My Younger Sister Is a Genius Chapter 196

EP29 – A Page of Youth (3)

Third graders do not have to go to school while preparing for the graduation exam and concert, but that does not mean that everyone does not go to school.

Students who prepare for not only practical but also written exams to enter music school, students who use the school’s practice room because there is no separate practice room, or students who are preparing for the college entrance exam go to school.

Since only such students went to school, the atmosphere at Seolwon Arts High School was not as noisy as usual and was very quiet like regular schools.

“Yeah, didn’t Goyo come?”

So, when Yoon Ha-jun came to school for the first time in a long time, there were not many students who welcomed him.

To begin with, Hajun Yoon is not a very popular student at school.

Everyone recognizes his genius, but to those who are evaluated mainly on a relative basis, genius is not something they can welcome.

Even at Seolwon Arts High School, where only geniuses gather, he is a genius who is unrivaled.

Moreover, since Ha-Jun Yoon does not make an effort to become friendly with other students, it is natural that many students do not like Ha-Jun Yoon.

Of course, that doesn’t mean I don’t recognize his skills.

Rather, they don’t like it because they admit it.

“There hasn’t been any silence since yesterday.”

“Then what about Sohyang?”

“Sohyang, you’re an idol, so it’s not right to come to school at a time like this. Even so, people flock to see him when he comes to school.”

In other words, they did not come to school because it was a disruption to students trying to study.

Hajun Yoon smiled bitterly at that story.

I’m angry that I’m nothing but a distraction, but I can’t say anything.

That’s because they are receiving various benefits thanks to their popularity.

“I see.”

Ha-Jun Yoon nodded after hearing this and that from the class president who was friendly with him.

‘If I had known it would be like this, I would have contacted you via KakaoTalk.’

I wonder what trouble it is to come to school in the morning just because I can’t sleep for no reason. I came to school after a long time, braving the scorching sun and heat, but now I have to go back again.

But you can’t be at school either.

If you are confident, you will only be a hindrance to the students studying.

Even now, among the students studying, there are some who are glaring at Ha-jun Yoon as if he is a distraction.

Hajun Yoon sighed at that gaze.

‘I want to rest for a bit.’

“Ah, that’s right, class president.”

“huh?”

“If there is a fun event before graduation, would you like to participate?”

The class president blinks at Hajun Yoon’s words.

‘Fun event?’

“Well, it’s not just a fun event. “It’s also a very beneficial experience to help a friend.”

“Hmm?”

The class president looked at Ha-jun Yoon at the completely incomprehensible words.

I’ve been seeing Hajun Yoon for roughly two and a half years now – of course, I was in different classes in the first and second years – but this is the first time he’s made such a suggestion.

I can’t believe it’s not someone else but Hajun Yoon who says this.

“It depends on what the content is, as long as it’s not illegal.”

“Don’t worry, it’s not illegal.”

You may hear some voices from a humanitarian standpoint, but most people are probably on their side.

Hajun Yoon, who finished his story roughly, said hello to the class president one last time and then left the class.

The classroom that he once felt was a place he had to be in order to achieve what he wanted now no longer felt like a place he shouldn’t be.

That fact struck me as somewhat bitter.

However, Ha-jun Yoon soon shook his head and tried to get rid of that bitter feeling. Now is not the time to get emotional.

“More than that, Goyo doesn’t come to school.”

‘There’s something going on with that person called Mom, right?’

Hajun Yoon took out his cell phone from his pocket and sent a message to Goyo.

But the reply did not come back right away. At this time, he might be sleeping since he doesn’t even come to school, so Hajun Yoon put his cell phone in his pocket.

Then I stopped for a moment and started thinking about what to do.

However, the only thing that immediately comes to mind is MM Entertainment’s studio or home.

Suyeon and Taeyoung are currently active, and Sohyang probably also has some kind of schedule.

Moreover, there is no way to contact Goyo about what he is doing.

Hajun Yoon, who was lost and worried about what to do and where to go, took a step somewhere.

* * *

“So you came to me?”

“I thought something would be okay if you were a senior.”

“What’s okay?”

“Just, do you think you’ll be working whenever you go?”

“Unfortunately, that’s not the case. “I’m planning to go on a trip soon.”

Saying that, senior Seoah handed me a very small bag.

A luxury bag with gold-colored stripes. Even though I don’t know much about luxury goods, this is a bag from a brand I know.

“Are you going on a trip with one of those?”

“Why do you need such a big baggage to go on a trip? “All you need is money, a cell phone, and the bare minimum.”

“What about clothes, underwear, things like that?”

“Local procurement. “I’ll buy what I like at the department store or shop there.”

He is surprised by Seo-ah’s confident words and looks at her.

Is that the bourgeois life?

For me, who has lived as a commoner, it is an emotional life that I cannot understand.

“So when do you plan to go on a trip?”

“If you hadn’t come, I would have left right now.”

“So I interrupted you?”

“I guess so?”

“I’m a little sorry.”

“No matter how I look at it, you don’t look sorry.”

You saw it correctly.

Actually, I’m not that sorry.

It’s really strange. Originally, I find associations very difficult. So, if someone is even one year older than you, you always use the honorific.

But there’s something about Seo-ah that makes her feel very comfortable.

It’s the same as using polite language, but I have to say that it’s easy to behave rudely in front of other seniors.

And that’s probably because I realized that Seo-ah and I are similar people.

Well, I’m not talking about personality or behavior.

Like he cares a lot about his younger sister, or does this kind of work consistently. They say things like that, but they care a lot about what other people think, whether they know it or not.

That’s what I’m talking about.

That’s probably why I was inspired by this person’s painting and why I remembered the songs I made in my past life.

“Are you currently drawing the picture in the back?”

“Oh, this?”

At my words, Seo-ah smiled lightly as she looked at the large canvas behind her. Then she looked at me and she lightly snapped her fingers and said:

“I’m trying something new right now. Would you like to take a look?”

“Try something new?”

“huh. Well, it was something that existed before, but it’s troublesome to explain. Anyway, you take a look.”

After saying that, Seo-ah stretched out her light fingers, grabbed the canvas, and turned it with all her might.

The canvas spun around, and soon the picture drawn on it appeared.

“ah!”

I looked surprised when I saw that.

A large tree was placed on top of a large canvas, and a large stage was drawn on top of it.

And in places where there are no trees underneath, there is a very small dot depicting a person looking at the large stage.

But the colors painted on the tree are truly amazing. It didn’t look like it had been painted with anything.

I approach the canvas and lightly touch the wood.

“What was this painted with?”

“It wasn’t painted, it was burned.”

“yes?”

“It’s called woodburning. It was expressed by burning wood. Everything drawn there, the colors, the light and shade, were all made with soot. “It already exists, but it’s my first attempt.”

First attempt.

“Consider it an honor. “For me, you are the first person who has become a model twice.”

“yes?”

“That’s it. “That’s you.”

In response to Seo-ah’s words, I look at the small dot drawn on the canvas without the wood added.

It can be assumed that it is a person because the arms and legs are drawn, but it is so small that it cannot be depicted in detail.

“This is me?”

“Oh, there’s a stage where you used my picture. I drew this picture of Jin So-hyang and your younger sister Su-yeon up on that stage, looking at you from below. “In the first painting I used as a model for you, I portrayed you as a conductor, right?”

“I did.”

I still remember it. A faceless conductor who directs the stage from behind the scenes.

This is probably the picture that best matches the image I first had of a producer.

“But when I saw you looking at that stage, something else occurred to me. “It may not be the case for everyone, but I think you might yearn for that stage as much as you do.”

“Do you see that too?”

Seo-ah smiled bitterly at my words.

As if reminding me of someone.

“Everyone has the same longing for something they can’t have.”

Who is that about? Is it about me or is she talking about herself? Or is it a story about her younger brother?

You won’t know unless you ask directly, but I didn’t bother to ask. Just stand still and touch the canvas.

I ask Seo-ah, feeling the smooth texture of the canvas.

“Is the original canvas this smooth?”

“That’s because I did it a few times while wood burning. “I was very greedy, so I tried to use as thin a tree as possible and burned it.”

“haha.”

Obviously, it wasn’t a story worth laughing about, but somehow I found myself laughing at the end of the story.

After touching the canvas a few times, I took my hand away.

“I didn’t know why I came here today.”

“After you came?”

“It was just this place that came to mind. “But I think I know why I came here.”

I guess I was frustrated. I wonder if it makes sense that I’m still frustrated after coming this far, but what can I do when that’s just me?

“So did you get any inspiration?”

“Not even inspiration.”

Okay, so it wasn’t inspiration, but I still got something. Even though I couldn’t get the song out of my head, I got something to write it with.

“Your paintings always give me something. thank you.”

He looks at senior Seo-ah and says with a smile. Then senior Seo-ah let out a low groan and shook his head.

“If you show me like that, you’ll seduce me?”

“are you okay. “Because it won’t go away.”

“Tsk, I’m so confident. Just wait and see. “I will take you and your younger brother.”

“Senior, you are greedy.”

“I only live once, and I don’t want to live humbly by giving up this and that.”

After saying that, Seo-ah took off the bag she was carrying.

Then he waved his hand widely and said.

“Do what you want to do, enjoy what you want to do, and challenge what you want to challenge. Even if you regret it, shouldn’t you try it?”

“Yes?”

“yes. I’m looking for an interesting life. So, go out quickly. “It’s time to travel.”

Seo-ah, who said that, kicked me out and then came out of the house.

Then, after getting into the red sports car parked on the first floor of the studio, he opened the top and said.

“Please contact me later if you want to make a song or need my help. “I think I can gain many things from working with you.”

“yes.”

“Then good luck.”

After saying that, senior Seo-ah disappeared from sight in an instant along with the sound of a loud engine.

Really, he’s a really cool guy.

Leaving Seo-ah behind, I also head to the studio. The steps that had been heavy since this morning have become lighter. Something keeps wandering around in my head.

Let’s make some song. What kind of melody should I use to give that feeling? So what about the highlight part? What is the genre? Just mix it up? Isn’t this too risky an attempt?

No, what do you think?

You should give it a try.

Such thoughts continue one after another.

I think I’ve been under the stress of having to succeed without even realizing it.

Rather than trying to make a song that I wanted to make, I tried to make a song that would be popular, and that’s where I got stressed out.

Well, it has always been recognized by the public and commercially successful so far.

It would be strange not to feel stressed in such a situation.

So, shall we make a slightly strange song this time?

Of course, not all songs can be made like that.

But wouldn’t it be okay to make one song like that sometimes? That’s what I thought.

Music I want to make, music I just want to try. If you can’t release the music, wouldn’t it be okay to let the public hear it by releasing the music for free?

or not.

A song I want to sing or something.

“Hmm.”

For the first time in a really long time, I hummed a song and headed towards the studio with light steps.

My younger brother was a genius

fantasy, modern,