My Daughter is a Music Genius

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Tick tock.

The second hand rotates and makes a sound.

Professor Shin Kyung-hwa quietly stared at the clock.

A concert with the Seoul Orchestra was getting closer and closer.

It is also widely known that Shin Kyung-hwa appears and plays, and publicity is already underway through posters and banners.

The fact that Shinhwa is in a place other than home today is also for publicity.

Classics always pretend to be arrogant, but in the end they struggle because of lack of popularity and lack of money.

To be honest, Professor Shin Kyung-hwa was even thinking that the recent classics exist just for the sake of appearance.

It wasn’t about music, it was about those who said they were interested in classical music.

How many of them really love music?

I feel skeptical.

With a small sigh, Shinhwa turned his gaze toward the open door with a small click.

A woman with long straight hair enters and bows her head.

It’s a reporter I used to be friends with.

“hello. professor. Am I too late?”

“no. It’s been a while since I just came and was guided by the staff and sat down.”

Neonhwa smiled and waved his hand.

At her words, reporter Park sighed and handed the coffee he was holding to Professor Shin Kyung-hwa.

“Last time, you said you like maronilla coffee, so I went and bought it. I was late because there was a traffic jam on the way back.”

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Maronilla is the name of a cafe that Shinhwa likes.

After receiving the coffee, Shin Kyung-hwa bowed her head slightly and said thanks.

Taking a brief sip, she raised her gaze and met reporter Park’s eyes.

“Shall we start right away?”

“Ah yes. Okay. Then I will start.”

Reporter Park nodded her head quickly to answer, and put her smartphone on the table.

Shin Kyung-hwa glanced at the screen indicating that the recording was going on and looked at reporter Park.

It was reporter Park who spoke first.

“Well… I heard that you are holding a concert with the Seoul Orchestra this time. I know that you are close with the conductor Jin Hyun-soo, who is usually the conductor of the Seoul Orchestra. We got to play together, how do you feel?”

Reporter Park asks.

Professor Shin Kyung-hwa was able to open his mouth and answer without any hesitation.

Because it wasn’t such a difficult question.

“Actually, when the offer first came in, I thought it was finally done. It was also the orchestra I was looking forward to and wanted to be with… I also had a good talk with Hyunsoo musically.”

“You seem to share a lot of musical concerns with conductor Hyunsoo Jin.”

Reporter Park asked with a smile.

Professor Shin Hwa paused to answer her question.

“often… I don’t even need to say that. Yes, the only thing we talk about when we meet is actually about music. Again, we talked a lot about music while preparing for a concert together. Especially the parts about the current classic market.”

“The current classic market?”

“Yes, the current classic market is probably… it’s hardened I think a change is necessary. Now the old men have to go, and the young blood has to come in.”

Professor Shin Kyung-hwa spoke in a soft voice.

As usual, Professor Shin Kyung-hwa used to say that he wanted to retire from old age and see more young people in the classical market.

Reporter Park was not surprised, as it was not unusual for Professor Shin Kyung-hwa to tell such a story.

But in the interview that followed, I couldn’t help but be a little surprised.

“It’s good. The time has come for the classics market to come alive.”

She said that and continued with the question.

“Is there a part that you liked while practicing, or is there something you are particularly looking forward to? I would appreciate it if you let me know so I can refer to it.”

“It was a good part of practicing… To be honest, it felt like we had been working together for a long time, so we were able to feel comfortable while preparing together. That was great.”

When practicing with the Seoul Orchestra, there were no major difficulties.

It was pretty good just that there were no difficulties or inconveniences.

There are many places that do not even have the basics, but the Seoul Orchestra was a place where the basics were well established.

“Is it because of conductor Hyunsoo Jin?”

“Well, since we know each other’s music perspectives and styles well, we must have been able to match each other well.”

Professor Shin Kyung-hwa nodded and answered.

She moaned, took a sip of coffee, and continued to answer.

“What I am particularly looking forward to is, I think I can tell you this without any hesitation.”

“Oh, what part?”

Reporter Park asked with an interesting expression.

If you focus on writing an article about what Professor Shin-Hwa expects, you can publish a pretty good article.

As reporter Park Shin-hwa, who had interviewed Professor Shin-hwa several times so far, she could instinctively know that what Professor Shin-hwa Shin was trying to say would be a good article.

“I can’t talk much, but after the main stage, a special stage is prepared.”

“I heard the news that a special stage was being prepared, but… I couldn’t tell you about the performers because it was completely hidden. The professor must be looking forward to the special stage.”

The story about the special stage was going around to some extent.

How many people are there, and will you hide them all?

It’s not unusual to have a special stage, and it was natural for the story to go around.

However, there was a subtle interest in this special stage.

For some reason, I don’t know, but the Seoul Orchestra was hiding the performers on the special stage that should be used to promote and guide the stage.

“When I do a special stage, I have a personal wish that I want to sit in the audience.”

“Wow, if the professor said that, I’m really looking forward to it, right?”

Reporter Park said with his eyes shining.

When Professor Shin Kyung-hwa sees the stage, how many people have expressed that they want to see it in the audience?

At least, as far as reporter Park remembers, it was never like that when he was interviewed.

“The performer I like the most and I like the most recently will be on stage. You probably won’t regret coming here just for the special stage.”

Professor Shin Kyung-hwa said in a confident voice, as if putting a period.

Reporter Park smiled strangely.

It was partly because of the thought that a good article could come out, but it was also because of the expectation of a performer that Professor Shin-Hwa Shin was so confident in.

Really, who will come out?

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Meanwhile, Chae Yoon-i was attending school diligently despite the fact that the date of the concert with the Seoul Orchestra was approaching.

Jo Sung-hyeon wanted Chae-yoon to live with a good balance in life.

I had no choice but to do so.

In the past life, Jo Seong-hyeon couldn’t balance that, so didn’t he lose everything?

I didn’t want Chae-yoon to lead a life like that.

How sad would it be to live a life without friends and no memories of school days when you only look at music and then look back.

Because of those things, I was trying to go somewhere to play with my child.

Do you know whether you know Jo Sung-hyun’s feelings or not?

Chae-yoon couldn’t concentrate on her class at school.

The same was true for lunch.

Not knowing what was served as a side dish, the child just ate blankly.

“… Are you okay?”

Hyunseo asks from the side.

Only then did Chae-yoon come to her senses and nod her head.

“Ah, yes. it’s okay.”

“Calm down and eat. The spoon goes into the soup, the fork goes to the sausage… What is that.”

Hyun-seo lightly stroked Chae-yoon’s arm and spoke.

Chae-yoon made a sound and pulled out the spoon that had fallen into the soup.

Young-jun brings a new spoon and hands it to Chae-yoon.

“thank you.”

“Is there a concert soon?”

“yes… .”

Youngjun asked in a low voice, and Chaeyun nodded cautiously.

“I want to go see it too.”

The child let out a small sigh.

Youngjun’s parents tried to get a ticket, but in the end they failed.

When the news that Professor Shin-hwa Shin appeared, the competition was quite high.

It was such a disappointment for Yeongjun.

Chae-yoon didn’t say anything because she wanted Young-jun to come and watch her performance, and half wanted to hear the performance only for people she didn’t know, not people she knew.

Instead, Hyunseo brought up a different story next to him.

“You are… Did you contact me about the webtoon?”

“yet. I must have found another illustrator.”

Yeongjun shook his head and answered.

Chae-yoon blinked at Yeong-jun’s words.

Have you never heard of such a thing?

“It hasn’t been decided yet. I wish I could be you.”

“Then I am confident that I can draw well.”

Saying that, Youngjun poked the sausage with a fork.

The child put the sausage in her mouth and opened her mouth while looking at Chaeyoon.

“After the concert, will you invite me to your house and show you the Silver Button?”

“yes. You said you were going to be a father.”

Chae-yoon answered with a clear face.

Last time, Yeongjun was envious when he heard that he took only Hyunseo and showed him the Silver Button.

In the end, I decided to give Yeong-jun a look, but it was difficult right now because I had to prepare a concert with the Seoul Orchestra.

In the end, it was decided to come after the concert was over.

Hyeon-seo, who had been quietly listening to the story, intervened and spoke out of nowhere.

“Is Joe Silver okay?”

“Joe Silver?”

“yes.”

“I’m fine… ?”

Chae-yoon looked at Hyun-seo with puzzled eyes.

Jo Silver was the name of a succulent that I started raising after the last special activity.

It sits well on Chaeyoon’s piano… why are you asking that

Seeing Hyeon-seo’s sad eyes, Chae-yoon opened her mouth cautiously.

“why? What is rainbow cake? ?”

“ate.”

At Hyun-seo’s answer, Chae-yoon’s eyes turned round.

Young-jun, who knows what rainbow rice cake is, was surprised and stopped the spoon he was carrying in his mouth.

With trembling eyes, Chae-yoon looked at Hyun-seo.

“ate… ? Succulents?”

“yes… ”

“you?”

Chae-yoon asked in surprise.

At the child’s question, Hyun-seo looked back at Chae-yoon as if she was saying something like that.

“No, dwarf.”

“Who is Totoli?”

“Our dog.”

“ah… ”

Chae-yoon sighed.

I have no idea what to do to comfort you.

The tortoise ate the rainbow rice cake… I was even confused as to whether I should be concerned about the health of the Dotoli or pray for the well-being of the rainbow rice cake.

It was just a few days before the concert with the Seoul Orchestra.