Rockstar Again - Chapter 64



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Episode 64. A Man Called A (2)

“Who is badmouthing me… …?”

My ears have been itching for a while now.

“Uh… … I need to go to the bathroom… … .”

Dongsik couldn’t stand the squeak and got up from his seat again.

“What’s wrong? Is the faucet broken?”

“It’s not that… … I’m just nervous… … .”

“I’m proud. I’m nervous. Go and come back quickly. Manager, hold my hand tightly.”

“uh…….”

“Wear your mask properly.”

“Okay… … What kind of kid am I?”

Seeing Dongsik grumbling for no reason, I can tell he’s really nervous.

Youngpil hyung just stares at the ground and shakes his legs, and Taeju hyung bursts into laughter. Ah… … Good, good.

Everything is good with my brothers.

Why am I doing this?

While going through all that hardship, I went around looking for my hyungs and worked hard to oil the rusty and not-so-good hyungs so they could play again.

of course.

31 years ago, when I estimated my brothers’ skill level at 80.

The current level of skill of the older brothers is around 40 to 50.

Taeju hyung is probably around 50, and the other two hyungs are probably in their early 40s.

Still, it’s come up quite a bit compared to when we first met again.

Maybe it’s some kind of nostalgia correction.

It may be that the hyungs’ skills are lower than I thought, but that is their true skills. However, since they themselves are not satisfied with their current skills, it may not be just my illusion.

Anyway, I guess I understand now that I’m in the waiting room with my brothers.

Whether it’s an audition or a competition.

First of all, I’m glad we started working together.

It’s one thing to want to be a star, and another thing entirely to want to go down that path with someone.

Because I want to be a star in a group with members who laugh and have fun, not as a lonely top star.

“Why do you keep looking at me?”

“Because I like it.”

As I said that, Tae-joo hyung ruffled my hair again.

“Uh… … hair… … don’t mess it up.”

When I see the stylist sister speaking like a slowpoke, she looks at us for a moment and then looks into the air again.

Can you see something?

Anyway, our team is a team that values ​​security, so we can’t get our makeup done at a shop. Our stylist does all the makeup, but she’s covered up with a mask and sunglasses, so there’s nothing we can do except put on our clothes.

“Ah… … I’m sorry.”

When Tae-joo apologized, the stylist sister named Lee Tae-ri glanced at him and then looked into the air again.

“It’s okay. I can touch it again later. It’s okay if it’s messy.”

I was going to say why it was you who decided that, but I gave up because I thought I would get swept away by the slow tempo.

Usually, when you promote as a group, you get a team manager and a stylist or something. But we’re not idols and we don’t really have a style.

There are currently three staff members with us.

A slow-moving Italian stylist.

I have no idea what he’s thinking.

He doesn’t talk much. It’s not like he doesn’t talk, he just talks, but when he does, he speaks very slowly.

There is no significant emotional change.

Another one… … .

“Huh? Why, Dong-ha. Do you need anything?”

Our staff team’s manager team leader, Park Soo-chan, who stands up from his seat and takes action as soon as we make eye contact.

“No, just relax. If you need anything, I can do it.”

“Really? But if you need anything, just let me know.”

“yes.”

This guy is excessive.

Even excessive is too excessive.

It wasn’t like this from the beginning.

Two months ago… … A month ago?

Or maybe it was three months ago.

Time flies so fast, and I’m stuck in the practice room so my concept of time is a bit hazy.

Anyway, I remember when we first met.

―Nice to meet you. You’re much more handsome than what I saw on TV. If there’s anything you don’t know, feel free to ask. But there’s something I have to protect you. Even if the raw personality you showed on TV is your true self, you have to hide it. Idols are products. Products can’t break the fans’ expectations.

I didn’t say I was an idol, but did I get scammed by the witch who told me I would take care of idols? Or did I just make a mistake?

He started talking like that all of a sudden.

―I specialize in idol care, so you can trust me and leave it to me. But, as I emphasize many times, be careful of your behavior… … Who’s next to you… …? Your father?

And when I found out that Dong-sik, who had asked me if I was his father, was a member, I saw my pupils tremble as if there was an earthquake.

Since it was such a familiar sight, I just gave it some time.

So, like a gentleman who is doing a one-man show.

-Me… … members… …? These three people… … ?

―No… … . I’m launching a new group… … and one of the members is moving… … I heard that right before departure, so of course I thought… … they were idols… … .

―Somehow… … They asked for a fairly high salary… … I wondered why they even had to sign a nondisclosure agreement… … .

– Yes? Oh, no. I’ll take good care of it…

– But there’s one person who looks quite familiar. No, of course I know Hong Young-pil.

-Huh? Where? Jaemin… … The group? That… … The one that runs a baseball team and a soccer team?

And then what?

After going through a few checks like most people, and confirming that Taejoo from Jaemin Group is this Taejoo, I’m completely smitten by the words of Taejoo hyung, the all-powerful key of Blue Porcelain.

He says that he wants to be the manager of a large corporation chairman and aims to be the next Secretary Kwak Moon-ki. He also keeps in touch with Secretary Kwak Moon-ki in real time.

At this point, it’s hard to tell if he’s a manager from Cheong-A Entertainment or an underling of Secretary Kwak Moon-ki.

Whatever it is, it’s good for me.

-What’s wrong with you?

-Why are you… … no, speaking to your brothers so carelessly?

―Hey, Dong-ha. You’re still young, and, oh right. You said you came from America, right? Is that why? But in Korea, you shouldn’t do that to your superiors.

He followed me around and tried to talk me out of it for about a week or two, and now.

-Shh.

He smiles just by making eye contact.

“Why? Should I give you some water?”

“No. It’s really comfortable. So please be comfortable too, hyung.”

“I feel so comfortable.”

It ended up like this.

I have confirmed that I am the real power behind this group.

Come to think of it, the witch hag’s staff members were incredibly talented.

Everyone, do your job well.

You better keep it a secret.

I don’t really question our unique composition and dialogue.

Oh, the last one is my road manager.

That guy is just nice.

The person is kind.

Whether the members are old, CEOs of large corporations, or a bit of a jerk.

Hehehe, is that so? I’ll drive. I’ve arrived. That’s all I say.

In short, a manager team leader who dreams of rising in status and a kind-hearted road manager.

Whether it’s seeing ghosts or having microscopic eyes to see fine particles in the air, the three of them, including the stylist who’s always looking at something, are a basic combination that’s always with our team.

“Ha… Should I take another Cheongsimhwan?”

Youngpil is my older brother.

“One of them has a broken faucet, so he hangs around the bathroom like it’s a waiting room. Another one is shivering like a dog in the rain. If he had put a pedometer on his leg, would he have taken 10,000 steps?”

“Phew… … .”

“Come here.”

As I said, Youngpil got up and came over, but it was really long.

I also got up from my seat, put my hand around Youngpil’s waist, and faced the waiting room mirror.

“What do you see?”

“… … Me in a suit.”

“No. Again. What do you see?”

“Ah… … Are you trying to say something weird again? I don’t get that.”

“That’s not it. Look again. A sunken waist. A sunken belly. A face with a mask and sunglasses. What do you think?”

“Are you… okay?”

“In my eyes, I see Hong Young-pil in his early twenties.”

I can feel Youngpil’s body getting stronger little by little as he listens to my words.

“… … .”

“No, it’s better than it was then. He was too skinny back then. But anyway, Hong Young-pil, who is over 50, is at least not like that.”

Practice is practice, but it is the direct result of exercise.

Tae-ju hyung didn’t really have anything to take care of, but Dong-sik hyung and Young-pil hyung had some hidden belly fat.

“How was it when we were performing? Were you nervous back then too?”

“no…….”

“then?”

“… … I expected cheers.”

“That’s fine. Just don’t touch drugs like Cheongsimhwan. Enjoy.”

“Is Cheongsimhwan also a medicine?”

“Just reduce the dependency itself. How do you know what might start out as a sedative and end up as something else?”

“Phew… … .”

“Take a deeper breath.”

“Hoo …

After giving Youngpil a lot of energy, I glanced at myself in the mirror and saw that I was already fine, but I looked even better.

My brothers lost weight, but I gained about 4 kilos.

Although she’s still on the thin side compared to her standard weight, her body lines are definitely better than before.

Our costume, chosen by Gong Hyeon-seong, the head of the visual creative team, is a double-breasted suit.

I feel like the word suit fits better than formal attire.

That’s it, but it’s similar but feels a little different.

A suit is more stylish than a suit.

A style that gives the impression of a slim waistline while leaving the shoulders wide open.

Of course, I guess that’s why Team Leader Gong Hyeon-seong explained it that way.

Anyway, they say that you can wear different suits depending on the situation.

The concept of the debut stage was Colin Firth from the movie Kingsman.

At the moment when I was lost in my own intoxication, the door opened wide and Dong-chan came in, holding Dong-sik’s hand who was wearing a mask.

“Wear your mask quickly… … Writer, come… … .”

Taking Dongsik’s words as a signal, Taeju and I quickly covered our faces with masks and sunglasses.

Because Youngpil hyung is already writing it.

however.

“Are we starting now? You can watch it on the monitor and come out when we give you the signal. It’s the last group participating today, so it’ll take about two hours.”

Ohana is the writer’s older sister.

“If it’s just one older sister, you don’t have to use it.”

As I was beating Dong-sik, he slowly walked to the corner and joined his Italian sister.

Author Ohana responded to my words.

“No. If it’s not too stuffy, just use it. There are a lot of accidents in the waiting room, so this door isn’t locked. I’ll probably come, but who knows? Someone could suddenly open the door.”

“Really? Then I’ll keep using it.”

ah.

One thing I’m curious about has come to mind.

“Who is the last team to appear?”

No performance is arranged in any random order.

Where there is an opener, there is a closer.

Just like when our Blue Porcelain performed at Misari, the open stage is mostly filled with new artists.

Or just set up the weakest team.

On the other hand, the team that decorates the last stage is the so-called main eventer.

Commonly referred to as headliners.

Regardless of Tae-joo hyung’s presence, that guy Ahn Chi-seop is a ratings ghost, so I was a bit hesitant about putting my team in front of him instead of last.

Or… … maybe it was ambiguous to put me on the last stage because I didn’t show my face?

It’s not like I’m bragging about anything when all I know is my name… … Um… … Hey, actually, it’s pride.

Regardless of the team’s ability or whether the player’s current position is that of a rookie.

I am the best.

By my standards, my brothers’ skill level is around 40 or 50.

Still, we’ve created something more than the basics.

I’m not saying that I can’t stand on stage with this, but I’m curious, right?

Ohana, who read my mind, opens her mouth with an awkward smile.

“A.Fly… … I said. They’re an active band… … .”

Rockstar Again Episode 65