Rockstar Again - Chapter 117



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Episode 117. The Lord of the Rings (2)

All art exists for the fans.

In the first place, if there are no fans, it is simply impossible to do something.

Ultimately, it is the fans who complete the art.

Art too.

Physical education too.

Music too.

So, it was only natural that the musician sang for his fans.

Some people tap or brush against something instead of making sounds with their mouths.

This is also a song for the fans.

but…….

Are you really going to sing only for your fans?

In the past, there was a controversy when an idol said on stage during a concert that he was singing for his girlfriend right after going public with his relationship.

Why were the fans angry at that idol at that time?

Because it was a deception.

Because it was also a denial of existence.

The fact that an idol who exists for their fans sings only for one person, not for the fans who fill the auditorium, is a denial of their value as an idol.

So it was reasonable to be angry.

I understand that you want to date and make concessions, but you have to be a musician on stage.

So what is this stage like now?

“I will run 361.2 million kilometers tonight to get to you… … .”

Bae So-yeon’s gaze was directed to the members of Blue Porcelain who were singing and playing on stage.

The experience of looking up and seeing something is an extremely unfamiliar experience for Bae So-yeon.

Having more than others is no reason to look down on something, but it is enough reason to have the best seat at the table for whatever you are admiring.

Most of the good seats were close by or had a good view.

“Oppa!”

“Dong-ha, oppa!”

“Yoon Tae-joo!”

Bae So-yeon looked around the chaotic surroundings.

It was an instinctive reaction.

What the heck… … is this atmosphere?

Is this what you call a sense of presence?

But… … this feeling of cheering and making people go wild wasn’t completely unfamiliar.

“It reminds me of a long time ago, ma’am.”

Amidst the cheers, Bae So-yeon turned her head to the voice speaking to her. A woman with her white hair neatly combed and tied up.

“I told you to speak comfortably… … .”

“How is that possible?”

Woo Hee-jung smiled softly.

Actually, considering his age, it’s not that strange to have a lot of gray hair, but these days, most people dye their hair.

However, Woo Hee-jung stuck with her white hair as if to prove that white hair can be elegant… … She actually has an elegant and mysterious vibe.

“… … Aren’t you surprised that it’s been so long since I contacted you?”

“I was surprised. I wondered if something had happened… … and so on.”

“Divorce… right?”

“Hahaha. Well.”

Bae So-yeon’s eyes left Woo Hee-jung’s and looked back at the stage.

Whether it’s the person in front or next to me, they’re all running around so fast that I can’t even see them anymore.

Bae So-yeon lifted her brow.

Yoon Tae-joo, who is in the corner of the stage, is not visible, and Lee Dong-ha, who is in the center, is barely visible.

-Sister!

A few days ago.

Idol Lee Dong Ha, who came to see me through Secretary Kwak Moon Ki, said that to me right away.

He is a conglomerate.

She is the wife of a conglomerate.

I’m also over 50 years old.

Certainly, this was also an unfamiliar experience for Bae So-yeon.

I didn’t particularly dislike it.

It’s impossible to feel bad when you hear friendly expressions from people, whether they’re men or women, who are handsome and pretty.

An idol who moves… … no, a musician.

Anyway, I couldn’t believe that the musician who had been asked to move had time-slipped from 30 years ago in the past, but I had no reason not to believe it, so I just assumed it was like that.

It could also be because I didn’t have the energy to care about it, because my head was filled with the tangled threads of my relationship with my husband, who was more important than anything else.

-Americano, light.

When Bae So-yeon said that to her employee who was her driver and personal secretary,

– No, you can’t. I drink it as a latte. Coffee is usually drunk with milk. Not iced, but hot. Have you never had coffee, Unnie?

―… … .

-Two lattes, please, hot.

Bae So-yeon opened her mouth as her driver stopped in confusion after hearing Lee Dong-ha’s words.

-Okay… … do that.

He was definitely an unusual child.

A child who is so unusual in everything else that it doesn’t seem unusual that he time-slipped from the past.

Not a child, but like a child.

He’s not a boy, but he seems like a boy.

It also gives off quite a manly scent.

Of course, it’s not that Bae So-yeon felt any kind of rational attraction.

It was just… … amazing.

Bae So-yeon had never met a twenty-one-year-old man who treated her like this.

Of course, there was some embarrassment.

Because I’m a kid who saw the whole disgrace of that day.

-You said you had something to give me…?

Then, Lee Dong-ha smiled and handed over a piece of paper.

– Our finals tickets. Originally, it was a mobile ticket that was exchanged on site, but I thought you wouldn’t be good at that, so I asked you specifically. Please give me a paper one.

―… … .

-There are two people in one picture. Sister, there was that lady back then, right? She always came with you. Come with her.

So haphazardly.

We had a short conversation, but the last words stuck in my head.

That must have been why.

I took courage and went to my husband’s stage.

―When your head is complicated, just do it. That’s what love is. Doing what your heart desires. Because you can’t do that, you just wasted time. My brother was wrong, but my sister was wrong too. You have to express it so that you know. That’s what I said back then, I like you. I love you. I want to be loved too. You should learn about love from me too.

The cheers, which were already loud enough to deafen your ears, grow even louder. The memories disappear and you feel the atmosphere of the scene again.

It’s madness.

As I stood on my tiptoes like a ballerina, the reason came into view.

Lee Dong-ha, who was flying around the stage while singing, brings one of the band members to the center of the stage.

“Yoon Tae-joo!”

“Yoon Tae-joo!”

“Yoon Tae-joo!”

A name that fans keep shouting out.

It’s a name that everyone in Korea already knows, but I don’t think it’s ever been called that way.

Since their identities were revealed, Lee Dong-ha and Yoon Tae-joo have been the most popular.

Of course, Lee Dong-ha’s fans are overwhelming, but Yoon Tae-joo is also quite a fan.

It must be because of the unique nature of being a conglomerate leader.

A little while ago, the voice of my husband, Yoon Tae-joo, that was transmitted through the microphone lingers in my ears.

-I don’t know. I’ve never been in love before, so I don’t know what it is, and I don’t know what to do.

Idiot.

If you’re over 50 and have never been in love and say you don’t know anything, you’re an idiot.

-But. If I ever love again, I know who I should love.

It’s not that I love you, nor is it that I will ever love you.

Just knowing who to love from now on… … means trying to love someone.

Yeah, if it’s a confession, then it’s a confession.

But how many women would be moved by such a foolish confession?

But here, there is one person.

At least I’ve never seen that guy fail when he tries to do something.

So that was enough.

“Yoon… … Yoon Tae-joo… … !”

The adult child who had difficulty expressing himself finally summoned up the courage to call out his name after 30 years.

It is buried.

Because there are so many people who call themselves by their husband’s name.

I’ve never even called out his name.

Honey, that’s all you were like.

Bae So-yeon screamed again, clutching her entire body.

“Yoon Tae-joooooooo!”

* * *

I picked up the water bottle placed next to the standing microphone.

As I gulped down the water, a smile naturally came to my face.

“Gyaaaaaaah!”

As I wave my hand lightly to the cheers of the fans in the audience, the cheers grow louder.

These are probably the reasons why people become addicted to the stage.

So many fans looking only at me.

Of course, it’s not just me who’s watching our band, but there are also fans who came to see New Heart 7, who performed before, but that’s not important.

What matters is that I am full.

At Tae-ju hyung’s words, I changed the order of the songs and started with and then played Young-pil hyung’s , which was the second time.

Even after playing the original first song, , there are still two more songs left to play.

‘Good.’

That was enough.

I’m happy and that we still have two more songs left.

The stage is a magical place.

It makes all the distracting thoughts disappear.

There is no time slip, no worrying about whether it is the Lee Dong-ha of 30 years ago or the Lee Dong-ha of the present.

After a moment of silence, I picked up the mic again.

“This song is KILL THE PRINCE by Metal Lord. I actually don’t like it that much, but Metal Lord likes me so they did it for me.”

The fans in the audience burst into laughter at my words.

I didn’t say that to make you laugh… … This is dissing.

Metal Lord came to see our performance.

After the fact that they were preparing to collaborate with us was all reported in the news.

It was a very commercial choice made by the company and Metal Road’s Korean agency to have the band perform one of Metal Road’s songs on the final stage.

I would have made a fuss saying that it shouldn’t be done like this, but since Dong-sik hyung insisted on doing it, I pretended I couldn’t resist and gave in.

After organizing it like this, this final stage is especially rich.

To sung by Youngpil himself.

Taeju hyung changed the list and played as the first song.

Even the song of Metal Road that Dongsik hyung put in.

It was worth making some concessions.

Just looking at the audience roaring, I can feel something.

Most audiences probably don’t even know what this song is. It was a mega hit, but it’s such an old song. Time flies.

“what……?”

“Who is it?”

“Isn’t that Metal Lord?”

Look at this.

Even though I told you it was Metal Road, you didn’t know. Of course, some of the audience members knew and went crazy.

I looked back as I heard the audience roaring.

Imagine the face that Dong-sik would like… … West.

“What are you looking at?”

I understand the meaning exactly in my head, but the words I hear are English, not Korean.

A bulging belly.

A hat worn over his head as usual to hide his bald head.

no…….

“What are you doing there?”

“Shut up. Look ahead. You were swearing at us in Korean earlier, right?”

It can be heard clearly even from a considerable distance.

Is it a difference in concentration?

“You’re quick-witted… … Anyway, that’s not the important part. Why on earth are you sitting there?”

“I told you to shut up.”

“I told you to guard the house.”

“FXXK YOU.”

Lars Roemer gives me a thumbs up.

What is this situation?

Why on earth is Lars Roemer holding drumsticks in Dong-sik’s place?

Suddenly Lars Römer starts playing drums, whether I’m confused or not.

A bald dwarf with a bald head like this?

Tae-ju and Young-pil naturally joined in the performance as they had already gotten along.

The audience screams again.

In the forest of cameras between the audience and the stage, Ahn Chi-seop’s face is seen with his mouth hanging from his ear.

You weren’t flustered… you already knew that, right?

Am I the only one being stupid?

I was the leader?

―Doo doo doo bang bang! Doo doo doo bang bang bang―!

Either way, the prelude is coming to an end.

The guitar’s missing intro is very tinny.

Is this the situation where you can’t do anything?

I can’t ignore jjambbap.

“… … d of war, crumb… … .”

I also had no choice but to start playing and singing.

Let’s wait and see after the show, Bear and Dwarf.

Rockstar Again Episode 118