Poten

PM 08: 20

[Examiner preparing to become a police officer for several years. The dream of being a cop since I was a kid has not stopped, it's an aggressive personality that likes to exercise and go out and play, and a written exam is catching up to me.

After studying, my first passion became more and more urgent, more shy, and I ran out of stamina. Twenty-nine years old.

Stressed out, I became dependent on TV. Looking at drama and entertainment programs, the weather is slowing, lazy, less time studying. I just hate this.

It's not easy to put all the world's attention behind you. No matter what you say, I won't give up. You're both smart, so help me out.]

“You've been under a lot of stress because of your studies. Study. It's not difficult. ”

As soon as Jinkyu heard the first story, she became relaxed as if she were a Ph.D. in psychology. On the contrary, Min-ho was sitting there dazed with flashy headphones, but he was completely distracted.

“I've only seen two basic manuscripts and donation issues. I'm tired of watching too much. Your ankle gets caught in the written exam because you can't focus when you're studying. Multiple choice questions from instructors, mock exams, and internet lectures. There's so much to see, but there's only one thing that matters in studying. ”

He is proudly tied up.

“The effective process reduces frustration and eventually reduces stress. ”

Baek Cheolhwan smiled at Jinkyu for a moment, but soon he managed to manage his expression and put it on the microphone.

“It was a way for Mr. Jinkyu to study. ”

Baek Hye-hwan glanced at Min-ho for a moment.

“Do you have anything to add? ”

“Oh, I...”

Minho met his eyes. While touching the headphones, my gaze stayed on the surrounding landscape. I was surprised at the feeling that I was just sitting here as a 20-year DJ.

Familiar chairs. Familiar microphones. Familiar stories.

Even sitting in the same room, there was such a big difference in vision. Minho recalled the story he had just heard and said in a very stable tone.

“Shouldn't we ask her another question before we teach her how to study? ”

“You don't think so? ”

Bae Cheolhwan asked, and the Sim writer and the PD who were watching outside became an interesting face. Jingyu was excited and snorted. He laughed at me as if I was discussing what I was studying in high school.

“Do you really want to be a cop? I think you should check it out first. ”

“Hey, I've been dreaming about this job since I was a kid. ”

Jinkyu said, "Don't be ridiculous."

Minho smiled softly. Earlier, I thought he was just a selfish and sharp person, but now he was a god who was trying his best to rise a little. Just cute.

“Jinkyu is right. That's why I think we should think about it. ”

Minho said, relaxed.

“You said you hate watching TV to relieve stress? I wonder if you're obsessed with studying because of what you can see. ”

You nod as if you feel empathy for him. Minho said with a touch of his headphones.

“No matter what you say, I won't give up. I don't think it's right that you're asking for help thinking like this. He's already admitting it in one corner, but he's resisting. What's so bad about watching TV? I just enjoy what I like, and there's no reason to feel guilty about it. ”

DJ insights that have read and told you so many stories. Minho felt a good picture of what the man in this story would think.

“Isn't there someone who's expecting me to be a cop? What's the big deal if you don't become a cop? I think the premise of concern should change. ”

The writer immediately posted a text from the person who posted the story to the monitor.

Baek Cheolhwan reads it.

“You're giving me a fundamental problem. I guess you pushed me too hard because you didn't work hard. I opened my eyes, thanks to Kang Min-ho. ”

Minho told the microphone.

“If you're sure you want to become a cop, make sure you follow Jinkyu's study law. ”

When I could spare the competition, I was immediately blocked.

[Good response. 10,000 character breaks!]

The reinforcement received a signal from the PD and began the cleanup.

“It's been a long time since we've had a music tour board. I'll listen to the ad and continue to get the story. ”

PM 08: 40

[After making the 'The Sound Of Silence’ in House 1, we announce the second house as‘ The Sound Of Silence ’. Those who used to work as duos named Tom and Jerry...]

“I know! I know that!”

I raised my hand excitedly before I could even see it. Baek Cheolhwan smiled and said, "Calm down."

“Tell me about Jinkyu. ”

“Simon and Garfunkel! ”

“That's right. Simon and Garfunkel's The Sound of Silence. Then let's hear the song first. ”

Jinkyu looked at Minho, who was delighted as the song flowed. I showed myself that no matter how well I took the quiz, I couldn't hold on to my musical knowledge.

‘Son, you're working hard. ’

Minho clapped his insides. The quiz was not important at the moment. The pop song that flowed from the speaker itself caught my attention.

In '67, a scene from the film "Graduate" was passed around in my mind, and I still knew what I was feeling even though I didn't know the lyrics. I enjoyed a dazzling moment of juicy guitar and harmony overlapping over Dustin Hoffman, who was grabbing the bride's hand and running through the dining room.

Min-ho opened his eyes and met his eyes as he was enjoying music.

“Have you ever graduated? ”

“Well, nobody didn't see that movie in our day. But you know that old movie where your young friend is? ”

“My father loved it. ”

The approximate surrounding Minho smiled as she felt all the emotions of the stars thanks to her sparkling headphones.

[Five seconds ago.]

Baek Cheolhwan said with a mouth on the microphone.

“The Sound of Silence. Some of you may not know the title. It was a well-known film graduate OST. I heard Minho saw this movie. ”

“I remember a little bit of what my father saw. I think the actress who graduated was very pretty. ”

“I agree.”

Bae Cheolhwan and Minho smiled together.

“In the case of Simon & Garfunkel's Bridgeover Trouble Water," many of you will know it by the translated name, "Become a Rough World Bridge." By the time this song came out, this duo had been disbanded. It was in '69. It was' 68... ”

Min-ho, who saw the grappling belly ring, said.

“It's 1970, since we broke down four houses. ”

“Oh, right. 70 years. I heard you were a quiz show winner. You really know a lot. ”

Baek Cheolhwan says thanks.

Jinkyu took the quiz herself, but as soon as I started talking about music, I was dumbfounded by this situation.

* * *

PM 08: 55

I was looking at the bulletin board, said the PD.

“The listener's reaction explosion today. Especially that guy's. I can run for office on my boat teacher's day off. ”

“I see.”

Even the Sim writer who was watching Minho and Jinkyu as he was making closing remarks nodded with a happy face.

Jiaying.

The PD didn't sign the ad to DJ, but he felt the phone ring and held it in his hand.

“Yes, glasses. ”

While listening to the voice across the phone for a while, the PD stood up and yelled angrily.

“Stop? What's that supposed to mean? It's a six-month fixed term contract, right? ”

As he spoke up, all the steps in the studio turned their attention.

“I don't know how good AT Entertainment is, but I've never seen a man beat his ass like this! What, you're doing a show today? I don't need it!”

Minho and Jinkyu finished their greetings while the PD was grumbling. Strangely enough, the two people noticed that the atmosphere was unsettling.

The writer quickly approached and greeted them.

“You've both been through a lot. ”

“No, I'm not.”

Since the middle of the corner, Jinkyu continued to walk out of the studio lonely.

“I had fun today. ”

Min-ho said hello and went out.

Soon after they left, The PD threw the script they were holding onto the floor.

“Give me ten! ”

The ad went in for a long time, so she looked outside while drinking water and resting.

“No PD. What's the matter?"

When Baek Cheolhwan reaches into the microphone, the PD sits down and says,

“Don't you have a live friend at the end of chapter two? He's not going to join the company called AT this time. ”

“It's a big company. That's great.”

“Teacher!"

The PDs who raised their voices sank their hearts with the appearance of reinforcement that was no different than usual.

“Think well. You're the one who brought me here to grow up. ”

“I was so angry that I told you not to come. Let's just do the last two songs today. ”

Baek Cheolhwan pondered for a moment and said.

“See if there's a singer out there. ”

PM 08: 56

Jinkyu, standing at the door of Studio 3, pressed down on the boiling temperament while looking at Minho, who followed.

“Let's never look again. I'm going to use your dynasty again. ”

Minho didn't feel like he was coming because he had taken off his sparkly headphones, but nonetheless he was not annoyed by Jinkyu's grumbling.

Broadcasting went well.

“Nice to meet you.”

Minho reached out his hand. Jinkyu, who had been looking for a while, sighed and shook his hand and turned away. Minho smiled.

Where's the ball manager, by the way? ’

Minho lifted his cell phone to let me know it was over, and his eyes widened as he looked at the one sitting in the lobby chair. He was a man in the early thirties who was carrying a guitar with a subtle light.

"Guitar is a favourite? ’

Minho's eyes turned. I was envious of him who couldn't even handle a recorder well in school. It was obvious that it was hiding the power associated with playing.

“Hey!"

The target flinches as you run into the middle of the month. Minho asked, "I don't know, because he was so naive looking for a tall man."

“I'm sorry about that guitar, but can I just play it once? ”

“Here?”

Minho nodded with an excited look in his eyes.

“Are you, by any chance, the music tour broadcaster? ”

“Oh, right. ”

“You heard me. You're Kang Min-ho, right?”

A man pointed to a live radio app on his phone.

“Phew, thanks for listening. ”

“Here you go."

Minho greeted me and gave me the guitar with a light smile. Min-ho, who received the guitar with a cheerful expression, sits flabby next to the opposing team.

Tyring.

Even though I didn't know the code at all, I could see that it was code A. It is well coordinated.

What should we do yesterday?

The answer to that question came naturally to my body. Even though there was no song to play, my finger started to move by itself.

What came out of the guitar was a familiar accompaniment to the ear. Following a level of rhythm, the passers-by paused and cast their eyes toward the bench. The man also looked at Minho surprised.

Minho, who was playing in a trance, realized that this was the music of an Indian singer that he had heard on the morning broadcast.

‘What was his name? ’

“Lee Sang Gun!”

Someone walks out of the hall of the radio studio screaming. The man who was listening to Minho's play stood up.

“Me?”

“Lee Sang Gun?”

“Yes.”

Minho realized that she was the voice of a Sim writer and stopped playing. Sim also found Minho and buried him briefly. And I got straight to the point.

“I'm a music travel composer. Do you think you can make it live in about 40 minutes? ”

“Me?”

I looked at the Sim writer with a trembling face.

“Ms. Baek Cheolhwan is looking for you. ”

“Oh, how.... ”

“Soon after the advertisement ended, I went first. Please come to Studio 3. ”

The Sim writer disappears into the studio as he walks away. I realized that the ideal that I could not tell if it was a dream or a dream was real, and lowered my waist to 90 degrees towards the studio.

“Thank you!”

“Here...”

Minho returned the guitar to the idealist. The panicked ideals disappeared into the studio.

What's going on? ’

Minho tilted his head and lifted his cell phone to contact the ball manager. In the meantime, there was already a text from the ball manager.

[I'm in a meeting with a talent PD, so it should take about 30 minutes. There's a cafe near the lobby, so please wait there. Oh, it was a good show.]

The ball manager seemed to split the 24 hours into 72 pieces and use them neatly. There doesn't seem to be much time left in the rain.

‘Anyway, I'm enthusiastic. ’

Minho realized that she was in a cafe and had consumed a lot of coffee today and turned her eyes inside the station.

Let's have a look around. ’

If you run around and meet the stars, you'll be a sight for sore eyes. It's better to meet a pretty girl star like the West Galaxy.

PM 09: 20

“Lee Sang Gun, why are you falling like this? ”

“Oh... I'm sorry. ”

The PD watched the ideals of practicing live and kicked their tongues out saying they wouldn't be able to use them.

“Twenty minutes to air. I'm going to record it if you don't mind. Do it right. ”

The case was breathable. Teacher Bae Cheolhwan gave me a special opportunity, but I was so nervous when I went live on a music trip.

I started singing again, playing the song before the planting day.

The voice was somewhat out, but the guitar accompaniment was still poor. I felt my fingertips tremble at every glance of the PD inside.

“How do I get on the air with this? Lee Sang Gun. Let's replace it with MR instead of playing. Just sing.”

Because he was a poor Indian singer, he was not able to carry his music separately. But if I said no, it seemed like an opportunity would be lost.

The ideals I was thinking about reminded me of Kang Minho playing his guitar in the lobby.

“Please wait a minute! ”

It is likely that he has already left, but he ran out of Studio 3 with the hope of his work. In one month, he ran to the lobby, circling the area, but he was nowhere to be seen but the station officials.

“Ah…! ”

I drooped back to the studio, and the case was cold.

How long have you been indie? I can't believe you kicked the best chance you got! You're still where you are. It was natural not to rise.

“It's all ruined.... ”

I stood at the door of Studio 3 and shook my head. No. He told me not to look at the ground.

At that moment, he found a young man leaning toward the radio studio across the hall from where he had run.

“Kang Min-ho!"

Kang Min-ho turned his head after chasing after the girl group appearing on the 10 o'clock radio and lost her sight in front of his nose.

“Huh? Me? ”

“Yes!”

PM 09: 45

Writer Sim thought that the biggest broadcast accident in 20 years of musical travel might occur by alternating the ideals standing tense in front of Kang Minho and Mike sitting around holding a guitar.

“Mr. Boat. Think again. ”

He smiled softly and said in the PD's voice.

“Hey, no PD. You and I both love music. These guys are the same. So relax. ”

Tiering.

[Where are you?]

Minho checked the ball manager's text and sent a short reply.

[Performing two musical tours.]

[?????]

I saw the wide-eyed ball manager's face. I have asked you to seriously accompany me, but Minho said yes without thinking much about the joy of being able to play guitar beautifully.

“1 minute left on the ad. ”

Anomalies to the voices of the PD have become more tense. The reinforcement that was watching him quietly rises.

“The Counselor is in the lyrics of your song. ”

“Yes, sir. ”

“Even the efforts of dreaming faded thirty-three youth. I think the lyrics are wrong. You're still dreaming, aren't you? I want to tell your song to more people. This place is a platform for that dream. ”

I started to feel a little nervous from the look on my face. Minho also admired the 20-year DJ's internal affairs. Then I noticed a small light on the sparkling headphones on the table.

"Huh?"

All I've seen so far is that once I touched it, I no longer saw a light. That's why I thought it would disappear as soon as I touched it, realizing that there was hidden power in the object.

I touched the scissors again today, and this guitar. But the headphones were glowing again.

"Why?"

Minho was curious and held a sparkling headphone in his hand.

“Five seconds to commercial! ”

Lee looked at Kang Min-ho.

“Please, Minho. ”

Minho put flashy headphones on her neck in a daze. And I prepared the seminal song "Dreaming Youth."

Come with me!

I started with the same code, but my rhythm was different. I felt the odds and changed my face, but the rhythm was the same, so I calmly put the first lyrics in my mouth.

What is this? ’

Minho thought about flashing headphones after a change of warmer feeling that was different from what he had heard in the morning. Because of this, I felt like the rhythm of the original song was more abundant.

While singing the song, I was surprised at this and looked at Minho. Minho started to enjoy the peculiar phenomenon that headphones and guitars create just by smiling.

The echo of the song inside the booth spread out into the national anthem, riding the transmission tower. Soon after the LIVE was over, I turned my eyes to Minho with reddened eyes.

“Thank you, Minho. ”

“You're welcome.”

Minho smiled calmly, thanks to his sparkling headphones. The idea was that the smile resembled the belly button.

Sim, who was watching the monitor, was surprised to see the word 'live music trip’ floating in the top of the real-time search. On Fridays, TV shows come in first place and they get it on the radio.

“Sanghan, why are you crying? You're doing great.”

“No, sir. ”

He glanced at the scratching of his head with satisfactory eyes. And I turned my gaze to Minho, who made me play well. The more I look at him, the more I like him.

“Good job to you, too. ”

“Thanks to you. ”

“Thanks to me? ”

Seeing Minho around his neck with his sparkly headphones, he smiled softly.

[5 seconds before the ad ends.]

On-Air is on fire and the reinforcement is put on the microphone.

“The studio is very warm at the Surprise Live of two young people. And I think those of you who are listening are done. I think so. A good live is not how well you sing the original song, but how well you make the person you're listening to rejoice or be moved. Friday night music trip is over. Producer Glasses, Writer Symbora. I was a disc zaki reinforcement. ”

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object: Shiny headphones with reinforcement

effect: A 20-year DJ's insight and musical sensitivity can be shared.

object: Poor musician's guitar

effect: Abnormal songs can be played at the original composer level.

cross object: 2 sets of professional sessions for headphones and vents

effect: It allows for a accompaniment with a warm feeling curve.

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* Opening remarks and psychological consultation section of the reincarnation circle were used as a reference for real radio.

- Baek Yoon's Music Camp/Unique Counseling Center