Devil's Music

The next morning, a group of white and black guards came to the base camp of the Himalayan singing team. They make sure that there are no dangerous goods around the camp, and start checking up on the hills and even the trees where the camp can be seen. With the telescope in hand, the head of the security team sent a radio with a view of the mountains in every possible range and the guards were positioned two meters apart.

I intuitively felt nervous when I saw that it was time for President Herald Winston to come to the front of the camp. The cameras were all sitting in chairs set up outside with the guns after they put the cameras in the camp. Gun looks nervous and looks at the guards.

“Brother quartz. Who's President Harold? I haven't been discharged in a while. ”

Young stone also held out his hands as if he were nervous.

“Known to be the most unlikely president of the United States. It's not easy to get a president like that out of the United States of America, but there's a lot of talk about him being deposed during his tenure as a corrupt president and being re-elected so quickly. But experts say the next president would have been him, even if he wasn't. ”

“Why is that? ”

“He's not a famous man in the financial world. I was a human rights lawyer. He was also the head of a group of lawyers protecting black people's rights. Not only that, but they were also supported by Hispanics and Asians. It was a famous anecdote that President Harold wrote on the news channel during his lawyer days that everyone in the United States should be treated fairly. ”

“Hmm, I see. ”

“Anyway, you'd be very good at saying you're from a lawyer. And I know you used to be in a band in college. ”

“Yes? The president has a band? ”

“Hey, were you president from the start? He had a childhood, too. ”

“Wow, what was the position in the band? ”

“I don't know. Ask me when you get a chance. By the way, when the president arrives, do we need to get permission to shoot? Do you promise?”

“Hehe, what are you going to do? ”

“I'll buy you anything you want to buy at the meeting in Seoul! ”

“Oh, what's that? You said you'd buy it. ”

“What do you want? Do you want me to root out the station's column? ”

“Heehee, my brother donates too. ”

“What? Hey, do I have to do that with a salary like a rat's ass? ”

“No, not the big one. Why is that a regular donation of 30,000 won a month? ”

The marble looks at the case with a fresh eye. He smiled for a long time and faced the rock with his eyes said.

“Is it better to see you do something for someone than to do something for you? ”

I shaken my head as if it weren't a gun.

“Not at all. I'd rather buy something for myself than someone else. But it's different now. because I've seen the pain of these people. Do me a favor after you leave Nepal. Haha”

“Oh my... Okay. 30,000 won a month, no big deal, no tax breaks. I tried anyway. After coming here and seeing these people, I wonder why I haven't done it so far, Cole! So we have a deal? ”

“Haha, your brother. ”

Thanks to the stone, I can see the luxurious generation coming in from afar, relaxing and smiling. He said he saw the American flag flying on the car's bonnet.

“I think he's coming, bro. ”

As marble swallows its saliva and looks around, it is clear that the guard's vigilance is strengthening. He sees President Harold Winston waving his hands at reporters as he gets out of the car. He was very bright in his early 50s, wearing gold trimmed glasses on his blonde hair and a red outdoor instead of a suit.

When President Harold sees the incident in front of Base Camp, he shifts and makes swift strides, and so does the close-knit guards who are attached to him. President Harold smiles with his hands wide open, starting a decade ahead of the gun.

“Oh! Kay! Nice to meet you!”

The gun reached out to shake his hand, but he held the gun tightly in both hands. Gun looks a little puzzled and smiles at Harold for a friendly gesture.

“Nice to meet you, sir. This is Kay."

Harold grabs the gun and drags it.

“Yes, I know. Come here. I wanted to meet you. ”

Harold drags the gun to a rock on the cliff where he always sings, instead of a chair. Harold, who sits on a rock unlike the president, touches the rock next to him and says,

“Here, sit down. ”

When the gun sat down, he noticed with a look on his face. Gun looked at the marble and said carefully.

“Mr. President. In fact, I'm filming a Korean talent show here... because it shoots all of my 24 hours, can I also shoot a conversation with the President? ”

Harold gives you a big nod and a big smile.

“Of course! Hahaha, it will work. We're not even talking, are we? Haha”

The case turned red and said.

“Thank you! Quartz! You can film it!”

The quartz gladly approached the camera team and received the guard's paper on a certain distance. He was the producer who urgently took out the camera holder and set it to allow access only to that location. Harold smiles and grips his hand for the sitting next to him. When Harold sees Gunn holding his hand, a warm smile spreads across his face.

“On behalf of the world, I wanted to thank you for your hard work and for your sincerity. ”

Harold looks back at you as Gun is embarrassed.

“I cried a lot when I saw an ad from Unicef that Kay shot. I cried a few times. Even during the official press conference on Nepal support, I forgot that I was the president, and I cried. ”

“Thank you, Mr. President. Your support for this ad was very helpful. ”

“Of course I did what I had to do. In my position, Kay, it was an agent who spent a long time here with you and helped you in person, but I just wanted to be with you. ”

“Thank you for saying that, Mr. President. ”

Harold looks at you with a loving expression for a moment.

“It's like you're dealing with someone who helped you with a scar. Kay is Korean, not Nepali. ”

The gun smiled and said.

“What's the need for borders to help the poor? I just want to help people who are getting their arms and legs cut off in front of me, and the children who lost their parents. ”

Harold nods deeply at the matter.

“That's a nice thing to say. You're just as cool as the music. ”

The gun opened its eyes wide and asked.

“Music? Have you heard my music? ”

Harold takes a picture out of his arms and says,

“I've been sneaking around, haha."

Harold's portrait was of a man covered in hats, sunglasses and masks brushing against a performance at the Bronx Zoo. When he saw it, he pointed at the picture and said,

“Yi, is this you? You're here to perform at the Bronx Zoo? ”

“Haha, yes. That's why I was so insulted by the secretary. I went without a bodyguard. ”

“Ah · · · haha, I hadn't thought of that. You like music, huh? You said you were in a band. ”

“That's right. I played the guitar in a social band. ”

“Guitar? What band was it? ”

“It was a copy band that used to play rock ballads. I couldn't make an original song because I wasn't good enough, haha. I'm really embarrassed to say that I was in a band in front of Kay. ”

“No, sir. It's amazing how the President of the United States plays guitar in a Society band. ”

“I don't know how surprised I was to hear Kay's song at the Bronx Zoo. If Kay was in our band then, I'd probably be in the band's guitarist, not the president, haha."

“Haha, no way. ”

Harold looks around and sees the J 200 standing in front of the camp.

“Is that Kei's guitar? You're not the White Falcon? ”

“Oh, that's an acoustic guitar. And that guitar is my favorite guitar. ”

“Okay, can you show me the guitar of Mmm-hmm? ”

“Oh, yes! It's not hard. Hang on."

The gun stood up and took the J 200 out of the case and handed it to Harold.

“Wow! It's Gibson! It's a luxury.”

Harold carefully accepts the guitar and strokes his body. As Gun looks back at what he's doing, Herald grins and starts playing with his guitar against his thigh. Herald was of a class. In a long time, I made a slight mistake, but the guitar I showed him for about a minute made me feel resilient.

“Wow, you're good. ”

Herald stops playing and smiles shyly.

“You're a disgrace to be seen in front of Julius' genius guitarist, haha."

The stone that was filming the scene made a blank face.

"The President of the United States plays guitar? That too much sunshine in front of the camera? ’

It blew up an elongated flash to make sure that the foreign journalists were watching from afar as well. Herald remarked, not caring whether his Flash baptism was familiar or familiar.

“Can we sing a song? ”

The gun opened its surprised eyes and asked.

“A song? With you? ”

“Yes, I would be honored to sing with Kay. ”

“Oh, that's not hard, but what song are you going to sing? ”

Herald considers for a moment before smiling.

“Shall we make it here? I heard you sang an impromptu song for the Nepalese. Let's see. ”

Gun said with a playful smile.

“The chief of Deurilly Village is here with the musicians. Why don't you call him and join us? ”

“Oh!! Very good! Very good, isn't it? Jam? Instant music and instant songs. I really wanted to try it. ”

The gun solidified and asked again.

“No, that's not what jam means, but... are you really... going to do it? I was joking.”

Herald stretches out his hands and goes around the Himalayan Mountains.

“How can you not sing with an instrument in this scenery? I mean it, Kay."

I thought about it for a moment and looked at the quartz. The marble nods at an incredible speed, as if to do it right away. Gun saw him and said,

“Well, the musicians will come and get you. ”

The marble raises its hand and says,

“Me! I'll get it! We're just talking! ”

It was a stone that ran into the burinake school building. A dark smile spread over Herald's mouth as he looked behind him. Herald holds his guitar by his side.

“So, shall we think about the lyrics of the song? ”

Ends in an Earthquake

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