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Seong Ha-yeon sat quietly at the desk in the principal’s office and moved her fingers.
tock tock.
The sound of knocking on the desk resonates lightly.
She looked like she was thinking about something.
She looked down at the documents quietly, and eventually picked up her smartphone.
The other party answered the phone shortly thereafter.
– Oh, Ha Yeon-ah.
A familiar voice comes over the phone.
Professor Shinhwa.
She works as a pianist and violinist at the same time, and is really working hard on nurturing juniors.
Professor Shin Kyung-hwa’s will and Sung Ha-yeon’s will in many cases coincided, so they were able to maintain their friendship like this.
Of course, Seong Ha-yeon was able to be here now because Professor Shin Kyung-hwa helped her.
Professor Shin Kyung-hwa was Seong Ha-yeon’s benefactor.
A being that she pays special attention to.
The person who even agreed to give me lessons personally.
See what you’re saying… It doesn’t seem like they’re paying tuition.
On the contrary, a person who wants to even give him a scholarship.
I keep getting worried
“professor. hello.”
– Hello. you are?
“Thank you, me too. I get along well with my students.”
Seong Ha-yeon spoke in a voice mixed with laughter.
I also got to know the students.
To be precise, with Cho Chae-yoon.
She also met her guardian, Jo Sung-hyeon, and, thanks to that, Seong Ha-yeon was complicated in many ways.
I was going to meet him in person to solve the question, but a bigger question came over me.
Because the professor Shin Kyung-hwa she knew was not the kind of person who would do such a thing.
No, if there was someone with talent, Professor Shinhwa always worked hard to help.
But it always happened as long as it didn’t cross a certain line.
But this time it’s a little different.
Professor Shin Kyung-hwa was helping a child named Cho Chae-yoon by breaking down walls, crossing countless lines.
– Because of Chae-yoon?
“… yes.”
Seong Ha-yeon instinctively nodded her head in response, even though Professor Shin Kyung-hwa was not in front of her.
Chae-yoon Cho and Seong-hyeon Cho.
Because those two names kept bothering me.
It didn’t mean it was bad.
It just aroused human curiosity, and I wondered what made Professor Shin Kyung-hwa so active.
-I’ve met you, you know. How pure is the child.
“It was clear.”
Especially those eyes, it was so clear.
The two eyes that looked so clean were always fixed on his father, Jo Seong-hyeon.
-keen… i really like daddy
“Yeah, it seemed. exactly.”
-Even if you’re usually right next to your dad… When you start playing music, you are completely immersed in it.
“… … .”
– Do you know what would happen if Dad intervened in the meantime?
“I do not know.”
-Chaeyun’s father plays the violin, but the chemistry between the two is really… It’s overwhelming. When a genius meets a genius, you can immediately see what the outcome will be.
Shinhwa said with a small sigh of admiration.
Seong Ha-yeon sighed and sighed.
If Professor Shin Kyung-hwa praised him this much, it would be a really great performance.
No, I saw the video of the graduation ceremony in the first place… Seong Ha-yeon already knew that it was a decent level.
“I think I play better than I thought.”
-It is difficult to approach the concept of good or bad. If you see Chae-yoon or Jo Seong-hyun right now… There must be dozens or hundreds of pianists and violinists who are better than that.
“Then why… ?”
Why are you so interested?
Are you paying attention enough to get a scholarship, give direct lessons, and keep you interested in the schedule?
I’m curious.
-Surely, you like music. When I sit still and watch you play, I feel happy too. That’s what music should do.
“… … .”
Seong Ha-yeon did not understand easily.
She had more musical knowledge than others, but neither was she a pianist or a violinist.
she is not a musician
educator.
That was Ha-yeon Seong, and I had no intention of becoming a musician.
He could hear and understand, but he couldn’t empathize with other musicians.
-Simply put, it is the same reason why I chose the piano and the violin.
“Is that enough?”
Is it the same reason you chose the piano and violin?
Professor Shin Kyung-hwa risked her life for music.
But, for the same reason.
Is it that great?
As an educator, Seong Ha-yeon felt the anticipation continued to rise.
At the same time.
“So, are you so biased?”
I also felt a little jealous.
It’s a funny thing to say though.
When she was young, she had been told many times that she had a talent for music.
Although I gave up now and walked the path of an educator.
– Favoritism. It’s just treating them according to their talents. No matter how much water you give, if there is a plant that digests all of it and grows quickly, why not give it a lot of water?
“… … .”
-Preference is to be seen as the effort and interest that the Korean Academy of Arts puts into a child named Park Han-yul as favoritism.
Professor Shin Hwa said.
Sung Ha-yeon kept her mouth shut at her words.
Park Han-yul.
He was a talented pianist and a child the school expected.
It also provides many opportunities that schools can give.
‘The donations are overwhelming.’
The donations from Park Han-yul’s father’s side are enormous.
Even Seong Ha-yeon, who always thinks it should be fair, can never ignore it.
So she couldn’t answer.
– It’s not favoritism, so don’t worry.
Professor Shin Hwa said.
“… Yes. professor.”
In the end, Seong Ha-yeon had no choice but to answer that way.
Another question pops up in my mind.
He has the talent to be called a genius both at school and outside.
Park Han-yul, who has been steadily growing up with the support of the school and the funds his father has.
Professor Shin is so interested that he wants to take care of himself.
Cho Chae-yoon grew up with the help of his father’s musical talent and environment.
What will happen when the two meet?
* * *
The song to be recorded today was ‘Snowman’.
The song itself was completed, and since the composer was Cho Sung-hyun in the first place, there was no big problem in recording.
Yumi also participated in writing the lyrics, along with a lyricist she often worked with Pan Entertainment, so it was basically a song that could not help but fit well with Yumi.
“When do you think it will end?”
“If you listen to it once, and if the level of perfection is high, it will end early or it will end late.”
“okay. What if I disappear in the middle? If you have something to talk about, talk to Hyuna.”
“Yeah. I knew. Don’t worry.”
Jo Sung-hyun said playfully.
Park Joong-won looked slightly anxious.
Yumi and Seo Yena feel like bombs that never know when they will explode.
Cho Sung-hyun was also a little nervous, but it wasn’t too much.
You can edit it at any time, and it’s okay to proceed according to the company’s taste, but… Still, the camera is there.
Seo Ye-na was a professional, and it was clear that she would restrain herself as much as possible when the camera was with her.
Yumi will be careful too.
Seo Ye-na is a lot older and it’s good to say that she is helping, so I wouldn’t touch it for nothing.
“I’ll start.”
-yes.
In response to Jo Sung-hyun’s words, Yumi, who was in the recording booth, nodded her head.
I hope that the recording ends peacefully and with perfection.
Seong-hyeon Jo sent a signal to the engineer.
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Music starts playing on Yumi’s headset.
With her eyes closed, Yumi, who was listening to the music, opened her mouth.
– It was a cold day. That day… .
Calmly, Yumi’s song begins.
Although it is a bit ambiguous, Jo Sung-hyun proceeded as it was.
The neck still hasn’t been fully resolved.
You have to sing it a few times to get a sense of it and sing it well.
Since the understanding of the song was not low, Jo Sung-hyun decided that Yumi would quickly get the hang of it.
Chae-yoon also tilted her head, but didn’t say anything.
-The memories of those happy times… .
As the song continued, Yumi slowly drew her emotions out.
She made eye contact with Jo Sung-hyun, who was seen through the glass.
Jo Sung-hyun received Yumi’s gaze with calm eyes.
As Yumi continued singing, she glanced at her somewhere.
At that moment, her emotions were shaken.
– Oh, I’m sorry.
Feeling herself shaken, Yumi opens her mouth first and stops recording.
Jo Sung-hyun raised his hand lightly.
“it’s okay. Miss Yumi. I think we have to go slowly and take our time.”
He said so and stroked Chae-yoon’s hair.
Chae-yoon rubs the ball into Seong-hyun’s hand as if feeling good.
Jo Seong-hyeon glanced back at the place where Yumi’s eyes had touched.
There, Seo Ye-na was standing leaning against the wall.
As soon as I saw Seo Ye-na, my emotions were shaken.
As if Seo Ye-na knew that too, she frowned as if she didn’t like it.
‘… This is not easy.’
Things got really, really weird.
Jo Sung-hyun swallowed the words inside and opened his mouth.
“I will go back.”
-Yep.
Yumi started singing again with serious eyes.
But, again soon.
-sorry. It’s a little tough here.
again.
– Would it be okay if I cut it off and try it once?
And again.
-ah… .
Yumi couldn’t concentrate on the song.
It wasn’t just a matter of blaming Seo Ye-na.
Not only is Yumi unable to concentrate, but she is also unable to immerse herself in it.
It could be that there is something else that worries me… .
‘The song could be the problem.’
That’s very unlikely, but it could be.
In the end, Jo Sung-hyun opened his mouth.
“Yumi-san, it’s okay not to be too hasty. Don’t worry, you can proceed calmly and immerse yourself in it.”
– Yes, brother. I’m sorry.
“no. it’s okay. I’m not sorry, why are you apologizing?”
Jo Sung-hyun smiled and shook his head.
It always happens while recording.
There was absolutely no need to apologize for this.
As long as the song is well-recorded, it doesn’t matter to Seong-Hyun Woo, team leader Woo Kyung-Soo, Hyun-A Jang, and Joong-Won Park as well.
Seo Ye-na is a little concerned, but… She also had a complete understanding of the recording system.
As an artist, you will fully understand this part.
‘ thought Jo Sung-hyun.
Until Seo Ye-na, who was still in a cold atmosphere, opened her mouth.
Seo Ye-na quietly stood leaning against the wall with her arms folded, then sneakily approached Seong-hyun’s side and pressed the microphone button.
“Hey, look at me.”
She said.