Assistant Manager Kim Hates Idols - Chapter 180
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Episode 180
– Men’s theme song (3)
“Team leader, it’s been a while.”
“Mr. Lee Wol, how have you been? Your complexion has improved a lot, hasn’t it?”
“Thank you for the compliment!”
There was a friendly exchange of greetings with the planning team leader.
“Mr. Cheong-Hyeon is an observer?”
“Yes. I came here for ideation purposes, so please don’t worry and do as usual.”
What Lee Cheong-Hyeon and I participated in was not the Spark dedicated team, but rather a promotional meeting of the existing UA planning team.
Since he had made a promise in advance, the conversation flowed smoothly. Lee Cheong-hyeon sat in the corner of the conference room with a relieved expression.
30 minutes later.
“No, I said there’s no point in having a meeting like that.”
“How long are you going to keep talking about the same thing? You should have a conclusion by now!”
“We absolutely have to get results today. You all know that, right?”
“I know, I know… … . Phew.”
Voila. A typical meeting scene that you can see anywhere has been created.
Lee Cheong-hyeon rolled his eyes around with a puzzled expression.
Of course. He always saw me in meetings where I had already decided what to say.
You won’t even know what kind of inspiration you’re supposed to get from this. You won’t be able to write lyrics like, “Even if we meet every day, we can’t come to a conclusion. This won’t work anymore.”
I scribbled a few words down on the corner of a memo pad.
Focus on the sound.
Lee Cheong-hyeon’s eyes grew wide.
A sigh, a raised voice, the atmosphere becoming quiet when one person speaks, a flow that builds together and then cools down in an instant. The sound of a pen clicking.
It is up to Lee Cheong-hyeon to decide whether to implement sound or atmosphere, but wouldn’t it be most certain to decide after actually listening to the sound on site?
Usually, at times like this, he would close his eyes to concentrate on the sound, but Lee Cheong-hyeon opened his eyes even wider.
And he concentrated as if trying to remember everything in the conference room.
Even things like the sound of a wet paper cup being slammed down on a desk.
When the sluggish meeting had lasted more than an hour, Lee Cheong-hyeon tapped my memo pad. It was a signal to leave.
We carefully closed the conference room door and left so as not to disturb anyone.
“Can I not look at this anymore?”
“Yeah, that’s enough.”
Lee Cheong-hyeon laughed viciously.
“I’ll make an OST that you can’t not use whenever an emotional scene comes up.”
The determination was extraordinary. I guess I should have shown this kind of raw meeting a long time ago.
***
“So that’s why the OST went by so quickly. Was it Cheong-Hyeon? He must really be a genius.”
“I think so, objectively.”
Ha Seo-myeong burst out laughing at my words. He must be so crazy about his love for his members.
“I hope the finished version comes out soon. I already saw ‘My.Family.Most’ and Seongbin sings really well.”
“Our main vocalists are really good at singing. I’m the only one having a hard time keeping up.”
“Really? Then I guess I’ll have to see Mr. Lee Wol next time.”
“How about using your precious time for something more beautiful? Seongbin has another amazing cover song.”
After Jeong Seong-bin, it was Kim Yi-wol. Where could there be such a dishonorable death? I don’t want to see Ha Seo-myeong awkwardly avoiding eye contact during the next shoot.
A familiar voice was heard desperately promoting the best output songs of the Spark guys.
“People from different backgrounds get along well.”
The actor who plays the male protagonist, Ji Sung-in, Gu Ja-han, was looking this way. The surroundings became quiet in an instant.
“under…….”
Mr. Ha Seo-myeong laughed.
It’s not just for a day or two that Koo Ja-han has been making sarcastic remarks at idol-turned-actors.
I wasn’t affected at all by Gu Ja-han’s words. There’s no reason for me to feel hurt by being called a ttanttara. Rather, it’s just Gu Ja-han going around telling everyone in the neighborhood about his own inferior way of thinking.
However, Ha Seo-myeong seemed to be getting more and more stressed out day by day because of Gu Ja-han.
The reason is simple. It is because Gu Ja-han, an actor from a religious background, was worse at acting than Ha Seo-myeong, who was from a religious background.
A guy who has to play along with you because he’s worse at acting than you is even being sarcastic towards you? And you have to let that go just because he’s one of the main characters? That would be crazy from Ha Seo-myeong’s perspective.
That’s why you can’t force two suns into the sky. Since one is an imperfect artificial sun, the real sun has to produce twice as much energy. It was the height of absurdity.
‘It’s not like I’m only being pushed around in acting… … .’
Mr. Ha Seo-myeong has a special sense of responsibility for the work he is in charge of. I could tell just by the way he held me and ad-libbed me several times every day.
Ha Seo-myeong’s intention was to extract more than what was in the script and to plant many seeds because he didn’t know where something would explode.
Koo Ja-han was the exact opposite. He wanted to get the most out of the least amount of effort. That was the way all big companies wanted to do it.
However, there was a difference between large corporations and Koo Ja-han. Large corporations had the technological capabilities accumulated over a long period of time, while Koo Ja-han did not.
The script, which he had memorized, would be erased from Gu Ja-han’s head if the plot was even slightly off, and there were countless instances of him getting the names of supporting actors wrong.
Crucially, Gu Ja-han’s acting was not very good. To be exact, his acting was not good ‘compared to his acting career’.
Think about it. One person who practiced like crazy because they wanted to get rid of the label, and the other person who worked moderately hard. Which one would do better?
As another former idol, I am confident that I can act as a ‘moderately good person’ and ‘a working person’, even if I don’t know about other acting skills. I am also confident in ‘acting as a boss who is a total jerk’, but I will exclude this since it has nothing to do with Do Young-hwan.
Anyway, it might be uncomfortable to see such outsiders appear not only as supporting actors but also as main characters. But is it bad to show such narrow-mindedness like this?
“I think my voice was too loud. I’ll be careful, senior.”
“Senior Lee Wol, it’s Mr. Seo Myung. Not me.”
Gu Ja-han continued to mock me until the end and then left.
Mr. Ha Seo-myeong messed up his hair.
“When I think about filming a romance scene with that person, I feel like throwing everything away… … .”
At that moment, no words could comfort Ha Seo-myeong.
***
This week’s meeting time.
Sparks complimented each other as usual, in a normal and harmonious manner, and checked to see if the 12 commandments of the dormitory, which had somehow doubled in number, were being observed.
Among them, I also brought up a topic to practice ‘having a lot of conversation’.
“I have something to ask you guys.”
“To us?”
“What’s going on?”
Lee Cheong-hyeon and Kang Ki-yeon showed arrogant reactions.
Yeah, I don’t have any friends so I was going to ask you guys.
“I think that changing careers… … or should I say, changing career paths is not a plus, but it’s not particularly a minus either. However, in some cases, it seems that there are many instances where you encounter resistance during the process of changing careers. I wonder what it was like for you.”
Aside from Lee Cheong-hyeon, there were many who changed their majors. Choi Je-ho changed from street dance to idol dance, and Park Joo-woo changed from rock ballad to idol vocal.
“There were some who ignored me, but I never really paid attention to them, so I don’t know. They all say the same thing.”
“What do you usually say?”
The remarks Choi Je-ho made were very dirty and filthy. I was disappointed that I couldn’t block all the members’ ears because I’m not the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara.
Lee Cheong-hyeon swept both of his arms.
“I think that war of nerves over there is scarier than diss rap.”
“This rap isn’t that easy either… … ?”
“There are many times when diss rap is full of respect, right? But that’s just abusive language!”
That’s not something you should say, wearing a big dog muzzle and dissing your senior group. I hope you take some time to reflect on yourself soon.
“I think singing is relatively free… … Rather, if you can digest a lot of genres, you get praised.”
Park Joo-woo said with a puzzled look. The one who came out with an opposing opinion to this was Jeong Seong-bin.
“I don’t think the reaction is very favorable when a regular singer moves on to musicals or vocal music. There are issues with acting, but I think there is a negative reaction in areas where the singing style changes.”
“Um… … I agree with that part.”
Park Joo-woo neatly acknowledged Jeong Seong-bin’s statement. At this point, Kang Ki-yeon intervened.
“Isn’t it a bit ambiguous to say that it’s a problem with the singing style? People who used to do metal don’t get criticized for singing ballads, right?”
“Then what if a pansori major becomes an idol trainee? What if an opera singer switches to trot?”
“Wait a minute, don’t make this more complicated!”
Lee Cheong-hyeon’s ‘If’ collection came rushing in like a storm. Kang Ki-yeon covered his head and screamed.
‘But the one who has changed the most dynamically is Lee Cheong-hyeon.’
Lee Cheong-hyeon shrugged his shoulders as he looked at the guy.
“My family always told me to wear a suit to work. Researcher, judge, professor. If I wanted to do music, I would be a piano player or conductor.”
“Orchestra sessions weren’t included either?”
“Yeah. They tend to be extremely obsessed with having their names written down separately. They don’t even realize how different playing and conducting are. They’re fun people.”
Lee Cheong-hyeon sneered with an expression that said it wasn’t funny at all.
“And yet you still said you wanted to be a celebrity?”
Choi Je-ho threw a fastball without hesitation. The pupils of the four of us, excluding Choi Je-ho and Lee Cheong-hyeon, shook violently.
I heard the general story before, and Kang Ki-yeon probably knows to some extent too… … .
Jeong Seong-bin and Park Joo-woo were just watching with cold sweat pouring down their faces.
Lee Cheong-hyeon, however, was indifferent.
“We fought a lot. Rather than fighting, I just got scolded unilaterally. They were going to take my family register and leave, and at that time, I was feeling weak, so I just cried in my room.”
“really……?”
Park Joo-woo’s eyebrows furrowed as if he felt sorry for his younger brother.
“But what can I do if I don’t want to study? So at first, they allowed me to play the piano. I tried to resist them once, and I figured out a way to do it, so I drifted from then on.”
“That’s amazing.”
“On the other hand, this is only on the premise that you have to maintain a certain level of grades. If your grades drop, you’ll really be in trouble. Therefore, Lee Wol-hyung, please do well on my midterm exams this time.”
“Wouldn’t it be better to tell them that from the exam date, Cheong-hyeon?”
I smiled gently.
While Lee Cheong-hyeon’s face darkened rapidly, Jeong Seong-bin called me.
“Brother Lee Wol.”
“Yeah, why?”
“Is filming ‘In My Office’ difficult?”
what.
Do you actually worship ancestral spirits other than me?