God of Piano

“Do you seem to be doing well?”

“Don’t the three of us here all know that Jungwoo struggles harder than anyone else?”

Taylor smiled softly.

“Your son is strong. Now you will be able to hope instead of worry.”

“······He collapsed without being able to overcome even the weight of the stage. How can I believe that I am strong?”

“In other words, I am the child who tried to bear the weight of the stage squarely. The reason why that child became afraid of the stage was because she loved the stage more than anyone else. It is one of the most valuable qualities a pianist can have.”

“So, can you really stand on that stage this time?”

“I told you. It’s okay to have expectations instead of worrying.”

said Taylor, lifting a beer.

“This music festival will be fun. a lot.”

#

“The freshmen these days seem very confident.”

said the red-haired girl. She was applying rosin to the bow of her violin for a while, and Eric was leaning against the wall with a tired expression beside her. The female student glanced at Eric before opening her mouth again.

“Did you hear?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You and the freshmen. They say that they challenged the piano concerto audition a lot and couldn’t even get a seat as a soloist, so they’re frantic. Aren’t your seniors looking so easygoing?”

“・・・・・What can I apply for? I want to gain experience.”

“But I also watched a video of one of them playing because it’s a bit famous. What? was that a name? I’m not sure how to pronounce it. Anyway, the kid who participated in that LA piano competition this time.”

“Oh, he.”

“I heard that he is practicing ensemble with Rami every day. that’s right?”

At that, Eric silently looked at the girl with a calm expression. The female student, Selina, said with a smirk.

“What if the two of you get along? You’ve been working hard to score points while doing club activities that you didn’t even want to do.”

“shut up. Don’t do it with a story that didn’t even happen.”

“It’s not a story that didn’t happen, it’s a story that could happen. You said you told Rami. When practicing the concerto, ask for someone to help accompaniment. But I don’t think it’s safe to say that you haven’t contacted him and that you’re with him…?”

“What the hell do you want to say?”

“I don’t want to say anything, I just want to make fun of you.”

“Eat sh*t.”

Eric raised a finger. Selina giggled, then a fresh look on her face.

“Ah, it’s been a while since I’ve teased you, so it feels good. The concerto this time is by Mozart, so even if you say that there is no overlap, don’t fall behind in the soloist category. You know you have to rank higher than them, right?”

“Do you think you can’t do that too?”

“Well, whether Heather or Lull, both of them are quite famous these days, right? Taking that into account… do you think there’s nothing that can’t be pushed back?”

“You are worrying for nothing. I don’t do that even if it’s because the tuition I’ve been paying for at the California Conservatory is a waste. I’ll put them both underneath and go up, so keep an eye on it.”

“Oh wow, full of energy. Dog is nice.”

Of course, contrary to what she said, Selina still had a sadistic expression on Eric. It was an expression that Eric couldn’t stand it because it was fun to be stressed with this. Eric sighed inwardly.

‘Why are there only idiots like this around me?’

If there was anything fortunate about him, it was that he wasn’t alone in thinking that way. Same time, different place. Rowoon felt the same way as Eric when he faced the girl pointing at him.

“Khehehehe… you’re in big trouble.”

“Then why is it such a big deal?”

“My Rachmaninov, you’ve been crazy lately. I think Rachmaninoff is watching me! No, it came in on me! If you listen to my performance, you won’t be motivated at all anymore, right? It’s like a losing game anyway.”

“What are you going to do if you shout so loud and lose later?”

“Don’t you think so? Even so, if you shout like this, does that mean you have that much confidence?”

“······okay. You are amazing.”

Rowoon clapped his hands with a soulless expression. Heather was still quite agitated despite Rowoon’s sullen attitude.

“Now there is nothing blocking the playing section! I got used to leaping, I was able to play arpeggios neatly, and more than anything, I was able to capture all my emotions.”

“It seems a bit bright for Rachmaninov’s sensibility? You shouldn’t be looking more depressed by now.”

“Abandon the prejudice that Rachmaninov’s sensibility is simply melancholy. No, no. don’t throw it away That way I can definitely win.”

“······What the hell did you eat yesterday?”

“Um, curried chicken salad, Greek yogurt, and tacos?”

“I’m not sure, but one of them must be rotten.”

“hehehe… It’s no use pretending to be that strong. On the day of the audition, everything will be clearly covered. Listen carefully. Rowoon.”

Heather brushed her hair gracefully and crossed her arms.

“Rachmaninoff’s protection is with me.”

well. Is it really so?

It was that evening. After recording the performance for a long time in the practice room, Rowoon slowly inserted the Walkman’s earphones into his ears.

[ Great performance. You took out the core of my playing method very well. ]

[ Now all that remains is to match the real orchestra. ]

[But keep in mind. Playing a concerto is like playing against dozens of musicians by yourself. ]

[Be careful not to be swallowed by them. ]

[But what…… Yes. Sounds good. To be honest, I’m not too worried. ]

Engraving many messages from Rachmaninoff into his heart, Rowoon immediately remembered Heather’s words. Rachmaninoff’s protection is with her. Rowoon laughed and murmured.

Unfortunately, Heather’s bravado couldn’t dwarf him in the slightest.

Heather is with Rachmaninoff’s protection.

And he is with Rachmaninoff.

Which of the two plays will shine more? Rowoon didn’t worry. It was a question with an obvious answer.

There was still a week left until the audition,

He is already ready to go on stage.

＜ California Music Festival (3) ＞ End

＜ California Music Festival (4) ＞

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‘It would be perfect if I could even receive Rachmaninoff’s blessing, but…’

It was too greedy. He hadn’t even performed with a proper orchestra, let alone stood on stage with his performance yet. Even so, it was literally Shimbo, a thief, who was already asking for a blessing.

Besides, it was more important to know how to properly use what he had now than to dwell on something like a blessing that could not be given at any time.

“If you can even win a real piano concerto this time… it will be cool. I heard that it is rare for any instrument to win a concerto right after entering school.”

Those were Chris’ words. Gregor nodded his head in response.

“It will definitely leave an impression on the school. Even so, thanks to this LA competition, it felt like everyone knew about it. Aren’t there quite a few people who recognize you these days?”

“Even if he recognizes it, it’s just ‘Oh, he?’ I feel like doing it, nothing special.”

“Oh, he is great. In my case, it is neither him nor anything.”

“······I have nothing to say.”

Rowoon scratched his head with an embarrassed expression. As expected, I couldn’t get used to the situation where people complimented me like this, even if I tried to get used to it. It must be because he lived a life far from praise for the rest of his life.

“But how did you end up against Heather again?”

“I didn’t do it on purpose… no, in a way, it’s true that I did it on purpose… I just wanted to try Rachmaninoff’s piano concerto at least once.”

As I answered, I thought it was very strange. Chris asked with a coy smile.

“Aren’t there any suspicious rumors going around these days?”

“What rumors?”

“I heard you and Heather are dating.”

“I haven’t even met him outside of school except for the contest?”

“Aren’t you texting me?”

“It’s a text message, well… If you post a story on Starbook, it’s just like sending a message from time to time.”

“So, are you really not feeling anything?”

Chris asked with an excited expression. It was the same expression he made when he put Kate and Rowoon together. Rowoon firmly drew a line.

“I don’t feel it. nothing. Heather and I are just friends.”

“okay. are friends now But what’s the law saying you can’t do more than that?”

“Because I have no intention of doing that.”

“why? heather is cute Pretty. Oh, or who? Do you have feelings for the person who is practicing ensemble with you these days? He also has a good style.”

“It’s not like that, I hate dating because now I can just date. When I was with Kate, I fully felt that this shouldn’t be the case. And, unlike Kate, Heather isn’t something you can say you can date. so just friends Not to mention Rami noona. okay?”

“… Huh, you’ve developed a strangely naive view of love.”

Chris licked his lips with a somewhat regretful expression. But Rowoon had no choice but to do so. In particular, after looking into the life of Liszt, who was no different from Casanova, Rowoon thought of one thing. I don’t know anything else, but I can’t live like a list.

Rowoon sighed.

“Anyway, if a man and a woman stick together for a bit, this world won’t be able to treat them as lovers.”

“I live for that kind of fun. You are unnecessarily stubborn.”

well. After looking into the memories of writers who suffered because of women several times, even if they are musicians he respects, wouldn’t he have no choice but to change that much even if he doesn’t want to be naive.

It is said that the more experience you accumulate, the better it is, but for now, it was enough for Rowoon to focus on playing. There was no time to enjoy the luxury of dating.