God of Music

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A club in LA's Koreatown.

Six women were illuminated in color onstage. Different voices were basic and glamorous performances, and the audience was enjoying the snow.

“Waaaah--”

“Al Uedi, Ethios!!

The audience exclaimed excitedly at six women, shouting out the official Ethiopian words of support. Easy melodies and exciting dances from their songs brought everyone to life.

After shouting and laughing and enjoying it, the stage ended quickly.

“Thank you."

Ethios, they came down from the stage after saying hello in Korean. I hurried out of the club and got into the van I was waiting for. The manager, who was waiting, started the car with a note that he had done well.

About the time the car went out to the edge of the quiet, the woman sitting in front of him grumbled.

“How long do I have to stay in Hanin Town? ”

She sighs in anxious voice, looking at the dark circles around her eyes with her phone. When I first came to the United States, I did not even think about appearing on Times Square or the largest music channel in the United States. No, you were right to experience the walls of reality.

A tall woman who was next to me, who was sympathetic to the words of the play, interrupted.

“A few months ago, I used to go to New York... Now it looks like it's fixed in Koreatown. I can't even get a good story... ”

“Han Yoo, is that what you think? I... think so. ”

Week after week, whether I agree with the idea of Seo Han-kyu, my shoulders started to sag. The exhausted expression made me feel desperate.

It's no different from traveling around Korea when you're in a Korean town. It was hard for them to only take this biased stage in the world's largest music battlefield, the Billboard. Everyone wanted to get to the best stage called Billboard Chart. But the wall of reality was thick.

The atmosphere in the car was dark. All the women had dark faces. At that time, Jung Mina, the woman with the hair tied behind her back, said.

“There is no schedule. But there are people who like us. Do you think it matters if you're Korean or American? ”

“..... ”

I kept my mouth shut to see if everyone sympathized with Jung Mina's words. She kept talking.

“Be thankful that there is a stage, whether it's a Korean town or Times Square. Aigoo. It's hard for me too, but we're all in this together!! Come on, let's make it to December! ”

“Ah, yes, December, December!! ”

Christie, the woman who was cutting off Jung Mina's knee, cried out to her. I raise my hand to see if all the women agree, and in December everyone cheers for something.

In the car, the horses burst apart in December. The managers responded sensitively and the van was tied up.

So the van moved to the next scheduled location.

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♪ I can't believe you let me down ♪

Kim Jae-hoon's low voice spread out in the square. Visitors who did not expect to see Kim Jae-hoon in the amusement park, when they heard his song live, they were happy to see you running to the theater.

Kang Yun watched this scene beside the stage.

‘Clearly, I'm looking for a hunch. ’

Looking at the notes from Jae-hoon Kim, Kang Yoon was satisfied with his song. The more people gathered, the more Jae-hoon Kim's song seemed to be ripe. The female fan sitting in the front seat was blinded by whether he had completely fallen in love with his voice. No, she and many of her audiences were in similar condition.

I liked Kang Jae-hoon as much as I could. Then, the phone vibrated once.

[Reverse fluent president calls once an hour. What do you do? What do you do?]

It was a text from Lee. If I accidentally blocked it, I brought it myself because it might interfere with Kang Yun's plan.

‘That flexible person, the protesters everywhere. ’

Kang Yoon immediately texted me. I told you to block it.I 've had a hard time dealing with him so far. You must have heard some harsh words and boiled a lot of speed. Kang Yoon also added that he should never contact the company or personal number in the future. I texted and got an answer soon.

What do I do when I come to the company?]

[We should call the police right away.]

[I don't know if I'll ever die.]

As he was worried about Lee, Kang Yun nailed him because he said he would never come to the company. The more people talk, the more afraid they are. Lee finished texting, saying he knew that it was similar to Kang Yun's analysis.

Kim Jae-hoon's song was also going up to the top. Kang Yoon thought as he watched Kim Jae-hoon lift his microphone and build a bloodbath.

‘In the past, flexibility was known as an expedition gambling. Gambling scandals intertwined with famous comedians and actors were at the heart of flexibility. If you wanted to know about celebrity gambling, I would have told you to go to Liberty. ’

Kang Yun clearly remembered. It was a message that made the world buzzy in his past. It was a big case of three famous actors and two comedians.

♪ 'Cause you don't think-- ♪

Kim Jae-hoon's song continued to play. It was now the losing stage of the song. Kang Yoon slowly saw Kim Jae-hoon coming out of the song and thought about how to deal with Yoon Sung.

‘Now I don't really know what the situation is with people who gambled with people who were flexible like I used to know. First thing we need to do is find out. It's a lot different than I used to know. We need to do a thorough investigation. I need to be prepared because I'm sensitive. ’

Kim Jae-hoon was happy, singing in the cheer of the fans. His appearance in the song was shining beyond compare. His unique voice, low and rising, was leading the audience somewhere.

But if Jae-hoon knows that his boss is walking the tackle, will he be able to sing like that? Obviously, Yoon Kang would feel that burden and would communicate with the interview.

“It's foolish to be drawn to their intentions. ”

“What?”

When Kang Yoon cleared his mind, Kim Jae-hoon, who finished his song, came down to the stage. Kang Yoon greeted him confidently.

“It's nothing. Good work. How are you feeling? ”

“Not at all. I think I've only moved three times a week around the country. ”

“Tell me if you're having a hard time. I'll schedule it for you. ”

As Kang Yoon pushed out the water, he suddenly took a deep breath. The water was the best for the weary body.

Kang Yoon tapped his shoulder and headed for the car. Even though he said that, there was still room for Kim Jae-hoon to smile. I was on a tight schedule, but I didn't just do the show schedule in a row because it was money. Thanks to him, Kim Jae-hoon's condition was fine, even on a difficult schedule.

Several female fans approached and asked for autographs as the two of them were about to board the car. Kang Yoon asked Kim Jae-hoon for a doctor, and he kindly signed it. Moreover, he exercised a sense of commemorative photography. Kang Yoon smiled gladly as he did not miss his fans, even though he was carrying out a huge schedule.

“As expected, Veterans are different. ”

“Not yet. You said you were the manager for seven years, and I definitely feel a connection. I'm with my brother. He's the best. I don't really care much when I'm performing. ”

Kim Jae-hoon did not spare praise for Kang Yoon's management. Kim Jae-hoon was usually a round person, but he became very sensitive because he sought perfection when he entered the show. In that way, Kang Yoon was compensating for everything. Alone.

“You don't fly. ”

Kang Yun laughed as if it were natural, and left the amusement park.

It was foolish to run through crowded city streets at the end of the day. Kang Yoon ran down a narrow alley. Kim Jae-hoon gripped the side handle as the car crossed places that didn't look like roads. It wasn't a rough drive, but my head went crazy going down the alley.

“Ugh…!! ”

“Almost there. Patience.”

It was not easy to cover the alleyways, no matter how well I took care of them.

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“Easy music, the music you see, is growing. The thing about the music you see is that you have to enjoy the melody with your weapon, which is easy but good to focus on. In accordance with the field……. ”

Park So-young took a hard note of the professor's explanation of raising heat in front of the stage. Already in her passion, the notes were subtracted with a colorful ballpoint pen. The lecture of a male professor who appeared to be in his 40s was easy and fun.

“... that's all for today. ”

The class was over. The students survived the hard lesson and were energized.

Park So-young raised her head and opened her base. A slim belly was revealed between the short T-shirt and the trousers.

“Soyoung. Have a drink today, Cole? ”

“I'm sorry, I'm having a hard day with my report. ”

“Oh no. Have another drink, then. ”

Park So-young went to the library after defeating the male class recommendations. Park So-young was popular among men as a small but confident image. Besides, the women didn't hate her because she wasn't pretending to be a hottie.

Park So-young, who had simply baked dinner, went directly to the library. I took a seat in the viewing room, went up to the library for a while, borrowed a reference book, and then came back to complete the report. I had to write a report by hand because I was a knowledgeable professor.

‘Baroque or Rococonut...' ’

As I wrote the report in manual to make my hands ache, I was confusing the form of music and the form of architecture. Park So-young had a good concentration, but she eventually woke up from her position without being able to endure the pressure of her hands.

‘You should rest.... Ugh.'

Park So-young left the viewing room and headed to the vending machine right in front of the library. I tried to put a sweet coffee in it, but my hands slipped accidentally.

“Fuck!! ”

Park So-young, who was secretly annoyed by me, suddenly disappeared as a couple of campuses who spilled salt nearby. Whether he knew it or not, Park So-young picked up a coin and pulled out a coffee.

‘I have to stay all night...' ’

I was worried about my report due soon, but my phone rang. It was a international call. It was a 213 number starting with 1, a US international call. There was only one number from the United States.

“Is it Hee Yun?”

Now you know.

“Hehe. Of course!! How you doing, buddy?! ”

It was a phone call from my friend Hee Yun. A happy phone call that sounded like it was ringing, and it was white on Park So-young's voice.

Since Park So-young was worried that the international telephone fee was expensive, Hee Yun relieved her friend that she had that kind of money.

- After graduation is the problem. Hard to get a job these days, isn't it?

“I like Hee Yun. You're backing me up. I can make any song I want.... ”

Jealousy appeared throughout the year. I thought that Park So-young would take a better look at Kang-yoon's song. But the answer was completely different from what she had in mind.

- Do you know how much I was beaten when I first gave you that song? When I asked you to redo the first verse, you almost cried.

“Of course, Kang Yun would have deserved it. I'm sure many songs have been heard by those professionals. ”

- Soyoung, give your brother a song. I will also be evaluated. We're going out to compose anyway.

“Eek? My song? What am I supposed to do? ”

- You know what? I don't know if it's a coincidence. I don't care if he's famous or anonymous.

In Hee Yun's words, Park So-young blushed her face for nothing. It was different from how I felt when I first met Kang Yun. Above all, I was not confident with myself. I wonder if he's even qualified to perform as a composer.

Hee Yun concluded the call, saying it was time to see if she knew.

- You're gonna get a lot more credit. I'll call you later then.

“Yes. Goodbye. Are you coming to Korea this year? ”

- I'm not sure. But won't we go once? Because I need to see the faces of the people at the company?

“See you then. ”

Park So-young ended the call with a friend. I was glad to call but strangely bitter behind the scenes.

"What am I supposed to do with my life? ’

As Hee Yun continued to compare with herself, the worries about the future deepened.

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