Chapter 147: Haesong (3)

Chapter 147: Haesong (3)

Chapter 147 Haesong (3)

As Arsen took out his phone, Go Hoon spoke with concern.

Dont push yourself.

Youve been talking nonsense since earlier. Im Henri Marso. I can.

Im not telling you to judge.

Go Hoon cut off Henris words.

Im not saying youre not qualified to judge. I just want to talk about art with you.

The boy didnt want Henri Marso to be stubborn and overdo it again.

He hoped he wouldnt torture himself like he did when he had a signing event in New York.

I meant dont push yourself and take on judging when you have other things to do.

Go Hoon shrugged his shoulders.

Henri Marso glared at Go Hoon, and Arsen opened his mouth.

What should we do?

Henri waved his hand to signal him to stop, and Go Hoon nodded.

He could talk about art with Henri Marso anytime, even if he didnt judge.

If you want to show me your work, just let me know. You can call me too.

Go Hoon was amazed that the guy who never listened to him on the show was telling him to call him anytime.

He felt sick when he offered to do something that he wouldnt even get if he begged.

Dont joke.

You dont like it?

Of course not!

I want to talk a lot about art with Marso.

Henri Marso widened his eyes and gritted his teeth.

He was absurd that the guy who hurt his pride even after he showed him kindness was now saying he wanted to talk about art.

Then why dont you do it?

What?

Judge.

What does it matter to you whether I do it or not?

It would be a hot topic if Marso did it. The writers would be less resistant too.

Dont flatter me.

Henri Marso didnt want Go Hoon to flatter him like the others.

Is it a problem with your personality?

This kid has been saying personality, personality! Whats wrong with my personality!

You get mad when I ask out of curiosity. You say Im flattering you when Im being honest. Dont you think its a problem with your character?

Go Hoon didnt back down, and Henri Marsos thin patience reached its limit.

Are you crazy? Do you think youll be safe after treating me like this?

Im not crazy.

What?

I went to a psychiatrist with my grandfather. They said Im normal.

What are you talking about?

Im not crazy.

Henri Marso was speechless at Go Hoons calm attitude. He didnt know what to do but breathe.

Thats not what Im talking about!

Dont get excited and calm down. The conversation keeps going in circles. So why dont you do it?

Huh.

A laugh escaped from Michel Platinis lips.

It was the first time he saw Henri Marso being at a loss by someone other than his mother Sherry Gado and himself.

The two people who were having a pleasant conversation were just cute.

Henri Marso shook his head.

Lets stop talking.

I want to talk.

I dont.

When did you ever bother me when I liked it?

When did I!

You did. You kept coming in and interrupting me on the show.

Interrupting? Did you even care about me?

Is that why you were upset?

Its a lot, but cant you find a hundred people?

All the decent people are dead.

Why?

Go Hoon was shocked.

They died of old age.

The rest are trash. Either they call themselves artists and produce crap, or they just clap for whoever is famous.

Go Hoon, who had met many great artists besides his grandfather, such as Jang Mirae, Henri Marso, Fernando Gonzalez, and Baek Dongjun, found it hard to accept.

There are also people who make great works.

Go Suyeol must have only shown you those things.

Henri Marso responded sarcastically.

Its not like there are only trash. The critics are the same. The problem is that you have to find them among the 99 garbage.

Go Hoon was lost in thought.

The art he had seen so far was either masterpieces exhibited at the national museums or carefully selected works from prestigious festivals like the Whitney Biennale.

The boy nodded as he recalled what his grandfather and aunt had worried about.

That could be true.

Marso is just too biased. There are young artists with a purpose. And critics too. Its just hard to find the right people for the schedule.

Michel added an explanation.

So, to sum up, you want to solve the problems that arise in the judging process by increasing the number of judges, but its hard to find that many people?

Yeah.

Henri nodded.

Then how about voting?

Henri Marso raised his eyebrows at Go Hoons suggestion.

What are you talking about?

Its for the sake of showing it to the art lovers anyway. Isnt it better to let them choose? I think I can accept that kind of method.

Well, it sounds like a good idea, but the association wont accept it easily. Its their right too.

No.

Henri stopped Michels words.

Rather, thats better.

He thought the same as Go Hoon.

He thought it was more meaningful to let the public decide who was better than to find reliable people with difficulty.

The original idea of forming a hundred-judge panel was to gain credibility by gathering subjectivity for art that could not be objective, so it was more reasonable as the number increased.

Michel also thought for a moment and nodded.

Now that I think about it, the orchestra competition also used fan voting last year.

"The orchestra competition?"1)

Dont you know?

Yes.

Its a festival that the World Classical Music Association holds every four years, and it was the second time last year.

Go Hoon nodded.

The first time, they matched the ratio of the judges and the fan votes, but last year they ranked them by 100% fan votes. The public reaction was better.

As he tapped his glass and pondered, Henri Marso reached out. He took the phone from Arsen and called somewhere.

Who are you calling?

Chairman Shebasson.

Michel was surprised at the name of the chairman of the French National Art Association.

Its so late, why are you calling?

Michel checked the time and stopped Henri.

It was barely 1 p.m. in Seoul, so it must have been very early in the morning in Paris.2)

Soon, the bewildered voice of Adil Shebasson came through the phone.

-Huh? Mr. Marso?

Stop forming the judges.

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1)A orchestra competition that the World Classical Music Association hosts every four years.

The top 12 orchestras that passed the preliminaries travel around their home cities for a year and compete to determine the best orchestra.

*A global event in the world of <Reborn Beethoven> and <Reborn Van Gogh>.

2)When its 1 p.m. in Seoul, its 5 a.m. in Paris.