Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 364



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Episode 364

It’s completely different.

Kim Min-ju thought that those words were created for this moment.

‘The impact is on a whole other level.’

Girls’ League’s Arabesque is better than the music show stage.

Than the HPT Music Awards stage.

It’s much more intense now than ever.

It was as if the Girls’ League had released all of its hidden energy in that one moment.

‘no.’

Kim Min-ju rubbed her face with her hands, trying to keep it from loosening.

And once again, I looked at the stage with a serious expression. I was on the first floor, a dozen meters away from the stage, so I couldn’t see the actual Girls’ League in detail.

Any normal person would have done that.

Kim Min-ju’s eyesight is close to 2.0. She can see even the smallest details no matter how far away they are.

‘I said no… … .’

Kim Min-joo’s face began to blank out again.

She saw.

The beads of sweat flying from every part of the Girls’ League’s skin. It was proof of the Girls’ League’s accumulated efforts, and a second language that eloquently expressed their complete immersion into the stage.

They use even a single strand of hair, the edge of their clothes, and the sweat on their chin as part of their performance.

Existence itself is artistic.

‘Why do you look so different? How did you become like this in just a few months?’

Kim Min-ju once had this question.

Why don’t idols’ skills noticeably improve as they age?

When an idol group reaches their 7th year, shouldn’t their skills be superior to ever before?

Kim Min-ju found out the reason while working as an idol. It was through meeting other idols at broadcasting stations.

‘Because at a certain level, you stop trying.’

Idols who are confined by the limitations of the group’s concept give up their efforts at some point.

Since I always get the same choreography and song, I don’t feel the need to improve my skills.

Once you reach the level desired by the company and have some skills, you will stagnate at that level.

‘But these guys… … .’

It’s not the Girls’ League.

I don’t know the details, but I don’t think so.

This stage proves that they have been honing their skills at every moment.

For what?

‘To climb higher steps.’

‘Arabesque’ was the highest step the Girls’ League could reach at the end of their first year.

It’s bound to be easier when you step on it almost a year later.

Unlike the times when people were only focused on filling in the given performances, now they can add their own style to the performances.

‘Like an athlete… … .’

no.

If we use a music metaphor, the Girls’ League is like a classical musician.

Learning classical music is like climbing stairs. You climb the stairs of scores accumulated over hundreds of years with your two feet of talent and effort.

Until you reach the upper levels, it is an arduous path where individuality is no longer an excuse and only skill is judged.

Girls’ League belongs to the pop genre that values ​​individuality, but is also following the same path as classical runners.

‘More difficult dances, more difficult songs, more difficult techniques… … .’

It’s all for the sake of reaching the top in the future.

So that when I receive a song that best suits the Girls’ League, I don’t reject it with the excuse that I ‘lacks talent’.

Kim Min-joo was thrilled.

The corners of my mouth go up on their own.

The people who are chasing after you, or perhaps even the people running beside you, are the ones who possess this consciousness.

I’m so happy and excited I can’t help it.

‘No. Don’t show it.’

Kim Min-ju lowered the corners of her mouth.

The members of KARA must have been impressed by this stage as well. But they definitely won’t show it.

It is very disrespectful for a superior to be impressed or surprised by a competitor…

“Whitey… … .”

Jin So-yu is shedding tears.

Kim Min-ju looked at her as if she was dumbfounded, but Jin So-yu paid no attention and accepted and expressed the emotions that had washed over her.

“Cow! Girl! Yeon! Maeng! Ah! La! Be! S! K!”

Now that I look at it, Ginger was even excitedly shouting out the official cheering chant for ‘Arabesque’.

It’s just that Kim Min-joo was so absorbed in the stage that she didn’t realize it.

Only Erica was watching the stage with her usual expressionless face.

‘… … Yes, because I came to the concert.’

Kim Min-ju decided to enjoy herself since she had the chance.

‘But isn’t Soyou weird?’

Jin So-yu continued to shed tears. She was different from people who usually cry when they are moved.

The constant trembling of his body made it seem as if someone was intermittently giving him electric shocks.

Kim Min-ju ignored Jin So-yu, who was trembling, and focused on the stage again.

‘Coming.’

“It’s coming out, it’s coming out!”

“Whaaah!”

“That’s it!”

It seemed that it wasn’t just Kim Min-ju who was expecting this, as the people nearby shouted excitedly.

The final highlight of ‘Arabesque’, just before that.

The Girls’ League advances with their backup dancers. Along the way, several fall down as if they’ve been shot.

Still moving forward.

A few more people fall.

And yet, it goes forward.

Forward, forward again.

Finally, all that was left was the Girls’ League.

As if foreshadowing the final highlight, all unnecessary sounds were removed, leaving only plain melodies and tracks.

The Girls’ League dances, sensing the end.

‘hmm?’

Kim Min-ju tilted her head.

‘Everyone has a different expression.’

Did you change your facial expressions for the concert?

‘no.’

Kim Min-joo, a fellow idol, immediately realized that this was not the case.

The Girls’ League is not good at controlling their expressions. They each have their own thoughts and expressions.

[Trust our alliance.]

Rika couldn’t hold back her laughter.

The laughter that occasionally burst out as if playing hide-and-seek was not an entertainment gesture. She was so happy at this moment that she couldn’t stand it.

[Stand up even if you get hurt.]

Snow White’s expression remained solemn forever.

As if to preserve this time of struggle forever and make it an example to the world.

She holds the center of the performance with unwavering honesty.

[We have thorns.]

Joara is supported by evil.

A state of extreme concentration that delicately uses every single muscle in the body.

Her teeth clenched in agony as she lost complete control of her body, but her dance moves were ecstatic.

[Go ahead.]

Jang Ha-yang was the complete opposite of Jo A-ra.

She couldn’t control herself. As proof, her lips were slightly parted.

I let my body move according to its habits while in a daze. But that doesn’t mean I gave up on performance.

They focus all their strength on their body and do not have the capacity to take care of their mind.

A performance that let go of itself. And yet, the flapping of wings that went beyond the limit was beautiful.

[Even if I have to crawl with my hands tied.]

Shin Areum.

Ah, Shin A-reum.

Kim Min-ju felt dizzy when she saw her.

His face, drenched in sweat like rain and obviously approaching exhaustion, but not at all disheveled, sparkled captivatingly.

Shin Areum put her wrists together and rotated them.

A gesture that resembled winding up a clock, and at that signal all the backup dancers who had fallen stood up and took their places.

More than 30 people linked arms to form a barbed wire fence.

In the middle of it.

“Coming… … .”

The Girls’ League marched.

Behind them were 3,000 people. The torches they were waving were reflected on the screen.

It took the Girls’ League a year to reach ‘Arabesque’. All the efforts and bonds they had built up over the years have fully blossomed after another year of maturation.

The heat that had only been felt on screen became a real flame and engulfed the audience.

The pressure of the huge flames left the onlookers speechless.

The legendary stage that drew applause from 16,000 people at the HPT Music Awards is recreated.

No, it revealed itself to the world in more ways than that.

Kim Min-joo thought.

‘The ticket costs 100,000 won?’

It is not enough.

* * *

All the lights went out.

Snow White took a deep breath while striking an ending pose. She couldn’t hold her breath at all.

‘What is this? It’s strange.’

My head feels dizzy.

It’s a fatigue I’ve never felt before during rehearsal.

Even in the dark, Snow White looked left and right to check on the members’ conditions.

Everyone is out of breath like a marathon runner.

‘It’s not just me.’

Is the temperature in the concert hall too high?

So you lost moisture too quickly?

‘No, no… … .’

The Girls’ League performed beyond their ability. To be precise, they failed to distribute their stamina.

They used every ounce of energy they could muster in the opening medley of No – Tingle – Arabesque.

I approached the performance with the mindset that there was no turning back.

And no one found it strange.

‘If this keeps up, I won’t be able to do the next stage properly. I did something wrong. But, but… … .’

The lights came on slowly.

Along with that, a fantastic sight caught Baekseol-ha’s eyes. Thousands of people holding flashing torches and endlessly cheering for the ‘Girls’ League’.

‘When you see something like this, when you see something like this, anyone… … .’

My brain feels like it’s been pickled with pleasure.

My hands and feet, which had been shaking with fatigue, regained their composure, and the pain in my lungs, which had been desperately craving oxygen, disappeared.

‘No one would think about stamina distribution… … .’

3,000 people.

They are all fans.

I love the Girls’ League so much that I can’t stand it anymore, so I went to the concert hall to see the Girls’ League in person.

Fans who are so lovely.

‘I want to show you the best stage.’

It has to be the best.

The Girls’ League themselves do not allow a moderately moderate stage. I felt that the moment I got on stage, and I put it into practice.

Snow White straightened her bent legs and stood up straight.

My breathing was ragged, but strangely enough, I had a feeling that the words would come out clearly.

[everyone!]

When Baek Seol-ha called, thousands of people answered.

Maybe heaven is like this.

It’s such a happy thing to have thousands of people looking at you and cheering you on.

‘Even if this whole body is destroyed.’

Snow White swallowed hard.

‘Have a great time with you all.’

Idols are idols, but they are not gods.

Since He is not omnipotent, He cannot give His worshippers whatever they want.

In order to remain an idol, in order for a human to become an idol, one must squeeze out everything one has.

It’s a painful road.

however.

‘What is that?’

Snow White shouted excitedly.

[Two, three.]

The other members also shouted in joy, seemingly unable to contain themselves.

[Our Alliance.]

This is the Girls’ League!

* * *

Snow White smiled brightly and waved her hand.

[Hello!]

“Hello, hello!”

Kim Chae-hyun shouted like a crazy person.

She was out of her mind after watching the opening medley stage. Her mind, which had been bound by the pressure of taking the college entrance exam in a year, was released.

The microphone was passed to Jang Ha-yang.

She stared straight ahead with her eyes wide open, her image clearly visible on the central screen and the iMacs on either side.

People were screaming and groaning everywhere. When someone shouted, “Ambulance!” the room erupted in laughter.

But Jang Ha-yang’s eyes were still wide open. Her hand moved slowly, and suddenly she blew a hand kiss.

“Kee …

Kim Chae-hyun put her hand on her forehead and howled like a monster. Fortunately, she wasn’t embarrassed, because most of the people around her had the same reaction.

“You’re so pretty, unnie. You’re so pretty, unnie. You’re so pretty. I want to live with your lips for just one day. I love you, unnie. I love you, unnie. I love you.”

As Kim Chae-hyun said, the audience member next to her seemed to be unable to get over it and slightly stepped back as if she was creeped out.

[Second Woman Ha Yang.]

When Jang Ha-yang mentioned her nickname that was floating around on social media, the people were so happy that they almost died.

Second Woman was the nickname Jang Ha-yang received after finishing the ‘Fukuyo Hidaka’ fashion show.

[Yes, this is my second time introducing myself. Oh, I hope everyone had a good time today… … .]

[Sister, what do you mean, I hope you enjoyed it? Isn’t that a repetition of agreement?]

[I’ll pass the turn to the smart Ara.]

Jo Ara was quite flustered when she received the microphone at a different timing than what was in the script.

Just as I was about to say something to Jang Ha-yang.

‘Ah, Sister Hayang.’

Jang Ha-yang turned her back to the audience and quivered her lips. Now that I looked, I could see that her lips were gradually turning blue.

‘Because my sister was running around like crazy… … .’

It was like someone who is new to weight training lifting more weight than they are capable of.

Since the muscles have not been properly built and a large number of calories are being consumed that are not commensurate with the amount, the body reacts negatively.

Jang Ha-yang showed off intense movements that pushed her limits on the ‘Arabesque’ stage.

To Jo Ara’s admiration, Jang Ha-yang’s showmanship and stage presence on stage just now were incredible.

The backlash has come.

[Yes, well, she is a smart Ara.]

When Jo Ara scratched her head, the audience cheered, “Smart Ara!”

[You’re just kidding me, I know that. But really, I’m smart, right? I think I read the most books.]

The audience laughed out loud.

Joara also laughed.

Strangely, I wasn’t nervous at all even though I was in front of an audience of 3,000 people.

What is this feeling… … .

‘Just like when I danced in front of mom and dad when I was in kindergarten.’

I feel such warmth.

Jo Ara smiled with a smile that captured the hearts of women (and men). The cheers from women in particular became louder.

[We really have a lot prepared today. The value of 100,000 won, we will protect… … .]

[Ara-chan, talking about money directly is too vulgar!]

[what?]

[This is a world of dreams! A world of fantasy! There is no room for money!]

[Where did I say that? Oh, we will protect the value of 100,000 won, so please look forward to it.]

[This is too much… … .]

Joara passed the mic to Rika. She glared at Joara and then turned her gaze straight ahead to look at the people.

And I was speechless.

She fidgeted for a few seconds, then smiled faintly and said,

[Director, I’ll take just a little more time! Seriously, just a little! I have a favor to ask of the people! Okay!]

Rika politely pointed to Jo Jin-man, who was at the FOH on the second floor.

Thousands of eyes were focused there.

A dozen or so directors controlling the show at FOH hid behind their control boards in panic.

Director Jo Jin-man just trembled with his lips.

Surprisingly, the camera director captured the scene. Jo Jin-man nodded his head in thought.

[Yatta (done it)! Oh, of course! The people have a favor to ask, will you listen?]

Yes, yes, yes, yes!

[Please, please, just say ‘I love you, Rika’ just once!]

Rika squatted on the floor, covering her head in embarrassment.

That moment.

I love you Rika!

Thousands of people say ‘I love you’ at once.

At that, Rika’s eyes turned red.

[Heh, heh heh.]

Rika jumped up and put her hands on her hips. She spoke confidently, her eyes still red.

[I think it was a good decision to become an idol! I’m so happy right now! I’m not just saying this… ]

[You’re seriously overtime.]

Shin A-reum snatched the microphone from Rika’s hands.

Shin A-reum’s scream of ‘This is too much!’ flowed in from Micro Rica.

[Yes, it’s Arum. Since the people before me have been taking up a lot of time, I’ll have to keep my introduction short. Everyone first.]

After Shin A-reum placed the microphone in Rika’s arms, she made a heart with her free hands.

She winked cutely.

[I love you so much… … .]

Shin Areum suddenly stopped and took the microphone from Rika again and spoke.

[I love you… … is a bit heavy, right?]

no-!

[okay!]

Shin A-reum made a heart with her hands and smiled.

[I love you, people! I’m so, so grateful that you came to see me today! Really, really! But can you guys on the 3rd floor see me?]

Show me!

[then…….]

[Beautiful, isn’t time ridiculously excessive?!]

Rika and Shin A-reum fought over the microphone.

Fans couldn’t come to their senses at the sight of the two sticking together and bickering.

In particular, Yoo Yong-tae could not hide his excitement at seeing Shin A-reum living happily with the members.

‘Look, Arami is so close with the kids… … .’

Articles analyzing idol relationships are often circulated in communities and social media.

Among them, Yoo Yong-tae often saw analysis articles such as, “Shin A-reum has a dirty personality so she doesn’t get along with the other members.”

And every time that happened, I would vent my anger by leaving comments like, ‘ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ You must have eaten so much salty food that your fingers are swollen.’

‘What is going on when Areum is doing so well…?’

Yoo Yong-tae was happy.

I was thinking that it would be nice if there was a Girls’ League concert every day. As I was enjoying the talk like that, it seemed like it was time for the next stage to start.

[Are you ready to have fun, everyone!]

“Yes, yes, yes!”

[Okay, then, let’s play again! Everyone, applause!]

One of the songs from Girls’ League’s first regular album resonated.

* * *

Backstage was bustling.

Rika looked at the staff running around busily in all directions. She stared blankly at them and then drank water impatiently.

“Ms. Rika, I’ll be in in 3 minutes.”

“Hi (yes).”

Rika looked at the baggy hooded jacket hanging in front of her. It was covered in stylish graffiti that looked like something you might see on the streets of New York.

Rika, dressed in a Nashi outfit, put on her hooded jacket and took a deep breath.

The backstage was thumping. Outside, Jo Ara and Shin A Reum were performing a duo song.

Next.

‘It’s me. My solo stage.’

[Hello Seoul! Are you having fun?!]

Joara asked excitedly.

It was a short talk enjoyed using a bridge without lyrics.

Naturally, the audience’s loud cheers returned.

[Okay! Arum, one more time!]

Shin Areum laughed and exclaimed in a cheerful tone, “Ahaha!”

[Say yes!]

Yeah, yeah!

[Say it!]

Whoa whoa!

[Say hi!]

Hiiiii―!

The song continued with Jo Ara and Shin A Reum’s vocals overlapping.

Rika smiled faintly.

‘Ara-chan and Areum are really excited.’

The two singers’ vocals shook with each beat, as if they were singing while stomping their feet.

How excited must one be to do that?

and.

‘The people also really like it.’

Hearing such cheers, I could tell how well-made their stage was.

“Ms. Rika, I will stand by.”

Rika wore the snapback and mask that had been prepared.

When she raised her head, her eyes, hidden behind her visor, were revealed. They were eyes filled with energy that shone in a multitude of colors.

‘The die has already been cast.’

I spoke to Sungpil in Scotland.

There is no need to be anxious.

Once the stage is set, we just try to give the best performance.

Kawaii Bass isn’t for performance, so it’s not well known in Korea, so it won’t get a lot of attention.

You can erase that from your mind.

Rika grabbed the brim of her snapback and pulled it back, revealing her bright eyes.

She declared.

“Atashi (I) will become a DJ!”

The god of kawaii bass, Kangrim.