted.

That’s it then.

After a while, the rest of the piano department teachers entered the small auditorium.

Teacher Taehyuk Son.

Mr. Maruho.

Among them, teacher Taehyuk Son took a seat in front of the piano without saying a word, and teacher Maruho briefly explained the class.

“If you’ve seen the timetable, you know everything. It’s listening class time. However, today you will take a test. You can rest assured that it will not be reflected in your grades, but we will divide you into classes based on these results. Please keep this in mind.”

Hearing.

A class where you listen to pitches and write them down on sheet music.

For anyone who plays music, this was an essential class to take in order to learn accurate pitch.

In my case, I studied with Mr. Miller every single day.

It was quite difficult at first, but the more I did it, the easier it got.

‘Uncle Miller was also excited.’

I smiled slightly as an old thought suddenly came to mind.

After Teacher Maruho’s explanation, Teacher Taehyuk Son gave a brief demonstration.

Play random notes on the piano at regular intervals, then take a short break.

Then play a few more notes and rest.

During the break, write down the note you just played.

A very simple process of repeating this.

Instead, the level of difficulty was scheduled to become more difficult as the class progressed, and students were told that they only had to write down the answers as much as they could.

“Okay then, we’ll start right away in one minute. “Please take out the desk next to the auditorium chairs.”

The students moved in perfect order.

Except for a ballpoint pen and a sheet of music paper, there was nothing on the desk.

At that time, teacher Taehyuk Son’s hearing test began.

The first notes that came out were…

‘Mi, do, re, si, sol, do…’

Monophonic listening that requires you to write down one note at a time.

This was really, really easy.

* * *

There is a saying in listening class.

Don’t be greedy to write down every note from beginning to end.

This is because no matter how much you have absolute pitch, you will make mistakes when writing down many notes.

So, it is important to divide the words into words and write the first note accurately.

If you do that, even children with relative pitch can easily infer the next note and write it down.

What if I didn’t hear it properly?

It is to boldly give up one word.

To hear the notes properly in the next measure.

However, as expected, some of the first-year piano students were very embarrassed.

Those students didn’t even seem to know this know-how.

Among these children, there are those who are unable to properly solidify their ‘basic skills’ because they are so obsessed with practicing ‘practical songs’.

Since the entrance exam format is structured that way, we cannot place full responsibility on the children.

then?

Since this is an arts middle school, you can teach such children in the future.

For that purpose, we will take a test today and split into two classes.

The test, which started with single-voice listening, had already increased in difficulty considerably.

4 stars.

Teacher Taehyuk Son plays four notes at once on the piano.

This is where most kids gave up.

This is not easy even at the preview level.

You must have sufficient listening practice and understand harmony to some extent to avoid making mistakes.

It will definitely be a bit overwhelming for first-year students at Folktale Ye Middle School.

Teacher Yang Woo-joo, who was walking around the small auditorium and peeking at the children’s desks, smiled slightly.

The children are still diligently writing down their listening.

There were quite a few of them.

A sudden omen occurs in the 4th star.

Usually, by this time, there are no more children writing test papers.

It was like that last year, and the year before.

however···.

‘How many people are there now?’

Teacher Yang Woo-joo counted the students holding pens with his eyes.

About 5 people.

Among them were some familiar faces.

‘Han Seo-jin. Lee Ha-eun. Beomjun Oh. And… Shin Joo-won.’

Among the students in the temporary first class, two were not giving up.

Let teacher Yang Woo-joo give a signal to teacher Son Tae-hyuk.

This time, random notes started mixing in against the harmony.

The melody mixed with syncopated notes and strings made me lose my mind.

The number of notes increased to 6.

In today’s test, we need to clearly check the students’ skills. Only then can you properly plan your lessons.

After about two more words, Shin Ju-won finally hugged the back of his neck.

Soon after, Lee Ha-eun also quietly put down her pen.

Now there are only two people left.

Senior overall in the music department and senior in the piano department.

Oh Beom-jun slightly slams the desk as if writing down the score was a problem.

Afterwards, the auditorium became quiet.

The piano waited for a moment, and only one student drew notes on the staff.

Son Tae-hyuk glanced at the student and pressed all ten fingers.

Like the introduction to Beethoven’s Symphony of Fate, the notes he played resonated powerfully throughout the small auditorium.

Now even Mr. Maruho went next to the student and took a peek at the sheet music.

‘Hey. Good dictation. Almost… no, I think it’s all right?’

Even the students sitting next to him glance sideways.

The crunching sound of a ballpoint pen heard in silence.

It seemed like the sound would never end.

Teacher Yang Woo-joo momentarily put his hand to his mouth.

‘A real genius has arrived. That also applies to our school.’

Top overall first-year music major.

Han Seo-jin put all strange rumors to rest in just one hearing test.