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Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 397

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Episode 397

Snow White came on stage wearing the mask of Nike, the Goddess of Victory.

It was natural for the audience to be surprised, and the celebrity judges also reacted bewildered by the unexpected turn of events.

In fact, the celebrity judges had already seen the script and knew why Baek Seol-ha wore the ‘Nike’ mask.

[In fact, the ‘cute genius who also sings well’ is the friend of ‘Goddess of Victory Nike’ and Globe Sera, who appeared in the previous episode… ]

Exclamations were heard here and there.

A revenge mission for a friend was declared in all directions.

The fact that it was a ‘The Unknown’ match was enough to get us excited, but there was also an added story to spice things up.

It was natural that the audience would become even more enthusiastic.

Snow White felt the heat coming from the stands with her whole body. And then she closed her eyes.

For a very short time, only darkness enveloped the surroundings, and when I opened my eyes again, there was nothing.

Snow White was standing in a space of nothingness.

‘A room of my own.’

The advice that Lee In-seong had given her when she was young was still valid for Baek Seol-ha.

Debut stage. HPT Music Awards. New Asa competition. Japan debut showcase.

Even on such a trembling stage, the moment she gave a brilliant performance, she was not shaken.

The walls surrounding it on all sides erase all variables.

‘Just for singing.’

My own room.

In this room, Snow White is transformed into a creature born only to sing.

All metabolism and bodily functions crave only one act: singing.

I can feel my body vibrating.

‘Sing!’

An intense desire spreads from the tips of my toes, circulating through every corner of my blood vessels.

The desire racing through my veins could only calm down when it reached my chest.

Desire barely holds on, holding on in anticipation of being able to escape the city and show itself to the world.

[The final song of ‘The cute genius who can sing well’ is… … !]

‘Stronger’ by pop star Kelly Clarkson.

Snow White liked Kelly Clarkson. When Snow White was young, she seemed like a Cinderella to her.

Winner of American Idol Season 1.

A person from the countryside who made a living by working part-time suddenly became a star who received attention in the United States.

But it wasn’t all smooth sailing.

Perhaps it was because of her quick rise to fame that critics were quick to rip Kelly Clarkson apart, finding fault with any musical achievement.

Moreover, those who looked down on her continued to personally attack her, saying that she was too ugly and had gained too much weight.

Perhaps that’s why Kelly Clarkson’s lyrics contain a lot of autobiographical content.

The lyrics, which clearly revealed her pain, also resonated deeply in Baek Seol-ha’s heart.

‘What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.’

Snow White pondered the lyrics of ‘Stronger’.

Later, I heard from Han Gu-in that he probably borrowed the words from Nietzsche.

‘My idol… … .’

When I was little, I always wanted to be Cinderella like Kelly Clarkson.

But as she grew older, she realized that she was not Cinderella.

Kelly Clarkson was gorgeous. She seemed to be loved by everyone. She was a shining pop star.

But in a later interview, she said that those brilliant times were the moments when she most wanted to die.

It was a far cry from the Cinderella that Baekseolha had hoped for.

‘I kept losing weight, taking care of my appearance, practicing singing, but I couldn’t say anything to the words that hurt me… ‘

When I read that interview a long time ago, I vaguely felt sorry for him. But now that I think about it, my feelings are completely different.

‘Even pop stars who seem to have been born with a light in them have to work hard enough to die to shine.’

You have to squeeze out all the talent you have to become a star.

‘I’m much worse than Kelly.’

When you are born with a lesser talent, you cannot fight while limiting what you have.

I hope Snow White is happy.

Her happiness was that everyone was interested in the songs she sang with confidence.

Since song is life, I wanted people to see the most important part of life.

‘Kelly would have been the same. She probably wanted people to focus on her singing rather than her looks or face. She probably resented people while working on her appearance to be loved by people. She’s a singer, so why don’t you focus on her singing? … ‘

Still, there is nothing we can do.

‘Sarah is right.’

There are so many people who are only good at singing, so you have to excel in other areas as well to become a star.

Snow White from the beginning.

‘I became an idol because I admired idols.’

Looking back, the reason Baek Seol-ha liked idols when she was young wasn’t just because they sang well.

It was because the idols were shining.

Everything about idols was so beautiful and enchanting, like the inside of a well-decorated fish tank, that even the young Baek Seol-ha couldn’t help but admire them.

‘I am…….’

Baek Seol-ha made a firm resolution.

‘It’s possible.’

A star whose very existence is splendid.

An idol that is so perfect that it seems as if it could not possibly exist in the world.

Snow White admires it.

‘Become an idol.’

This stage is the culmination of 24 years of life.

A place where Snow White, who was born to become a star, finally gets to see if she has earned the right to become a star.

‘Teacher, please look.’

My idolism.

* * *

After realizing that Lee In-seong had appeared on ‘The Unknown’ Singer, Baek Seol-ha had this fantasy.

‘If I hadn’t become an idol, what would I be thinking at this moment?’

Of course, I had been an idol before Snow White Girls League. Back then, I really felt like I had the world.

I’ve seen many older sisters leave their jobs because they’re older.

As each day passed and as she grew older, black dregs accumulated in young Baek Seol-ha’s heart.

Snow White, in her mid-teens, was afraid of growing old.

She was at an age where she would laugh just by looking at the falling leaves, but she had no laughter. She couldn’t laugh. The tears her sisters left behind as they left the company weighed heavily on the corners of her mouth.

however.

‘I was chosen to debut! Mom, I’m going to be an idol!’

Seriously, I thought I would never have such a happy day again.

When I saw Lee In-seong, the teacher who was like Snow White, I wrote dozens of pages of words to express my gratitude.

But it failed.

Snow White lost her smile again.

And as time passed, Sungpil suggested that she become a trainee.

If I had refused then.

‘sorry.’

If she had rejected Sungpil’s offer with those words, what would Baek Seol-ha have been doing? Watching her teacher on TV…

‘You must have regretted it.’

I wouldn’t have had the face to face with Lee In-seong.

Maybe Baekseolha continued working as a vocal trainer.

Or maybe he’s working part-time to save up some money and release an indie album.

There is also the possibility of vicarious satisfaction through being a fan of an idol.

Whatever it was, Snow White would have lived in darkness forever.

‘Thank you, sir.’

It is all thanks to Seongpil that I can go up on stage at this moment and face my teacher without hesitation.

I became an idol because he recommended it to me.

Now that I’ve become the idol I’ve always dreamed of, I have to do my best as an idol.

That’s why I sing.

[What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.]

The first highlight of ‘Stronger’.

The audience’s admiration surged like waves toward the wall Baek Seol-ha had built.

Yet the wall, Snow White, did not shake. She stood upright and sang. Because she was standing here only for the sake of singing.

‘The first highlight was good.’

A skilled singer can tell the success or failure of a song as soon as he breathes out the first note.

Snow White felt like a success from the beginning.

‘But it’s not enough.’

lack.

Snow White longs for higher places.

‘It’s not a song that’s too high pitched to sing.’

It’s a song that has been sung over and over again since ancient times.

It’s so familiar that it’s almost familiar to the palate.

But being skilled doesn’t necessarily mean being perfect.

‘The important thing is damping.’

Damping, the power a singer puts into his voice.

That is completely different from volume or pitch.

The energy and power of the singer contained in the song. It is the power itself that shows the status of a singer.

‘If you want to keep up with Kelly’s damping, the thing you have to be most careful about is… . . . ‘

Breathing.

Snow White’s rib cage expanded.

Baek Seol-ha, who had been practicing thoracic breathing since childhood, inhaled only the optimal amount of air.

Put your voice and energy into the breath you exhale.

And then scream.

‘Okay.’

Even before she sang, Snow White had a premonition of success.

No, I foresaw it.

Repeated efforts that made blood boil in the neck.

An experience built up while holding a trembling heart.

Practice that I have done without missing a single day.

All of this gives Baek Seol-ha complete self-confidence. A confidence that rivals her ability to foresee the future.

‘It’s visible.’

Snow White could feel the next few seconds right before her eyes.

Beyond the transparent wall, a wave of spectators can be seen, mouths agape in amazement.

‘No, I can hear you.’

Here and there, exclamations of exclamation that cannot be expressed continue to pierce my ears.

It was the Milky Way falling from the night sky to the ground. It was a wave of longing crashing down toward the white snow.

Snow White believes in herself, having worked so hard that her lungs were about to burst. That’s why she knows how she will sing and how people will react in a few seconds.

You can be confident without fear.

People.

[What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger!]

I’m excited.

I accept Baekseolha’s song as a commandment and feel the ultimate bliss.

Her songs penetrate people’s ears, penetrate to the very corners of their blood vessels, and create shivers.

And Snow White heard it too.

A song so perfect that you wouldn’t believe you made it yourself.

Damping himself up to become a pop star who has etched his name into history.

Lightning ran down her spine. An indescribable pleasure took over her entire body.

‘I sang to reach this moment.’

This realm… … .

‘no.’

Snow White denied it.

‘We can still go further.’

I wish for higher places.

It’s not enough to beat the master with just this much.

Not to the extent of coming close to being a pop star.

The song enters the bridge and approaches the final highlight.

This is your last chance. Your last chance to sing the best song that will be engraved in everyone’s ears.

Snow White had a gut feeling.

As of now, I cannot reach the master.

So, this is the moment when you need to grow.

‘What the teacher taught me… … .’

You must learn all the teachings of the other person, which you did not understand when you were young, at this very moment.

Within 20 seconds of the bridge part ending.

* * *

Vocal music is the skill of using the human vocal cords like a musical instrument.

The vocal cords are not naturally created for singing, so they need to be adjusted.

“What kind of instrument is it?”

“huh?”

“What instrument do you want to change to?”

“Wow, that’s something I never thought of. If I had to be specific, it would be similar to a pipe organ.”

“Pipe organ?”

“There’s something called a windchest in a pipe organ. It’s a box filled with wind. What does it resemble in our bodies?”

“Love! Mom said love is like the wind!”

“Ah… … Yes, love is important. What organ in our body is it similar to?”

“Hmm, it’s a lung!”

“That’s right. If you put a pipe in that windchest and blow air out, it makes a sound. That pipe is similar to our throat. How about it, a pipe organ?”

“Similar!”

“A windchest is a machine that continuously pumps air into you, allowing you to make any sound you want.”

“Then it’s different from the lungs?”

“huh?”

“The lungs don’t always get as much air as they want.”

“Right. So, we need to make the lungs like a windchest.”

“Hey, people aren’t machines.”

Lee In-seong smiled and stood up straight.

“Snow White, listen carefully. I will explain everything one by one from now on.”

Posture.

“Open the air passage.”

Breathing.

“Let the air in.”

Pronunciation.

“Open the door of sound.”

Vocalization.

“Turn up the volume.”

Resonance.

“With sound.”

Thoracic resonance.

Nasal resonance.

Two-voice resonance.

“and.”

Whole body resonance.

Lee In-seong’s body becomes a machine.

His body worked like a sophisticated machine, operating without a single error, to sing.

The loud voice that seemed to go on forever resonated throughout the classroom.

Snow White didn’t even notice the passing of time as she was lost in that voice.

But it finally comes.

Smorchando (as if fading away).

Only after the silence fell did Snow White realize that Lee In-seong’s mouth was closed.

“Wow, wow… … .”

Baek Seol-ha tapped Lee In-seong’s chest with her palm.

“It’s sexual harassment!”

“How can so much air fit in something this small? Is there a windchest instead of lungs?”

“That’s a great compliment. Thank you. Well, in short… … .”

Lee In-seong smiled brightly as if a good idea had occurred to him.

“Swallow the sun! And.”

* * *

Sing the light.

Snow White’s chest swelled greatly. Her lungs filled with air like the wind box of a pipe organ.

Just as the engine blew air into the box, Snow White’s lungs also sucked in air like a machine.

This is not how it should be. The human lungs are not made to work this way. When faced with an obviously abnormal condition, the brain gives a command.

Stop it.

‘no.’

You will be able to override your brain’s commands for survival.

Have complete control over your own body.

I will sing like that.

This is what the world calls this technology.

Vocal music.

There is a sun in Snow White’s heart.

So it can emit light indefinitely.

[What doesn’t kill you makes you]

The color of sound that colors the world in various colors.

[Stronger―!]

Skills unnecessary for survival.

However, it is a technology that has never been lost in human history.

Tens of thousands of geniuses have inherited and developed the skill of singing since the days of Baek Seol-ha.

She was the pinnacle and darling of the singing craft.

Her song, which has reached the pinnacle of evolution, lights up the world and sets fire to human heads.

The realm that all singers throughout history have hoped to reach is now unfolding before her eyes.

It came out of her mouth.

‘iced coffee…….’

Snow White shed tears inside the mask.

There is someone standing next to her.

He is a teacher.

I’ve always only seen his back.

But now he was right next to Baekseol-ha. So Baekseol-ha could share what her master was seeing.

‘This is it… … .’

This is the scenery that Lee In-seong has seen.

‘It was because you lived in a world like this that you could love singing so much, teacher… ‘

Finally, Baekseolha stands next to her teacher and sees the scenery her teacher had been looking at.

‘however…….’

I took one step forward.

‘This is not the end.’

The figure of the teacher standing next to me disappears.

And what Baek Seol-ha faced was a transparent wall. The wall that took her from the stage to a space of nothingness.

Because she could imagine this wall, Snow White endured the stages where her heart felt like it was going to burst due to anxiety.

‘no.’

I have to go out.

Snow White broke the wall and took another step forward.

Then, the world that was filled only with her song shatters. She destroyed the cozy world she had been born into.

As she climbed over the wall, Baek Seol-ha was struck by a noise that made her dizzy and the stares of hundreds of people that stung her skin.

‘Seolha, song is language.’

Seongpil said.

‘As an artist, you convey what you want to say to your fans through songs.’

Seongpil told me.

‘Words only you can say.’

Song is language.

We convey and receive our feelings through sound.

Seongpil told me, and I understood it at the concert.

To communicate, you must first listen.

‘The audience doesn’t just listen quietly.’

Their gazes and the sounds they make inadvertently mix with the air, creating an atmosphere that cannot be ignored.

It’s no different with language.

For the first time, Snow White stood on stage and sang and spoke to the audience, but she also listened.

I feel it.

‘You sing well.’

‘Wow, what is this?’

‘Who is it?’

‘Is it over already?’

‘I wish there was one more highlight.’

‘Are you just going to keep standing still?’

‘Big chest.’

‘Look this way.’

‘It’s a shame to end it here.’

‘I wish this person was more unknown.’

‘Big chest.’

‘I feel like crying.’

People can’t live without saying everything they want to say. But they can’t hide the emotions in their eyes.

Performers on stage must be sensitive to the emotions of the audience.

You have to give them what they want.

Simply showing off your singing skills and honed techniques is not enough.

‘Because I’m an idol.’

What’s needed is more than just vocals.

‘performance.’

Snow White, who has climbed over the wall, leaves her teacher behind and moves forward. Using what she received from her teacher as a stepping stone, she moves forward, further forward.

* * *

Weisera opened her mouth without realizing it and admired Baekseolha’s performance.

She didn’t just sing.

Every step, every gesture steals the hearts of the audience. He captures the attention of the audience with gestures that are not unnatural.

That’s what’s called stage manners.

Wiseura couldn’t help but recall what she had learned from Yoon Sang-yeol about him.

‘Western guys are obsessed with strange things. When I was studying abroad, there was a strange lecture I took. They paired up three boys with one girl. And they instructed the boys to seduce the girl. Not one at a time, but simultaneously. And the boy who the girl was most interested in got the highest score. Later, they switched the genders.’

‘Did PD Yoon get an A?’

‘… I thought there were all kinds of strange professors. At the end of the semester, I asked the professor what the purpose of the singing class was.’

‘You didn’t get an A!’

‘… … Then they showed me the evaluation items.’

What was evaluated was the aura that could be shown on stage. The ability to attract human attention.

Every practical music school in America has these evaluation items.

The name of the item is.

‘Presence.’

An essential quality for a pop music performer.

Wiseora felt a presence from Baek Seol-ha.

I came to deeply understand its meaning.

‘You look like a real pop star… … .’

If there was a scene from a documentary featuring a pop star, wouldn’t it be reenacted like this?

Wise-ra thought about it blankly.

Looking at Baek Seol-ha’s presence, I just blankly…

‘No, but we’re wearing the same mask, but it’s too… … .’

You’re comparing me to you so much… … .

Wisera suppressed a sense of defeat as she saw some of the presence that Baek Seol-ha possessed.

[Stronger―! Stronger―!]

* * *

Erica and Ginger sat across from each other at the table in their dorm and practiced coloring together in a coloring book.

This was a preview for the vlog that will be uploaded on the Kaius channel in a few days.

“Ginger.”

Erica called Ginger.

Ginger was looking at her coloring book like an engrossed child. She answered while coloring diligently with colored pencils.

“Why are you like that?”

“There was a time when Director Park cried after listening to your song.”

“That damn thing again… … .”

“It’s important to me. How was Director Park at that time?”

“How was it? What do you mean?”

“Or the status.”

Erica was unable to make Sungpil cry in the end. She thought there was nothing wrong with her singing, so she decided to look for the cause of the problem in Sungpil’s condition.

“Hmm.”

Ginger bit the end of a colored pencil in her mouth and sat deep in thought. Then she said,

“When Director Park cries, what is that expression on his face… … .”

Ginger’s cheeks turned red.

“It was an expression that I wanted to keep seeing.”

“You want to see a grown man cry? Ah… … You have a taste that your future lover might not tolerate. Well, if you look hard enough, you might find it.”

“That’s not what I meant!”

Ginger denied it hastily, then refined her language a bit.

“You were laughing while crying. Oh my… … Oh my, if I can make someone make that kind of expression, then I guess I didn’t practice singing in vain… … I guess I’m a pretty amazing person… … . That’s what I thought. So, I wanted to keep making them make that expression… … .”

Erica listened to Ginger’s ramblings and just gave up trying to understand them.

I don’t know what she’s talking about in the first place. She’s just babbling like a lovestruck adolescent girl.

Erica, who was looking out the balcony window with sunlight streaming in, suddenly wrote something in her coloring book.

[#1 man I want to make cry in Caius, Park Sung-pil]

Erica snickered when she saw that.

‘Yeah, I’m starting to get more angry.’

Is that an expression so great that it makes you want to keep making it?

* * *

Snow White took off her mask as she entered the hallway leading to the waiting room. Her hair and entire face were soaked in sweat.

As she trudged to the waiting room with her mask tucked under her arm, a shadow fell across her vision.

As she walked looking down, she had to raise her already tired head because of the shadow blocking her way.

Snow White was startled.

“Director Park… … ?”

Seongpil was crying.

No, I kept wiping my eyes and trying to stop, but it seemed like I couldn’t.

Tears like stars kept falling from his smile.

“Seolhaya.”

“Yes, yes!”

Snow White stood up straight without realizing it.

Seongpil said.

“You sing really well.”

“Ah, yes… … .”

“Thank you for being my idol.”

Seongpil remembers Baek Seol-ha from his previous life.

After a long period of darkness, she confidently debuts as a singer through a survival program, just like Kelly Clarkson, Baek Seol-ha’s favorite pop star.

She achieved second place while shedding tears, and went on to have a successful career.

Snow White, who became a new star in the music industry.

“Really, thank you for becoming an idol… … .”

Baek Seol-ha covered Seong-pil’s mouth with her palm. Seong-pil opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Snow White laughed.

“I have no reason to thank you, Director. It was my dream, so thank you for making me an idol. It’s weird to be thanked by someone else for making my dream come true.”

Snow White took her hand off Seongpil’s mouth.

“More than that, how was I?”

Seongpil’s lips trembled, but he couldn’t find the words to express himself at the moment.

So I just smiled.

It was a smile with tears in it.

Snow White, who saw that, had no choice but to smile back. Seongpil’s expression was so beautiful that there was no room for shadows, so there was nothing else to say in response but a smile.

‘How many more times will I see this expression on the CEO’s face?’

I don’t know.

So, I have to take a good look at Seongpil at this moment.

‘As proof that I have achieved my dream.’

It would remain in Baekseolha’s heart forever.

Outside the waiting room where the two were standing, the noise from the recording stage was loud.

It was a trademark of ‘The Unknown Singer’, a stage evaluation mixed with excitement by the celebrity judges. However, it was clear that the judges were more excited than usual.

Against the backdrop of the judges’ comments that were full of praise to the point of making their ears turn red, the man and woman smiled at each other for a long time.

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