Translator: MarcTempest
Editor: AgRoseCrystal
Chapter 526
Seo-jun quickly looked around.
The numbers above the other perforrs’ heads were still there.
He was relieved. He sighed inwardly and recalled the notification.
[One of the Connectors has voluntarily disconnected from the (Line) Orchestra Conductor’s connection!]
What on earth had happened?
Did the Spirit Tree do sothing again, or was this also an effect of the opening of the Supre Library’s door?
‘But I’m bothered by that ‘voluntarily’ part…’
But Seo-jun’s thoughts didn’t last long. Jason Moore’s performance was continuing.
The lody that flowed from the Stradivarius was more beautiful than the effect of the ability that had multiplied his musical skills by several tis. He unconsciously stopped thinking and focused on that lody.
Jason’s violin sound filled the practice room.
The perforrs kept their mouths shut and listened to his performance quietly, without even a breath.
There were tis when they learned a lot just by listening.
The long or short performance ended.
Jason Moore put down the Stradivarius with a refreshing expression as if he had solved sothing neatly and breathed lightly.
Seo-jun, Derek Rutz, and the perforrs who were listening in awe clapped reflexively.
“Jason. What happened? What was that just now…?”
Jason Moore smiled and answered Seo-jun’s question.
“Oh, it was a slump.”
“…A slump?”
Seo-jun widened his eyes.
The other perforrs had similar expressions. To them and to the audience, Jason Moore’s performance had been excellent until now.
It was hard to think of it as a slump.
“It was a bit of a strange slump. My skills improved noticeably, but I felt a bit frustrated and lacking every ti I played.”
Jason Moore looked at his hands and clenched and unclenched them.
It was a strange feeling.
He felt the orchestra’s lody as if it was engraved in his body, and he thought of the violin performance that matched it.
When he played the violin to match it, a perfect song ca out. Even he himself was surprised.
“I didn’t like it.”
He was annoyed by the frustration.
It felt like his hands and feet were tied.
‘It was my performance, but it didn’t feel like mine.’
And it wasn’t that his skills had gotten worse, but better, so it was more confusing.
“So I practiced a bit.”
He said it lightly, but in fact, he had been very worried and practiced hard.
In his accommodation, he kept listening to his old performances and thought about the differences from his current ones.
In the practice room, he tried his best to get out of that feeling.
To be honest, Jason Moore knew a simple way to overco this frustrating situation.
It was solo. Playing his own performance without caring about the orchestra’s performance.
‘But that’s avoiding it.’
It would no longer be a collaboration with the orchestra.
He had done that when he was a student, playing in the orchestra with Dmitry.
When he was young, he couldn’t stand the frustration and ignored the orchestra’s performance and prioritized his own, but he had grown up a lot since then.
Besides, this strange slump had taught him a lot.
He could feel the orchestra’s performance, which he had only thought of as a backing accompanint, as if it was one with him, and he could think about the aning of ensemble again.
So Jason Moore practiced.
“Now that I feel good, I want to keep the feeling of this ensemble as much as possible.”
He thought and thought again to find the empty and additional parts of this perfect-looking ensemble and put his own feeling into it.
It was harder than he thought, but Jason Moore worked hard and his efforts paid off a little while ago.
“I’ve been through a slump a few tis, and it’s better to solve it quickly. Well, this one seems different from the usual slump.”
It was worth the trouble.
He felt like he had escaped from the chains that had bound him, and his sounds stretched out. He felt so good that he couldn’t help but smile.
Dmitry Vasilyev smiled slightly at Jason Moore’s refreshing expression.
“Well. I thought you were playing quietly for your standards.”
He wondered if he had grown old and quiet, but it wasn’t the case after hearing his performance just now.
“You used to be the first violinist, but you ignored the conductor and played with your own feeling, so you only lasted six months, and you got scolded by Professor Benjamin. Now you’re thinking about the orchestra… You’ve grown up a lot. Jason.”
“When are you talking about?”
The perforrs exclaid at the sight of Jason and Dmitry bickering.
“Geniuses are different even when they’re in a slump.”
“I know, right.”
Seo-jun stared blankly at Jason Moore.
No way, [(Line) Orchestra Conductor’s connection] was treated as a slump. If the Spirit Tree knew, it would cry…
‘No, it would probably make a fuss about the appearance of an amazing violinist…’
Anyway, he was a low-level Connector who voluntarily disconnected from the ability.
Seo-jun had never thought that was possible.
‘Jason is really amazing.’
He admired Jason Moore’s sensitivity to catch the alien feeling that others would have missed, his persistence to solve it without being satisfied with his improved skills, and his genius to find the points to learn from in that slump (?) and finally get everything in his hands.
His hands felt itchy.
He put aside his worries about the ability for a mont and Seo-jun said with sparkling eyes.
“Can we play one more ti? I want to hear it properly!”
The other perforrs also brightened their eyes at Seo-jun’s words.
That was it.
The performance that had just ended was not a solo by Jason Moore, but a collaboration with the orchestra.
He had stopped playing in the middle, unable to finish the piece or hear it properly.
“Well, it was the last rehearsal today, but it ended too abruptly. Are you all okay?”
Derek Rutz, who spoke with an excited face, asked the others, who nodded in agreent. Then, Choi Yoo-seong raised his hand.
“Can I record it?”
At his question, the other perforrs looked at Derek Rutz and Jason Moore. Jason Moore nodded. Since they had no recording equipnt, the perforrs had to use their phones.
The interrupted rehearsal resud.
Jason Moore rested his chin on his Stradivarius. Seo-jun and Dmitry also held their violins and bows.
The cellists, double bassists, flutists, bassoonists, pianists, and other perforrs also tried to calm their pounding hearts with anticipation and looked at the conductor, Derek Rutz, who stood in the center.
The conductor, who was also nervous, took a small breath and swung his baton vigorously in the air.
[(Line) The connection of the orchestra conductor is activated.]
No more numbers appeared above Jason Moore’s head.
***
That evening.
Seo-jun and the kids were chatting in the living room of their accommodation. Charlie and Grace, who had left their own place and stayed here, were also with them.
The topic of their conversation was Jason Moore’s concert tomorrow.
“Professor Albert can co too.”
“Oh, really? Here’s the invitation. I’m glad it’s right next to .”
Seo-jun handed the invitation he was holding to Ji-woo. He also gave Charlie and Charlie’s father’s invitations, and Grace and Grace’s sister Laura’s invitations.
“Do you usually get so many invitations?”
“Charlie and his dad are a thank-you for finding us a place to stay. Grace’s seat was originally mine. The other two were given by the mbers.”
Seo-jun explained to the puzzled Grace.
“I saw the article and it said the concert was great! I’m so excited!”
“ too. Everyone was praising it.”
“I’m worried that everyone will be disappointed if they go with too much expectation… Will it be okay?”
Seo-jun smiled brightly at the worried faces of his friends.
“You can expect it. You’ll still be amazed.”
Wow!
The friends’ eyes sparkled at Seo-jun’s confidence, who was one of the orchestra mbers.
***
Saturday morning.
Rehearsal ti before the concert.
Thanks to Jason Moore’s performance yesterday, the orchestra mbers’ concentration was at its peak. And that was visible as numbers above their heads.
The musical bond that was rising steadily.
They finally started to make one or two 100s.
‘It’s the first ti I see it with such a calm mind…’
It was a bit awkward because it had always risen dramatically on stage, but it was also amazing because he had never seen it closely.
The conductor swung his baton.
Jason Moore played the violin.
The orchestra played their instrunts.
The most beautiful lody ever filled the rehearsal room.
The intense, gentle, and sweet sounds that penetrated the ears made the perforrs’ hearts flutter. But they were not so excited that it would interfere with their performance.
It was a performance they had experienced once yesterday, and they had listened to the recorded version all night.
‘Even Jason Moore, a genius, works so hard…’
They couldn’t afford to slack off with their ordinary talents.
They couldn’t change anything today, the day of the concert, but they could at least get used to the changed piece.
Jason Moore’s performance was heard.
It was still a great solo.
Choi Yoo-seong ignored the goosebumps on his arms and focused on his violin playing. It was an honor to be here, and it would be a great help for his future as a violinist.
[100/100]
[All bonds have reached their maximum.]
[(Line) The connection of the orchestra conductor is upgraded.]
[(Line) The connection of the orchestra conductor is upgraded from low-dium to dium.]
[(Line) The connection of the orchestra conductor-dium-]
The musical skills of the beings connected to the conductor vary up to four tis depending on their bond.
The bond with the conductor and the bond of the connectors are expressed in numbers.
Maximum connection: 15 (10/15)
He wasn’t surprised because he expected it.
But the improved skills of the mbers thanks to the upgrade to dium were amazing.
Jason Moore, Derek Rutz, and the perforrs themselves noticed the subtle changes in the lody. They were surprised for a mont that it changed so much in a day, but they continued to play with smiles on their faces.
‘Kids. You can expect a lot.’
Seo-jun also smiled broadly and continued his violin playing.
***
-Ji-yoon: We arrived!
-Mina: Are you rehearsing?
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