Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 537



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Episode 537

“Uh, which part?”

Seo Yu-seon asked urgently, yet cautiously at the same time.

“No, the choreography is fine. It was chosen better than I expected. It may be because the professionals did it, but I really like it.”

Seo Yu-seon and the choreographers swept their chests. But their hearts did not feel at ease at all.

Their gaze turned to Joara.

Joara just stood there still, but her appearance was very pitiful.

‘Director Park said it was not enough.’

If the choreography is okay, what’s lacking is…

“Me?”

When Jo Ara asked, Seongpil nodded.

She clenched her teeth hard.

I definitely felt like I ‘reached it’. It was a performance that I could be completely satisfied with. But is there a problem?

“What is it?”

Joara’s voice was calm.

She obediently accepted Sungpil’s evaluation. After accepting it, she planned to modify her actions according to Sungpil’s instructions.

There are several criteria for evaluating dance.

From vague ideas like individuality, mind, and expressiveness to objective criteria like perfection, body, and pose.

The old Joara’s individuality was prioritized first.

However, currently, the perfection of the form is given the first priority. And the 0th priority, which is higher than that, is Sungpil’s evaluation.

‘Until you reach 100 points… … .’

Joara will continue to cut herself down.

“What is missing?”

“One of the most important parts of dancing.”

The choreographers gulped.

Seongpil smiled brightly.

“garb!”

Seongpil left the practice room as if he had wings on his feet. He then came back holding onto Lee Yui.

“Ah, Hikari (the light)… … .”

As soon as Lee Yui came into the brightly lit practice room, she placed her hands over her eyes, wondering if she had been in a dark place.

In her hands was a costume that looked like it had just been reformed. It was the ‘Automata’ concept costume that would be inspected today.

“Didn’t Ara say that in the old days? Dance is half about the costumes.”

“Uh, what… … .”

Before becoming a trainee at Garo Enter.

Joara used to sew and sew the costumes she would wear for dance competitions herself. Sewing all night long with her schoolmates is a precious memory for her.

Costumes are such an important part of dancing that it takes so much effort and care to put into them.

“You can’t judge someone by just looking at the 25% that’s missing from their dance. Araya, wear this and dance.”

“……haha.”

Joara laughed because she was so dumbfounded.

I was really nervous, but it turned out to be just Sungpil’s rambling. I thought about getting angry, but decided to let it go.

Joara received the costume from Lee Yui.

“Okay, I’ll give it my all.”

After a while, Joara changed her clothes and entered the practice room.

“… …Wow.”

Dancer Shin Ji-wook exclaimed in a low voice.

Joara’s outfit barely showed any skin. The top was made of black cotton and covered everything from the neck to the wrists.

The bottoms were black disco pants with a luxurious color. When the top was tucked into the pants, the colors of the two clothes matched, making them look like the same outfit.

Above that, he wore a large belt that covered almost all of his abdomen. The metal parts were gold.

It was truly all black, with even the shoes being black.

“Are you bold?”

But there was one part, one place where bare skin was visible: her chest.

Only the chest was open, revealing a vivid apricot color. If clothes that reveal the shoulders are called off-shoulder, then this one should be called off-bust.

To put it simply, my heart is torn apart.

“… … .”

Joara lowered her gaze and stared blankly at her chest. It must have been clothes with a corrective effect… …but the correction seemed meaningless.

Joara glared at Lee Yui as if asking for an explanation.

“Sister, you need to explain this properly. If you’re not trying to single me out, then you have a clear reason, right?”

“Of course!”

Lee Yu-i was delighted at the opportunity to explain clothes in front of many people. She blushed slightly and began to explain with a confident, professional attitude.

“I had a meeting with the visual team based on the concept of ‘automata.’ The first thing that came up was ‘Olympia’ from the Hoffmann story that you mentioned as an example.”

Operetta ‘The Tales of Hoffmann’.

The operetta features an automaton named Olympia. Olympia’s inventor tells Hoffmann that she is a doll, but Hoffmann does not believe her and falls in love with Olympia.

In the end, the story goes that Olympia breaks down like a doll and Hoffmann becomes disappointed.

In Korea, it is a somewhat well-known story that a famous vocalist sang Olympia’s ‘Doll’s Song’.

“So I looked through the costumes of the people who played Olympia. But all I saw were dresses that looked like they came out of a romantic fantasy.”

“I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea if we changed it to something idolish.”

“Director Park’s words are true, but… … it seemed like too much care was put into the motif.”

In fact, Lee Yu-i had designed several dress-type costumes. But something kept holding her back.

“If we expand the subject to just dolls instead of automata… … the scope of motifs will be much wider! My genius brain has thought of that far!”

Lee Yu-i said that excitedly.

Seongpil was tight-lipped. In fact, the idea came from Han Gu-in.

“I kept worrying about it.”

If it were a doll, not an automaton… … .

And finally found it (Han Gu-in).

“Blade Runner 2049! There’s a robot named Zoe in it, right? Aren’t robots also dolls? Dolls that move as designed. Ara, that’s exactly the motif you suggested. Isn’t it?”

“Oh, I saw that because the doctor recommended it.”

“That, that, really? Oh, Director Han… … .”

“Isn’t it a bit boring? I was bored. Personally, I liked the 1982 Blade Runner better.”

“Uh… … Yeah!”

Lee Yu-i didn’t watch ‘Blade Runner 2049’. She just listened to Han Gu-in’s advice, looked up the actress’s image, and thought, ‘This is it!’ so she borrowed it for her costume.

“Denis Villeneuve is good at looking into the abyss of humanity, but he is so absorbed in it that he has no power to lead the atmosphere… … .”

Joa shared all the knowledge she had learned about film from Han Gu-in. Her story was so profound that it surprised the listeners.

It can’t be helped, because Han Gu-in is a fan of Denis Villeneuve and told Jo A-ra this story a lot.

Lee Yu-i sweat profusely while listening to the story. She was drunk on pride and said, “I thought of it!”, but her conscience prickled when Jo A-ra kept talking about Han Gu-in.

But why are you keeping your mouth shut?

“I like the heroine’s name! Joy sounds similar to Joara, right? Hehe… … .”

That was all Lee Yui’s answer was.

“Ah, anyway, the theme is automata, but no one would have thought that the era would be set in the future, in cyberpunk? (Even Lee Yi-yi didn’t think of it) Isn’t that an incredible reversal of ideas? Even the KS Entertainment visual team wouldn’t have thought of something like this! So, so… … .”

Lee Yui confidently pointed to Joara.

“I’m Joy, an automaton from the cyberpunk era!”

“But Joy isn’t a robot, she’s a hologram. She’s a hologram AI.”

“Huh? Th, that kind of… …?”

“Strange… … .”

“Araya.”

Seongpil put his hand on Joara’s shoulder. When Joara looked at him, Seongpil shook his head.

“Stop it and let’s listen to Yui’s story.”

When the foundation of her knowledge was revealed, Lee Yu-i began to cry and looked at the ground. Jo A-ra looked at her, then at Seong-pil, then at her again, and nodded kindly.

When Sungpil said, “Ms. Yui, please,” Yui barely regained her energy. Then she shouted confidently again.

“The future of autonomous, autonomous holograms? A, AI? Uh… … ?”

“yes!”

Instead of Lee, who was having a hard time, Seongpil stepped forward.

Seongpil put his hand on Joara’s shoulder and turned her towards everyone else. It was as if he was introducing something.

“I am Ara, the automaton of the future! A doll created and designed solely for humans!”

The choreographers applauded.

Among them, those who knew ‘Blade Runner’ nodded meaningfully. Indeed, the costume itself was inspired by cyberpunk.

“It would be better if you put a piercing or metal earring here… … .”

Seongpil was about to point to Joara’s ear when he gently touched her earlobe with his index finger. Then Joara got startled and pushed Seongpil away.

“Ah, ah, sorry… … .”

When Seongpil apologized, Joara opened her eyes wide and touched her earlobe.

“Oh, no. What if you suddenly touch me… ?”

An awkward atmosphere hung in the air.

Seo Yu-seon, who was skilled at reading other people’s opinions, clapped her hands wildly.

“The concept definitely fits well! This is what Ara wanted to show! A performance that confidently declares to those who see idols as dolls, ‘Yes, we are dolls! But we are fucking awesome dolls!’! The costumes are perfect! I didn’t know the theme of automata would spread like this!”

The surroundings became quiet.

Then Seo Yu-seon realized that he had not stuttered. He unconsciously covered his mouth with his palm.

How did you do it… … ?

“Anyway, now that you know the concept, doesn’t it make sense?”

“Yes. When I hear it, it sounds like Joy.”

“And there’s a special prop I prepared for Ara. Look carefully.”

Lee Yui stuffed something into Joara’s neck.

“Dog collar?!”

“Cho, choker, choker!”

Joara looked at herself in the mirror with a trembling look.

The head, upper body, and lower body are clearly separated due to the belt and choker around the abdomen. It definitely has a solid feel, and the doll-like atmosphere comes to life.

It’s a bit weird to dance with a dog collar on… … .

“I said it’s a choker?!”

“Well then, now that it’s 25% full, shall we dance again?”

“Okay then.”

Seongpil sat down in the spot where he could see the dance the best, his eyes shining. Lee Yui also took a seat next to him.

Jo Ara and the choreographers prepared a performance in front of two audience members. What was different from before was that Jo Ara became the clear protagonist because of the different costumes.

‘Automata’ has begun.

Looking at it, Lee Yui covered her mouth. She let out a voice of emotion.

“Watching kids dance in clothes I designed… … really, no matter how many times I watch it… … .”

“Isn’t it great?”

“Yes… … . This dance is especially cool… … .”

masterpiece.

Lee Yui dared to express it that way.

The performance was over. Joara was sweating a lot more than before, perhaps because she was wearing clothes that restricted her movement.

“How is it? 100 points?”

Seongpil raised his thumb.

Lee Yui kept shouting, “Ara-chan is the best!” while waving her arms.

Joara grumbled, although she was satisfied with it.

“Sir, please speak sincerely. Is this really 100 points? Is it enough to go up on stage like this?”

“Of course. Don’t you believe it?”

“I bet you’d say I did a good job if I just rolled over here.”

“I can’t help it.”

Seongpil left the practice room and brought Han Guin with him.

“Do you want to try again?”

I did it again.

Hangu-in covered his mouth and spoke intermittently in a trembling voice.

“I… … went to the Louvre Museum… … . I waited for hours to get a front-row seat to the Mona Lisa. For hours, literally, until the audience in front of me left, and… … . And finally, I saw the Mona Lisa. I saw the Mona Lisa… … .”

“report?”

Han Gu-in, I’m so happy I’m fainting.

* * *

The choreography for ‘Automata’ has been finalized.

But this doesn’t mean it’s the finished product.

Over the next month and twenty days, the Girls’ League will have to master the ‘Automata’ and find and fix any issues.

If you can change it for the better, change it, if you can’t, cut out the parts, and if it doesn’t seem very good, just get rid of it and make something new.

“Isn’t this dance amazing?”

Jang Ha-yang’s voice pierced Jo Ara’s dazed mind. Jo Ara, who was sitting quietly, touching her earlobe, looked in the direction where the story was coming from.

Rika and Jang Ha-yang were resting, hugging each other tightly like lovers. Although it was Rika who was mostly hugging each other.

“Do you know that I say that a lot, Sister?”

“Ahaha, really?”

“I hope you like it!”

“huh.”

Hearing those words, Joara felt strangely proud.

Seol Baek seemed to be in a bad mood, even though Jang Ha-yang liked ‘Automata’.

Snow White was in charge of recording the guide vocals for ‘Automata’. However, the guide vocals have not been completed yet.

‘Seolha, be stronger!’

‘Is that all you can convey of your energy?!’

‘You’re the original! The kids are going into recording with this original!’

‘Cheer up!’

Even though I had already been to the recording studio twice, Jung Ji-eum did not give the OK sign easily.

It didn’t even stop there.

‘You can do more, teacher! It’s time to release the energy that is like the sun in your heart!’

Even Rika, who was in charge of vocals, demanded ‘more, more, more’ from Baek Seol-ha.

Since Rika was the co-composer of ‘Automata’, it wasn’t strange for her to take charge of directing.

Baekseol-ha was secretly discouraged when both recordings turned out to be a failure. No, actually, the vocal part of ‘Automata’ itself was a bit…

‘Wouldn’t it be better if it weren’t for me…?’

‘Automata’ has more rap parts than vocals. It should be called singing rap rather than pure rap.

Although Baekseol was confident that she could gracefully sing any song, ‘Automata’ was difficult.

“ha…….”

When Baek Seol-ha sighed, all the members looked at her. Baek Seol-ha was flustered, but then laughed as if nothing had happened.

“Hey, should we practice?”

Snow White felt like she had made a mistake.

‘The one who has the most worries and concerns is probably Ara… … .’

I didn’t want to show that I was having a hard time for no reason and end up burdening Joara even more.

As a participant in ‘Our Producing Season 1’, I understood the enormous amount of worry that Baek Seol-ha had.

Look.

Aren’t you still fiddling with your ears and looking pensive?

If you’re going to do that, it’s better to just practice like crazy.

“Okay, you’re all rested? Let’s begin!”

Practice went smoothly.

Of course, we had been getting along for almost four years, so we were on good terms. We no longer had conflicts like before, where we didn’t understand each other.

They know each other’s hearts, skills, and strengths better than anyone else.

In this way, practice continued like flowing water late into the night.

“Guys, let’s go home.”

Manager Kim Soo-hee, who was on duty today, came into the practice room. It was already past 12 o’clock.

“Yatta (I did it)! Today, I won against myself again!”

Rika raised her fist high in the air, sweating profusely.

‘Automata’ is a choreography that requires a lot of stamina. Even if you just roughly match the steps and simple gestures, you will quickly lose stamina.

If you try to sing there, it becomes an ordeal that eats away at your body’s endurance.

‘This is going to require a lot more break time.’

Snow White thought to herself as she wiped the sweat off her chin. She had to adjust her training schedule well starting tomorrow.

‘If we continue like this, it wouldn’t be strange if one person gets sick.’

The members left the practice room in a hurry, led by Kim Soo-hee, like kindergarten students on a field trip.

That was when.

“Sister.”

Joara’s voice was heard.

When Baek Seol-ha turned around, Jo A-ra and Jang Ha-yang were standing facing each other.

“If you have something to say, just say it. Don’t worry about what I think.”

“uh……?”

Of course, Snow White and all the other members were embarrassed.

At first glance, the atmosphere was not good.

‘Come to think of it… … .’

Jang Ha-yang often glanced at Jo A-ra today.

Snow White’s liver and gall became cold.

‘Oh, maybe.’

Do you have anything to say about the choreography? Or is it a negative opinion, and you don’t know if it’s okay to say it to Joara?

Whether it was because she was tired from the long practice or because she had prepared herself for the negative comments, Joara was on edge.

‘I understand.’

Snow White completely understood Joara’s feelings.

This is something she experienced when she was a producer. She was always concerned about what the members thought.

What if you don’t like it?

Maybe you have something to say?

Isn’t it just following them under duress?

That anxiety builds up day by day, and eventually becomes a huge stress. A single ordinary glance comes at you like a needle and pricks your skin.

“Hurry up.”

Joara urged Jang Ha-yang.

“I finish work-related matters at work. Even when I go to my dorm… … .”

Because I don’t want to create a bad atmosphere.

Snow White hesitated whether she should mediate between the two. No, if it was going to explode anyway, she might as well explode it here…

“Then, Araya. Can you watch me practice?”

Jang Ha-yang said with an apologetic expression on her face.

The serious atmosphere turned soft in an instant.

“… … Practice?”

“Yeah. I don’t think I can do it well alone. I need you to look after me.”

Joara looked at her watch.

“It’s almost 1 o’clock.”

“Ahaha, right… … . Sorry, of course that’s not possible… … .”

“No, that’s what I mean.”

Joara took off the cardigan she had been wearing to prepare for the chilly weather outside.

“Do you think you can handle it, Sister?”

Joy flowed from Joara.

* * *

2:30 am.

“Sister, you don’t do basic exercises these days, do you?”

“Ahaha… … .”

Jang Ha-yang smiled awkwardly.

As Jo Ara said, Jang Ha-yang didn’t practice the basics as much as she used to. It’s not that it’s her problem, but once you reach a certain level of proficiency in any field, you tend to neglect the basics.

How many people would worry about tasks that have already been overcome when there are hurdles right in front of them that need to be overcome?

“I think it would be better to explain the basics rather than just teaching them.”

That was the conclusion I reached after teaching Jang Ha-yang for about an hour and a half.

“What part are you concerned about?”

“I don’t know how to keep the beat. I think I’m definitely following the beat, but then I lose it.”

“I know that.”

When you go off beat while dancing, it’s called ‘off beat’.

If you are dancing to music but it seems awkward, then you are out of sync with the rhythm and beat, that is, you are ‘off beat’.

No matter how dazzling and elaborate your technique is, if you dance out of sync with the beat, it will look strange even to an outsider.

So one of the most important skills for a dancer is to listen to music and find rhythm in it.

“Especially because ‘automata’ is difficult.”

The mood changes so quickly in a matter of seconds that it’s hard to find unity in the instruments used.

Complextro.

It’s a genre that seems to have made the word “mutable” into music. Even Jo Ara had a hard time finding the rhythm when she first heard it, so it was natural that Jang Ha-yang would have a hard time.

“Then try dancing while counting the beats with your mouth. At 0.5 times the speed.”

“huh.”

Jang Ha-yang danced from the beginning.

“One, two, three, four, five, six… … .”

‘My sister’s sense of holding a two-eight (a unit of time in dance, one-eight is 8 counts and 2 bars in a song) is… … 16 steps in one bundle.’

Joara nodded and stopped dancing.

“It’s hard because I only divide it by the anchoring point. Sister, first, I listen to the music and choose the note that I want to use as a reference. For example, I… … this… … .”

Jeeeeeeeing.

An electronic sound that feels like it’s tearing at your ears, and you can’t even tell what kind of instrument it is.

Joara danced to the beat.

“Add a beat. Instead of one, two, three, it’s one and two and three and four.”

If Jang Ha-yang divided the dance into 16 steps, Jo A-ra divided the dance into 32 steps.

Jang Ha-yang opened her eyes.

“I see.”

Dancing to a set choreography is an act of connecting dots to create a line. The more dots there are, the more elaborate the surface the line draws.

“To be more precise here, one and two two and two three and two four.”

You can also split the beats faster.

By that time, Jang Ha-yang had a hard time following her story with his ears or eyes. He had reached his limit just by counting the beats in his head.

“If I were to share more here… … .”

“Oh, no. It’s okay now.”

“Do you want to try again?”

Add a dash.

It doesn’t have to be perfectly spaced like a stop. It’s like setting up milestones with your own sense of humor within the stop…

“Oh, okay. I get it now.”

“That’s great. I’m sorry.”

“huh?”

“When I practice, I just do ‘one, two, three, four’ as if it were a given.”

“No. How is that Arra’s fault?”

Joara grabbed the hem of her shirt and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

Jang Ha-yang took a deep breath and looked at Jo A-ra.

“Come to think of it, Ara catches important words with her heart.”

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Is it weird? Well, it is a bit unusual. Usually.”

Joara flicked her pelvis once.

“It is more comfortable for women to do it with their pelvis.”

“Is it easier for Ara to do it with her heart?”

“Ah… … When I first started learning to dance, I was learning from watching videos of the dancers I admired. And when I first started learning to dance, my secondary sexual characteristics hadn’t come yet and my hips hadn’t developed. I liked it so I just danced like the male dancers.”

“After the second sexual characteristics came?”

“I was a bit confused at the time. But I kept dancing the way I had been dancing, thinking, ‘This person is the only one who has the answer!’ So, here I am now.”

Jang Ha-yang smiled brightly as Jo Ara pounded her chest.

“Huh? Laughing?”

“What are you laughing at? I’m just saying that because you’re cute.”

“My breasts? Are they cute? So you laugh at them?”

“Do you keep doing this to your sister?”

“You did it first, didn’t you?”

The two of them shoved each other with their shoulders. Then, both of them stood still for a while, out of breath.

“Sister. I did you a favor, so will you do me a favor too?”

“If you ask me, Ara, I will grant you anything.”

“Oh, your speech is similar to that of the old man.”

“If you look at it for a long time, you must be similar. But why are you asking for a favor?”

“It’s a consultation.”

Jo Ara sat down in the seat she was sitting in. Jang Ha-yang also sat down next to her.

“Sir.”

“Director Park?”

“Something, when people see me do something, they keep saying, ‘It’s good, it’s good.’ Is that true?”

“Well, dancing? Or singing?”

“Our production. Actually… … .”

Joara wrapped her arms around her knees and rested her chin on them.

“I don’t really like it, but there’s something else I want to do, and it’s something I want to do… … .”

Wouldn’t it be a good fit?

I keep thinking about that.

“It’s work-related. Director Park wouldn’t make such a hasty decision.”

“… … Have you heard the opinions of the people in the A&R team who are against it?”

“Yeah. I heard that senior Seo Yu-seon received it well?”

“But when the old man heard that, he didn’t say anything.”

“… … .”

“If we discuss it, we’ll get a result… … . Well, it’s true that I didn’t think about it. In fact, don’t you think that you wanted Jaeho’s family to win? If that’s the case, then what… … .”

Jang Ha-yang gently wrapped her arms around Jo A-ra’s shoulders.

“Araya, Director Park isn’t forcing himself on you. He thinks you’re right, and he trusts you.”

“Trust me, even though I am lacking… … .”

“Faith is total. There is no such thing as half faith or 70% faith. When you believe, you just believe.”

“… … .”

Joara leaned closer to Jang Ha-yang.

“What do I believe in? Sometimes I’m glad that you believe in me, but sometimes I don’t know what’s what. I don’t know if it’s worth it to me. Rather… … .”

If Seongpil teaches everything… … .

“Araya.”

Jang Ha-yang hugged Jo A-ra tightly.

“Do you know Peter Grant?”

“This is the first time I’ve heard of it since my hair grew out.”

“I’m Led Zeppelin’s manager.”

“Led Zeppelin… … .”

I’ve heard of it.

It’s a rock band I learned about in Sungpil’s music history class.

Popularized hard rock, sold hundreds of millions of albums, played a leading role in the Second British Invasion, and is one of the bands that embodies rock music itself.

This is a band with such an enormous description.

“Grant trusted Led Zeppelin’s judgment completely within the artistic realm, regardless of what others around him or the industry said. For example, at the time, the trend was to release singles, but Grant did the opposite.”

“Are you against it?”

“He made Led Zeppelin focus solely on making albums so that they could fully concentrate on their artistry. He made them focus more on live performances than media appearances, so that they could gain experience as musicians. Another interesting thing is that he encouraged Led Zeppelin to write all the lyrics and compositions.”

“Don’t rock bands always write their own lyrics and compose their own music?”

“Well, that’s a bias. As far as I know, back then it was common to get songs and lyrics from other people. Like us? Maybe Grant saw some light in the Led Zeppelin members.”

“… … Is that the same light that you saw from us, sir?”

“Ahaha, maybe Led Zeppelin members shined beyond comparison to us. Just as Grant believed in Led Zeppelin and did not follow the trend, I think Director Park also believes in us.”

Jang Ha-yang looked at Jo A-ra with eyes full of affection.

“Ara, I trust you. I think it would be rude to Director Park to belittle it by saying things like ‘forcing it’ or ‘enduring it.’”

“No, I’m not trying to belittle you… … .”

Joara turned her head away in embarrassment.

“How do you know that, Unnie? You seem like a real musician. You’ll even get a degree in popular music later.”

“I read it in Director Park’s book.”

“… …Mister’s book?”

“To be exact, it’s not Director Park’s book. It’s called ‘Entertainment Business Management Theory’ and Director Park is one of the co-authors.”

“Oh, that’s the book that the doctor said you were looking for?”

“Yeah. That’s what I was talking about.”

“… … .”

“Shut up.”

Jang Ha-yang stood up from his seat as if he had been resting for a long time. And the moment he reached out to Jo Ara.

“Sister, do you have that book?”

“Should I lend you some?”

“yes.”

* * *

4 o’clock in the morning.

“Ara-chan, let’s be together forever… … .”

While listening to Rika’s sleep talk, I read a book called Joa.

‘Entertainment Business Management’ contained a lot of information about the entertainment industry. It may not be relevant to the current times, but it was worth reading at least once.

But Joara skipped all of that and only read the part that Seongpil wrote.

“think.”

[What kind of person is a competent manager? It is someone who trusts his artist more deeply than anyone else in the world. A manager’s trust has a profound influence on all decisions he makes on behalf of the artist.

As we learn about what kind of happiness the artist desires, what the artist wants to express, and how the artist expresses it, trust deepens.

The relationship between Peter Grant and Led Zeppelin is a perfect example of this.]

‘This is what Sister Hayang told me… … .’

[Grant had complete faith in his artists. Although he was sometimes critical, he fundamentally trusted their brilliant artistry.

Western managers typically take a commission of 10% to 20% of the artist’s earnings. As a result, managers appear to focus on the artist’s revenue activities, and sometimes even exploit the artist.

Artist exploitation was much worse in the past, when there were no current protection laws, and Grant lived in that era, but Grant was nothing like other managers of his time.

We did not use marketing and production strategies that were immersed in trends for short-term gains. We did not use commercial strategies that border on extortion by exploiting the hearts of fans.

Grant’s first priority wasn’t money. It was the interests of Led Zeppelin, and that interests was the artistry they wanted to realize.

Led Zeppelin responded by delegating all management decisions to Grant. No matter how unusual the decision, Led Zeppelin was surprised and followed through.

As a result, the relationship between these two is recorded as one of the most shining cases in management history.

‘What a great person.’

I roughly read the tear-jerking story of friendship between Led Zeppelin and Peter Grant.

Then, at some point, something caught my eye.

[Isn’t the sweetest thing for an artist the belief in his own art? Of course, it’s hard to give complete belief. But it won’t be hard for you, the managers.

If you were a manager, you would have definitely seen some light from the artist you were in charge of. You would have a desire to show that light to the world. That light is not good to just see and disappear, so you have to put all your effort into spreading it to the world.

That heart is faith.

To be blunt, the success of an artist is not my success, but someone else’s success. It is someone else’s success, but that success still contains my dream.

The fact that an artist is successful means that my dreams are being fulfilled. It means that the light I saw was not wrong. How could I not be happy about that?

(Side note: If you don’t like the artist in charge, fight back with all your might until they find another artist.)]

“… … Hehe.”

Joara buried her head in the book and laughed. It was a long time before she stopped laughing.

“Um, really?”

You saw the light for me, didn’t you?

This is something I always heard from Seongpil, but reading it written in print like this gives me a completely different feeling.

It’s as if I’ve seen Seongpil’s inner thoughts.

Joara gently swept the printed ink with her hand. It felt like warmth was rising from the ink.

“… … .”

Joara picked up her phone and opened the messenger app.

When I opened the app, the Palm Tree Friends characters greeted me. I was about to send a message to Seongpil, but I opened a very old messaging app called Joara.

I felt like the meaning would be halved if I sent it via KakaoTalk or DM.

Joara started writing messages.

4:30 in the morning.

It was the time of day when the emotions were most intense.

* * *

day off.

As soon as I opened my eyes in bed, there was a strangely long email.

[Sir, I usually complain, but I’m actually really grateful to you… ]

“Geueek, what is this… … .”

Seongpil put his phone down on the bed while still half asleep. He spent 10 minutes curled up.

As I sat there still, I slowly began to wake up.

I read the text Joara sent me while awake. It took me about 3 minutes to read it all. If it takes 3 minutes to read, it means it’s extremely long.

“… … Did he drink alcohol?”

Seongpil smiled gently.

Even though I sent it while drinking, it felt good to receive a text like this.

‘Hmm, Ara relies on me a lot? Yeah, yeah, I know.’

It’s so cute I could die.

After taking a shower and eating breakfast, Seongpil sat down in front of the computer feeling refreshed.

Today is an important day.

‘It’s Globe’s comeback day.’

Seongpil logged onto the community and SNS from the morning. It was a Globe-related community and an SNS account dedicated to Globe fans.

At this moment, Sungpil became ‘Earth’ and devoured all kinds of bait and anticipation. Just doing that made time fly by.

[Trainer Kwon Kang-cheol

Hello, member^^ I believe you are exercising even though it is a holiday. I came hiking because I am on a fat cutting period… … .]

What should I do with TV, what should I do with TV~

Today I’m just going to be an idol fan~

[Arabic

Sir, the text I sent you at dawn was sent by my family’s Rika on her own, so don’t think anything of it…

Yeah, I understand~

Seongpil indulged himself in his hobby for the first time in a long while. And finally, it was 6 p.m.

At the same time as the sound source is released, the music show will release a pre-recorded video of Globe’s stage through its iTube channel.

‘Okay, let’s see what it’s like.’

After watching the stage, watching the music video, watching the behind-the-scenes of the music video, watching the members’ personal SNS, and talking with fans, the night quickly comes…

“… … .”

Seongpil frowned.

He was so focused on the music video that his head, which had been a field of flowers, became cold. After watching it all, he watched it again, and again, and again.

An hour passed like that.

I spent an hour just watching the music video and listening to the song.

The corners of Seongpil’s mouth trembled.

“how…….”

This song.

This song.

This concept.

“It has transcended… … the times… … .”

A song that would have come out years later has popped up in the present.