Chapter 288: 288 276 First performance in front of a sixteen-year-old grand audience

Isaac left the science department exhibit to Raymond and Clan to head to the auditorium.

Teachers and members of the music department do piano harmony, etc.

What Isaac needed was the courage to play in front of a large audience.

(It's okay, unlike the battlefield, I'm not going to die. Easy, me)

The venue is only about half filled.

But that's the rear part.

The free space ahead is VIP seating.

Resident ambassadors from various countries are also coming, and seats are secured for Elias and royalty and high nobility.

There are many families of students this year because Dwarves and Elves are an organization, and there are many Marquis and Count children.

For that matter, the number of seats secured was also high, and the vacancy was still noticeable now.

With the time approaching, it will gradually bury.

Isaac checks the audience and returns to the holding room.

Sometimes it's embarrassing to play in public, but that's not the only reason Isaac is nervous.

Because we don't have allies around us.

Basically, all the performers belong to the music department.

Those people also have side connections.

I thought "I attended a concert in Conne" that Isaac would attend that I hadn't seen at the concert before.

This was due to Isaac and the others' mistakes.

The music teacher thought, "If everyone would listen to the songs, they would understand," but Isaac was practicing at home.

Because Isaac thought, "Some houses don't have pianos, so I'm sorry to use school pianos to reduce other students' practice hours".

Because of that, no other student would ever hear Isaac's song, and it was on the day of the presentation.

Moreover, Tori was entrusted with decorating the end of the concert.

Because of that...

Isaac had no strength and secured his turn with power.

- I couldn't help but think that they hated me.

All of a sudden, it was the last time I came in.

Exactly. I didn't turn an obvious malice on my duke counterpart, but none of them spoke aggressively.

Because of that, Isaac feels uncomfortable.

I was alone in the standby room behind the scenes, waiting for the order.

(Nevertheless, I didn't think this would happen... If I hadn't decided to live in a different way than I did in my previous life, I would have definitely said no. True, I don't know where in the world what would help)

The song admired by music teachers is Beethoven's Piano Sonata No. 14 "Moonlight" First movement.

If I had originally liked music and practiced piano, I would have been happy to have been given the opportunity to make an announcement like this.

But there's a reason Isaac remembered "moonlight".

- When you get lost in a western hall with zombies, to secure the items you need to escape.

It was the effect of a horror game I played as a child in my previous life.

So this is the only song I can play.

"It's a great song," he admires, but he can't prepare a new song.

I had a bad first semester arts score, so I tried to give him back my family, and it was bad that he played in good shape.

(Well, better than it really helps...)

Had I been reborn into the world of horror games, I would not have been able to move a single step from the entrance hall of the Western Hall.

If we were to explore, we'd be sure we were dead early.

Practice shouldn't have allowed me to play.

"I'm glad in the world of maiden games my sister was playing," I have to thank God.

Because although it is dangerous, it is not as life-threatening as it is right now.

If I hadn't even had ambition, I'd be so blessed that I might have enjoyed relaxing and living in the country.

"I wish I hadn't been born in this world," I had nothing to regret.

I'm out of hand and free, so I go to the bathroom, do image training and kill time.

After a while, the first performer was called to the stage.

When I think, "Finally, it's started," the sound of my heartbeat gets louder step by step.

I was not so nervous during the war because I was willing to run away.

I've been so nervous since I killed Nathan and Melinda.

One, one more and fewer students from the holding room.

And Isaac and two third-year students stayed.

"Looks like your teacher liked you."

Third grade students have spoken to Isaac.

Words are polite, but still not a favorable atmosphere.

"I just played one song in class."

"I didn't expect Tori to be entrusted with just showing one scale of that talent. That's Lord Enfield."

He dared say Lord Enfield (...).

"You took the tri away with power," he hates so easily that he understands.

I didn't say, "That's what the teacher did on his own," because I knew Isaac didn't like it either.

You won't believe me for saying that.

They think it's just an excuse.

"The technology is still immature, but you seem to like the song I wrote. It may also affect the presence of elves and dwarves in the audience."

At a time like this, we decide to admit the other party's claim that there may have been a reason.

Because it's useless to try to override a negative opponent's opinion with legitimate persuasion.

It's quicker to make teachers listen to songs they admire and shut them up.

I didn't want to do anything that would upset my mind before production.

Third grade students laugh.

"I'll keep the place warm for Lord Enfield. As a front seat."

Somehow he gets up.

Then, at the same time, the door of the holding room was opened.

Because he's one of them from the same club. He knew the match by the end of the performance.

I left something unpleasant behind at the end.

(It's nice to have a place to cheer up, but I hope you don't make it too cheerful...)

When the previous one plays great, his expectations really rise.

- Music of borrowed things that I didn't compose myself.

If the rating goes down, it will lower Beethoven's rating.

Although I'm not in this world, I feel sorry for him, so I regret that I should have practiced more.

(Uh, I can't do it anymore. Let's go have a look)

Isaac decided to leave the holding room and go to the stage sleeve.

with care not to disturb the performance.

At the time I leave the holding room, I hear the song being played.

It was an atmospheric song similar to the game music I heard when I slept in my previous life.

The roots of music in this world may be close to the original game.

I guess that's why songs with different atmospheres were appreciated.

Isaac thinks, "Then you can also acknowledge my aesthetic sensation".

The stage sleeves had gathered previous performers and backs.

Everyone seemed to be in love with playing in the third grade.

Even Isaac is good enough to hear and see.

Isaac can't play smoothly with the strength and weakness of sound.

I know performance-skills well, even if I just ask a little.

I'm concerned about the reaction of the guests and sneak peeks through the gap between the drapes.

(Wow, it's full)

My first impression was that the seats were filled.

There's also Elias and Jason, so he's going to play under a hell of a lot of pressure.

I was still in the mood to escape.

(No, but Kendra's here too. You just can't look like a fool.)

The arrival of a student's family naturally means that Isaac's family will also come.

If Nathan was alive, Isaac might have come to visit with his parents before school.

(Oh, I knew Pamela was here. You have to work hard on this)

Isaac is even more motivated when he confirms the figure of Pamela sitting with the face of the Marquis Windsor family.

- I want to show you a good place in front of her.

That made me feel like doing it to the end.

I realize that even with Amanda's appearance, there's no Fred's.

Attendance is not compulsory, and there will be a presentation of the club, so it will be the difference between whether you are interested in music or not.

Tiffany is a Viscount, so even if he's securing a seat, he's in the back.

I couldn't confirm its appearance.

Only Judith, who stands out for all things, was found among those who knew.

"Isaac, it's okay. You can usually just play that song."

A teacher who noticed Isaac's presence whispered.

He became anxious and noticed that he had come to see how things were going.

"You're anxious after your senior performance."

"I'm fine. Your songs inspire those interested in music to transcend technology. Confident."

"Huh."

Isaac replies carelessly.

You didn't like that attitude, or the students around you turn a gaze unfavourable to Isaac.

Maybe he's usually a teacher who rarely compliments people.

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So I guess it's not funny that Isaac would be admired.

It got awkward so I thought I'd go back to the restroom and the performance was over.

A round of applause is sent for his performance, where the venue just cracks open.

Elias also applauds a lot, so I guess it was still a level of performance that is not an exaggeration to say first-rate.

(You wanted me in the front seat...)

I want to avoid the last time the venue cools down.

I still regret that I have taken on such a terrible thing.

But before Pamela.

I can't escape any more than I am in front of Kendra.

Isaac decides to be ready.

"Well, if I call you a name, go to the front of the piano and give me a thank you. Then start playing."

"Yes."

The music teacher goes on stage.

An upper classmate returning to the stage sleeve instead sends a full grin towards Isaac.

"I gave it a boost. Come on, let's see how it goes," but you want to say.

Isaac returned a grin that drew.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the end is that Duke of Isaac Welrod Enfield. The technology is still immature, and its sense of composition is a great thing to wind up with for a lifetime. Listen to famous songs in music history! Come on, go ahead!

(This guy has more numbers to crush under pressure than the number to raise students, right?

Isaac thinks about it.

However, the music department also produces people who become court musicians.

I couldn't say enough that it would never work when I thought it might have to be that tough.

When Isaac gets out on stage, he heads straight to the piano without a chill.

Because when you become suspicious of behavior, it stands out.

Isaac, who wants to make a good impression on the nobles, is aware of the grandeur.

When I got to the piano, I finally made a pass at the audience.

(When you go to listen to play, stop whispering)

I feel signs from the audience that I'm talking to Boso about something.

I'm wondering what they're talking about, and I feel extra pressure.

This was also something I knew when I was on the side of playing.

But when Isaac started playing, he couldn't hear that.

(Will you protect your manners while playing? Or are you flattered if we don't talk about it)

Isaac cares about that, even though he's playing it.

I could afford to think about this because only a few clutter isn't good enough to influence the performance.

I figured out why they got quiet when the performance was over.

Because everyone got up and started giving Isaac a big round of applause.

Seeing that reaction, Isaac strokes down his chest, "I paked someone else's music and didn't have to underestimate it," he said.

Isaac gives a thank you and then walks away from the stage.

Back on stage sleeves, an upper class student who was playing in front of Isaac spoke to me.

"I see. If they ask me that, I can also understand that the teacher prepared Isaac (...) for his turn. I'm sorry for being rude."

"That's okay. Playing skills wouldn't have been comparable to seniors, would they? Coincidentally, a good song just occurred to me, so it should have been decorated by seniors at the end"

"No, that song was the one that should have decorated the end of the concert. Well, I did wish I played a little better."

The other performers nod to his words and agree.

I guess only those involved in music have the power to hear good things.

What was called the famous song seemed to work across the world.

"I am certain to become a court musician. I'll wait at the royal palace first."

A senior student reaches out to Isaac.

Isaac shook his hand and proved that a settlement had taken place by shaking his hand.

"I'm thinking about my political career, so I guess meeting at the Royal Palace would be a different position."

"Speaking of which, I was. But it would be a shame to let that talent be buried. I just want you to keep composing."

"Think of something, something like that?"

Isaac misleads with an ambiguous smile.

The only other thing I know about Beethoven's song is Beethoven's Symphony No. 5, Destiny.

Plus, just a little bit of the stew part.

Even though they told me to compose it, it was a pretty difficult place.

"Isaac, I'm so glad. Your Majesty has said he wants to talk to you. Will you keep coming to Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty? Okay."

After a light interview with the students in the music department, Isaac heads to the audience.

When Isaac showed up, he was applauded again.

Elias welcomed Isaac as he stood.

"It was a great song. I didn't know you had this talent in terms of art, not just politics and war!

"I didn't know Isaac had any artistic talent either. You really surprise me."

"Thank you"

Jason also praises Isaac.

Not only have they, but Ambassador Edmond the Elf has also spoken out.

"I've heard a lot of different songs for a long time, but I've never heard one like that. But that's a shame. It would be a waste to play (...) just play it like that (...). He said if you use more foot pedals to make the sound deeper, it would be a more inspiring song!

Apparently he has long been interested in music.

I was spotting Isaac's immaturity.

But I couldn't even tell why I was thinking that I should just play the song (...).

That, too, should be because no one even understood it in the previous life.

There can be no one in this world who can say "to get out of the Western Hall" and understand.

"It was a good song I wanted to hear when I was drinking alone. Isn't that okay?"

"You guys, it's always that. Consider alcohol as a criterion. Music is..."

Edmond argues when Dwarf ambassador Villey pinches his mouth.

Then Villey also said back, "What's wrong with using music as a way to enjoy alcohol more".

Between them, music theory began to be spoken.

"Well done. It was a good performance."

"I felt nervous because I was playing for the first time in public, but it was splendid that I did it to the end."

"Oh, come on, you're so cool"

My parents and sister complimented me.

I was more than happy with that.

I have made my family hear it several times about the song, so I didn't mention it again.

"I can't believe you even have the talent of an artist, not just as a minister or general. I wonder how much God loves me."

Alice, Pamela's mother, has also spoken.

She is frightened through her admiration.

That was the same with my husband Theodore.

"How far is it amazing? Really..."

He thought, "If it was Isaac and his generation, he would have felt inferior".

Not so much, I feel a difference in talent.

I was objectively viewed as "you've come out awesome" because of different generations.

- And Pamela...

"Um, did you hang out with elves and dwarves and find out about the song now?

He seemed interested in the song Isaac played.

"No, does this say that this is a divine revelation...... It's a song that came up in my brain."

"So does it contain some kind of messaging or something?

"There's nothing messaging about it. I just played a song that came to mind. That's all."

"Really..."

Pamela gives a blatantly disappointing look.

So Isaac realized his failure.

(Ahhh! Well, I'm sure Pamela wanted me to say "It's a song I wrote for you" or "It's a song I floated if I thought I liked someone"! I missed my chance to earn points...... But I'm glad of that)

Even if I had thought of it, I can't say "I made it for you" or anything to Pamela in public.

"I thought I liked someone," but I said around me, "Who do you like?" I get in trouble when they ask me.

I regret what I didn't care about, but at the same time I understood that it helped.

(Next time I see you, I'll tell you in the direction that I made it thinking of someone I like)

If it's invisible, you can talk about it.

You can't just say you're thinking about each other.

If we're going to get married, we need to get along.

For what I had never been able to get in touch with, I felt I had to get along while I could.

"Isaac, that was awesome! I'm not really into music, but I heard it again."

"Thank you"

Amanda interrupted Isaac's idea.

"By the way, you know what? My Marquis Wallick family is a family with ties to the art of court music."

"Really?"

Marquis Wallick said subtly, "Would you like to marry Amanda?" I'll make an appeal, but Isaac gently recieves.

Then the other nobles spoke up, and Isaac was pursued in response.

He was also able to sell his face in terms of art, and was highly regarded by those who were inclined to art.

Although the playing skills are lower than those of students in the music department, they are in the form of song forces that pushed them off.

However, the hurdles will rise when the next song is asked only for that amount, so it's not all good.

But now Isaac was just glad he had a story to say, "I made a song dedicated to Pamela".

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