Devil's Music

When Sun Lin heard the news about the case, she tried to send Byeong-jun. However, he refused to leave the practice all day because he was sorry to Byeong-jun who would be left home alone, and in the end Fantasy decided to only do the role of scheduling interviews for reporters. Instead, if he made a subsequent debut, Sun Lin was very satisfied just by verbally agreeing to sign a contract with Fantasy in Northeast Asia.

Three days passed and Julius' fall semester finally began. Having a simple handwriting kit on Haku's hard case led me to school. The journalists all went back, but the fact that they saw the surrounding fans surrounding the school arrived in front of the school, a large number of female fans shouted.

“Kiyaaaaaah!!! ”

“Kay! Kay! I need some help here! ”

“Kay! Kay! Kay!”

Unlike Asian fans, no American fan girl with a mature fan culture stood in the way of the case. I just stood by the front door of the school and yelled at the case. Thanks to such a fan culture, I stopped at the door and posed as if to take a picture. A camera flash exploded from everywhere and posed for more than 5 minutes and waved his hand into the school.

Even in school, the situation was the same. Since they were students in one school, and they were all called geniuses in instruments, songs, etc., no student asked them to sign or take a picture, but they were all looking at it with the eyes of their desire. Juliand's first day starts with all the other students in the hall listening to the professor. It was also the only other day in school life that usually consisted of 1: 1 lessons and private practice with professors.

The excitement of the case at the first semester opened the classroom door again. Unlike during the first semester of class, students who were friendly with each other were gathering and chatting. When the case came through the back door, it was quiet. They all focused on the case, and the case scratched their backs as they looked at the students.

“Oh · · · How was everything? ”

When I awkwardly raise one hand and greet him, some students waved their hands without knowing it, and they were furious and lowered their hands. As Gun continued to focus on himself, he was embarrassed or sadly sat in the back seat. Gun sat alone with no one around him as if he were separate from the students. It was hard for everyone to sit there, muttering to themselves. At that moment, the man with black hair sat next to the gun. The gun flashes sideways.

“Fabio! It's been a long time. ”

The black-haired man was Fabio Marcheti who played the guitar when he played the aspiration in the studio class. Fabio smiles and says, "I'm glad you're here."

“Wheeeek, I knew you were unusual, but I didn't expect you to be this famous for three months on vacation, Kay. ”

The gun faces down on the table and smiles.

“Yeah, I didn't think it was going to be like this. Thanks for pretending to know, Fabio. It was actually a very awkward situation. ”

While Fabio and the case were talking about something like this during the vacation, the front door opened and Professor Sharon came in. As soon as Sharon opened the door, he turned around and looked around at the students in the classroom. Among them, Sharon smiled and stood in front of the classroom.

“How was your vacation, everyone? ”

“Yes ~ ~"

“The vacation is too short, isn't it? ”

“Yee-haw! Woo!"

Sharon smiles and adjusts the remote control, which lights up the big screen behind him and brings up the presentation screen. Sharon left the church and said, standing in front of the screen.

“Since you've already been through this at the beginning of the last semester, I'm sure some of you have noticed that I'm throwing a mission at you at the beginning of the semester. ”

“Woohoo ~ ~ ~ ~”

Students were playfully expressing themselves rather than feeling tense during the first semester because it was the second semester. Sharon adjusted the remote control with a smile on the students' natural changes.

Second Mission.

Sharon pointed to the article on the screen and said to the students.

“I've seen a lot of hard-working students during one semester and one vacation. As I lived in the school practice room during the holidays, I saw one student. It's time to bear a little fruit for your efforts. It's also the beginning of your career. ”

Sharon adjusts the remote once more, and a new letter appears on the screen.

‘Prove your worth. ’

Sharon said as the students tilted their heads in ambiguous sentences.

“It's simple to say. that I've been practicing for the last six months. It's not a student mission. We will introduce a team that will be able to participate as a Session Member to suit each student's skills. Of course, it's up to you to be a member. You have to audition. ”

Sharon explained as he went back and forth from the screen.

“Whether you become an orchestra, an opera, or pop music. Whether the record is named Session Member or on the tour concert. This semester's assignment is to create students' first careers on the line you can. ”

The students who were listening to Sharon were in a state of panic.

Sharon added an explanation to the students who were embarrassed.

“Don't panic, it doesn't mean you have to find it yourself and audition. I'm going to introduce you to some professors where you can get some help. If you fall out of the audition, we'll introduce you to another place. But every time you fall out of the audition, you're going to lose points, right? ”

A student raised his hand. When Sharon pointed out, another student stood up and asked.

“Do you also approve of sessions at pop musicians' tour concerts? ”

Participation in the Pop Musician Session for Julius' student was a relatively easy question. Sharon nods.

“Yes, it is. of course, grades will be divided depending on what role they play. ”

The student asked again.

“So, will you score more on producing music than on tours? ”

Sharon shakes his head.

“That's not it. If you play a big role in the tour, you can still score higher than the record. For example, the guitars used in orchestras are sometimes older than teenagers, right? If you play lead guitar among other things, you get a higher score than the chorus guitar. ”

“Even if you take part in the recording, you can't keep up with the percentage of lead guitar on the tour? In short, the scores will be divided according to how much you participate. ”

This time another student raised his hand. When Sharon looked up, he woke up and said,

“So, are the scores divided according to the fame of the musicians participating in the Session? ”

Sharon nods.

“Of course, the sessions of the first record producer and the sessions of already famous musicians will be different from the audition difficulties. ”

“And if you choose a musician to audition for yourself and you pass, we'll give you a plus score. Got it? Any more questions? ”

Sharon gave me a moment to look around the students. The students murmured, but did not ask any more questions. Sharon picked up the documents and said,

“Okay, if you have students auditioning in person, please come to the classroom within a week. Other students will have two weeks to decide where their professor will audition. So I want you all to do your best for your first career. That's all for today. ”

Sharon waved his hand and immediately left the classroom, the room became noisy.

“Oh, my God, what is this? ”

“Oh, I wasn't practicing when I was on vacation in Dominica! ”

“I thought your first semester mission was crazy, but this semester is even worse. Wow. ”

Fabio, who was sitting next to the case, also said, touching his temples to see if it was a problem.

“Hah, what's this? I can't even feel it. I don't think I'm going to score for joining a local band. ”

Gun smiles, putting a handwriting device on Haku's hard case. Fabio said as if he remembered seeing him smile.

“By the way, Kay! You know Kay and the famous musicians, right? Can you introduce me? ”

As Gun stares at Fabio, he smiles and says with an awkward look.

“Ah, Santana, Marilyn Manson, Tim Button." That's not an area I can touch, haha. I just need to go to the place you gave me. ”

When Fabio realizes it for himself, he wakes up smiling. Fabio looks at what's happening and asks.

“Are you going to find Kay yourself? Which way are you going with the musicians? The opera or the orchestra? ”

Gun smiled out of the classroom.

“Well, I'll think about it. I'll see you around, Fabio. ”

Gun stopped by Sharon's classroom for a cup of tea and left the school. Just in case, one of the masks I had prepared was going past Dante Park to go home, thinking about various aspects of Sharon's mission.

"Aye, if I'd done it with Director Tim Button now, I'd have gotten an easy score. Too bad. ’

Gun tastes again, goes into the house, picks up Logan's bread and milk from the refrigerator and sits in front of the PC in the bedroom. The phone rang when I searched the news with bread in my mouth.

“Oh, Shihua. ”

“Brother, where are you? ”

“Huh? Home. Why? ”

“Can I make a video call? ”

“Yes, you can. ”

“I'll do it again. Take it. ”

“Yes”

As Gun looks at the mirror on his desk and touches his head for a moment, a video call is made. When I picked up the phone and answered the phone, I remembered the face of a full screen poem.

“Queahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!! ”

When I opened my round eyes to the shock of the alarm on the phone, Xihwa smiled playfully and illuminated himself. The place on the screen was a Shihua school, and girls in uniform were in a commotion. As the gun smiles and waves its hand, a louder shout rises. After expressing that he said something, but it was so loud that he couldn't hear it with his hands, he hung up on the video call again.

“Hello?"

“Brother!"

“Yes, what is it? Isn't it time for dinner? ”

“I'm in high school, palm time. ”

“Oh, you did? ”

“Yes, I did it because my friends wanted to see you. ”

“Oh, yeah, well done. ”

“Hyung, Hyung, are you a celebrity now in America? ”

“Yes? Who told you that? ”

“They all say that. Why do I go to school when I'm that popular? ”

“No, I'm going to keep going to school, and I don't want to be a celebrity yet. ”

“Oh, really? Okay, can I tell Ju-hee? ”

“Yeah, I don't care, I told you in the interview. ”

“Okay, I'll call you back! ”

“Yes!”

When I hung up the phone, I smiled as I watched the liquid turn off. After finishing drinking the remaining milk, I went to Korea's portal site for a while and the doorbell rang while searching for news.

“Huh? Who are you at this hour? Wait a minute!”

The case that came down to the first floor opens the door.

“Huh? Philippe? ”

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