Devil's Music

Gun left Jamaica three days after a minor accident. Nathaniel shakes his tear-watered handkerchief as he sees the plane leave.

"Please don't come back!" ’

Many angels embraced each other behind Nathaniel's tears and shed tears of joy. When Nathaniel returned to the cemetery to let him know that the case had left safely, he saw only the two vacancies that had already left, it was Nathaniel who was grumbling with his teeth, but he was very relieved.

When I returned to Manhattan, I found the school after a week of vacation. Having his face covered with a hat and mask, he hid on the building wall next to the school and looked at the school's front door. There, there were about a hundred journalists looking all over the place with their eyes wide open.

‘Ah, here we go again. Call the company and set up an interview, really. ’

When he sighed helplessly and headed to school, the journalists recognized him at a glance rushed in and pushed into the microphone.

“Kay! Rumor has it that you've been moving American hip-hop in the background this time, is that true? ”

“Why did you bring Dr. Dre back to the music world, who established himself as a businessman? ”

“Is this the person who set up Apple's business strategy? Rumor has it there's someone else! ”

“Kay, say something! ”

“Kay! Kay! ”

Gun went through the reporters without saying anything, approached the school, stood in front of the front door and turned around.

“All interviews will be conducted under the control of Fantasy. If you need an interview, please contact the company. I'm not going to say a word without going through the company. ”

After responding in the way the case had been told to Handlin beforehand, I turned around and went inside the school. Reporters shouted from behind, but as soon as I walked in the front door, I took off my hat and mask. Even though it was a vacation, students who came to the school to practice looked at the case with a lottery ticket. When I saw some girls rushing over and asking for autographs and pictures, I asked them to sign it.

“Are you a pre-school student? ”

The girls shaken their heads, drawing hearts in their eyes.

“No, I'm a student here. ”

The gun opened its eyes wide and asked.

“You're a student? What kind of autograph are you asking us to sign? ”

When the girls looked up the case without their eyes linking the horses, the gun shook their heads and gave them a sign. He did not realize that he had already become too big a star to consider it an example of being signed because he was already a student at the same school.

I was walking up the second floor stairs in the hallway with the practice room, looking for an empty practice room.

I don't suppose Professor Sharon or Professor Corelliano are here right now? Let's practice today without paying attention. ’

You hear the piano sound of a sad, empty melody in your ears as you search for an empty practice room. Even the sound of the musical instruments of many students practicing, I heard a beautiful song that glowed alone, and I followed the sound of the piano to a practice room. When I looked inside the small window at the door of the practice room, I noticed the back of a man sitting on the piano. A short-haired man covering his neck plays the piano by himself. The gun stands at the door and listens to a man play the piano.

"What a lonely, pointless play. ’

The man who was playing the piano turned his head slightly to the side as Gun felt his body submerged in the waves of emotions from the music. Seeing his side, his eyes widen and his body rests on the door.

Joe! Joe, John Lennon!!? ”

The man sitting next to the piano resembles John Lennon in his dreams. A man with round glasses and a similar hairstyle suddenly turned his head to the popularity he felt outside the door. He looks a little surprised to see him adhering to a small window on the door. The man who stopped playing and looked at the door for a moment looked at the gun's face, then jumped up and walked out loud and opened the door of the practice room.

When the door opens and you look at him in frightening eyes, the man smiles and asks for a handshake.

“K. Nice to meet you. I really wanted to meet you. ”

I looked at the hand of the man with surprised eyes and said.

“Oh · · Yes. But who are you? ”

A man touched the collar of a white dress shirt and said,

“I'm Sean Yoko Lennon. ”

The pupils of the gun shake violently.

Shaw? Shawn? The kid I saw at Lennon's house? ’

The shocked look on your face makes Shawn feel embarrassed, and he tries to let down his hand to ask for a handshake. I was furious when I saw him, shaking his hand in haste.

“Oh! I'm sorry. Haha, you look so much like your father! Ah, haha."

Shawn twists his eyebrows and asks.

“Father? I haven't told you about him yet... Oh, you recognize him because of his name? ”

Gun said with a puzzled expression.

“Ah! Yes, yes! That's right! Haha."

Shawn smiles, pointing his hand inside the practice room.

“Can I talk to you for a second? Come in.”

The gun smiles awkwardly and sits on a chair after placing Haku in one corner of the workshop. Shawn looks at him, relaxed and twists his legs after sitting on the piano chair.

“I really wanted to meet you, Kay. ”

“Oh, thank you. ”

“It was amazing. In fact, I've been watching you since you made the movie music. You may not know it, but I also went on a tour of the Pantera, not my taste. Just to see you. It was really cool.”

“Yes? I see. I didn't know. Thank you. ”

“I've been trying to meet you ever since, but you've been working on hip-hop. ”

“Ah · · · Well, it's not me moving, it's themselves moving. ”

“Haha, I don't know. That's not what the world says. ”

“Ah, that's · ·”

“That's okay, I'm not a journalist. I came to ask you a question. ”

“Yes? Question? ”

“Yes, may I ask you a question? ”

“Oh, yes, of course. ”

“Thank you. Have you ever heard of my song? ”

“Oh, I'm sorry. I've never heard of it. ”

“Yes, I understand. It's not very popular. Have you heard my father's song? ”

“Of course I've heard of it. John Lennon is one of my most influential musicians. ”

“Thank you. The question I wanted to ask was, what's the difference between my father's song and my song, but it's hard for you to tell right now if you haven't heard my music. ”

“Difference?”

“Yes, I have followed my father's trail all my life. I wanted to send a message to a lot of people. My song is more depressing than singing hope. ”

Seeing Sean with a blank expression, he speaks.

“Do you still have a vacation period? When I asked my students earlier, they said yes. Would you give me a moment, please? ”

You think about Shawn as he asks you to.

Is it fate? The child I met was now much older than me. ’

You glance at Shawn, looking at him with a grudging look on his face.

‘Return John Lennon's teachings to Sean. That would be the recognition.’

The gun nods slowly.

“I don't know what kind of help you need, but I'm here to help. However, vacation time may be imminent and may not be very helpful. ”

The gun flashes with permission, and Shawn's expression is clear.

“Thank you, Kay. You're as kind as I've heard. ”

Shawn smiles slightly.

“Actually, I came all the way here to Julius because I'm working with Professor Leontin Price. And of course, the big reason we had Kay. ”

The gun asked with a curious eye.

“Professor Leontin Price? What are you working on?”

Sean sighs and says,

“A recommendation from my godfather, Sir Elton John, has led me to perform with Julius' orchestra here. I've been preparing since the beginning of last year, but it's not easy to organize, so I'm responding. Fortunately, the orchestra's performance is not just me, but everyone else's work is going smoothly. ”

The gun nods and asks.

“I see. How many songs do you play? ”

Shawn raises his index finger.

“Just one song. I've done more than thirty songs in the last year. ”

The gun bends its chin with its hand and nods.

“The orchestra's cooperation is not easy. I've seen people do more tuning changes than that. ”

Shawn sits with his arms crossed and nods.

“Professor Leontin Price said the same thing to comfort me. But my heart is not so comfortable. I haven't had a good night's sleep in a year. ”

I asked him with a sad look on my face.

“You did. You must have been exhausted. So what's the song? ”

Shawn takes a deep look and shuts his mouth.

“Parachute, published 11 years ago. ”

I nodded my head and said this song because I had never heard it before.

“Are you organizing the entire orchestra? ”

Shawn shakes his head and sighs.

“No, I can't do that. After I composed my song to my liking, Orchestral Studies decided to provide me with a score for my song. The orchestra is worried about my music because I don't have much time left to perform. ”

The case has been briefly lost in thought. Shawn waits quietly for the matter to be kept out of the way. A moment later, the gun woke up from its seat with its eyes open.

“Okay, I'll listen to the music and study it. Where are you staying?"

“Yes, I'm at a hotel nearby. I'll be here until the show is over. ”

Gun glances down at Shawn for a moment.

“My house is close. I think we have a lot to discuss. Why don't you stay at my place? ”

Sean looks a little surprised and asks.

“Yes? At Kay's house? I'd love to, but wouldn't you be uncomfortable with me? ”

The gun smiles and gives Sean a hand. Sean takes a look at the matter and stands up, holding the case.

“I've never seen you before today. You look strangely familiar. ”

The gun smiles, holding Shawn's hand without saying anything, and he asks again with a serious expression.

“Why did you give me a home when I've never seen you before? Is it Eastern culture?"

Gun said, making a loss of consciousness.

“Just to repay the favor. And so do I, haha."

Ending Pain (1)

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