God of Music

Jacob's eyes falter. She must be the first girl I've seen. Invited by all means. It was hard to understand while translating. Maybe the Master's a magician. At first glance, I was amazed at what magic he had done to his rich daughter who was touching the end of the sky.

[Siella.]

[Dad ~ Ang. Huh?]

She snorted and took pity on him. My father, who made an unwelcome face, reluctantly agreed to melt. Kang Yoon refused once, but got into the same car as Siella. The representative of Paulo's heart boiled. I couldn't help but overpower the guard.

[Over here.]

Gangyun's group arrives at a mansion in the suburbs. It was situated in a beautiful place with a huge mountain behind it and a plain in front of it. Siella escorts Kang Yun's group to the garden. The garden was awaited by the conquered officers.

[Tea and refreshments, please. They're my guests, and they're my guests.]

With Siella gesturing, the workers move swiftly. Tea and refreshments appear on the garden table in less than five minutes, and gentle music flows through the quiet garden.

[Oh, wait. I want to show you something.]

Siella is away for a moment. Among the gentle musicians, the workers stood like walls. Jacob is nervous. Seeing the master, he is lost. I asked because I was frustrated.

[I, Master.]

[What's going on?]

[Can I do this? Paulo seems very upset.]

I didn't want to interrupt my own time, so I broke into the house. I like that you bought her favor, but the contract looks like an agent.

[It's not going to work like this. Let's bump into each other and think.]

Unlike what you said, the master seems at ease. Jacob's guts are burning. I don't know what you're thinking.

[So, how...]

Then came the popularity at the entrance.

Siella. In her hand were large bromides, DVDs, photo booths, etc. When I put them on the table, they were related together to Minjin's letter. Kang Yoon showed his appreciation.

[It's a textbook.]

[Hat. This was taken in the age of the Sun. This is, uh, cafe king. And requirements...]

Siella's dimples have been dug out. In particular, it showed attachment to the DVD. There were some with subtitles in Portuguese, but many without. It's all hard to collect. I was a true fan of Min Jin-seo. As a fan, I was also trying to get pro Phil and important things to do about Min Jin-seo.

[... I don't understand what happened in China. I don't think you've seen it since it didn't look good. The writer does national marketing. But Min Jin-seo is even more amazing. Didn't you say it's hard to be a celebrity when you hate China?]

Did you know that?]

[I heard from my dad. I heard China has a lot of national pride.]

[That's right. If they get caught, they don't see anything else.]

[So I think Minjin Seo is great. Woman's uniform. Maid's uniform. Anyway, it suits me. Oh, I want to be an actor like that...]

Siella chats for a long time.

Jacob is busy, too, trying to deliver the girl as she is. Thanks to this, Kang Yoon was able to have an easy conversation with the girl. Siella shudders at the conversation.

[But my dad says acting is for kids who don't have money. I have to study hard and lead a company or a country. You can think of vagina as a hobby. Hey, Mr. Min Jin-seo. People have to do what they want to do, right?]

After a long chat, a question came up. The reason the girl invited Kang Yun to that tactic was because of Jiro's concern. Kang Yoon guessed as he listened to the story. Why I invited myself here for the first time. Not just any girl.

[Well, I don't think it's an easy question to answer.]

[Please tell me. Min Jin-seo has something to say.]

The girl's eyes sparkled. I felt like I was being sucked in. The meaning was simple. Do what you want. Kang Yoon hesitated. To please, yes, but if you think about the future of girls, you have to weigh it down.

As Kang Yun was about to open his mouth, he heard a heavy voice at the entrance to the garden.

[I wonder. I don't know what to do with my daughter.]

Cotton. It was a bad time. Father Paulo entered the garden. There was some embarrassment and awkwardness on Siella's face.

[Dad.]

Paulo smiled at Siella and looked at Kang Yun. I knew I had heard it all.

I hung up on you. A moment ago, I asked you the answer to a question that my daughter asked me. It's okay.]

The face of the translator, Jacob, turned to dirt. You're okay. You're not okay at all. It was a conflict between father and daughter values. If you take the father's side, you lose the daughter's heart, and if you take the daughter's side, you lose the father's heart. I didn't know what silence would do. It was a difficult situation.

[... Phew.]

Kang Yoon sighed briefly. The values of both father and daughter were fiercely conflicted. Either way, things could go awry, or the future could go awry.

[... Never mind. I didn't expect much.]

Siella turns around and pulls out her chair. At that time, Kang Yun said.

[Seek understanding, not knowing much about Miss Siella or Mr Paulo. I'd like you to hear what I have to say as a person in the management industry, even if it's small.]

[I'll listen.]

Paulo pulled out his chair and twisted his legs. Sierra sits back down and twists her legs. She sat side-by-side like a girl forever. It was like a buyer listening to a presentation.

Miss Sierra, you said your dream was to be an actress.]

[Yes, I really want to be.]

[Siella. I told you to find something more valuable than that.]

[Dad, I want to do what I want...]

As soon as the workshop between the women got worse, Kang Yoon cut off his horse.

[Mr. Paulo. Wait, do I have to be an actor?]

[Yes.]

[Very good?]

Kang Yoon asked several times. Even after repeating the same words, Siella replied, "Yes." Paulo clamps his arms with a grunt.

Kang Yun ignored this and only fixed his gaze on Siella.

[Good. Miss Sierra, how old are you?]

Fifteen.]

[How many times have you auditioned?]

[Audition? Still...]

Siella looks at her father and turns her eyes to Kang Yun.

[… I've never seen it. Never.]

[It's okay, so be honest.]

[Really, never.]

[Never. Okay, so do you know how to be an actor? It's a plan, Brazil, anywhere.]

[I don't want to be an actor here. I'm going to Broadway or Hollywood.]

[Sierra, this is ridiculous.]

The representative, Paulo, who was still standing, jumped. Siella has turned her back on her father. If we go on like this, we won't die or eat. Kang Yoon clapped loudly.

[Mr. Paulo. For now, just listen.]

This is my daughter. My daughter, what are you...]

[If you want to continue to be dragged around about this, please tell us.]

When Kang Yoon laid down his grief, the representative of Paulo glared at him, and buried himself deep in the chair. Eyelight looking at Kang Yun became even more shimmering. Siella hesitates. It must have been like this. Kang Yoon gently attracted the atmosphere.

[Broadway or Hollywood. It's a great place. My brother's friend is on Broadway, and he says it's fun every day.]

Really?

[I'm doing what I want.]

Siella's trembling eyes filled with curiosity when she told me about Reyna, a friend of Hee Yun's studying abroad and musical actor on Broadway. The atmosphere came back a little. Kang Yoon asked again.

[I'm going to America for a dream.]

[Yes, I'll be right there when I graduate.]

I won't allow it.

Kang Yoon stopped the representative of Paulo. I didn't even look at his unwelcome gaze.

[Okay, so what are we preparing for now?]

[Do I need to be prepared already?]

Siella asked naively. Kang Yoon's eyes became thinner.

[Smoke is not enough. You need to be ready right now.]

[I don't know how. If I knew, I would.]

You didn't do it because you didn't know?]

It was the most aspirational excuse. Kang Yoon approached the woman. Bang. I slapped the table in the garden. Siella flinches.

[Aren't you just confused by your aspirations for actors?]

Yes?

Kang Yun waved to Jacob. It was a sign not to translate.

I didn't know what Siella was talking about, but English kept popping out of Kang Yun's mouth.

[English is required for Broadway, Hollywood. You're not even ready for basic language?]

[What are you talking about?]

Siella repeats the same thing. At that point, Kang Yun shook his head. Not ready. Paulo folded his arms. There's no reason to argue. I was troubled by Siella's eyes. Kang Yoon gestured to translate again.

[Siella, your dreams are not real now.]

Bang. A big thunderbolt strikes Siella in the chest. Even the head of Paulo was surprised. If I keep catching the wind, I was going to expel them for the situation. What the hell is this situation? I was embarrassed because it was too different from what I expected.

[So are you!! I don't need it all!! Liar, cheater!!]

[Right now, Siella's dream is a fiction.]

[Get lost!! I don't need someone like you!!!]

Siella steps out of her seat. I gasp at the girl's delicate emotions. The bitterness in Kang Yun's mouth was young. Jacob, who interpreted the last word, also worried about Kang Yun.

[You're still a child, but you're being too harsh.]

Kang Yoon also tasted bad. I pushed the girl, but she couldn't feel good.

[It's the kind of area that can ruin your life if you snore. If being an actor is really your dream, you'll be ready to see. If not, that's it.]

[She's a girl, but she's scary. I know the Master's intentions...]

[Don't make me think of Tokyo as a dream. It took a lifetime.]

[Hmmm.]

I hear a clear-headed cough. I'm representing Paul, who was twisting his legs.

The two gazes turned on him.

[By the way, I don't know. Hmm? Your tea is cold.]

It was English, not Portuguese. Although the pronunciation was a little loud, Kang Yoon could understand it. Representative Paulo asked the nearby employees to bring refreshments again. Soon, the desolate steaming tea and refreshments returned.

Paulo gracefully raised his cup of tea. Eyelight flashes hard down the cup.

[Rather, the one she brought with her is a warning. Interesting.]

[I've seen that a lot, and I've said a lot. I'm sorry. I was so frustrated that I had to go and ruin the future.]

[The future? Hahaha. You look like a parent.]

Being a parent, trusting your children is fundamental. It's not objective. You're just wandering around for a while. I was obsessed with celebrities, but I screamed too hard to be an actor. I was even slightly offended.

[There are those who are wasting their time thinking of admiration as a dream. We have to try to stop it.]

[Well, good. We just need to stay focused on this. Chairman of World Entertainment in Korea. Concert director for Shamur. You like the site.You feel so different from those who play paperwork.]

Paulo puts down his teacup and extends his right hand.

[Let's formally say hello. Paulo dis Rea Amos is the head of Guaranazi.]

Lee Kang-yoon. I'm in charge of the Rio de Janeiro concert at Chemuel.]

The two of them shook hands. At the end of the verse, the wind was fading.

Number one, the situation was that we had to come up with an innovative strategy for water supply. Ads used by other companies, such as TV ads or billboards, have already been used. At that time, sponsoring a concert with Shamur could have been a groundbreaking advertisement.

It shows the oldest, most exaggerated or beverage advertisement on the billboard. Provide refreshments or refreshments to all audiences. Be the first to expose Guaranje's sponsorship to any site such as teaser footage, tickets, etc. The conditions were generous.

Instead, Guanazi pays substantial contributions. Until the end of the tour of Shamur. It was a win-win deal for everyone.

[Did you say 4 hours to the concert?]

[Correct.]

[I don't know if this is going to work. 150,000? 200,000? 180,000? I have to reserve it.]

The exact numbers were decided under the consultation of the practitioners, and representatives from Kang Yun and Paulo exchanged signed contracts. A contract is in place.

[Thank you.]

[I really do. But I hope you will respect your daughter's time from now on.]

[I'm sorry, but this will never happen again.]

Paulo held Kang Yun's hand and waved violently. The meeting was well concluded with a South American handshake.

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Shake it, shake it. A camera around the reporters' necks flashes. The screams of the fans grew hot. It was a move toward six women walking down the van in a hurry.

"Ardus, Aries, Ethios!!"

"Mina!! I love you!!!"

"Ju-yeon!! You're the only one I have?!"

"Hanyu, Hanyu!!"

She was where the attention was focused.

Aedios, a delegation from Korea to Asia, was revealed at the airport. As they lightly raise their hands, the sound of shouting shook everywhere.

"Sam-soon! Sam-soon!!"

"Ah, slut."

Yi Sam-sun banned gear in a floral dress (?). A laughter bomb exploded. Each one had as many reliefs as his personality.

The Ethiopian members stood in the photozone in front of the departure. Even though it was hard to open your eyes to Strobo's baptism, everyone's mouths went up as far as they could. In less than half an hour, an airport fashion article will appear.

After work, the Ethiopian members enter the place of departure. I headed to a lounge where only VVIPs could rest. A comfortable retreat without cameras or fans.

'Han Yoo, that's him from last time, right? You saw him in Beijing?

Week after taking off his shoes and rubbing his feet, he frowned at disappointment. In the corner of the VVIP lounge, there was a nerdy jeans, a man in a jean jacket. I trembled.

'There he is. I think that's the guy from earlier, too. She's the one who's been following Xian around.'

'This is driving me crazy, sister.'

Jung Mina who was listening quietly went to Lee Hyun. Lee Hyun-seo, who was about to open his laptop and do his work, heard Jijoong Jijong and grabbed his forehead.

'I'll talk to the airport. Pay attention to the managers.'

'Sis, I don't know what time it is.'

'Okay, just give me a minute. You can't save all the security personnel.'

Seeing Jung Mina rolling her feet, Lee Hyun was sorry. However, if you hold on to your fans, they will talk a lot. It was a retreat.

It was also a matter of getting on the plane. Of course, I reserved the most expensive first class.

I bought all the remaining seats in first class to get a little more comfortable. But somehow some of the people in the VVIP lounge got on board together.

"Sister..."

The Ethiopian members looked at the region pitifully. I sold all the plane seats, and I kept my flight time a secret. The fans were scared.

"Hello."

"Hahaha. Have a nice trip."

Ethiopian members had to manage the image. The 10 hours that should be comfortable became 10 hours of fatigue. Jung Mina even wore uncomfortable airport fashion. It was because I didn't want to be caught.

After arriving in LA, Lee Hyun-ji communicated the situation to Kangyun.

[... the enthusiasm of the fans is great.]

"It's not just fans who praise you. The singers are restless. I'm not the only one who's in trouble."

Kang Yoon seems to be talking lightly. Lee Hyun strongly vomited. I just came out of the shower, but the annoyance didn't sink easily. I didn't think of a solution. I wanted to ask you about Kang Yoon.

[I think it's time to buy one.]

- Do you have a solution in mind?

[Private plane.]

- Ah, just... wait a minute. What?

Private jet?

Gouldzi's big corporations are going out, aren't they? In the capital of the world now? Lee Hyun-si's ears were pierced with her fingers.

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