Van Gogh Reborn!
Grandpa and Uncle Bang both fell asleep.
I was bored because I finished coloring the color book, so I opened my smartphone because I was curious about the conductor named Bae Dobin, who Christine Nolan said.
He seems to be running a band called the Berlin Philharmonic.
What’s interesting is that he was only 22 years old and did his first concert in 2009.
This is 2028, so it’s been 19 years since his first concert.
Wow, he has been doing music since he was three years old.
I wondered if this was possible.
Of course, no one has built a reputation from a very young age like Mozart and Beethoven.
The gift from heaven is truly mysterious.
I wondered what kind of music he did, so I played a video that he conducted on the official stage.
I’ve only encountered orchestra performances a few times thanks to Toulouse Lautrec, but the Berlin Philharmonic is very different from the orchestra I knew.
Their movements are restrained and their expression is serious, so just looking at the video I could feel their dignity.
After a while, a very small child went on stage.
Seeing the members stand up from their seats and greet the young conductor, it seems that the Berlin Philharmonic also recognizes him.
He said he was about 6 years old in Korean age, but he looks one or two years younger than what he said in the video.
However, the eyes that were seen through the screen were unusual.
With confidence and solemnity hanging around, it is quite a contrast to the young face.
The child named Bae Dobin greeted the audience.
There was no noise in the concert hall.
As the little boy raised his arms and waved, the sound of the wind instrument spread like a mist hanging over the lake at night.
The song is called Antonín Dvořák’s Symphony No 9, “From the New World”.
Conductor Bae Dobin extended his fist in front of him.
The performance, which had continued like fog, suddenly became heavy.
The sound of a horn as if to signal a crisis and the sound of a drum beating as if the heart was beating are alternately heard.
The closer the gap, the more disturbing it becomes.
When something was about to burst, the conductor caressed the orchestra.
The seriousness of the contrast replaces the big crisis that has been anxiously awaited.
I thought the woodwind instrument was shining beautifully like the moonlight shining through the clouds, but this time, all the instruments begin to sing passionately.
It’s a melody that relaxes your chest.
It makes you very anxious, then gives you a beautiful voice in the world, and if you are relieved, it shows dignity more than any other power.
Emotions seemed to be violated as the conductor led them.
“What is this?”
For me, who doesn’t know much about music, this overwhelming mental performance is not due to the composer named Dvorak who wrote a good song.
It is not known whether the conductor is excellent or thanks to the orchestra’s ability.
I couldn’t do anything for the 44 minutes and 3 seconds and had no choice but to listen to the conductor Bae Dobin and the Berlin Philharmonic.
Great.
Any expression is meaningless except for the word ‘great’.
As the title suggests, the great step of facing dawn after a dark night came into my head.
Thinking like that, I automatically moved on to the next video.
It is said that it is the first interview of conductor Bae Dobin after the screening to join the Berlin Philharmonic.
– I heard you had a problem joining the Berlin Philharmonic.
The German, who appeared to be a reporter, asked conductor Bae Dobin.
-Yes, it’s a legal matter, and I don’t know the exact details. I just believe that the Band will take care of it well.
The German he spoke was not the normal German that the children spoke.
It’s not that I don’t understand it, but Bae Dobin used a word that doesn’t seem to be used now.
When asked by a reporter that his German is unique, Bae Dobin said he learned German by watching old German movies.
Intonation and pronunciation are the best as if they were the words of 19th-century German.
Is this possible?
As a person with musical talent, he may be sensitive to intonation or pronunciation, but it is very strange to use a dead word.
Even an old movie would have been released in the 20th century.
When I was thinking about it, suddenly a question came to mind.
What about me?
I wonder why I can communicate with people without difficulty now.
I definitely used ’19th-century language’ when I just woke up.
Communication for two months in the hospital room was difficult.
What was difficult was not just the language I spoke, but it was a foreign language for the people in Korea.
But at some point. I didn’t study separately, but naturally, I came up with words that I didn’t use previously.
After coming home, I had no difficulty talking to grandpa in French.
Why is it?
I was distracted by the joy of painting again, the strange objects I’d never seen before, and a healthy body.
Is it his memory?
Maybe it’s the memory of ‘Ko Hun’.
Other than that, I can’t think of any reason why I can speak modern French and English naturally.
There is no other explanation other than that.
“…… “
Is it really true?
While I was pondering, the unknown New Tube AI showed SpongeBob in the next video.
Unconsciously my finger moved on its own.
“It’s fine, I’ll take you.”
“No, you don’t have to. It must be hard for you, too. You should also get home soon.”
“That’s right. I can take a taxi with grandpa.”
We stopped Uncle Bang, who said he would take us home from the airport.
A man with a wife and children has not been able to go to his house for five weeks, and I wonder how he feels.
Uncle Bang, who kept saying that he would take us home, accepted defeat as if he thought he could not win in the end.
“Then let’s take a good rest this week and work again from next week. I’ll get in touch with you soon.”
“Yes.”
“If you have anything to send to director Nolan, send it to me. It’s easy to share files, but it’s cumbersome to send them in person.”
“I will.”
I shook hands with Uncle Bang.
“Then, please go home safely. Thank you, Uncle Bang. Thanks to you, I went around comfortably.”
We greeted each other and got into the taxi.
It’s been a long journey, and I’m really tired.
“Huh. You’re tired, aren’t you?”
“Yes. I need to buy the Marceau Recovery Capsule right away.”
“Let’s take it slow and find out more.”
“Okay.”
It’s an expensive item, so it’s natural to find out a lot of information.
Unlike when I bought a cell phone, I nodded at the careful suggestion of grandpa.
“If the reporters had come from here, I would have really collapsed.”
“Bang announced that we would enter the country the day after tomorrow. That’s why there is no crowd at the airport.”
That’s a very nice trick.
“You will be going to school only tomorrow, so how about taking a nice bath with grandpa today?”
“Yes, grandpa.”
Also, I can’t miss the banana milkshake that I drink after taking a bath.
“Ah, grandpa. What happens to the Whitney Biennale? Don’t I have to go?”
“You’ll hear from them later. It’s okay to go once before the closing, and you don’t have to overdo it.”
There will be no special schedule after drawing the concept art as of now.
There is nothing happier than being able to paint calmly with grandpa as soon as I return to my daily life.
“After the work for the movie, let’s go to various museums like before.”
“That’s great. Let’s go like on the previous vacation. I want to see the pictures I haven’t seen. I want to go to the Musée d’Orsay.”
“That’s right. You went to Paris a few times, but you didn’t see it properly.”
After talking about this and that with grandpa, we arrived home.
I couldn’t be happier.
I only traveled for five weeks, but seeing grandpa’s house felt so cozy, and I felt like I was finally home.
I unpacked and took a bath with grandpa.
“Hun, you have to put on lotion.”
I hate the slippery feeling, but I took a little out because grandpa always emphasized it along with brushing my teeth.
“Where are you going to put that small amount of lotion? Come here.”
I was forced to get a face massage from grandpa again.
“Oh, I’m tired. Hun, Shall we order food today?”
“Okay. I want jajangmyeon, grandpa.”
“Jjajangmyeon?”
“I haven’t had it for a while.”
The only complaint while traveling was that I couldn’t eat great Korean food like jjajangmyeon. People in Korea need to spread their food culture.
“Are you feeling okay, grandpa? You’ve been eating greasy food.”
Grandpa had stomach upsets a lot since the food culture is different.
He didn’t even like the spicy soft tofu stew he ate.
“Okay, today I’ll eat what grandpa likes.”
Let’s postpone jajangmyeon until tomorrow for grandpa.
“Really? Then shall we eat kimchi stew?”
“Not spicy.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Grandpa ordered food on his smartphone with joy.
As I was watching TV, my eyes closed due to the rush of sleep, and at that moment I heard the doorbell.
I woke up in surprise and when I turned my head I saw grandpa was asleep.
Without waking grandpa I opened the door with a golf club.
When I came after picking up the delivery, grandpa woke up.
“Did it come?”
“Yes.”
I took the dinner to the table while lifting it up to my face.
“Oh, it’s heavy. You’ll get hurt.”
“I can lift this much.”
I couldn’t place it on the table, so grandpa took it from me.
I wish the table was a little smaller.
While grandpa was preparing the table in the living room, I ran to the kitchen before grandpa left.
The spoon and plate were high, so when I dragged the chair, grandpa smiled and reached out.
“Hun, you’re all grown up. You’re even helping your grandfather.”
“I have to grow taller.”
Life will be tough if I stop growing here.
The easy-going and generous Toulouse Lautrec complained about his body whenever he drank.
“철이 들었다 소리야”
“???”
“Hahaha. Of course, you’ll.”
Grandpa said it in French since I couldn’t understand it the first time when he said it in Korean.
I thought I’d gotten quite used to Korean, but there are so many idiomatic expressions that I don’t understand yet.
When grandpa opened the package, the steaming kimchi stew appeared.
Softly cooked kimchi, neatly placed tofu, and bluntly sliced pork go well together.
Grandpa put kimchi stew in a bowl.
“It looks delicious, right? Grandpa wanted to eat this so much.”
I scoop up the soup, pork, and kimchi together with a spoon.
It seems quite hot looking at the steam rising.
“It’s hot, blow it.”
After listening to my grandpa, I blew it and put it in my mouth.
“Hoo, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.”
It’s hot and spicy.
It’s salty, sour, and savory.
It is a reminder that ripe kimchi is chewed up and the pork in it shows off its texture.
I felt like I finally returned to Korea.
TRIVIA
The character Bae Dobin is the protagonist of the author’s previous work ‘Beethoven Reborn’, which shares the same universe as this work.
Chapter 114: CH 114
I was bored because I finished coloring the color book, so I opened my smartphone because I was curious about the conductor named Bae Dobin, who Christine Nolan said.
He seems to be running a band called the Berlin Philharmonic.
What’s interesting is that he was only 22 years old and did his first concert in 2009.
This is 2028, so it’s been 19 years since his first concert.
Wow, he has been doing music since he was three years old.
I wondered if this was possible.
Of course, no one has built a reputation from a very young age like Mozart and Beethoven.
The gift from heaven is truly mysterious.
I wondered what kind of music he did, so I played a video that he conducted on the official stage.
I’ve only encountered orchestra performances a few times thanks to Toulouse Lautrec, but the Berlin Philharmonic is very different from the orchestra I knew.
Their movements are restrained and their expression is serious, so just looking at the video I could feel their dignity.
After a while, a very small child went on stage.
Seeing the members stand up from their seats and greet the young conductor, it seems that the Berlin Philharmonic also recognizes him.
He said he was about 6 years old in Korean age, but he looks one or two years younger than what he said in the video.
However, the eyes that were seen through the screen were unusual.
With confidence and solemnity hanging around, it is quite a contrast to the young face.
The child named Bae Dobin greeted the audience.
There was no noise in the concert hall.
As the little boy raised his arms and waved, the sound of the wind instrument spread like a mist hanging over the lake at night.
Conductor Bae Dobin extended his fist in front of him.
The performance, which had continued like fog, suddenly became heavy.
The sound of a horn as if to signal a crisis and the sound of a drum beating as if the heart was beating are alternately heard.
The closer the gap, the more disturbing it becomes.
When something was about to burst, the conductor caressed the orchestra.
The seriousness of the contrast replaces the big crisis that has been anxiously awaited.
I thought the woodwind instrument was shining beautifully like the moonlight shining through the clouds, but this time, all the instruments begin to sing passionately.
It’s a melody that relaxes your chest.
It makes you very anxious, then gives you a beautiful voice in the world, and if you are relieved, it shows dignity more than any other power.
Emotions seemed to be violated as the conductor led them.
“What is this?”
For me, who doesn’t know much about music, this overwhelming mental performance is not due to the composer named Dvorak who wrote a good song.
It is not known whether the conductor is excellent or thanks to the orchestra’s ability.
I couldn’t do anything for the 44 minutes and 3 seconds and had no choice but to listen to the conductor Bae Dobin and the Berlin Philharmonic.
Great.
Any expression is meaningless except for the word ‘great’.
As the title suggests, the great step of facing dawn after a dark night came into my head.
Thinking like that, I automatically moved on to the next video.
It is said that it is the first interview of conductor Bae Dobin after the screening to join the Berlin Philharmonic.
The German, who appeared to be a reporter, asked conductor Bae Dobin.
-Yes, it’s a legal matter, and I don’t know the exact details. I just believe that the Band will take care of it well.
The German he spoke was not the normal German that the children spoke.
It’s not that I don’t understand it, but Bae Dobin used a word that doesn’t seem to be used now.
When asked by a reporter that his German is unique, Bae Dobin said he learned German by watching old German movies.
Intonation and pronunciation are the best as if they were the words of 19th-century German.
Is this possible?
As a person with musical talent, he may be sensitive to intonation or pronunciation, but it is very strange to use a dead word.
Even an old movie would have been released in the 20th century.
When I was thinking about it, suddenly a question came to mind.
What about me?
I wonder why I can communicate with people without difficulty now.
I definitely used ’19th-century language’ when I just woke up.
Communication for two months in the hospital room was difficult.
What was difficult was not just the language I spoke, but it was a foreign language for the people in Korea.
But at some point. I didn’t study separately, but naturally, I came up with words that I didn’t use previously.
After coming home, I had no difficulty talking to grandpa in French.
Why is it?
I was distracted by the joy of painting again, the strange objects I’d never seen before, and a healthy body.
Maybe it’s the memory of ‘Ko Hun’.
Other than that, I can’t think of any reason why I can speak modern French and English naturally.
There is no other explanation other than that.
“…… “
Is it really true?
While I was pondering, the unknown New Tube AI showed SpongeBob in the next video.
Unconsciously my finger moved on its own.
“It’s fine, I’ll take you.”
“No, you don’t have to. It must be hard for you, too. You should also get home soon.”
“That’s right. I can take a taxi with grandpa.”
We stopped Uncle Bang, who said he would take us home from the airport.
A man with a wife and children has not been able to go to his house for five weeks, and I wonder how he feels.
Uncle Bang, who kept saying that he would take us home, accepted defeat as if he thought he could not win in the end.
“Then let’s take a good rest this week and work again from next week. I’ll get in touch with you soon.”
“Yes.”
“If you have anything to send to director Nolan, send it to me. It’s easy to share files, but it’s cumbersome to send them in person.”
“I will.”
I shook hands with Uncle Bang.
“Then, please go home safely. Thank you, Uncle Bang. Thanks to you, I went around comfortably.”
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“Whew.”It’s been a long journey, and I’m really tired.
“Huh. You’re tired, aren’t you?”
“Yes. I need to buy the Marceau Recovery Capsule right away.”
“Let’s take it slow and find out more.”
“Okay.”
It’s an expensive item, so it’s natural to find out a lot of information.
Unlike when I bought a cell phone, I nodded at the careful suggestion of grandpa.
“If the reporters had come from here, I would have really collapsed.”
“Bang announced that we would enter the country the day after tomorrow. That’s why there is no crowd at the airport.”
That’s a very nice trick.
“You will be going to school only tomorrow, so how about taking a nice bath with grandpa today?”
“Yes, grandpa.”
Also, I can’t miss the banana milkshake that I drink after taking a bath.
“Ah, grandpa. What happens to the Whitney Biennale? Don’t I have to go?”
“You’ll hear from them later. It’s okay to go once before the closing, and you don’t have to overdo it.”
There will be no special schedule after drawing the concept art as of now.
There is nothing happier than being able to paint calmly with grandpa as soon as I return to my daily life.
“After the work for the movie, let’s go to various museums like before.”
“That’s right. You went to Paris a few times, but you didn’t see it properly.”
After talking about this and that with grandpa, we arrived home.
I couldn’t be happier.
I only traveled for five weeks, but seeing grandpa’s house felt so cozy, and I felt like I was finally home.
I unpacked and took a bath with grandpa.
“Hun, you have to put on lotion.”
I hate the slippery feeling, but I took a little out because grandpa always emphasized it along with brushing my teeth.
“Where are you going to put that small amount of lotion? Come here.”
I was forced to get a face massage from grandpa again.
“Oh, I’m tired. Hun, Shall we order food today?”
“Okay. I want jajangmyeon, grandpa.”
“Jjajangmyeon?”
“I haven’t had it for a while.”
The only complaint while traveling was that I couldn’t eat great Korean food like jjajangmyeon. People in Korea need to spread their food culture.
“Are you feeling okay, grandpa? You’ve been eating greasy food.”
Grandpa had stomach upsets a lot since the food culture is different.
He didn’t even like the spicy soft tofu stew he ate.
“Okay, today I’ll eat what grandpa likes.”
Let’s postpone jajangmyeon until tomorrow for grandpa.
“Not spicy.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Grandpa ordered food on his smartphone with joy.
As I was watching TV, my eyes closed due to the rush of sleep, and at that moment I heard the doorbell.
I woke up in surprise and when I turned my head I saw grandpa was asleep.
Without waking grandpa I opened the door with a golf club.
When I came after picking up the delivery, grandpa woke up.
“Did it come?”
“Yes.”
I took the dinner to the table while lifting it up to my face.
“Oh, it’s heavy. You’ll get hurt.”
“I can lift this much.”
I couldn’t place it on the table, so grandpa took it from me.
I wish the table was a little smaller.
While grandpa was preparing the table in the living room, I ran to the kitchen before grandpa left.
The spoon and plate were high, so when I dragged the chair, grandpa smiled and reached out.
“Hun, you’re all grown up. You’re even helping your grandfather.”
“I have to grow taller.”
Life will be tough if I stop growing here.
“철이 들었다 소리야”
“???”
“Hahaha. Of course, you’ll.”
Grandpa said it in French since I couldn’t understand it the first time when he said it in Korean.
I thought I’d gotten quite used to Korean, but there are so many idiomatic expressions that I don’t understand yet.
When grandpa opened the package, the steaming kimchi stew appeared.
Softly cooked kimchi, neatly placed tofu, and bluntly sliced pork go well together.
Grandpa put kimchi stew in a bowl.
“It looks delicious, right? Grandpa wanted to eat this so much.”
I scoop up the soup, pork, and kimchi together with a spoon.
It seems quite hot looking at the steam rising.
“It’s hot, blow it.”
After listening to my grandpa, I blew it and put it in my mouth.
“Hoo, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.”
It’s hot and spicy.
It’s salty, sour, and savory.
It is a reminder that ripe kimchi is chewed up and the pork in it shows off its texture.
I felt like I finally returned to Korea.
TRIVIA
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