Chapter 38: Signs of a Crack


    Drink me, you can use me. Right now, I feel like youre breaking me, poison, this feeling is even sweeter.


    Lets start over from now.


    It felt like a miracle that Seon-woo finished so quickly, since there was no big difference between him and me.


    Kyunghwa frowned as he got tired of the repeated NG derations.


    Well I objectively saw that I wasckingpared to Seon-woo. But wasnt Kyunghwa good enough?


    I didnt understand why he was so strict about it. Its not like I was trying to feed him.


    Lets try one more time. You can do better, hyung.


    Thetter sentence was meant to be encouraging, but it didnt feel that way to the person involved.


    In the end, we had to record the same part not once, but three more times, until Ye-jun spat out an angry sound.


    Um Ill just use the version I kept earlier. Lets move on to the next one.


    He made us suffer like this for a re-recording. I understood that he wanted to do well, but.


    It was inevitable that the person who suffered would be annoyed. Besides, Ye-jun was not a verified professional PD, but a member of the same team, so that made it worse.


    Besides, Seon-woo finished too early as the first batter.


    And Kyunghwa got a part that he didnt really want to do, so he was twisted from the first button.


    I should have done the first part instead of giving it up, as long as he didnt think the same thing.


    Thats how Kyunghwa also spent a simr amount of time as me, and then it was Seong-wons turn.


    Start.


    Unlike us, who waited for Ye-juns standby sign before entering the booth, Seong-won took the lead in recording.


    And he proved that vocal S was not a vain grade.


    Its so annoying that he sings so well.


    It was a childish emotion for an adult to feel. Rather than jealousy, what can I say, when theres such a difference, I cant help but envy him.


    He was perfect, even with the high notes he screamed with ad-libs.


    At this rate, hes iparable to Naru or Noru.


    If Seong-won had seeded in appearing on Teenager Singer Star, he wouldnt have had any reason to be mixed up with these members.


    Seong-won hyung sings really well


    Seon-woo uttered a long sigh of admiration. Even those who didnt like Seong-won had to admit it.


    Seong-wons recording ended in less than 20 minutes. It was such a fast progress that it made me worry about what if Ye-jun nitpicked him childishly.


    You you didnt finish it quickly because you didnt want to hear it anymore, did you?


    Kyunghwa asked with narrowed eyes, and Ye-jun snapped back as if he was wronged.


    What do you think of me, hyung? I know how to separate work and personal matters.


    Well, thats good, but it ended too soon.


    Theres nothing toin about. I have ears to listen, too.


    You brat, then did you make us suffer so much because our mouths were bad? I didntin openly, but instead gulped down the water that was on the table.


    How are you going to do your part?


    I have a way to do it all.


    Ye-jun stuck out his tongue and went into the recording studio.


    I was sleepy from listening to the same part of the rap for almost an hour.


    Hey, you guys, the staff. Dont fall asleep there.


    Ye-junined with a dissatisfied voice, but no one could listen to him.


    We had dinner early and started recording at 6 p.m., but it was already past midnight.


    Solo singers who sing the whole song by themselves sometimes have to digest more than four hours of recording alone.


    That must be really hard to talk after that.


    I waited for Ye-juns recording to end while holding back my sleep.


    Soon, he finished the recording and came out, and I gave him a half-hearted apuse.


    Wow.


    Theres no soul, no soul.


    Of course not. Ye-jun grumbled and sat down in front of the equipment again.


    You guys go ahead. This is the real work from now on.


    Then why did you hold us for more than an hour? Ye-jun looked at me and smirked as if he saw through me.


    Of course. You need at least one audience to get energized.


    Anyway, he said whatever he wanted. I didnt have the energy to argue, so I just nodded.


    The manager checked the studio entrance earlier and left for another schedule.


    We had to take a taxi to go home.


    There are four of us do you want one person to sit in the front and three in the back, or do you want to call two cars?


    I asked, thinking of the cost reduction when I was Lim Hyun-seong, and the three of them twisted their faces at the same time.


    Two of them openly red, and one of them didnt know what to do.


    Isnt it too narrow?


    Im against one car unless I sit in the front.


    Who wants to squeeze in with three people?


    So we settled on calling two cars.


    Donte toote. Making the sound source is not that urgent.


    More than the sound source finding the choreography was the biggest problem right now.


    We left Ye-jun in the studio and went outside the building, and two taxis were waiting for us side by side.


    Well go together.


    Seon-woo and Kyunghwa, who came down the stairs first, grabbed the back seat and the passenger seat respectively and waved their hands.


    Naturally, Seong-won and I got in the same car.


    Which side is morefortable?


    As I asked, looking back and forth between the passenger seat and the back seat, Seong-won didnt answer and opened the passenger seat door.


    Anyway, with that personality.


    Tsk. I snorted lightly and sat in the back seat. Was it because I sang the same song over and over?


    Thud, the car door closed and nothing but the engine sound was heard, and the melody was spinning in my head.


    I want to sing.


    I thought I wouldnt think about it anymore after singing it out, but. Instead of recording separately like this, piecing together the pieces of the wound.


    I want to sing together on stage.


    My heart was pounding already, thinking about how cool it would be when the result I nned all night was revealed to the world.


    It was the same feeling as when I was working as a nning staff.


    The day before participating in various exhibitions, or the day beforeunching a new product for arge project.


    Even though theres still a long way to go before we actually stand in front of the public.


    I wondered what it would feel like to sing not in the recording studio, where nothing but my breathing and the apaniment could be heard, but in front of hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of people.


    It was a sensation that businessman Lim Hyun-seong would never have known until he died.


    In the awkward air with Seong-won, I returned to the dorm, immersed in a strange sentiment.


    Take a shower and go to bed.


    As I entered the room after leaving a brief greeting, Seon-woo, who had arrived a little earlier, was taking out his pajamas.


    Did you not talk much with Kyunghwa in the car?


    I was worried about Kyunghwas expression, which was not very good after he finished recording his part.


    Yeah, he said he was going to use the bathroom in the living room first, so I just said okay.


    Good job.


    I had no energy to move any more, so I buried my head in the pillow first.


    There were two bathrooms in the dorm. One was upied by Kyunghwa, so the bathroom in our room was empty.


    Go and take a shower quickly. Dont let Seong-won take your turn.


    I dont mind if Seong-won hyung showers first.


    He was too naive. But he had the ambition to take care of his part, so that was fine. I closed my eyes while waiting for my turn in the bathroom.


    Theres nothing urgent to do tomorrow Theres still some time left until the cover shoot.


    Then I could sleep in a little. I nced at the phone screen and it was already almost 2 oclock.


    I should have brought Ye-jun back without overdoing it.


    Producing was also a work that required inspiration. I couldnt stop him from doing it quickly when he felt the need.


    Its his life, his business. What can I do?


    I stopped thinking and emptied my mind. It was enough to enjoy a rare day off.


    ***


    The next morning. I skipped breakfast and woke up at 11 oclock, and Seon-woo and Kyunghwa were nowhere to be seen.


    Ye-jun must havee home after the sun rose, as he was lying dead in his clothes.


    Ill have to ask him.


    I tried not to show my dislike and knocked on Seong-wons door.


    Are you awake?


    There was a sound of him tossing and turning for a moment, and then a voice.


    Come in.


    I turned the handle and pulled it in. Seong-won greeted me with a neat face that looked like he hadnt even washed it.


    Why?


    He was so curt.


    I dont see Seon-woo and Kyunghwa.


    They went to the gym.


    Kyunghwa? Howe?


    Kyunghwa was also receiving PT to take care of his body, but he didnt bother to go unless it was PT time.


    How should I know? If you have nothing else to ask, get out.


    Tsk, Seong-won spat out his tongue and fiddled with his phone.


    Ill go out even if you dont tell me to.


    I snapped back and closed the door. It was an attitude that had nothing to do with adult dignity, but I didnt care.


    Attitudees from status. I felt that I was changing a little bit as I became a twenty-four-year-old kid after living as a business tycoon that others looked up to.


    After finishing the rude conversation, I got a call from the manager.


    He should know that today is a day off. Whats going on?


    I answered the phone with a question.


    Yes, hyung. Whats up?


    As I answered the phone in a rxed tempo, the manager gasped and asked me.


    -Are all the kids in the dorm? Why isnt Kyunghwa answering the phone?


    Well, he might not notice the phone if hes concentrating on working out. I answered in a dry tone.


    Kyunghwa and Seon-woo went to work out. Whats going on?


    -Then the ones in the dorm are you, Ye-jun, and Seong-won, right?


    Yes, but Ye-jun is still asleep because he overdid it yesterday.


    Then I heard a groan from the other side of the phone.


    -Im going to pick you up right now. You and Seong-won get ready to go out. Well use a regr shop near the broadcasting station for hair and makeup.


    I couldnt understand what he was saying with the sudden call.


    Hyung, it sounds like we have some schedule booked or something.


    -Kang Yu-geon, that bastard, ran away from his variety show schedule without saying anything. We have to find a guest recement urgently, but theres no one avable right now. You guys have to go, so get ready.


    What?


    I had just woken up and I didnt know what was going on.


    -Im having a hard time driving while talking, so hurry up and get ready!


    And then he hung up the phone without listening to the answer.


    This is crazy I knocked on Seong-wons door again with a dumbfounded expression. It wasnt that I wanted to do it.


    Get dressed ande out.


    What is it?


    Seong-won opened the door and looked at me with a crooked expression.


    Manager hyung said we have to go out as a guest recement for a variety show.


    Just the two of us?


    I dont know. Maybe two is enough. Hell be here soon, so get dressed.


    Seong-won showed his reluctance and dragged his body. Then he shouted like a teenage son.


    Get out, I have to change!


    He was a guy who had no trouble at all.