Translator: MarcTempest
Editor: AgRoseCrystal
Chapter 633
[Gray Vainy, concert in Cleveland!]
Just like the shooting in New York, the shooting in Cleveland also got a promotional article.
The article included a photo of Gray Vainy playing the violin from behind, which elicited a huge response from the people who were waiting for the news about [Over the Rainbow 2].
-Grayyyyyyã ã
=I saw him at Jason Mooreâs concert tooã ã He grew up so wellã ã
=22 He must still play wellã
-My heart flutters just by looking at his back.
=ã ã ã I want to go to his concert tooã ã ã
-So when are you going to upload Good Morning???
=Release the song. Whale Studio!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
=22 I listen to it every morning on repeat.
=33 Iâm curious about the second half because it cuts off in the middleã ã
[Good Morning], which he played on the radio broadcast, was still getting a lot of attention.
-I used to have a hard time waking up in the morning, but when I set Good Morning as my alarm, my eyes popped open.
=22 Usually, when I set a song as my alarm, I end up hating it even if I really like it, but Good Morning is different. Itâs a song that makes me wake up in a good mood.
=33 I get why he named it Good Morning.
=I wish he would release the full songã ã I want to listen to itã ã
Seo-jun smiled as he looked at the comments.
He made the song with the hope that the listeners would have a âgood morningâ, and he was grateful that many people listened to it that way.
âOf course, there are some people who donât.â
-Is Good Morning that good? I donât get it.
=22 The song is nice, but. It seems like a normal violin song.
He understood.
Music was something that depended on oneâs taste.
âBesides, I didnât use a skill that suited it like a mukbang.â
He used a skill related to composing when he composed the song and a skill related to playing when he played it, but he didnât use a skill that had an immediate effect on the listeners like [Baby Mukbang] or [Mukbang 2].
But even with that, it seemed to have a decent effect on some people.
-My family is really grateful to Seo-jun Lee.
=Why?
=+)My younger sibling had depression and it was hard for them to do daily activities like waking up, eating, and washing. But when they listen to Good Morning, waking up becomes easier. They used to feel like dying when they woke up, but now they say they feel a bit lighter.
=Wow⦠Is it like music therapy?
=+)Maybe. We eat breakfast together more often now, and my parents and I are happyã ã ã I hope he releases the full song soon.
-I tried it on my sister after reading the comment aboveã ã ã But my sister said she felt the same as usualã
=Ahã ã Thatâs unfortunateã
-This is a bit late, but⦠When I heard that Seo-jun Lee was the counselor of the White Tiger Unit, I was really sadã ã My mom has depression and I wanted to ask him for counseling.
=Me tooã ã
=22 I wanted to leave a comment when he was on the radio broadcast, but I didnât because everyone looked so happy. Well, even if I did, he wouldnât have been able to helpã ã
=33 I know how you feel, grasping at strawsã ã
There were a few comments like that.
âThere were some in the military sightings too.â
Hmm.
Well, he didnât want to help all the beings in the world, but he hoped that the ones who were connected to him would be happy.
âItâs not that hard to use skills.â
If he could find the right skill, he thought it would be nice to play music that would give people strength.
***
The next day.
The shooting location was a park near Lake Erie in Cleveland.
âThis is a restricted area!â
The staff members were busy controlling a part of the park so that the general public couldnât enter. There were a lot of people who came because of the article about Gray Vainy that came out the day before, but the restricted area was wide enough that it didnât seem like there would be any noise unless they shouted.
âGood.â
Emily, the assistant director, looked around the restricted area and headed to the shooting site where the preparations were in full swing.
A place where Lake Erie could be seen.
There were grassy fields and trees with green leaves in the shooting site, where lights, cameras, and sound equipment were installed.
âWhere are the actors?â
Sarah Roth, the director, who was looking around the scenery, asked. Emily, the assistant director, answered as she had been contacted.
âJun is done and heâll be out soon. Catherine and Paul are almost done too. The extras are ready and waiting. So is the musician.â
Sarah Roth, the director, nodded her head in satisfaction at the smooth shooting preparations.
A little later.
Seo-jun, who was disguised as Gray Vainy, greeted the actors who would be shooting with him today during his brief break. It was always a pleasure to meet the actors.
âI hope todayâs shooting goes well.â
Seo-jun smiled broadly and reached out his hand. Since it was America, he shook hands a lot.
âMe, me too! Iâll do my best!â
The extras who played the role of passers-by in the park were surprised and quickly reached out their hands to hold Seo-junâs hand. Wow! I have to brag about this! He heard a voice shouting that.
âI love Gray!â
âMe too!â
The child actors who played the role of families who came to play in the park sparkled their eyes and said, Seo-jun smiled and said.
âMe too.â
âWoah!â
Catherine and Paul, who came after finishing their preparations, laughed when they saw that.
âAs expected, a superstar.â
âThe kids love him.â
Seo-jun also laughed at his friendsâ words.
After greeting the extras, Seo-jun greeted the violinist who would play in todayâs shooting.
âI hope todayâs shooting goes well.â
âI donât know if I can do this well, but. Iâll do my best.â
The old man with a wrinkled face smiled softly and reached out his hand.
Seo-jun smiled and held his hand. There were quite a few actors who had rough hands because of action practice and other reasons, but it felt a bit different from that roughness. He must have already done his makeup.
âItâs really nice to meet you. Seo-jun Lee, the actor.â
Seo-jun smiled brightly at the sincere welcome.
***
âReady, action!â
Gray Vainy glanced at the camera and scratched his cheek.
âHmm. Does the camera follow me even on my days off?â
He had gotten used to the cameras with fairly large lenses and the staff behind them, but that was only during the concerts. He didnât expect them to follow him even on his days off.
Beyond the camera, Georgeâs voice, which couldnât be seen, was heard.
âItâs a documentary. We have to show how a violinist spends his free time. How he gets inspiration from these moments, that kind of story.â
âUh-huh.â
Inspirationâ¦
For a moment, Gray Vainyâs face darkened. He fidgeted with his hands, a small movement that looked pitiful.
âGray! Letâs go to Lake Erie!â
Rebecca, who was next to Gray, asked with a bright smile. She had a Cleveland tourism pamphlet in her hand.
âI havenât been there yet!â
Gray nodded at Rebeccaâs words. He didnât have a specific destination in mind. He thought it would be fine as long as he had his friends with him.
Gray Vainy, Rebecca, George, and the documentary crew headed to the park near Lake Erie.
âBy the way, Rebecca.â
âHmm?â
âYouâ¦â
Gray was bothered by Rebecca, who was eyeing the fashion of the passing people. She had said she was looking for another path, not as a fashion designer, but he doubted that was her true intention.
âBesides, itâs not that she hates fashion, itâs her boss thatâs the problemâ¦â
But he wondered if it was his place to interfere, so he changed the subject.
Rebecca didnât say it, but he always wondered if he was the reason she quit playing the violin. Like Rebeccaâs boss.
âAre you okay with being on the broadcast?â
âItâs okay. Itâs okay. George will edit it for us!â
Gray smiled faintly at his optimistic friend.
They soon arrived at the park where Lake Erie was visible.
Gray looked around the blue waves of the lake.
He had been going back and forth between concert halls and hotels throughout the tour, and seeing the open lake made him feel refreshed to his core. The smell of water and grass lingered in his nose, and the cool breeze tickled his hair.
Gray, Rebecca, George, and the filming team settled on a bench near the lake.
As Grayâs expression, which had been stiff with worry and tension, relaxed a little, George spoke with a hint of humor in his voice.
âShall we have lunch here?â
âYeah. Letâs do that!â
âThen Iâll go buy someâ¦â
âNo. Weâll go get it. You were tired from playing yesterday!â
Rebecca made Gray sit on the bench and got up from her seat.
It wasnât captured on the screen, but Gray felt some of George and the crewâs staff get up from their seats and follow him with their eyes and footsteps.
Thatâs how his friends and staff left to buy lunch.
Behind the camera, Gray smiled awkwardly at the few remaining staff.
He felt strange without George.
He swallowed a sigh and looked at Lake Erie again.
A faint sound reached Gray Vainyâs ears.
He reflexively turned his head toward the direction of the sound. The staff behind the camera watched him.
ââ¦Itâs not a performance.â
Do-Re-Mi-Fa-Sol-La-Ti-Do-
He could hear some overlapping notes, but it was the sound of tuning a violin.
âUh⦠Can I go check it out for a moment?â
The staff behind the camera nodded, and Grayâs expression brightened.
He was in a slump, but he didnât hate the violin.
The camera followed Gray as he walked toward the sound of the violin.
Before Gray arrived.
The violin performance began.
***
The following notes were a bit clumsy.
He could tell he wasnât a pro from the way he played two strings at the same time while tuning.
He heard some off-key notes. The squeaking sound, the violin didnât seem that good either. The bow and the strings were already past their lifespan and seemed to break at any moment.
Gray was annoyed by the poorly maintained violin sound.
âWho was the violinist who took care of his violin like this?â
As the violin sound got closer, Grayâs steps were quiet but fast.
He turned the corner. And he stopped in his tracks.
âWow!â
The applause and the crowd of people.
And the performer standing in the center.
The wrinkled face tanned by the sun. The rough and wounded hands. The faded clothes. The worn-out shoes. The old violin that wasnât tuned properly. The bow that had lost a few strands.
But the happy expression of the old man.
Until the next clumsy performance flowed,
Gray Vainy couldnât say a word and stood there as if nailed to the spot.
And the camera captured his expression.
***
While Seo-jun was busy filming in Ohio,
Korea.
[Winner of the New York String Instrument Competition, 13-year-old (12 in Korean age) Korean violinist, Kim Subin!]
[The youngest winner, 13-year-old Kim Subin!]
[The real Gray Vainy?! The youngest winner violinist Kim Subin!]
-Wow. Thatâs amazing.
-Kim Subin? Iâve never heard of him. Did he not participate in many competitions?
=He was in the ATR Competition when he was in 6th grade. He won first place there too.
=He went to New York after four yearsã ã Talentedã ã
As the people who were interested in the violin and the people who were curious about the âyoungest winnerâ increased, and the people who became interested in the violin again because of the news of [Over the Rainbow 2], the views of the articles started to rise.
Where there were views, there were reporters.
They dug up information like hyenas looking for prey.
âAnything?â
âNo. Nothing.â
The news of the ATR Competition win was already old.
âHe should have arrived in Korea by now⦠Do you think heâll do an interview? His school is Mirinae, right?â
âYes.â
âThen letâs contact them.â
If an entertainment reporter had heard that, he would have shaken his head, saying it was hard to get through there.
It was because they were very strict about personal information protection, since it was the alma mater of the actor Lee Seo-jun and his friend Park Ji-ho, the athlete.
âUh?! Senior! Itâs out, itâs out⦠Huh?â
âWhat? Is it out or not?â
The junior reporterâs vague ending made the senior reporter quickly stick to the monitor.
It was a post that someone had written.
[Title: Is this Kim Subinâs story???]
A concerto for violinist Subin Kim and actor Seo-jun Lee./>-Cooper reporter
â¦But why is Seo-jun here??
???
The junior reporter and the senior reporter blinked their eyes