Chapter 992: Humble Or Clueless?
"See, you've really become naggy," said Hyson in disbelief.
"Scram!"
Hyson pursed his lips but still ended up laughing. "Oh, you're still the same. Thanks for the reminder."
He suddenly stopped laughing when he heard someone playing piano. He paused and listened to the melody attentively. It sounded really light at first but slowly, it was going towards a dark path. The sadness in that tune was suddenly oppressive as if engulfing everything and everyone within.
"Hyson!"
Hyson snapped back to reality when he heard Raelle's voice and asked, "Huh? What happened?"
"That's what I'm asking, what happened? Why aren't you saying anything?"
"Oh, someone is playing the piano. I just lost myself in the music," he told her.
"Then I'm hanging up now. Since you lost yourself in the music, you'd definitely want to see who is playing."
Hyson smiled at how much she knew him. "Bye!"
Raelle hung up and he breathed out before walking around to follow the sound of the piano. He had come out of the set where they were shooting for the phone call and was currently lingering around the periphery of set 2. And since the sound of the piano was coming from here, he followed it and found a room with the piano. He couldn't see who was playing from where he stood in front of the window. So, he moved around and finally saw the person.
He couldn't help raising his brows when he saw the person who was playing the piano. It was a young boy. Probably 8 or 9 years old. He didn't look older than that but his posture and the way his flexible fingers danced over the keys showed that he wasn't an amateur. Well, since he got Hyson to immerse himself in the piece he was playing it showed that he wasn't an amateur by any means.
Looking at him concentrating on finishing the piece, Hyson was left staring at him attentively. Or perhaps, through him, Hyson was looking at himself. The young Hyson, who used to play the piano.
The young Hyson was way too lonely in life and found solace in music. But at the same time, the same Hyson hated piano very much. He was also a little kid back then. Sadly, he was a kid who didn't have dreams or ambitions. He was just a lonely soul.
It was Raelle's entrance into his life that truly inspired him and ignited the passion inside of him to compete.
When the boy finished his piece, Hyson clapped without any hesitation. The boy looked up and saw Hyson standing outside the second window looking at him. The boy was surprised for a moment before he smiled at him and stood up to give a perfect bow making Hyson chuckle softly. He held the sill of the window and jumped inside. Well, going around to the door was a hassle so he chose the easier way.
"You're good. No, you're very good," complimented Hyson.
"Thank you," replied the young boy in his clear voice. He was young but his eyes were very clear and gentle.
"Hope you don't mind that I was eavesdropping," said Hyson.
The young boy shook his head, "I don't mind. It's nice to have an audience. Especially ones who appreciate my talent."
"Oh, trust me, anyone would appreciate this level of talent. Are you from the Junior Piano Association? Who is your teacher?"
The boy looked at Hyson and told him, "I'm not part of the Piano Association."
"No?" Hyson was surprised.
"No, my teacher is my mom. I learned to play the piano from my mother since I was young."
"You aren't that old now either," said Hyson. "What a coincidence though! I also learned the piano from my mother. She loves the piano."
"Mine does too," replied the boy. "She rarely plays it though."
"So does mind," said Hyson as he looked at the young boy with an inexplicable gaze. It wasn't his fault. This coincidence was too much. He shook his head as he walked to the boy's side as asked, "What are you doing at this set though?"
"Oh, I have a role to play," said the boy. "A small cameo where I have to play this piece of the piano. I'm not able to adjust the emotions yet."
"You sure about that? It sounded very good to me," was Hyson's honest opinion. "You shouldn't be so hard on yourself. I think you have done an impeccable job."
"Thank you. That's very nice of you." He took a pause and looked at Hyson's face deeply before saying, "I think I have no need to ask why you're here. I have seen you before."
"Oh, am I that popular? I didn't know."
"Are you being humble or clueless?"
"I think I'm clueless for real," said Hyson.
The young boy seemed to have believed him as he said, "No wonder I liked you the moment I saw you."
"Huh?" Hyson was confused.
The young boy stretched out his hand towards him as he introduced himself, "Hello, I'm Chen. I think we'll have fun working together."
Hyson suddenly recalled that the movie he just signed had a young actor whose name was Chen. His manager told him to get familiar with this young actor but he had no time these days to learn anything about this person and now they stood in front of each other where the boy could recognize him but he couldn't. How shameful!
But considering his thick-skin, Hyson got over it very soon as he said, "Oh, so you're Chen. My manager sang too many praises of you that it got me really curious. Now, that I'm seeing you, I understand why the director even invited me to join the crew."
It was clearly because they had the same expressions and a slight resemblance. And seeing how they both played piano, he thought they were definitely bound to play the same role. It wouldn't be that difficult to believe he was the older version of this young boy named Chen.
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