God of Music

[Why not advertise online with rewards?]

Kang Yoon took out the prepared documents. Activo's face frowns as he slowly handed over the documents.

[I'm sorry, but I want you to think that I have responded to your request the hard way.]

The answer was negative, although it showed advertising support using equipment rental and the internet, of course. Kang Yoon asked.

[Is there anything you'd like?]

[I don't want anything big. If I could just hang a picture of Shamuel over there, I'd be satisfied.]

Activo points to a large billboard at the top of the slope. A picture of a bent beauty smiling brightly and coming down skiing was revised.

It was a big billboard that caught my eye everywhere on the ski slopes.

Kang Yoon was embarrassed. Of course it was too much to ask. It was like asking me to shoot a ski field ad.

[Indirect promotions using online and concerts are possible, but direct appearances are a different story.]

[I understand your position. But I want you to think that we have to close the door on Christmas.]

Between the tables, the atmosphere became tense. Activo casually blew his fingernails.

[I heard that Shamuel is a person who has to do what he wants to do.]

Tae-yeon weakly, Activo said something. Where did you get the information? You definitely need this equipment. I was embarrassed by the intent, but Kang Yoon smiled suddenly.

Where did you get that information? That's not the point. '

On the other hand, Kang Yoon's head turned complicated to find a compromise. Without equipment, there would be no damage to Kang Yun, or to the ski field.

Activo, who felt rejected without Kang Yoon's words, stood up.

[Perhaps, they think differently. See you next time...]

[Before opening, advertise breaks.]

It was before it was over. Kang Yoon proposed a deal. Then Activo's eyes twitched.

[Advertisement for concert footage to put on wheels here. How about this?]

[I wish there was a face for Shamur...]

There was nowhere else to turn. Kang Yun lowered his gaze.

[I don't think so.]

A spark appeared in the eyes of the two who met. Activo looks at Kang Yun as if there was nothing more to tear out. Kang Yoon kept quiet, whether he was willing to give something up.

How long has it been?

Activo buries himself in his belly and shrugs his hands.

[... Good. Let's sign.]

Then Kang Yun's face brightened. Unlike before the prophecy, the process of signing the contract was fourteen thousand. All that was left was to take the two manufacturing machines.

After the ski slopes were closed, Kang Yun watched as the man-made mills were loaded onto the truck.

[There!! Move it carefully!]

The forklift driver carefully loaded the man-made machine into the truck. Looking at Kang Yun, who had finished the contract and transportation in one day, Activo put out his tongue.

Kang Yoon rode the road in a truck loaded with equipment. The morning sun was rising when I ran all night to the Maracanan stadium.

[Towards the audience. Yes, a little twist to reach as many people as possible...]

The forklift driver placed the manufacturing machine where Kang Yoon said it would be. The professional personnel from the ski field set up the man-made installation, and the stage supervisor enters the venue.

[Ah, Master. Have you already been there? Oh, this is a snowmaking machine.]

The stage director glanced at the man-made installation that occupied both ends of the stage. I was worried how long it would take. The master was different.

[Director, you've got dark circles in your eyes.]

[Even masters are not inferior.]

The two of them smiled, facing each other, looking down at the dark circles. I jokingly washed away my fatigue and started talking about my work.

[I've been thinking about this since yesterday. It looks like you'll need to put this underneath.]

[I keep looking at the blueprints, but I don't think I deserve a booster or a rotator.]

In Kang Yun's words, the stage director smiled as confidently as he did.

[Master. Would I get paid for nothing? Just give me half a day. I'm going to put it in clean. I'm going to solve the noise problem.]

[Yes, sir.]

The stage supervisor intervened among the technicians and began to do the work. Shortly after, the construction team arrived. The floor was torn in less than an hour, and the machine went into the floor.

In the practice room next to the concert hall, Kang Yoon gathered all the cast and staff.

[... that's why it's free until evening.]

[Hail!!]

Kang Yoon declared a break because of the construction of the stage. Everyone, except Shamur, was better at shoveling. The practice room quickly slowed down. Shamur comes to you with a gloomy face.

[Rest in this time of year... I have to practice more somehow...]

Kang Yun shoved his worried chef's back.

[Let's go. It's okay, go to the chat room. You wanted to go to the Jesuits' Award when you came here.]

[Kang Yoon, even after the concert...]

[Goodbye, Shamuel. After today, I can't rest if I want to. You need to rest so you can perform better.]

Shamuel gazed at Kang Yun without saying a word. Laughing, but stiffness. At that time, Kang Yun did not bend his will. The second she thought about it, she went out with her manager. Kang Yoon is alone in a big practice room...

"Lee Gangyun."

"... player."

I felt a tingling pain on my back. Turning to me, only a few Korean members, Yuna, drew a V-letter with her finger.

Pm. At the end of the term, punishment follows. Kang Yoon was punished with honey balm. Jua glances at Kang Yun, wrapped around her head.

"It hurts!! Did you hit him with a cauldron hand?!"

"If you're wrong, you should be punished."

"What a mess. Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! Chairman Lee Kang-yoon."

Jua grumbles constantly. Kang Yun, who knew her character well, laughed. A moment later, Jua asked.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to the concert. Because of the stage construction."

"Really? I was going to go with Mina when I had time."

"To Mina? To practice?"

Jua nods.

"Uh, he wants to see the choreographer. Hehe. What do you think? I'm good, right?"

"If you hadn't said that, you would have been a great boss."

"By the way."

He kept grumbling that he couldn't say a compliment easily.

Kang Yoon gave an order to congratulate me because I have to go. Jua has a heartache and is attached to Kang Yoon.

"What's the matter?"

"I'm going to watch my brother's singer."

"Ah. Take good care of it."

"What are you talking about?"

Whether to ignore it or pretend to ignore it. Eventually, she had to go out on her own.

After that, Kang Yun spent time in the theater watching the installation of the manufacturing plant and other equipment.

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"Don't everyone think that's too much?"

Jinhye raised the tone by waving the document only the two of them. The girl who lowers her head, the team members of the Antien, do not lift their heads.

"You said weight management is the foundation of Idol. And this is what you get. How do we deal with this?"

"... I'm sorry."

I replied with a voice that creeps in. It was a little less fitting to admit, but it didn't work for Jinhye Ri.

"Hyo-min. 55kg. I gained two pounds more than a month ago. How do we deal with this?"

Rather, I was stoned. Hyo-min didn't raise her head. The same was true of the other members.

[Heave.]

There are people everywhere who don't know the atmosphere. The distinctive laughter drives the target back to another place.

"Tsk. Not a good time to laugh. Sixty-five pounds, right?"

"Khhh!!"

The new car screamed when its weight was revealed. His face turned red, but there was no mercy for Jinheeri.

"49, 51.54, 57, 59kg. I've told you many times that Chao has a good weight, so he should not eat it."

"Don't you dare!! I see..."

The weight check was cruel. No process, no results. Except for the youngest glass, there were no survivors. Jinhye, who saw the graph rising to the right, grabbed onto her forehead.

'Data like this is hard if you don't eat it every night. I can't gain this much weight. "

I take care of my diet while living at home. That meant he kept eating something. Stay at school or at night. One of the two.

When Jinhye was rebuking the members, the door opened.

"Huh? What's going on?"

It was Lee. I didn't see any paperwork or anything like that. Team members of the Antien have sent a sad glance.

"Sister..."

Help me, I'm sorry. Lee Hyun-si smiled as she looked at herself with the most pitiful face possible, looking at the Antien members.

"Director."

"What is it?"

"Here, I have a report for you."

Jinheeri handed over the documents. Weight check documents. It was the document with the graph rising to the right.

"Is this...?! '

It was sudden. The eyes of Lee were shaking. Fortunately, no one noticed.

"… Th-that's more."

"Few people have been properly managed since the start of their stay. You can't even dream of a debut, a flagship ceremony like this. We may need to do something extraordinary."

"Okay. I'll keep an eye on Tyler."

Jinhee went out without saying two things. If this were Tai, the trainees would be aware too. Only members of Lee and Tim Entin remained in the practice room. The sound of your footsteps fades away. It was time for the Disobedience to drop.

Lee Hyun-si sighed briefly and turned her eyes to the trainees.

"I told you to stay up all night."

"I'm sorry?"

Sensei pulled out his tongue cute. Other trainees also smiled at this location.

"Sister Isaiah."

"Let's eat well from now on. I'm going on a diet, but this time I'm going to skip it. Okay?"

"Yes!!"

With a resounding voice, the trainees came to Lee Hyun. There was a cause. Lee took good care of it. To be friendly.

'I have to be strict from now on.'

Seeing the trainees practicing martial arts, Lee Hyun decided firmly.

"... I thought I should report this. Sorry, I was short."

Jinhye raised her report in a firm voice. Today's problem was never going to go away.

I heard a quiet voice on the other side of the phone.

- I was gonna send one of the kids to a video soon. We're not gonna make it, are we?

"I think... I think so. I'm sorry, sir. It's my fault."

- Responsibility is important, but resolution comes first. Phew. Those kids are still growing up, so a sudden diet won't be good.

"What do you want me to do?"

For a moment, a voice opened up. Jinhee-ri is also lost in thought, but she hears a bright voice as if something came to her mind.

- You said you were close with the Anti Anne kids in your lodging?

"Yes. Why is that..."

- I think we should leave it to the board. The home and the company will have a thorough view of it.

Jinhye clapped her hands. The trainees' oil was being drawn everywhere.

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D-Day, Christmas Eve.

The day of the battle has dawned.

Shhhhhhh...

The sound of the rain hitting the roof of the Maracanan Stadium was loud. The weather forecast was correctly heard. Heavy rain is pouring across Rio.

[Spin everything you can!! You don't have enough?!]

[This way too!! First...]

The planning team held the phone and took command.

During the shuttle bus ride, people flew from all over Rio to the concert venue, where four members of the planning team felt overwhelmed by real-time reports.

Same time.

Master Kang Yun was in the theater. The empty theater was the last place to rehearse because it did not start. A little snowflake sprayed from both sides of the floor, and the Shamur braked as he slipped onstage.

There was nothing to touch.

There was a lot of practice, and it was glowing. A walkie-talkie in the ear is plugged in real time with staff and supervisors, and Kang Yun watches from backstage.

Master! It's raining too much. Looks like we're gonna have to pull back another 30 minutes.

There's a radio broadcast from the planning team. Kang Yun, who was watching the stage, also flew a radio.

[23 minutes. Has the medical team arrived?]

[Yes, we are prepared for any situation. The security team is armed and has complete control of the waiting room and entrance area.]

An hour before the show.

After the rehearsal, Shamur gestures at everyone. Over 100 cast and staff are all on the stage. At the end, he glanced at the invisible audience and smiled brightly at everyone.

[Finally, the day has come. Thank you all.]

Tears welled up around the eyes of the brightly smiling Shamur. Before I even started, emotions were rising. When everyone didn't know what to do, Kang Yoon stepped out.

[Here we go. I want you to push your emotions back three hours, and I want you to run.]

Hearing Kang Yun's words, the eyebrow shampoo nods with a smile.

[Yes, yes. I'm in a hurry. Not yet. Yes! Everyone who made it this far.]

Mate, Shamuel claps and starts calling out the names of about 100 people. from staff to dancers to session leaders. Everyone with a name smiled at me.

[... I wouldn't be here today if it wasn't for one person. Thank you, then!!]

More than 100 hands were stacked together. Everyone's hands were not stacked, but it was easy to create a sense of unity. Everyone's hands go up and morale is elevated.

We're ready. A huge curtain comes down and covers the stage. The light that was illuminating everywhere was dark and the guide light pointing to the auditorium was illuminated. Kang Yoon, who was looking at the watch, sent a radio.

[Start the audience.]

The audience began to come in with enormous noise. Mostly wet in the rain, but the eyes were full of aspirations. Seats were filled one by one from the front seat. An advertisement appeared on the curtain when the audience seat was half full. Advertisements from companies supporting technology and capital were followed, including the Agradabla ski fields that sponsored the equipment.

The advertisement continued until 10 minutes before the performance, five minutes before, and one minute before. There were so many reasons why I was supported.

[When does it start?]

[Woo.]

When people started complaining, the clock flashed on the screen as it became dark everywhere.

00: 00: 59, 58, 57...

[Wahhhhhhhhhh…!!!]

The countdown to the start of the performance began with 200,000 voices popping up.

Thirty seconds!

A radio was sent to all the staff. In their place, the cast and staff were nervous.

[Ten!! Old!! Arms...]

The biceps. Kang Yun, who was looking down the stage from behind, swallowed the saliva.

[Three, two, work!! Young!!!!]

Rage!!

The curtain that was covering the stage went down, and the lights lit up as one. At the same time, 30 Shamurs appeared. It was a real fake sham, a hologram.

A thunderous scream bursts through the rain. Together he announced the start of Shamur's first world tour, a Brazilian concert.

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