The Healing Life of a Music Genius - Chapter 74



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Seolhwa Ye Middle School Piano Department 1st Year Class A.

“Please take care of me. This is Universe Yang, who will be in charge of you guys for the next year. If you don’t know something, come to the teacher’s office at any time… Hey, Joowon?”

I nudged Shin Ju-won, who was sitting next to me, with my elbow. He tries to close his eyes, but barely manages to open them. I try to smile while looking at the teacher. Fortunately, he seems to have sense.

“okay. I’m not necessarily talking to ‘someone’. It seems like there are students whose penalty points are already increasing, so I’ll let you know in advance. No matter how many penalty points you have, they will be offset if you receive points, so never give up. You can’t spend your school life just cleaning all the time. yes?”

“······!”

Teacher Yang Woo-joo looks at someone strangely.

After the assembly was over and on the way to another classroom, Shin Ju-won complained to me.

“I think it’s too much to tell people who make music not to doze off in the morning! And I definitely chose the right place to sleep during my break. “We’re naturally nocturnal!”

“Could you please stop tying it up with us?”

“then? Did you sleep early yesterday? Be honest. “At least I probably fell asleep while listening to music on NewTube!”

yesternight?

I worked on transferring the melody of a new song that I have been working on for a while to a MIDI program. And he also started composing the verse part.

Empathy for those attending school,

To help adults who have already graduated reminisce,

I had a direction for the work and was creating a melody.

Since Seolha declared that she couldn’t sing this song, I also checked the new singer profile sent by ⌜Moolgwang⌟.

After the release of ⌜Unreachable Letters⌟, more and more people started wanting my songs, and there were people from fields I had never thought of.

‘Or, it might be okay to leave it to Manager Park Hoon this time.’

Until last summer, I wasn’t sure if ‘my song’ would do well or not.

Now, I have a truly exciting thought to worry about.

But suddenly, someone gently grabbed my cheek with both hands and then released it.

When I came to my senses, Lee Ha-eun was laughing in front of me.

“What are you thinking that you can’t even answer?”

“······ I?”

“huh. “Right now, Joowon, he’s just pouting over there because you’re not even answering.”

“······?”

When I looked in the direction Lee Ha-eun was pointing, I saw Shin Ju-won squatting in the corner of the hallway, facing the wall.

“Black. I guess I don’t have any friends. “I hate courtesy.”

muttering strange words

“A little… bothersome?”

“It’s the first year of middle school. “You have to think about the sensitivity of this age group.”

“But you’re also a middle school student.”

“I have a higher mental age than that. “I didn’t mind when you ignored what I said in the past.”

“That’s right.”

“Ahem. “That’s right.”

Lee Ha-eun looks somewhat confident.

I had to lift Shin Ju-won, who was in the corner. And he answered the questions thoroughly.

I arrived at the small auditorium with my Class A friends.

After settling down, I asked Shin Ju-won about the nature of his drowsiness.

“Are you playing any games all night?”

Shin Joo-won shook his head.

“Just listening to music?”

“Is that all?”

“huh.”

“yesterday?”

“I listened to a comparison of the Berlin Philharmonic and Vienna Philharmonic New Year concert albums.”

“······.”

“When I listen to that kind of music, various thoughts come to mind. It’s like imagining playing among them. Then I lose track of time. Then yesterday… no, today I fell asleep around 3 am.”

I did something when it was said that the folk tale was given honorable mention after two years, but I guess there was a reason for it.

“I heard you also fell asleep after 1 o’clock while listening to music.”

“Well… that’s true.”

I did listen to the music I made, so it wasn’t wrong.

After a while.

“Just be quiet.”

Teacher Taehyuk Son went up to the stage of the small auditorium.

The students held their breath, and teacher Taehyuk Son went straight to class without saying a word.

“The reason sight reading is important is because it can improve musical understanding in a short period of time. “If we analyze the pitch, rhythm, beat, instructions, or composition background written in the score in detail, a more accurate performance can be produced, but it takes too much time just to prepare one piece.”

Teacher Taehyuk Son took out some sheet music from his bag.

“Pianists are not always given enough time. Famous pianists often perform more than 150 times a year. “You may be given less than a week to interpret and practice one song.”

Place the sheet music on the piano music stand and organize it.

“The important thing at that time is sight-reading ability. A pianist must be able to analyze sheet music at once. Rather than needing to say, ‘You can do it if you give it time,’ we will simply need to say, ‘You can do it.’”

A class with a slightly stiff atmosphere.

However, there were no students talking or doing anything else.

I may have been paying more attention because there were children I had to sight-read after the theory class.

A student named Baek So-yeon was the first to be called.

It was completely random, not in number or name order.

Perhaps because he was pressured by teacher Taehyuk Son’s momentum, he hesitated and made a few pitch mistakes. A few more there. But fortunately, I finished the race. Coaching by teacher Taehyuk Son follows immediately. Baek So-yeon returned to her seat, completely discouraged.

“next. Shin Joo-won.”

“Huh.”

Shin Joo-won is surprised. Her eyes waver as if she had not expected this at all.

Still, he gave me words of comfort, saying, “You avoided it number 1.”

Shin Joo-won sat in front of the piano.

Meanwhile, the score had changed.

Shin Joo-won seemed to start playing with the feeling of ‘I don’t know.’

But it was better than I thought… no, it was very great.

However, that didn’t last long.

“Uuuh…”

Shin Joo-won seemed to have lost his temper, and the other children were similar.

Although the placement test was clearly over, it seemed like Teacher Son Taehyuk was still conducting the level test.

The tone of his voice was clearly stern and harsh, but he gave accurate points to each student.

If I feel like the tempo is lacking…

“Missing a beat once is a more fatal mistake than missing two or three pitches. This is because the audience quickly notices mistakes in tempo. “If you only focus on pitch like that, you will never be able to stand on the right stage.”

If I don’t follow the music instructions…

“It’s not like you don’t know how to read sheet music. “Please write a report about the contents and bring it to me by next time.”

It was like this.

A person who is faithfully fulfilling his role as a teacher.

The other kids were crying, but I felt like a pretty good teacher.

“Then next. “Han Seo-jin.”

“Tsk tsk. You too are eventually dragged in. bye. top.”

“Do well.”

Shin Joo-won and Lee Ha-eun’s small voices.

I went up to the stage where the piano was, with the support(?) of my two friends.

Today’s class was held with only Class A, so there weren’t that many students.

Teacher Taehyuk Son silently turns over a sheet of music.

Mozart’s song.

After thinking for a moment, I spoke to teacher Taehyuk Son.

“It’s a song I already know. I want to sight-read music I don’t know. “I think that will give the class meaning.”

The teacher staring at my face.

At that time, a shout was heard from the audience.

“Hey! ······You idiot!”

All eyes in the small auditorium are focused on one weirdo. Teacher Taehyuk Son, who was looking at him, opened his mouth quietly.

“Shin Joo-won. Don’t you know that you shouldn’t talk during class? “It’s one penalty point.”

“Ugh!”

A scream came out of Shin Joo-won’s mouth. He became the first freshman to reach 3 penalty points.

Teacher Taehyuk Son immediately looked at me again.

“Mozart Piano Sonata No. 4. “It’s not that famous of a song.”

“There was a time in the past when I had to memorize sheet music. “I memorized it then.”

“Number 4?”

“yes.”

“Then let’s take a look. “You may be using a trick.”

Taehyuk Son did not give me any other sheet music, but urged me to play.

I had no choice but to put my hands on the keyboard.

Among Mozart’s sonatas, this is the only one whose first movement is an Adagio (slow).

It seemed like they chose this song because they were looking for a sight-reading sheet music suitable for the first-year middle school level.

This work was composed at a fairly young age in Mozart’s life.

The slow yet elegant melody felt very sweet.

Mozart’s melody slowly resonates in the small auditorium.

The first recurring theme seemed to make me laugh a little.

As if this place has become my new stage…

I quickly fell in love with playing.

.

.

.

‘He…’

Shin Joo-won was dumbfounded by this situation.

If you know a song, you can quietly benefit from it, but why tell the teacher about it?

And then I ended up playing.

A strange situation was created where one had to sight-read a song one knew.

But the important thing is.

Regardless of all that…

‘You really play well…’

There are a total of 18 Mozart piano sonatas.

Among them, number 4 was a song that was not played very often.

This may be due to the slow tempo of the first movement, which reduces listener preference.

But Han Seo-jin was turning that slow melody into beauty.

Looking at the audience in the small auditorium, it seemed like most of the students in Class A felt that way.

Lee Ha-eun’s eyes are sparkling.

But unfortunately, the performance was cut off.

Looking at the situation, it seemed that teacher Taehyuk Son had finally accepted what Seojin Han said.

With the new score, Han Seo-jin began sight-reading again.

However, Son Tae-hyuk’s instructions became stricter than those of other students.

“Are you going to try to capture your emotions in the sight seeing? That’s arrogance. For now, exclude your thoughts as much as possible and just look at the score. “Your interpretation is not what we need right now.”

“My left hand has become slower.”

“Is it possible to express dynamics only that way? “More clearly.”

“If you want to pedal, pedal all the way.”

Everyone who sees it takes their breath away.

However, Han Seo-jin…

‘Are you smiling slightly?’

Shin Joo-won was dumbfounded.

Other students are not able to demonstrate their skills properly due to the pressure of teacher Taehyuk Son.

Han Seo-jin was facing him confidently.

Son Tae-hyuk was blunt.

But his instructions were not wrong.

In fact, as each measure of the score progressed, Han Seo-jin’s playing improved.

At the end…

‘It’s perfect.’

My head naturally nodded.

‘It’s a bit plain, though. This is correct because it is a sight reading. ‘I didn’t have time to make a proper interpretation right now.’

I didn’t insist on it, and I didn’t even raise a counterargument.

It’s like an orchestra playing in unison according to the conductor’s instructions.

Follow Son Tae-hyuk’s instructions exactly.

Han Seo-jin played one song with a different feeling from the last time I saw her in the practice room.

Now, what if Han Seo-jin’s colors are included here?

There will definitely be a wonderful performance.

Shin Joo-won moved his fingers as if he was playing the piano without realizing it.

If I work harder than I do now, will I be able to keep up with that level?

Should I reduce the time I spend enjoying music and increase the amount of practice I do?

Several thoughts came to mind.

However, I didn’t think I could keep up with Han Seo-jin the way I did now.

Son Tae-hyuk silently looked at Han Seo-jin, who had finished playing. And he talks about something that cannot be heard up to this point. Han Seo-jin also answers accordingly. The two talked for a while.

Han Seo-jin returned to his seat.

Before Shin Joo-won can ask Han Seo-jin any questions, Son Tae-hyuk shouts to the students.

“Han Seo-jin. Good attitude in class. 1 store.”

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That evening.

A practice room at Seolhwa Yejung.

“Hey, I’m sorry. I feel like the corner over there is dirty. “Could you please clean it a little more thoroughly?”

“······.”

“I need to clean the piano one more time. “I saw a lot of fingerprints.”

“······.”

“and···.”

“Ugh! “Better kill me!”

Shin Joo-won throws the broom on the floor.

Just lie down on the floor.

Shin Joo-won was KO’d by a few words from me.

“So who wants to get a penalty point?”

“One of them is because of you?”

“That’s why you came with us.”

“But… you’ve only played the piano so far!”

“Because it wasn’t 100% my fault. “Thank you to this extent.”

“······.”

Evening time at Seolhwa Yejung was very different from Saebom Elementary School.

There were children who stayed at school until late at night and practiced, there were children who found their own music in the club, and there was one child who was cleaned with three penalty points.

Following Shin Joo-won and touring the school’s practice room was more fun than I expected.

In one huge practice room, there were many cases of musical instruments piled up.

Violin, cello, double bass, trumpet, trombone etc.

Seeing that the words ‘instrument name’ and ‘for school use’ were written on each case, it seemed to be a commonly used practice instrument.

“It certainly seems polite.”

“I know.”

Shin Joo-won started cleaning the cases one by one, and I sat down in front of the piano and started practicing again.

But then, Shin Joo-won asked me a question.

“What did you talk about with teacher Taehyuk Son during your sight-reading class?”

“curious?”

“any.”

I stopped playing for a moment.

“They say if you’re curious, your life will be short?”

“······ Who did you hear this from?”

“there is. But I didn’t hear anything great.”

“I asked because a sudden thought occurred to me. “If it’s difficult to say, you don’t have to.”

“Hmm. “It’s nothing special…”

I tried to explain as briefly as possible.

“Whether you tried hard or were born with it, you are a lucky child. So you must know how to take appropriate responsibility. Don’t be arrogant in front of your kids just because you’re lucky. For your information, I don’t like your musical interpretation. Was it like this?”

“······ What do you mean? “What kind of Zen question is this?”

“To summarize, it is like this.”

Of course, I know that I was lucky.

If I hadn’t met Uncle Miller, what would have happened now?

I couldn’t even imagine.

I couldn’t say that everything Teacher Son Tae-hyuk said was correct, but there were definitely some parts that I could agree with.

“But why don’t you like your musical interpretation?”

“I don’t know that either. Still, you gave me one store. “Do you think you’re a good person?”

“······.”

“You can know a person’s heart best by looking at the things they come and go. The content of today’s lesson was good. “I liked it.”

“As expected, you are the strangest person here.”

“Not more than you.”

Shin Joo-won laughs after hearing what I said.

I looked at the ‘school violin’ case that Shin Ju-won was wiping with a cloth and asked quietly.

“Are you still playing the violin?”

“sometimes. Otherwise, she will end up wasting what she has been doing since she was young.”

“You’re more sincere than I thought.”

“······ What do you mean?”

“Try turning it on.”

“now?”

“You just kept listening to me playing. People should be fair. “Let’s take a look, too.”

“······.”

At first, I thought he might be reluctant, but then he opened the violin case. Then, he skillfully places the violin between his chin and shoulder. Still, both hands are free.

“It looks like you did quite a bit.”

“I didn’t do anything just now?”

“I think it’s like that just by looking at your posture.”

“Hmm. “If that’s the case.”

After tuning, I stand up.

He lifted his bow and took a deep breath.

The performance started suddenly.

Shin Joo-won’s violin was amazing.

It feels a bit relaxed, yet sharp.

It’s so fierce that it feels like it’s cutting into your flesh.

Even then, it becomes friendly.

The asymmetrical performance was very unique.

After finishing one performance, Shin Joo-won asked me if I knew any violin sonatas.

I want to try playing an ensemble together.

Although I knew a lot of songs, I had never played accompaniment on the piano. So he had to look for sheet music on his smartphone.

Beethoven – Violin Sonata No. 5 ‘Spring’

Beethoven Violin Sonata No. 5 Spring.

It is a sonata played by a piano and a violin together, and it is a piece that requires the two instruments to work well together…

Our ensemble soon became a mess.

This is because both interpreted the song in their own way.

Still, whatever.

“It’s been a while so it’s fun.”

“If Beethoven had seen this performance, he would have fainted.”

“100% agree. “What if teacher Taehyuk Son saw it?”

“Maybe… 10 penalty points?”

“Tsk tsk. “I guess that’s exactly what it was.”

It wasn’t bad in its own way.

“But your violin doesn’t sound smooth?”

“They say the instrument isn’t that good. “The instrument.”

“The craftsman…”

“These days, craftsmen pay more attention to equipment.”

“I didn’t say anything?”

“Tsk.”

Shin Ju-won and I cleaned up the last practice room and headed to the Seolhwa Yejung school gate.

Fortunately, Lee Ha-eun was waiting for us as if we weren’t late for our appointment. It is said that Lee Ha-eun also practiced with her friends in the school practice room.

We bought and ate ttatbokki in front of the school.

After breaking up with Shin Joo-won first, our paths were different.

As I walked to the bus stop with Ha-eun, I talked a lot about what happened today.

“Shin Ju-won, do you play the violin too?”

“I heard it’s pretty?”

“hmm. “It didn’t look like that.”

“Everyone has an unexpected side.”

We sat side by side on the bench at the bus stop.

Then, a thought suddenly occurred to me.

“I’ll just wait a minute.”

“huh?”

I took out my staff notebook and started writing down the notes.

Lee Ha-eun waits for me with bated breath. Meanwhile, several buses passed by.

The city center in the late evening was dazzling.

Even though it was clearly dark, the lights here and there were strong.

Still, people pass by.

As if that light was nothing,

Get on the bus and get off again.

Everyone is busy moving around.

It seemed like only me and Lee Ha-eun were enjoying a brief exception here.

It was only after some time had passed that I was finally able to put down the pen.

“Are you done?”

“To some extent.”

“Is this a new song you’re writing?”

“huh. “I thought it would be a good idea to give it a little new feel.”

“okay?”

I gave a brief explanation to Ha-eun, who slightly tilted her head.

“I’m trying to use a violin at the beginning of the song. So that the feeling of spring is clearly revealed. “I wanted to leave today in song.”