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I was curious about the pianist Shinhwa, and if I met her, it was clear that she would give Chaeyoon a lot of practical advice anyway.
So, we wanted to meet as soon as possible, but unfortunately we couldn’t meet because of the schedule.
First of all, it was difficult to meet the neurotic pianist because he had a schedule to go abroad.
“Well… Next Wednesday I don’t think I’ll have time. sorry.”
After all, on Wednesday next week, when Shinhwa pianist is said to have time, Jo Seong-hyeon has to go to work, so I can’t meet him.
– Shall we meet next weekend?
“I think it will be over the weekend. Where will I see you?”
-Well… How about watching it at Korea University of Arts?
“Available.”
So the next weekend, we were able to make an appointment to have lunch together near the Korea University of Arts.
Chae-yoon was also curious about Shin-hwa, so she listened to Seong-hyun’s call and concentrated, and then smiled brightly when it was decided to meet next weekend.
After finishing the call, Jo Sung-hyun looked at Chae-yoon and smiled lightly.
“Chae Yoon-ah, is there anything you want to ask when you meet Shin Kyung-hwa? If there is such a thing, shall I organize it all and go?”
Shinhwa Pianist goes abroad a lot, and is actually busy even when in Korea.
In other words, an expensive body.
After seeing her this time, I didn’t know when I would see her again.
I’m curious about Chae-yoon, but it was good to ask as many questions as possible about things that Jo Sung-hyun couldn’t solve.
‘I can solve any number of things, but… .’
It would be important to listen to Professor Shinhwa’s opinion.
Because Jo Sung-hyun is not the answer.
“I want to ask, have you seen ‘The Kingdom of the Winds’?”
“okay?”
“yes. I wonder how someone who is good at both piano and violin would feel.”
Chaeyoung said with her eyes twinkling.
Jo Sung-hyun looked at Chae-yoon with an interesting face.
The child is quite talented in music overall.
When working with Jo Sung-hyun, I listen carefully and come up with an opinion that is consistent with him.
Being such a child, I wonder how the music of ‘Kingdom of the Wind’ sounds to someone who uses two instruments.
It was something that Jo Seong-hyeon had never thought of, so as soon as he heard Chae-yoon’s words, he became interested.
Seong-hyeon Cho has been a composer for the rest of his life.
After seeing ‘Kingdom of the Wind’ for the first time, he enjoyed the movie by opening the songs one by one.
Chae-yoon experienced a brief slump after being exposed to great music.
So, how did Shinhwa, who plays two instruments, feel after watching the movie?
* * *
Time passed quickly.
Similar days were repeated.
“Dad! I need to get to work!”
Chae-yoon finds it fun to work with Jo Seong-hyeon, so she wakes up before Jo Seong-hyun and wakes him up.
Jo Sung-hyun kisses the child’s forehead and gets up.
After a simple breakfast, go to the study and workroom to continue the work with Chaeyoon.
That was their last day.
“Do you like working with your dad so much?”
“yes. Fun.”
“What do you enjoy the most?”
“Making a song!”
Chaeyoon added fun to composing.
Jo Sung-hyun does all the composition anyway, but while watching the whole process of creating music, Chae-yoon was feeling a strong interest in each and every action.
“Are you going to go out to work today?”
Jo Sung-hyun asked, simply eating cereal.
At his words, Chaeyoon raised her head and blinked her eyes.
With a wide smile, you can clearly see what kind of answer he will give.
“I love it. where are you going?”
Chaeyoung asks.
Even today, a mixture of johndae and banmal is used.
For Jo Seong-hyeon, he almost always used half-words, and for other adults, he almost used respect.
If other adults also use slang, Jo Sung-hyun would probably have taught himself to use respect.
However, since I fully understand that Chae-yoon doesn’t respect Cho Sung-hyun and uses half-words, it’s easy for a child to use a mixture of respect and half-talk.
“Where do you want to go? Last time, my father wanted to go to the place where Chaeyun and Yumi made a snowman.”
“Hey… great.”
Chaeyoung nodded her head and answered.
He quickly puts the cereal in his mouth, mumbles it, and then swallows it.
Seeing them rushing to eat, it seems like they want to leave quickly.
Jo Seong-hyeon also saw the child rushing to eat and quickly emptied the bowl.
“Do you want to go out and do the dishes?”
“let’s go!”
Chae-yoon ran towards the coat and shouted.
Jo Sung-hyun smiled and followed the child.
Outside, on the way to the park.
“Dad.”
“yes?”
“The snowman I made with Yumi unnie… Are you still there?”
“Isn’t it now?”
A lot of time has passed and it has snowed once more.
It didn’t seem like the snowman I made last time was still there.
When I went to the place where they made a snowman with Yumi, there was no snowman they made.
Instead, a large snowman stood nearby, apparently made by others.
“No… .”
Chaeyoon mumbled in a slightly gloomy voice.
Jo Seong-hyeon sat on the bench and gently stroked Chae-yoon’s hair.
“Let’s make it again with Dad.”
“now?”
“Right now, the snow is all frozen, so I can’t make it… What if it snows later?”
“Then when does it snow?”
“There is no forecast for snow until next week.”
“… I hope you come soon.”
Chae-yoon shook her head, blankly turning her head to look at the big snowman.
And, ironically.
Seeing such a child, Jo Sung-hyun thought of an evil image.
No, to be precise, it would be correct to say ‘I remembered’.
With that inspiration, Jo Seong-hyun began to take notes in the notebook he brought with him, substituting for Yumi’s situation.
Chae-yoon also noticed that Seong-hyeon had started working, and turned her head to look at Jo Sung-hyun’s notebook.
‘A situation where you have to wait for an opportunity that you don’t know when it will come.’
And, as I recall the happy times I tasted for a while, the desire for opportunities to come grows bigger.
It fits well with Yumi’s situation.
It will be easy for her to empathize with.
Because this was a story about musical success.
Jo Sung-hyun quickly finished the memo and looked at Chae-yoon.
It was the second song Yumi had already worked on with the child.
This is the third song if you add the work you did at the campsite.
Chae-yoon was also familiar with Jo Sung-hyun’s method and understood what Jo Sung-hyun was thinking when taking notes.
“How about Chaeyoon?”
“I think it would be fun… I do not know.”
Chae-yoon said while tilting her head.
It was the first time for a child to react like this, so Jo Sung-hyun reacted sensitively.
What is the cause of Chaeyoon’s reaction like this?
“why? What part are you not sure about?”
“yet… .”
“Do you think we will know when it is completed a little more?”
When asked that question, the child nodded.
Jo Seong-hyeon let out a muffled sound and looked at the note.
There was no answer, so in the end, he teased the pen to make the composition of the song more perfect.
I framed the whole song.
Jo Seong-hyeon and Chae-yoon returned home after going around the park together.
The day has gone down.
* * *
next day.
Jo Sung-hyun and Chae-yoon returned to work after a week.
Chaeyoon woke up early this morning and was ready to go to work.
Seeing Chae-yoon dressed hard, Jo Sung-hyun shook her head lightly.
“Chae Yoon-ah, you don’t have to wear it like that.”
“But you have to show it off to other people.”
“To look good to anyone.”
“Dad friends.”
At Chae Yoon-i’s words, Seong-hyeon smirked.
It seems like he wanted to be seen by his co-workers, but it wasn’t a system in which there was someone who could be called a co-worker anyway.
I don’t know when Jo Sung-hyun was working as a manager, but now he was working as a producer.
“You don’t have any friends?”
As Jo Seong-hyeon said that, he smiled proudly of Chae-yoon, who was dressed hard to go to work.
But, the opposite of Jo Sung-hyun’s proud smile.
Chae-yoon had a shocked face.
Jo Sung-hyun had a puzzled expression on the face of Chae-yoon, who was staring at him as it was.
“Chae Yoon-ah, why are you like this?”
“Dad… .”
“Yes, Chae Yoon-ah.”
“I have no friends… ?”
“uh?”
Seong-hyeon Jo was a little perplexed when he found Chae-yoon’s sad eyes looking at him.
Chae-yoon looked into her eyes full of concern and continued.
“Dad, maybe… Are you bullying?”
Since he was genuinely worried, Jo Seong-hyun stiffened for a moment, not knowing how to react.
He wondered where he heard the word bullying, but Jo Seong-hyeon already knew that what children thought was more mature than their peers.
Rather than question it, he chose to just burst out laughing.
“Fuch. No, Chae Yoon-ah. What are you talking about. When we first went, my dad’s friends greeted me a lot.”
“right.”
“It’s because I’m not going to meet my dad’s friends today and I’m going straight to the studio. Even if we meet, maybe Yumi unnie and Hyuna unnie are all there is?”
“Who is Joong-won’s uncle?”
“Well. Wouldn’t Chaeyun come if Joongwon wants to see her uncle? miss you?”
“Last time we were supposed to eat together, but we couldn’t eat together… .”
“Let’s eat together today, then.”
“yes!”
Chae-yoon quickly removed her worried face and nodded her head.
After I went to work today and talked with Yumi about the song I composed, I had to schedule the two songs that were nominated for the last time.
The songs that were nominated for the finalists were ‘A Flower Under the Dark Moonlight’ and ‘The Last.’
The song ‘The Last’ was composed by Woojin Choi, so it’s not too burdensome, but the song ‘A Flower Under the Dark Moonlight’ was a little different.
It was because he was a composer that Jo Sung-hyun did not know, and we had to share a new story from the beginning.
‘It’s convenient because I won’t be doing things like adjusting the schedule myself, but… Still, when I’m working on a song, I’ll have to talk to myself.’
Jo Sung-hyun thought to himself.
A little different from last time, Jo Sung-hyun was in a situation where he only had to focus on music.
All other parts will be handled by Hyungwon Jang or Joongwon Park.
Jo Sung-hyun quickly put on a suit and put on a coat.
When I put a coat on the child, Chae-yoon opens her mouth.
“Ready to go to work!”
“Well then, shall we go?”
At the child’s cry, Jo Seong-hyun laughed and took his hand and left the house.
And as soon as he stepped out of the building, he spotted a black van standing in front of him.
Jiing.
The window went down with a small sound, and a familiar face appeared.
“hello. Seniors. I have come to meet you.”
Jang Hyun-ah said with a smile.
