God of Music

God of Music

107 - Towards a Larger World

When Kang Yoon hung up on the concert teaser footage, the pilot and Lee Han-seo went to the microshareholders of Jiye.

"I have nothing more to say to you."

The landlord, a major minority shareholder of Jiye, looked at the marquee with the eyes of the worm.

"I know you're uncomfortable. But just 10, no, five minutes of my story..."

"Oh, you're being sarcastic."

Bang. The iron door closes.

As the runner tries to press the bell, Lee holds his hand on the bell.

"Better come back another time."

"I should. I didn't think it would be easy, but..."

He shrugged his shoulders of the marquee with a bitter face.

Whether it was because of a previous comment unit incident, relations did not even look at him.

Leaving the entrance, the march looked around the apartment.

"... that's okay. I'll do it until I can."

Suddenly, the shoulders of the marquee were shrugged.

I glanced at his back, Lee Han-suh.

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Teaser footage of the World Stage has been released.

Trot singer glass was a video with a stage at the dome concert.

Scandals are bad for World opinion, but three years goes by when the rich get ruined.

People did not just pass by banners exposed at the top of the portal site chase.

After pressing the banner, humanity's stage filled the screen with ultra-high quality for 30 seconds. It was the moment when it changed from silver to gold.

- Here comes the $Evil... and I'm clear.

I've only seen it 100 times.

- I agree with the board. I only pressed it 500 times.

Maybe it's the influence of golden light.

The reaction to the teaser was ridiculously explosive.

- I don't like Lee Gangyun... but I like the concert.

- Jin-seo...

- I'm getting married too. But I can't let you do that.

Of course, not all reactions were good.

Especially close.

"You bastard!! I have something to edit!! Cut me to pieces?! Wow!!"

As soon as she saw the teaser, she rushed to the concert in the middle of the schedule. When I was a rookie, I rushed to tear Kang Yun's head off, saying that there was no humiliation like this.

"So Mun-hee did well, didn't he?"

"It was awesome... but the important thing is why did you cut me!! I mean..."

"I just sent out the best stage."

It was said that Mun-hee's stage was better than yours.

I gave up scraping with pride. Jua closes her mouth and shoots a laser at the eye.

"... You'll see. You insulted me."

Jua stepped out of the theater one by one, and a staff approached Kang Yun with a worried look.

"Is it okay? Juan, everyone knows your pride."

"That's okay. She's a real pro."

The staff were worried whether they were being hostile or not, but Kang Yun was stunned.

Two days later, it was ticketing day.

During the time that the production team was in the middle of stage maintenance, the planning team gathered in the other room.

Kang Yoon turned the monitor to make everyone look comfortable.

"… Well, I hope that works, sir?"

"Keep your eyes peeled."

He cursed at the team leader who was the most nervous planning team leader.

The site opened and ticketing started. Everyone's eyes turned to the monitors, today it's a stand sale.

I sold VVIP seats next to both T-shaped stages. It was also important for team fraud, strategies, etc. as it was able to keep track of future trends based on pre-sales volume.

'Slow.'

In silence, only a voice rang, and the white seat remained unchanged.

Lee Hyun-ji, standing next to Kang Yun, clenched his fist. It was to stop the shivering a little.

At 20 minutes, the seat was not frozen.

"Oh, shit."

We're screwed.

The distraught team leader looked back at Kang Yun and Lee. Both of them couldn't keep their eyes off the monitor.

"I can't. Call Says..."

When Lee was about to leave.

The white seats are full of red. Like painting on a drawing board in an instant.

Everyone was frozen solid.

The team leader pushed his youngest. The youngest quickly pressed F5.

The screen came up with a brief buffering. All seats are red.

Tickets sold

"Wahhh---!!"

Everyone in the team hugged each other. When the production team heard the sound, they came into the room and shouted, "Long live!"

Kang Yoon-do sighed of relief. I had a faint smile on my mouth.

"Phew. We're over a mountain now."

Lee Hyun also just wiped off the sweat on his forehead.

The employee behind this location answered the phone and disappeared. After the call, he told me why.

"As soon as the site opened, traffic started to flood in from China. I mistook it for didos... Says Says Says Says he shut down the servers. They blocked everything because they shouldn't have come into Korea. But there were so many Chinese protest calls..."

Ahh.

Kang Yun shrugged.

Eventually, a misunderstanding blocked the sale of tickets. Except for the blocked time, it was sold out in less than two minutes.

While everyone in the team was shouting for resilience, only Lee Hyun regained peace. She looked at Kang Yun.

"You still have the main ticketing left."

"I'm sure you won't be worried."

It was as Kang Yoon said.

A few days later, I got an article saying all the tickets were sold out in less than three minutes.

Kang Yoon declared a feast. Hanwoo is furious. All the associates come together to share their joy.

Han Ki-young, Director of Natural Emotions, also participated after finishing his work. His face was filled with joy.

"Sold out after three minutes in the open... I felt like I was fooled by the article. Thanks to you, I'll be able to spread my shoulders at the board tomorrow."

Kang Yoon also slammed into the cup with a smile. Lee Hyun-ji, sitting next to me, said.

"Just shrug your shoulders and you'll be disappointed."

"Hahaha. Is there something else?"

The face of Director Han Ki-young turned towards the center. Lee's voice became more intimate as well.

In a warm atmosphere, the banquet continued.

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Ryuma Kaito, the choreographer of the concert The Big Stage, had a headache.

Ticketing? It was all sold out in half an hour.

A fight with Ito Ryota, the executive producer? It was a problem through the words too well.

Budget or staff? In Jiye, the budget is pouring, and the staff is dying, if he says so.

There was a real problem.

"I told you before. I don't want to ride because I'm scared of this."

Lyma Kaito came down from the sliding stage and grabbed her head as she saw the singer making an impression.

The cause of the concern was Jin Hye-young, a visual and key fan of the female idol WINCLE.

While pressing and soaking in boiling soup, the rheumatoid actress tried to laugh.

[Last time you said you could slow down. Thanks to you, I spent a lot of time changing motors...]

"Ah, I don't know about that. I can't ride. Put me on."

The translator released it as best he could, but he couldn't help but feel the atmosphere.

Despite this behavior, employees were cautious about her as if she was being scammed, so they didn't understand.

The rope holding onto the rheumatic Kaito snapped and the gentle expression twisted.

While listening to the translator, Jin Hye-young snorted.

"You know how to make an impression on a Jap? I can't. I won't. I won't."

The area is frozen.

I caught hold of Jin Hye-young's arms, the leader of WINCLE, who sensed an unusual atmosphere.

"Hey, hey, hey. I'm sorry, Director. He gets sharper when he's stressed. Sorry, sorry..."

"What the fuck are you?"

Jin Hye-young pushed away the land that was leaning like a folder.

"Tsk!!"

Oh Youngji fell straight off the stage.

The startled staff rushes in, and the concert is turned upside down.

He even went to Ito Ryota, the executive organizer, but Jinhye-young did not stop drinking, spreading the prophecy of 'Jaguar.'

Eventually, the incident was concluded when the commandment took Jin Hye-young away.

In the car, the sighing sighs after seeing her frame.

"Hye-young, I told you to be nice to the directors."

"Oh, they keep telling me to do weird things."

Jin Hye-young twisted her lips. The streak rests hands on her shoulders and tugs her in.

"Yeah, it's been hard, huh? Hye-young."

"Heheh heh. It's just the boss. Well, what about the... what about the Japs? Choreography is not good, and conducting is weird..."

The commandments were full. What does he know about what to say to the best performers and choreographers in Japan?

She grabs her arms and pushes them out.

"A Jaguar. You and the choreographer. If you keep saying that..."

Jin Hye-young's face was distorted in a flash.

"I don't know about that. This way, I'll blow it all away..."

"Ahh. Okay, okay. Okay. I'll do whatever you want. Just give me a minute. Okay?"

"Hey, Hat."

Jin-hyeong hugged Kang Hye-young. with a childlike smile that made the fans fall in love.

The face of the impostor across her shoulder distorted.

'... I need to get rid of it quickly.'

'It's men's idea. Borneon.'

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Incheon Airport, Director of Entrance.

The boy holding his mother's hand pointed to a camera full of fronts.

"Mom, are they waiting for my dad, too?"

There is a yellow band on either side of the camera, and the back is full of crowds.

The mother held his hand tightly.

Min-woo, hold Mommy's hand.

I wonder if I'll ever lose it. The mother held his hand.

From the camera to the people behind. Although he frequented the airport because of his father, it was rarely this crowded.

"It's Lee Kang-yoon!!"

You hear a shout from the crowd. Cameras and a crowd rushed in the direction of the noise.

It was then that the entrance gate was opened.

People started coming out. The child's father is also among the group.

"Daddy!!"

As soon as he saw the man carrying the carrier in the cart, he ran to him.

"Hey, Min-woo, how are you?"

"Yes!!"

The man held the child in his arms and held him high.

A woman in a bungee hat next to her family sharing the season came to me. She was a woman in a flat pants and a T-shirt with sneakers.

"Is that your son?"

"Yes, son. Say hello, Ji-woo."

"Wow... beautiful."

When I saw Minji's face with the bunker hat, the boy's eyes sparkled.

The man's phone rang. I pressed the button and heard an urgent sound.

- Sir, they want you to come to exit 10.

The man drops his son, takes Minji's letter to exit 10.

Heading towards exit 10, there was Kang Yun, the former chairman and colleagues of the company. He was being asked by reporters and looked at by people in front of the camera.

Kang Jin-seo's face distorted when he looked at Kang, taking people's gaze.

"They're really..."

Minji took off his hat and headed to Kangyun.

"It's Minjin Seo!!"

The camera and the crowd came to Minjin Seo.

The man clings to Minjin's side. Airport guards were also standing next to Minjin's letter.

Kang Yun, who was in the liver set field, hurriedly grabbed Min Jin-seo's hand and lifted it towards the set.

'Team Leader Hyun. I told you to take the letter to the van.'

I'm sorry. '

The man bows his head as he pulls out of the camera's field of view.

Kang Yoon sent himself as a manager because he was instructed to keep people out of sight.

Min Jin-seo grabbed Kang-yoon's arm.

'It's not my fault. Because I'm here. Look at the camera over there.'

Kang Yoon sighed and turned his gaze toward the camera. Flashes continue to burst.

Unlike Kang, who was still awkwardly receiving the platesh, Min Jin-seo was being handed over to a professional glance.

A journalist put a microphone to Kang Yun.

"I recognize you two, and this is the first official schedule. How are you feeling?"

It was a question of how it felt to switch from secret to public relationships.

Kang Yoon smiled beautifully.

"This is... embarrassing. Thank you for your interest and your burden..."

"I've been seeing each other seriously on the premises."

A nuclear bomb has fallen.

Kang Yoon and those who were gathered, such as reporters, remained firm.

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"Jinseo, you..."

'You said you wouldn't leave me alone.'

He faced a mix of emotions, and Min Jin-seo held Kang Yoon's hand tightly.

'I'll be right back.'

Min Jin-seo turned to Kang Yun and walked towards the flash baptism that burst like an explosion.

As I raise my hands, the commotion calms down slowly.

When he stops at The Flash, Minji cries out.

"I can tell you this clearly. As much as I love acting, I've looked at Chairman Lee Gangyun for a long time, and I always will."

While numerous journalists were raising their hands, Minji once again shouted.

"Everyone seems to have a lot of questions. I want to tell you all about it, but I've got an important performance coming up, and that's it. Sure."

Min Jin-seo turned around and held Kang-yoon's hand.

While reporters paused, the staff began drilling close to Kang Yun and Minjin Seo.

"Mr. Jinseo!! One answer please!!"

"Minjin Seo!!"

Exit 10 was fought with guards who wanted to stop reporters who wanted to interview Minjin in some way.

Through the commotion, the group leaves the airport in a van at the entrance.

About the time we left Incheon Bridge, everyone sighed of relief.

Kang Yoon fixed his face and looked at Min Jin-seo.

"You can't say that in front of the press. Hah... What about images in the future?"

"It doesn't matter."

It was a mind-letter that I would usually say I'm sorry, but today was different.

"If I get a penalty, I'll keep my mouth shut. I'll work and pay for the damage I've done to the company. But... but I will never regret what happened today."

"It's a letter. It's a company, but..."

Min Jin-seo tightly hugged Kang-yoon's waist.

The staff who were riding in the car hurriedly turned their heads, and Kang Yoon tried to separate her.

"It's a letter. There are people..."

"What do you think? Everyone knows. Right?"

Min Jin-seo clears her throat and turns away, making eye contact with all the staff.

Kang Yoon quit trying to get rid of her. It was a strange feeling, considering the company, to be scolded, but from a man's point of view, it wasn't so bad.

However, Kang Yun's shoulders were much younger. I took off the Minji letter that hugged my waist.

"... I know it sounds sad, but your actions could have seriously affected the image of the world, you know?"

Min Jin-seo's eyes widened, but Kang Yoon was determined. Then Min Jin-seo nodded, nodding his head. I knew it, but it was more important. You don't know that.

That's a pair of wallpaper jeans.

'I thought it was going to stop. I like it.'

Kang Yun's face disappeared from his ears. Min Jin-seo's eyes widened.

Kang Yoon shook his head. No matter how public it is, there is a position.

Minjin turned his eyes to the window.

Was the letter that aggressive? '

'It's not me. But I envy you. Ugh...'

The two men who were looking back at the rear mirror in the front seat grabbed their breasts.

Soon after Minjin's return, the Internet went crazy.

- An open love confession from an actress, raining on the hearts of fans?

- I love you at the airport after you return, Mr. Minjin.

- Actor's confession, silent Lee Kang-yoon. Marriage?

It was natural to hold Kang Yun's hand and confess openly.

The comment that had faded burned up again.

Minjin Seo was a more popular actress than Idol. I was disappointed in my male fans because they were really salty against me.

Female fans were different, they were growing fans, saying they chose love and were brave enough to act.

Taking this tally, Kang Yong-jin, the head of the World's Emerging Team, went up to report to the board room.

"... not as unilaterally as before. No protest calls."

Lee Hyeonji sighed for relief.

"Yes. Well, yes. This trend, this trend, I think it's going to sink soon. Ho, favorable articles, requested..."

"Team Leader Kang. Are you still scared of me?"

Looking at this location, Kang Yong-jin's back turned straight.

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In the World Studio rehearsals, there was a great white moon.

Lee Hyunah, who was unwinding, heard news of Min Jin-seo from Second-hee.

"Ah... haha. Wonderful, that boy."

I looked at Lee Hyun-a's exhausted face, and I put down the drumstick Kim Jin-ae was spinning and asked.

"Hyun, what's wrong? That day?"

Secondary Hee's palm flew a smashing on Kim Jin-jae's back.

Lee Hyunah laughed bitterly, ignoring me, even though I would have told him to do it properly.

'You've been fighting since the beginning.'

Same time.

Jung Minh, who was scheduling at the HMC radio station, heard about the GNB's hanger from Hayerie in Honey Minh.

"Haha!! You have to admit it!! Hahahaha!!"

Jung Mina sat down in the chair in the hallway and laughed like a madman.

Confessing openly meant that he was ready to give up the actor. Few liked acting as much as Minjin Seo.

"I lost. I lost completely. I can't get rid of it... Hahahaha!!"

I felt a terrible defeat that I had never felt for Jua.

Tears poured down from my eyes.

"Hey, sis..."

Hayerie didn't know what to do.

Over the years, the Korean singer-promoter has undergone major changes.

Now I want to go to the top world in the industry, and I want to go to the third largest industry, Yunsul Entertainment, which is growing terribly in China.

People called him the Three Great Planners.

Here was GNB entertainment that remained 4th in the floating mood.

The boss there, Han Young-suk, was looking at the report with a dark face.

"... I need something special. If we don't get out of here soon, we're gonna lose our position."

The employee who posted the report was silent.

The world is vast, but building a foundation for entry takes time.

As the world, Jiye, and Yun Seul spread abroad, GNB focused heavily on filling the void. The girls group Honeymint and Nael were in first place and were able to establish a foundation.

The problem was overseas.

He took his place in Korea and brought Nael to Japan, but his first album suffered a catastrophic failure that would not make it to the Oregon Chart of 100 yuan.

Nael struggled to get a seat in Japan somehow, but his outstanding performance was minimal, as he struggled to go on a tour of Japanese talent that was famously harsh.

honeymoon, male idol, and UNI.

On second thought, the phone rings.

Chairman Lee Kang-yoon is here.

The employee left, and the secretary entered the office with Kang Yoon.

After sitting down with the car, Han Young-suk said something first.

"I heard you resigned from your presidency... but you look better."

"I think it's because of the lack of work. Oh, he's not president anymore, he's executive producer."

I knew the title was meaningless. After all, the real world was Lee Gangyun.

The swirling story begins to center.

Kang Yoon said.

"I'm here to ask you a favor."

"Please, what is it?"

"Actually, I'm not asking. Maybe that sounds like a threat."

Young Sook's eyes narrowed.

"... let's hear it and talk. Threatening."

The smiling statue disappeared from Kang Yoon's face.

"Break all ties with Jiye."

Boom.

Young Sook Han slapped the table.

"How rude. The world may be a big company, but you have no right to infringe on freedom in this way."

"I'll connect you with A-Trust."

Young Sook Han paused. It was because of what I needed the most at the moment.

A-Trust succeeded in the World's Singer Glass album and was reborn as a giant promoter.

I've heard that A-Trnst's producers can now participate in the Korean album of Yuri. It was famous that producers couldn't live there, especially without glass.

"Think and decide what is needed most for GNB today."

The head of Han Young-suk turned fiercely.

There's nothing to lose, but if you keep being dragged by the opposing Pokémon, you'll be dragged on into the future.

The opposing Pokémon doesn't have to fight to lose.

"Thank you for your generous offer. Just think about it…"

"Answer me now."

"Hey."

Relaxation disappeared from Han Young-suk's boss.

"Are you going to keep Nayun from turning the same child under the Oricon?"

"You're confident that Nayun will fail. Are you sure we can't do this on our own?"

"I'm sure. Have you forgotten who I am?"

Young Sook Han paused.

The opponent was a world-recognized producer.

But I didn't want to back off. Now it was a matter of pride.

"No one will know about the album until it comes out. And my Nael..."

"You don't know when it's going to come out, but you're going to keep rolling and let it go. I understand."

Kang Yun got up from his seat, saying that he had nothing more to say.

Han Young-suk, surprised by his resolute attitude, quickly held his hand.

"Bird, give me time to think."

"I think you've had enough time."

The moment of real choice has come.

Young Sook Han slowly let go of Kang Yun's hand.

Fortunately, I didn't interrupt until I had time to think. Kang Yoon sat on the couch and drank cold coffee.

About 30 minutes later, Young Sook Han opened his mouth.

"... can I ask you for one thing?"

"Let's hear it."

"Honey mint, please."

Kang Yoon smiled.

"Speak up to the UNI while you're at it. as long as one boss is sure."

Then, Han Young-suk's face brightened. It was at the moment when the bow opened for overseas travel.

After shaking hands, Kang Yun stood up and said, Young Sook Han.

"Have you ever heard of Jinhye-young?"

Jiye's hanger was a member of WINCLE's center.

When Kang Yun shakes his head, Han Young-suk lowered his voice.

"... I'll tell you what, we're in this together, after all. It's a rumor, but I've heard that Jin-hyeong has a payment list related to that child. It's a crazy rumor, but..."

Kang Yoon left GNB entertainment.

'... Yes. It's a rumor, right?'

My head was complicated.

A list of payoffs. I almost knew what it was.

He was, of course, the one who got the world's new manager caught in the crossfire.

I've heard rumors of high nostrils and carelessness from the staff since the beginning. The visuals were so outstanding that they were popular, but they decided they were not going to last long because they had bad manners.

When I arrived at the concert, I had a last-minute rehearsal.

The staff is busy, but I don't see the most important person.

Kang Yoon asked, holding the stage director.

"Ah, the sympathetic director? Mr. Jinseo will be in his room."

The stage manager points to the other room.

When I entered the room, there was a choreographer and Min Jin-seo.

"Teacher."

Min Jin-seo waved her hands with a bright face, and the choreographer was smiling awkwardly.

When Kang Yoon asked why he came, Min Jin-seo replied naturally.

"I want to raise my hand."

"Concert? How?"

"Anything's fine. I like picking up garbage, too. I'll take the chair."

I could see why the choreographer was in trouble.

There was an intersection of curiosity and embarrassment. We can't let them pick up the trash, and we don't have enough time to put it onstage.

'I don't want to be in the show. No...'

Choreographers shook their heads behind Minjin Seo.

Kang Yoon took Min Jin-seo outside on the third floor.

"You know it's hard to perform, right?"

Kang Yun grabbed her shoulder.

"I'm not doing it out of greed. You know me. I wanted to help somehow..."

Min Jin-seo was well.

Of course, I knew. That's the kind of woman he is. The problem was that we didn't know how others would see it.

Kang Yoon tilted quietly.

"I'll take it from here. Leave the stage to us... and if you want to be a part of it, give us a heads-up."

"What's up? I don't do SNS. Pan cafe."

Min Jin-seo's head flashed.

Kang Yoon put down his hands and continued talking.

"You know what you have to do, right? I'm happy to keep an eye on you, but don't forget your fans. You're an actor."

"Yes, Joe. Yeah, it is."

"Well, I wish I knew."

Kang Yoon pushed Min Jin-seo's back.

When she heard the footsteps going down, Kang Yun lit a cigarette.

At that moment, I thought I heard footsteps, and something soft slammed into Kang Yun's cheek.

"I forgot this. Cigarettes are reasonable."

I kept smiling.

Min Jin-seo returned, and Kang-yoon returned to the stage.

The silver singers, who had just finished rehearsing the dress, sat breathlessly, and the staff sat in the audience.

Kang Yoon stopped trying to get up and started talking.

"After the Cretaceous Festival... only a week left."

Kang Yun bowed his head.

"I've caused trouble for everyone. I'm sorry, but we're all doing great."

"You should be in love with my chairman. I can't let you go after work."

Jua said slowly, and the concert hall turned upside down. Kang Yoon smiled beautifully. Kim Ji-min's eyes lit up.

"Look, you're in love, but can't I... be in love?"

The light lit up in Seo Han-kyu's eyes, who was sitting next to him.

"Absolutely not. Don't. A man is a dangerous animal."

"Hahahaha."

The scandal seemed to be nothing to everyone.

I was relaxing with a simple refreshment, and Kang Yun's phone rang. It was a march.

I was about to ask you a question, but I heard an excited voice.

- Chairman! You did it!! The lease. A small shareholder has been brought here!!

< 107 - Towards the Larger World (2) > End

In joy, the march raised its voice.

He visited the small shareholder representatives every day and said that he had achieved this by kneeling down to his knees.

Kang Yoon's face brightened as well.

"Well done. I can use this to create a force to drive him out." "

The share of microshareholders was 30%. Not enough to argue with the management rights, but enough to form a semicolonial wire.

- Based on this, institutions and persuading foreign investors will get over 50 percent. That way, we can get the commanding officer off the ground.

Kang Yun finished the call with the word "be careful."

Thereafter, practice resumed.

Starting with Jua's opening, I continued to the stage of the white moon and Kim Ji-min. Under the sparkling lights, a bright silver light was spreading throughout the hall.

Kang Yoon, who was watching in front of the acoustic mixer on the second floor, pressed the radio button.

"I think it's a little late for Mr. Yoon Sol to get on the wire."

I knew it, Director. Just a little faster, please.

In response to the choreographer, the device supervisor immediately ticked Conti and adjusted the stage.

I noticed an invisible golden snarl on the previous stage to see if the crystal was worth it.

There is a duet of Lee Jun Yeol and Kim Jae Hoon, the last part of Part 1, and Lee Hyun and Tim Entin entered the theater.

"Hello!!"

Lee Hyun-si greeted the supervisors and staff with members of the Antien. The staff welcomed the girls who greeted the folder.

The Antien members hurriedly return to the stage as costumes and go onstage. It was because of Jung Mina's solo, which will take place after the invited singer.

Then Jung Mina came onto the stage with her grave face. Her appearance of checking the IEM was remarkable, but the faces of the members were stiff.

It was their first debut.

"It's okay. Relax."

Jin Hye-Ri, the local leader, relieved the face and back of the members of Eula and Antien.

"Don't be afraid. It's nothing."

The problem was that it didn't work.

There was no more boats. When the director's signal drops, the staff swoops down onto the stage.

When Jung Mina opened her eyes, the sound director put up the mixer.

A quick dance by BPM150 flowed. Jung Mina bounced her hips as she walked up to the stage.

It was not easy because it had to be fast and flexible, but it was a win for her.

"What? You're good. '

I was thinking of fitting in, and I looked at both sides, and the followers were following me like knives. Especially the boy, Jung Yu-ri, who was standing right next to him, was chasing himself with a laser in his eye.

"Look at this? '

The choreography grows more difficult, but the sword doesn't falter.

Lee Hyuk-chan, the choreographer next to Kang Yoon, smiled satisfactorily.

"The kids have volunteered for a night sandwich. You said you had to do that to get Mina to match her movements. At first I thought about how to trim these..."

"Thanks to everyone's efforts. I think I can make a real debut project with that."

Lee Hyun Ji Ri's eyes widened. He said he was incapable of riding a bicycle, but the team transformed to even the concert stage.

"Chief Jyn. Please take good care of it later."

"Ah… yes, yes. Of course!!"

Jinhyeri's eyes lit up with enthusiasm because she also asked for an Antien debut.

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Two days before the concert.

Instruction took away all the singers' schedules and hung them up on concert preparations. The day before the performance was also dramatic compared to the past where I had sent my local schedule.

The atmosphere intuitive staff went into the emergency system at work two hours ago, and even some singers who used to be late showed up 10 minutes ago.

One person was the exception.

[Is Jin Hye-young still not here?]

Ito Ryota, executive producer of The Big Stage, wrapped his head around it.

"Well, I'll be right back. She's not feeling well... and the manager's brother is with her..."

[It's been two hours since I said that.]

A member of the same WINCLE, comrade Kim Yunmi and an interpreter tried to wrap it up somehow, but it was not enough to drown Ito Ryota's play.

After the rehearsal, I was asking again, so the excuse was meaningless.

By the end of the second car, it was four hours after the rehearsal. Jin Hye-young appeared in the theater.

"Hello."

Ito Ryota lost his mind when he shook his hands at the staff with a deep perfume, makeup, and a lively smile.

[I've been practicing for over four hours now. I don't feel sorry for the others...]

"Oh, come on."

Even the translator, who saw her actions, hardened her ears.

Kim Yun-mi, who is worse, grabs her arm and tilts.

"Hye-young, you can't do this. I made a mistake..."

"Crazy. Pretending to be nice."

Jin Hye-young, who laughed, pushed Yoon-mi Kim away.

"Tsk!!"

Kim Yoon-mi went out as she was.

Ito Ryota declared a boycott and left the concert. The choreographer who came with me also went out with Ryuma Kaito.

There was a conspiracy to declare boycott by the General Director and Choreographer.

This news was also delivered to the Imperial Order.

When I was meeting new investors, I had to sweat pretending to be unfaithful.

"Ah-ha-ha. I'm sorry. Suddenly something urgent happened…"

"I can't help it. Then, next time..."

Eventually, the power surge that blew up the prospective investor shed blood and ran to Ito Ryota.

[A singer who defies Ito. I can't imagine.]

Kojima Makoto, the head of A-Trust, questioned Ito Ryota's words.

[That's insane. I've met a lot of singers so far... but I've never seen such a singer, Josenzing, before.]

[Ito. The expression is a little...]

[It doesn't matter, there's no reason to take the example of a man called a Jaguar first. I don't look the same as I look. I don't understand the boss who just surrounds me...]

Ito Ryota sighed deeply.

The day before the concert.

In front of the Guro Fidale Centre, several vehicles, including electric cars, were gathered.

Unlike usual, Kang Yoon finished rehearsal at 3 pm.

The singers were returned to manage the condition, and the staff had finished checking out one by one.

"Well done."

After the acoustic director returned, Kang Yun was watching the lighting director's memory check on the first floor of the VVIP seat. Next to him was Kim Jae-ho, Vice President of AHF.

"You don't need a camera, do you?"

Kang Yoon looked back at Kim Jae-ho and lowered his head.

"That's enough. Thank you for your consideration."

"No, I'm just trying to make things right."

There's no such thing as free. I decided to organize a special concert to broadcast. The broadcast organization agreed after considering Kang Yoon. It was argued that the volume of DVD sales to be released could be influenced, but it was resolved by adjusting the airtime to one hour.

After talking about the broadcast, Kim Jae-ho went back.

When I was standing downstairs at the request of the lighting director, I got a call from Lee Hyun.

- I found out about Jin Hye-young. There was something strange about it. There's a rumor that Wang Chi-ang, who played "The Dragon Warrior," has been strangely attached to him.

The blue light turns to yellow light. Kang Yoon continued to talk.

"It didn't make sense for Idol, who had no acting experience, to be starring in a drama of 50 billion masterpieces. She pushed the actress into the contract as a heroine... and it was strangely quiet. If only it were the same in the Jinseo..."

Kang Yoon's impression distorted.

Minjin nearly finished his life as an actor in a Chinese writer's statement that Minjin Seo had ignored his work.

Even though Korean actors pushed their actors away in such a place, it was quiet. It was suspicious.

- I have a symptom, but... let's find out more and talk. I can smell it.

After the call, Kang Yoon-do moved around the stage at the request of the stage director.

After everything was done, I left the concert, and by midnight was over. I started to rain hypothetically.

The stage director's face darkens as he reaches out from the entrance.

"It won't stop raining soon."

The lighting director also flattened the weather with a serious face.

The weather forecast, which was said to be "clear," was changed to "rain."

I was embarrassed because it was clear up to a week ago.

"Chairman, look..."

The stage manager points to the entrance. There were even those who stood in line waiting in hypocrisy. I was keeping my place in the rain without an umbrella.

Kang Yun ran towards them.

'Hey, it's Lee Gangyun, Lee Gangyun.'

'You said you work a lot and it's real.'

The people on the line said that they were complaining about Kang Yoon running.

The staff guarding the ticket office ran in surprised, and the supervisors followed.

Kang Yoon said.

"You're a long way from admission, but you're already here."

"It's not a designated seat, except for VVIP seats. You have to come early to get a good seat."

Even in the rain, people's eyes were lively.

"Huh?"

People started to grow. Everyone saw Kang Yun and reacted as if they were celebrities.

Kang Yoon asked the staff.

"How much rain are you ready for right now?"

"There are about 50 for the staff."

The man in front shakes his hand.

"It's okay. It's raining like this."

Everyone else said it was fine, but Kang Yoon brought rain with him. I saw roughly 30 people lining up. I thought it would be appropriate to spare money.

I brought rainfall in unison with the directors, and there were twice as many people. Fifty of them were insufficient. I got 20 rainbows from the lighting director's car and gave them to people.

The problem was that it was not a fundamental measure.

Kang Yoon rushed to distribute all the rain and umbrellas from nearby convenience stores to people.

At this point, those who initially thought it was natural began to react.

Is he really the chairman? Are you doing this to yourself? '

You said you were a World Official. This service is no joke. '

The rainfall grew thick, but Kang Yun's struggle continued.

Soon after, the residents and staff found a tent and quickly started installing it. People rolled up their arms because of the wet staff.

"Let's do it together."

There were hundreds of employees that were left in a matter of minutes. Thanks to you, I was able to install a tent on every fence in less than an hour.

The staff and fans were all slightly wet, but laughed at each other as they left.

"If you do this, you'll catch a cold. I'll give you the license plate, so go melt yourself in the boiler room. I'll leave my clothes at the dry cleaners."

While people were cheering, Lee Hyun-ji looked at Kang Yun.

"Of course, this is what you're shooting at."

Kang Yun's eyes widened, and people grabbed the boat and laughed.

Laughter passes, and Kang Yun bows his head.

"Thank you... so much for coming so early."

The clap spread with the sound of heavy rain.

The World Concert, the World Stage, began with the struggle of all.

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The entrance to the main arena of the Hwang Olympics was phosphorylated by people.

I really felt like there was no room to set my foot. Employees in Jiye alone could not control it, so they had to mobilize subcontractors.

More than 100,000 fans found the venue, but the face of the acclaimed light was not bright.

"By the way, it looks like..."

He threw the report the employee brought to the floor.

"Before Lee Kang-yoon in the world... I captivated the fans with the struggle in the rain. Lee Kang-yoon saw the rain the other day, crowded fans from midnight... crazy."

I can't keep an eye on the rainy fans, so I set up my own tent. And dry wet clothes in the steam room? It's amazing.

Tsk. The assailant tore up the report.

"You bastard!! What the hell are you doing?! Go spin another raffle!!"

Lament popped fire in the staff.

As the staff stepped out of the door, Kang Myung Kyung turned their eyes to the concert hall. On the stage, WINCLE's final rehearsal took place.

Below, the choreographer, Ryuma Kaito, was instructed, and behind him, General Manager Ito Ryota was watching him.

'Jin Hye-young, you should get rid of that quickly. That thing climbed to the top of my head... "

My eyes trembled.

At the center of the stage, I heard Jin Hye-young selling his ears. Whether they gave up now or not, the two leaders didn't even look at you.

I'm sighing, but the phone's ringing. His voice softens as he answers the phone in an annoyed voice and wonders when Chinese came out.

The user says hello and asks about something else. The opposing Pokémon tells you an unusual story.

- Our choreographer said so. Someone's been digging up our stories. Do you know anything about that?

[Hey, you too. What better way to find out?]

I haven't spoken on the phone in a while. The tone of the accursed name has changed.

[... That's it, don't worry. No one knows. No evidence.]

If it turns out, they're all dead. Let's be careful.

After the call ended, he threw his cell phone on the couch.

"... that's why we're talking. It's a story."

After rehearsal, people were walking in one by one in the dark.

Seeing the theater coming in at a glance, I raised my mouth like when.

Soon after, the tent came down, and video streamed out on the screen. Along with the count, China's idol singer, TEPP, revealed.

The spectacular screen of The Big Stage opens with a shout that envelops the theater.

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