God of Music

"Boys."

When Kang Yoon called again, everyone raised their heads. But still, Chinese girls were careless, and Japanese girls were restless, and only Korean girls were alive.

Different reactions in different countries came as a shock, but they regained their cool and continued to talk.

"The debut team will begin next week. It must have been hard. You've done well so far. From now on, I will be managing it directly from the A&R Production team and practicing on my debut."

"......"

The A&R Production team, directly from the Chairman's direct team, said they would look at the data and coach it. It was different from before when the team leader only gave the instructions.

There was no response except for the small Korean trainees nodding their heads.

Kids these days? '

Unlike the cheerful Ethios, it was cold. I was embarrassed.

"Hmmm. Anyone have any questions?"

"......"

There was none.

Kang Yoon slapped Ojiwan on the shoulder while clearing his head in the unreacted practice room atmosphere.

'Let's take a look.'

Ojiwan nodded. I didn't expect it to be this cold.

There are lots of things to do for your debut. But from the beginning, if the atmosphere hit the floor, there was no need to watch the video or listen to the audio.

After telling the story, Kang Yoon went back to the president's office.

Soon after, Ojiwan knocked on the door of the Chairman's Office. He didn't look bright either.

After the door secretary pulled out the car, Kang Yoon pulled out the horse with a grim face.

"I liked the data I got from the trainers... the ambience of the ambush."

"I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Ojiwan bowed his head. Fain did not practice a lot of group practice for basic training.

I have mastered the basics by focusing on personal practice, but failed to create a sense of belonging.

However, Kang Yun did not go ahead with the reprimand.

"You can start now. Let's start with measures. According to the schedule... there's definitely not a lot of team gathering."

Kang Yoon showed a pre-checked schedule table. Checked team schedules were noteworthy.

"So far I've focused on the basics... I didn't realize that different countries would bring this much separation."

"It must have been hard to catch both. It's my fault I haven't looked at it before."

"No, sir."

Ojiwan slapped his hand. It was hard to lift my head to shame.

"If you say so, I have nothing to say."

"No, I couldn't care less about work excuses. After pretending to be such a hotshot to the new boss... I'm not there yet. However, everyone was able to communicate in Korean, so we avoided the worst."

"You've always emphasized language. I need to be able to communicate. No matter how good you are, you can't even dream of your debut."

"It doesn't make sense to not speak Korean while operating in Korea. Anyway... if the language works, you have a minimum requirement."

"At least?"

When Oji Wan questioned, Kang Yoon handed over a cup of coffee and replied.

"Everyone has their own place, right?"

"Korean kids are staying in their homes, while Chinese kids and Japanese kids are staying in their practice rooms. Ah."

As Ojiwan's pupils grew, Kang Yoon flicked his fingers.

"If you look at the troops, you'll see things that aren't there. Language is required to live together. I'll get a place to stay first."

"I understand."

I stood up to start working right away, but Kang Yun caught me.

"Get me as old and shabby a place as possible."

"Shabby place?"

Ojiwan was embarrassed. He asked me to find a place to stay as a trainee. Though he could not think of it as precious, whether he was a singer or a aspiring student, he said the rumor, but the instructions did not change.

A few days later.

The World Entertainment Office was as busy as ever.

Balad of Jae-hoon Kim gently flowed, and the keyboard and mouse clicks continued to elongate.

"You mean Mr. Galaxy's schedule? I'm sorry. I have an international appointment for the day you mentioned. You checked the homepage for empty schedules? That's because it hasn't been updated yet."

Are you referring to singer Kim Jae-hoon's time? We'll check it out. Can you wait a minute? We're having trouble recording on the 18th at 2: 00. I'm sorry. I have an international appointment. You're sure there's no schedule on the homepage? Your homepage is still being updated... "

The phone call from the support team rang uneasyly. It was mostly a request, but mostly a rejection. The reason seemed consistent.

Every broadcast call that took a few days was like this.

"... trainees are moving into the lodge next week. Oh, so you're worried the plan's too urgent to screw up? It's not going to be broadcast right now, so let's just start with the video..."

The PR team was busy on the phone with AHF stations. After the deal with the president and vice president was concluded, the volume of calls between practitioners increased dramatically.

The Secretary in the left corner is wrapped around his head.

"There's no place that's close to the company, shabby or safe..."

The secretary sharpened his teeth whilst squeezing his head.

"I know. I like you all, but sometimes when you give me shit..."

"Shh."

The secretary put his finger on the mouth.

"There are some followers here. Watch your mouth."

"Oh, you're okay. I don't think you'll say much if you get caught."

"I'm sure you will... but I won't let you get stabbed in the heart. I'd rather insult a witch, a witch."

"... No. He's just scared. Ugh."

The woman shivered just thinking about it. The staff next to him shivered, and the secretary said without taking his eyes off the monitor.

"Maybe once or twice a week. I have to see her every day. Do you know the horrors of that moment?"

"You're amazing too..."

In the Secretary's office was the Witch of the Board of Directors.

Tigers come when they talk.

"Director Yang."

Tiger, no witch.) was heard. The secretary's heart sank. None of the other employees said anything. Everyone's gaze was forcibly fixed on the monitor.

"Hic!! Director Lee!!"

"Did it go well, what I said?"

"No, no, of course not. That's it. That's it."

"Let's see."

The site bows its head toward the monitor. Luxurious perfumes irritated my nose, but my back was cold sweating. Deserted employees tried to stop the trembling arms to survive.

Fortunately, Lee Hyun-ji's gaze was fixed on the monitor's room as if he didn't care.

"It's an old, spacious room. This is the right room for you."

"Well, yes. That's right."

"The distance... is close."

Not far from the World Studio. A large house with five rooms and two bathrooms. But the old facilities that I would have built in the '90s were a problem.

"How's the perimeter security?"

"There's a extraction point not far from here. The school district is good and there are no problems around it."

"Very well. That should do it." You didn't have a problem saying that, did you? "

"Of course, Director."

Lee left the office after finishing the job. Then the head of the public relations team sighed for relief. It was a feeling of going back and forth between heaven and hell.

When I was relieved, I turned around to see what came to mind.

"Please refrain from talking about me in front of your team, sir."

"… Yes, yes!!"

The women glanced at Lee, who had been hanging out with men for a while, and the head of the PR team sweated.

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Her schedule was as hot and hot as the summer sun.

Ruling as the Queen of Enca, Nubi traveled all over the country, she was soon voted the busiest celebrity of all Japanese celebrities. A-Trust, a Japanese agency, supported her with all her abilities.

Kojima Makoto and producer Tsukasa had a lot of love. Thanks to this, she was only able to focus on singing.

In the A-Trust office, there was an ongoing work story.

[AHF... a joint broadcast of Korea and Japan.]

Kojima Makoto's voice rises with an unknown face.

Park Hyun-jin, the head of the singer management team from the world, said calmly.

[Our plan is to raise Korea's awareness of glass on this occasion.]

Tsukasa, the producer who was spinning the pen, stopped.

[It sounds like you want to take advantage of the popularity in Japan.]

It was a story that could be upsetting, but Park Hyun-jin was relaxed.

[It's not wrong. because there's a huge difference in perception.]

Kojima Makoto said.

[I know it's not the intention, but it sounds like it. Gifted bear, money man.]

Tsukasa said she didn't want to go to Korea and added another word.

[The way glass works is Enka's way of doing things. But I know that the most popular genre in Korea is idol pop or popular ballads.]

There is no glass in Korea. So I don't think we should. The words were reversed, but the intention was clear.

Team Leader Park Hyun-jin touched his chin line with his finger and approached his body.

[You're both right. So we have to hurry.]

[What do you mean, it's...]

When Kojima Makoto asked, I felt even more energized by the voice of Team Leader Park Hyun-jin.

[Right now in Korea, a genre called Trot is a mindless communist. There is no apparent power after successful singers in the past. With glass, you can certainly succeed.]

[… hmm.]

The two A-Trust men narrowed their eyes. It meant I still didn't like it.

Looking at the two people who hated change, Hyunjin Park took a short sigh and smiled.

[You want to continue working with A-Trust.]

[Wait, that's not...]

[But he also said, The world is where singers come first. If the singer wants…]

After taking a short breath, Team Leader Park Hyun-jin empowered his voice.

[If you want to bet an album on Korea, I will.]

The last words came under strong pressure to two people who hated change.

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Eight singer-trainees in the world were told to team up and start their debut practice. With him...

[Notice of admission]

Ishi Akina, Ishihara Yui Jeong Yui, Hyo-min, Yang Cha-young, Yoon Da-young, Shinchao, and Shin Ruri.

Bring your personal belongings… (Approximately)

A notice flew into the house.

Four foreign trainees had to move their accommodations, but the Korean trainees who were commuting from home were shocked to see their mental collapse.

"It's the B's!!"

"I can't go on like this!!"

General emotions and Yoon Da-young stood up, asking where the law was. I used a minor summoning technique, a parent summoning technique... "

"You're a World Official now? You can't even do that if you just hold on!"

"The chairman came to me personally and bowed his head. Bitch, talk to me. Huh?"

I was humiliated when I got my back. Since I was a trainee's parent, I learned a lot about the world. There were no mommies and daddies who comforted the trainees, saying that they didn't usually have a hard time.

Kang Yoon spoke directly with the foreign trainee's guardian and promised to send an official soon to explain.

In the week of the new start, eight trainees gathered at their lodgings with their luggage.

"Ahhh!! What the hell!!"

"You're crazy!! What's with the wallpaper?!"

I applied it to the wallpaper, but HyoMin and Yoon Da-young were in a frenzy. The youngest glass shook her eyes to see if the brown floor felt dirty in my life. Yang Chae-young did not react much.

Foreign members, Ishihara Yui, frowned and expressed objections, while Ishi Akina did not react.

[I'm going home!!]

[Tsao. No!! My brother won't let me in.]

A Chinese girl caught up with her older sister who was about to kick the door down.

"Nice place you got here. '

When Kang Yun saw the old house and smiled satisfactorily, the girls gave all kinds of impressions.

'I'm not living with you.'

Is this how you treat a world trainee? '

'Brother, here's the devil.'

The language was varied, but the mind was one.

Whether he knew it or not, Kang Yoon clapped his hands and gathered his gaze.

"Unpack your things. You can pick up the room later."

Kang Yun didn't hesitate to look at the eight girls with loathing eyes.

"When you go out, report to Min Hye Manager here. Keep up the good work. Do you have any questions?"

After confirming that there were no questions, Kang Yoon lightly pushed Lee Min-hye's back. He was the manager of Ethiopia and Minji together in China.

"Hi, Min-hye. Greetings..."

While the manager and singer were exchanging greetings, Kang Yoon approached Lee.

I did what I was told to do. Are you sure you're okay with this? '

Lee Hyun-ji nodded.

"I don't know..."

After holding onto his forehead for a moment, Kang Yun once again raised his voice.

"Wait. Listen."

Kang Yoon set the scene forward as everyone's gaze was drawn.

"From today... oh. Director, why don't you tell him yourself?"

Kang Yoon grabbed his forehead, but Lee Hyun stood in front of him joyfully.

"I'm going to live with you today. Think of it as a manager and talk like Min Hye. Take good care of her."

"......"

You want me to talk to the director like a manager? Is that a trainee?

Everyone's eyes were filled with awe, except for Shin Ruri.

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