God of Music

God of Music

101st - World Class

Copacabana, a coastal stretch of white sand, has been a bustling tourist destination all year long.

It was full of sunbathers and sunbathers at sunset.

Beautiful view, isn't it?]

A middle-aged man dressed in a generous floral southern pattern pointed to the sunbathing women smiled. The Eastern man, who presses his shoe into the cook, clears his throat.

[Well... haha.]

[Hahaha. Why? Embarrassed?]

The man in the south of the floral pattern looked back at the man who walked with a smile. The man in the south of the floral pattern was Paulo, the representative of the Brazilian national beverage, Guaranazi. He was also the biggest supporter of Shamuel concerts. The oriental man walking in the suit together was Kang Yun, the concert director.

[Well... ah. Is that a theater?]

[Hahaha. The concert hall is more noticeable to this team leader than women. Here, girls are gonna be disappointed.]

[Hahaha. No way. I just thought, what if our singers were on that stage?]

Walking along the beach, the two of them had a lot of conversations. Ages and nationalities were different, but their conversations continued as if they were flowing. The two of them worked well on a variety of topics as well as work stories.

As darkness approaches, the noise around you fades.

Nestled in a luxury hotel with lights on, Paulo looked back at Kang Yun.

[I am very excited about this concert, personally.]

[I will do my best.]

[Hahaha. I believe you. Ah.]

Paulo joined hands with Kang Yoon. I did not see Shamur, but this Asian man could have faith enough. However, there was a catch. With force majeure.

[I heard the rainy season will start early this time.]

Kang Yun nodded.

[We need to be prepared for many things.]

[I know that the Maracanan Stadium won't be a problem directly. The problem is people. We're going to need measures.]

[Okay, thanks for the advice.]

It was Rio that poured out like the sky had been pierced. It was a story that could not be told.

After a short walk, the representative returned to Paulo. Kang Yoon-do got into a car and headed to the marachanan stadium where rehearsal was happening.

In the car, Kang Yoon took out his laptop. The monitor had a conti and an audience announcement plan.

"I don't think we have enough security..."

Kang Yun's brow twisted. I was confident it was going to rain and increased the number of security personnel, but there were too many areas that I couldn't cover. I changed the placement by moving the mouse several times, but the results were the same. Kang Yoon sighed as he opened the budget to check the safety budget.

"... I'm going to have to draw some more. No, we'd better put out more BOLOs. Oh, Mina."

Kang Yoon, who wrote "Recruitment" in the document, opened the continent. In one eye, there was a red entry.

[Mi-Na 'Hot Smile']

It was checked several times.

"This is actually a two-part opening..."

Kang Yoon grabbed his forehead.

Between Part 1 and Part 2, the break stage. There was originally a two-minute gap between the guest stage and the two-part stage. Shamur erased that time. I thought I would take the atmosphere of Jung Mina's stage as it is.

"I wish you could change your mind..."

Thanks to this, Jung Min-ah and Kang Yoon-do became an irony that doubled the burden. It looked like he was dispelling his celebrities. Without knowing the speed, the team looked up to the company's people, saying that they were objective. Squealing.

After checking the work, I arrived at the Maracanan Stadium. On the outside, there was a bright light inside the stadium. Once inside the stadium, all the cast members were checking their lines around the Shamur. Kang Yoon headed to the stage.

[Dayan. Louder. It's like a cicada crying.]

[Ah-ah-ah------]

The voice of the chorus who took the advice spread. The advised Shamuel had a number of conversations with the sessions.

Everyone does not hesitate to ask Shamuel, and he hears. The stage was lively.

I was so focused that I noticed Kang Yun approaching the stage.

[Kang Yoon!!]

When Shamuel waved his hand towards Kang Yun, the people took their strength away from their bodies. Kang Yoon has come. He will rest soon. Naturally, that expectation came true.

[Do you want me to take a break?]

The people on the stage swoop out, and Shamuel sits next to Kang Yun. Kang Yoon gave the towel to the foaming shampoo.

[Thank you. You said you met with your sponsors for two days. How was it?]

[They were all positive. I was worried, but it wasn't about the Shamur.]

[Oh, it's the rain, right?]

Shamur's face is blurred. Kang Yoon mentioned that it was an uncontrollable problem. Kang Yun nodded.

[What they're most worried about is canceling the show.]

[Cancel? I can't do that!!]

Shamur's eyes widen. Canceling the concert was a story that would have been dead if it had been. Kang Yun also relieved him, saying that he knew his heart well.

[Our intentions were clear. There's no way Shamur's canceling the show.]

[Good job, Kang Yun. Cancel the concert? I'd rather die.]

Shamur's obsession came out again. Kang Yun raised his hand to appease him.

[You don't have to worry, Shayla has a good heart.]

Well, that's a relief. Ha.]

Shamur shrugs. Don't these people trust you? I sighed.

Kang Yoon crossed his arms.

[Even if only one person comes, they will perform. I told him this.]

In fact, he smiled and wrapped his arms around Kang Yun's shoulders in a statement that he had declared.

[... Well, if it rains a lot, I'll borrow more and spend a few more days.]

[Hahaha. At least I don't know.]

You know Kang Yun should be there, right?]

Kang Yun scratched his head and nodded.

[Let's sleep!! Let's gather!! We must practice!!]

The voices of Shamur converge all the more vigorous than before.

The practice of Shamur continued until 3: 00 A.M. to make sure Phil got it right.

The staff all went back to their homes, but Kang Yun was with those practicing. In the office next to the practice room, set up to stop exactly.

Inggering--

Jiaying -- Jiaying.

You hear something banging on your desk. Kang Yun's hand shook on the desk. The documents on the desk fell to the floor in a mess.

"Hmmm... Honey... are you there?"

A non-dreamy dream. I answered the phone with difficulty.

Are you still sleeping?

"... What the... Hang up."

I heard a woman grumbling and grumbling. It was Jung Mina. Kang Yun answered with a crawling voice and pressed the Exit button. Of course, the vibrations were loud again.

- What kind of manners are you? Are you ignoring my calls?

"... What's going on?"

Jung Mina said she hung up on the phone and laid waste to nagging bombs for a long time. Kang Yoon scratched one ear and stretched his base. My eyes didn't open easily because of the accumulation of fatigue. I opened the window and hit the wind, and the lock fled a little.

"... Mina. What's going on?"

- It's Mina? Ah, ah. Blood pressure....

"If you have nothing to say, I'm done..."

- I got it! Is this what you do to your girlfriend?

Jung Mina spoke about her business as much as she could.

- I'm leaving now. It's a night plane.

"Are you ready?"

Are you coming out?

"I'm busy."

Jung Mina was relentless.

- Oh, why? I don't know anyone there!

"I gave you Team Leader Dae-hyun."

- Hyun doesn't even know Spanish.

"I don't know what you're talking about here."

- What the...

Jung Mina's last words made me sick. It seemed like I wanted to be met by Kang Yun. Kang Yoon looked at his calendar and watch and said.

"The flight tonight must be tomorrow morning. It'll only take a minute."

It's like I'm begging for it. How much I've lost...

"I'm hanging up."

- Peek! Why do you keep doing this?

Kang Yoon hung up on me. Dinghy, grumpy, and that was a habit.

Unfortunate or fortunate, no more calls have been made.

"Now, shall we start the day?"

Kang Yun, who was all round, drowsy and headed to the shower room.

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Since returning from the United States, Pyongyang PD has posted a draft.

"You're gonna do this? What's the concept? What about the audience?"

"We'll see. If it's a concept, then it's not an ideologist?"

"Are you crazy?"

Kim Jae-ho, who had seen the plan, was amazed. No clear audiences, no concept. Who would have seen such a program... if it had been another PD, they would have been dismissed immediately, but it was a downward PD, so I was miserable. It's called spinning.

"In the world?"

"Chairman Lee Kang-yoon asked me to do it."

"What?"

In fact, the world said yes. Kim Jae-ho covered his head and stamped it.

Shortly after, the plan was placed in front of the producers and the world.

"Bob Bus?"

Lee Hyun-ji looked inside the plan and crossed her arms.

Could be a camping trip, could be a cooking program. I can meet people and sing. If you have actors, you have a fan meeting. Everything happens on the bus. Bob Bus: A national anthem 'What?

"I feel like I'm missing the point."

My eyebrows distorted in this area. I thought it was a musical talent... I was hoping to talk to Kang Yun, but the result was sighing. In-hui, sitting next to me, said.

"... not just for singing."

The stories told through the interpreter were also difficult to buy from the producer Tsukasa.

[This broadcast... I don't know what it is. It might be an album promotion...]

Most of the world's people were negative. After listening to AD's interpretation, Hakkyung Rak PD calmly replied.

"Neither he nor I are right, and that's going to bring people together.]

What are you talking about?

"This is going to cost you a lot more, so listen carefully. Main author."

Does it cost a lot to rent a bus? Everyone tilted their heads.

A silent resident writer starts writing something on the whiteboard.

- Myeong-seok Lee, Young-ha Chae, Yong-jin Hyun, Sung-jin Kim...

It was a list of performers, all of the best actors, writers, and doctors, all of whom asked to be in one field.

"Wait a minute!! How much does it cost to make all these people..."

The resident writer continued to write down the list, and Hakkyung Rak PD maliciously rolled up his mouth.

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"Heheh heh."

The smile did not leave Jung Mina's face on the car. It was because he met Kang Yun who came out as soon as he entered the country. My worries vanished like snow, and my joy became my stomach.

"Wow, it's huge!! Is that the statue of Jesus?"

In the car heading to the Maracanan Stadium, Jung Mina pointed to a statue of what she could see from afar and asked.

"Yes."

"Amazing!! How do you make something like that?"

Kang Yoon who was too busy with work, the answer was dry. I thought it was okay, but Jung Mina's voice was so excited. She's been around the world, but she's never looked around this relaxed. Kang Yun glanced at the side and turned his eyes to the front seat with a smile.

"You said the other kids went to Thailand?"

Kim Dae-hyun, who was watching Spanish paintings, raised his head.

"Yes. Right after we arrive, we have a fan meeting and we have a broadcast."

"Mina must be upset, too."

Jung Mina frowned at Kang Yun's words.

"I'm dying on a plane. I'm tired of waiting... and sometimes people just look at me."

Kang Yoon silenced Jung Mina sighing. When I saw it like this, I felt sorry for myself.

"Hang in there. It'll be more comfortable from now on."

"How?"

"There is."

Jung Mina kept asking, but Kang Yoon only laughed and didn't answer. Jung Mina grumbles and turns her eyes back to the window.

The car suddenly arrived at the Maracanan stadium, following a loud commotion. The huge stadium caught Jung Mina's eye.

"Wow... it's huge. Stab."

Jung Mina got out of the car and did not keep her mouth shut about the size of the giant marachanan stadium. I couldn't see the end of the hall from the outside. Kang Yoon led her into the theater. It was so big that I had to walk for a long time.

"Wow..."

It was a gigantic stage I'd never seen before in her eyes. She was a joint concert in China, but this was even bigger. The stage was being rehearsed and thousands of people were dancing as one. On the one hand, sessions played a variety of instruments. Harmony was as powerful as the numbers.

The man in the middle raises his voice in a relaxed tone. The dancers moved to his tune, and the instruments swayed like waves.

Jung Mina closed her mouth with both hands. I came under tremendous pressure just for rehearsal. That black singer in the middle was relaxing on the stage. Smooth, natural. She clenches her saliva and stabs Kang Yun gently in the side.

"… me, me. Th-that's... that's... right there, isn't it?"

Kang Yoon nodded silently. Jung Mina's whole body did not stop trembling. Pleasure, joy, tension, worries, and many other emotions fluttered.

A huge pillar of flame erupted from the stage. Jung Mina was so surprised that she hugged Kang Yoon.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!"

Jung Mina, who used to be a carpool and generous person, was nowhere to go. Kang Yoon grinned and covered her back.

"Why? Surprised?"

"Oh, no, it's not. No, I'm surprised."

"Hahaha."

I would have taken it off immediately, but Kang Yoon did not take it off from Jung Mina. Jung Mina's voice and body did not stop trembling. If you look at this stage, even the dizzy numbers will feel pressure.

As the flames subsided, the music stopped. After taking off his hat and stealing his sweat, the shampoo waves his hand towards Kang Yoon.

[Kang Yoon!!]

Kang Yoon also lightly raised his hand and replied. Shemuel runs into a run and wraps his arms around Kang Yun's shoulders.

[How's the flame? Do I look okay?]

[Good, but I think it's too much. Why don't you put away the four at the end?]

[Wouldn't it look empty if it fell out?]

[The flames are so big, why don't you try spacing them out?]

While talking to Jung Mina, Kang Yoon's eyes were on the stage. The stage was glowing with a silver glow. The golden light echoes through the flames, and the flames of both ends burst into flames, fading silver. The soft sensation that came into contact with the skin became sharp.

[Ericsson. The stage...]

Shamuel grabbed the microphone and requested that the flame be spaced apart. A support team backstage jumps in and starts demolishing. You have time to cool the flame device and take a short break during demolition.

[Ah, there she is. Kang Yoon's girlfriend?]

With Jung Mina still holding Kang Yun in her arms, Shamuel frowned. When she heard the word 'Girlfriend', Jung Mina flinched for a moment. On the other hand, Kang Yoon shook his head lightly and separated Jung Mina.

[Unfortunately not.]

[Hahaha. I don't think that's it.]

Chemuel still looked at Jung Mina playfully, but it was a burden on Kang Yoon. Though his awkwardness was overwhelming, Jung Mina introduced herself.

[Hello, I'm Jung Mina.]

[Hello, pretty lady. I'm Samuel Johnson.]

Shamur teamed up with Jung Mina. Holding hands with him, Jung Mina was surprised if this was real or a dream. Ever since I became a singer, it's been the most dreamy moment. To her smiling awkwardly, Shamuel had said many things. Jung Mina tried to talk to him with her hands and feet.

Kang Yoon gladly looked at him.

'It's been a long time since I've felt like this.'

This will be another growth opportunity for Jung Mina. Kang Yoon became delighted. Kang Yoon quietly drifted away from the two of them. As I walked backstage, I approached the stage director Lee Kang-yoon.

[Kang Yun, help me.]

[What's going on?]

[HEAL. I don't know what to do with this song. If they all say no...]

The stage director's face was serious. Shamur seems stubborn. It was worth it. "HEAL" is a theme song that goes through the entire concert.

[You said you wanted to use a hologram. I thought we were going to create a sense of wind in the forest.]

[I can't feel it. It's supposed to be a tremendous effect on people...]

The stage director sighed deeply. Kang Yun fully understood his pain. I can't feel it. I can't explain what it feels like.

It's a diggable effect.

Looking at Jung Mina talking with her hand gesture and foot, Kang Yoon began to think.

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