“Huh, you’re provoking this again.”
Rowoon burst into laughter as if it were absurd. Then, he gently glanced at Jungwoo. Heather, it’s normal to act conceited so that it doesn’t end up like that, so I wondered if I could get a sense of how well they were prepared by looking at Jungwoo’s attitude.
And soon Rowoon ran into trouble.
‘······ I don’t know what’s inside.’
There was no expression on Jungwoo’s face. Whether you have confidence or not, it may be that you have made up your mind not to dwell on such things.
“Will you make a bet?”
Heather asked again. And it was before Rowoon could answer that question. Eric answered with a sharp look in his eyes.
“good. summer solstice.”
“Eric?”
“There’s nothing you can’t do. You’re right. Rowoon. We’ve prepared enough. There’s nothing you can’t beat a tomboy who likes to play around with.”
“what? minx? me? Are you sure you won’t regret it?”
“The story will be told after the contest is over and the rankings are announced. Before that, I don’t think anything I say will mean anything.”
“······oh my.”
Also, looking at the two fighting like children, Jungwoo and Rowoon shook their heads. Heather jumped up and pointed at Eric.
“good. I will tread very gently. Look forward to it, Eric!”
“However much. Imagination, no matter how you do it, what’s the problem?”
“……But, guys. It’s nice to bet, but shouldn’t there be penalties or prizes?”
Jungwoo watched quietly and spat out a word. Rowoon looked at Jungwoo as if he didn’t know that he would say such a thing. As he’s always been somewhere decent, I thought he’d calm them down or do that, but he’d pour oil on it.
Heather and Eric were stunned for a moment by the sudden but crucial question. And stuttered.
“That, uh, the penalty…”
“How about this?”
Jungwoo smiled darkly.
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“I can’t afford this. We must win.”
“…everything is good, but Eric, do you know that this is not a program where schools compete against each other?”
“It doesn’t matter what the program is. If you don’t break that arrogant girl’s spirit once, she will feel unfair and won’t be able to close her eyes even if she dies.”
“You guys really don’t fit…”
Rowoon laughed helplessly. Well, it’s not like we’re fighting that seriously, so there’s no need to worry so much.
No, I didn’t know that it was rather positive. Thanks to that, Eric’s fever was rising for a while now. If you can melt that heat into his performance, maybe you can show off a performance that goes beyond what you practiced.
“Eric. Do you remember what I said?”
“okay. Please play while thinking about Schubert’s situation at the time.”
“Well, I’m sorry that it’s me sitting next to you, not Rami, but I want you to immerse yourself as much as you can.”
“······Ah, are you going to go on a broadcast? what I said then.”
Eric shook his head. It must be talking about the last time I expressed my feelings for Rami in front of the camera. Rowoon put on a puzzled expression. To be honest, I didn’t think that Harry wouldn’t write such good character-making scenes.
“I think it would be nice to meet Rami-noona and talk for a while before going on air.”
“It’s funny to say that you’re pushed on your back like that.”
“If you thought that was funny, you shouldn’t have talked about it in front of the camera in the first place.”
“Well, there are still a few days left until the next episode airs, but still…”
“How about taking this stage as a confession?”
“This stage?”
Eric looked at Rowoon with a puzzled expression. Rowoon cleverly shrugged his shoulders.
“I told you that this song, Schubert made it to work on his favorite female student. Well, Rami-noona won’t sit next to you and play together… But, at least the mood of the song is preserved.”
“I don’t think it’s bad.”
Eric nodded. Looking at Eric like that, Rowoon felt that he was too salty for a moment. To be honest, there was almost no chance of success. The buttons are already twisted too strangely. It’s like how we’ve been friends for too long, and how we can’t go back now because we expressed our feelings for Rami on the air.
However, if there was a way to lessen the regret, since the water had already been spilled, it was to make a sea of water properly. It couldn’t be said to be the best in many ways, but it could be the least evil.
“Should I talk to Rami?”
“If that’s the case, hurry up.”
Rowoon tapped his watch.
“Because it’s not long before the contest.”
“…”
Eric sat quietly in his thoughts. Rowoon didn’t really try to give him an answer. It was a situation where there was no answer. The problem was what Eric would judge.
And finally, Eric got up from his seat.
“I’ll be gone for a while.”
There was no need to ask where he was going. Rowoon raised his hand instead of answering, and Eric left the room without looking back. And after a while, it wasn’t until just before the contest started that I came back.
“……Are you ready?”
What did you say to Rami?
What did Rami say?
Rowoon didn’t bother to ask. It wasn’t a question he could ask, and it wasn’t a question he needed an answer to. Eric looked at Rowoon in silence. Eric’s face was in many ways the most bizarre expression Rowoon had ever seen.
It seems to be relieved, it seems to be sad, it seems to be painful, it seems to be happy.
In that face, there were answers to all the questions Rowoon would be curious about. Eric replied.
“let’s go. now.”
And, after a while, they had to stand in front of lenses containing millions of pupils, surrounded by numerous cameras.
With flashlights shining on them, the judges stared at them in the dark. Just like the audience at the concert always did.
“I know. A week isn’t a long time. Especially for two pianists to align their hands and feet in front of a new piece.”
“But the funny thing is, nonetheless, some of you are sure to put on a performance that will move your listeners today.”
“There is no doubt that a week was not enough time for them either.”
“Why can’t their performance be good though?”
“Why is your playing great and why is your playing so bad?”
The judges’ voices sounded like the voices of the crowd.
They represented music, and they represented the public.
So, when they listened to that voice, they involuntarily thought that they wanted to give a good answer to that question.
“We want to ask you today.”
“I want to see you guys.”
“The voice of music.”
“The answer of music.”
“A miracle.”
“Then, let’s start the contest.”
the music asked.
“First of all, is there anyone you would like to hear?”
Hands went up here and there. It was a very different atmosphere from last time. Did the judges’ questions inspire them? Or did he decide that he could not continue to hesitate?
Rowoon did not raise his hand right away this time. Instead, he looked at Eric. There must have been a lot of emotions still inside of Eric. I didn’t think it was best to go on stage blindly. When the undulating waves of the mind calm down, when the typhoon collapses, and the wreckage floats to the surface of the water, then… Eric will finally be able to properly reflect his face on the lake of his music. it was
The sound of playing continued. Some were praised, others had to hear sighs mixed with regret. But it was a stage where you could feel that they all worked hard. You can feel the traces of mixing, fitting, and cutting down performances that should not have meshed together over and over again.
Are their performances different? The judges, the music said. Same time, same effort, nevertheless, someone will find something different from others in it. Did Rowoon find it? Did Eric find it?
The answer to that question was held in their fist, but Rowoon did not have the ability to look into his fist.
So, when Eric’s hand flashed up,
Rowoon’s heart must have been beating so violently.
I have to play the answers they have, they don’t know, they don’t realize.
To that camera, to that crowd, to four million pairs of ears.
Borrowing the life of Schubert.
＜ On the screen (2) ＞
＜ On the screen (3) ＞
＜＜ You two… you chose Schubert’s Fantasia in F minor. Why? ＞＞
Jennifer Chao asked. It was Rowoon who answered. It was Rowoon who made the final decision in the first place, so he was the only one who could say why.
“When I looked at the list Eric had selected, most of them were classical musicians. First of all, I wanted to avoid Mozart as much as I showed it once, and I wanted to show off the feeling of classicism as little as possible. Because I wanted to show you something different.”
＜＜ Is that why you chose Schubert, who stood between the romantic and classic boundaries? ＞＞
“That’s it.”
＜＜ Can you be confident that the new look will not be inferior to the previous one? ＞＞
Jennifer’s voice was strange. It seemed like he had a goodwill towards Rowoon, or he didn’t, it seemed like he wanted to test him, or he didn’t trust him. But it didn’t matter what Jennifer was thinking. Because the thoughts she has cannot bring down the level of their performance.
“I am confident.”
＜＜ ······Yes, then let’s try it. ＞＞
Jennifer crossed her arms. Beside her, Jaden asked in a quiet voice.