God of Music

God of Music

100 - Substance NOUniversalism

The Hongdae Theatre 'Green Light', an Indian shrine, was in the middle of preparing for a performance.

The staff had just finished setting up the line, and the sound engineer was busy rotating and tuning in. On the stage, a group of westerners were checking their instruments.

"Do you need anything else?"

A man rises up on the stage. It was Yoon Chang-sun, President of Greenlight. The members of the western men who were distracted by the story of the performance turned their gaze to the heavy voice.

"No, thank you. I'll let you know if I need anything."

"Got it. What about Cha Hee?"

Bam, bam, bam! The long-haired female base sheet stopped her thumb and index finger as she called out to herself and raised her eyes. It was a second happiness that came out as a session.

"... nothing."

As if not to interrupt, Second-hee flinches his fingers again.

"… Well, yes. Okay."

Yoon Chang-sun scratched his head. I was treated with embarrassment, but I was not an easy opponent to blame. World celebrities couldn't possibly feel good about Hongdae Theatre President. Especially since he was a white moonlight member from the indie band.

'His world. Even Itzpine... off.'

As he stepped off the stage, Yoon Chang-sun shouted. The face of the president was not clear.

"Well, take care of yourself today. I think the atmosphere will be good because everything is sold out."

"Yes -!"

After answering the strong answers of the Western men, Yoon Chang-sun hurriedly left the concert.

"We're sold out again today!!"

"Woof!! I knew it, white moonlight!!"

"Sold out," the western men shouted, but second-hee only hit the bass with a thick face.

"Ha!"

With a face you don't know what you're thinking.

After a short wait time, it became show time. The Western men continued to greet the audience with a soft piano tune and vocal voice.

"Ooooooo!!"

The heavy scaling of the second heel made the vocals and pitches even more prominent. It gently connects drums leading to beats and keys playing at high notes. She was playing the central role of the session.

The performance was ripe in the high response of the audience. After Drum Solopart, it was the base Solopart sequence. Second-hee took a quiet step out and knocked the string with his thumb, bouncing it off with his index finger. Slap, flute, and bass. Party, Tang-ting. The knocking, bouncing sound raises the mood.

"Wahhhh!!!!"

As the crowd cheered, Second-hee felt a strange look in his eyes.

Who is it?

In the middle of the audience, a woman in red and a man stare at themselves. It was not the way the audience looked at the singer, but the way they looked at the prey.

[The second white of the white moon. Perfect for the basics and solo. You have a pretty face?]

The woman in red, who was staring at the second half, crossed her arms. The man who was with him nodded.

[Key member of White Moonlight. It is said to be an intermediate connection between the session and the vocals.]

[I thought there was nothing useful except Lee Hyun... but a sensual session like that is rare at that age. Drums and general breathing don't sound so good, but that bass is really catching the crowd, isn't it? I'm coveted.]

When the woman in red tasted her mouth again, the man was embarrassed.

[Hey, lady. Cha Hee Lee has already...]

[That's it. I'll take care of it. The river boss won't blame you for bringing one. And you?]

[I'm sorry. Chief.]

It wasn't until she heard that she had a smile back. The woman smiled at Secondary Hee. The man comes out with his cell phone. You hear a murmur, but the woman doesn't mind.

[Another collection will be added.]

Just in time, the solo part of Secondary Hee was over. She hurts the audience without foolishness and leaves the concert.

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"Ugh."

Kang Yoon hardly opened his eyes. The first thing that caught my eye was the white ceiling.

The curtain was bent with a straight footing.

"Kang Yoon. Are you awake?"

It was Lee Hyun, a woman who struggled to stay calm. Kang Yoon woke up, and she held onto Kang Yoon.

"Lie down. Soon..."

"It's all right. There's nothing wrong with it..."

"An innocent man suddenly collapses?"

Lee Hyun-si strongly pushed him to rest, but he couldn't break Kang-yoon's stubbornness.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes. A little... tired, I guess."

Leaving school, Kang Yoon tried to reassure Lee Hyun. He collapsed unconsciously, so it was not easy, but he barely made a compromise that he would go to the hospital later.

"I'll nag you every time I see you. He's a widower. He doesn't do too much healthcare."

"Ho, a widow."

I couldn't help but overwrite the nickname "widow." The excuses I received the entire time I arrived at my accommodation were dummy.

After arriving at the accommodation, Kang Yoon rested on his bed.

'The light is back. And my senses. "

I feel relieved. I still feel alive during the day, when something was removed from my eyelids. And the senses that feel different from each other. I felt like I could do more things than I used to judge songs by light alone.

'Shall we do Mina's work?'

I thought I could do it now. Kang Yoon turned on the computer. I organized a 'Hot Smile' while watching Jung-min's choreography. The notes fill the room.

'Warm wind, black... this is for sure.'

You distort the electronic tone in the violin like before, and you feel a hot breeze with black light. It was a failure.

"Because it's high, it makes me feel more nervous..."

Chewing...

The first note distorted. The next thing I knew, it was an electric guitar. Kang Yoon put in a reverb effect, then pressed the play button. When the hot wind and white light spread with the ringing effect...

Ugh! '

A tingling sensation that strikes the entire body. I felt more sensitive to the song than before. Kang Yoon's eyes became tired.

"I have to try again."

Kang Yun's song work continued through the night.

The next day, afternoon.

Kang Yoon picked up the USB and headed to the practice room where Jung Mina was practicing. Jung Mina, who was sweating with her face without a toilet, quickly covered her face with a towel.

"Oh, tell them you're coming!"

Kang Yoon tilts his head slightly to the sound of the blade line.

"Not once or twice. All of a sudden."

"I'm a woman, too... Anyway!! Please be considerate. What?!"

"Huh, well..."

Although he was full, Kang Yun smiled and said yes. Then, Jung Mina regained her angry smile. When I saw the USB in Kang Yun's hand, Jung Mina opened her eyes wide.

"Is that my song?"

"Yes, why? You don't like it?"

"Is that possible? Because I like it."

Jung Mina held Kang Yun's hand and rubbed her cheeks. Kang Yun smiled at an unexpected flirtation.

"You like it?"

"Of course I like it. How hard it is to get your music. Heeheehee."

"I wish I could re-record it when I get a chance, but the schedule..."

"Can we do it now?"

"Now?"

As always, one move was amazing. I wish I could record right away, but I had to make sure I was in the best shape possible. Kang Yun shakes his head.

"We'll record later. Why don't you start with a song?"

"I'd like to think so. It's your song."

"I appreciate your trust... but let's hear it."

Kang Yoon clears his throat in a big reaction and plays music.

Whew.

You start to hear the wind.

"Relaxing."

I felt like I was alone in the woods and hit by the wind. Jung Mina closed her eyes. Soon the sound of the wind brought Marimba (a type of silophone. resounding and round sound) is mixed together.

"Sounds so good..."

The clear silophone sounded like it was ringing silently. Jung Mina closed her eyes and raised her mouth, just then.

"Huh?"

Just... just... The rhythm begins to accelerate with the sound of your finger bouncing. Along with the lead of the electron drum was added the heavy bass, the high-pitched melody. Jung Mina's pupils became larger as the atmosphere changed rapidly. Unlike the original songs that were optimized for poppins and non-boying choreographies, which were thrilling with quick beats.

Jung Mina mumbled her song and moved lightly.

"Hot, hot... I feel it. It's relaxing, but it doesn't sag."

"Can I have a little more beating?"

"No, this is better."

Jung Mina waves lightly and makes a big S. There was a note on her, too.

'White.'

It was a shame. I was expecting a silver glow. It was not completed, so it could be improved further.

"Why don't you swing from here to the side? Or should I turn around?"

Jung Mina waved her hips on the side of Kang Yun, then turned around from Kang Yun and waved. Both choreographers glow silver in the white.

The problem was the senses.

'The wind was stronger in the back choreography.'

It was definitely different. You feel the wind as if you were being pushed back from the choreography circling back.

"I think it's better to turn around."

"Okay, I'll take that. Choreography is rough... so, let's go."

"Where?"

"Somewhere. I have to go record."

Kang Yoon tried to stop Jung Mina from going to record right away. Eventually, it was only after I had formally scheduled the recording that I could calm Jung Mina down.

"... one movement is the best, the best."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Seeing Jung Mina opening her chest, Kang Yoon shook his head. The next day.

After the vacation, Kang Yoon returned to Shamuel.

[Welcome, Kang Yun.]

On his way to the entrance, Shamuel greeted Kang Yun with a hug.

Given the difficulty of ticketing, the remainder of the schedule was easy. Everything went smoothly, including customs clearance for equipment, installation of concert venues and copying of concert songs.

Time went by while I was busy.

After reviewing a report sent by a team across Brazil, Kang Yoon swiped his head and frowned in a strange report.

"May be delayed? '

Several equipment transports were delayed and are expected to arrive in December. It was a matter of administrative proceedings. It was important because there were also some important equipment. Kang Yoon immediately called Brazil.

[You must pass through all equipment at the latest until December.]

[Yes, sir. Until then, I'm going to finish the job.]

To Lisa, Deputy Chief Kang Yun was a bride because of the tears that began in December. After ticketing, it was the maximum variable that would affect the concert. All the planning teams, including Kang Yun, were getting nervous so that Shamuel wouldn't care.

[Please report anything related to December rains.]

[Yes, Master.]

After finishing the call, Kang Yoon stamped the other documents.

It was late in the afternoon when I opened my base after work. As always, Kang Yoon headed to the practice room.

'I see.'

Music was counting from the entrance of the practice room. When I opened the door, the green and blue lights danced. She swung her waist and swayed around the dance team, dancing like a slippery dance. An intense silver glow echoes through the white.

'It's moist. It's like a bubble.'

I felt a soft, foamy feel. Songs, dances, and lights flowed out and made light. When Shamur's songs and dancers made a fluttering white light, the notes of the lights faded.

[Oh, Kang Yun.]

The music stops. With a joyful face, Shamuel raises his hand to Kang Yun. Dancers and sessions who were steaming up also sighed for a moment. Kang Yoon walked to the stage.

[Am I interrupting?]

[Hahaha. It was time to rest.]

In the chair in front of the stage, Kang Yoon and Shamuel sat side by side. After cooling the cola, Kang Yoon turns his head toward Shamuel.

[It's Joy now, right?]

[That's right, how was it?]

[I thought it was a song that felt like Shamuel.]

[Feeling like me?]

He looked at Kang Yun with an interesting face. Kang Yun, who thought for a moment, calmly took his luck.

"I've figured out that joy is in your arms. (I have found joy in your arms.)"

After reciting the lyrics, Kang Yoon boldly said.

[That's the point, right?]

[Yes, it's a shy but legitimate confession. Why?]

[What tone would the other singers use? I thought about this for a moment. These days, trends are straightforward. Shamur whispers, turns and talks.]

[If I say this directly, I'm less attractive.]

Shemuel closed his eyes, mumbling his lyrics. In his song, there was a white glow. When Kang Yun also mumbled the lyrics together, Shamuel mixed up the harmonies. The white light begins to flutter.

"Ooh."

I can't believe my voice is making the light flutter. Kang Yoon felt a thrill. The shaker stops humming and asks with a smile.

[Kang Yoon, do you think I should sing a straightforward song in a trendy way?]

It was a difficult question. How to answer, Kang Yun pondered with a small groan.

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[Of course it's good to sing what you want.]

[Right?]

[But--.]

Kang Yoon's hesitation caused Shamuel's eyes to rise slightly. I had no choice but to become sensitive to the story of the song.

[Why don't you prepare two versions of this song?]

[Two things?]

[In Brazil, it looks like there's going to be a boogeyman. It's a very macho culture.]

[Macho? Well... Brazil was a bit tough.]

Chemuel agreed, and Kang Yoon continued to explain.

[Only a few years ago, there was a law that allowed a bride to nullify her own marriage unless she was a virgin. The rest of the macho culture remains everywhere.]

[Huh... Was that it?]

Shamur crosses his arms. When did you analyze the brassiere again? After tapping Kang Yun's shoulder, Shemuel summoned Elena, the bandmaster who was onstage. She approached the two of them after a long conversation with the sessions.

[Did you call for me, Shamuel?]

[Can I talk to you about Kang Yun for a second?]

Kang Yoon told the same story again. Elena looks strangely distorted. It wasn't a good thing to hear from a woman. But she was a pro.

[... you mean, you need an arrangement? On a local basis?]

[Yes, please. This is not an album composition, so we would like you to take the session.]

Elena chirps once more, nodding her head and stepping back onstage. Soon, another voice spread from the sessions. Seeing the sessions' faces turning bluish, Kang Yoon scratched his cheeks.

I'm sorry...

He gave work to those who liked to rest.

After the day, I returned to my accommodation. It's already past 2: 00 a.m. I was tired and lay down on the bed.

Ziing-Ziing-

My phone danced loudly. Front seat 082. From Korea

"Yes, this is Lee Kang-yoon."

- Chief Lee Kang-yoon. So... whoa, is that Mr. World's phone?

It was the voice of a nervous woman. An uncommon husky boy. Kang Yoon wondered, completely different from Kim Ji-min and Lee Hyun-a's Husky Boys.

"Who... oh, is that a comet?"

- Yeah, it's me.... Thank goodness. Phew.

Then I heard relief from my phone. It was a very unique voice, so I immediately remembered it. It was a trainee of MG, profitable.

I was a middle school student who sought the advice of Kang Yoon, who was afraid of all the trainees. Thanks to me, I listened to Kang Yun's advice and improved a lot.

"It's been a while."

- No, sir, you still are. I don't think you've changed much.

Kang Yun did not say how is she doing. Restructuring Practitioners of Jiye. Lee Hye-sung was also one of the trainees organized at that time. Asking was pointless.

"Is that what it looks like?"

- You're the president, so I feel like I'm a long way from practicing. I was afraid to call.

Following the story, Kang Yoon questioned. The golden ratio, the glamorous Husky Boys. There was nothing lacking in appearance, skills, or anywhere else.

"... is that why you came out here?"

I couldn't take it because I had a fourth restructuring. I couldn't stand the thought of getting rid of all the people who were going to make their debut like the world. Only seven kids left now.

"That's enough to make one team. That's too much."

- You must have fallen because I didn't have enough. If he had any skills, he would have survived.

Lee Hye-sung didn't blame anyone until the end. Thinking of her magnificently, Kang Yun was angry at Jiye's execution. I can't believe you're only taking a trainee who can make a sudden debut. What will become of the trainees who run from their dreams?

-... thank you for taking the call.

"Is this something to be thankful for? Keep in touch. You're welcome."

- Ehhh. Oh, right. I'm auditioning today. Cheer me on.

"Where are you going?"

- If you know, can you give me a hand?

"No."

- Hahaha. I thought you'd say that. I don't want to put a pass ticket on your bag either. Hold on. We'll be on the ground soon.

"Hahaha. I'll wait."

After the call, Kang Yoon lay on the bed.

Should I ask Chief Jean to meet me? '

Kang Yoon called the Antien representative, Team Leader Jin Hye-Ri.

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Inside the booth, a man in a bungee hat and a woman in a baseball cap were being sold out for music.

- How do I make people remember it's a waste of time?

With a gesture of hands, a rhyme and a full voice burst out.

- Welcome to your success, welcome to my success.

The man's hands point to the woman. The woman who was lightly beating her body took her mouth to the microphone.

- We -- no one can -- we have to walk into the future --

A cool, intense sound erupted. The acoustician guarding Booth operates the machine with a satisfactory smile.

"Joo-han's not kidding today."

"My baby is amazing. Wow, that's a show of emotion."

The composer Jewish name and writer were delighted to look at Booth. With or without interruption, the recording proceeded coolly.

"Wow. We don't need to do that anymore."

After the song, the two of them left the booth. The composer Jewish people applauded them. Shin Juhan, who rapped, shot a playful young eye.

"I did it. Of course."

"Shin Juhan, you have to do 100 more times. Hyunah, Hyunah. Best, best."

Shin Juhan grimaced his lips, but even the composer and other staff didn't save their applause for Lee Hyunah.

"Even if I don't try any more. Will it be okay??"

"I feel so good. It's okay! It's a white moonlit vocal. What makes you so good?"

"Joo Han's brother made a good match for me."

When the ball returns to him, the man's mouth widens. The producer finally put him in the booth, but...

After finishing the feature, Lee Hyunah got in the car with the manager.

"Hey, aren't there any more schedules today?"

"Yes, why?"

"Can you get me out of Hongdae? I have someone I want to meet..."

Someone to meet. The manager asked me with a worried look.

"Are you going to meet Jinsung? Even though it's an open relationship..."

"No, it's the work. I'm sick of seeing you all the time. You working overtime, too, Cole?"

The manager shakes his head violently. I didn't know if I was going to get kicked out by my wife until today. You don't just end up as a husband just because you pay a lot of money...

"Watch out for people."

"Okay."

The manager pleaded several times and dropped Lee Hyun-ah off. It was near the spothole, a theater in Hongdae. Lee Hyunah walked the path without any disguise. A group of people recognized her.

"Lee Hyun-ah!!"

"Sis!! ', Toxic, she had many female fans. Many of the crowds were also women.

"Here."

"Thank you!!"

After signing and taking pictures, I was more on my way to my destination. In Hongdae, she was a goddess.

Surrounded by a group of female college students, I was baptized by the signature, Flash, and I noticed a familiar silhouette in the cafe on the second floor.

"Cha-hee?"

Bast can be seen from afar. It was a second happiness. Lee Hyunah hurried to sign.

Huh?

Second-hee is not alone. He sits by the window on the second floor with a woman in red. It was strange.

Who is it?

'Sis!! Just one picture... "

'Ugh, I love you!! "

"Sis, I love you."

Suddenly, signatures and photo assaults came over me. I thought it was strange that Lee Hyunah quickly went up to the cafe on the second floor.

No second happiness, no woman in red.

I didn't see it wrong.

I didn't feel good. In case you were wondering, it was definitely Secondary Hee. There was no other harvest than the word "out."

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Immediately after returning to Korea, Lee gathered all employees.

"Report any suspicious people around celebrities and trainees immediately."

"You mean directly to the director?"

"Yes."

Employees also knew it was difficult to protect celebrities in China. It was said that the matter was very serious. Soon the order became public record.

"Sister Wisdom. Is something wrong?"

Kim Jae-hoon, who was working on music at Kang Yoon's house, wondered. Since Susie Hye's manager who came by the company was getting nervous...

"Hey. Jae-hoon, did anyone seem strange to you?"

"Weird guy? You said it was just the house and the company."

"It was...? But if you come across anyone suspicious..."

Kim Jae-hoon immediately caught the feeling.

Kim Ji-min was the same. Unlike Soon-Hye's manager, Moon Ju-nam's manager didn't say a word... but his face fell off.

"Brothers and sisters. You haven't seen anyone strange in days, have you?"

Lee Tae-jung, the manager of the white moon, exclaimed. Lee Hyuna shakes her head naturally, but the male members just cough.

"... Senior brother. Did you meet someone?"

"No, I didn't."

I smoked something else, but my face was covered in lies. Lee Tae-jung's manager was relentless.

"Brother, let's be honest. Who did you meet?"

"... Yes!! I met him. I met him. I'll triple the money. It's been a long time."

"Bro!!"

"Brother!!"

Jung Chan-gyu and Lee Hyun-ah jumped at the story. Lee Tae-jung's manager was speechless about the unexpected development.

"Hey, I said no. Don't worry."

"Yes, that's my brother!!"

Lee Hyuna shrouded Kim Jin-jae's shoulders. Jeong Chan-gyu also high fived with Kim Jin-dae.

"Cha-hee, what's wrong?"

"Cha-hee?"

"… Huh?"

After Lee Hyunah called a few times, Second Hee raised her head.

"What do you think?"

"... No. Nothing."

"Look at you. It may seem silly, but it's a virtue, isn't it?"

"Hey, you idiot!!"

Unlike Kim Jin-dae, Second-hee had no reaction. There was not even a normal thumping response. Something was wrong. Lee Hyunah remembered something a few days ago. I saw a woman in red in Hongdae and a second husband.

"Cha-hee. You never been to Hongdae a few days ago?"

"Nothing."

"Really?"

The resolute answer. Lee Hyun-ah's eyes narrowed. I asked again.

"Really?"

"Why do you keep asking? Are you saying that I lied?"

"Oh, no. That's not it..."

"Not once, no."

Bang. Secondary Hee closes the practice room door and walks out. Kim Jin-dae and Jung Chan-gyu were dumbfounded by a violent reaction that was so different from usual.

"... Ash, what's wrong with him?"

"Did it explode?"

When the two men stared at each other, Lee Hyunah was as complicated as she was.

'It was definitely Cha Hee. No way...'

I didn't feel good. Her worries deepen.

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After practice, the concert planning meeting followed.

One of the most important things in the concert was the opening. Shemuel raises his hand to ask if he didn't understand Kang Yun's explanation.

[So, 30 Shamules. So you're saying I'm gonna be 30 and build an opening?]

[That's right, applying sophisticated hologram technology will be hard to distinguish from reality.]

Kang Yoon clearly accepted the cast, including the nailing shampoo. Kang Yun's words had already been strongly trusted by everyone.

After finishing talking about the opening stage, Kang Yoon continued to report on other processes.

[You've finished reporting live songs, copyrights, and more. Brazil didn't have much of a concept of copyright, so she had a little bit of a baby. Oh, Elena. You told the sessions you needed a removable riser.]

[Yes, sorry. It's too late.]

Kang Yoon shakes his head at the apple of the band master Elena.

[No, it won't be hard to meet the deadline. And...]

Kang Yoon led the meeting by looking at the list of three (demo songs). Shamuel and other team leaders actively asked for what they needed and wanted to do. Kang Yoon accepted the request, but rejected what he thought was difficult and led the meeting.

At the end of the meeting, Shamuel asked.

[How's guest selection going?]

[I'm working on it now. There are so many volunteers, they are struggling. Do you have a singer in mind?]

[I should have...]

Chemuel looks at Kang Yun with a playful look.

[Why don't you bring one from Kang Yoon Company?]

[Oh, that's not bad.]

[Good, you said you manage Kang Yoon.]

People were also enemies of favor. Kang Yoon, on the other hand, expressed an egg color. It seemed like a chimney to me, but I did not have the authority to be in charge.

[It's okay, Shamuel. I think in Brazil...]

[I heard from Jua that there is a dancer who is not as bad as you.]

Yes?

The Shamur speaks for everyone. Others were also the young eyes of the arc.

[Oh, I'd love to have a Jua dancer.]

[Me too. I miss you.]

[I heard the name. Mina?]

The cast and dancers were also jokingly opinionating. Like teasing Kang Yoon who is embarrassed. Jua, who was next to the dancer leader, was showing V interest with her finger toward Kang Yun.

Am I the only one? '

When I saw her, I knew the answer. It was his work. Kang Yoon smiled. I was stuffed without even knowing it.

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