Dragon’s Legacy

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[singing] [singing]

[Oh, I've been so focused. What a great song.

[Who is she??? He has a good face and good body, but even his singing skills are so great. It seems like he's a mom. Heh]

[What other company is spreading this? It's unpleasant. I think we're shooting a music video in the woods and in the background, but you wouldn't know it. Please don't do this to yourself.]

[Ugly, ugly. Did you think you'd look okay in sunglasses? Really ugly.]

Yesterday afternoon Yumi posted a video of Yumi's song for over 20,000 views. Other than slutty sites, there were many articles that I admired for being good at singing on YouTube comments and comments on other sites, but there were occasionally some self-proclaimed experts who gossiped because of the background and some bad actors who cursed for no reason.

Judging by over a decade of Internet experience, the majority of the Acklers were men! It felt like it was coming from a speech.

“Oh my God, aren't you guys crazy? I'm sick and tired of crazy swearing. We should sue them all. ”

It's been a long time since darkness came. You light up the chandelier immediately to brighten up the café. Inside the cafe, where there was a feeling of old-fashioned castle, various members were sitting and drinking coffee, including a team that looked like a couple and a team that came to talk to each other.

Yummi followed me to the cafe after class, when Chan tried to go to the cafe with the poem. Yumi, who always sat at the table in the corner of the cafe, was checking all the comments on yesterday's videos on her tablet.

“Calm down, Yumi. ”

The poem did not feel much when I saw comments with such insults, but Yummi was excited.

“That doesn't even work. Ugh, this sucks. ”

The poem stroked Yummi's angry head.

Chan was busy making coffee and the cafe was quiet. Even though the business was good, it didn't mean that people queued up for coffee every hour. There were mostly crowds at lunch and dinner times, and now there were only a few spots left.

At that time, Asians and blonde foreigners who were invisible to Korean people entered the cafe. Somehow interesting, the poem looked at the demonstration looking at the counter.

I used to have a dull look, but now I can feel my face stiffening because I'm clearly nervous. He had mastered English perfectly by taking a pill for language acquisition. He had no burden, but in the past, he must have been embarrassed like a demonstration and his face must have hardened. I can't tell you how much knowledge, ability, and diverse experiences make me feel confident in my life. In that sense, I have to get a driver's license and buy a car, but I don't have much time.

However, as a foreigner who doesn't speak Korean well, the demonstration didn't really understand what they were saying, so he drove a little cold sweat and looked at the situation pitifully. It was the look of something asking for help.

“Wait a minute, Yumi. ”

“Where are you going, brother? ”

The poem went to the foreigners, took orders in English, and taught them where to go to the bathroom.

“Thank you, but are you from the United States? You have a good pronunciation. ”

“No, I've lived all my life in Korea. ”

The poem smiled and spoke to foreigners. Although I was good at English by taking the pill for language acquisition, I am somewhat proud to talk to foreigners as if it were so natural.

When the foreigners went to the table, the poem told the demonstrator what they had ordered. Unlike before I was indifferent, there was a bit of surprising in the demonstration's eyes.

This was the power of English in Korea. When I talk like a native speaker, even a blunt woman is surprised and makes my eyes wide open.

“Call me the next time you have a foreign guest. ”

“Thank you, boss. ”

“No problem. Take this. ”

The poem smiled at the demonstration and sat back down at the table.

“Wow, wow…. I love your English pronunciation. Much better than my English teacher. Did you go to your brother's study? ”

Yumi looked moved and said to the poet. The situation was more attractive the more I knew. Just being good at English seemed more intelligent and elegant than before.

“No, I've never been on an airplane. ”

“Really? But how can you speak English so well? ”

“Practice, review thoroughly. ”

“Oh, what is that? ”

Yumi laughed loudly at the joke of the poem. As a high school student, it was really interesting for this kind of childish humor. The footprint of high school students is too pretty.

“By the way, if you like to pronounce it in English, why don't you try singing a pop song? I think it's gonna be great. ”

“Pop songs? Should I? ”

Come to think of it, it wasn't bad. While Lee Wang Ol was also titled in English, it seemed to be advantageous in terms of the number of views to make it available to many people abroad. The more I thought about it, the better I thought. He posted a video on YouTube for experience.

After watching the comments, it was past 10: 00 p.m. one night while playing with Yumi and working at the store.

“Yumi, it's time to go home. It's already 10: 00.”

A compliment in barista costume came to Yumi to tell him if he could spare a bit. It was really beautiful because she was wearing a black pump and a shirt with a slightly noticeable chest and a compliment that was perfect for her face and body. I could use a barista model.

“I want to stay here more.... ”

Yummi is blurry about not wanting to go.

“I have to go study and wash. I have to go to school tomorrow. ”

“Hing, I want to learn quickly. I'll come to the cafe every day after I graduate. ”

Yummi, who didn't want to go for 10 minutes, finally returned home after answering his parents' phone.

After Yummi left, he sat down at the table and looked for some quests.

[Get your driver's license. EXP 100]

[Sell 20,000 records. EXP 100]

As expected, getting a driver's license was small, but it had experience, and making records and selling them accumulated experience, much like selling YouTube or books.

I also checked the TOEIC and TOEFL test schedules on the tablet and looked for microphones and laptops to record music on. I had enough money, so my laptop was thin, light and high specifications, and I wanted to buy a microphone with good recording quality. Clearly, the words of the Bible change a bit because I can afford it.

When he looked at information on the internet, he went to the site he frequented and read several articles. And then this guy's singing,], and I clicked on it.

“Ho……. ”

As it may have been, Yumi's video was posted yesterday on a site full of men's IT and sports sites.

The poem looked at the comments below.

[That must be quite a singer.]

[You're good, but honestly, I don't feel like Park Chan-kyu. That song needs to be louder.]

[I know because I work in music, but this is a manipulation. You're singing without a microphone, and you can hear it clearly. It's a typical call first and then computer-generated video.]

[That's not what you call it, to be honest. It's better than that, even if I call you.]

Women were just good, cool, impressed, and most of these were written, but how come there were more spotless comments on more men's sites than there were comments saying they were good? The comment that he could sing better was that he was an expert, and the comment that he had manipulated the video sighed. This is why he liked women more than men.

Glug glug!

I received a text from Jiyoung while watching the comments for a long time.

[Pope, do you want to come over and hang out with your sister today? We haven't seen each other in a long time.]

[I think it's past 12: 00. Is that okay?]

[Yeah, I'm fine.]

[Yes, I'll be right there after work.]

Fortunately, Jiyoung didn't look much different than before.

I closed the cafe at 11: 30, cleaned up the back of the house, and even trained the demonstrators. I was practicing laughing every day, but it didn't seem to work at all. Well, this is insurance for later anyway, so the more it didn't work, the better.

After finishing organizing, the poem walked out of the compliment and café holding hands. The atmosphere was pretty good since I walked alone in the dark streets with only my hands.

“How's the cafe? ”

“Yes, it's fun. ”

The poem said with a smile.

“Here we are. ”

I arrived in the alley in front of Chan Chan's house. The cafe and the house of praise were not that far away, but it seemed shorter than usual.

“Brother, I'm going home now. ”

Chanting didn't mean to leave, but just stared at the poem. I hugged him and kissed him knowing why. As if waiting, praise wrapped around the poem's neck and kissed him.

“Now get in there and praise me. ”

“Yes, see you tomorrow. ”

After the kiss, a mournful compliment entered the house.

After confirming that Chan had entered the house, the poem went straight to Jiyoung's house. I was a little excited to think I was having sex with Jiyoung. By the way, Eun-ji and I have to massage the innards, but I've been so busy lately that it's a problem. I haven't paid for a cafe in a month, but it was hard to leave the shop to Hyunju and Chan.

When we got to Jiyoung's house and pressed the bell, Jiyoung opened the door with a happy face.

“Oh, my gosh, you look so hard. Too busy these days? ”

“Yes, I'm a little busy. ”

“Come in.”

The poet who entered the studio took off his shoes and sat on Jiyoung's bed. I felt sorry for myself here, but it felt like a very long time ago.

“Hey, Shifu……. ”

“Yes?”

Jiyoung sits next to the poem and rubs her hands, making moxibustions like she has something to say.

“No, do you want to talk about it later and wash first? ”

“Yes, I'll sweat a little and come back. ”

“Yes, I understand. Wash up.”

The poem took off his clothes without hesitation while Jiyoung watched. I have a large penis, even though I have no erection at all.

“Oh, it's so big to see the situation. ”

Jiyoung, who saw the penis of the great poem, smiled a little and approached the poem and grabbed the penis. Since I did not have an erection, I continued to feel small or soft, and the penis that received Jiyoung's hand quickly became stiff.

“Sis, I'm going to wash up. ”

“Yes, I understand. Wash up.”

While the poem was going to wash, Jiyoung checked the condom she had bought beforehand. Jiyoung had long since lost her mind to have a child of the poem because she did not know that the family was not as normal as she thought.

Opening a cafe at the age of only 26 was great, but it also said that if that cafe goes down, that's it. Of course, I knew the cafe was going well now, but I didn't know what happened later. So Jiyoung confidently told her sister that she wanted to marry a man with a more stable job, and she arranged for a position with a 39-year-old doctor.

The 39-year-old doctor was less crazy about what happened, but there was a private hospital, and his future was guaranteed if he got married. The atmosphere was pretty good because you liked yourself.

Of course, seeing the line and saying that it worked well with the doctor did not mean much to break up with the situation immediately. The man seemed weak enough to enjoy a strong situation until he became weak and married.

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