Chapter 74 (1/2)

Volume 2 / Chapter 74

TL: LightNovelCafe

The four songs that Yoon Jung Su initially chose had similar flow and effect because they are all good to arrange as electronic dance music. Everyone listened carefully because they were curious to see how these four songs were completely combined and not sampled, even though they are similar.

The music flowed out once he pressed the play button. Everyone looked enchanted at the end of a song that did not even last 4 minutes. Except Yoon Jung Su.

Jun Hyuk’s mixed song did not sound anything like a dance song, but more like a grand choir. Because of the measures from well-known classicals that were scattered well here and there, it could almost be mistaken for a song that one already knew.

“Jun Hyuk. I think it’ll be hard even for a ballerina to dance to this song.”

Yoon Jung Su offered his opinion. He meant that no one could dance along to a choir chorus that had an almost solemn sentiment to it.

“Exactly. This is just the drawing paper. I’m going to draw a dance on this.”

“If you use this as a drawing paper, I think the traces of my song that you remake will disappear.”

“It’s a drawing paper. Drawing paper and paint. Paintings are completed with just these two, so it’ll take up half of it.”

Could he have smarts that he was born with? Or could it be that he becomes smart when music is involved? His descriptions were the best.

“Alright. I think it’ll be easier to just listen to the completed song. Ha ha.”

Yoon Jung Su came out of the studio and stopped by the cafe. He drank coffee alone as he thought about Jun Hyuk’s music he had just listened to. He had held back his admiration in the studio because there had been so many people.

‘Goodness. Fuga in a dance song.’

The main music fuga of the Baroque era is a complex machine with three parts (individual lines forming the melody and chords) as track, transition, and the length of notes stretched by two, reduced in half and before one part finishes, the next part plays in turn as stretta, changing in position, backing, et cetera.

Jun Hyuk had thought of the four original songs as parts and used the fuga technique to arrange them exquisitely.

It was surprising that he had thought to do this with four ordinary pop songs, but it’s proper implementation deserved to be admired even more. The feeling that it was vaguely elaborate and exquisite was because the technique was so complex.

His thoughts on Jun Hyuk were completely overturned. Did a Jun Hyuk who had already reached this state need to go study abroad? When he had the skills to apply complex techniques just by listening to classical music?

Could it not be that learning theory for Jun Hyuk means that he will just be learning the designated names?

Yoon Jung Su drank the rest of his coffee in one gulp and stood up. Getting too involved was not good. It could be unnecessary for him to be so concerned with Jun Hyuk’s future. No matter what path he chose, he was bound to be surrounded by people who are much more talented than Yoon Jung Su is.

When he returned to the studio after emptying his mind, he could not see Jang Na Rae. But Kwak Hye Sung was in the recording booth wearing headphones. It was obvious that he wasnervous standing in front of the mic.

Kwak Hye Sung was nervous because he kept comparing himself to Jun Hyuk’s music and Jang Na Rae’s singing.

“What about Jang Na Rae? She’s done practicing?”

“Yes. It’s plenty. I think we can record the track tomorrow.”

“How about Jun Hyuk?”

“He went into that room to paint on his drawing paper.”

The sound engineer shook his head. Jun Hyuk’s concentration surpassed that of most professionals.

“How is Jang Na Rae’s song? Did it come out well?”

“Try listening to it later. It’s amazing.”

The sound engineer put this thumb up. This meant that Jang Na Rae had digested Jun Hyuk’s directing perfectly.

Yoon Jung Su spoke to Kwak Hye Sung who was nervous in the recording booth,

“Hye Sung, let’s do it lightly. It’s not a formal recording. As if you’re practicing. And don’t be too nervous, okay?”

Kwak Hye Sung’s song started, but the sound engineer was not really paying attention.

“Hey, aren’t you going to concentrate?”

“Oh, yes. Sorry.”

The sound engineer came to his senses once Yoon Jung Su hit the back of his head. There was no way for him to concentrate on Kwak Hye Sung’s boring song when he had just heard Jang Na Rae’s free and colorful music.

“This… This is a problem if Hye Sung comes on live broadcast after Jang Na Rae…..”