Chapter 153
Chapter 153
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 154
Chapter Title: Any Music You Want
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"If you want, I can make any kind of music for you."
A few days after arriving in New York.
On the Claire Bennett Show, the flagship program of America's NBW network, Yeonwoo appeared alongside Olivia Snow and declared it confidently.
Claire Bennett, the most successful Black woman host from an announcer background, smiled at the boy's bold words.
"I see. Shall we hear it, then?"
At Claire Bennett's words, a prepared keyboard was brought before Yeonwoo.
Right there in front of everyone, Yeonwoo started with the chords and sequentially composed about one verse of a song.
"You made a really great song in an instant. How did you come up with it?"
"I just ate the most famous hot dog in New York. I always thought hot dogs were on a stick, like a tree branch, but in America, they call those corn dogs. I was surprised. So I turned that feeling into a song."
It was his first time learning that the whole world calls them corn dogs—except in Korea, where they're hot dogs.
"Good heavens, you made a song from emotions felt through food?"
Seeing Claire Bennett's surprise, Yeonwoo looked at her with a face that said, *Why is she reacting like that?*
"Yeah, I have a lot of songs like that. Dakgalbi, or soup, stuff like that."
"I've seen people get inspired by natural scenery to make music, but food feels special."
"Oh, I have songs inspired by natural views too."
With that, Yeonwoo demonstrated on the keyboard. It was the Piano of the Sun from before.
"I made this one watching the sunrise that day."
"What a great song. It fills the heart, brimming with hope."
"Claire Bennett must be very emotional."
"That's a compliment, right? Thanks. But it's still amazing—making a song from food. What do you think, Olivia Snow?"
"I couldn't do it. Maybe because Yuin is still young and can unleash such rich imagination."
"Could that be the reason Olivia Snow decided to collaborate with someone else for the first time?"
"That's not all. Honestly, anyone who meets Yuin would want to work with him, right? Want to sing with him, learn from him."
"Learn from him?"
"There's a saying in the East: even a three-year-old has something to teach you. But Yuin's a genius. You can learn so much. That's why I call him my master."
After exchanging such astonishing words, the two took the stage.
Yeonwoo played by the book, and Olivia Snow sang From Cracker.
Then Olivia Snow stepped back, leaving Yeonwoo alone to play star, wrapping up his U.S. TV appearances.
-Wow, insane
-He really whips up songs like that
-Nah, must've prepped it
-Even if prepped, it's impressive
-Kids, remember Yuin's only 8
-Prepped or improv, it's crazy talent anyway
-I love the composing, but that piano playing...
-The playing is pro-level, piano god
-Listened to Star while looking at the night sky? Felt like I could see stars even in the city
-Olivia Snow looks happier around Yuin than usual
-Looks like mom and son, or like she said, master and disciple
-Soulmates?
-Good thing.
-Why?
-Good music comes out
-Oh, yeah
-Wanna hear it live
-Me too
The two's TV show became a hot topic across America.
It had to be.
They got to see Olivia Snow in a fresh light and the boy's radiant talent firsthand.
Everything was perfect.
Except one thing.
"Now it's hard to go out anywhere."
Yeonwoo's face was now firmly etched in the minds of Americans.
Wherever he went, people recognized Yuin without fail.
"Even going to restaurants is tough now—more cameras, weird uncles too."
Olivia Snow looked regretful at Yeonwoo's words.
"Can't help it here. Paparazzi are crazy in this country."
"Then we should head back to Korea."
"Already?"
"New York's less fun than I thought."
"True that."
Truth be told, New York had fewer kid-friendly things than expected.
They'd already toured everything before the broadcast, so nothing left to do.
Olivia Snow nodded.
"Shall we head back, then?"
"You're going to Korea too, sis?"
"I told you. I'm staying in Korea for this whole break."
"Okay."
After finishing with Olivia Snow, Yeonwoo told his family it was time to go.
Heo Ok and Jihoon nodded readily, but Jiyeong shook her head.
"I'll stay a bit longer."
"Something come up?"
"Gonna meet some friends after so long."
Jihoon smirked at Jiyeong's words.
"Got that America fever again."
"America fever?!"
"You go nuts every time you come here."
"It's true, but it's not a fever!"
As the siblings bickered, Heo Ok sighed, and Olivia Snow, checking her phone, spoke up.
"Wanna do one more show before we go?"
"Show? What's next?"
"Today Morning Show. Singing at Rockefeller Plaza in the morning. Up for it?"
The network had floated the idea casually, buoyed by the great response to Yeonwoo and Olivia Snow.
Truthfully, they didn't expect much. Olivia Snow wouldn't take such a sudden offer.
Still, they asked.
You never know.
If she bit, jackpot.
And they hit the jackpot.
Olivia Snow, regretting ending the performances like this, snapped it up.
Of course, pending Yeonwoo's okay.
"Plaza means outdoors? Performing in front of people outside?"
"Yeah, pretty much."
"Sounds fun!! Let's do it!!"
Yeonwoo, who loved stages, didn't hesitate.
"When is it?"
"Three days from now."
"Nice."
Jiyeong frowned at the two's cool response, needing no prep.
"Today Morning Show's a huge stage. You're doing it with no practice?"
"My team's handling the setup already. Master and I just play and sing."
"So no rehearsal?"
"We've done it tons."
Jiyeong turned to Yeonwoo at Olivia Snow's calm words.
"You okay with that?"
"Practice won't make it better. This is my best."
"You?"
"I play fine without practice. Wish everyone in the world was like me."
"With billions like you, we could conquer the universe with music."
Yeonwoo replied dryly.
"If everyone only knew music, we couldn't even reach space. Need scientists, engineers, mathematicians."
"......Right."
Jiyeong shut her mouth at her utterly T-type nephew's emotionless logic.
* * *
NBW's Today Morning Show was America's iconic morning broadcast.
Its summer Morning Live performances were hugely popular.
Usually starting at 8:30, if a famous singer was scheduled, people would line up at Rockefeller Plaza at dawn.
Today was no different.
With Yuin, reigning No. 1 on Melboard Hot 100 and 200 for over a month, and Grammy Queen Olivia Snow appearing, how could they miss?
Early-rising New Yorkers staked out spots at the plaza.
Time passed, and 8:30 arrived.
Olivia Snow and Yeonwoo appeared.
Waaaaaaah!
An unbelievable crowd for morning rush hour cheered them wildly.
Yeonwoo stared blankly at the masses in his first outdoor show.
His body shivered unconsciously.
"Nervous?"
"Nah, too awesome. Best ever."
Yeonwoo said that and dashed to the piano.
"Hurry!!"
Olivia Snow chuckled at Yeonwoo's urging to start and grabbed the mic.
First stage was main, so From Cracker.
Having performed it a few times, she nailed it flawlessly, drawing thunderous cheers.
Then the second stage.
Seconds follow main directly on TV or YouTube Live.
For Olivia Snow's caliber, second goes on TV too.
Second was Yeonwoo's piano piece star.
Broadcasts usually air one to two songs, with bonus tracks two-to-three on the network's YouTube.
Lighter, fun vibe for the crowd.
Truth be told, Yeonwoo and Olivia Snow prepped zero for the bonus.
They'd just pick one of her songs on the day, vibe depending.
"Weather's pretty like sea blue, nicely warm. Master, first bonus: Tide Crush."
"Sure, sounds good."
A song depicting love surging like summer waves crashing.
Yeonwoo nodded lightly, unaware this was rare for Olivia Snow—summer as protagonist, album track that topped Melboard for 5 weeks, yet never performed live.
Fans dying to hear it live, and today, first time ever on this stage.
Yeonwoo, having heard all her songs, played piano effortlessly.
That moment, Olivia Snow fans in the crowd buzzed.
First verse.
Fans couldn't just buzz—they went wild.
Olivia Snow beamed and began singing.
Her voice, toned higher and refreshingly clear, rang beyond Rockefeller Plaza.
Nailing the first verse perfectly, she approached Yeonwoo at the piano.
Yeonwoo looked puzzled at her approach.
Then.
Olivia Snow winked and thrust the mic at him.
As question marks popped on Yeonwoo's face, she mouthed.
Sing it once.
Yeonwoo gulped unconsciously.
So flustered he nearly botched the piano, he shot her a *Why me?* look.
She mouthed again.
For the fans.
And for master.
It'll be special.
Yeonwoo hesitated, then gazed at her—suddenly glowing emerald like a fairy herself.
Feeling that light reach him, coloring him too, Yeonwoo's eyes hardened.
Yeonwoo opened his mouth.