God of Music

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God of Music

87Th - River to River

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DJ circulation.

It was the name of Seohyun, who said he would perform a disheartening DJ like Cida.

As much as his ambition, he was getting a good response from the club COMO.

I got a good response from the club in 180 degrees different from when I was acting as CEO of Ethiopia.

The fixed fans grew considerably in a short period of time.

However, the storm was sudden on the cruise ship.

[Ow!!]

Club COMO.

Seo Han Yoo was manipulating the controller so that the people on the stage in the rhythm could be more immersed.

[You're making me do this. Let's play together.]

However, he hears a sudden voice next to him.

A Chinese man with a clean impression came to the DJ's position on the stage and waved his money around.

‘Ha.’

Seo Han Yoo felt a sudden fatigue.

This guy, the guy who was flirting with himself the last time.

A Chinese man who was short and ugly in style, but strangely always had women in him.

I politely refused to have a drink the last few times, but now I'm coming up to the stage and doing this.

[Is this not enough? Need more?]

Seeing Seo Han-kyu waving more money out of his arms, his insides boiled even more.

Isn't this the cheapest way to treat a man?

She used to be quiet, but I wanted to punch her in the face.

What are the guards doing? Huh? "

When I was DJING, hiding my bad feelings in my expressions, my manager Lee Ri-hyun ran to me.

She grabs the man's wrist and tries to get him off the stage.

“You can't do this here. ”

The Korean language came out so urgently, but her urgent intentions were conveyed.

However, the man raised his laughing lips and thrashed her.

[Catch someone.]

The coup d 'etang.

With the noise buried in the music, Lee Hyun was lying on the stage like that.

“Sis!! ”

Seo Han Yoo jumped off the stage with her hands off the DJING controller.

While the uncut music was flowing, the people who danced frantically on the stage all turned their eyes to Seohyun Yoo and the man.

[... what are you looking at. Did you see it?]

The man brazenly snorted at people and Seo Han Yoo was worried about his manager, Lee Mi-hyun, who complained of pain on his legs.

As the stage became noisy, the guards dressed at the entrance rushed to the stage for repairs, and later club members, including President Jangho, appeared.

[... well, it's not just today.]

Whether he didn't want to be noticed, the man smiles and squeezes the guests who rushed to the stage and disappears.

[Sis!!]

Whether or not, Seo Han Yoo supported Lee Hyun, who had severely injured his leg, and hurt people and headed to the entrance.

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“... Phew."

Kang Yoon, who flew to China in a hurry, took a sigh after hearing Lee Hyun's manager who was lying on the floor.

“I'm sorry, boss. I should have marked it properly…”

“No, thank you very much. ”

Kang Yoon smiled as if to tell her not to worry, covering her duvet.

“Just leave Han Yoo to me and rest. I think I took a leave of absence. ”

“... I wanted to do better..."

Career employees must demonstrate performance quickly to be recognized.

She asked Chinese managers in Korea to help her figure out whether she had an invisible burden.

But this bed... My heart was heavy.

However, Kang Yoon gently silenced her to make sure she knew her heart well.

“I know what this manager is thinking. Please take care of the following: ”

“..... ”

“The next time you get hurt, I won't pay for it. ”

“Ah, boss! ”

Kang Yoon smiled and left the room, relieving the atmosphere with a light joke.

Outside the room, Lee was waiting to talk to Min Jin-seo, touching the cans.

“Did you hear the story? ”

“Yes. You have an unhappy fan. Which one?”

Lee Hyun-si handed over a can of Coke to me at once, whether my throat was burned or not.

“It's a guy called leucine. He was 21 years old, the youngest son to move to Hayes Department Store. ”

“Hayes Department Store? That's a familiar name. That's Moira... the son of a giant. We need to comfort them in something that they're not. ”

Hayas Department Store was a very familiar name for Kang Yun.

It was almost the first company to be a partner when working on a project for Diane's Chinese presence.

Since they unilaterally canceled the contract, Kang Yoon had to find a new partner, so he had to eat a lot of children.

Min Jin-seo, who was listening quietly, grabbed Kang Yun's arm lightly, and Kang Yun winked at the gentle warmth.

Lee Hyun-ji crossed his arms to see if he knew.

“He's a big man, to be exact. He's the youngest son of Ryuyang at Hayes Department Store. ”

“..... ”

I wonder if there's a bad story like this.

Last time, I felt a headache because the demons that were involved in the diamonds started again.

“Ms. Grant? I don't like your face. ”

“... Nothing. I think he'd love it at home if he was the youngest. In fact, Chinese home education is loose. ”

“That's right. They say you have to have what you want. SNS says you put money on the bed, you put women in bikinis... it's hard to put it in your mouth. I was more flexible than anyone else, but I didn't live like that. People who don't try are despised. ”

Lee Hyun-ji was bored, as if she didn't want to think.

In many situations, she became president, stepped back, and came to World Entertainment, but in a consistent effort, she kept those who worked hard by her side.

There was a reason she respected Kang Yun.

Kang Yoon nods at her thoughts, mixing emotions.

“... I understand. So let's get this sorted out. Shall we start with COMO?”

Lee held the wheel and Kang Yoon got on the passenger seat.

He wanted to go to Minjin Seo, so he dropped her off at his lodging, focusing on the upcoming script reading.

“Sir, don't overdo it. ”

Immediately after returning from the United States, Min Jin-seo looked back at Kang Yun a few times as he entered his accommodation.

On the way to the club COMO, Lee Hyun grabbed the wheel with one hand and asked Kang Yoon.

“Jinseo, isn't that a little strange? ”

“A letter? I don't know."

Kang Yoon replied warmly for a moment.

However, Lee Hyun-ji laughed as he felt something in his reaction.

“You're a man, aren't you? It's just, I feel like a woman. ”

“Is that so? What is it? ”

“Secret.”

Lee Hyun-si put her hand on her lips, saying that it is not easy to tell.

Kang Yoon's insides were burning, as if she was talking about herself without knowing what her reaction was.

‘... I can't keep a secret for long. ’

One car arrived in front of the club COMO.

The secretary was waiting for me because I had already told him to visit, and I was soon able to meet with the President General.

After Kang Yun's party arrives, he asks his secretary to get the car out, and then starts the conversation with a sinking tone.

[I'm very sorry to hear about the chishai.]

When he gracefully lowered his cup of tea, Kang Yun replied in a calm tone.

[I think so too. I can't believe that happened during the performance.]

[Phew. If this happens, we will also be hit by the image. Scandals with customers...]

Scandals? I don't think they're scandals.

[Scandal. That's what you said.]

Kang Yun's eyebrows twitched with nonsense.

However, Jangho folded his arms and narrowed his eyes.

[DJ and his scandal ruined the stage. Thanks to you, that day, our club crashed sales.]

[Wait, is that what you're saying? Unilaterally, you approach first...]

I woke up with this location to see if I could not bear it.

However, the chief general did not hesitate to keep his word.

[I heard they approached her first. Chichay. Beautiful. If a woman with that kind of charm approaches her first, a man will fall for it. Well, that's good. But to the extent that it impacts sales…]

[... Ms. Grant.]

Lee Hyun-ji changed her teeth.

This is definitely wrong, even if something goes wrong. I couldn't stay like this.

[Do you mean because you don't know how long Han Yoo will be staying at the club? On the day of the concert, she comes early for rehearsal, and she comes home right after the concert. We don't have time to actually do scans.]

[... you don't know what you're doing outside the club, do you?]

[.....]

There was a fire in Lee's eyes.

Just as she was about to get up from her seat, Kang Yun raised his arms to stop her.

[... Understood.]

Lee Hyun-ji shot him to see if he didn't understand Kang Yun's intentions of interrupting his words.

“Are you saying you're just going to let this go? This way, we can keep moving forward...”

“..... ”

Kang Yoon closed his eyes tightly, repairing his feelings, and again, he made eye contact with President Jangho.

[This is as far as we go.]

[... won't you regret it?]

Nuance was strongly encouraged to mobilize connections he knew.

If you run a club like this, you'll have plenty of connections with other clubs.

Of course, Kang Yun knew this, but there was something more important.

[Don't.]

[... silly.]

Kang Yoon got up from his seat to see if he had anything more to say.

Instead, Kang Yoon turned around without saying hello and was embarrassed by this area.

In the appearance of the two men leaving without closing the door, General Lee raised his mouth tail.

[Fool.]

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Since then, Kang Yoon has been wandering around the clubs without sleeping.

However, it was not easy to find the club where Han Yoo would perform, either because of General's influence, the president of the COMO.

As soon as I make my debut, I don't want a DJ.]

[Sorry, there's no room at the moment. I'll call you back when I give you my card.]

The clubs in the accident circled everyday, but there was no club to DJ the letter oil.

Many of the clubs were so massive, but the massive clubs didn't even bother to look to see if the COMO's connections were significant.

‘... I'm going to America soon... I don't know how to get a seat. ’

In the car left alone, Kang Yoon sighed deeply.

The company staff, including the local area, were also busy running around the club to set up a stage for the letter.

“Next up is NATINE? I've never heard of this place. ”

Kang Yoon drove the car while looking at the map.

After driving for a long time and arriving near the destination, narrow alleyways and shabby environments welcomed him.

There's a club here? ’

The COMO and other clubs were in an open park or downtown with a spectacular neon sign.

But this club was far from that atmosphere.

Kang Yoon, who stopped nearby, went down to the basement of the five-story building.

[Excuse me.]

Through the open door, a wide clearing welcomed Kang Yoon. I noticed the low ceiling and all the lights hanging from the dim, illuminated light.

‘The ceiling is low. It's going to ring out loud. And underground. It's not gonna be easy to get a match. Clubs like this...

I looked around the club and thought about it, but it became popular next to me.

[There you are.]

[Oh, yeah. Good morning.]

Turning around, a young man pierced his ears and lips welcomed him.

He was taller and thinner than everyone else, introduced himself as a poet, then showed him to his room.

[What about our club?]

[Hm...]

Since Kang Yoon seems to be having difficulty answering, a man named Ximunhui smiled coolly.

[Hahaha. Why, are you having trouble answering?]

[I mean, I've only been to clubs like COMO... and I was actually surprised.]

[COMO. Good place. Splendid. You'd be surprised. Compared to that, we at NATINE are too humble.]

At that, Kang Yun waved his hand.

[No, it's not, but when people are dancing...]

[Hahaha. It's okay. That's not the point. So let's get started.]

I felt like I had lost from the start.

The man named Ximunhui had a gentle look in his eyes, but he seemed to have a strong impression.

‘Someone who feels something different. ’

I felt different from Jangho, the president of COMO.

Ximunhui himself gave up his car and suddenly talked about the matter.

[DJ Chishai is glamorous. To see, to hear.]

[Have you ever heard of DJ?]

[Of course, I heard it when I went to COMO with my friends. There was a sense of gentle transfer. It also creates a great atmosphere for people to enjoy. In particular, I think it's best to walk FX to set the mood.]

He praised Seo Han Yoo for a long time.

However, Kang Yoon had difficulty feeling relieved because he did not know his insides to say this.

It's different.

[COMO President, even Master Hou can't know the skill of the Chichae... What happened?]

As if he didn't know anything, he smiled and asked.

‘Should I tell them the truth? ’

Kang Yoon pondered for a moment.

In fact, there was very little information about the man named Ximunhui.

Club NATINE was a recently formed club, and there was little information in the club, not just anyone known as Xi Moon Hun or anyone else.

But I had a hunch.

‘You can't ask questions without knowing about Han Yoon. ’

He looked like he didn't know anything, but he couldn't have known what had happened so far.

As much as running a new club, I'm going to try to be more sensitive to information.

Moreover, deception did not match Kang Yoon's quality.

Kang Yoon, who was thinking about it for a while, frankly told him what had happened to Seo Han Yoo.

[... Ahh. Again with the leucine, he's the problem.]

I shook my head with excitement because I was sick and tired of hearing all the stories.

[This club, that club, he goes around touching all the pretty girls. It's famous on the floor because it has so much light. If you get it wrong, it can damage your club's sales, so you think you're avoiding poop, and the owners are going to kill you. Chichay almost did the same thing.]

[.....]

[It's more complicated than I thought.]

He considers for a moment, then smiles broadly.

[But it has nothing to do with us. Chichay, can I get you to perform at my club?]

Suddenly, Kang Yun's expression was noticeably brightened in the positive answer.

[Thank you, but is the club okay?]

[Leucine, he only goes to big clubs. Our club only comes from people who like to sing and dance. It seems small...]

[Hm...]

Kang Yun was able to accept right away.

The club was very small compared to other clubs.

There were more words to provoke him than that.

[You said that people who enjoy singing and dancing usually come...?]

[Yes, people who come to NATINE dance rather than meet... why do you do it?]

[Do you mind if I take a look at some sounds or lights? I'm a little concerned about... I have a little bit of a knack for this.]

[Is that so? I'd appreciate it. But she was struggling because she sounded frustrated.]

Xi Moon Hui, who received an unexpected gift, smiled delightfully and led Kang Yun to the stage.

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Even though he did nothing wrong, Seo Yoo was greatly discouraged from being able to perform on COMO.

I couldn't raise my head to the manager of Lee Hyun who was injured because of him or Lee who flew from Korea to China.

But there was a way to bring her back.

[Leave this to us. Han Yoo, don't think about anything else but music.]

[But because of me...]

[It's not you. It was bad luck.]

It was a word from Kang Yoon.

I couldn't adapt to the 12-hour paralysis, so I looked at his earnest eyes, and I wondered why he was crying so much.

After finally cooling her tears, she gets back up and focuses on practicing.

And her boss was responsible for what she said, and set up the concert hall.

“It's smaller... than COMO, right? ”

Four hours before the show.

To Kang Yoon, who scratched his head beautifully on a small or very small stage compared to the COMO, he shook his head saying that Korean oil was fine.

“It's okay. I'd rather be able to breathe with people. Thank you, Ms. Grant. ”

“... son of a... ”

Kang Yoon lightly buzzed the head of the letter saying something strange and headed to the broadcast room with a lighting controller.

- Shall we?

Kang Yun's voice came to him on speaker, and immediately she manipulated the controller and played music.

The first song, 'Get Ready', began to flow through the stage with a complex melody that combines jazz and punk.

‘You've been working hard. ’

Kang Yoon was impressed by Seo Han Yoo.

It didn't feel like 'Get Ready' at COMO, but it made me feel even more shoulder-wrenching. I could feel that I had progressed further.

The engineer in the broadcast room opened his mouth to admire her music, and clapped his hands in awe of the president and commander who were with her.

[Fantastic!! Ooh.]

The lights were counted on the stage as the engineer turned on the new lights.

It was a red tone, not a variety of colors that were unknown to the previous concept.

It was a color that captured the taste of Chinese people who liked red.

‘... President Jangho was a fool. Treasure in the trash. ’

It was more than just a club. No matter how obvious the mistake was, he was sure.

Low ceilings, low lighting, and small stages.

But the guy next to him and that DJ, Cheeche, didn't seem to have anything to do with it, so they bent the atmosphere properly.

Normally DJs would just go away.

‘I'm looking forward to dinner. ’

Kang Yoon's gaze at the DJ Cheeshai made him feel good.

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