God of Music

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God of Music

60 - All at stake...

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“What choice will Mun-hee make? ”

Lee Hyun-ji, standing by the window, crossed his arms.

Even if you have the talent to move mountains, that's enough if you don't want to do it.

Why would she choose a future where she's insecure about a stable future?

I wasn't sure no matter how much I thought about it.

Kang Yun calmly said what she was worried about.

“How do you know what people think? I don't know... exactly. because it's a contract that I learned as a hobby and have nothing to say about it. ”

“Isn't this the deal my boss made that's too bad? ”

Kang Yoon shook his head with a smile when he asked playfully where Lee is.

“It won't be a loss, though. If you do right by Munhee, the trainees will hear too. That agency wants to raise you as long as you're better than your job or age. As the number of planners grows these days, they get younger and more leveled. Rather, it's good for image inventory. ”

“Now that I think about it, there's an advantage to that. ”

“It would be great if you were a singer, but your image wouldn't be damaged if Munhee gave up in the middle - you should think you've invested in the campaign for three months. ”

“Rather, someone good might come later... If the image of your company is posted, it will increase the quality of the aspirations you support, and it will be good for singers indirectly in people's awareness inventory. You've got more than I thought. ”

Lee Hyun-ji nodded his head to see if he had accepted.

Kang Yun, who finished the story, stood up.

“We'll talk more later, then. ”

“Yes? Ah, time has already come. ”

Somehow more than 6: 00 and 30 minutes later.

It was time for In-hui to arrive at the company.

Kang Yoon went to the studio to meet with Human-hee.

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"My young man, you said you didn't want to hear it if it was too hard. ’

“Teacher In. ”

‘It's hard for me to convey my feelings because I'm too aware of the sheet music...’

“Teacher In!!

While rolling the pen, I was dumbfounded and thought, there was a loud sound coming from behind me.

“Yes, yes!! ”

She was the principal whose hair was stripped when she turned to her head in surprise.

He filled his cheeks with testimonials and opened his eyes to Humphrey.

“No matter how many times you call, there's no answer. Have you finished your meeting minutes? ”

“Yes? Yes. I'm done.”

“… hmm. Really?"

The principal gives a suspicious glance, sees the meeting minutes perfectly organized, and frowns.

“… don't just think about going home every day, work. Work.”

It was quite a commotion.

A colleague sitting next to her whispers in her ear as she sighs briefly.

‘I guess he blew up again. I can't eat without you. ’

‘… I can't. It was taken at the beginning of the semester. ’

A worried young woman said, she sighed briefly.

That hairless commune is useless to nag if you look at it...

I did not understand why the house was so vivid.

The colleague rolls his pen in a serious look.

‘Anyway, be careful. The octopus has been giving him a hard time lately because he keeps cutting. ’

‘I'm doing my job... Okay. Thank you. "

Humphrey was bitter.

It was really hard to live in this organization. I was doing something else, but I never neglected to do anything here. What is wrong with this society?

‘Oh no. You're going to be late. ’

Anyway, it was time to go home.

However, she was unable to leave the office immediately and had to stay and open the door for a while.

I'm walking down the hall in a hurry. I encountered an octopus-headed communication in question.

“Teacher In. Are you off work again today? ”

“Oh, yes. That's...”

“Tsk, tsk. Hah. I'm not a tenure teacher. Are there any others left? ”

“ …… ”

“Go ahead. We'll talk tomorrow.”

I don't know what I'm gonna do tomorrow.

I've definitely done what I have to do. I checked and checked several times. However, this kind of communication was hard for her to understand.

“… Then I'll go. ”

Lee bowed his head to the principal who kicked his tongue and left the door.

I was not very happy to get on the bus after school.

‘It's really not that easy. ’

Work and singing.

It was really not easy to do two things together.

Lee closed her eyes for a moment, leaning her head against the window, sitting on her seat.

Can I really be a singer? ’

You can't get hit like this in society and practice a lot at work.

Can I really become a singer through this situation?

The three months the boss talked about were slowly approaching.

However, she was still unable to grasp the thirst of the heart.

‘I don't know. I just...’

Complex thoughts did not sink easily.

Then.

- This stop...

‘Et?! ’

Mun-hee shakes his head at the window.

As I fell asleep, an announcement about the stop was coming out.

I quickly recovered my mind and got off the bus through a crowd.

But...

“Where... are we? ”

I looked around and saw that it was a completely different world from where I was supposed to go.

I accidentally got off before the maestro.

It was due to confusion between this stop and the next.

“Nothing really happened today...”

As he held his head, he sighed, saying, "Away with the land!"

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.

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After practicing, Humphrey came out of the studio booth, revealing a weary look.

“... Thank you. ”

Sitting on a chair, she takes a swig of water from the table.

“Well done. You're doing great. I think we should do this. ”

“Yes.”

Kang Yoon tapped her back and packed her things.

He stepped out of the studio first, asking her if she seemed tired.

“Haven't you had enough health lately? ”

“… Yes. Yes? Oh, no!! ”

After being honest with his indifference, he quickly shook his hand. Moments later, a catastrophe struck me.

Kang Yoon is the boss.

In schools, it's the best place to be, like a principal, beyond the principal.

How can I look like this to such a person...

He gave his head to the idea of what he had done.

However, unlike what she thought, Kang Yun said with a gentle expression.

“It won't be easy to work day and night. You want a day off this week? ”

“Oh, no. It's okay.”

He replied with a cheerful voice.

However, Kang Yun narrowed his eyes to ask if he didn't like the reaction.

“What's the matter? What happened at school? ”

“No, it's not like that...”

“I don't think so. Is this what's bothering you at school? ”

Kang Yoon asked worriedly.

She thinks she shouldn't let go of the opponent, but the kind words shake her heart momentarily.

However, he smiled at the "difficult" story that came up to the end of his chin.

“No, I've had a lot of fun lately. If you're good at this, you can be a singer again. ”

“ …… ”

Unlike what he said, one of his eyes was slightly trembling.

Kang Yoon's heart was bitter because he met her like that.

‘By this time, it was time to shake. ’

“Wait a minute. ”

Kang Yoon took out the envelope in the studio desk drawer and handed it to her.

“… Song Tae Gyeom Dinner Show? There's two of them. ”

“I'm going on a date with my girlfriend. ”

His expression shivered. It was the face of a miner who discovered a golden vein.

Kang Yoon said something there.

“I'm not going to ask you to write a memoir, but I'm going to let you explain how you feel for 10 minutes, so think about it. Okay?"

Ten minutes?

If you want to talk for 10 minutes, you have to think a lot. I might have been better off taking notes.

“I understand.”

“VIP seats. Good to see you. ”

“… Thank you. ”

Moon Hee bowed her head to Kang Yun and thanked him.

‘But I don't have a boyfriend... Who am I going with? ’

She is deeply troubled by happy thoughts.

The feeling made her feel more trustworthy to Kang Yoon.

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Yeoksam-dong, Seoul, boasts high-rise buildings.

In the center of the building, the distinctive Hanok building was famous for its entertainment.

In a heavily guarded area filled with luxury cars, laughter from MG Entertainment Directors and the president of Yalang Entertainment Instruction was echoing.

“Hahahahaha. I'm glad the fuselage went well. ”

Kang Myung Myung Lee held an empty glass of Yoogyeong-tae's chair with a drink in one hand and an attired woman in one hand.

“Khh. Right. How is the newcomer preparing at Yarrang going this time? ”

“You mean WINCLE. I'll show you around the end of the year or the beginning of the year. ”

Kang Myung Myung Lee smiled as he received a glass from Yoo Kyung-tae's director.

Then Kim Jin-ho, who was next to him, asked.

“It was a six-style girl group, right? ”

“That's right, Director. They've been preparing for years, so it's refreshing. I made up my mind. ”

“Hahahaha.”

It was about another company, but the atmosphere was warm.

Moon Gwang-sik's director grinned as he stroked the woman in the hanbok next to him.

“Heheh. I hope it doesn't overlap with our Helotine boys. ”

“Oh no, of course not. There's no reason to compete. Who is it? Ethiopia doesn't. ”

“Hahahaha.”

The boss smiled as confidently as he did.

Six.

I was even more young and skilled.

He was confident that the new 'WINCLE’, which he had prepared over the years, had no reason not to keep up with Ethios.

As the atmosphere settles, the door opens and a man in a suit walks in. He was a skinny, 40-year-old man with flying eyes behind horn-rimmed glasses.

“You have all the high lords. Excuse me.”

As he greeted everyone, the boss narrowed his eyes.

“I see someone who doesn't want to see you in such a good place. ”

Kang Myung Myung Lee publicly scolded the man if he didn't like it.

However, the man smiled and replied with a big smile if he was four years old.

“Ms. Kang. It's been a long time.”

“… I see. I didn't want to see that. ”

“Hahaha. I hate this. ”

As the atmosphere was about to cool down, Director Kim Jin-ho suspended the president of Kang Myung Myung.

“Come on. Calm down. Don't give him too much cotton. He brought us a great gift this time. ”

The boss of Kang Myung Kyung opened his eyes narrowly.

“I don't want to get involved with the president of that garbage story or the newspaper that makes it. ”

“Hey, boss Kang. If you're good with garbage, you know it's a resource. ”

“ …… ”

Although it is publicly referred to as rubbish, the man does not lose his smile. Rather, it was terrifying.

Moon Gwang-sik said, placing the woman next to him on her lap.

“Moon President. Welcome. The conditions I mentioned at the time mean everything, right? ”

“Have a drink first. I would like it from the owner of the river. ”

“ …… ”

The owner of the Kang Myung Dynasty filled the man's cup with a twitch in his eye.

He handed over the poisonous liquor and made a cool 'ugh’ sound.

“Who do you want me to cover for? ”

The man's eyes gleam in horror.

At that moment, I felt a slight tremor as if I was afraid of the woman sitting on the lap of Moon-gwang Shik.

“Hahaha, it's okay, baby. ”

“Issuing ~”

“Cute kid. ”

He stuck his thick lips into the woman's lips and said with a solemn expression.

“You said Heroic in Yunsul? I hear the leader is getting along well with them. ”

“Yes? Isn't it Ethiopia in a week? ”

The man said with a nonsense expression.

“Ethios has nothing to mine. We had a double team, but we didn't find anything. The boss there seems to be managing it tremendously. I was stuck with them the whole time, and they paid more for my stay and my vehicle maintenance. There was nothing left. We've finally withdrawn.”

“Haha. There's a reason this time. Just trust me on this. It must be pretty big.”

“ …… ”

The man was silent for a moment because of Moon Gwang-sik's arrogance.

The world entertainment stars are definitely a specialty.

But it wasn't as easy as I said. The people there had a very rigorous schedule. Even if I had my own schedule, the kids who were guarding me wouldn't go outside used to make tears.

But I don't think the director is just saying that.

“… Got it. Let's do it. Instead. ”

The man made eye contact with the commander.

“I'll just have another drink. Strangely, I have feelings for the boss. ”

The boss of Kang Myung Kyung followed him with a grumpy look.

‘It doesn't end well with those things. ’

The boss sighed for a short time.

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