As soon as the beautiful piece was over, there was applauses, all you could here.
Flowers being thrown on stage, one hitting my leg but I don't care, it happens every time.
I look back, my piano player looking just as exhausted as ever.
I look to the front. The judges give me a heads up that we can exit the stage.
Respectfully I bow and wait for my piano player to get up and we both exit the stage at the same time with more applauses.
We enter the lobby of the company and many people congratulate us.
We don't care, sorry I say that a lot, but all we care about right now is the scores. So if you're one that tries getting our attention, we simply don't care about the attention, we care about the scores.
Heading towards the bulletin board where they post the scores, I stop in front of it.
"Eight point nine?....What fucker gave us a eight point nine?" I drag my finger across the paper finding the name
"Choi Seungcheol....you will live under my rules" I say
The scores aren't as bad as that one performance where my bow slipped and totally cut my finger.
I went to the hospital for no reason, it was like a paper cut. Props for being famous.
Or maybe I'll recall the time I got a mobile phone thrown from the balcony at my head...
Yeah it ended up bruising the tissues under my skin and whoever the fucker was got sued.
I had ended up being cut from that competition, it was no fair, I could've played from my hospital bed?
"Excuse me...is this yours?" A man from behind said
I looked at the object. Yes indeed it is mine. The tail loop off my tail piece on my violin.
That's like impossible to break?
"Oh yes. Thank you." I say taking the tail loop and sticking it in the case that was clearly half way shut
No wonder it fell out.
"Great job playing tonight. I mean...as always" He said
"Thank you" I bow as he walks away
I've never seen him before. He must work on another floor in a different department.
Me and my piano player (Dokyeom) head back to the warm up/ dressing room.
"I almost messed up in measure thirty. Maybe he noticed my panic." I sat my violin down making sure to close the case all the way
"I think we did good like always...I mean he must've did it for a reason." Dokyeom said
"Well nothings perfect, nothing deserves a ten." I said
Even though we've gotten perfect tens.
I changed back into my regular clothes and proceeded to pack up. It was pretty late and I don't like driving in the dark.
I told off Dokyeom and headed out for the night.
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Since there are very many different genres of Jeonghan, this will be the Jeonghan we will be using in this book 💋💋
