Devil's Music
< 244Tel: Begin Again (7) >
Leontin Price turns his head and stops playing the guitar as he looks up, making eye contact with Sharon sitting across the street. Seeing Sharon nod deeply with a serious expression, she looks out of the window this time. Her eyes, which were looking out the window, were filled with a faint smell of damp memory, saw a rainstorm coming down from the Irish sky.
Shoot him.
The rain that came down like a hole in the sky made me feel damper and humid than the cool rain rain in the United States. The resonant rain in Slain Castle's ballroom dug into her heart, and Sharon, who was sitting on a chair and shooting persuasive eyes, was all watching the rain pour out of the window. Leontin Price, looking out the window for a long time, looks up. The fact that she was still standing firm and giving a trusted look, once again, nodded and said in a slightly divided voice.
“I've already declared retirement, Kay. ”
The gun flinches, gazing down at her with serious eyes. After chewing the horse for a long time, I opened my mouth that I had endured with a cautious tone.
“Why did you retire, Professor Price? ”
Leontin Price sits with his hands together and raises his crooked one hand.
“Because I'm old. The opera is very important to breathe between actors and staff. Having them practice on my physical strength is costly. The same is true of life as a professor. Now it's hard to stand around and lecture for two hours a day. ”
After finishing her speech, she glances out the window with her penitent eyes. A long silence passes through the ballroom, and the sudden sound of Sharon's guitar fills the room. Hearing Sharon's guitar playing quietly opened her mouth as she felt the resonance of the round ballroom.
Don't make excuses about your youth for your shortcomings.
And don't make excuses for your age and fame for naughtiness.
The biggest enemy of dreams is fear.
The biggest mistake you make in life
Fear of making a mistake.
It's not challenging.
Shira, who felt strange and participating in the silence, was surprised by the beautiful voice of the case and stepped back. Leontin Price trembles as he listens to the song. The song ended badly.
“Do you remember this song? This is the last message that the professor spoke to the world in person at the last performance. ”
Leontin Price nods slightly with a self-indulgent smile.
“Yes, I remember. I called him.”
Sharon no longer plays, but looking down at her begins to sing again.
My last song to tell you...
I just want you to dream.
Young students, middle-aged people.
If you still haven't fulfilled your dream, clash.
That's what I want to tell you.
That's the last word.
When Gun recited the last song in Leontine Price's performance, her trembling hands made the tremor a little clearer. Seeing her change, she said in a bold, clear voice.
“The old man played music his whole life. I have never left a step in music in my life, but I have never been involved in music. ”
Leontin Price looks up at his resourceful voice. Sharon, who was looking at him, once again placed his hand on the guitar string and said in a low voice, playing quiet music.
Nairan is bad communication.
One day, he secretly reveals the thorn.
How intense is life?
To protect you.
The tendons on your thorns.
Even if you send blood down,
Only to get stabbed by you.
I give you my hand again.
Like black and white on a ledge.
Destiny has a twist.
Don't get hung up for capital resonance.
Till the blood of those who survived.
Take a deep breath.
Sharon dropped his guitar and faced Leontin Price with a long, monologue speech.
“Do you remember, Professor? When Professor Richard, who was Professor Corelliano's teacher, died, he told us this in front of his coffin. I'll never forget that. ”
Leontin Price, who was looking at the two of them alternately with embarrassed eyes, sighed and looked out the window again. The rain looks like a string of guitars leading from heaven to earth, and the rain and windblowing leaves look like the keys of a piano. The wind playing the string and the keyboard continued to play from left to right and from top to bottom. After looking outside for a moment, she sighs loudly again.
“I've already retired. Hoho · · ·”
Seeing her long, self-indulgent smile, she turns to Sharon.
“Professor Sharon. Do you know Philip David Charles Collins? ”
Sharon notices what Gun is trying to say and smiles.
“Yes, a British pop singer who was a drummer, a singer-songwriter. ”
The gun nods and looks down at Leontine Price.
“Phil Collins, like you, was a world-class musician. He retired at the end of his cover album Going Back in 2010 for not being able to play because of the sequelae of his spinal surgery. But five years later, he came back. He wanted to show his kids on stage, but he toured East Asia and even Australia. The tour said that the children were not with them. So what did he retire for? ”
Leontin Price bows his head, touching his face with his hands. Looking down at her who isn't answering, she puts her hands on her shoulders and bends one knee.
“You know that, Professor. Why he came back. ”
As she holds her head long, two tears flow down her cheeks. After moving her hands to wipe away the tears, she heavily breathes.
“You wanted to play music until you could breathe. ”
The gun raises its hand and wipes the remaining tears from her cheeks.
“Yes, Professor. You know that better than anyone. Unlike what I know with my head, you're going through progressively, and it's not a shame to reverse retirement. ”
Leontin Price looks away, looking at the face of him.
“But like I said, what I've done is I have to keep breathing with other people. You can't just think about me and hurt people, Kay. ”
The gun shakes its head violently.
“Have you been an opera your whole life? Or did you do music? ”
Her eyes widen on the matter. After a short blink of an eye, it was a long time before her eyes were revitalized. Chan notices that her eyes have changed, leaving her side quietly, sitting next to Sharon. Sharon raises his thumb as if he did a good job looking at the sitting next to him. The gun, wrapped around her raised thumb, sits next to her, listening to the rain pour and sees Leontin Price.
"Dear Professor, You already know. Which answer is right. ’
Sitting down with Sharon for a long time, I noticed a small movement of Leontin Price, who had been immobilized by the natural music of the rain. Her expression, out of deep thoughts, was as lively as ever. Sharon smiles brightly, alternating the case with her.
“I'm the professor, and I learned from my disciple Kay. Yes, I did music, not opera. Music isn't just about opera. ”
The gun jumps from its seat with a big nod.
“That's right, Professor! ”
Sharon also got up and approached Leontine Price and gave her a hug.
“If it doesn't work, you can do the music, professor. ”
Leontin Price smiled and looked at the two of them.
“Is there such a thing? Would it suit you to sing pop music in my voice? ”
The gun grins with its index finger.
“You know, there's a genre called Poppera, but if you try that genre, you probably won't even be able to get your business card out in front of you. Haha”
Brighter Leontin Price covers his mouth with his hand and lightly slaps the back of the gun with one hand.
“Hoho, getting on a plane. But thank you. It feels good. ”
Sharon holds Leontin Price in her arms behind her back and puts his cheeks to her cheeks.
“Let me help you, Professor. ”
Leontin Price, holding Sharon's arm around his neck, shakes his head with a soft smile.
“No, I'll do it myself. ”
Sharon scowls to refute, but smiles lightly at her decision to respect her thoughts. Xiara, who saw the three people who had felt better again, opened her eyes wide as she looked embarrassed and saw the employee whispering to her.
“Yes? Is that true? ”
The woman who whispered in her ear nodded several times.
“Yes, Prelate. What do you want to do?”
Shira, who was embarrassed, hurriedly approached three people and said.
“Hey, Kay! Does anyone else know that you're coming here today, other than Bimard? ”
The gun looks at her embarrassed and tilts its head.
“Yes? Why? ”
Quickly approaching the window, Shiara looks out and shouts.
“Outside! Thousands of people are gathering! ”
“Yes?”
At Shiara's words, I saw thousands of cheerful people standing in the rain as they appeared through the window in the eyes of the case running through the window.
“Gaaaah!!! It's real! There's a real Kay! ”
“Ahhhh!! Good job believing that! ”
“Phew!!! ”
I was looking out the window with my silly eyes, covering my eyes with one hand and muttering nonchalantly.
“Oh my God · · Lizzie was there yesterday · ·”
Shira looks out the window with me, asking.
“What do we do?" said the staff, "It looks like people are surrounding the entire Castle. There's nowhere to go. ”
The complex expression on his face made him sorry to stand in front of Leontin Price and Sharon after a sigh.
“Actually, I think the people who were with me when we were introduced here yesterday, I'm here today. There's too many people. What do you do? You want to go first? I'll figure out a way to get out of here. ”
Sharon sticks his head out to the side of the window frame and looks out, shaking his head in horror.
“Thanks to the popular disciple, I've tried everything. Hmm.. What should I do · ·”
Leontin Price, who was always smiling softly, looked at the two of them and said,
“What do people want? Did we come all this way downtown just to see Kay's face through this rain? ”
Sharon leans against the wall next to the window frame and closes his arms.
“Well, do you want to hear some of Kay's music? ”
Leontin Price nods and applauds.
“If you know what people want, you can do it and get out. ”
The gun looks surprised and asks.
“Professor? Are you suggesting we busking here? ”
When she saw the case, she winked.
“Why not? ”
When Sharon saw that she was embarrassed, she was already carrying her guitar.
“Give me what I want and let's go. Hoho Xiara? Do you mind if I use an Emp? ”
When Sharon turned her head toward Shiara, she was already making an exhilarating face, instructing her staff to move the amps out.
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