Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 528



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Episode 528

The trailer for ‘Aoa’, which may be the last of this year, has been released. At the same time, the stone tablets are shaking.

This is because the dream combination of Girls’ League, Kaius, and Globe has appeared.

The news that the members of the girl group leading the current generation were united through dance spread quickly.

There were many opinions that it was purely expected, but the folk game of stone plate slapping was also not left out.

[Title: You must buy this Globe album

(Globe teaser clip collection)

This is a real legend

Especially our Jiyu ㅜㅜ]

When a very common and common post comes up.

[Title: Jiyu, what is this?

(GIF of Jiyu dancing strangely)

Ttuktakki? Same! Is it because I’m getting older and my joints are not good? I’m so worried ㅜㅜ]

└ I can feel the Globe making a comeback with articles like this

└ Wouldn’t Jiyu, who can’t dance, be more popular than Pansy, who can dance well? I don’t know!

└ This is the main dancer’s visual ㅋㅋㅋ You can tell that Success Enter is capable

└ Ma’am, don’t cry and tell me

Globe’s fandom, ‘Us’, was famous for being docile.

Success Enter paid considerable attention to Globe, and provided quick and accurate feedback when complaints came in from the fandom.

Globe members also get along well with each other and often and strongly express their love for their fans.

Perhaps because of that, ‘Us’ had a particularly docile fandom culture. There was no need to be vicious and vicious.

[Title: Look at Ginger’s eyes

(A picture of Ginger glaring at Jiyu as if she was going to kill her during the ‘Aoa’ trailer interview)

I don’t know what happened, but I think Jiyu and Mingchi got stabbed on the way home from work.

The problem was that Epsilon fans were flowing into the ‘Earth’ fandom.

After the ‘Please Give Me Victory’ incident during Rahee’s previous comeback, Epsilon fans became interested in Globe. As a result, Globe fandom grew in quantity.

Epsilon fans who have been through a lot, when they see a bad comment, don’t just end it like the meek ‘Earth’ with ‘But our kids are pretty, right…?’

In order to punish the ‘Youth’ (a guess from Epsilon fans) of the Keus fandom who are jealous, envious, and hostile towards Globe, they produced a series of articles that were as if they were Jo Yun’s old spear.

[Title: Mangs, admit it now

(Watermelon chart

Caius – Nectar

Yesterday’s chart rank: 191)

People in South Korea don’t even know who Keus is and don’t listen to his songs. It seems like you guys don’t even listen to him. Can’t you guys just interpret the worldview among yourselves, listen to his songs, like, love, break up, and get disappointed?]

The chart rankings were Youth’s sore spot.

Regardless of their huge album sales, number of music show #1s, and awards, every time they made a comeback, their chart rankings only went down.

There is a limit to how much you can cover up by crying and eating mustard. And when people reach their limit, they tend to become aggressive instead of defensive.

‘People, these bastards are already restraining our children because they’re going to go out?’

Youth saw this behavior as the work of the people, so she took to disparaging the Girls’ League in response to the massive onslaught of Epsilon fans.

[Title: Isn’t this a bit serious, Soviet Union?

(Joara’s V-Live GIF)

[It’s a place where fans can see, so shouldn’t you tighten your corset a little? What kind of confidence do you have when you come out with a bare face and look so confident?]

└ Where is that bare face?

└ Oh, sorry;; Is that how you look even with makeup on? (351 recommendations, 219 dislikes)

└ I’m going to get rid of it.

The people have had a hard time just like the Epsilon fans.

That’s what it means to be a fan of a small group.

Only the strong survive.

[Title: Caius Defeat Declared

(Caius Teaser Photo)

(Dreamy and innocent photos of each member)

[I decided to give up on the worldview of X and follow the Girls’ League! It’s a good thing you came to your senses now, Kyus!]

└ Popular dogs (people + abandoned dogs) are being annoying again

In this way, the folk games were played in a fiery atmosphere, like playing with fire in a field.

However, there were also quite a few people who were purely interested in ‘Aoa’, separate from the folk games.

That makes sense, isn’t it a huge event where main dancers from top tier girl groups come out and compete?

In the first place, the one who lights a fire in the eyes and puts in firewood is not in his right mind.

“Who do you think will win?”

Evening time, before the palm trees begin to bloom.

Kim Chae-hyun and Lee Seon-ju ran around the playground.

These days, Kim Chae-hyun isn’t really interested in idol fandom. She’s a senior in high school, and the college entrance exam is less than two months away, so she doesn’t have time to look at communities.

However, Lee Sun-joo was a free spirit. Unlike Kim Chae-hyun, she enjoyed the event called ‘Aoa’ in real time.

“Wouldn’t the ‘Aoa’ traditionally be decided in a 1-on-1 match? It seems like they’re deliberately splitting the votes to save face for both sides.”

“But there is a winner that the fans can see. What do you think?”

“Well, the arms bend inward… … .”

“Ara will win, right?”

“I am a citizen and a youth.”

“Yeah, I have two arms. So are Ara and Ginger on par?”

“Compared to the heyday… … .”

‘Arabesque’, the legendary performance of the Girls’ League that no one can refute. Among them, the HTP Music Awards performance was the legend.

Joara was amazing at that time.

She proved to the world why she is the main dancer of the Girls’ League. No wonder even the KS Entertainment fandom, who had been protesting silently, applauded.

“It was to the point where even the idiots couldn’t learn without acknowledging it.”

“What about Ginger?”

“I don’t know because Caius is just an all-time legend.”

“… … .”

“They’re all similar. Then what about you?”

“I don’t know.”

Kim Chae-hyun really didn’t know.

How do you know what Ginger’s dancing skills are?

Kim Chae-hyun is a people person. When I watch the Girls’ League video, I would say things like, “Look at our kids’ dance moves ㅜㅜ” and blabber, but when I watch other idol videos, all I could think was, “They’re good.”

In the first place, it is difficult to judge an idol’s dancing skills without making a comparison.

“What about the globe?”

“He really doesn’t know.”

Globe… … Who did you say was going to appear? It would have been more interesting if Woo Hyo-min had appeared.

Five minutes before the evening self-study period, the bell rang.

Kim Chae-hyun and Lee Seon-ju stopped spinning around and headed toward the school entrance.

“But, I really can’t imagine Ara losing in dancing. Of all the people I know, Ara is the best dancer.”

“Do you know Ara?”

“Ara, you’re a senior at our school. Then you know him. I’ve seen you in person too.”

Kim Chae-hyun said she couldn’t imagine Jo A-ra losing, but Lee Seon-ju could imagine it.

Lee Seon-ju, who is both a citizen and a youth, often watched videos from the Girls’ League as well as the KAIST videos.

‘Ginger is truly on another level among idols.’

How good must one be to dance that a simple dance cover video gets millions of views, or even tens of millions, whenever it’s uploaded?

The reason people search for Ginger’s dance videos so much is not simply because she is a member of KARA.

Her dancing has an aura that draws people in.

‘Honestly, if we stick together through dance alone… … .’

Lee Seon-ju thought Ginger would win.

First of all, the ratio… … .

“Why are you suddenly so quiet?”

“Uh, yeah?”

When Kim Chae-hyun asked, Lee Seon-ju shook her head vigorously.

“No, I just don’t want to do it.”

Lee Seon-ju didn’t know what Kim Chae-hyun would do if she told him exactly what was on her mind. She was already a girl who was very venomous because of her studies.

* * *

“Sir, how do I do the details here?”

Seongpil has been very confused these days.

He recalled his memories from his past life and taught Joara the ‘Bad’ choreography. I thought it would end with one time, but it didn’t.

“This is the bridge… … .”

Joara kicked her leg back as if kicking the ground.

“How much do you fold it? It was okay when you did it, but when I do it exactly like that, it looks a little funny.”

Seongpil understood the problem that Joara was talking about, but he couldn’t come up with a solution.

How should I change my movements? Sungpil had no idea. He wasn’t a choreographer, he just learned dance from Jo Ara in his previous life.

“ah…….”

Seongpil pretended to think about buying time.

In the meantime, I desperately thought of Joara from my previous life. I tried my best not to think of my previous life in front of her, but now I couldn’t.

Flipping through the dusty pages of memories, Seongpil finally succeeded in drawing Jo Ara from his previous life within reach.

“maybe…….”

It seems like Joara moved like this in her previous life.

Jo Ara, who was 10cm shorter than Seongpil, used much more aggressive and larger movements than him.

“Was it supposed to be like this, with your legs spread wider and your upper body tilted forward?”

“The uncle made it, but what is ‘it was’?”

“Ah, ah, that’s right. That’ll do it.”

Joara did as Sungpil told her. Then, she looked much better than before.

After solving the problem, Joara concentrated on practicing the choreography again. Her eyes doggedly followed herself in the mirror.

Seongpil realized anew how generous Jo Ara had been in her previous life.

‘In my previous life, Ara never pointed out my dancing in such detail.’

It was natural.

Since Joara had to compete with this dance, she had to be much more meticulous about picking out the moves.

Seongpil was embarrassed.

After watching his own dance on video, he banged his head on the pillow and said, ‘How could he teach choreography to Ara with such skills?’

But there was nothing I could do.

Because in her previous life, Jo Ara, who taught her how to dance, had only praised her instead of criticizing her.

‘Haa, oppa, you’re really good at making friends… … . Yeah, more from there… … .’

I had to admit it.

Seongpil himself said that he was too arrogant.

Just as no child truly accepts his parents’ praise, Sungpil should not shrug his shoulders at Jo Ara’s praise.

“Sir, I’ll dance from the beginning.”

Joara has been singing ‘Bad’ from the beginning.

During that time, Sungpil couldn’t fully concentrate on Joara’s dance. No, maybe he didn’t want to concentrate.

‘There are two problems.’

First, Sungpil can’t give a perfect answer every time Joara asks for feedback. He didn’t create the ‘Bad’ choreography, he just copied it.

And secondly.

‘somehow…….’

Joara doesn’t shine.

Clearly, she was doing the ‘Bad’ choreography perfectly, but it was less brilliant than what Sungpil remembered from his past life.

All movements would be the same.

At least there won’t be much of a difference.

‘If there are any differences, they will be very minor.’

But how can such a small difference make such a big difference? Compared to my previous life, Joara was so bland.

“how is it?”

Joara asked with her breathing slightly ragged.

Seongpil nodded awkwardly.

“It’s okay.”

Maybe, objectively speaking, Joara’s dancing isn’t that good.

“Should I ask other people too?”

Seongpil called in Son Hyebin and Seo Yuseon and asked them to evaluate them.

Son Hye-bin and Seo Yu-seon are seniors and juniors in the music industry. They occasionally ran into each other when they were both active.

“Senior, please take good care of our Ara.”

Son Hye-bin patted Seo Yu-seon on the back with a playful polite tone. Seo Yu-seon froze stiffly at her senior’s affectionate touch and only smiled faintly.

“Yes, yes, senior.”

“Senior?”

“Senior!”

Considering the strict senior-junior relationship in the old music industry, it was understandable that Seo Yu-seon felt awkward around Son Hye-bin.

Son Hye-bin seemed to be trying to make Seo Yu-seon feel as comfortable as possible, but it was a different story for Seo Yu-seon to feel comfortable.

The two of them watched Joara’s dance and praised her in unison.

“Isn’t this really Araga winning?”

Son Hye-bin is already excited as if Jo Ara won a trophy at ‘Aoa’.

Seo Yu-seon also kept giving a thumbs up.

Joara was embarrassed, but she gladly listened to the compliments from her senior and senior colleague.

“It would be nice to win.”

Joara said, glancing at Seongpil.

“Since it was made by my uncle, well, then it’s a joint win, and I’d be happier, right… … .”

“Seongpil, did you hear what Ara said? She’s really so great and cute, isn’t she?”

Seongpil closely observed Son Hyebin and Seo Yuseon’s reactions. No matter how he looked at it, it didn’t seem like they were lying.

They were truly appreciating Joara’s dance and Seongpil’s choreography.

Then the problem is not with Joara.

‘I have it.’

The problem lies with Sungpil himself, who feels that Joara’s dancing is lacking.

Seongpil knew the cause of the problem.

Knowing about Joara from her previous life is a problem in itself.

‘When Ara created and danced this choreography in her previous life, she was older than Ara is now.’

Is this a skill gap caused by the passage of time?

Seongpil looked at Joara again. Joara was unusually shy. She got angry when she was embarrassed, so she got angry this time too.

“I don’t want to say such cringey things either. Man, I took the time to tell you, and now you’re giving me a hard time… .”

The skill gap created by the passage of time… … .

But Seongpil was not convinced by that conclusion.

“Why do you keep looking at me like that?”

* * *

The day of filming the 1-minute ‘Aoa’ performance.

Brian followed Ginger to the set.

As he taught her, he fell deeper in love with her. Soon, he cared about her so much that it was hard to think of her as just a simple client.

Brian loved talent because he thought that talent given to humans was a gift from God.

In Brian’s view, Ginger was one of those who most directly received God’s love.

‘Ginger’s opponent is… … .’

Of course they were idols.

At first glance, you couldn’t tell their skills, but when you listen to what the people at KS Entertainment say, they seem to be recognized for their dancing.

He stood in the corner of the set with his arms folded, closely observing Ginger’s enemies, his enemies.

“What is that person?”

“I heard you’re Ginger’s trainer.”

“Are you looking at that?”

“Don’t make eye contact.”

The staff had a hard time approaching Brian because of the strange aura he gave off.

If I had to say that he was Ginger’s choreography teacher, I would have contacted him at least once, but I just didn’t have the courage to talk to him.

The one-minute performances were Jiyu, Joara, and Ginger in that order. Brian watched Jiyu and Joara’s performances one after another and smiled with satisfaction.

‘This is easier than crushing ants to death.’

Brian, who was thinking like that, suddenly hardened his expression.

‘No, this contest is a voting contest between the contestants. In addition, the theme of the contest itself has a commercial aspect. Considering the immediate pleasure, it would be rash to think that Ginger will definitely win… … .’

Of course, if we judge it by its artistic merit, Ginger will definitely win. It must win. Of course, even if the standard of judgment is popularity, Ginger will win.

Brian had that much confidence in his choreography and Ginger’s talent.

“Oh, Nanny!”

As Ginger approached, Brian called out to her in a friendly tone.

Ginger’s expression hardened and she answered in fluent English.

“I told you not to call me Nanny.”

As Brian became friends with Ginger, he started calling her Nanny instead of Ginger.

He used to call his grandmother ‘Nanny’ as a nickname when he was young. Coincidentally, his grandmother’s name was Ginger.

Nanny is Brian’s nickname for Ginger, although Ginger didn’t like it when she found out it was her grandmother’s name.

“So what? Anyway, have you seen your competitors flailing around? Your victory is certain.”

“I thought Jiyu and Ara’s dancing was better.”

“… … What? Why?”

Brian asked, genuinely not knowing.

“It shows your personality.”

Ginger nodded alternately at Jiyu and Joara, who were far away.

“Jiyu is healthy and cheerful. Ara is strong, as if she is radiating all the coolness in the world.”

Strangely enough, the praise for Joara was so long that it became an inscription in English.

Brian looked at her blankly and then laughed.

“How humble!”

Talented, hard-working, and humble!

How can I not care for her like this?

Surely God must have foreseen her humility and given her this blessing. Well, it might be a bit exaggerated to say that he foresaw it.

“To the Creator, the future is the past and the present.”

“Brian needs to stop talking to himself. Anyway, my dance is something that anyone can do.”

“What are you talking about!”

“Isn’t it?”

“… … Nanny, this isn’t a choreography I made with you in mind. But now I’m sure no one else can do it!”

“Please don’t call me Nanny.”

“Humility is good, but if it’s excessive, it becomes unpleasant to look at. What does individuality mean in the face of overwhelming formal beauty? Do you know Balanchine? He… … .”

Brian had to be kicked off the set, as Ginger pushed him away, saying she needed to focus on filming.

“What a great sense of professionalism!”

At this point, it was almost like a pea pod.

Brian was happy to oblige Ginger’s request.

‘It would be embarrassing to dance in front of your master. It would be even more embarrassing if you had only been a disciple for a short time.’

By the way, Ginger has never been a disciple.

Brian tried to kill some time outside so as not to burden Ginger. He felt thirsty and headed towards the vending machine he had seen when he entered the studio.

A woman had arrived there first. She was sitting on a bench, playing with her phone, glancing at Brian, then returning her attention to her phone.

“… … .”

Brian felt that the woman looked familiar. He looked at the vending machine and thought deeply before letting out an ‘Ah!’

“sorry!”

The woman looked at Brian, startled.

Brian asked in English.

“Isn’t it Ming?”

“Do you know me?”

Min Si-hwa looked at him with a puzzled look. She didn’t know him.

“Aren’t you a medalist in Asian Games dance sport?”

Min Si-hwa was surprised. She didn’t expect the Asian Games to come out of an American’s mouth.

Brian felt satisfied that his memory was useful and naturally sat down next to her.

“Do you know the program called ‘Dancing Star’?”

“yes.”

“I am the season 3 winner there.”

“Is that so?”

“… … Among the dancers I competed with there, there was a world-ranked Latin dancer. Ming, he talked about you. I also watched your video. I was impressed. It wasn’t because of your video, but I became interested in Latin dance after that. Look, Tango is still on my playlist.”

Min Si-hwa answered with a vague ‘ahem’. She seemed more interested in the person she was texting with on her phone than in Brian, who was sitting next to her.

Instead of respecting her request, Brian tried to get more of her attention.

He loved talent, and he didn’t want to pass up the opportunity to talk to a talented person.

“But how is Ming here?”

“The disciple, the student, took the picture.”

“Oh, Jiyu? Indeed, that passion, health, and sexuality came from Ming’s head.”

“It’s Ara.”

“ah…….”

Brian was so flustered that he was speechless for a moment.

“It doesn’t match.”

Min Si-hwa’s thumb, which was typing, stopped.

“You say it doesn’t suit you?”

“If you learned from Ming… … Of course, I don’t know you very well, but isn’t that kid missing some basic elements?”

Brian thought about the exact words for quite a while, then he snapped his fingers briskly.

“Musicality!”

“Musicality.”

Brian was surprised when Min Si-hwa said the same word at the same time. But he nodded as if he was happy.

“Yes, musicality.”

The ability to listen to music, know music, understand the beauty of music, be moved by music, and express those feelings through music.

To put it simply, it is the musicality and musical ability required for dancing. You could say it is a way to express music.

“It just felt like something was missing.”

“The repetition and physical display are too prominent. It feels like the result of simple input and repetitive training.”

“You know?”

Brian looked puzzled.

“Then why don’t you fix it? Oh, I’m sorry. The talent to dance and create and the talent to teach are completely separate things.”

“… … .”

Min Si-hwa didn’t bother to answer.

In fact, there was no reason for her to fix Joara’s problems. Moreover, the very act of pointing out such problems was awkward.

‘He’ll be upset.’

Jo Ara had an extraordinary attachment to the ‘Bad’ choreography created by Sungpil.

If Min Si-hwa had said, “It’s not good because of this and that,” Jo Ara would have gotten angry instead of accepting it.

‘It’s not her expressiveness that’s the problem.’

It seemed like there was a problem with the choreography itself.

To be precise, there must be a problem with the way the person who created the choreography teaches it.

I heard that Seongpil made it. I’ve never seen him teach it myself, but something is wrong.

“If that’s the case, then we’ll be compared to Ginger, not to our Nanny.”

Something was wrong, but Brian’s argument was too far ahead of its time.

Seongpil’s ‘Bad’ choreography is quite beautiful and well composed, even considering all its problems.

At least, it’s not to the point where it looks noticeably inferior in a place where idols compete against each other. Rather, it suits Jo Ara very well.

The problems that Min Si-hwa and Brian see are strictly the opinions of professional dancers. The public will only have an impression that ‘all three are great’.

“Oh, it’s Ginger’s turn soon. Would you like to go see it together?”

“I had to go see it anyway.”

Min Si-hwa was also interested in Jo A-ra’s opponents.

And when he went to the studio and saw Ginger’s one-minute performance, Min Si-hwa could see why Brian was so confident.

‘That’s amazing.’

Ginger was literally amazing.

And that’s not the end of it.

‘That’s military service.’

Even though Ginger was dancing alone, his presence was tremendous. It would be even more tremendous if it were a finished version.

Brian, standing next to Min Si-hwa, shrugged his shoulders involuntarily. Min Si-hwa was troubled as she watched him.

‘Should I tell him what he lacks? No, the one I should tell is Isa Oppa. Will he understand properly? Even if I tell him, will he have the ability to change the choreography appropriately?’

Min Si-hwa was already feeling complicated because of work. Brian just made her feel even more uncomfortable.

‘Even if I say it, it’ll just be a bother… … .’

* * *

“There’s the ‘Bad’ choreography, isn’t it lacking something? What do you think, teacher?”

“… … .”

As soon as filming ended, Seongpil asked for a private interview.

Min Si-hwa was dumbfounded when she heard his words.

“Why are you like that?”

“no.”

Seongpil said he had never learned to dance, but Min Sihwa thought that was ridiculous.

I had my doubts from the moment he created the ‘Bad’ choreography, but seeing him immediately catch the problem shows that he definitely has a knack for dancing.

“First, I want to hear what Mr. Lee thinks is the problem.”

“Oh, yes.”

Since Sungpil spoke first, Min Sihwa felt relieved. Knowing the problem means having the will to change it.

However, if Sungpil’s impression is at the level of ‘something is lacking’, then it is a complete waste. If you don’t know the specific problem… … .

“I’m just telling you, teacher. Actually… … .”

Min Si-hwa listened to Seong-pil’s story and felt dumbfounded for the first time in a long time.

“Just a moment, let me check if I understand correctly.”

Min Si-hwa said, folding her fingers one by one.

It wasn’t a particularly complicated story, but Min Si-hwa’s feelings were complicated, so she had to do it this way.

“That ‘bad’ choreography wasn’t created by Isa oppa, but by someone else?”

“yes.”

“Is that person Isa’s ex-girlfriend?”

“……yes.”

“This is a tribute choreography for my brother, Isa?”

“Yes, well, yes. So, regarding copyright… … .”

“Director Oppa, you don’t have any original footage of the ‘Bad’ choreography, you just remember it with your body?”

“Excuse me, teacher. But if you could stop calling me oppa… … .”

“So, you’re saying that because you can’t teach Ara completely, she can’t seem to show off her original aura?”

“……yes.”

“I understand.”

Min Si-hwa accepted it neatly.

“To summarize, it’s like this. Isa drew a picture that his ex-girlfriend drew, and Ara copied that picture?”

The original painting, however beautiful it may be, is bound to deteriorate with each copy.

Reality is the shadow of the idea.

A picture depicting that reality.

A text describing the picture.

In this way, we keep getting further and further away from the original.

“Somehow, I understand why there were some unnatural parts here and there. Then the solution is simple. Just bring in another choreographer and have them adapt it. It’s not about deteriorating the original, but adding new colors.”

“That’s another problem.”

“problem?”

“If you ask Ara to change the dance now, she’ll get mad.”

“why?”

“… … Ara really likes the ‘Bad’ choreography. I think it’s because I made it.”

“i think so too.”

Seongpil was thankful that his remarks did not appear to be the early symptoms of axe disease.

“But if I were to tell Ara to change that choreography right now, Ara would react like this.”

Sir, is this what you do after watching Ginger dance?

Why, do you think you can’t win? Don’t you trust me?

“Ara has a rivalry with Ginger… … .”

“Well, I guess that’s understandable, since you just saw that Chinese guy’s performance. He has a lot of pride.”

“So what I’m saying is… … .”

Seongpil tried to get to the main point.

Jo Ah-ra won’t listen to Seong-pil’s words, but she’ll likely listen to Min Si-hwa’s words.

Min Si-hwa watched Ginger’s choreography herself, so it will be more convincing.

At least, Min Si-hwa’s words will reach Jo A-ra more without prejudice than Sung-pil’s words, who has been revealing his youth for a long time.

“The teacher… … .”

“It’s simple.”

Min Si-hwa answered cheerfully.

“Director, you should explain the situation to that kid.”

“yes?”

“Tell them your ex made it.”

“Why is the story like that?”

“Maybe that kid, when he starts the game, will throw away the ‘bad’ choreography? Then he can just get new choreography. Okay, that’s settled. How’s that?”

It’s not resolved at all, teacher.