Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 145

Hyung, Am I Cute? 145

Composition.

Anyone can handle the melodic parts, not just the chords.

Creation is open to everyone.

Of course, composing something commercially successful and popular isn’t easy.

But everyone has experience composing for fun, just humming along.

It’s the same in daycare.

“Siha!”

“Siha!”

The twins grabbed Siha’s arms.

It looked like he was being taken into police custody.

Siha tilted his head as he was dragged to the piano.

“Ah?”

He wondered what was going on and looked back.

The teacher watched, curious about what the twins were up to today.

Seungjun pointed at the piano and said,

“Siha, we’re going to make a cheer song.”

“Yeah! Make a song!”

“Cheer?”

Seungjun had been watching soccer at home and saw the audience singing cheer songs.

So he wanted to make his own cheer song.

“We’ll make it with the piano. Sing it when I kick the ball.”

“Hana too! Hana too! Will sing well!”

Hana just liked singing.

Siha didn’t know what it was, but he was curious and joined in.

The three children sat side by side on the piano bench.

When the lid was opened, the neat arrangement of white and black keys was revealed.

Ttong-ttang. Ttong-ttang. [Sound of someone randomly hitting piano keys]

Haphazard playing without chords.

“Victory is ours!”

“Victory is ours!”

“Ahhh!”

The teacher listened to Seungjun’s lyrics with a pleased smile.

“Oh~ Certain victory! Juun!”

“Oh~ Certain victory! Juun!”

“Ahhh!”

Siha… you’re supposed to sing the lyrics…

Why are you just shouting ‘Ahhh’…

But Siha steadfastly added the chorus.

If Sihyuk were here, he would think he was faithfully playing the role of seasoning to spice up the cheer song.

“Wow! Perfect!”

“Oppa, the piano sounds weird?”

“Huh?”

The melody was strange, but Seungjun smiled contentedly, saying ‘Goro-chwi, goro-chwi’ [Korean slang for ‘That’s right’, or ‘Good’].

“It sounds weird.”

“No! That can’t be!”

“The melody is strange.”

Because the piano was a mess.

At that moment.

The daycare door opened and a woman appeared.

“Hello. I’m here to volunteer today!”

“Ah?! Ribbit!”

“Hello, Siha.”

Seo Suhyun waved to Siha.

The twins were also happy to see her and gathered around Seo Suhyun.

“Suhyun noona [Older sister figure]! Hello!”

“Suhyun unni [Older sister figure]! Hello!”

“Yes. Hello! Long time no see, right?”

Seo Suhyun greeted the three, and the other children looked over to see what was happening.

It was Seo Suhyun, the noona/unni who was good at singing and whom they had met at the cafe before.

“But what are you doing? I heard the piano earlier.”

“I played the cheer song!”

“Hana sang!”

“I see… But cheer songs aren’t really for the piano. You have to use something else!”

The three tilted their heads.

Seo Suhyun found their expressions so cute that she burst out laughing.

Siha said.

“Guitar?”

“Yeah. A guitar is good, but Nanta [Korean non-verbal performance incorporating traditional Korean percussion] is the best!”

“Nanta?”

“Yeah. Um… It’s about hitting drums like crazy. Do you know drums?”

“Drum? Ahhh! Book! Book!”

“No. Not that ‘book,’ but drum…”

Seo Suhyun thought it would be faster to show them than to explain, so she took out her phone.

She immediately played a Nanta video for the children.

The children were amazed and moved their bodies to the rhythm of Nanta.

“You can easily make a cheer song with this. It’s easier than the piano, right?”

Everyone shook their heads.

That’s because many people were hitting the drums incredibly fast in perfect sync.

“This is too fast. You can do it if you play it slowly.”

At that, the teacher snapped her fingers.

Snap.

Finally, a task was created for today.

That is to provide music education when children are interested.

Moreover, Nanta can easily consume physical strength.

Two benefits.

But there was also a disadvantage: it was hard on the ears.

“Excuse me, Suhyun-ssi [Honorific title] .”

“Yes?”

“We happen to have drumsticks and drums.”

“You have drumsticks and drums?”

“Yes! Was it the year before last? The ones the children used before are still in the warehouse. Can you watch the kids for a moment? I’ll bring them right away.”

So the teacher brought the drums.

Small drums suitable for children.

They were in a bag, so there was no need to wipe them.

The teacher took out the drums one by one.

“Okay! Then today, let’s learn Nanta from Seo Suhyun, our special one-day teacher!”

“Yes? Me?!”

“Then who else would do it? I don’t know Nanta well.”

“You did it the year before last…”

The teacher shook her finger.

“It’s the rule that you forget everything after the exam.”

“No. What is that…”

“Try it. It’s kind of fun.”

“Um… I understand.”

Seo Suhyun cleared her throat once.

The children were looking at her with sparkling eyes.

She felt a little burdened by that and grabbed the drumsticks.

“Ahem. Then, before we make a cheer song, shall we do a little Nanta? Okay. Hit here, dugudugu [onomatopoeia for drum sounds].”

Dugudugu.

“Faster and faster.”

Dugudugudugu.

“The fastest!”

Dugudugudugudugudugu.

The children were excited and beat the drums enthusiastically, finding the increasingly fast rhythm fun.

“Okay. Stop~”

But the children were already out of control.

The fast beat had the power to prevent people’s bodies from stopping at will.

Seungjun was already drunk on Nanta, shaking his head up and down and moving his arms quickly.

Hana next to him was turning a millstone.

A unique shape of scraping the edge of the drum with a drumstick.

Siha just couldn’t keep his feet still because he was excited.

His hands hit the drums, and his feet hit the ground.

He was doing Nanta with his whole body.

Dodo-dodo.

‘Um, Siha? Where did the drumsticks go?’

Seo Suhyun decided to match the children’s enthusiasm.

There will be a moment when it cools down.

After gently loosening her throat, she pulled out a savory melody and played Nanta.

“Shall we go to Jongno~ Shall we go to Yeongdeungpo~ Shall we go to Gangin University instead~ Chuchut [onomatopoeia]. Chuchut.”

The director and teacher Yoo Dahee burst out laughing at the unexpected song.

The children didn’t care and enthusiastically shook their arms to the song.

***

After calming down for a while.

Seo Suhyun was trying to teach a proper cheer song.

Of course, Seo Suhyun didn’t know it well either.

“Then let’s make a cheer song with each of your names. Seungjun did a really good job. Let’s all follow along together?”

Doong! Doong! [Drum sounds]

“Oh~ Certain victory~ Juuun!”

Everyone was excited and followed the cheer song in four beats.

“It’s easy to make it like this, right? Everyone, make your own cheer song lyrics that you like. Hana, would you like to try?”

“Woong… Hana is…”

She tapped the drumsticks, as if a good idea had come to mind.

“We will become one, Hana~”

As expected of twins, she puts her name in the lyrics.

It was clear that other children would follow suit.

Seo Suhyun looked at Siha.

“Siha. This.”

“Huh? What are you going to do?”

“Hyung [Older brother figure]. Hero! Cheer!”

“Oh~ I see. Then the lyrics should be ‘Hyung Hero cheers you on!’ right?”

“Ahhh!”

Jongsu also showed off his lyrics.

He used ‘champion’ to show off his knowledge.

“You are! Champion~ You are! Champion~”

Jaehwi next to him claimed his lyrics in a small voice.

“The completion of fashion is the face.”

Everyone is doing what they want for now…

Seo Suhyun nodded and decided to do it all one by one.

She tapped the drumsticks and sang each lyric in order.

“Oh~ Certain victory~ Juuun!”

“We will become one, Hana~”

“Hyung Hero cheers you on!”

“You are! Champion~ You are! Champion~”

“The completion of fashion is the face.”

The lyrics felt like they made sense in a subtle way, but not really.

Anyway. That’s how each cheer song was completed.

“This is called a hook. If you complete the hook well, people will only remember that.”

She explained it enthusiastically, but everyone was so absorbed in their own cheer songs that no one listened.

Seo Suhyun, who was full of energy, felt like crying for some reason.

She already felt exhausted.

At that moment.

“What are you doing here?”

“Huh?! Oppa [Older brother figure]?”

It was Sihyuk’s appearance.

Siha found Sihyuk and ran to him, hanging on his leg.

But he couldn’t ignore gravity and slid straight down.

“Siha, what are you doing?”

“Hyung. Cheer!”

“Huh? Were you cheering for Hyung?”

“Ahhh.”

“As expected, our Siha is good at being supportive, right?”

“Ahhh.”

Siha took his place to show Hyung the Nanta he had learned.

“Hyung.”

“Yeah. Okay. I’m watching.”

“Hyung! Hero! Cheer!”

“That’s right! Good job!”

Sihyuk’s reaction was somewhat old-fashioned.

Siha is encouraged by the praise and beats the drums, doong-doong-doong [drum sounds].

Sihyuk nods at the sight of him stomping his feet.

Looking at Seo Suhyun.

“Suhyun-ah [Term of endearment]. Siha is really good, right? Look at him stomping his feet. It’s tap dancing.”

“Oppa…”

Her expression said, ‘What nonsense are you talking about?’

But Sihyuk insisted.

“You know. There are geniuses in the world.”

“There are.”

“If you teach him one thing, he knows ten. How can Siha realize tap dancing when he was only taught Nanta? Isn’t he a genius?”

“That’s not tap dancing. If I had to say, isn’t it just running in place?”

“Tsk tsk. What do you know? Originally, ordinary people can’t understand geniuses.”

“Then are you a genius, Oppa? Do you understand that?”

Seo Suhyun looked at him in disbelief.

Sihyuk shook his head unexpectedly.

“No. I can know because I’m Hyung. Look at that. Siha’s eyes turned into crescent moons because he’s so happy.”

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