God of Music

God of Music

97 - he is different

[This is the best place for the conditions I mentioned during the day.]

Kang Yun strongly paraphrased, but Shamuel tilted with a curious face. No one who had previously worked on planning had ever talked about South America.

It was embarrassing that South America was the place with the highest mobility.

[Kang Yoon, I don't understand. What do you mean?]

[There's a lot of stuff piled up.]

[Stacked? Me in South America?]

Shamur turns to Kang Yun. It was a gesture to convince me. Kang Yoon also turned around and mixed his hands and went into full persuasion.

[Have you ever shot a music video in Brazil?]

[Music video?]

Something went through Shamur's head. I remember filming a music video while staying for two months.

[Nice and Good video. São Paulo, Rio de Janeiro. Where was it? That's...]

[Tapading Street.]

[Oh, right. Border city. Sand dust... wait.]

He looked at Kang Yun with a surprised face.

[I edited what I was filming at Tapading Street. I don't even know the people around me. You've worked hard on it.]

[The more you know about singers, the better the performance. Anyway, I heard you had a lot of trouble at the time.]

[I was very motivated because I was young. Have you ever seen trees that seem to reach the end of the sky? It was the first time I saw light seeping through the leaves. It started raining soon, but I didn't see much...]

Shamur shudders at the Amazon story. When I was young, I lived to tell the hard story. Kang Yoon listened, putting in Chuimbird and Reaction.

It's been a long time since I've had the pleasure of reminiscing, and a smile blooms on the face of Shamur.

The story breaks and comes back.

[At that time, I was on Brazilian television. It was a short interview, and she was... oh, wait. Kang Yoon, is this what I've been stacking up?]

Kang Yun nodded, and Shamuel grunted.

[Seven years is too long...]

After narrowing his eyes, Kang Yoon felt that he needed more explanation.

[Do you remember the people you encountered when you entered Brazil?]

The story of his sudden arrival shakes his head.

[No way. I was originally going to shoot a video and then go back. Things got complicated in the middle...]

[How was your return?]

[Hmm... a lot.]

Shamur laughs awkwardly.

[I keep boasting... so much. I was going to go quietly, but was it the PD from the station that appeared? You were a writer? Anyway, you missed your flight. The airport was paralyzed. I'm sorry, thank you.]

[Didn't the top people come out then?]

Tall guy? You mean the government?]

He tilted to see if it didn't come up.

[Think carefully. A lot of waistlines would have come at that time.]

[Oh, I remember. Someone called the Chief Secretary brought me wine and coffee. And the senator? How many of them were there?]

[I knew it.]

Kang Yun nodded, but Shamuel was still in doubt. Why do I even ask why the bureaucracy sent me?

[If it had been that much influence, it wouldn't have disappeared so easily after seven years.]

[Could they have been my fans?]

Shamur shrugs. It was still not enough to justify it.

[Ask Carrie or other singers. There won't be a singer in person who comes from the government.]

[Is that so great? Hmm…]

[They are influence-sensitive people. In particular, Brazilian politicians are rumored to have heavy buttocks. How many years have you worked for those people? Won't that be a victory?]

[… would that be so?]

[International album sales are also based on I've been in the top 10 for the last few years.]

[I think I should have...]

[I think that's enough awareness for a concert. If you promote it properly and you're prepared to perform it thoroughly, you can create a concert that Shakespeare has never had before.]

Kang Yun stopped moving. It meant I had to leave it to Shamur now. After the ball passes, Shamur turns around and closes his eyes.

After a while, Shauel, who made a decision, sighs bitterly.

[... Kang Yun is very motivated.]

[Thank you.]

Shemoul's gaze turned to the ceiling.

[Passionate preparation, moved. Thank you so much.Now I'm sure why Jua recommended it. But…]

[Shamur.]

[I'm still nervous about giving up the big van.]

[Big van?]

Big van all over the place. I was embarrassed.

[I want to hear why.]

[For personal reasons.]

[Shamur.]

Shamur gets up and stands in the center of the stage. The reception was a sign to leave.

Kang Yoon became dazed.

Big Ben? Were you in the middle of London? Was the rumor circulating among the cast true? '

I want to hold a concert in London Last concert started in London, so it's just not easy to say. I felt thoughts in Kang Yoon's head.

'Stuffy.'

Kang Yoon sighed as he looked at the Shamuel who was in rehearsal. I'd rather say London.

'If Shamuel speaks to London in person, it is not right to say that he is looking for something new.'

It was complicated. I wanted to ask more, but the music on the stage became louder.

Big Ben? London Concert?

I walked down the hallway and thought, Normally, the singer would have done what the Shamuel wanted. That's the geography of Gangyun.

'I'm nervous to give up Big Ben. If there's something bigger than Big Ben, does that mean you're giving up?'

At home, Kang Yun did not stop worrying.

The next day.

The atmosphere in the conference room was dampened after hearing that Chemuel had declined the Brazilian concert.

[Shamur's stubbornness is unusual.]

A small white man, Jacob shakes his head, and his team's shoulders are down. Because the opinions that I had exchanged passionately had become false.

Even.

Kang Yun clapped his hands to change the mood.

[Have your previous chiefs ever told Shamuel about London?]

Jacob, who rolled the pen, replied:

[There was. He also said he liked Shamur. But a few days later, I got into a big fight with Shamuel, and I quit.]

What was the cause?]

Lisa, deputy chief, replied:

[Well, it was Conti. The order of the songs led to a fierce struggle. They didn't understand.]

Everyone nods. It meant I didn't understand.

'It's not Conti. So it's not London.'

Find out what I think. Don't touch my area. What's this...

[Do you want to know more?]

[What about Trafalgar Square?]

While Kang Yun was thinking about it, his team started talking about London.

[There were 50,000 people there, right?]

[Yes, but wouldn't it be cold in December?]

[Do you want to hit the tent?]

[Where can I find a tent that covers the whole square?]

[I'm kidding, I'm kidding. We have to postpone it with spring. We have to think about the rain. It rains a lot in London…]

The team had already finalized the concert in London and moved on.

[Master?]

Lisa looked at Kang Yun and saw him fall into his own world and talked with his team members.

Then.

[What does Shamur like?]

Yes?

Kang Yun, who was silent for a long time, suddenly said something and everyone stopped.

[Do you like it?]

[Anything is fine. Tell me about food, songs, hobbies, everything.]

The team looked at each other. Then he told me a lot about Shamur. From food to songs to even women's tastes. Kang Yun wrote all this down.

As opinions go along, Lisa raises her hand.

[Shamur is an architecture lover. There are tons of Eiffel Towers and Colosseum photos and models.]

The team member flicks his fingers to see if something comes up.

[Yes, it's famous among fans. They even have sculptures at Shamuel's house... and they even say that if you make money, you spend it all on them.]

All the team members gathered their mouths. Even in Kang Yun's head, the word Big Ben did not continue to leave.

[I wonder why.]

Yes?

[Why does Shamur like such architecture?]

The rest of the team stares at each other. They say they like what they like, why?

In Kang Yun's head, a question was asked. Then something went through my head.

[Prior to London, where did Shamuel start his concert?]

[Last time was New York. The first was Tempa, in Florida...]

[Okay, let's change the question. What do you think is most important for Shamuel to perform?]

[Lots of people to enjoy. I want to see the show with as many people as possible. So I'm also considering album sales and awareness.]

Even as I answered, Lisa couldn't shake the question. I could not understand Kang Yun's intentions.

Eventually, I stopped talking and asked boldly.

[Master, I'm sorry, I need to know what you think.]

[It's not settled yet, but one thing is clear.]

I felt empowered by Kang Yoon's eyes.

[There's only one criterion that we don't know about.]

Yes?

Everyone says, "What kind of fat...?"

I could see that he was curious, but Kang Yun cared about the words. Today, I finished the meeting by focusing on what I had been doing.

I felt a vibration in my pocket as Kang Yoon tried to wake up. It was Lee local.

"Director, it's been a long time."

- Nice to meet you, but it's not the time to say goodbye.

I felt something in this local voice.

"What happened?"

- There was an accident. Huge accident.

Lee Hyun-si spoke calmly.

Kang Yoon did not hide his embarrassment because he had been told that his manager had only been with him for two months.

"Sounds like a good place to get chatty."

- You know, there's a lot of horses. I stopped them, but I couldn't stop them all.

It was a story about a knight exploding. Though I was stunned for a moment, Kang Yun soon regained his mind.

"I'll have to talk to Jiye first."

I know how hard it must be for you to work for the United States, but I'm sorry to have to call you like this.

"No, it's my job as head of staff. I'll get in touch with the owner."

- I'll take the law or the press. Oh, what about the new girl?

"In principle. We have to hit our brothers and sisters. I don't want to see anyone hit me."

I'll be in touch if I need anything else.

After the call, Kang Yun reached out to Says and opened the 'Entertainment' field.

- World, Jiaye staff, fight at the shipping deck. Organizer conflict?

Kang Yoon covered his face, looking at the article with a big picture.

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"... that shouldn't be a problem."

Ami in Lee's area with a cell phone was crumpled badly. The phone rings loudly. The voice in this area became colder and colder.

"Let's do it by law and by principle? I don't know which one is by law and by principle. Mind you."

I heard a voice from my phone, but Lee Hyun-ji hung up without pretending to hear it.

"If you do, the people who have the camera or the microphone... oh, shall we continue?"

Lee's eyes turned to the two managers, Moon Joo Myung Myung and Kim Sung-min.

The team leader of Moonju's name was well known. On the other hand, Kim Sung-min, the protagonist of fist determination, raised his voice to say a lot.

"Director, please listen to me first. The quarrel is with you first..."

"No more excuses."

Kim Sung-min's manager glanced at Lee Hyun and lowered his head. The cold, sunken eyes were frightening.

Moonju's name team leader said in a crawling voice.

"Director, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I can't take care of my kids..."

Moonju's name team leader kept his head tightened, but Lee Hyun-ji didn't even look back.

The situation was not so good. It's not celebrity work. It's the manager. I tried to fix it, but in the meantime, you were rushing to the intact World of Paste Bait.

There, the rookie's attitude burns.

"Manager Sung-min Kim."

"… Yes."

As I heard the low tone, Lee Hyun continued to speak in a cheerful voice.

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