Devil's Music

A visitor came to the blue rooftop house.

There were only two visitors, a man in his 40s who appeared to be an employee of CCTV and Tsumei. The man was having a conversation between marble and rare English, and Tsu Mae was busy trying to steal the case shortly after arriving.

“I'm serious, I'm serious! You're right in front of me! ”

Tsu Mae has just arrived outside, and when she looks at herself and waves slightly, she shyly curls up.

“Teacher! Jesus! Buddha! Thank you!”

After his English didn't speak well, he turned to see if he was frustrated.

“Gun, can you translate for me for a second? You speak Chinese. ”

Gun nodded and spoke to a middle-aged man in Chinese.

“Hi, I'm Kim Gun. None of you on the set speak Chinese, so let me translate for you. Are you okay?”

The man looks at the gun and reaches out his hand with his impressive eyes.

“Oh, Kim Gun. Thank you.I didn't know you'd actually see Kim like this. It's an honor."

Gun shakes his hand and smiles shyly.

“Oh, I'm not a great guy. Oh, let me translate. What's your name, sir? ”

The man squeezes his hand tightly.

“Yes, I'm Ryuway, Gunny. ”

Gun smiled and introduced Ryuway to the marble and began translating into the program format. The crew, sunset, and Chunho started working to prepare dinner.

After a brief briefing, he told Ryuway to clean up Tsu Mae.

“Miss Tsu Mae, right? Then you keep an eye on him with the steps. I think we should start with a video interview with Miss Tsu Mae. ”

Quartz claps his hands and shouts.

"Now, wait a minute. Keep cooking, and do what Chunho used to do. Let's just interview Tsu Mae and Gun Mae on a routine basis."

Since Gun was out preparing dinner while translating, he stood next to the usual situation where Tsu Mei sat.

Quartz took out a fishing chair, placed it in front of the usual place, sat down, and adjusted the camera angle.

"Keep the gunny off the cameras, just sit at the end of the day, and translate into Chinese. When we go on air, the question I ask, the part where I say the zmei, and the translation will go to subtitles, so make sure the audio doesn't bite."

The quartz sits next to the camera and asks Tsu Mae a question.

"Hello? You said your name is Tsu Mae. Can you briefly introduce yourself to the camera?"

When Tsu Mae looks at the case, she hurries to speak.

"No, no, don't look at it. I'm going to do an interview assuming there's nothing to do with this, so just look at the camera. Gun, tell me a story. Just keep your ears open and your eyes on the camera. From answering what you just asked me, I'll give you a strawberry."

When the gun nods and explains to Tsumei, she looks at the camera and says,

I said, "Hi, I'm Tsumei, I'm 16 years old, and I'm in the middle school of Beijing International Arts."

Since marble is a pre-mentioned part, I instructed AD to replace the school description with subtitles and asked again.

"Okay, what's your specialty?"

Tsumei stared at the camera and replied.

"Art, I'm not a college student yet, I don't have a major in detail, I'm just learning a little bit of the whole art. pure art, painting, small talk."

The marble nods and asks.

"Right. So this is Chinese art, 16-year-old Z-Mei. What made you decide to be part of Korea's talent show?

Tsu Mae looks a little dazed and puts her hands together.

"It's because of you! ”

The quartz smiled and said.

“Kim Gun's Chinese fans are famous. You've never seen Kim Gun before. How are you feeling right now? ”

Tsu Mae shakes her head.

“It's not the first time. Last time you were in China, I saw you at the airport. ”

The marble said, slightly surprised.

“Yes? Were you at the airport? I was there.”

Tsu Mei smiled and said.

“Yes, I did. PD probably didn't see me. But you'll remember me. ”

Tsumei tilted his head as he said.

“The brother who held up the girl with the head injury at Seowoodu Airport. Do you remember?”

Quartz nods and Tsu Mei points his finger at him.

“That was me. Hehe”

I was surprised by the marble and the case as well as the steps.

“Yes? Was that girl Tsu Mae? ”

Tsu Mae nods, and the rock quickly rolls its head. After briefly discussing how to solve this more dramatically in the program, he instructed AD to insert the scene of entering the airport of the event and said again.

"I see. I think you remember the case. It's a great relationship in a way. What do you think of the case up close? I hope you're a fan."

Tsu Mae's face turns red, glancing at the gun.

“Yes, yes. It's like a dream. I don't know what to say. When I stand in front of my brother, my head turns white. ”

The marble looks at Gun and Zmei and smiles with a joyful face.

“Haha, I see. It'll only be two days, but I'll take good care of it. Oh, I'm sure you've heard of it, but this is a self-sufficient craft, so even guests have to find a role to help with their work. You must also help Tsu Mae. ”

Tsumei nods loudly.

“Of course! I can do it. ”

Choonho smiled at the cute look of Tzumei, who tightly clenched her two fists, and said, wielding the ladle that the crew had cooked.

“Tsu Mae, you said you do art. Can you draw me a picture? It's so lame in here. I think you should hang the painting that Tsu Mae drew for you. Just the way we live here. ”

As the gun translates, Tsumei nods.

“Yes, you can. I got all the tools. I'll draw. No, let me draw! ’

The crew turns the ladle into a work and smiles.

“Okay, okay. Wait a minute. If you go fishing, let's eat together. You must be hungry. ”

The crew reheated the leftover miso stew for lunch, washed the rice, and made rice. Gunn helped Zmei get the art tools out of the small room, put them next to normal, and then began helping the crew cook again. Tsu Mei sits next to Choonho, smiling brightly with an unfit hand gesture.

An hour later, I could feel the sparrow returning from the sea.

“Oops!”

The crew jumps out smiling brightly as they hear the sound of a true sea breeze.

“You caught something!! We got him!! Right?"

Sunset rolls the tail of its mouth and raises a bucket in its hand.

“No, it's no big deal. He's a greenhorn. He's got four big guys. Uh-huh, do something delicious with this. ”

A crewman whistling as he sees fresh Greenlings in a bucket.

Choonho came out to watch the bucket as he sat on his guitar.

Put your hands on your waist and hold the foam as if you had fulfilled the duties of a family member.

I'm washing Choonho's sharpened knife once again.

Tsu Mae sits squatting next to such a case.

The second day of the Almighty was also approaching so late.

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