Devil's Music

< 131: Continuing Pain (4) >

When Damien Mali and NAS arrived, there was a love affair in the studio with Haley and Haley, who had never seen anything like that, but fell in love with the song. Damien folds his arms and says, looking at Gun and Haley outside the studio.

“Hey, Nas. She's in love, isn't she? ”

Nas said with a funny face.

“Yes, it looks that way. But Kay doesn't seem to care. That's a pretty bad head you got there, too. ”

Damien says with a loss of consciousness.

“Never love a man who's too good to be true. It's easy to just be a fan. ”

NAS said with a surprised expression.

“The hottie? Was Kay supposed to say that already? ”

“Of course. Look at what Kay's done so far. She's a superstar in front of her. ”

“Well, I haven't even published my own album yet. ”

“Hey, look at what that looks like. Even if she can't play without music, a model is enough star. ”

“Well, that's true. You're so handsome. ”

“Look at her face. You got a heart popping out of your eye. ”

“Huh? Hold still. Is that Haley? ”

“What? Do you know her? ”

“Oh, it's Eminem's daughter. ”

“Oh, really? ”

Nas said with a look of difficulty.

“Famous daughter fool Eminem doesn't care about her daughter, but if she's in love, it'll be an outburst of anger...”

He smiles and says that Damien is interesting.

“I'll take care of it. This has nothing to do with us, right? Let's just have some fun. Khh”

The two of them looked at each other in the studio with their arms folded. As soon as I opened my eyes to the song, I quickly left the studio to check the two waiting outside. Haley, sitting in a chair, blindly chases the gun out the back.

When he ran out of the studio, he looked at them and said,

“Oh, welcome. NAS, Damien Mali. ”

Nas grins and clenches his fist.

“Good to see you. I've never met you, but I'm familiar with your rap music. ”

Damien Marley clenched his fist as well.

“Nice to meet you, Kay. Call me Damien. I heard I could work with you, so I took a step. ”

The gun slammed into a fist and laughed.

“Thank you so much, haha. Now that Sean's gone up to talk to the others for a while, do you want us to come? ”

Nash shakes his head and says,

“They were all at the store upstairs. He didn't get far. ”

Gun said as if he had noticed something while making a curious face.

“Ah? Ah · · Right. Profit! Up we go! ”

When I arrived at the large reception room of the store on the first floor, I stared at the crowd, and they all shuffled. There was a convulsion that seemed to hold a smile on everyone's mouth. As the gun continues to stare at them, Dre steps out.

“Haha, come and sit down. You want to talk about work? Mr. Lennon, now that NAS and Damien are here, can I ask you to explain them again? ”

Shawn looks at the atmosphere as Dre forces him to sit down.

“Yes, let me explain. Mr. Nash, Mr. Damien. Have a seat.”

As NASS and Damien are seated on the couch, Sean begins to explain.

“First, let me explain the background of this work. Leontin Price, a professor of opera at Julius, had a close relationship with my father. This collaboration with the Julied Orchestra was recommended by Professor Leontin. ”

“Professor Leontin gave me a piece of music designation for my musical growth, which is a piece called ‘parachute,’ which I published in 2006, and the genre is ballad. When I handed the final tune over to the orchestra, they decided to add a collaborative score, and I asked Kay to help me out because I wasn't good enough. ”

Damien raises his hand and asks.

“Um... ballad? Then why did you call me? ”

This time there was a case.

“There are three emotions to Shawn's song. This emotion is love, fear, death, and the genre that I chose to save all of them without killing any of them. So I asked Damien for help. ”

The ice cube tilts its head.

“Love and fear and death? I mean, there are a lot of possible emotions to relate to... Why Reggae? ”

Damien smiles confidently at the ice cube.

“I found it exactly. There's nothing like reggae to express hope and love in a cruel reality. So you found me. Good job!”

Dr. Dre applauded, drawing the attention of the left.

“Okay, then I'll do the production. ”

Gun and Shawn are surprised and ask.

Dre produces? It's not an album, Dre. It's a show. ”

Dre opens his teeth and smiles.

“Yes, the show. Manhattan's not far. You can do it in a day. ”

Snoop raises his sunglasses and says:

“Leave eight words blank. I'll do the rap. ”

The gun looks back at Snoop, surprised.

The orchestra? ”

Snoop shrugs.

“What's wrong with rapping a guy who wants to take the orchestra with him? ”

Damien smiles excitedly.

“Khahaha, yeah, let's do it! This is gonna be fun!”

Sean looks at Kay and asks.

“But when are you going to start working on the choreography, Kay? ”

Gun smiled and said.

“Now we have to touch it. But there's something I need to understand in advance, Sean. ”

“Huh? What is it? ”

“Let the orchestra know. I'll deliver the orchestra music. ”

“What? You're gonna do it all by yourself? ”

“Yes, but it's going to take some time. There are so many instruments. ”

Dre said with surprising eyes.

“Kay, can you do that? Dozens of instruments. ”

The gun nods.

“It will be possible. As long as Damien trims the reggae instruments. ”

Shawn says with worried eyes.

“Well, we don't have a lot of time until the performance, but what if we don't have enough physical time? ”

Gun thought about it and said:

“So here's the deal. Deliver the crooked sheet music first, then deliver the orchestral sheet music. Why don't you compare the scores that your department has prepared later with the ones that I've devised? ”

“What? That would be a matter of pride, wouldn't it? ”

The gun shrugs and says,

“Well, I'll ask Professor Leontin Price to do that for me. ”

Sean sighs. “Yes, but don't make me look arrogant. Kay, I don't know about you, but I can't have you looking down on me. ”

Snoop stood up and said, smiling as if to not worry about the case.

“Okay, Kay, let's work hard tomorrow, and then you'll have to deal with me, right? ”

Snoop glances around the left, smiling awkwardly as his tendon sweats.

“Let's go to my house, it's not easy to get so many people together, should we have a drink? ”

Everyone stood up with a smile, but I was sitting alone with a sad look in my eyes. Eventually, the case was also forcibly transported onto the shoulder of the ice cube to Snoop's house. When the eyes of the musicians who drove their cars to Snoop's Mansion came in, they all laughed as they were tied to the back of the ice cube from Snoop's car. The gun sags and mutters powerlessly from the ice cube's back.

“Enough drinking. ”

When I came into the house on the couch, sitting on the couch, I gave up everything and drank the alcohol that was poured by the snoop, I came out on the second floor terrace to calm my dizzy head and nausea.

“Phew, I'm going to lose my film again today. ”

Damien comes to you with a bottle of alcohol as he breathes out of the terrace for a long time. Damien leans his arm against the terrace, smiling after clearing the difficult matter and looks out.

“K. You know my father, don't you? ”

He nodded, nodding as if the case were natural.

“Of course. I admire him. ”

Damien smiles bitterly.

“Yes, an esteemed musician. He wasn't a good father. ”

When Gun sees Damien quietly, Damien smiles.

“Anyway, thanks to you, I live as a musician. Maybe I'm a good father. Even though he didn't see a lot of faces. ”

“Maybe he was a bad father to you. because most people who are called gods don't have families. ”

“Yes, my father was born into music and died as a god. I too will have to follow in my father's shadow until I die as long as I play music. ”

“Do you hate your father? ”

“No, it's not. But there was too little time with him to call him Father. ”

“I suppose. You traveled the world before you died. Do you respect your father? ”

“Of course, he's a respectable musician. ”

Gun glances at Damien and takes off his heavy mouth.

“Sounds good to me.”

Damien turns his head as if to ask, but the case is already in the living room. As Damien who was left alone crawls into the living room, he picks up the bottle and drinks, revealing Dre who was hiding by the window.

“I get it. He's hurt. ”

Damien nods more without saying anything. When Dre and Damien came in from the terrace, they saw Haley and Eminem snatching their throats and smiling as they were angry that they were alone and going to Snoop's house.

The gun twitches its torso while sitting on the couch, unable to pick up its torso in between. Hailey, who was furious with Eminem for a long time, is sitting beside the gun and wiping her brow with a worrying hand. Dre sits beside Eminem, looking at the pair of them and asks.

“You two. Are you trying to connect me? ”

Eminem takes the matter and Haley seriously.

“Are you capable of bringing such a sense of son-in-law? ”

Dre turns his head, shrugging his shoulders, making Gun and Haley more faint.

“No. Haha, good luck with that. But I don't care about Kay's girl. You know, Haley could get hurt. ”

Eminem nods slowly.

“I know. That's why I always carry a gun. ”

Dre smiles and shoulders Eminem.

“Killkill, if your father chases you with a gun because your daughter is dumped, it'll be interesting news, Khhaha! ”

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