Superstar From Age 0

Chapter 633

[Gray Vainy, concert in Cleveland!]

Just like the shooting in New York, the shooting in Cleveland also got a promotional article. The article included a photo of Gray Vainy playing the violin from behind, which elicited a huge response from the people who were waiting for the news about [Over the Rainbow 2].

-Grayyyyyy

=I saw him at Jason Moore’s concert too He grew up so well

=22 He must still play well

-My heart flutters just by looking at his back.

= I want to go to his concert too

-So when are you going to upload Good Morning???

=Release the song. Whale Studio!

=22 I listen to it every morning on repeat.

=33 I’m curious about the second half because it cuts off in the middle

[Good Morning], which he played on the radio broadcast, was still getting a lot of attention.

-I used to have a hard time waking up in the morning, but when I set Good Morning as my alarm, my eyes popped open.

=22 Usually, when I set a song as my alarm, I end up hating it even if I really like it, but Good Morning is different. It’s a song that makes me wake up in a good mood.

=33 I get why he named it Good Morning.

=I wish he would release the full song I want to listen to it

Seo-jun smiled as he looked at the comments.

He made the song with the hope that the listeners would have a ‘good morning’, and he was grateful that many people listened to it that way.

‘Of course, there are some people who don’t.’

-Is Good Morning that good? I don’t get it.

=22 The song is nice, but. It seems like a normal violin song.

He understood.

Music was something that depended on one’s taste.

‘Besides, I didn’t use a skill that suited it like a mukbang.’

He used a skill related to composing when he composed the song and a skill related to playing when he played it, but he didn’t use a skill that had an immediate effect on the listeners like [Baby Mukbang] or [Mukbang 2].

But even with that, it seemed to have a decent effect on some people.

-My family is really grateful to Seo-jun Lee.

=Why?

=+)My younger sibling had depression and it was hard for them to do daily activities like waking up, eating, and washing. But when they listen to Good Morning, waking up becomes easier. They used to feel like dying when they woke up, but now they say they feel a bit lighter.

=Wow… Is it like music therapy?

=+)Maybe. We eat breakfast together more often now, and my parents and I are happy I hope he releases the full song soon.

-I tried it on my sister after reading the comment above But my sister said she felt the same as usual

=Ah That’s unfortunate

-This is a bit late, but… When I heard that Seo-jun Lee was the counselor of the White Tiger Unit, I was really sad My mom has depression and I wanted to ask him for counseling.

=Me too

=22 I wanted to leave a comment when he was on the radio broadcast, but I didn’t because everyone looked so happy. Well, even if I did, he wouldn’t have been able to help

=33 I know how you feel, grasping at straws

There were a few comments like that.

‘There were some in the military sightings too.’

Hmm.

Well, he didn’t want to help all the beings in the world, but he hoped that the ones who were connected to him would be happy.

‘It’s not that hard to use skills.’

If he could find the right skill, he thought it would be nice to play music that would give people strength.

***

The next day.

The shooting location was a park near Lake Erie in Cleveland.

“This is a restricted area!”

The staff members were busy controlling a part of the park so that the general public couldn’t enter. There were a lot of people who came because of the article about Gray Vainy that came out the day before, but the restricted area was wide enough that it didn’t seem like there would be any noise unless they shouted.

“Good.”

Emily, the assistant director, looked around the restricted area and headed to the shooting site where the preparations were in full swing.

A place where Lake Erie could be seen.

There were grassy fields and trees with green leaves in the shooting site, where lights, cameras, and sound equipment were installed.

“Where are the actors?”

Sara Roth, the director, who was looking around the scenery, asked. Emily, the assistant director, answered as she had been contacted.

“Jun is done and he’ll be out soon. Catherine and Paul are almost done too. The extras are ready and waiting. So is the musician.”

Sara Roth, the director, nodded her head in satisfaction at the smooth shooting preparations.

A little later.

Seo-jun, who was disguised as Gray Vainy, greeted the actors who would be shooting with him today during his brief break. It was always a pleasure to meet the actors.

“I hope today’s shooting goes well.”

Seo-jun smiled broadly and reached out his hand. Since it was America, he shook hands a lot.

“Me, me too! I’ll do my best!”

The extras who played the role of passers-by in the park were surprised and quickly reached out their hands to hold Seo-jun’s hand. Wow! I have to brag about this! He heard a voice shouting that.

“I love Gray!”

“Me too!”

The child actors who played the role of families who came to play in the park sparkled their eyes and said, Seo-jun smiled and said.

“Me too.”

“Woah!”

Catherine and Paul, who came after finishing their preparations, laughed when they saw that.

“As expected, a superstar.”

“The kids love him.”

Seo-jun also laughed at his friends’ words.

After greeting the extras, Seo-jun greeted the violinist who would play in today’s shooting.

“I hope today’s shooting goes well.”

“I don’t know if I can do this well, but. I’ll do my best.”

The old man with a wrinkled face smiled softly and reached out his hand.

Seo-jun smiled and held his hand. There were quite a few actors who had rough hands because of action practice and other reasons, but it felt a bit different from that roughness. He must have already done his makeup.

“It’s really nice to meet you. Seo-jun Lee, the actor.”

Seo-jun smiled brightly at the sincere welcome.

***

“Ready, action!”

Gray Vainy glanced at the camera and scratched his cheek.

“Hmm. Does the camera follow me even on my days off?”

He had gotten used to the cameras with fairly large lenses and the staff behind them, but that was only during the concerts. He didn’t expect them to follow him even on his days off.

Beyond the camera, George’s voice, which couldn’t be seen, was heard.

“It’s a documentary. We have to show how a violinist spends his free time. How he gets inspiration from these moments, that kind of story.”

“Uh-huh.”

Inspiration…

For a moment, Gray Bani’s face darkened. He fidgeted with his hands, a small movement that looked pitiful.

“Gray! Let’s go to Lake Erie!”

Rebecca, who was next to Gray, asked with a bright smile. She had a Cleveland tourism pamphlet in her hand.

“I haven’t been there yet!”

Gray nodded at Rebecca’s words. He didn’t have a specific destination in mind. He thought it would be fine as long as he had his friends with him.

Gray Bani, Rebecca, George, and the documentary crew headed to the park near Lake Erie.

“By the way, Rebecca.”

“Hmm?”

“You…”

Gray was bothered by Rebecca, who was eyeing the fashion of the passing people. She had said she was looking for another path, not as a fashion designer, but he doubted that was her true intention.

‘Besides, it’s not that she hates fashion, it’s her boss that’s the problem…’

But he wondered if it was his place to interfere, so he changed the subject.

Rebecca didn’t say it, but he always wondered if he was the reason she quit playing the violin. Like Rebecca’s boss.

“Are you okay with being on the broadcast?”

“It’s okay. It’s okay. George will edit it for us!”

Gray smiled faintly at his optimistic friend.

They soon arrived at the park where Lake Erie was visible.

Gray looked around the blue waves of the lake.

He had been going back and forth between concert halls and hotels throughout the tour, and seeing the open lake made him feel refreshed to his core. The smell of water and grass lingered in his nose, and the cool breeze tickled his hair.

Gray, Rebecca, George, and the filming team settled on a bench near the lake.

As Gray’s expression, which had been stiff with worry and tension, relaxed a little, George spoke with a hint of humor in his voice.

“Shall we have lunch here?”

“Yeah. Let’s do that!”

“Then I’ll go buy some…”

“No. We’ll go get it. You were tired from playing yesterday!”

Rebecca made Gray sit on the bench and got up from her seat.

It wasn’t captured on the screen, but Gray felt some of George and the crew’s staff get up from their seats and follow him with their eyes and footsteps.

That’s how his friends and staff left to buy lunch.

Behind the camera, Gray smiled awkwardly at the few remaining staff.

He felt strange without George.

He swallowed a sigh and looked at Lake Erie again.

A faint sound reached Gray Bani’s ears.

He reflexively turned his head toward the direction of the sound. The staff behind the camera watched him.

‘…It’s not a performance.’

Do-Re-Mi-Fa-Sol-La-Ti-Do-

He could hear some overlapping notes, but it was the sound of tuning a violin.

“Uh… Can I go check it out for a moment?”

The staff behind the camera nodded, and Gray’s expression brightened.

He was in a slump, but he didn’t hate the violin.

The camera followed Gray as he walked toward the sound of the violin.

Before Gray arrived.

The violin performance began.

***

The following notes were a bit clumsy.

He could tell he wasn’t a pro from the way he played two strings at the same time while tuning.

He heard some off-key notes. The squeaking sound, the violin didn’t seem that good either. The bow and the strings were already past their lifespan and seemed to break at any moment.

Gray was annoyed by the poorly maintained violin sound.

Who was the violinist who took care of his violin like this?

As the violin sound got closer, Gray’s steps were quiet but fast.

He turned the corner. And he stopped in his tracks.

Wow!

The applause and the crowd of people.

And the performer standing in the center.

The wrinkled face tanned by the sun. The rough and wounded hands. The faded clothes. The worn-out shoes. The old violin that wasn’t tuned properly. The bow that had lost a few strands.

But the happy expression of the old man.

Until the next clumsy performance flowed,

Gray Bani couldn’t say a word and stood there as if nailed to the spot.

And the camera captured his expression.

***

While Seo-jun was busy filming in Ohio,

Korea.

[Winner of the New York String Instrument Competition, 13-year-old (12 in Korean age) Korean violinist, Kim Su-bin!]

[The youngest winner, 13-year-old Kim Su-bin!]

[The real Gray Bani?! The youngest winner violinist Kim Su-bin!]

-Wow. That’s amazing.

-Kim Su-bin? I’ve never heard of him. Did he not participate in many competitions?

=He was in the ATR Competition when he was in 6th grade. He won first place there too.

=He went to New York after four yearsTalented

As the people who were interested in the violin and the people who were curious about the ‘youngest winner’ increased, and the people who became interested in the violin again because of the news of [Over the Rainbow 2], the views of the articles started to rise.

Where there were views, there were reporters.

They dug up information like hyenas looking for prey.

“Anything?”

“No. Nothing.”

The news of the ATR Competition win was already old.

“He should have arrived in Korea by now… Do you think he’ll do an interview? His school is Masilcho, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then let’s contact them.”

If an entertainment reporter had heard that, he would have shaken his head, saying it was hard to get through there.

It was because they were very strict about personal information protection, since it was the alma mater of the actor Lee Seo-jun and his friend Park Ji-o, the athlete.

“Uh?! Senior! It’s out, it’s out… Huh?”

“What? Is it out or not?”

The junior reporter’s vague ending made the senior reporter quickly stick to the monitor.

It was a post that someone had written.

[Title: Is this Kim Su-bin’s story???]

A concerto for violinist Su-bin Kim and actor Seo-jun Lee./>-Cooper reporter

…But why is Seo-jun here??

???

The junior reporter and the senior reporter blinked their eyes