Kidnapped Dragons

Episode 57. Shrinking, blooming (4)

― Chick cadets, no performance experience at all?

A loving and powerful voice rings on the microphone. Autumn nodded cautiously, holding the microphone late in a beat and answering ‘Yes, yes……’. I didn't blink, but I heard a small voice on the beak of the chick.

― Music or something. You're not interested in standing in public?

“Yes. No...! ”

― Oh, my God.

A voice that did not know his intentions flowed like a sigh.

― I get it.

And then the microphone goes off. Then a conversation like this will follow from the Judge's seat.

By then, autumn was hardly sane.

The dragon heart is constantly pounding. Immersed in the song, I lost my mind. The immersion became strangely deep. It was dangerous. I focused on forcefully resecting, but when I woke up, the song was over.

I ask myself, what was that like? If immersion is diving, autumn has just left the deep sea in sight. Somewhere in the dark and deep, there is something that autumn shouldn't feel like. Strange, I'm afraid. Something I'm curious about…..

“Hey.”

At that time, the sound of my standing voice blew after I broke my mind. The voice that didn't go through the microphone. It was the voice of a refined egg.

Surprised autumn looks backstage.

“Who are you? ”

“ ……. ”

“Why would you cover your chest while saying hello? You asked me to look at you? ”

“ ……. ”

“Can't you hear me? Why aren't you answering? ”

Autumn didn't answer. I had a moment of fun when I was making fun of myself.

I was a friend until a while ago, and I have been suddenly wishing. It's awkward to give and take a word. Is there not a day standing in the voice of the chief? The eleven-year-old child felt objectionable.

“I think I've heard your voice somewhere. ”

“ ……. ”

“... Well, that's it. He was good at singing. That's why. Can't you just do another song? ”

What are you talking about?

“This song is so special to me. It's the song that my mother died last year.... ”

Fall frowned in the autumn. It's been half a year living in the same club.

My mother, who passed away last year, came to the club room several times and asked me to buy her something to eat. In other words, he was alive.

Jung Yuan chose this song because he made his debut at a public audition when he lived in Korea. Autumn speculated so. I've driven an issue once. I'm going to try again.

“I'm begging you. It's a song that counts for me. Don't you have a family, too? ”

That is why the autumn felt even weirder as the words of the refined egg followed.

“ ……. ”

“I...... my mother used to play that song in the car all the time. I said it was loud because I didn't know the song was good. But now that he's gone, that song sounds good. It's so, so good. I cried all the time. ”

I wanted you to stop.

The autumn I heard seemed to see the bottom of a long-known friend in his own way.

“So give it to me. Please.”

However, the refined eggs did not give up.

The voice was polite and affectionate. Autumn thought differently for a moment. Was the lady who came to the club room your stepmother? I was thinking, "Hey. Answer me. Please. Huh..? ’When Autumn's hand trembles, the voice is a little more agitated.‘ Please. Can't you hear me...? You don't know me very well, but I'm asking you to do this. I'm really desperate... 'My mind is shaking a little. Maybe we should have a little chat. It was time for the autumn to look back carefully.

“Motherfucker. Don't pretend to hear it till the end. Did you sew an ear canal..... ”

Autumn was a surprise. I doubted my ears.

Immediately after accepting the swearing, I was heartbroken. But in front of me, I said it with a smile. I had no idea she was talking like that.

“You're a real bad kid. ”

He could not win the objection, and the autumn spat out such words. For a moment, I heard a familiar voice. The eyes of the refined egg twitched.

Maintenance in the waiting room was not looking at the situation on the screen, but was watching the situation beyond the walls and walls. I also heard the talk of autumn and refined eggs.

I was thinking, why don't you kill her?. It was an idea that came from a habit that was still not completely erased. It's like the idea of stepping on a psychotic bug and killing it.

It was then.

Meek ― Mike's voice cut off their conversation. It was the right time. The two gazes returned to the Judge's seat.

― Ah. Sorry to keep you waiting.

― They all had similar opinions. I didn't make up my mind.

The director leans toward Mike. A little louder.

― Chick cadets. I'm sorry to say this.

“Oh, yes. ”

― What about the concession to the Rabbit Cadet?

Surprised autumn looks at the director and turns his attention to the other team leaders. Other team leaders were also surprised to see the Director of Public Relations. ‘Director, what are you talking about?’ The sound of Yong-hee speaking openly is in the microphone. At that moment, I was also in the waiting room. What the fuck are you talking about? ’There was a summer watching the scene on the screen,’ he said. ‘There you go. The surrounding reactions are strange.’ I'm calming down the summer, but spring was a rare mix of annoyances.

“Yes? Uh, uh..... ”

Autumn burns. At the same time, huh? What...?! ’A joyful scream came out of the mouth of the refined egg.

* * *

Haley Larrett, Director of Public Relations, is a Bondi Hollywood actor. This middle-aged white man was a celebrity for decades as the agency's representative after liquidating the actor's life.

He met numerous normal singers and actors. I don't have a look. I don't have a gender. Personality. The talents of the bar were each of them, but there is one thing in common for normal celebrities. The depth of immersion was incomparable with that of ordinary people.

For example, there were some singers who were not very negative. There were some who had a turbid voice and had no spiritual power in the live. But even with such a voice, they were able to immerse themselves in different depths. It frightens those who listen.

Deep immersion embraces epics.

Just now. Forgot it was an assessment and it was a start. At some point, the stage was far away. Floor, lighting, darkness, curtains. All that blurred, and all that was left was a girl singing. It was a cliff that the girl made with her voice. It's in jeopardy. It seems like it's going to fall.

He held my hand wide open.

What a stunning.There's no sweat on the palm of your hand.

Then, even a gesture that only felt awkward contains epics. Stiff and firm body. Even an awkward hand just means something like that…….

What's the story behind this song?

The Director of Public Relations came back to reality as if someone had pulled his back when the song came to an end.

The Director of Public Relations, with his microphone on, asked the leader of the Young-hee team about the stature of the chick mask. But Team Leader Yong-hee shook his head. Recalling the spirit of flexibility, he sighed once again.

Anyway, if it was that vocal, I thought I could raise a little more plates at the PR level.

― What about the concession to the Rabbit Cadet?

So I threw bread. There was no awkwardness. I just threw it. ‘Are you crazy...?’ The team leaders were embarrassed by that look.

― Instead, why don't you call a teacher?

'You're crazy,' he said. 'I'm a little more frightened. Suddenly, he asked me what I was talking about.

Rare's bridge is special.

A song composed by Dragonian, the world's third leading superhero, on the day before his death in the Great War, it was a song that cried for hope and struggle.

Editing the remaining recordings on her watch, Rare was writing as a teacher. Unlike a normal, refreshing, old-fashioned bridge, it's lyrical. It was a modern song.

The bureau did not welcome the reproduction of this song. It was in the will to preserve the nobility of Dragonian, who sacrificed so much to save the superhuman.

For that reason, since Rare's inception, this song has been in the hands of the public.

In Rare, where all sorts of events were brokered by Masscom, the cadets did not have this opportunity to fly the name value.

But the autumn was dazzling. The child was always holding a guardian's warning in his heart. Even the words of spring that I was not so famous or happy about, I recently became empathetic.

Besides, I like the song now. Practicing made me feel a little better.

“Oh... then. Can I just do the song I prepared...? ”

So when Autumn refused. Some team leaders did not understand the autumn. They said that with their faces. I noticed he understood, but I felt sorry for the hand that touched the microphone.

― Absolutely.

“Oh, really? ”

― But let me ask you one more time. Chick masked cadets, do you know what an opportunity this is?

“Yes, I know. I'm fine...! ”

― Okay.

At that moment, the opportunity disappeared. The director was a definite figure with whom he had a breakup. From now on, I would not listen even if I wished for autumn.

All of a sudden, the ranks of the team are in a state of chaos. Suddenly the rabbit mask flickers from behind.

“So, do you mind if I teach? ”

You didn't think you threw an irrational number. Or maybe we should stab him because he feels so coveted. The rabbit mask raised his voice a little more earnestly.

“I can do well…! ”

A quietened Judge. The rabbit mask that the emotion lifted his hand in advance recalls how he made a mistake in the next moment.

No, I will look at it motivationally. However, static lasts longer than expected.

Hahaha..... Director's laughter broke the silence. He opened his mouth.

― I like being motivated. That's good. I'm a teacher, so why don't you try another song?

“Yes, yes...? What song...? ”

― You have to take care of that. because the flexibility application went to the chick masked cadet.

“ ……. ”

It was to announce defeat.

The rabbit mask was unanswered. And then I started rattling, and my hands trembled. I bowed my head within. The sound of clouding from the microphone began to flow.

Yeongyuan snorted and cried.

What's wrong with her? Fall panicked.

However, publicity bureaucrats are tough to deal with. The young man's desire was clumsy enough to be packed with excessive motivation. The faces of the team leaders harden. They didn't know that was a false tear.

Yonghee touched the microphone with a bitter taste under her tongue.

― Calm down. You sing well. You will stand without a problem at the festival.

“Ahhh.. Yes.... ”

― Oh, cadet.

What I said this time was the director. He was quite a superman, so he accidentally eavesdropped on the autumn conversation with the refinery eggs.

― I have a question.

“Yes...? ”

The Director of Public Relations laughed at the crying child and asked.

― Did you like the teacher more?

Then the body of the rabbit mask trembled. The sound of sniffing was cut off. It was unnatural, so the referee had his tongue full.

― No?

“Oh, no. No, you're right. He liked the teacher more……. ”