My Daughter is a Music Genius

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What is an instrument for musicians?

Just a simple piece of equipment?

No, not at all.

For musicians, musical instruments were like their own limbs.

Something so precious that he even said it was his own half.

It can’t just be a tool.

Of course, since every musician has different values and each person is different, of course there will be a lot of people who do not agree with this idea.

Because there are a lot of people in the world who take their instruments harshly.

However, Jo Sung-hyun thought that more people would agree that most musicians have a special heart for their instruments.

For many musicians, an instrument is not just a tool for making music.

To them, the instrument was a dream and a will.

It’s not just a tool to make a sound, it’s a means to make your dreams come true.

Especially, if you are a musician who specializes in classical music, not just a musician who plays popular music.

Jo Seong-hyeon doesn’t know how much Yoo Jae-gyun loved his instrument.

Still, he could guess.

‘It’s the instrument I’ve always had. Of course, his love for him must be very deep.’

I don’t know much about Yoo Jae-gyun’s family circumstances, but I’ve heard of his instruments a few times.

The violin Yoo Jae-gyun used was the instrument he had been using for over 10 years.

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When it comes to people, just like personality, each instrument has its own unique tone.

Yoo Jae-gyun loved his instrument and cherished it very much.

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Management worked hard.

But he had decided to sell the instrument he had been using for decades now.

For Yeonjun.

To create an opportunity for children to do what they love to their heart’s content and to learn properly.

Yoo Jae-gyun is trying to sell the dream he has had since he was young.

“At first, I wanted to work hard until retirement, and later, I wanted to be part of an orchestra and play. Well, you can do it with other instruments.”

When Jo Seong-hyun looked at Yoo Jae-gyun, Yoo Jae-gyun shrugged his shoulders once, making a pick and laughing.

Seong-Hyeon Cho nodded his head.

He is right.

Yes, you will definitely be able to perform with other instruments as part of an orchestra.

‘The feeling will be very different.’

Jo Sung-hyun thought to himself.

I wanted to say something stupid, but Yoo Jae-gyun’s feelings were so understandable that Jo Seong-hyeon couldn’t open his mouth easily.

As a matter of fact, it wouldn’t have been an easy decision for him.

Selling one’s own instrument and one’s unfulfilled dream is not something that anyone can easily decide.

“Youngjun will like it. He seemed to want to go to a private art school in Korea.”

“Is the kid like that?”

“Yesterday, I talked a bit about school with Yeongjun, and he seemed to want to go. I like the picture.”

“That’s fortunate.”

Jaekyun Yoo smiles and says.

Despite the decision to sell his instrument, he showed no signs of regret.

Rather, a cool face as if it was good to be able to throw away any regrets.

Jo Sung-hyun was envious of Yoo Jae-gyun.

Having made such a decision, and having no regrets about that decision, he is filled with love for his own child only.

“Anyway, the important thing is Yeongjun. What more am I going to do at this age?”

“Hey, it’s a hundred years old. What. You haven’t even lived half of your life.”

“That is also true. In the past, it was my dream to become a really good violinist, but now I just want to see Youngjun grow up well for a long time. haha.”

“You look great.”

To what Yoo Jae-gyun said with a smile, Jo Seong-hyun responded with a bright smile.

The two fathers looked at each other for a moment, then emptied the tea from the paper cups.

Jo Seong-hyeon and Yoo Jae-gyun, who had already drank the tea that were already lukewarm due to the cold weather, got up from their seats.

“I will go in first. See you later.”

“Yes, I’ll go in when Chae-yoon comes.”

Jaekyun Yoo enters the caravan first.

Jo Sung-hyun sat at the table and waited for Chae-yoon.

He glanced at the caravan Yoo Jae-kyun had just entered.

Seriously, Jaekyun Yoo looked great.

As a father, I respect him as well.

‘The idea of selling your own instrument and sending Yeongjun to a private art school in Daehan is a great thing in itself.’

Jo Sung-hyun thought to himself and fiddled with the empty paper cup.

Korea Arts Private School.

The more I think about it, the more I want to send it to school.

He went to the homepage of the Daehan Academy of Arts that he had found in the morning and looked at the admission information again.

Among them, there was one phrase that stood out.

[Our Daehan Arts Private School also operates a dormitory, but only accepts students aged 14 and over in special circumstances.

We believe that ‘art’ does not simply come from ‘knowledge’.

Schools can provide knowledge, but the only way to learn wisdom is in the students themselves and in their surroundings… ]

It was a very true statement, and Jo Sung-hyeon also positively accepted this educational ideology of the Korean Academy of Arts.

“Chaeyoon, I have to let you go.”

The child will definitely like it even if he goes to a regular school.

However, if you go to a private art school in Korea, you will like it even more.

Of course, I should have a good talk with Chae-yoon, but Chae-yoon, who wants to continue making music, has already decided on the answer the child will answer.

‘Chae-yoon wants to go, but she can’t let her go… .’

I’ll send it anyway.

Even if the tuition is expensive, there is something else that cannot be done.

If it’s a car, you can sell anything like Yoo Jae-gyun.

Jo Sung-hyun thought to himself, raised his hand and waved it lightly.

In the distance, Chaeyoon was approaching with a bright smile.

* * *

The cable car ride was not far away.

It was quite close in terms of distance, but it took about 20 minutes to get there because I had to turn around to get there by car.

“It’s pretty big.”

“Iknow, right. It was bigger than I thought and I was surprised.”

It wasn’t very crowded, but the size of the cable car stop was quite large.

There are cafes inside, as well as a donut shop and a souvenir shop.

The cable car ride was not cheap.

Adult round trip 12,000 won.

Child round trip 8,000 won.

After buying a ticket and waiting for a while, a large cable car arrives.

“Chae Yoon-ah.”

“yes?”

“Have you ever taken a cable car?”

“no. First ride.”

To Yeongjun’s question, Chaeyoon answered with a slightly nervous face.

From the moment the cable car came in, the child had a nervous face.

It’s the first time I’ve ridden it, and there seems to be something like that because I climbed a high place.

“Chae Yoon-ah, if you’re scared, it’s okay to wait with Dad.”

Jo Seong-hyeon asked the child, and Chae-yoon shook his head to see if he didn’t like it.

“I can ride.”

“Can I ride even if I’m scared?”

“yes.”

The child answers right away.

The cable car door opened, and the staff reached out as if they were ready to get on.

Yeongjun gets on first, followed by Jung Miwon and Yoo Jaekyun.

Chae-yoon grabbed Seong-hyun’s hand and walked inside the cable car.

and the child.

“Hey?”

He made a strange noise and took a half step back.

The cable car door closes, rattles and the cable car departs.

As Chaeyoon came in, her body stiffened and she couldn’t do anything.

Jo Sung-hyun smiled at the sight.

“Chae Yoon-ah. it’s okay?”

“… There is no floor.”

The child speaks with a slightly tired face.

The fact that he was holding Jo Sung-hyun’s hand, showed his will to never let go.

Chae-yoon looked at the glass floor in the middle and was frozen.

“It’s not a bottomless one, it’s transparent.”

Young-jun says yes, and stretches out his feet and taps the transparent glass floor.

As he spoke, all he could do was gently touch him from the outside of the glass floor, perhaps a little scared himself.

Yoo Jae-gyun and Jeong Mi-won blur their laughter at Yeong-jun’s appearance.

“Chae Yoon-ah, if you’re scared, should I sit down first?”

“… yes.”

The child nods his head.

Jo Seong-hyeon carefully hugged Chae-yoon and put her on the chair.

As I sat down on the chair, I felt a sense of stability, so my body, which had been tense from tension, loosened up a bit.

The child did not let go of Seonghyeon’s hand even after sitting on the chair.

Fortunately, though, as time passed, the child began to appreciate the scenery, carefully looking around to see if he was getting used to it.

Seong-hyeon Jo also took his eyes off Chae-yoon and looked down through the transparent floor, looking around and admiring the snow-capped mountains.

Originally a mountain that would have been green.

The mountain, which was covered with snow and turned white, was quite beautiful.

I’ve been looking at the scenery for so long.

“Chae Yoon-ah, Seong-hyun. Take a look here.”

Jung Mi-won’s voice is heard.

On the way from the camping trip, Jung Mi-won was in charge of photography.

I took a lot of pictures last night too, and her photo shoot didn’t stop today.

Jeong Mi-won recorded Jo Seong-hyeon and Chae-yoon on her smartphone camera, and Chae-yoon leaned on Jo Sung-hyun and smiled, probably because of the thought of taking pictures.

With the snow-capped mountains in the background, Chae Yoon-yi and Jo Seong-hyeon took a picture.

With a click, Jung Mi-won’s smartphone makes a sound.

“Wow, this really came out really well, didn’t it?”

Jung Mi-won admires with a bright face whether she is satisfied with her filming.

She handed her smartphone to Jo Sung-hyun and Chae-yoon as if to take a look.

Jo Sung-hyun looked at the picture with the child and smiled.

“It came out well. thank you This time I’ll take a picture.”

He said so and turned on the camera app.

Young-jun’s family quickly posed for a pose, and Jo Seong-hyeon took a few pictures of them, and then handed the smartphone back to Jung Mi-won.

Jeong Mi-won did not forget her photos wherever she went.

It’s completely different from Jo Sung-hyun’s forgetting the picture.

“It’s nice to have a lot to draw.”

After saying that, Miwon Jung looked at her smartphone.

After taking the cable car, I was about to go back and a souvenir shop caught my eye.

It was a souvenir shop that you would normally pass by without even looking at it.

Because Jo Sung-hyun was never the type of person who would go anywhere to buy souvenirs.

However, I couldn’t pass the souvenir shop easily today for some reason.

Young-jun naturally entered the souvenir shop, and Jo Sung-hyun followed them into the souvenir shop.

And as soon as he entered the store, Jo Seong-hyeon could clearly see what he had to buy.