Raising a Neglected Singer-Songwriter - Chapter 19



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Episode 19. Chechola (5)

Again, it’s the third month of training camp.

“Oh… … That’s right. Hey, maybe because you’re young, you definitely learn quickly. Now you’re using effects well.”

I glanced at Jo In-chang’s face.

It looks like he’s expecting something.

“Oh, yes. That’s because the teacher is so great.”

“Hey… … What are you doing again? There’s a public rift between us.”

The mouth is wide open again.

The more you know about him, the more strange he becomes.

Day and night… Is that your style?

“Dongha. How about this? It’s a song I’m working on. Come listen.”

After saying that, he clicks a few times and plays a song.

“Good.”

“Hey. Here we go again. Want to try it out? If I write this song, I’ll put your name on the arranger list.”

“see…….”

I worked on the song using what I learned from Jo In-chang.

I definitely like the 21st century.

At that time, I drew bean sprouts one by one on paper with a pencil, and then, huh? I played them on the piano or guitar, and modified them one by one. Huh? That’s how it was.

Click—

As soon as I click my mouse, a slightly modified song flows out through the speakers.

“Ugh… … Man, I really get the feeling.”

Jo In-chang clapped his hands repeatedly.

This person is sometimes called a teacher… … but it would be more accurate to say that our relationship is that of musical collaborator rather than teacher.

Jo In-chang, who was in a slump in his music career, found a breakthrough by collaborating with a new person named Nara.

In the process, I learn how to use mixing programs and equipment.

So for the past two months, we.

It was a musical collaboration that transcended age.

Of course, it wasn’t like they were editing each other’s work on the spot from the beginning.

What pride the creators have.

Creating a work of art is a difficult task that requires compromise.

According to Jo In-chang, these days, they even do group work. Do you think it’s easy for those people to coordinate their opinions?

Moreover, Jo In-chang and I have different years of life, ages, and tastes.

There is nothing similar.

Of course, there was bound to be conflict.

We fought a lot.

-You’re the teacher, and I’m the student… … No, you’re not. You’re the trainee, and I’m the judge and mentor!

―Where is that? I said it was crappy because it was crappy. All I hear is music that sounds like something I’ve heard somewhere before.

―What you heard is what I worked on, so it must be similar!

-Okay. Originality and self-replication are only a hair’s breadth apart. The song the producer is working on right now is just a self-replication.

―This…

-Ah, yes. Our Master is good at swearing. It’s a shame there are no cameras here.

-What? I’m good at swearing, you son of a bitch!

This is… … There are times when people curse coolly and times when they curse ugly. When I see a gentleman who curses and uses harsh words so chicly and proudly during a broadcast, swearing like a high school student… … Phew.

hmm…….

Now that I think about it, I didn’t know back then.

How vicious the broadcasting station guys are.

Who would have thought that there would be a hidden camera even in that ghost-like temporary workshop of Jo In-chang.

I found out a while ago when I ran into a staff member who came up to change the camera battery.

-Oh my.

-Oh my?

-haha…….

-haha?

-Um… …like this?

-What are you doing here?

-Can you keep that a secret just from Producer Jo In-chang?

―… … .

Well, that’s it.

anyway.

Producer Jo In-chang placed his hand on her shoulder.

This is possible because I am sitting on a chair.

“Do you have to come to our company?”

“Look at it.”

“How much more do I have to watch? Huh? Hey you, man. Oh right. Dong-ha. Yeah? There’s no one like me? I’m honest and open about everything. Once the debut group is confirmed, TVK will negotiate the contract terms. For those of you who don’t have an agency yet, it’s a piece of cake. Just because you’re a debut member doesn’t mean the contract details are all the same.”

“is it so?”

“Your reaction is really… Why do you only do this to me?”

“We’re close.”

When I say that and look at his face again, I can’t hide the smirk that escapes my lips.

He is such a kind and innocent person.

When you see them talking to trainees about debut conditions without even knowing there’s a camera there.

“Because we’re close, I’ll tell you everything. Remember what I say. Since you guys responded well, there’s talk internally about drastically increasing the contract period from the original 2 years to 5 years. What? You absolutely, absolutely can’t agree to it? If you hold out because you’re the core, there’s no way around it. And after the 2 years are over, you can come into my brother’s company right away.”

hmm…….

Oh, I don’t know why this guy is nicknamed Jo-Jip-Chang. I think someone like Jo-Ho-Gu would be more appropriate.

Anyway, I don’t think the broadcasting station guys should know about this.

This is a leak of internal information and a disclosure of a matter that is currently under discussion.

In some cases, producer Jo In-chang may find himself in a very difficult situation.

Secretly… … won’t work, right?

After we started working together, producer Jo In-chang brought a sleeping bag here and slept here.

When morning comes, I’ll be busy practicing with other trainees.

In the meantime, when the join window is empty, staff secretly come up and replace the memory cards of the installed cameras and also change the batteries.

After finishing my thoughts, I got up from my seat and started looking around the corner.

“What are you doing?”

“Help the poor.”

“who?”

“There is. There is such a person.”

As I crouch down and take out the memory card, Jo In-chang speaks from behind me in a tone that shows he doesn’t understand English.

“Is that a camera?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

* * *

The next day.

Musicnet, the conference room of .

As Kim Eun-jung was about to knock on the conference room door, she saw her colleagues lying on the desk, their souls gone.

The atmosphere is gloomy, unlike the cheerful beginning.

A month ago, controversy over manipulation of championship candidate Moon Gil-yong erupted.

After barely changing public opinion, Moon Gil-yong naturally appears on camera and is eliminated.

I thought it would be resolved like that, but the participant who was pushing after Moon Gil-yong had a school violence MeToo movement against him.

It may not matter as long as the broadcast itself does well, as it is controversial and an issue.

It’s not like I won, so I’ll just use it like Moon Gil-yong and then throw it away.

But in terms of topicality, they are no match for the idols I choose.

Thanks to Lee Dong-ha, who rose from a housewife and beggar rocker to a powerful member with confirmed main vocals and center, the group was able to fully benefit from the umbrella effect.

He is an idol trainee, but if we only look at his skills, he would be considered a strong contender for the championship if he were to appear on Super Musician.

Naturally, even though Super Musician didn’t even have a proper competition, he was given the image of being a second-place competitor, below Lee Dong-ha.

Idol fans are so scary.

As the audition program recorded an absurd increase in viewer ratings, idol fans flocked to My Pick Idol like cockroaches hatching eggs.

-That bird is a bad bird.

And who was it that was being pointed at?

With a spear on his finger, he begins an all-out attack, marking coordinates on the text and video of the super musician.

I even had to feel fear that this was the kind of tactics they used.

The firepower is at a level that cannot be dealt with.

The broadcast hasn’t even ended yet, but Super Musician… … has already been completely defeated.

“Here… …, Director.”

Writer Kim Eun-jung handed a yellow envelope to producer Choi Dong-hoon.

PD Choi Dong-hoon answered without even making eye contact while sitting down.

“Did it take long?”

“That’s… … He’s not very active in Korea. He said he went to America when he was young and came back two years ago… I think.”

Choi Dong-hoon took out a thin A4 paper document from a large envelope and glanced at Kim Eun-jung.

“What are you doing?”

“yes?”

“Aren’t you going out?”

“Oh, yes. I’ll go out and try.”

Kim Eun-jung nodded and turned around.

Choi Dong-hoon, who confirmed that Kim Eun-jung had left, carefully examines the documents.

“What… what is this? What is missing here?”

If you wait a long time, it’s human nature to expect something good.

This document plays with the mind of such a person.

Nevertheless, I began to examine the printed text on thin paper.

Both parents are doctors.

In particular, his father’s side is a third-generation doctor, so his family is good.

He left for the United States with his mother when he was 7 years old.

A few years ago, with my mother… … .

“Did you acquire American citizenship?”

A fleeting thought crossed my mind, wondering if I should stir up controversy over military issues.

“Can’t you just say you’re going to the military later and leave it at that?”

There is no reason to shake things up right now.

“My parents divorced a few years ago. Hmm… … .”

This is also too far-fetched to be considered an attack distance.

In a time when divorce entertainment is rampant, divorce is being used as a topic of conversation.

It may even arouse needless sympathy.

“… … Huh? What is this?”

Choi Dong-hoon pushed up his glasses with his fingers and brought his head closer to the documents with his eyebrows narrowed.

I thought I saw something wrong.

“Developmental disability?”

It clearly says so.

He was diagnosed with a developmental disability at the age of six.

I was thinking that this alone was ambiguous since he was fine now, but then I remembered Lee Dong-ha’s appearance at the beginning of the broadcast.

Anyone who looks at it will see that it looks shabby.

And what I saw on the broadcast monitoring was that there were times when something strange seemed to loosen up.

“Yeah, f*ck. You’re the reason we’re ruined too. You should eat shit too.”

No matter how talented they are, idols are ultimately an image business.

The essence of Lee Dong-ha hasn’t changed, but isn’t it true that his handsome appearance has been revealed and fans have been rapidly flowing in?

Not long ago, the image of a parent of a developmentally disabled child was damaged because they were abusive and caused accidents. So, if we take advantage of that… … The picture is pretty good.

If you can make some fans look at you with bias, you’ve succeeded.

In fact, the gap has already widened so there is no reason to belittle it. All competitions in the world are like that. If you want to look forward to the next time, you can’t lose easily.

A developmentally disabled idol trainee who appears normal but is lacking in something and has no idea where she will end up.

The keywords to be leaked to reporters have been decided.

* * *

“Director. Are you leaving work early these days?”

Lee Beom-seok smiled brightly at the bright voice.

This is Nurse Park Si-young from the administrative office.

We worked together in the emergency room for a long time, and recently, due to a herniated disc, we moved to the administrative office.

So close.

“I should leave work early too. If I keep staying here, it’ll be a nuisance.”

“Hey. But the center director isn’t a nuisance.”

“Are you saying there are people who are a nuisance?”

“It’s a secret.”

The two exchanged light jokes.

“It’s good that you leave early. You should take care of your health.”

“Nurse Park, you too, always take care of your back.”

After exchanging such kind words, I was about to turn around.

“Director, are you having a good time these days? Your face has gotten a lot better.”

Perhaps because it had been a long time since they last spoke, Nurse Park Si-young grabbed Lee Beom-seok.

It’s a good thing… … .

“Yes. Good thing.”

Lee Beom-seok answered like that and turned around.

As I leave the hospital and head to the parking lot, rain starts to fall lightly.

I was about to go out without an umbrella, and briefly looked at the falling rain.

I hated my eyes so much that I died.

rain?

I hated that too.

Because both snow and rain are decisive factors that increase traffic accidents.

On snowy or rainy days, the fatality rate in accidents nearly doubles.

A trigger that stimulates Lee Beom-seok’s trauma.

But why don’t I hate it like I used to?

Lee Beom-seok, who had been thinking for a moment, ran to the parked car.

Soon it will be time for the idol I chose to go on air.

The mind is in a hurry, but the car is slow.

We arrived quickly at a house not too far from the hospital.

I roughly dried myself with a towel and quickly picked up the remote control.

A large TV brightens up the dark living room.

Inside, young girls are shouting out Ido’s name.

The names of the moving people written on the fluttering placards are in three characters.

Why am I so proud and happy about something that isn’t even my job?

After the broadcast ended, I picked up my phone.

First, I’ll check the article and send a text message with my own advice, good points, and regrets.

I’m no expert, but who cares?

We’re friends… …and now we can even call each other family.

“……uh?”

Lee Beom-seok’s thumb hurriedly swept across the screen of his cell phone.

There was a flash of light.

Kkurung!

Thunder rumbled and I looked out the window reflexively.

As expected.

It’s snowing.

It’s impossible to like a day when something falls from the sky.