Devil's Music

< 273: The President's youngest son (1) >

Herald Winston smiles as he takes a fork in the salad of the food served.

“So, how was your time in Japan? ”

I smiled as I drank water from a glass of wine with a nice gun.

“Thank you for your concern. ”

“It was Miss Shizuka Miyawaki's activity, right? ”

“Oh, you know that, right. It was Shizuka's activity.I 'm surprised you're interested in the entertainment industry. ”

“Haha! I want to know what's connected to Kay. In Ms. Shizuka's case, even if she wasn't related to Kay, she would have been interested. She's a beautiful girl who can play beautiful piano tunes. I used to live with his music every day because my wife loved it so much. ”

“Right, huhu. I think the mistress likes music. ”

Herald Winston picks up a fork with a strawberry from inside the salad.

“My wife majored in cello at the New England Conservatory. And so I live with music all the time. ”

The case said with a slightly surprised eye.

“Oh, the mistress came out of the shadows? You mean the school in Massachusetts? I know it's one of the most prestigious schools in Luciana Suzanne and Sean Calerie, but I think you're pretty good at it. ”

Herald Winston spins a fork with a picture of a red strawberry.

“I first saw her when I was in Harvard Department of Political Diplomacy. I went to my friend at MIT to get the data, and I happened to see my wife walking down the street. And she was a woman with this strawberry smile. Half at a Glance

I proposed when I was in grad school and got married. ”

The gun nods and Herald Winston speaks.

“I gave birth to her and three sons. His first son, John, now works in the House of Representatives. The second one, Bernie, is the chief of surgery at Seattle Grace Medical. And the youngest. Hmmm."

Suddenly, he stops speaking and clears his throat and sees Herald Winston hesitating, calmly lowering his fork.

“The youngest? You don't say that because you have a job worse than the congressman and the chief of surgery? ”

Herald Winston frowns in frustration as he looks at the case.

“Oh, no! I don't mean to imply that · · · · the youngest is majoring in Contrast Base at Obelin College.”

The case made a curious face and asked after calculating into my mind.

“He's your son, and you're still a student? Your first son would be quite old if he were a congressman. ”

Herald Winston nods slightly, eventually placing the uneaten strawberries on a plate.

“That's right. He's the youngest son of his late age. I went to school because I was more interested in music than I was in studying. ”

“Hmm, I see. Obelin College is also a popular school. I hope all three of your sons are shining. ”

“Mmm-hmm."

You asked about Herald Winston, who frowns and clears his throat.

“Is there a problem? ”

Herald Winston sighs with one hand at his chin.

“Phew, maybe he looks half like my wife. You said that in Nepal, right? that I used to be in a band once. I was crazy about guitars at the time. I was distracted by the guitar and the sound it makes.

. ”

As Gunn looks back at Herald Winston, he speaks.

“The guy who majored in Contra Bass suddenly bought an electric bass guitar and went around recruiting band members. Actually, it was about five months ago when this happened, but my wife didn't tell me because she was afraid I'd be mad.

Well, by the time I found out, he'd already dropped out. ”

The gun gives you a slight lift and a nod.

“You must be surprised. So you're in a rock band now? ”

Herald Winston sighs deeply.

“Phew · · No · I've been looking for members every day, but I've been looking for them for over three months, and I can't seem to find them, because they don't have a car in their eyes.

I think his eye level is too high for his skills. ”

Gun said with a bloody smile.

“Your son seems to be doing well, huh? ”

Herald Winston smiles slightly.

“In my days as a Contra Base, even Obelin's professors had outstanding skills. In fact, I don't know if I'm good at playing the electric bass because I've been hiding from a distance. ”

“Hmm, I see. It's a different instrument, but it's got the same bass, so you'll have plenty of talent. Why don't you not worry too much and trust your son? ”

Herald Winston takes a serious look and looks at you for a long time.

“Mm-kay. May I take the liberty of asking you to do me a favor? ”

“Yes, what is it? ”

Herald Winston hesitated for a long time as he smiled warmly and reassured him.

“It's okay, speak comfortably. I have to refuse a favor if it doesn't work for me, haha”

When Herald Winston saw the smile, he hesitated a little more.

“Kay is a student, but he is already a world-class musician and knows he has connections with musicians of all genres. If you don't mind, could you recommend a band member to take my son one step further? ”

In fact, I expected him to ask me to teach his son, but I was slightly surprised to see Herald Winston do something different with him. However, I soon noticed the wide heart of the father thinking about his son.

“I knew you were a good man. ”

Herald Winston frowns.

“Yes?”

I wiped my mouth with a deep smile.

“Actually, I was expecting two things from you because you asked. One, I thought, would be a request to teach my youngest son, and the second, a request to persuade him to do a contrast base again. But you're in the room where your son is going.

You're not quick to judge the right and wrong scent. You just wanted to help your son with his path. Thank God. "

Herald Winston smiles awkwardly with a slightly shy look on his face.

“Haha... It's not a big heart...”

“That was amazing. The placenta is a parent who decides that his son is going the wrong way and starts yelling and watching. He's a wonderful enough father just by trusting his son. ”

“Haha.. Well · · · Thank you for taking good care of me. ”

Gun folds his arms, thinking for a moment and says:

“It will be difficult to work with famous musicians. I need to find someone who's a student or a young musician. But first, let me introduce you to my youngest son. You have to have the same skills to be satisfied with each other. ”

Herald Winston nods, tapping the table with his index finger.

“Of course I do. ”

The gun stared out the window for a moment before the sun came in.

“If you haven't found a band yet, it's hard to see what you're made of. ”

“Oh, no. You can see it. ”

The gun tilts its head.

“Is there a place to practice separately? ”

Herald Winston took out a yellow envelope hidden next to the dining table and took out a few photos. In the photo, there was a picture of a blonde Honam man busking in the street. When Gun looked at the photograph, he gave a curious look, and Herald Winston used his index finger.

I scratched my temple and said.

"Sorry about this · · photo. It's a sneak shot. It looks like a surveillance photo. I took this myself, so don't get me wrong. ”

The gun nods slightly, and Herald Winston shows a picture.

“He buses alone near the entrance to Kerry Park in Seattle at around 4pm every day. He was playing the guitar and the drums and the bass with his phone connected to the amp. Well, I can tell you're always there at that time, except for the weekend, so it seems natural.

There's got to be a mistake. ”

Gun takes a closer look at Herald Winston's picture. He was a blonde with a middle garma near his hair, with a hot beard from a crook to his chin to under his nose, but a pretty good-looking man who resembled his father rolled a tambourine around his feet, closed his eyes and bassed.

I was playing the guitar. He was tall enough to have long legs, but he was awkward because he didn't have fashion sense, over-fit jumpers and distroided jeans didn't match each other. Gun looked closely at the picture and asked.

“What's your name? ”

“Kevin. Kevin Winston. He's one year younger than Kay. ”

“Younger than me? Beard · ·"

“Haha, you have a lot of beards just like me. I have enough beard to shave twice a day. ”

“Oh, I see. ”

Herald Winston looks at the photograph and asks.

“Can you do me a favor? Oh, I don't want to burden you, so you're just going to have to figure it out. ”

Gun smiles, putting down the picture.

“It's no big deal. I'll do it.”

Herald Winston's face brightens as his mouth rings.

“Haha, thank you. No big deal. He's busy. I'm sorry to ask. ”

“But we can't just go to Seattle. I have work to do. I have to protect the house. I'll be back soon. ”

Herald Winston gestures.

“Of course, of course! It doesn't matter if you're late. Because it looks like he'll have to wait until the Ice Age again to save a band member who's kicking his own eyes. Just do me a favor when you get a chance. ”

“Yes, I will. ”

“Haha, oh my, this steak is getting cold. Let's reheat. ”

“Oh, I'm fine, I can just eat. ”

“Haha, then I'll just eat too. Come on, eat up. ”

When Herald Winston, who was feeling better, laughed out loud and shared a cheerful meal with Gun, Matt Wesler, the chief secretary, who was waiting outside the door of the restaurant, heard a cheerful laugh from inside the door and glared at his eyes with a cold expression. The evil door mat mutters as you twist your lips.

“I don't think you've deliberately moved on the President's will yet, so bear with it, but stay out of politics, Kay. You'd better protect the line. If you want to protect the things you love. ”

The End

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