All-Round Genius Who Eats Talent - All-Round Genius Who Eats Talent chapter 168

168. A person who challenges is beautiful. (2)

(Damn it. How could you do such a thing over there? You’re like a guy with no morals.)

Actually, it was a matter of pride. At the same time, it was an image problem.

Of course, if Song Jae-Ik hears this, he might say, “I’m f*cking stupid.”

bang-!

Stephen Covey slammed his desk as if he was fed up with the interviews of reporters flooding in.

Of course, he still had no regrets about his actions. because it was fair

(It’s not an amateur competition, but an audition competition with that kind of ability…)

Besides, how did he know that the guitar was his father’s keepsake? If it’s your father’s keepsake, you shouldn’t give it away so easily.

Naturally, the media went beyond looking at this situation with good and excitement and was intent on putting up a fight.

It’s because the popularity of that guy’s star counting night that’s trending on the internet is really skyrocketing.

Of course, Stephen Covey knew Song Jae-ik, but only to the extent of being a famous writer and director. I never thought I would have such a talent for music.

‘Damn it. Why is a guy who worked as a composer and singer in Korea working as a writer and director here?’

(Steven! Did you hear that? That guy is him. What’s his name. Anyway. He can’t be bothered. I heard he’s filming lessons on YouTube and uploading them as a series?)

(What?!)

Stephen Covey grabbed the scruff of his neck as he felt his blood pressure rise.

Isn’t this just an act of f*cking yourself?

When I hurriedly accessed Jaeik’s You Tube, there were already two videos posted with the titles Prologue and Episode 1.

[Challenge, how far have you been? – A Star Is Born]

(A Star Is Born? This cheeky…)

It’s the same title as the 2018 movie of the same name, but the meaning of the word was simple. birth of a star.

In other words, doesn’t that mean that Luke Evans, a kid, will become a star? Contrary to what he said!

Clearly, he was not mistaken in his own eyes. Because that Luke Evans wasn’t the lumberjack of a star.

But why is one side of my heart so anxious?

Stephen Covey carefully pressed the play button on the video.

—

“hello?”

When meeting Jaeik for the first time, Luke Evans greeted him in stuttered Korean.

(Nice to meet you. You worked hard to come a long way.)

Jaeik greeted Luke with a warm smile.

‘Definitely good.’

Seeing Luke Evans in person is a more certain fact. eyes were good It is often said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. Like he said, Luke Evans’ eyes were full of good feelings.

Besides, even at this moment when he met himself, he was not letting go of his tension. The expression on his face was telling me that.

(Is it true that the author gives lessons? Really? I’ve been listening to it a lot lately on star counting nights!)

A curiously exciting question.

Instead of answering, Jaeik nodded his head.

(Oh. God…)

(It’s going to be hard to be clear in advance. And that’s a lot more than you think.)

I never thought of giving only carrots. You have to mix carrots and sticks properly. The learner’s attitude is also important.

(I am prepared. Even for my father’s dream.)

(Okay. I’m determined. But why does Luke want to become a singer?)

(Father···)

(No. That’s not the answer.)

Jaeik shook his head as if that wasn’t the case. I just brought out the word ‘father’.

(yes?)

(This is my first assignment. Mr. Luke, why do you want to be a singer? You are welcome to come anytime.)

Jaeik patted Luke on the shoulder and nodded towards the waiting staff. First of all, it was the first day I came, so I had to guide them to the accommodation.

‘Why do I have to be a singer and do I want to be a singer?’

Why do you want to become a singer? Wasn’t it the last will of my deceased father?

That’s why he, who was doing other things, went to the audition. He had gone through such an ordeal.

My head was complicated.

(You can follow me. I will guide you where to stay here.)

And an employee approached before I knew it and escorted Luke Evans to the lodging. But even at that moment on the way to the inn, Luke Evans’ head was complicated.

“What is a sudden assignment?”

Seeing Luke Evans leaving the company, Kang-seok asked Jae-ik back as if he did not understand.

“I think you are mistaken. own dreams and the dreams of others. You have to start there. That will give you a stronger motivation.”

No matter how good it is now, isn’t it a law that you can’t achieve greatness if you consider other people’s dreams as your own?

—

“after. tiring. tiring.”

“Go in first. Jung Yuna. It was a lot of trouble.”

“My brother suffered a lot too. rest.”

“okay. You too have a good rest. I’ll see you tomorrow. The schedule for tomorrow is…”

Entering Jaeik’s house, Jeongyeon patted his hardened shoulders and sprawled across the sofa.

Somehow, the door to forced entry into the United States opened, and as I appeared on TV and radio, my popularity gradually increased.

Of course, I didn’t know that this popularity was all thanks to Jae-Ik.

Besides, didn’t he give himself and his crew a room to stay comfortable while in America?

It can be uncomfortable because it’s not a short time.

“came?”

I was lying on the sofa, but as if I was working, Jaeik came down to the living room with a mug in one hand.

“Oh, were you working?”

“Always. I listened to the radio well. Are you okay now?”

“I have to get used to English, thanks to someone who speaks fluent English all day next to me.”

At Jeongyeon’s words, Jaeik giggled and poured the coffee.

(I’m glad it worked.)

(Thanks. Thank you. For the song. For the Seth show.)

At Jeongyeon’s words, Jaeik shrugged.

(Effort never betrays.)

(By the way, is the universe going well?)

(It’s more than I thought. I think there will be pretty good works. And sequentially, sequentially.)

The effect of a kind of in-house mini-contest was great. Thanks to this, good works were pouring in one after another from the newly recruited artists, and some of them could be showcased right away.

Of course, I couldn’t lose to him, so I was writing a new piece to present something new.

“But where else are you making a job? I hear Mr. Kang-seok worries a lot.”

“Hehe. Is raising a job a bad thing? Well, I don’t really have any intention of doing that right now.”

In fact, at this point, I thought that most of the things I could have done had been done. I have written and am writing a lot of great novels.

I also made webtoons, animations, movies, musicals, and dramas. I also made a game, and I’m making a game at Techpole Land.

I sang songs and made songs. Even the song is cruising in the US and its popularity is soaring without knowing it.

‘ah. I also acted.’

For a while, I thought I’d do some chores and focus on the things I had.

Along with Jeongyeon’s performance, the bonus talent she gained through her songwriting talent, which scored 100, was also invested in the lesson, so she digested it.

—

(Hmm. Everyone worked hard.)

Jaeik nodded his head with a satisfied expression after reading each and every one of the articles submitted to the deadline for the finals.

I wonder if it was like the people he chose with great care. All new works submitted passed his high standards.

Besides, it wasn’t just a web novel. There was also an artist who came out with a webtoon in collaboration with an illustrator.

What’s even better is that there are works that crossover between works, rather than simply writing works by myself.

Actually, this was my favorite part.

All worlds are organic. It meant that we did not go back to just one character and one incident.

(Still, we have to cover the 1st place, right? Please write the work you liked on the paper everyone gave out and submit it. We will decide the 1st place with a very fair vote. I have already received votes from other employees.)

What kind of democratic action is this?

In the first place, the number of works was small, so the voting time was short, and Jaeik opened the collected papers one by one and called his name.

(Francis Kloska. 1st place with a total of 13 votes.)

(Yes-! Yes-! 1st place!)

Frances’ cheers and applause echoed through the quiet office.

How hard did you work to get first place? Even the prize money isn’t the goal, it’s because I genuinely want to be number one. Because I wanted to show my ability.

Jaeik looked at Francis with a pleased expression. That’s why the novels written by Francis were good.

As Jaeik beckoned, Kangseok brought the prize money prepared in advance.

8 envelopes in all. The number was equal to the number of all artists who passed the final round in the company contest.

(Everyone has worked hard. I think it would be good for everyone to develop their works and go into official serialization.)

Jaeik delivered the envelopes handed over by Kang Seok to the artists one by one.

$5,000, half of the prize money of $10,000.

(Congratulations, Frances.)

For Francis, the original prize money of 10,000 dollars.

Wouldn’t that be a happy outcome for everyone? It will definitely motivate you.

—

the third day like that.

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Luke Evans came to Jaeik with his eyes wide open, as if he had really been thinking all night.

(Looking at you, did you find the answer?)

(yes.)

(Let me ask you again. Why does Luke want to sing?)

(I forgot about it because it was such an old dream. As a child, I really liked singing. I was in the guitar club until high school.)

In response to Jaeik’s question, Luke Evans calmly told his story with a shy expression.

(But, like everyone else, don’t they have their own circumstances? In my case, it was my family situation. It was 2008. I had no choice but to go around earning money at an early age.)

The global financial crisis of 2008 hit the entire globe. Luke Evans’ family also couldn’t escape the subprime mortgage crisis.

(So, at some point, it was a dream I forgot about. I was singing. But my father must have been bothered by that.)

But my father seemed to care about it that much. A child gave up on his dream because of family circumstances. That’s why he handed over the guitar he bought himself right before he passed away.

(But now it comes to mind. I just forgot about it. It wasn’t my father’s last will. It was my dream.)

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Luke Evans continued speaking calmly with tears in his eyes.

Why did I just realize it now? The father wanted his son to dream again.

(I really want to sing while playing the guitar. I want to be good at it, not just.)

A dream cannot be given to someone else. You can’t treat someone else’s dream as if it were your own.

If it’s not what you really want, you may have to go through a path that is several times more difficult than others when a big ordeal comes someday.

Jaeik nodded his head as if the answer was correct.

(Okay. Let’s start practicing right away.)