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After the concert, pianist Jeong Se-yeon went down the stage and went straight to the waiting room.
“Whew… .”
“Good work.”
The manager next to him handed him water and spoke.
Jeong Se-yeon nodded and took the water.
“thank you. brother.”
“It looked a bit difficult. Will you be okay next week?”
“There’s nothing you can’t do.”
Pianist Jeong Se-yeon said that and took a sip of water.
The manager looked at her with concern.
Recently, pianist Jeong Se-yeon has been showing a lot of trouble whether she is worried about something.
While on stage, all of that was revealed.
The manager didn’t know about music, but at least he knew about the pianist Jeong Se-yeon.
It was his job to check her condition.
“You seem to be under a lot of stress since the last time you participated as a contest judge, are you okay?”
“it’s okay. Relieving stress while playing. And to be honest, I wasn’t too stressed out when I participated. Healing while listening to the children’s performances.”
Pianist Jeong Se-yeon thought like that for a moment.
The contest had an age limit, and all the children who participated were of good quality, probably because only those who received a recommendation could participate.
In particular, there was a child who really liked Jeong Se-yeon.
“It’s strange to hear that you healed while listening to babies playing.”
Since when, a familiar voice was heard.
“professor!”
Jeong Se-yeon turned her head and greeted her with a wide smile.
This is the professor she has been with since childhood.
Neuralization.
violinist and pianist.
There are very few people who have succeeded in both fields, and Shin Kyung-hwa was the one who did it.
She is also Jeong Se-yeon’s teacher.
“What are you doing here?”
“You came here to play.”
“Tell me. I should have sent you a ticket.”
“done. I also have money to buy a ticket. Your ticket is not hard to find.”
“oh. We will work harder.”
Pianist Jeong Se-yeon speaks with a playful spirit.
At her words, Shinhwa shed a smirk.
“Are you having a hard time these days? I was playing hard.”
“You know right away.”
“Can you not know? How many years have I not been with you?”
“It’s not a big deal, should I just say that I’m skeptical about something classic these days… It’s okay.”
“why? Because you worked with Professor Kim Seon-bin as a judge of the contest?”
“Wow. Professor really… How do you know everything?”
Jeong Se-yeon looked at Shin-hwa with a surprised face.
Shin Kyung-hwa is a legendary figure in the domestic classical music scene.
Of course, there’s no way you don’t know what’s happening in the classical world.
You must be well aware that Jeong Se-yeon participated as a judge in the contest with Professor Kim Seon-bin.
However, there were obviously other judges.
Professor Kim Seon-bin is not the only factor that can be difficult in the contest, but Professor Shin Kyung-hwa realized that Kim Seon-bin was the problem.
For this reason, Professor Shin is respected.
Jeong Se-yeon shook her head in admiration.
“There’s nothing I don’t know.”
“I think there is one?”
“What?”
“It’s not just because of Professor Kim.”
“then?”
“When I participated as a judge in the contest this time, I could see everything. What is the classic like today?”
Pianist Jeong Se-yeon let out a small sigh as she said that.
She saw exactly what the classics are like today.
I realized the state of classical music, which was afraid of change and focused only on playing accurately rather than on the characteristics of the performer.
Of course, it was a performance aimed at children.
It may be that we have no choice but to look at the basics and frameworks because we are examining those who have not yet achieved great success.
But, nevertheless, a good performance should be given a good score, right?
Se-yeon Jeong, pianist, thought that was right.
And she actually gave a good score for a good performance, so the pianist she looked good at was able to receive the grand prize.
‘If I hadn’t given a perfect score, it would have been the Excellence Award.’
No, maybe it could have been a prize of encouragement.
It is clear that each has their own criteria for judging, and it is true that we should respect them.
Professor Kim Seon-bin gave only poor grades to children that Pianist Jeong Se-yeon liked.
One reason.
The framework was not adhered to.
The fact that I gave a low score because the frame was not kept against that freedom made me think a lot about Jeong Se-yeon.
“The contest was not fun. Kids these days seem to have all been made in factories.”
“Does it look like it was made in a factory?”
“Isn’t that what Professor Kim Seon-bin wants? Pianists as if they were made in a factory.”
Jeong Se-yeon burst into laughter at Shin-hwa’s words.
The phrase “pianists who look like they were made in a factory” fits so well.
If the musicians who only fit into the frame continue to appear, it will feel as if they were made in a factory, as Professor Shin Kyung-hwa said.
“Still, there are no other children like that. There are some really nice kids. Children who are still immature, but with a little guidance, they can do very well.”
“I am too old to give direction to those kids. You have to do that.”
“Hey, what are you talking about? professor. You are still correcting what?”
“It’s very different from when I taught you. The passion has cooled, and the times have changed.”
“The music hasn’t changed.”
“That’s the problem. It has to change, but it doesn’t. Things that should not change change.”
Shinhwa said that and shook his head.
“So, who are you?”
“yes? Who are you?”
“He seems to be able to do very well if he gives me a little direction. That’s why you say that.”
“… I don’t know how you know everything.”
“Because I don’t know anything.”
Nervous said shrugging his shoulders.
Jeong Se-yeon opened her mouth with a smirk.
“It’s a child named Jo Chae-yoon.”
“Piano, are you okay?”
“Maybe you will be surprised when you see it for yourself. I hit a lot better than I used to as a kid.”
“… That being said, it makes me a little curious.”
Nervous muttered with a curious face.
Jeong Se-yeon smiled lightly.
“I think we will see each other again soon. Because he didn’t look like a kid to give up on the piano.”
She said.
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Maybe it was because he played so hard on Saturday, Chaeyoon fell asleep as if fainting and overslept.
Jo Sung-hyun got up first before the child woke up and went out to the living room to study.
Studying the violin, which I usually do.
Of course it is the same with other arts and sports, but in the case of musical instruments, it was really difficult without a teacher who taught me by my side.
Cho Sung-hyun was also experiencing difficulties in many ways.
I’m not as genius as Chae-yoon, and if someone else leads me, I’ll follow it, but it’s not like that, so it was quite difficult to set my own direction and move forward without knowing whether it was the right direction.
So it takes more time and causes more trouble.
If it hadn’t been for Jo Seong-hyun’s years as a composer, it would have been many times more difficult and it would have taken a long time.
The overall understanding of music is high, so the understanding of the instrument called the violin is more than basic.
So I can do it while grunting on my own, and if it wasn’t for that, I would never have been able to do it alone.
“Dad… ?”
Chaeyoon rubbed her sleepy eyes and came out of the living room.
Jo Sung-hyeon raised his head and looked at Chae-yoon.
“did you sleep well? Are you sleepy?”
“yes.”
The child nodded in response.
Jo Sung-hyun took off the glasses he was wearing, got up from his seat, grabbed Chae-yoon and sat down on the sofa.
“Did you study, Dad?”
“yes. I was studying.”
“Studying is not fun.”
“Dad is fun.”
“Ugh.”
At Jo Sung-hyun’s words, Chae-yoon made a strange sound and frowned.
She shakes her head as if she doesn’t want to study.
“Chaeyoon is studying the piano hard too.”
“The piano is fun.”
“My dad is studying the violin because it’s fun, too.”
After saying that, the child nodded with a face that seemed to understand a little.
Jo Sung-hyeon smiled and stroked Chae-yoon’s hair and continued.
“Chae Yoon-ah.”
“Yes?”
“Would you like to invite our Youngjun to have dinner together tomorrow?”
“Hey. I love it.”
The child answered with a bright face.
He was a kid who liked to play with Youngjun, so I didn’t think he’d like it.
“Then can you give me a call?”
“yes!”
The child nods his head.
Jo Sung-hyun took out his smartphone.
It was the weekend, but it was past 12 o’clock, so it didn’t seem like he was sleeping.
He called Yoo Jae-gyun.
Jaekyun Yoo answered the phone right away.
– Yes, how are you?
“Ah, hello.”
-Yes Yes. What are you doing?
Jaekyun Yoo’s voice was light.
He seems to be a little curious as to what Jo Seong-hyun made all the phone calls to.
“It’s nothing. If you have time tomorrow evening, I called to ask if you would like to have dinner together.”
– Tomorrow evening? Wait.
Yoo Jae-gyun asked Jo Sung-hyun for his understanding and then asked Jung Mi-won something.
Jo Seong-hyeon turned his head slightly while waiting for his answer, and he could find Chae-yoon looking at him with the expected eyes.
He let out a smirk.
– Yes, Mr. Seonghyeon. We have nothing tomorrow evening. I think it would be nice to have dinner together. Can we go to Seonghyeon’s house after kindergarten?
“Yes Yes. Then I think it will.”
-ah… that.
Yoo Jae-gyun is about to say something but closes his mouth.
I could hear Jung Mi-won talking over the phone.
– We’ll buy you something to eat, so don’t cook.
“no. I’m inviting you to do something for me, but it’s a bit too much to just buy and eat.”
-Well… Then don’t do too much, just do a little.
“haha. Okay, then I’ll do a little.”
Jeong Mi-won seemed to be worried about Jo Seong-hyeon’s difficulties while cooking.
Her heart was conveyed, and Jo Sung-hyun answered with a smile.
– Then I’ll see you tomorrow.
“Yes Yes.”
After finishing the call with Yoo Jae-gyun, Jo Sung-hyun turned his head to look at Chae-yoon.
The boy looked like he was asking what happened.
“We decided to come over to my house tomorrow and eat together.”
“Is your dad cooking?”
“yes. Daddy will cook.”
“I can help too!”
Talk like a child screaming.
Jo Sung-hyun smiled at Chae-yoon’s words.
He patted the boy’s head and smiled.
I can’t really help because I have to go to kindergarten, but I was very grateful, even just in my heart.
