God of Piano chapter 80

God of Piano 80

Rowoon scratched his head. Even if he suddenly heard the offer to go on a broadcast, he couldn’t help but feel it out of the blue in many ways. Han Seok-hun looked at Rowoon and quietly opened his mouth.

“It’s not like there aren’t people who say that. The popularity gained by relying on broadcasting is fake popularity. If you are a pianist, you have to compete only with playing fair and square. But in the end, how you use your skills is also a person’s ability. If you can use it, you should use it. That is my opinion.”

“······In some ways, it might be a good time to participate in the broadcast.”

Rowoon had no intention of participating in the Chopin Competition or anything like that right away. It was because he immediately judged that his skills were lacking. It was honestly all thanks to the Walkman that he was able to stand up to Heather. What would have happened if I had been on the raccoon stage entirely with his performance without the Walkman, without the journal or the power of blessing?

‘I have to become a pianist worthy of this blessing.’

But at the same time, it was also important to become a pianist who can reveal all he has to the world.

Even so, deciding whether or not to appear on the show was never an easy task. The broadcast is conducted during the summer semester, and the school said that if you appear on the broadcast, you will receive credits on the condition that you follow the instructions of your advisor, but apart from that, going on a broadcast means going out in front of the public and the world. because it was also

“I went out.”

And Chris said so. Rowoon asked why, and Chris replied.

“What is there to lose by going out? If you’re going to make a living as a pianist, you’re a guy who has to go out in front of the public after all. If you don’t do it there, the public won’t remember you anyway, so you don’t have to worry about it any more, and if you do well, it’s better because they’ll remember you doing well. Isn’t that the perfect deal?”

“I don’t know if that would be all that good. Do you know how much my head hurt because there were so many people saying this and that about the Raccoon stage video being uploaded this time too?”

“Haters are everywhere. If you’re afraid of that, you shouldn’t go on stage.”

“… that’s true, though.”

“But can all conservatory students participate?”

“I heard that the ones who were invited were the ones who went on the raccoon stage…. But it doesn’t seem to have caught on like that yet.”

“Then there is no need to worry so much yet. If you have time, just think slowly. It’s okay.”

“Well, not really.”

“Is composing going well?”

“Ah, that…”

Rowoon scratched his head with an embarrassed expression.

“It was difficult. Than I thought.”

“continue. Then there will come a point where you will find out that it is easier than you think.”

“When did you come?”

“well. Composing has never been difficult in my life.”

“What’s up?”

Seeing Chris answer naturally, Rowoon let out a blank laugh. said Chris, giggling.

“So who are you these days?”

“what.”

“What is it? You haven’t dated anyone since Kate. Isn’t it time to start dating?”

“······well. You’ve been too busy.”

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“Yumma, originally dating is fun when you’re busy. Or should I introduce someone? After the Raccoon stage, there are several girls in the composition department who are interested in you.”

“No, it’s okay. It’s not my constitution to receive introductions.”

“Well, that’s how Rowley is. Well, besides, Heather and Rami are by my side, so who would catch my eye?”

“…Are those two not related at all?”

“There is no relationship at all between a man and a woman. Everyone has a little or a lot of something.”

“You may be, but I may not be at all.”

“Are you sure?”

Suddenly, Chris looked serious. Rowoon stumbled and stepped back.

“What, what?”

“If either of you suddenly got a boyfriend, how could you not think about it?”

“No, I’m not going to think of anything, but…”

“look. So if you don’t know, I’d rather say it. Yes, like the broadcast we were talking about earlier.”

Rowoon had nothing to answer.

First of all, if Chris was trying to revive Rowoon’s dead love cells, his mission was a success. Apparently, after hearing such a story in the yard where the stage was all over and the yard was free, even Rowoon had no choice but to be bashful.

‘······Love.’

Suddenly, I wondered what Chopin and others like him would say about a situation like this. However, in order to activate the private tutoring function, I had to play once, and it was ridiculous to play to ask a question, and to give dating advice to such masters.

‘I want to get to know you better.’

But first, the music came first. Rowoon focused on Hanong’s voice again. Without any technique, just moving my fingers, I constantly reproduced that simple and primitive melody that only traced the basic structure of music.

‘It’s not fun, but it’s fun.’

Suddenly, I remembered what Lina had said. Rowoon immediately smiled.

‘Yes, I think I know why.’

It is truly a song worthy of praise. Like worshiping music and worshiping the god who made it. It’s so monotonous, but rather, it’s a melody that I can’t get tired of.

Rowoon layered his thoughts on top of that monotonous melody. About broadcasting, about the future, about my father, about my mother, and even about Heather and Rami.

‘It’s not like I like it.’

But it is true that there is interest. Rowoon accepted him honestly. Just as the free world of music within Mila captivated Rowoon, the music Heather and Rami embraced was also beautiful enough to embrace Rowoon.

‘Looking back now, I always seem to like people who are musical.’

In the first place, since this is the only person I always meet, it may be natural.

But at this point, I was confused as to whether I liked him or his music. Maybe it’s simultaneous.

‘······Chopin or Beethoven are rather great.’

In many ways, the two were not successful in many ways in relation to their love history, but they were also people who were certain about their feelings of liking someone.

Except for the piano, Rowoon honestly had nothing to say about himself. And that was kind of a pity.

‘Isn’t the basic skill that needs to be fulfilled only for pianists?’

The music stopped. Rowoon stretched his arms and looked up at the ceiling. And that was when There was a knock, and when I turned my head,

Heather was there.

“What are you? What’s wrong with all of a sudden?”

“I think the basic skills are lacking.”

“Isn’t it the same level of basic skills as Hanong?”

“Hey, doing this is more subtle than I thought. Don’t underestimate Hanong.”

If Hanong had been listening, he would have laughed happily. Heather smiled and nodded.

“Well, whatever song you play, it’s up to you. But did you hear the news?”

“If it’s news…”

“What is the news going around at the conservatory these days? That’s it. broadcast.”

“Didn’t you say you were preparing for the Chopin Competition?”

“Not ready. But I’m pretty interested in that show too. It is said that it will be broadcast at Wolf Station, so basically how many viewers will it secure?”

“It’s firmly attached.”

Rowoon laughed. Heather raised her hand and brushed her hair arrogantly. After finishing dyeing her roots recently, she seemed to be in a good mood in many ways. Did you say you felt complete?

“The Chopin preliminaries are in April next year, and there is still a year left. Anyway, the finals are in October. Since the shooting period for the broadcast is summer, it may be a little ambiguous, but I feel like I can participate if I work hard…?”

“Is it worth participating?”

“Hey, think about it. As a pianist, do you think there will ever be a more major broadcast in the future where you can appear? I don’t know if I’m appearing as a guest on a talk show. If that’s not the case, will only documentaries come out that only people who watch them for the rest of their lives will end?”

“Well, that’s probably it…”

“It’s a chance. Rowoon.”

Heather looked at Rowoon with a serious expression. I thought she was a woman who only had music in her head, so her face surprised Rowoon in many ways.

“Neither you nor I will end up here. i want to be famous Yes, I want to live a life where everyone who passes by recognizes me. I’ll go anyway I go out to the places where I can make my name known, and go out again…”

Heather smiled.

“I will leave my name in history. That is my dream.”

“…”

Whether Heather will make her mark in history or not, we don’t know yet. But at least at that moment I realized Rowoon. Perhaps there will never be a day when the name Heather fades in his memory. Until the last moment, this one word would remain like a stigma in Rowoon’s head.

“・・・・・Yes, let’s leave it. I have to leave it.”

The choice of the two musicians is not based on musical motives like that, but whatever. Even that Chopin was a snob.

The next day, Rowoon went to Han and said. I will stand in front of the camera. Instead of saying anything to him, Han said something like this.

“Then you should give me more personal assignments.”

“······yes?”

“Can’t you stand in front of the public and show them how to lose a fight? have to win From today, practice by adding not only Hanon but also Stravinsky. I picked one sonata from classicism and one mazurka from romanticism and practiced it. And written about Ravel’s neoclassicism…”

Looking at Han pouring out assignments as if he had waited, Rowoon put on a dazed expression for a moment, then swallowed a laugh and clenched his fists. Okay. Haven’t you already learned that being busy is a happier thing than not being busy?

got busy That meant the world wanted him more than ever before.

‘Then I have to show it.’

What kind of music his busy life creates. So that no one of all ages knows.

The cold was leaving. Spring has already come.

< Spring Breeze (2) > End

< Spring Breeze (3) >

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