The Healing Life of a Music Genius - Chapter 43



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43 There is no musician without a story.

* * *

Late evening.

“Professor, then I’ll just go in.”

“okay. You worked hard today too. “Isn’t it harder to write a thesis than to play an instrument?”

“no. Just the direct guidance from the professor is of great help. “It’s quite worth it.”

“haha. “If that’s the case, I’m glad.”

Professor Kang Yu-han quietly watched as his teaching assistant put the major books into his bag. Then he spoke carefully.

“Do you have some time today? “I’d like to have a beer for the first time in a while.”

“uh···. I’m good. Professor, did you bring your car with you?”

“You can take a taxi back later. You don’t have to worry. “I just meant to have a quick drink at school.”

‘What’s wrong?’

The teaching assistant walked through the school following Professor Yuhan Kang, recalling what happened today.

The sunset at Korea University was calm.

Because the school was located in the mountains, I could hear the sound of insects in the grass, and the slightly cooler weather seemed to wash away the fatigue of the day.

After passing a slightly hilly road, they arrived at a convenience store. Because the school is large, there are convenient facilities scattered throughout the school.

Two cans of beer and a bag of peanut snacks.

After completing the calculation, Professor Kang Yu-han took a seat at the table outside the convenience store.

The teaching assistant, who skillfully completed the settings, proposed a toast first. Professor Kang Yu-han lightly bumped the can with him.

Because it was a convenience store near the music college, some students passing by even said hello to Professor Yuhan Kang.

Kang Yu-han smiled and welcomed them, but inside he was thinking something else.

After Han Seo-jin’s lesson today.

Kang Yu-han called student Kim Jae-young to school. On the pretext of asking for a moment, she had something to talk about.

It was because what I heard from Seojin kept bothering me.

Student Kim Jae-young was quite a promising talent among fourth-year piano majors. He had won prizes in major domestic competitions, and he had a good relationship with a German university, so he was almost certain to study abroad.

The fact that Kang Yu-han personally introduced the venue for the year-end recital was done because everyone trusted him.

‘Where on earth did it go wrong…?’

Professor Kang Yu-han tried his best to hold the left hand of Kim Jae-young, who came back to school.

And the result…

I could see Kim Jae-young clutching his hands in surprise.

Kang Yu-han became angry for a moment.

Why did you hide it?

What were you trying to do?

Kang Yu-han rushed to the hospital affiliated with Hankuk University, dragging a student in his early 20s who could not respond.

The inspection didn’t take long.

It was thanks to the presence of medical school professors whom I knew well that I was provided with some convenience.

The test results were empty.

Trigger finger syndrome.

A disease in which inflammation occurs in the flexor tendon tissue inside the finger.

It was not tenosynovitis as Seojin said, but for a pianist, it was an equally serious disease.

The diagnosis was made very easily after the doctor’s palpation and ultrasound examination.

Jaeyoung immediately broke down after hearing that story.

The child cried in front of the doctor and complained to me.

‘professor···. What I have been doing my whole life is playing the piano. Isn’t this the most important moment for me? There are recitals and study abroad. ‘Don’t you know best what will happen in the future if you take a break during this period?’

‘······.’

‘That’s why I was scared. I tried enduring pain, tried mind control, and took painkillers. but···.’

‘Jaeyoung.’

‘How could it not be? This is the year my life depends on it. ‘You can overcome it with your mental strength.’

‘······.’

‘professor!’

Kang Yu-han couldn’t do anything.

The doctor’s subsequent explanation said that the only answer was surgery. An ordinary person could try drug treatment, but a pianist with sensitive hands had no option.

It was said that rehabilitation would be needed as early as one year after surgery, or up to three years at the latest.

Thinking about what this child must have been thinking, Kang Yu-han’s heart felt like it was going to break.

“······ professor?”

At that time, the teaching assistant called Kang Yu-han.

Kang Yu-han, who was lost in reminiscence, shook his head vigorously.

“What did you say to me?”

“I called you several times, but you didn’t answer. “What on earth are you thinking like that?”

“······.”

Kang Yu-han hesitated for a while and took a sip of beer. Then she told her assistant about her trip to the hospital.

This is a story that cannot be hidden anyway.

If a student fails midway, another student must be given a chance.

Recital and study abroad.

Now, a student other than Jaeyoung will get that opportunity.

No matter how much it hurt, this was natural.

After hearing Kang Yu-han’s entire explanation, the teaching assistant sighed.

“oh my···. “Then how much did Jaeyoung hide it?”

“They said it’s been about a month. “It got worse in the last week.”

“So the lesson is on Sunday…”

“It must have been postponed. “I thought I would get better in the meantime.”

“······.”

Over the past month, Kang Yu-han thought that Kim Jae-young was just going through a slump.

My voice started to sound muffled and I lost focus.

I thought that if you are a pianist, you will experience such bad changes at least once during a critical period. Kang Yu-han also had something like that in the past.

So I encouraged them more, taught them, and yelled at them to focus.

But that wasn’t it.

He was playing while holding back the pain.

‘now···. I can’t lie about my age anymore. No, this is all just an excuse.’

Kang Yu-han was simply very disappointed in himself for not realizing the student’s condition sooner.

“But Professor, you said that Han Seo-jin was the first to notice that fact. I just heard Jaeyoung play for a moment. Even the professor didn’t know… “Is that possible?”

“That’s right.”

As the assistant said, the person who gave the clue to this case was Han Seo-jin.

“Seojin said something. He said he knew someone. So it was a guess. “But I don’t know what that means.”

“Wouldn’t this mean that you have seen someone with this disease around you?”

“Well, that’s fine. “I’m not sure it’s that simple.”

“······?”

Seojin said that he felt sad after listening to Jaeyoung Kim’s music. She only listened to the music and she accurately read the performer’s emotions.

Without a single error.

The same feelings that Professor Kang Yu-han heard.

Anyone who has spent their entire life appreciating and criticizing music would know this, but it was hard to believe that these words were said by a 12-year-old elementary school student. Goosebumps appeared all over her body.

‘What the hell is this…’

Kang Yu-han became increasingly confused.

Perhaps because my mental energy was consumed by student Kim Jae-young’s work, I was unable to continue thinking deeply about Han Seo-jin.

‘really···. ‘Maybe it’s because of my age.’

After drinking another can of beer with his teaching assistant, Professor Kang Yu-han called a taxi to the school. And he boarded with his assistant.

And, “You shouldn’t spread rumors to anyone that you are an old man. I think that would be very upsetting. “I’m still young,” he joked lightly.

The teaching assistant smiled and told Kang Yu-han not to worry too much about Jae-young. Haven’t you seen this happen often?

I dropped my teaching assistant off on the way back. The teaching assistant bowed his head without saying a word and trudged into the alley.

The taxi quickly became quiet.

Professor Yuhan Kang recalled what happened today.

The morning started with a light heart.

A lunch that never ceased to surprise.

An evening filled with only bitterness.

And what’s really amazing is…

At the center of all this was Han Seo-jin.

“He’s a genius…”

Kang Yu-han muttered quietly to himself.

He gazed endlessly at the night scene outside the taxi.

* * *

A few days later.

I completely completed the MIDI work for ⌜TEST⌟ using the newly purchased laptop. Watching lectures on NewTube from time to time was of great help.

The final finished product made with a PC MIDI program, not a smartphone app.

I immediately sent a message to Assistant Manager Tsarina.

[Me: I sent you an attached file by email. This makes it a MIDI file that can be used in a recording studio, right? Please check once.]

[Assistant Tsarina: Wow! wait a minute!]

About 15 minutes had passed.

I got a call from Tsarina Assistant Manager.

– and! oh my god! Have you really finished everything? Actually, we could have helped! I briefly showed it to another producer at the company, and I received a response that this was sufficient for practical use. For now, it’s ok!

“thank god. “Then there is nothing else?”

– yes. There’s nothing special going on. The manager is currently in an external meeting, but I don’t know what will happen yet.

“All right. Then, please continue to treat us well.”

– you’re welcome.

Anyway, I felt like my work in ⌜TEST⌟ was really done.

In the past few days, I also completed the lyrics for ⌜TEST⌟ and sent them to ⌜Moongwang⌟. I sent it to him in a half-hearted state with the intention of taking a stab at it, but Manager Park Hoon seemed to welcome it, saying, “This is it!!!”

That’s how I was able to successfully complete the composition, arrangement, and lyrics.

Before I met Professor Yuhan Kang, I was concentrating on playing the piano, and after that, I was a little busy working on ⌜Wolgwang⌟.

still.

“I have some spare time.”

As my life became more routine, I didn’t think it was difficult.

To me, music was honestly no different from play.

In fact, I was able to survive even on a deserted island thanks to music and Uncle Miller.

Now, the music I’ve made is getting closer and closer to completion. The piano I have been practicing my whole life also received some recognition from Professor Yuhan Kang.

All of this gave me tremendous satisfaction. So I thought I should work harder.

I opened the PDF file that Deputy Charina sent me today.

Thanks to the constant feedback we received, the list of vocalists that fit ⌜TEST⌟ was growing.

“It would be nice if I could freely choose among these…”

I’m not at that level.

For now, all I can do is be as broad-minded as possible and try my best to express my opinion.

I started looking for and listening to singers’ songs one by one on my smartphone.

A singer who mainly sings R&B.

Idol-turned-dance singer.

An indie singer who first debuted as a band.

Singers with truly diverse personalities.

The singers sent by ⌜Moolgwang⌟ were basically very talented. However, compared to that, there seemed to be many people who seemed to have low awareness.

‘I guess it’s difficult to get popular in the entertainment industry.’

Uncle Miller always told me that too. If there are 10,000 aspiring singers, will only one survive?

It wasn’t something I could do.

As I was listening to music, it was already 12 o’clock.

I was just listening to the song for over 3 hours.

I slowly got ready for bed and tried to close the music app.

But then.

A voice that would make you shiver came from the smartphone.

‘Who is it?’

Slightly high pitch range.

Clear voice.

Accurate delivery of lyrics.

The singer’s emotions were clearly expressed in the song.

The song currently playing was country pop.

It was a song characterized by heavy lyrics contrasted with a pleasant melody, and it was expressed skillfully.

I sat down on the bed and started listening to all of this singer’s songs.

And then I realized.

The singer’s voice I imagined while writing the song ⌜TEST⌟.

It was a vocal very close to that voice.

I opened the PDF file again to check the singer’s profile. And I had to look at her picture for a while.

‘Where have you seen this before?’

I felt a sense of déjà vu.

But I couldn’t think of it.

He wasn’t a singer I had known for a long time. It was my first time hearing all of her songs. I had no memory of seeing this singer on entertainment shows, on TV, or in movies.

So where on earth did you see it?

Why do I feel this sense of déjà vu?

While I was thinking about many things,

I stared at the singer’s profile.

* * *

An isolated house in Gangneung-si, Gangwon-do.

A car pulled into the yard of a house with a glimpse of the sea.

After parking, the man hurriedly got out of the driver’s seat. He opened the back door of her car and handed her her crutches to her in the back seat.

The man’s expression was stiff.

On the contrary, the woman’s expression was not that dark.

“thank you. For taking me here. “There was no need for this.”

“No. Of course it was something I had to do. “Can I help you a little?”

“are you okay. “I’ll have to get used to it in the future.”

The woman took the crutches the man gave her and stood up at once.

I felt like I was a little stumbled, but I quickly regained my balance.

“see. “It’s nothing.”

“······.”

“Thank you so much. “You said you would continue to work as a manager from now on, right?”

“······ yes.”

“I hope everything goes well. It wouldn’t be a bad idea to even try to become a team leader. “There are many people who persevered and did well.”

“then···. Sister, you should have held on a little longer. “It could definitely get better in the future…”

The woman smiled calmly.

“I did enough. Let’s go now. “If my parents see the manager, they might say something bad about him for no reason.”

“······.”

“It was fun so far.”

The woman walked forward slowly on crutches. The man watched her back for a long time.

A woman standing in front of the front door rings the chime. Only then did the man get into the car. A rumbling exhaust sound heard from a car. The car quickly disappeared.

At that time, the front door opened.

The woman smiled brightly and welcomed them,

“Mother, father. “I’m here.”

The girl’s parents greeted her in tears.

“okay. Welcome back. Welcome.”

“My daughter. Good work. “Where does your body hurt?”

“All I have is a little soreness in my ankle. “This is good enough.”

“You guy! That’s good! You ended your career as a singer for over ten years… “Is that good?”

“honey. Wouldn’t it be so stuffy under the tongue? Please stop it.”

“oh my···.”

“I’m really okay? “Look at this.”

The woman put down her crutches for a moment and hugged her parents.

and.

I said it with sincerity.

“Well, when the plane accident happened in Singapore, I thought I would never see you two. But you came back alive like this. For now, I’m satisfied with just this. “Really.”

She was on board AC flight 2505.

It’s a bit difficult to recommend…

I smiled brightly in front of my parents.