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Jo Sung-hyun left the company with Chae-yoon.
Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I have to work on recording Yumi’s album guide, so I’m busy.
I had to finish all the songs for Seo Ye-na today and send them out.
It wasn’t that difficult.
The song itself is all done anyway, and now all that’s left is to write a description of the song.
I’m not sure how Seo Ye-na will feel after receiving this song… .
‘You’ll love it.’
It must be a song she has never heard before.
It would be the song that suits Seo Ye-na the most and that she can relate to the most.
Because Chaeyoon and Jo Sunghyun made the song like that.
Everything was overhauled around the song ‘Mom’.
Because there was a huge difference between the mother of a child who meant Chae Yoon-yi and Jo Seong-hyun and the mother who meant Seo Ye-na.
“Chae Yoon-ah.”
“Yes?”
If the child is cold, he puts his hand in his pocket and walks like a penguin, then turns and looks at Jo Sung-hyun.
Seeing that, Seong-hyeon shed a light smile.
“What would you like to eat?”
At Jo Sung-hyun’s words, Chae-yoon had a worried face.
Soon, the child smiled and opened his mouth.
“seaweed soup!”
I don’t know why he suddenly wanted to eat seaweed soup, but Jo Sung-hyeon realized that he was horrified at the same time as Chae-yoon said.
Next month is Chae-yoon’s birthday.
‘What should I do with the present?’
Suddenly, numerous thoughts ran through my mind.
Jo Sung-hyeon, who paused for a moment at the various worries that flashed through his head in an instant, came to his senses when Chae-yoon grabbed his hand and dragged him.
“Dad?”
“Ah, yes. yes chae yoon ah Let’s eat seaweed soup. There is no meat and no seaweed at home… Shall we stop by the mart to buy some?”
“okay! Let’s go!”
Chae-yoon nodded and spoke in a tone that seemed to be irrelevant.
It was fortunate that the child did not appear to be very hungry.
I didn’t go to a large supermarket, but stopped by a mart on the way home to buy beef and seaweed.
On the way home after shopping.
With one hand, he holds the things he bought and with the other he takes Chayoon’s hand and walks.
Jo Sung-hyun turned his head and looked at Chae-yoon.
The child was walking along the brick shape, looking down at his shoes.
“Chae Yoon-ah, when she goes to school, she must be busy studying. Before that, is there anything you want to play or do with your dad? Or whatever you want.”
Jo Sung-hyun asked gently.
I want to figure out what the child will like in advance, and keep it as a reference when making a present for Chaeyoonie’s birthday next month.
Chae-yoon narrowed her brow at Seong-hyun’s words, then opened her mouth while blooming.
“I want to go to karaoke.”
“karaoke? why?”
“I want to hear my dad sing. You sing really well, but you can only hear it sometimes.”
“haha. okay. In the future, I guess I should go to a karaoke room with Chaeyoon. Aside from karaoke, again?”
“Well… I want to go to a singing place other than a concert.”
“No concerts? Just a regular concert?”
“Ah, a concert!”
Chae-yoon quickly nodded in response to Jo Sung-hyun’s words.
It seems that he wanted to go to a concert.
Jo Sung-hyun, who shed a smirk, pondered in his head what kind of concert he should go to.
It wasn’t that difficult to get concert tickets.
If there is a concert you want to go to and it is difficult to find a seat, if you talk to Park Joong-won, he will be able to make two seats for you.
Even if you don’t have to sit and watch it, you’ll be able to see it behind the scenes.
There were several ways.
“Is there anything you want?”
“MIC… ?”
“MIC?”
“yes! I just want to make a song just like my dad.”
“ah… .”
Cho Seong-hyeon, who tilted his head at the answer of Mike, understood what the child meant when he said that he wanted to have a microphone.
Rather than really wanting to have a microphone, Chae-yoon wanted to watch the recording and arranging work through the microphone right next to her and try to do it herself.
We are still working together now, but personally, I guess I want to keep trying it once.
‘money… I’m going to go out a lot.’
Recording equipment and equipment for making music are usually really expensive.
I didn’t have the ability to do it all at once.
In the end, Jo Seong-hyun thought that he should make a studio by preparing equipment one by one whenever he could afford it.
“Is it fun to record and work on music?”
“yes. Because Yerin unnie can do everything I can’t do.”
Chae-yoon answered without hesitation.
What a child cannot do, Yerin Lee can do.
That’s right.
In the same vein, the song to be delivered to Seo Ye-na was written by Jo Seong-hyeon and Chae-yoon, but ironically, it was difficult to sing perfectly if they performed or sang.
It is a song that suits Seo Ye-na, and there are expressions that only Seo Ye-na can do.
“It’s fun, I’m glad. What if working with my dad wasn’t fun?”
“It’s so much fun. Yerin unnie sings well, so it’s more fun.”
“Is Yerin unnie good at singing or Yumi unnie better?”
At that question, Chaeyoon blinked and opened her mouth carefully.
“Sister Yumi… .”
As expected, Yerin Lee sings well, but it was difficult to follow Yumi, who made her debut and is doing well.
“Then, can Yerin unnie become like Yumi unnie in the future?”
“I think I’ll sing better than Yumi unnie in the future… .”
“okay? So what happens to Yumi unnie?”
“Yumi unnie will do better!”
“I see.”
Jo Sung-hyun smiled softly.
* * *
We walked and talked about Doran-do, and soon we reached home.
Feeling a little hungry now, Chae-yoon sneaked into the kitchen, and Jo Seong-hyun quickly started preparing the meal.
Recently, my cooking skills have been improving, but seaweed soup is not something I have tried very often.
I was a little unsure, but fortunately it was well made to be eaten.
“tasty.”
With a pleasant smile, Chae-yoon began to eat the seaweed soup by blowing it thickly.
Jo Sung-hyeon also started eating.
When the bowl is half empty.
Jo Seong-hyeon suddenly thought that he wanted to pamper the child.
what is it
I have to say it’s like a father’s instinct.
Even if you are just living your life, there are times when you suddenly want to play pranks on your child.
like now.
Jo Sung-hyun raised the corners of his mouth and made a loud noise.
Chae-yoon, who was holding the soup bowl with both hands and lifting it, noticed Jo Seong-hyun, and then puts down the soup bowl and picks up a spoon to eat seaweed soup.
“tasty?”
nod.
The child responds by nodding his head, then gulping and swallowing.
“then… Is the seaweed soup my dad made more delicious, or the seaweed soup my grandmother made?”
“uh… ”
Chae-yoon hesitated as if she didn’t know how to answer Seong-hyeon’s question.
Judging from the reaction, it was clear that Chaeyoon’s grandmother’s seaweed soup was more delicious.
Right now, Seong-hyeon Cho also made the seaweed soup made by his mother, Soo-hyun Lee, more delicious than what he made himself, so it was natural.
Chae-yoon is like a child who hears the question ‘I like my dad and I like my mom’ and is thinking about how to answer it.
Suddenly, his face brightened.
“Both are delicious!”
Seeing Chae-yoon answering like that with a proud face, Jo Sung-hyun burst into laughter.
I tried to make it a little more difficult for the child, but I put up with it.
So I finished eating.
Jo Seong-hyeon put Chae-yoon on her lap and wrote an email to Seo Ye-na.
Jo Sung-hyeon, who sent an e-mail with a sound source file and song description, sent a text message to Seo Ye-na and spent time with Chae-yoon.
Did 30 minutes pass?
woo woo.
Jo Sung-hyun’s smartphone vibrated.
It’s a call from Seo Ye-na.
Jo Sung-hyun answered the phone right away.
“Yes, how are you?”
– I listened to the song.
The voice is slightly muffled.
It doesn’t look like it hurts.
Did you get emotional while listening to the song?
Jo Sung-hyun scratched his cheek and opened his mouth.
“Are you okay? I don’t know if you liked it. It’s a song with a completely different vibe from the previous ‘Mom’ song.”
– It’s a little different… It’s so good. I realized once again why I couldn’t sing ‘Mom’.
“I’m glad you like it.”
Jo Seong-hyun continues the call like that, and Chae-yoon grabs Seong-hyun’s sleeve.
I turned my head to look at the child, and he spoke as if in a small whisper.
“Yena sister?”
In response to the child’s question, Jo Sung-hyun nodded in affirmation.
Chaeyoung smiles broadly.
The child is also happy to hear that Seo Ye-na likes the song.
– I can’t dislike it. This… Thank you. Please also say thank you to Chae-yoon.
“Yep. All right.”
-It will take a while to actually record the song, right?
“Certainly, yes.”
-I see. then.
A slightly disappointed voice.
Jo Sung-hyun opened his mouth as if he was making excuses without knowing it.
“The lyrics haven’t been finished yet, and it’s not the right time to prepare for Jena-san’s album.”
-I know it too. The lyrics of this song… Is it okay if I ask a lyricist I know?
“Yes, even if I compose music, it’s impossible to write lyrics… .”
Even if you can make music and have quite a bit of experience as a composer.
In the end, there were clearly limits to their abilities.
No, to be more precise, should I call it the range of abilities?
Although Jo Sung-hyun had the ability to make music, he did not have the ability to write lyrics.
There’s nothing I can’t write if I have to, but it wasn’t an area I was very confident in.
If you are not confident in your field, you should entrust it to someone else and do only what you are good at.
– When the lyrics are finished, I’ll let them know.
“yes.”
-I see. Well, see you later. Yumi, let me know when her recording schedule is fixed.
“Oh, I see.”
During Yumi’s recording schedule, she has to work with Seo Yena for about a day.
Because Seo Ye-na decided to feature Yumi’s song.
As soon as I hung up the phone, Chae-yoon looked at Seong-hyeon with twinkling eyes.
Jo Sung-hyun opened his mouth while stroking the child’s head.
“I want Yena unnie to say that she likes the song a lot and say thank you to Chaeyoon.”
“Hehe… What should the title be?”
“Let’s think about it together when all the lyrics come out.”
“okay!”
That’s how you talk to a child.
wow.
Jo Sung-hyun’s smartphone rang briefly.
Seo Ye-na wondered what else she had in mind, so Jo Seong-hyun quickly looked at the screen of her smartphone.
And he laughed.
It wasn’t from Seo Ye-na.
Korea Arts Private School.
It was from there.