My Daughter is a Music Genius

Chapter 97

“Chaeyoon was good at the piano.”

As soon as the child saw Jo Sung-hyun, he said with a proud face as if he wanted to give him a quick compliment.

Jo Sung-hyun smiled and hugged Chae-yoon.

“He did really well. It sounds like you practiced a lot?”

“that’s right. Chae-yoon worked hard.”

Chae-yoon nodded and answered.

Perhaps he liked his own performance, Chaeyoon seemed to be in a good mood.

“Chae Yoon-ah.”

“yes?”

“Do you like competing so much?”

“yes! Fun!”

Chae-yoon answered without hesitation.

The contest seems to be getting better and better.

It was fortunate.

If the child is not having fun, there is no reason to continue the contest, but Chaeyoon says it is fun.

“Now what?”

I didn’t even go to kindergarten today.

The contest had just ended, and I didn’t go to kindergarten tomorrow, so I had plenty of time and stamina.

“Chae-yoon wants to play with her father.”

“What do you want to play with?”

“Umm… Violin?”

After thinking for a while, the child says:

Come to think of it, it has been a while since I played the violin with my child.

Sometimes when I was alone at home, I would finish chores and practice, but Chaeyoon was concentrating on the contest, so I haven’t been able to work together lately.

“Is that so? Shall we go home and play with Daddy?”

“I like Chae-yoon!”

The child answers in a bright voice.

Jo Sung-hyun smiled and turned around.

That was then.

“excuse me.”

Someone called them from behind.

Jo Sung-hyun did not think that he was calling himself at first, but kept walking.

“Hey, wait a minute.”

As the voice got a little closer, I glanced back.

Jo Seong-hyeon, who was holding Chae-yoon, saw the person right behind him and widened his eyes.

I was looking at him and Chaeyoon with slightly rough breathing, probably because pianist Jeong Se-yeon was walking fast.

“hello. My name is Seyeon Jeong. Are you and Jo Chae-yoon your father?”

Se-yeon Jeong, pianist, knew Jo Sung-hyun and Chae-yun.

Well, I guess that’s why I followed.

In the first place, pianist Jeong Se-yeon just saw the judgement, and there was no way that he did not know.

Jo Sung-hyun was a little nervous.

I wondered if Chae-yoon did something wrong.

He opened his mouth, trying to be as calm as possible.

“hello. Jeong Se-yeon, pianist.”

“Sorry for the sudden. It’s not like I usually just call people like this… .”

“Oh, no. For what reason?”

Jo Sung-hyun smiled and waved his hand.

Pianist Jeong Se-yeon glanced at Chae-yoon once, and then continued.

“Nothing else. I’m curious to know who Chaeyoon is taking piano lessons from. My child’s piano is my style, so I was very curious about who learned it.”

Pianist Jeong Se-yeon asked.

Judging by Chae-yoon’s piano skills, it didn’t seem like she just learned it from a local academy teacher.

No, in the first place, most of the people who participated in the contest were from the middle class or higher.

It means that they are not worthy of sending their children to a local academy.

Pianist Jeong Se-yeon didn’t think that Seong-hyeon Seong wasn’t wearing luxury like others, but that Yoon-yi Chae was just attending a piano academy in the neighborhood.

‘I’m sure I learned it from someone with skills.’

Then, there is a very high probability that you have heard the name.

Rather than asking Jeong Se-yeon directly to Chae-yoon, I wanted to visit the child’s lesson teacher and share the story.

Recently, as I took on the position of a judge with Professor Kim Seon-bin, I felt a bit frustrated because I thought that talking with Chae-yoon’s lesson teacher would solve it.

Cho Sung-hyun scratched his cheek.

“I didn’t take any lessons… Usually when I teach the piano, I teach.”

“… yes?”

At Seong-hyeon Jo’s words, Se-yeon Jeong doubted her ears for a moment.

The instructor isn’t famous either.

Not even a local school teacher.

It was just that the father was teaching the child himself.

“But how can such a performer… .”

Se-yeon Jeong, pianist, muttered as if it was absurd.

I just learned it from my dad, but you say that kind of performance comes out?

The performance just before was so natural and free.

Professor Kim Seon-bin’s face didn’t look very satisfied, but in Jeong Se-yeon’s very personal opinion… .

‘If I just solidify the real basics, my likes and dislikes would decrease a lot.’

Although it is impossible to completely satisfy people like Professor Kim Seon-bin who think that a formal performance must be performed unconditionally.

Still, if Chae-yoon solidifies the basics, people who say ‘shouldn’t it still be well-formed?’ can be captivated.

The basics are actually things that can be achieved through practice and hard work, so considering that Chaeyoon is still young, this might be the best.

In the best possible way, I thought that the teacher who taught me this way must be a great pianist.

But the reply returned was futile.

Is this, Chaeyoon is great?

Or is the Jo Sung-hyun in front of me great?

Jeong Se-yeon was a little confused.

In the meantime, Jo Sung-hyun laughed as if embarrassed.

“I’m not just telling you something great, just looking at the scale and the sheet music… All I have to do is show you some videos so you can see how other pianists play… .”

“… … .”

Jo Sung-hyun blurted out the end of his speech as Jeong Se-yeon’s expression became more and more strange.

Jeong Se-yeon kept her mouth shut even though Jo Seong-hyun stopped talking.

What she was thinking, her expression looked very serious.

“… Are you okay?”

Cho Seong-hyeon asked that, and Chae-yoon, who was in his arms, gasps and is surprised.

“Are you in pain again?”

“No, it hurts. But again… ?”

Jeong Se-yeon blinked and looked at Chae-yoon.

Chae-yoon opened her mouth, pointing at Jeong Se-yeon’s finger.

“Last time, did a squirrel stick out while playing because it was Aya?”

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Maybe it was difficult for the child to explain to Jeong Se-yeon, so the words got twisted in the middle.

However, Jo Sung-hyun was able to understand the child’s words without difficulty.

He smiled lightly, and Jeong Se-yeon looked at Jo Sung-hyun with a face that seemed to ask for an explanation.

Eventually he laughed and explained.

“Last time, I went to a concert with pianist Jeong Se-yeon. When you played Vivaldi’s Four Seasons. Maybe there was a bit of a finger injury at that time, and I made a little mistake while playing… .”

“uh?”

As Jo Seong-hyeon spoke up there, pianist Jeong Se-yeon’s eyes widened.

Even then, she once had doubts about a woman.

While in the bathroom, a woman who suddenly realized that her finger was injured while talking about a squirrel.

Se-yeon Jeong, a pianist who suddenly remembered that time, blinked and looked back at Seong-hyeon Cho and Chae-yoon in turn.

“no way… .”

Just as she was about to say more.

“Seyeon, you have to come in now!”

The staff called her from behind.

I wanted to ask him to wait for a moment, but his expression looked too urgent.

It looks like I was out too much.

“Oh, I guess we caught on too much. sorry. Please come in.”

“No, that… .”

Pianist Jeong Se-yeon looked at Jo Sung-hyun and Chae-yoon.

There were so many things I wanted to ask.

But there was no time, and in the end she promised:

Because the finals were up to the second round.

Then you can ask

Eventually, she bowed her head slightly and turned around.

* * *

Jo Seong-hyeon burst into laughter as he saw the back of the pianist Jeong Se-yeon, who came and went in an instant.

I don’t know what it was, but it seemed crazy.

“let’s go!”

Chae-yoon buryes her face in Seong-hyeon’s chest and says:

At the voice of the child, Jo Sung-hyun took a step forward.

That day we spent several hours returning home and playing together.

Chae-yoon really enjoyed playing and working with Seong-hyeon, and that was the case with Seong-hyun.

“Dad, you’re wrong!”

While playing, Chae-yoon smiles and looks at Jo Sung-hyun.

When we played together, mistakes were inevitable.

Cho Sung-hyun made more mistakes than Chae-yoon.

Even though Jo Sung-hyun has done a lot more music than Chae-yoon so far, in fact, it was closer to the realm of ‘creation’ rather than playing something.

Creating a song by thinking of a musical idea and transferring it to a score.

Of course, there were times when Jo Sung-hyun played the music himself, and there were times when he recorded the guide vocals himself.

In the end, the main thing was composing.

On the other hand, Chae-yoon is much more accustomed to performing than to creating or creating something.

Cho Seong-hyeon had to make more mistakes than Chae-yoon.

“Dad is wrong again. What?”

“Daddy is Gigi!”

“Gigi? Who taught you that?”

Jo Sung-hyun asked with a laugh at the child’s expression.

Chae-yoon smiles and proudly opens her mouth.

“grandmother!”

“Did your grandmother say that Chaeyoon would see her?”