Rockstar Again - Chapter 92
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Episode 92. The Boatman (1)
“What’s the band?”
―… … ?
At my words, beyond the phone screen, Youngpil makes an idiotic expression.
This is why education in South Korea is a problem.
If you teach by spoon-feeding, you will have problems with creativity.
Even in terms of confidence, you can still answer with confidence even if it’s the wrong answer.
The problem with Korean education is that it teaches that there is only one correct answer.
“Stop making that stupid face and answer me quickly.”
Yeongpil, who had been pretending to touch his chin in thought at my words, spoke carefully.
―… … Isn’t it music that we share together?
“I wouldn’t say that Hong Young-pil’s answer was wrong. But it was wrong.”
―… … .
As I looked around, Tae-joo hyung, Dong-sik hyung, and the two managers made strange expressions.
Robocop Mr. Kwak Moon-ki and the stylist. Only the two of them have no change in expression.
Whatever.
“The band is a ship.”
―… … That’s your opinion. How can I answer that question?
“Are you having a hard time with your throat because the media is giving you so much attention these days?”
―… … .
“Aren’t you going to answer?”
-That’s not true. It’s just so out of the blue.
“Could it be that Hong Young-pil’s coming out is out of the blue?”
―… … .
“That’s right. You shouldn’t have anything to say. Then why did you take off your mask and run away?”
―… … .
Still, Youngpil, who is on his phone, keeps his mouth shut like a mute who has eaten honey.
Even if you have ten mouths, you have nothing to say.
This is totally my style, but I admit it’s weird for a reporter to chase after a star.
There is no life of a star that is not pursued by reporters.
That’s what an entertainment reporter does.
to be honest.
I also think it’s better than the reporters who wrote articles like “Vocal A moved to Kim Yun-seok” without even checking my face once.
Those people were just throwing stones based on speculation, but the person who wrote Youngpil’s article at least posted facts that he had confirmed.
I can’t guarantee that I won’t change my words in the distant future, but anyway, I don’t intend to criticize you for doing your own work.
What I meant was that the scope of my recognition was limited to the reporter who wrote the article.
Hong Young-pil, who threw away his mask and sunglasses to keep his identity from being discovered by Hong Dae-yoon, should be scolded.
In the end, not only was Hong Dae-yoon’s identity revealed to him, but his identity was also revealed to the entire nation.
“Are you practicing properly?”
-Uh… …I’m working hard, don’t worry.
“You have to make them not worry so they don’t worry. You tell them not to worry with your mouth, but then your face gets so bad that you can’t even leave the practice room. You’re good at talking.”
―… … .
As Youngpil lowered his head, the corners of my mouth went up.
Hohohoho… … .
It’s fun to tease Brother Piri.
It feels good to be hit because you did something wrong.
Even though there was a major accident that revealed Youngpil’s true identity, I don’t blame Youngpil in my heart.
Rather, the reason I tease him like this periodically is for Youngpil hyung. This hyung is such a nice person that the problem is that he suffers alone.
At times like these, it’s important to bring the problem to light so that the wound doesn’t fester too deeply.
Life is a series of variables.
Because of those variables, I am up and down.
I don’t intend to just let go of joy and sadness like everyone else in the world. I’m not that great of a person.
That doesn’t mean I’m going to be overly excited or sad.
It’s better to stop at a good point. Life goes by too fast to dwell on the bad.
If you close your eyes and open them again, 30 years will pass by in a flash.
So, good things in the world’s variables last a long time.
Sad things are brief.
That’s it.
I deliberately relaxed my expression and asked Youngpil.
“How does it feel to have people’s attention?”
―… … It’s scary.
“That’s it?”
―Honestly, there are some good things. I’ve been a celebrity for over 20 years, but this is the first time I’ve received this kind of attention… … . Oh, but it’s not like there are only good things. There are also a lot of uncomfortable things. I wanted to see my family, I didn’t want to be locked up.
This guy also seems to be going through quite a confusing time.
One way to smooth out life is to reduce the variables.
Rockstar is… … .
Quite the opposite.
“Just think about the good things. That’s all for now, but the media’s attention will grow in the future. Think about it. We officially released an album, what did we do? And this is all we got. What do you think will happen later?”
―… … When I’m with you, I feel like even breathing becomes an issue.
“There are people like that. Elvis Presley. Michael Jackson. The Beatles. And me.”
―… … .
I decided to give Youngpil a short break, as he was just opening his mouth and not being able to find anything to say.
“Hang up. Go practice. And say hello to Daeyoon.”
-uh.
“Dae-yoon has grown a lot. The kids are amazing. I only saw them for a short while, but they’ve grown so much.”
Youngpil makes a strange expression for a moment and then asks slowly.
-When did you see Daeyoon?
“I haven’t seen it. I just had a feeling. Since he’s my brother’s son, I thought he would grow taller by now.”
―… … You’re strange.
“Hang up.”
Then I hung up.
Sadness is short, joy is long.
It’s okay up to this point, but it’s not so good when it comes to embarrassing things.
If our Daeyoon saw it, he would ask why he saw it and when he saw it.
Then, shouldn’t I say something like, “I was worried about my brother, and then I got worried about Daeyoon, so I went to see him secretly?”
How do you do that, oh my.
I’d rather take a shit during a performance in front of tens of thousands of people, but I can’t do that.
I glanced to the side and saw Tae-joo hyung staring at me blankly while holding the bass guitar in his arms.
“… …What are you looking at?”
“I watched it because I liked it. Our warm Dong-ha.”
“Are you crazy?”
I felt like my true feelings had been revealed, so I blurted out some harsh words, but Tae-joo just smiled.
Eyes filled with love and warmth… … .
“But Dongha.”
“Why are you eating? Are you a human now? Do you come up here often?”
Dong-sik, who had been holding the stick as if it had become one with my hand, opened his mouth again.
“Why is the band a ship? You told Youngpil that the band was a ship earlier, but you didn’t tell him why.”
“Ah… … I see. That was important, but I didn’t say anything.”
It seems like he was quite curious.
Looking at the way Mr. Kwak Moon-ki and the stylist sister also caught everyone’s attention.
I had a serious expression on my face, like a neighborhood older brother who gathers the kids together and gives a long speech at the playground.
“It gives people somewhere to go.”
“Where?”
“Yeah. Somewhere.”
“Where is that?”
“Wherever you want to go. To the past, to the future, to a utopia.”
“No trains? Cars or planes?”
I laughed at the sight of the old, muscle-bound Wendy Dong-sik, who had lost his dreams.
“It’s the most primitive means, but it goes the furthest.”
“ah……!”
I understood that again.
… … I don’t know what I’m talking about.
At the moment when Dong-sik Hyung had a great awakening, Tae-ju Hyung asked.
“But what song are you going to sing next?”
“It’s a song that will help you shed your old-fashioned image.”
“Astronaut?”
“Right. That’s it.”
at that time.
After ending the video call, the phone screen, which had been off, flashes on.
[An Chi-seop: Dong-ha. You… … members’ identities. Can’t I just tell two of them? They’re trustworthy. We have production meetings and exchange opinions, but if we don’t reveal our identities, we won’t make any progress? You know. One of them is FD Na Tae-pyeong, do you remember? He has glasses and his hair is messy, so he looks a bit shaggy. The other one is Doori, do you know him? Writer Ohana and Doori are your fans. They’ve been really nice to you. Only they should know… … .]
A long, detailed message.
hmm…….
After a moment of thought, I replied to An Chi-seop.
* * *
The production conference room for .
General producer Ahn Chi-seop.
FD Na Tae-pyeong.
From number 1 Ohana to number 2 Kim Du-ri among the writers.
Everyone gathered together and their heads together.
An Chi-seop nodded.
“I’ve decided to admit it now.”
“What?”
“That guy is a genius.”
Kim Du-ri’s brow furrowed.
I was wondering what on earth he was saying, leaving out all the subjects.
If you keep that in your mouth, you are a youngest writer.
“So what do you want me to do? Who is he?”
Kim Du-ri’s thoughts were not contained but came out without hesitation.
Kim Du-ri is not the youngest writer.
Number 2, full of jam.
“… … that guy.”
“What have you been talking about all this time… … It’s annoying… … .”
“… …Duri, did you do that to me?”
“No. He keeps sending me weird texts that I can’t understand. I’m going to block him now. So who is he?”
An Chi-seop clearly saw that I had not even touched my phone until a moment ago, even though I turned it on and off for no reason.
Since you said no even after seeing it, I don’t really have anything to say.
An Chi-seop, who had eventually decided to pretend not to know, continued to open his mouth.
“Vocal A.”
“Only they know who they are. Aren’t they the production staff?”
“Isn’t that what you’ve been saying to me for a while now?”
“No. I was just talking to myself because I was thinking about that kid earlier.”
“… … .”
This is a bit of a problem.
A band that is driving the buzz and viewership of .
Blue porcelain.
However, among the production staff, only Ahn Chi-seop and Oh Ha-na know the identity of this band.
Even if it’s a secret from the viewers, usually the production team can’t help but know.
Even if the entire production team doesn’t know, it’s obvious that the main production team would know. Saying they don’t know feels like drawing a line that they’re not part of the main production team.
Even if you ask An Chi-seop or Ohana, they will only say that they don’t know, so who would believe that?
The broadcasters are very perceptive. Even if other people don’t know, the other production staff already knows that those two know.
That touched Kim Du-ri’s nerves.
I definitely thought we were a team that had worked together several times and believed that we were the main production team.
Even if it was like that at first, it’s been just over two months since the broadcast, so it’s ridiculous that we still don’t know…
“We don’t know who it is either. We never imagined that Hong Young-pil would pop out.”
“You’re lying. Who do you think is the fool?”
“I told you it’s true?”
“You might as well say that you have some unspeakable circumstances and can’t tell me. That might make you feel less bad.”
“I have some unspeakable circumstances… … .”
“… … Just keep lying.”
Kim Du-ri lowered his head and began to shed tears.
Ohana pats Kim Du-ri on the back with an embarrassed expression.
FD Na Tae-pyeong, who had been silent, also added his words.
“I don’t think what Doori noona said is wrong, PD-nim. Honestly, it doesn’t interfere with the broadcast even if you don’t know that. What should I say… … This feeling… … . I felt like it was my job, but then I found out that we were just part-time workers? It’s true that it makes me feel that way. We’re not the ones who go around talking.”
An Chi-seop hesitated for a moment and then picked up the cell phone he had placed on the table.
and.
“Huh? I thought you were going to say no. But you’re saying it’s okay?”
“… … Ugh! It’s not okay! Aren’t I a member of the production team? It’s not the first or second time I’ve been bullied, but if this keeps up, I’m going to leave and find another team!”
“No. Not you. Stop crying. It’s not like you feel left out or ostracized or anything like that.”
“… …Will you tell me?”
“Oh. But I have to sign a nondisclosure agreement. Just wait a minute. The documents will be arriving soon.”
Kim Du-ri, who had been shedding tears, raised her head.
“What does that mean?”
“I also want to speak quickly and proceed with the meeting. Wait.”
Then I went to drink some water and go to the bathroom.
also.
Big business is big business.
Before long, a man arrived carrying documents and handed them over.
Na Tae-pyeong and Kim Du-ri signed the document, looking bewildered.
An Chi-seop opened his mouth.
“One of them looked like a gangster, but he was actually an ordinary office worker.”
“… … Ah. How old are you?”
“Same age as Hong Young-pil. They were friends originally. They played music together when they were young.”
“… … If I reveal my identity, it will be a bigger disappointment.”
An Chi-seop burst into laughter at Kim Du-ri’s reaction.
Since I am a writer, I think about how to control the flow first when I reveal my identity.
“Another person is Chairman Yoon Tae-joo.”
“Who is it?”
“CEO of Jaemin Group, who owns TVK. Chairman Yoon Tae-joo.”
“… … Hey … … Mr.”
“?”
Kim Du-ri kicked the table and got up from his seat.
“PD-nim. If you don’t want to tell me, just say no. What are you talking about?”