Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 525



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Episode 525

Seongpil and Jo Ara arrived at the practice room a step later than Seo Yu-seon. The two watched Seo Yu-seon’s grand party without even daring to interfere.

“I will follow Hanbyeol’s plan!”

Seo Yu-seon declared so right away.

“It takes too long to build up each step, each movement individually! Like other collaborations, let’s have each individual create their own choreography! You get it?!”

Seongpil whispered to Joara.

“Araya, Yoosun-ssi… … .”

“I’m drunk.”

“Do you think so too?”

“I don’t know because I just saw it, but senior, you really came after drinking.”

“what?!”

“A whole bottle of red wine.”

Jo Ara checked the alcohol content of the wine Seo Yu-seon drank, and it was a whopping 14.5 degrees.

Since a bottle of wine is about 700mL, it was as if Seo Yu-seon had finished two bottles of soju in a few minutes and attended the meeting.

An unprecedented situation where someone attended a meeting while drunk.

He should have stopped it right away, but Seongpil decided to wait and see. Well… … .

“Okay, let’s begin!”

Seo Yu-seon had a lot of drive.

Is he just drunk and doing whatever he wants, or is he using the power of alcohol to gain courage while having a clear mind?

Seongpil decided to wait a little longer.

Ha Hee-jin was dumbfounded and stood still for a moment, then raised her eyebrows like an axe and raised her voice.

“Are you expressing your opinion or giving orders? As Director Park said yesterday, let’s reach a conclusion through agreement… .”

“This is an order!”

“uh?!”

“This is an order! Follow it!”

Ha Hee-jin didn’t understand.

Seo Yu-seon was a completely different person than yesterday. Did she eat something wrong? (Yes.)

Ha Hee-jin and her group had no reason to follow Seo Yu-seon’s coercion. If Seo Yu-seon suddenly barged in and said, “Do this,” would they have to follow?

“Who is Yooseon to decide that on her own… … .”

“I’m a performance director!”

Ha Hee-jin immediately shut her mouth.

That’s what it was.

It’s because the way Seo Yu-seon acted yesterday was so ugly, he was the performance director.

“No, but even so, how can you make such a sudden decision… …!”

“It’s a fight against time, that’s what idol choreography is!”

When Seo Yu-seon shouted, Ha Hee-jin’s shoulders flinched. Not only her, but everyone else stopped as if they had heard a beast growling.

Seo Yu-seon’s scream was loud as if it had been amplified by an audio device. It was as if the voice had been amplified through dozens of resonances after being generated from the vocal cords.

“A month is too long! It’s too long! We need to make a decision within 10 days at the most so that the next schedule can go smoothly! If we focus on perfection, artistry, and quality of work, we’ll end up with neither food nor shelter!”

“but…….”

“There’s no guarantee that spending more time will result in a better piece of work! Let’s just get going quickly!”

“no…….”

“Can you take responsibility if the schedule falls behind?”

“… … .”

“I’m the director and I’m the one taking responsibility! Recording, music videos, promotions, performances, concerts, broadcasts! If all these schedules get pushed back, I’m the one taking responsibility! I’ll take responsibility and lead the way! In the direction of Hanbyeol-nim’s plan! After all, once the choreography is finalized, it can be revised as many times as needed before the broadcast! Don’t feel pressured and just deliver the results as quickly as possible! Then… … !”

Seo Yu-seon clapped her hands.

“Let’s get started!”

Ha Hee-jin asked Sung-pil to mediate while being embarrassed. Yesterday, Sung-pil emphasized the importance of agreement and asked the choreographers to agree on their opinions.

Seongpil also had something to say, so he had to help Ha Heejin.

“Oh, that’s right.”

Joara came forward.

“I’ll do as you say, sir. We’re pressed for time, aren’t we?”

Joara winked at Seongpil.

Seongpil frowned with arrogance.

Joara felt hurt inside and continued explaining to the choreographers.

“It varies from choreographer to choreographer, but usually they give me a draft within a few days. At most, it takes 10 days. Since creating each movement one by one is not the standard method, why don’t you try the standard method first?”

Joara was the producer of this project.

Her words carry weight.

The reason the choreographers discussed the choreography method in the first place was because Sungpil and Jo Ara did not provide a clear method.

If Jo Ara acted like this, Ha Hee-jin had no intention of complaining. She would just swallow her dissatisfaction and follow Jo Ara and Director Seo Yu-seon’s policy.

“Then let’s do it like this.”

Seongpil also tried to give Ha Heejin a chance.

“As Heejin said, if different genres work independently, it can ruin the harmony. If Director Seo Yu-seon can’t do a proper integrated work, then we’ll try doing what Heejin said.”

As a leader, this type of decision-making was a gamble.

When two opinions are in conflict, it means saying that if one opinion fails, the other opinion will be adopted.

This leaves room for those with differing opinions to deliberately slow down the work.

‘It’s my job to coordinate that, and it’s Yooseon’s job.’

Seongpil was thinking of using Seo Yu-seon not just this once, but as an exclusive performance director for Garo Entertainment.

This was also a test that Seongpil gave to Seo Yuseon. If he does this well, Garo Enter will get a capable performance director.

“Yayhoo!”

Seo Yu-seon did a back tumble right after the front tumble. She was so light as a feather that it felt like gravity had disappeared for a moment.

“… … .”

Seongpil was speechless.

Anyone could see that Seo Yu-seon was not normal, but it turned out that Seong-pil was taking her side.

Ha Hee-jin looked at Seong-pil as if she was really going to let that guy do whatever he wanted.

“Just leave it to me!”

“… … That, that’s right.”

Seo Yu-seon, who is drunk, regains her social skills, but as a side effect, she becomes very naive and self-righteous.

“Everyone, take a seat in front of the mirror and let’s start the choreography!”

Seo Yu-seon was very enterprising.

Seongpil somehow felt like he knew why he had risen to the position of leader of Darkest.

And it didn’t look too bad.

“Come on, come on, hurry up!”

The leader of the Darkest.

Dictatorship ON.

* * *

While Seo Yu-seon was ruling as a dictator, Jo A-ra was not playing around.

At this moment, the most urgent task for Jo Ara was to create the choreography to be performed in ‘Aoa’.

To do that, we first needed a song.

“Ready, Watson?”

“Why am I Watson?”

“Sir, please adjust it for me.”

“You be Watson. I’ll be Holmes.”

Sungpil and Jo Ara had to decide which song to present in ‘Aoa’.

Seongpil thought that Joara would have a song in mind, but surprisingly, her mind was completely empty.

“I just thought about going out, I didn’t think about the song.”

“You usually dance to pop songs a lot. Do you have any useful ones among them?”

“I don’t want to follow inertia.”

“Then what?”

“Why would I choose Mr. Watson for nothing? I’ll ask other people.”

“Oh, it’s pretty good?”

‘Aoa’ is a place to show the individuality of idols.

Of course, it would suit Joara well if the stage was decorated in the style of the genre she likes.

But Joara went one step further.

Considering not the image you think you have of yourself, but the image others see of you.

“After being an idol for so long, I’ve come to think about my image naturally. That’s great.”

“……that’s right.”

You said you wanted to explore without a plan.

Seongpil and Joara first visited A&R team member Jaeho Lee.

Having learned directly from Son Hye-bin, he carefully examines music charts from all over the world every week.

Naturally, you’ll be familiar with pop song trends.

Then he will know the song that is suitable for Joara.

“Is this a song that suits Ara?”

Lee Jae-ho thought for a moment and then immediately gave the song title.

“How about Doja Cat’s ‘Boss Beach’? I think it would suit Ara’s image.”

“The song is called Boss Beach? Oh, it feels so good.”

“Oh, it’s not Beach, it’s Bitch, B.I.T.C.H.”

“You say I look like a bitch?”

“Yes? No!”

“Apologize to Ara right now!”

“Even the director?!”

I apologized.

The two watched the subtitled music video for ‘Boss Beach’ on Lee Jae-ho’s monitor.

Actually, both of them knew this song.

Because it was an OST for a famous franchise movie series, I listened to it from time to time.

[I’m going to take the opportunity and run like crazy

I won and got on top

When we dance there’s money on the floor

It’s too white, try making it a little dirty.

I’m a bitch, I’m a boss

I’m a twin and a boss so I shine like glass

I’m a bitch, I’m a boss

I’m a twin and a boss, so I shine like glass]

“This song sounds like something you should shoot someone with a gun to.”

“Yes, I think it’s natural for it to have that kind of vibe since it’s a villain theme song.”

“Am I a bad year?”

“Yes? No!”

“… … .”

“Sir, why don’t you adjust it?”

“Mr. Jaeho, you’re so pitiful. Let’s stop.”

“I really am the only bad girl.”

The first candidate, Doja Cat’s ‘Boss Beach’.

Next, Joara found Jang Ha-yang, who was sitting on the sofa blankly.

Seongpil took the 30,000 won Bluetooth microphone he bought at the mart to Jang Hayang.

Jang Ha-yang immediately straightened his appearance.

“Hahaha, is this the Girls’ League’s own variety show?”

“I just brought this to cheer you up. Hayang, you know that Ara ‘Aoa’ is coming out? Can you recommend some pop songs?”

“Me? Well, I wonder if I can do it well… … .”

“You can just tell me your favorite song.”

“Well, then I’d like to recommend Conan Gray’s ‘Maniac.’ I like it so much that I’ve been listening to it every day these days.”

Jang Ha-yang is the type of person who, once she gets hooked on a song, will listen to it for days on end. It seems like she’s been listening to this song every day for seven days now.

Sungpil and Joara watched the ‘Maniac’ subtitled music video on their phones.

[So go back to your friends,

Tell me I’m trash

I’m crazy and I’m making you mad

Tell me everything

I’m stalking you and spying on you

He’s a psychopath

I don’t like it, but I was forced into a relationship

[I told you to tell me once]

“The song is really sincere. Wow, but isn’t the concept really good?”

“Hahaha, really? I want to try it someday.”

“I think my sister will do well.”

Jang Ha-yang playfully bit a few strands of hair into her mouth. Her eyes immediately lost focus.

Jang Ha-yang tilted his head slightly and said.

“Director, who was that woman yesterday?”

“Araya, look at this. It gave me goosebumps.”

“Are you serious? This isn’t acting.”

“Ahaha, you’re the Best Actress Award winner? So how’s the song?”

“I like the song and the bass is strong, but I can’t think of a dance that would suit it.”

“Then shall I recommend another song? It’s called ‘Just for Me’ by the Pink Panthers.”

When I searched, the number of views for the music video was only a few million. It probably wouldn’t have even made it onto the Billboard charts, so how does Jang Ha-yang know about this song?

“Ha-yang really likes pop songs. She even looks up obscure songs.”

“Ahaha.”

The two looked for a video with subtitles.

[I found my way home

In my diary, every page has only your name on it.

Where did you read that you would fall in love with me?

I’ll keep going and then someday you’ll know how I feel, right?

I need your hair under my pillow to sleep

Then I dream that you leave roses at my feet

I’m so into you that I can’t even believe myself

When you wiped your tears, was it only for me?

(Me, me, me, me, me)

Are you crying only for me?

(Day, day, day, day, day)

I’m on my knees begging

(knees, knees, knees, knees)

“… … .”

“… … .”

Seongpil and Joara received a refreshing shock.

I was wondering how Jang Ha-yang continues to write new and fresh lyrics, and it seems like she inputs information into her head in this way.

I always feel a strong desire to encounter new things.

“Oh, sis. That’s good, but the atmosphere is a bit burdensome.”

“Ahaha, really? Isn’t it romantic? What do you think, sir? If you think there’s someone who only thinks of themselves like this… … .”

“I really laugh while watching horror movies, but if something like this happened in real life, I’m sure I’d scream every day.”

“… … Ahahaha, isn’t that a bit too much?”

The meeting with Jang Ha-yang did not produce any significant results.

Next was Rika, who was busy arranging the still sound and ‘Automata’. Still sound was passed out on the sofa from exhaustion.

“Mom, it’s cold, when will you come home… .”

The silence in Jeong Ji-eum’s sleep was unusual.

Anyway, when Seongpil and Joara asked for advice, Rika quickly gave an answer.

“’Onegai Darling’!”

[お願いダリン see and hear

Onegai Daring Mitte Kite

Please darling, listen to me

It looks like it looks like it looks like something

Hoshiino and Katachi no Naimono

What we desire is formless

See the horse and hear it.

Bakanishinai and Mitekiite

I won’t treat you like an idiot, just watch and listen.

Look inside the eyes

I am a union member. I am a union member.

Look inside my eyes]

“Do you really want to die?”

“That’s too much! It’s cultural discrimination!”

“It’s a pop song, it’s a pop song!”

“It’s a J-pop song! Look, the CEO is already dancing!”

“Huh? Really?”

“No.”

Joara put Rika in a headlock. Rika reached out a helping hand to Sungpil, saying, “Onegai darling (Please darling)!”

“… … .”

“Kamukuna darling (silent darling)!”

When there were no significant results, the taciturn Darling left the workshop with Joara.

After that, the duo of Sungpil and Joara went around the company and collected pop songs.

“What’s wrong with the Backstreet Boys! When I was young, when it came to pop songs, it was the Backstreet Boys! They’re idols! They’re idols! Am I old?! What’s wrong with the Backstreet Boys… …!”

There was an incident where Son Hye-bin unexpectedly became angry, but it was somehow covered up.

Lee Jae-ho, who couldn’t stand to watch, compiled a list of recommendations from the A&R team and gave it to Jo A-ra.

Joara wasn’t very happy when she received the list.

“Ha, playing is over.”

“Did you bring me here to play?!”

“Otherwise, why would I bother going around? The good times are gone.”

“I’m a producer! I’m a busy person!”

“I’m a producer too.”

Joara sat on the sofa and looked through the list of recommended pop songs with languid eyes. Since it only had songs suitable for dancing, it would be okay to select candidates from among them.

Joara glanced at Seongpil beyond the list.

“But sir, is there a pop song you want me to sing?”

“no.”

“Sir, don’t you listen to a lot of pop songs? Tell me one that’s suitable.”

“You’re the one who came out, so how can you speak so casually?”

“You’re saying that you don’t think of a single song after walking around with me like that?”

Actually, it wasn’t that I didn’t think about it.

The problem was that I thought about it too much.

Seongpil often saw Jo Ara dancing to pop songs in her past life, so he knows what kind of songs suit her.

‘But rather than me telling you right away, I’d like Ara to find it herself.’

Jo Ara from her previous life and Jo Ara from her current life are completely different people. Of course, their tastes overlap, but Sungpil tries to respect Jo Ara’s autonomy…

“Come on, tell me. Is there anyone in this company who knows me better than you?”

“I know your idol image best, but I don’t know you well.”

“Why are you denying it so firmly? Anyway, tell me.”

Joara swept Seongpil’s arm with a subtle gesture. It was like soothing a sullen child.

“Ugh, do you think I’m going to tease you about your song choices? Don’t worry about it. Don’t be so picky and tell me quickly.”

“… … ‘Bad.’”

“Bed? What, you want to go to bed?”

“Christopher’s ‘Bad’.”

Seongpil couldn’t resist Jo Ara’s subtle suggestion and blurted out the song title.

Jo Ara in her previous life was on a survival program where current dancers competed. The song that brought Jo Ara to stardom at that time was ‘Bad’.

It was so popular that it even appeared in a drama.

“hmm.”

I nodded my head as I searched for the song called Joa.

“Okay. Should I do this?”

“It’s up to you. Think carefully… … .”

“I’ll take this. Bad.”

“really?”

“Yes. Oh, it’s finally over.”

Joara woke up, stretching.

“Then let’s hire a choreographer right away. No, there are a lot of choreographers in the company. Those people… … .”

“You’re going to decide it this simply? Is that okay?”

“Yes. I think it’ll be okay, sir.”

“You’re doing it right away because I recommended it… … .”

“I’m an old man… … .”

Joara pointed to Seongpil’s eyes and ears in turn.

“I trust your eyes and ears. If you think that the song suits me best, then it’s probably right.”

Seongpil couldn’t decide whether to be happy or embarrassed when he heard those words.

I even thought that maybe Joara’s purpose was just to play with Seongpil, and that she had actually been planning to be recommended to him from the beginning.

“I’ll ask Senior Yoo-seon first.”

Joara went to the second floor practice room and opened the door.

“Seniors, choreographers, just a moment… … .”

“Bullet time!”

Seo Yu-seon showed off dazzling and fast dance moves as if the video was played at double speed. A vague madness flickered in his eyes.

The choreographers seemed to have lost all their energy and were just watching Seo Yu-seon’s dance moves with dead eyes.

“Huh? It’s your junior!”

Seo Yu-seon’s eyes sparkled as she discovered Jo A-ra.

“Come here and dance this… …!”

Joara slammed the door.

“Ask your senior about this choreography when he sobers up.”

“That would be nice.”

“What should I do until then? Should I watch a song with Rika?”

Jo Ara, who was thinking about killing time, noticed that Seongpil was fidgeting for some reason.

“Why, sir?”

“Oh, no.”

“No, it’s not. Why?”

“… … .”

Seongpil looked around as if he was afraid that someone might hear him, then brought his mouth close to Jo Ara’s ear. Then Jo Ara flinched and stepped back.

“uh?”

“Hey, you came close all of a sudden.”

“……what?”

So what do you usually do?

Seongpil swallowed the words that were rising to the tip of his throat.

Yes, what Joara does and what I do are completely different.

Instead of whispering to her, Seongpil lowered his voice and whispered.

“Hey, Araya. If you want… … .”

“yes.”

“… … .”

“Oh, what is it? Tell me quickly before I get angry.”

“Hey, by any chance, can I help you with the choreography?”

“… … .”

Joara pretended to pick her ear with her little finger and asked back.

“What did you say?”

“Can I help you with the choreography?”

“Mister? Huh? What is it? Seriously, what is it?”

Amazing facts.

Seongpil learned Jo Ara’s ‘Bad’ choreography in his past life.

Why did you learn it?

Joara ordered it.

The memory was transmitted to every nook and cranny of Seongpil’s nerves and was alive. Seongpil is a living witness to the fact that memories affect even the nerves.

Of course, the reason Jo Ara taught Sungpil to dance was not because she wanted Sungpil to realize the fun of dancing.

It was a very personal and selfish reason, but anyway, Sungpil knows how to sing Joara’s ‘bad’ song from beginning to end.

“I have an idea too… … .”

The dance that brought Joara to stardom in her previous life.

Seongpil can pass it on to the current Joara.