God of Music

Kang Yoon and Seo Han Yoo went to the waiting room to prepare their guests for the performance.

The waiting room was as big as the gigantic stage and the mirrors and sofas were good.

[Open time is 7: 00. Be prepared.]

After just looking at the letter oil that put down the luggage, the secretary just turned around and said something with a warm face.

Kang Yoon, who was briefly looking at the manager who was shooting powder on the face of Seonyuk sitting in front of the mirror, blocked his secretary from going out.

[I want to try the stage, can you do it?]

[That's going to be hard. because it's off-limits until it opens.]

A cold answer flew in, but I was not embarrassed by the thick bones.

He spoke to her again with a constant smile on his face.

[We only do the test once, but the COMO side is open for the day. We have guests coming to the club... and if we don't know enough about the equipment to make a mistake, we'll be in trouble.]

[If you make a mistake like that, that's all there is to it.]

[Secretary. Wouldn't it be great if everyone could go in the right direction? We won't give you any trouble. We appreciate your patience.]

The look on his secretary's face changed.

The existing DJs were all shrinking with General's name, so they couldn't even make this request, but this team here seemed completely different.

At that time, Kang Yoon pulled the headset out of her bag.

[If you insert this, you will hear nothing in the hall. I will not harm the secretary.]

Kang Yun's words of not making any noise in the hall shook his secretary's heart strongly.

I had never seen it before, but I thought I could trust someone who knew this kind of consideration.

After a while.

[… okay. But I can't turn on the main speaker or the lights.]

[Thank you.]

The secretary left the waiting room with a more comfortable step than before.

Seo Han Yoo, who was listening to the conversation for a long time, turned his head to Kang Yun instead of applying powder.

“Ms. Grant is really...”

“Huh?"

“... No. Thank you."

Seo Han Yoo bowed his head without speaking any more.

There was nothing to be afraid of when I was with the boss. Someone's holding up behind my back, so...

“That's fresh. Oh, you got the flash drive? ”

Kang Yoon laughed and gently patted Seo Han-kyu's back.

“Yes.”

“Good. Let's go with some makeup. ”

After being cremated, Seo Han Yoo went to the club stage with Kang Yoon.

COMO's stage has made it look like a giant playground.

The ceiling was illuminated by numerous lights, and everyone seemed to be tempted to climb up to the shining floor.

Seo Han Yoo, who was on the stage, was surprised at the enormous scale and moved around for a moment to become a DJ.

The position of the DJ was slightly above the front, which is best seen on the stage.

“I feel like a schoolteacher. ”

Seo Han Yoo on the DJ seat said fat words, and Kang Yoon naturally received a footnote.

“So the people on stage are students? ”

“Will that work? You there!! Didn't you hear the teacher?! ”

“Phew. You'd be the first to use that metaphor. ”

You make a light joke, and the controller lights up.

Kang Yoon and Seo Han-kyu put headsets on each other and put their hands on the equipment.

Soon, music began to come into his ears, and notes began to shine in Kang Yun's eyes.

‘The headset is uncomfortable looking at the notes. ’

I could see the light being made together with the notes, but it didn't come into my eyes in many ways.

Obviously, the difference between notes from various speakers and the headset was inevitable.

However, because the speakers were not available, Kang Yun focused on the DJING of the letter.

It's definitely expanded. ’

Kang Yoon's eyes were frozen.

Her DJ technique was definitely a step up. Techniques have definitely evolved, especially when the music is changing, or when the music is in the middle of it.

Previously, the rough technique was smoothly refined.

‘It's clean, smooth, no unnecessary bounce. ’

The white lights made the atmosphere glow.

It was a good thing that the light could be brighter because there were no lights or other devices yet.

Kang Yoon took off his headset after listening to all the music prepared by Seo Yoo.

“That's fine. Good work.

Kang Yoon lifted his thumb and smiled.

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PM 7: 00

Darkness has spread over the stage of the club's COMO.

The parking lot was filled with all sorts of foreign cars with fancy motor shows, and people filled the stage one by one.

It was early evening, but some people stepped out of the stage to see if they were excited, and quickly the stage was full of people.

“... so many people have come. ”

Lee Hyun told Seo Yoo, who was preparing last minute in the waiting room, the stage situation.

“... Really? ”

Maybe it's the tension of being on stage for the first time as a DJ.

I let out a deep sigh and a thick letter at the performance.

It was contrary to the provocative outfit that revealed his chest and stomach.

“Ugh.”

Seo Han Yoo stood up and went back and forth to find relief easily.

I thought it was the most depressing stage I've seen lately.

“Han Yoo.”

When Lee Hyun's manager tried to say something to Seo Han Yoo, Kang Yoon tapped her back.

“Ms. Grant, why are you... ”

Kang Yun gestured to her to go out.

It meant giving yourself time to do a single mind control.

When the two of them left the waiting room quietly, Seo Han Yoo sat down while going back and forth, and stood up again.

Same time.

The stage adds a splendid glow and the thumping music adds to the atmosphere.

It was 10 minutes before Seo Han-kyu's performance time.

“Shouldn't we sing it now? ”

Lee Hyun's manager tried to knock on the waiting room door with a worried face, but Kang Yoon shook his head silently.

It meant to wait for more.

The atmosphere of the stage was five minutes into the warmer robe.

In order to welcome Seo Han-gyu, the people in suits appeared in the hallway.

Lee Mi-hyun, who saw them, told Kang-yoon again.

“Ms. Grant, shouldn't I tell you now? ”

“Wait.”

“I don't think so...”

While Lee Hyun's manager was restless, people in suits came to the front of the waiting room.

[Time is up. I have to go.]

When the men in suits spoke bluntly, Kang Yoon shook his head and blocked the door.

[I'm changing right now. Please wait.]

Clothing. I had no choice.

The men in suits nod heavily and turn away from the door.

It was two minutes before the show.

[We have to go quickly. If you're late...]

The faces of men in suits are about to distort.

The door of the waiting room opened, and Seo Han Yoo turned his head up.

[Sorry I'm late.]

Seo Han Yoo revealed a calm face.

A moment ago, she was distraught and was on her way here, but she disappeared and had a stronger look in front of her eyes than usual.

[Please go.]

The men in suits rushed to Seo Yoon.

Lee Hyun's manager couldn't say that she was asleep, so he lightly slapped her on the shoulder.

“By the way...”

“I'm sorry, boss. ”

Rather, Kang Yun smiled, saying that it was okay.

“Go and have a good day. ”

“Yes.”

Following those in suits, Seo Han Yoo headed to the stage.

The atmosphere of the stage was intense.

Standing at the top of the center of the stage where EDM was buzzing, Seo Han-kyu looked down for a moment at the many people who were in love with dancing.

‘There are more people at the table. All right. I'll get you all out. ’

The volume of existing music decreased.

After measuring the timing, Seo Han Yoo played the music he had prepared.

[Get-Ready-----!]

It was‘ Get Ready ’, a rhythmic song that anyone who loves to enjoy.

With the digital sound of the synthesizer, a slightly distorted thump spread to the rhythm.

Then the people of the stage raised their hands, rhythmically turning their eyes to Seo Han Yoo in the upper center.

[Oh, who is she?]

[Look at your body. It's so sexy.]

At first, Seohyun's outfit, which opened her heart, was more attractive to people.

But the more music flowed, the more she began to love.

Those who were on the stage were shaking more and more in rhythmic music, and those who were sitting at the table were coming to the stage a little more and more.

‘That's it... not a bad start. Hmm. But that woman. It didn't look like a DJ at all, but it looks oddly good. Huh... Looks like more stuff than I thought. ’

The club president, Jangho, was interested in watching the DJ lead the stage with his hands on his chin.

At the end of Get Ready, which opened people's minds as it lifted the atmosphere, Seo Han-kyu turned the scratch.

The sound was moderately distorted and people's cheers increased and soon connected to the next song, "Vision."

[Ooooo!!]

The synthesizer sounds changed and Intro to 'Vision’ began

In Intro, Seo Han Yoo distorted the sound with intense scratches.

The people on the stage with him flash their hands up.

The atmosphere was getting hotter.

However, the front runs up to see if something grabs the ankle, but the back doesn't feel as good as I thought.

"You're too psychic. The timing is ambiguous. ’

Kang Yoon, who was looking at the stage and table on the second floor, gave a serious look while looking at the stage.

When the white light produced by Seo Han Yoo continued to be cheered by people, Psychic lights came out at a fabulous time and dropped the flow.

Then the white light reverts back to its original state.

Since the first song, lighting has disrupted the flow of the stage at every critical time.

In a club like this, lighting is like life.

When Kang Yoon was looking at the lighting, Seo Han Yoo was heading for the third time in the second song.

After stopping the scratch, Seo Han-kyu added FX (a new sound made by impacting the existing sound) to the sound being played.

The song was then quickly switched.

(Just blink your eyes)

With lyrics familiar to people, the sound of FX hits the stage.

Along with him, the stage burst with an incomparable cheer.

[Waaaahhhhh-----!!!]

The Chinese idol singer ‘ZEROSTA’ was a hit song made of national idol, ' ⁄ ් ’ (one time only).

It was a song a year ago, but no one in China knew about it.

With sound effects flowing out of the stage, there are now more people on the stage than there are on the table.

"Oh, my God, this is a thing. Where did that come from? ’

Jangho untied his arms.

His mouth was covered with a deep smile.

[Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh!!]

On the stage, the majority of people melted into friendly yoga and waved to the music.

At the beginning of the DJs in Korea, the tables that were already more than two-thirds empty were already hard to find, and the stage was being phosphorylated with people.

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[Perform three times a week. What do you think?]

After the performance of Seo Han-kyu, COMO's President Jangho called Seo Han Yoo and Kang Yun to his office.

Unlike before the start of the show, Jangho had a smile on his face.

[Thank you for your opportunity. But there are three times on the schedule. I'll do my best twice.]

Twice.

In Kang Yun's words, Jang put his mouth up.

[Proud but eager DJs lined up to perform at our COMO. Hehe. Over-confidence doesn't look so good... Haha.]

[Hahaha.]

Jangho and Kang Yun.

The two of them only made eye contact and laughed.

But there was a spark between them.

Why aren't you getting flocks if I'm giving you a chance like this? What do you believe in?

However, Kang Yoon confronted Jangho's attitude with greatness.

After a brief struggle, General sags.

[All right, all right. I've never seen a DJ ask for more performances, but I've never seen a DJ ask for less. Twice!! Okay, I'll assign you a day instead.]

[Thank you for your consideration.]

[Hahaha. I'm the only one who listens to good music. Take good care of her.]

Kang Yoon, Jangho, and Seo Han Yoo shook hands.

Since it was late, I decided to talk only briefly about the contract and discuss the details the next day.

The next day.

Kang Yoon spoke about the contract with General's secretary and stamped it.

Kang Yun finished the job for her and immediately left for the United States.

Helping Carl Crack perform JMF in exchange for educating him to keep his promise.

[Heh. You here?]

Kang Yun, who met Carl Crack at the U.S. port of Miami, immediately went into preparation.

Karl Crack wanted Kang Yun to help with the performance rather than the musical help.

Thanks to this, Kang Yoon had to revise the concepts of the concert and meet with the performance team.

After being immersed in work without time to adjust to the jetlag, two weeks passed quickly.

“... it's only 11: 00, and it's hard. ”

That same day, Kang Yoon arrived at the hotel Carl Crack caught and lay on his bed helplessly.

Today ended earlier than any other day, but I was powerless.

“... let's go to sleep. ”

No one's watching.

Kang Yoon threw his socks and clothes around the room and immediately went into the duvet and put out the fire.

When I closed my eyes and went to sleep, I heard a loud noise on Kang Yun's phone.

“... who was it? ”

Who was on the phone at night.

Kang Yoon sighed and answered the phone.

“... Hello. ”

[Teacher]

There was only one person who called Kang Yoon this way, who called him a noticeably high tone.

Hearing his voice, Kang Yun's annoyance disappeared everywhere.

“So it's true.”

[Good night?]

“No.”

[Good morning. Oh, is there a lot of paralysis there?]

“No, it's okay. ”

Miami time, 11: 00 p.m.

Injuries with Minjin Seo at 11 pm.

There is a 12 hour difference.

Kang Yoon said as if he didn't mind, but Min Jin-seo replied beautifully to see if he knew Kang Yoon well.

[I had no idea. Oh no, I have work, I want to hear your voice...]

“Oops. Here comes the hook. Excited.”

[I'm a little excited, aren't I?]

After a human conversation, Min Jin-seo gave the essence of the story.

[As you may have heard, Sisters Ethiopia, they've all gone to China.]

“I heard it the other day. Thanks to you, Yoon Seul is in full swing. ”

[The practice room is about to explode. I think I've been practicing with my sisters. I talk to Chairman Chu.]

“That's good. Anything else? ”

[But... it's not good.]

“What's going on? ”

Min Jin-seo took a short breath and spoke calmly.

[Yesterday, something bad happened at Han Yoo's club.]

“What's going on? ”

You know what a fouldai is?]

“I know, it's the second generation of Chinese finance. The financiers are too generous with their children's education, causing a lot of social problems... ”

Why would Minjin Seo tell the story of the Full-Dye?

I did not feel very good.

[There was a fouldai who showed interest and approached Hanyuk. There are a lot of such people at the club where Han Yoo works. But one of them approached Han Yoon to play. The club guards had to stop it, but there were no guards that day...]

“... what? So?]

[So the weirdo went up next to Hanyuk, who was doing the DJ. Shaking a bunch of money next to him, touching his face... and in the meantime, he's done playing.]

Kang Yun felt the blood rising upside down.

“Huh... Mi-hyun? ”

[Mi-hyun's sister naturally ran and stopped him. But he got hurt by the pushing.]

“..... ”

Kang Yoon picked a rough breath.

I thought I should reassure Han, listen to the club, and do something about that fouldai or something.

“... Okay. Who's next to Han Yoo right now? ”

[My sister moved in this afternoon.]

“Thank goodness. I'll be there in three days. ”

It was the minimum date to hang up the plane ticket and arrive in China.

After the call, Kang Yun bites his lips tightly.

Some guy...

I try to keep my cool, but the heat boiling in my stomach does not sink easily.

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