Beethoven Reborn - Episode 123
Beethoven Reborn Episode 123
28. 9Sal, Salzburg Festival(3)
“Boss, you need to rest for a while. It's been a few days already……
The employees were worried about CEO Woo-cheol Choi, who had been working without sleep for several days..
I was well aware of his insomnia, but I felt like I had to force myself to sleep..
In the end, it was difficult to say that he needed to rest, but Woocheol Choi didn't care. He couldn't waste even a single minute..
Because I had to do everything I could for just one day of vacation..
The original schedule alone was hectic enough, but the workload was excessive due to the problem of signing a sponsorship contract with ICMCOC..
In particular, given his work style of checking and finalizing all company work, it was not easy to take ‘just one day’ off..
“it's okay. Since it's only one day, I've delayed the payment documents..”
“yes.”
After speaking to his subordinates, Choi Woo-cheol checked the time and hurriedly got dressed..
“I won't be able to contact you for two hours in the evening, so please email me what's in it. I'll check it later.”
“I will do that.”
Woocheol Choi quickly left the office and headed straight to Salzburg, Austria..
Arrive at the Great Axis Electrode in Salzburg in half the time allowed for travel alone..
‘It's not too late.’
Choi Woo-cheol hurriedly entered the concert hall. Finding a seat wasn't that difficult thanks to the guide who came to meet him in advance..
As I sat down and closed my eyes from fatigue, I heard applause..
When I looked at the stage, there were five children each sitting in front of their instruments..
Choi Woo-cheol's most beloved son gathered himself nervously in front of the piano..
Eyes and upright heart resembling his dead wife.
In order to keep the promise he made to himself when burying his wife in the ground and in his heart, Choi Woo-cheol decided to let his son listen to his favorite music to his heart's content..
In fact, unlike his wife, who was a music student, Choi Woo-cheol knew nothing about classical music..
My only happiness was watching my wife and young son play the piano..
He had to rush forward blindly, without purpose or even the slightest joy.
In life, after meeting my wife and meeting my son, something came to be that I wanted to protect..
But my wife left in vain.
He thought he had achieved everything, but after his wife died of illness, he lost everything..
His fame, power, and wealth were all in vain..
I keenly felt that my wife was much more important than those things..
It was from then on..
Choi Woo-cheol started to become obsessed with Choi Ji-hoon. He was detrimental to his son because if he lost that too, he would have nothing left.,
I excluded all factors that would hinder my son from achieving his dream..
If his butler hadn't said, 'Thanks to Bae Do-bin, you are happy and improving,' I would have done whatever it took to deal with it..
Even if I was ruined by Yoo Jang-hyuk..
That's why my son's eyes rolled and moved when he heard that there was a judging irregularity at the Creek International Competition, which he worked hard to participate in..
A distorted obsession whispered to him every day..
Move for your son. Baby is
Don't take care of him, but rather move for your son..
Choi Woo-cheol was so caught up in his own lies that he couldn't get out of it..
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The performance started.
Choi Woo-cheol listened to the music while looking at his son..
I felt tired, perhaps relieved by the thought that I had arrived on time for my son's concert..
‘It's lively.’
The soft melody he heard in the midst of his drowsiness put Choi Woo-cheol at ease. Schubert's Trout, which unfolds as if to soothe him, became more lively when the piano joined in..
The piano sound Jihoon Choi made was like the waves in the water that occur every time a trout swims..
The song has already reached the middle of the 4th movement..
The piano came to the forefront more energetically, leading the lively atmosphere and giving ‘power’..
Then, string instruments are revealed again and the crisis begins again..
However, once again, the atmosphere changed brightly, and the piano and string instruments took the lead, followed, or worked together, giving an alternate sense of crisis and vitality..
Choi Woo-cheol smiled rarely..
next day.
Our family enjoyed the Salzburg Festival with Himura and Sakamoto.
There were concerts and screenings taking place in various buildings and even outdoors, so there was music everywhere you went..
This small, compact city was as lively as it was filled with people as well as music..
“Dobin, I know where this is.?”
As I was walking hand in hand with my mother, my father asked.
“Salzburg..”
“haha. okay. Salzburg. Don’t you remember seeing it before??”
"..."
200I remember coming here once about a year ago, but there's no way I can answer that. It seems that such ambiguous feelings were revealed in his facial expression. My father asked this question again as if to confirm..
“yes? I remember?”
“that is.”
“The Sound of Music. Dobin had fun watching it..”
“……ah.”
I was wondering what he was talking about, and he seemed to be saying that the movie was set here. I was shocked..
This is truly something a father who loves movies would say..
“Movies were filmed here, but Mozart was born here..”
I know that.
I have heard that he was treated badly by the lord of Salzburg and that his musical activities were restricted at the time..
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As we walked a little further, we came across a string quartet playing outside and a place to eat in front of it..
“Nice atmosphere. How about having breakfast here??”
“Very good. I was so hungry I felt like I couldn't walk anymore..”
Himura hurriedly took his place in response to Sakamoto's harsh attack..
“Dobin!”
Choi Ji-hoon, who I had said I would see in the morning, was also nearby..
“hello!”
After saying hello to the adults, he sat next to me..
“did you sleep well?”
“so so. you?”
“me too!”
After ordering food, Jihoon Choi whispered.
“I guess my father was in a good mood yesterday..”
Like most kids this age, this guy seems to be too observant, which makes me feel uneasy..
“I'm glad.”
“huh. But he didn't eat much and passed away soon after. You look tired. Are you okay??”
Still, I thought it was fortunate that nothing much had happened, but listening to the adults' conversation, it seemed like Choi Ji-hoon's father had passed away soon..
“oh. I couldn't even say hello.”
“haha. The boss was also very disappointed. I will definitely give this to you as a gift to thank you for being with me..”
“All of this... … . You must be really busy..”
While listening to that story and eating the bread that came out first dipped in cream, Jihoon Choi asked:.
“But when do you practice with the Vienna Philharmonic??”
“tomorrow?”
“I'm really looking forward to it. You can go take a look?”
“well.”
The Vienna Philharmonic.
In fact, before working as a guest performer at the Berlin Philharmonic, I didn't know much about the Vienna Philharmonic.
I was able to access it.
It was also the place where Ryoichi Sakamoto worked as a concertmaster when he was in his 30s, and when I was younger, I heard my symphony recorded by a conductor named Hans Richter..
“Sakamoto, please tell us about Bean Phil..”
“hmm?”
“I heard you were at the Vienna Philharmonic before being at the Berlin Philharmonic..”
“haha. It's already been over 30 years. Maybe it's better for you to experience it yourself rather than hear it from me..”
30What a year.
I was a little worried when I thought that Sakamoto, who was in his early 60s when I first saw him, was already close to 70..
Considering that both Furtwängler and Thomas Pils were already quite old, I thought it was fortunate that they were so active..
This is especially true considering that Hong Seung-il, who is slightly older than him, is not in good health..
“Dobin, let’s go eat and take pictures.?”
“picture?”
“huh. There is a place where you can take a commemorative photo wearing traditional Austrian clothing. You can experience the attire of musicians from the past..”
If you wear that clown costume, it's an emissary..
“no.”
“Let’s go~ They say there’s a wig too. If you look at Mozart’s paintings, there are bangle bangles..”
That ridiculous wig is even more outrageous. Even when he lived in the 19th century, he never wore a wig like that..
“no.”
“It was our first time traveling together..”
“You went to Sendai together too..”
“anyway〜”
I ignored Choi Ji-hoon, who was whining, and brought the bread to my mouth..
“Dobin, don’t do that, let’s just go. It'll be fun. It also becomes a memory.”
My mother joined Choi Ji-hoon and persuaded him, so I had no choice..
“huh? Dobin〜”
“……okay.”
I was very reluctant about it, but I accepted it..
After eating, Choi Ji-hoon took the place where there were clothes and props that people used to wear in the past..
When I said I came to take a commemorative photo with Choi Ji-hoon, the clerk greeted me warmly. One was a slender woman, the other had a cleft chin and whisker marks… … I think it's a woman.
Because I'm wearing a skirt.
“How should I take a picture??”
“I have a Mozart wig?”
“then. Come on, let's change over there..”
“What a cute kid. Did you travel together??”
another employee asked.
“yes.”
“How. You two look so close. We're already on a trip together.”
“I promised.”
To be honest, I thought Choi Ji-hoon would fail, but in the end, both of them made it to the creek finals. thank god.
“My sister will make it look pretty. Come on, let's go in..”
As I entered the place she was leading, white blouses, vests, and wide skirts were everywhere.
was hanging on.
As I went a little further, I found clothes that the ladies of noble families used to wear, but the quality was not great..
Still, I thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to buy a few clothes if they felt similar to clothes I used to wear, so I was curious about where men's clothing was..
“Wouldn’t it be nice to pair up with a friend? How about this?”
The clerk walked over and showed me a wig of white hair. I can't believe I have to wear that stiff wig. It's really the worst.
“The wig is fine..”
“Do you think it will suit you well? Don't do that, just give it a try. Clothes... … I like this.”
It's a bright red dress with lace hanging around the neck. It may be a scarf, but I don't want to wear such crazy clothes..
“Should I put on makeup too??”
“no, I do not want.”
“A friend would do it?”
“Dobin, mom, you can come in.?”
Just in time for reinforcements.
“yes.”
My mother came into the dressing room and was impressed..
“Oh my goodness. There are so many pretty clothes.”
“Madam, how about this? I don't think it's cute?”
“How. Dobin, look at this. I think it would fit well. how?”
The lace isn't just on the neck, it's also on the wrists. It doesn't seem like they are reinforcements..
“When will I wear something like this again?.”
I don't want to wear it ever again, but my mother desperately told me that she was holding clothes that would have been worn during the Rococo era, so I couldn't help it..
“……Just once.”
“Mother, how about this? I also have a uniform..”
“It's pretty, Dobin. Let's take a look at this too..”
I just said it was a one-time thing, but my mother and the clerk got excited and started putting various things on my body..
I knew it would be like this.
“oh. Dobin, you are so pretty.”
“Hehehehehehehehe!”
“LOL. Does it suit you well? I need to take a picture of this.”
“Phew
My mother was surprised when she saw me. Her father was laughing as if he couldn't breathe, and Ryoichi Sakamoto was taking pictures at will..
Himura tries to hold back laughter, but it seems he can't. She ended up laughing out loud.
“come to the side.”
“Put it away.”
“I asked for someone to take pictures..”
The photographer puts both hands together in front of Choi Ji-hoon and me sitting on a small bench..
It seemed like it meant to stick close to me, but I just couldn't get along..
“cheese.”
“cheese.”
click.
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