Poten

“I think that's enough. Well done, brothers. ”

The all-season band and Lee Sang-gun, who were sitting in the practice room, relaxed at Min-ho's words and shook their heads.

Simdae opened the lid of the water bottle, took a deep sip of water, and shaken her head.

“Let me make a quick guess. Tough. ”

“I just got a call that Theorem is the last one. The finale should definitely be decorated. You have 15 minutes to adjust your condition. ”

Minho wiped his sweat off with his sleeve, and immediately after entering the practice room, he turned his eyes to Orgol, which he did not touch because he was immersed in band practice.

‘Hmm.'

Legendary singer's affections are apparent, but since I touched them earlier, I didn't think the light would be absorbed and disappear.

‘Joong-ho Park didn't die either. It's weird. "

Minho reaches back to Orgol.

Huh?

I can feel the warm energy coming in from my hands. What happens when the owner of an item speaks directly, not through a dream.

It's not Joong-ho Park's? ’

Minho's vision turned black, and someone's memory flashed and he surrendered his body.

- Ugh, I'm drunk.

Two people pouring soju in a pocha. A man with a face that looks like it's already dotted over Park Jung-ho's shoulders with alcohol in it.

- Jung-ho. Do you want me to sing and live comfortably on our local stage? Why, when we were kids, we used to drive around the country in trucks and ask for songs.

You failed this album? Sung-gil, I'm the King of singers. How do you sing in the marketplace? Shame on you. Let's catch some razor... * Sigh *

Minho realized that this object belonged to the composer 'Ahn Sung-gil’ and understood it somewhat. Park Joong-ho owned the items of his best friend, who was like a soul mate.

- It is, yeah. You're a local event. It doesn't suit me.

Anseong Gil lowered his head and laughed. Park Jung-ho, who swallowed soju, tapped the shoulder of Ahn Sung-gil.

- Dude, you're so dead. All your songs were amazing. I didn't call for you. You should quit drinking and take care of your vocal chords!

Even the comfort of Park Jung-ho, Ahn Sung-gil's shoulders hardly opened.

- Brother, I actually...

Do we finally have a girl?

Anseong Gil smiled and shook his head.

- No, I'm good.

At that moment, my vision changed to the hospital.

- Seong-gil! This rascal... gets sick when he gets sick...

Park Jung-ho grabs the Orgol and misses it. The scene ended immediately because the sadness had been preached to me heavily. A kindness given to me by the owner of the artifact.

Minho understood the approximate situation. I hope I'm not too late to find out that I have an incurable disease. I didn't deliberately say it because I didn't want Park Joong-ho who had been caring for me like a brother since I was a child to be sad. And then death came without warning.

Minho came back from his memories and asked himself, looking at Orgol.

Are you sure you want to clear this up? ’

The warm energy irritated my fingertips.

“What should I do……. ”

“What?”

Simdae suddenly approached me. Minho calmly summoned him to the corridor, holding Orgol in his hand.

“You said you didn't have a good relationship with Joong-ho Park? Can we find out why? ”

“I don't like him. He worked his way down the aisle like that, and he didn't care about his popularity until his body was ruined. I'd have lived a few more years if I hadn't. ”

Minho could hear more about Ahn Sung-gil, who was the motivator and practical music from Shim Dae-ho.

‘Captain, there's been a misunderstanding. ’

I thought I could solve this misunderstanding later. The message from Ahn Sung-gil in Orgol was not a grudge, but an apology. I've also done myself a desperate favor.

“Hey, Captain. ”

“Why?”

Minho carefully asked for his opinion.

“I want to do a little tune on this one. ”

“What?"

Minho said, smiling as brightly as he could, to Shim Dae Hui who wanted to hear it wrong.

“All you need to do is modify a few basic notes and slightly change the configuration. ”

“Is it that simple? You're going to do a 10-minute contest on a song that he's been playing all day, all day, for over an hour? ”

It's not crazy.

“Why? ”

“Ah... I see. Friendship?”

* * *

- Now the habit of staring at the lonely sunset is waiting to meet you tomorrow.

Inside the public hall, a wave of emotion flowed after the fifth singer's contest.

- Thank you, Sandstone.

MC Executive Co-op has Mike.

“‘Night sky' called by Sandstone. This is a song from Park Jung-ho's house, and I remember all the lovers of this time, holding hands and looking up at the sky at night, humming this song. How did you hear about Park Jung-ho? ”

“This song was originally a castle-length trauma. When the evening went down, the woman charged me. ”

After Park Jung-ho's words were finished, laughter appeared everywhere in the audience.

“A portrait of a lover standing under an oar with beautiful lyrics and melodies to overcome the pain. ”

“Such a secret. By the way, Mr. Park, don't you have any employment experience? ”

“Why not? In 2 houses.... ”

As he listens to the ongoing conversation onstage, Moon Seung-hoon takes a breath and turns his eyes to the last contestant standing behind him.

A band that is only five compared to itself in incredible quantities. Plus, I suddenly edited the song. There was no commotion.

‘Let's just do what I do best. I also received blessings from Jung-ho Park. Now it's your turn to make it up to me. ’

Even after years of releasing balls into one album, it's been consumed in a week and then disappears from the sound recordings. I needed some stimuli.

That music is getting hateful and evasive.

It was a very miserable end for half a lifetime of singing. But he was good. Park Joong-ho had never lifted a microphone as a singer since ten years ago.

It may be a lot of things, but his consideration as a god meant an attempt to burn your passion to the ground.

‘Not you, not me. ’

Moon Seung-hoon finished breathing. It was time to show the face of the king to a friend named Sandall, who had just received 405 votes out of 500 people and is now a winner.

“Jinkyu, I have to go... What are you doing? ”

“It's a little weird over there. ”

“Never mind. The singer in front of the stage only cares about his voice. ”

Moon Seung-hoon placed her hand on Jinkyu's shoulder.

“You sing the song. Do they do it? ”

“Phew, that's right. As long as I've come this far, I'll play like crazy, sir. ”

“Stay with me. Step right in the middle. ”

- The sixth player! Moon Seung-hoon!

Moon Seung-hoon stood on the stage with a lot of anticipation. Standing in front of the microphone, I looked at Park Jung-ho sitting on a special stage in the audience.

The maestro who has been singing for so long that he can't compare his experience to, "What are you trying to show me there? ’I sent a curious look.

“The song I'm singing this time is, 'Hello, Sparrow.' ”

A song with a unique perspective at the point of an all-conquering sparrow, which was loved exclusively by Park Jung-ho. As Moon Seung-hoon took his place, Drum gently slapped snare and announced the beginning.

Two, three! ’

- When morning comes, I'm out of the way. Looking for seeds. Looking for another friend. But I don't have any friends. It's up there in the sky.

The melody of the lyrics and the strange chemistry of the lyrics described by the melody of the ear, the bird that can't fly, and the process of overcoming it slowly fascinated the audience with Moon Seung-hoon's deep voice of appeal.

- If only I could fly up there.

After the first one.

As the beats accelerate, Secret Weapon No. 1, Jinkyu, wearing a sparrow hat, steps onstage. Moon Seung-hoon stepped up the octave to raise the pitch towards Climax, in line with the eucalyptus of bringing the lap into the animal like a sparrow.

- Someday!

The high notes of the singer king that popped out of the instruments that were thumping and beating hearts caused the audience to rejoice.

Along with him is a chorus of professional choirs that comes from backstage. The song that accompanied the greatness finally reached the climax Moon Seung-hoon wanted.

I can fly now!

Moon Seung-hoon squeezed her strength to the end, toward Park Jung-ho, toward herself standing on the stage.

- Look, you flew. So you should try it.

After the stage was over, the crowds were all static and moved. And the thunderous applause began.

While wiping the sweat that was flowing like water under his chin, Moon Seung-hoon looked at Park Jung-ho with anticipated eyes.

‘Is this enough to ignite your passion? ’

However, Moon Seung Hun had to feel like his feet were firmly fixed on the stage.

Why are you smiling so powerlessly? No way, sir... ’

“That was great. You're better than you practiced. Kang Min-ho can't beat you this much. ”

The voice of Jinkyu's chattering next to me gradually grew smaller as if it were muted. Moon Seung-hoon had to feel empty even though she had the best stage that she could not call again.

‘Why? Why did you think of quitting singing……. ’

What's the reason? Fear that if you don't find it, you won't be able to grab the microphone as well as Park Jung-ho.

The most votes in post-apocalyptic history! Moon Seung Hun is really fascinated. I don't know what to do with it.

“Looks like it's over. ”

Minho pointed to the stage. When I saw Orgol once, I told Yoon Lee Seol, the strange one, and the all-season band standing behind me.

“Thank you so much for following me around like this. ”

“I'm on her side. ”

Yoon Lee Seol gripped his hands tightly and said.

“It's too much fun. Suddenly I feel like I'm meeting you and Indy at ONCE. ”

When she was excited, Minho smiled once and said.

“It was your stage, sorry. ”

“No, this was your stage from the beginning. ”

- Last week. I'd be disappointed if we didn't have this name in the top sound recordings these days. Yoon Yi Seol!

A round of applause approaches.

I started preparing everyone for the stage, leading Minho.

“Didn't you say Kang Minho is outside? ”

“I see. Suddenly it makes me anxious. ”

I was watching you on stage in the winner's seat. ’I shook my head. Even if the God of Music comes, I can't beat Moon Seung-hoon's stage just now. It was common sense and faith.

How are we supposed to reignite the heat of an audience that's been touched by such emotions and burned to the ground? ’

“Oh, hello. I'm Yoon Iseol. This is the brothers and sisters who will sing with me. ”

Yoon Yi Seol's voice opened with a slightly trembling voice, and his candor remained intact. The audience who was wet on the stage that Moon Seung-hoon showed me gradually focused.

“The songs we've prepared are 'trivial things.’ If the song feels different from the original song, don't get me wrong. ”

What are you talking about, Yoon Yi Seol added.

“The producer who wrote this song said it was supposed to be this song. ”

With a quiet guitar sound, the proprietary humming of Yoon Yi Seul began. Her pale melody, boldly, but restrained, dug into the audience's ears. Some men have already disarmed the irresistible 'Voice Weapon’ and pressed the vote button.

< Bro, why don't you take our truck around the country and sing?

And the mysterious voice that was heard. Following a voice that sounds like a dialogue overlapped with a melody, the back screen turned on. The screen of Ahn Sung Gil while he was alive moved slowly. It was a video that was also shown in the opening.

Park Jung-ho, who was in the special stage, couldn't hide her surprised eyes because the voice I just heard was really sexy.

The keyboard's pitch dances gently as if touching, and the violin and cello's tune sat on top as it applied. While the beat of the drum held all these criteria, Yoon Yi Seol finished humming and began to sing lyrics.

- It was embarrassing. I'm just listening to a song, and I'm crying. Everyone keeps saying it's okay. I couldn't. Everyone's fine.

At the sound of Yoon Yi Seol's whispering song, Park Jung-ho's face became increasingly surprised. ‘Minor Things’ is one of the songs that I was working on just before I died. In fact, there are holes everywhere in the melody because it was incomplete.

But now, there was a new flesh on the song. And it was a very sexy sound that provoked a mild emotion.

Park Jung-ho muttered, ”How?" The sound of Minho's second conversation started.

< Actually, I wanted to comfort you.

“Seong-gil!”

Park Jung-ho's voice was turned off and not everyone could hear it because it was buried in music. However, Min-ho, who was communicating with Anseong in real time through Orgol and copying him in the screen into a hand mirror and imitating his speech, noticed it and said.

< You always comforted me. Loud nagging. I miss that, too, but I gotta put it down now.

- On a day like today, I want to put it all down.

Now that I've only done songs to comfort someone for a lifetime, it's time to sing for my brother. And this is the beginning.

- Happiness that seems to reach your fingertips is not far....

Minho's act of quietly resonating with Yoon Yi Seol's lyrics. Not 500 audiences, but 500 audiences killed their breath in healing music for one person.

We all knew who the target was.

That was the end of the bizarre music without perfect play, perfect chorus, and perfect hoops.

“Ha, hahaha……. ”

Moon Seung-hoon stared at the stage and burst into laughter.

“You're crazy, Jinkyu, your friend. ”

“Are you crazy?"

“I became Ahn Sung-gil and forced him to finish the song that he had to sing. What producer would dare try that? One blow, no, the heathens ate, me. ”

After the song, the sixth and final contestant stood together on the stage.

“Wait a minute.”

Park Jung-ho suddenly raised his hand. He takes out his handkerchief and starts to wipe the moistened eye area, but only after he reaches out his emotions can he lift his head.

MC cooperation opened its mouth at the right time.

“Are you impressed? ”

“I don't know how long I've been crying. At this age, it's not easy to listen to a song and cry. ”

“Are you saying singer Yoon Iseol's songs were that good? It was my favorite song, but the melody seemed to have changed. ”

“No, the song hasn't changed. ”

Park Jung-ho insisted and asked, looking at Yoon Yi Seol.

“I thought you said you had a friend who produced this song? Who is it?”

“There he is. ”

When Yoon Lee Seol reached out his hand, he illuminated Minho who was among the players.

“Oh, Kang Minho. Thank you, Minho. It was as if the path of the castle had come to life and finished the song. even better than the one I was trying to confuse. ”

The audience was delighted by the enormous compliment of the legend.

“If it's possible, could the people I just played it with play my song? I was going to sing next. Please.”

"I want to see Min-ho duck,“ he said, sitting next to Min-ho, looking down at the legendary head. I have to go get a drink and have a fancy drink quickly. "

Minho smiled and nodded.

“Thank you. Thank you. ”

The atmosphere was ripe with endless gratitude. He realized that the MC's cooperation was the time to move forward.

“So let's look at the final result. ”

After a while.

- Actually, I was about to retire to the end of this stage. But he grabbed my hand and said, "It's not the length of the castle yet. I want to work hard to get on this stage with a new person's heart next time. I found a producer as talented as you.

After Jung-ho's honest confession, he looked at the ceiling and said.

- I tried to comfort you, but you comfort me.

The song, ‘Rain and Youth,' that Anseong wrote the first time started.

When the legend sang on stage, the audience shouted hotter and hotter than when any of the players came up. There was even an audience who thought it was an honor to be able to see this stage in 10 years.

“I love you, sir! ”

Among them was Moon Seung-hoon, who decided to show his passion for musical arts.

Jinkyu, who had his tongue out again, watched Kang Min-ho's group who beat Moon Seung-ho with a crazy voice of 488 votes.

Miserable defeat.

But like every time, it wasn't a bad feeling. What he did was a miracle, and even though no one had been harmed by it, the happy people doubled.

Yoon Iseol, the winner of this week's competition, who was quietly listening to the legendary song right under the stage, turned his head to the side.

Minho who received an Orgol gift on the condition that he would produce it at the break was very happy. I remembered that Minho's words would not matter so much, and Yoon Yiseong secretly laughed.

As expected, Jules is not wrong.

While the legendary song continued, Yoon Yi Seol leaned on Minho when he applied his head.

* * *

“Well, what did you say? ”

“Another singer's coming into Starpeace. ”

“No, before that, his name was……. ”

“Joong-ho Park? ”

The ball manager's heart sank. I didn't want Min-ho to think about what the standards were for caring about people anymore.

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relic: Orgol of a brilliant composer

effect: When I turn the reel, I think of a variety of melodies that can gain public empathy.

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Next time, it'll be late Thursday.