146. Exclusive Concert
I wanted to ask if the filming could be postponed, or if I could just go a little early or late today.
If there’s something I’m desperate for, it’s just one thing.
When I started working and at the moment I signed the contract, that was the only thing I wanted.
Please make my beloved Luca shine a little more.
The reason I can’t see Luca’s solo concert like this is…
No. Why on earth am I doing this?
I want to see that one.
I’m doing this because I want to see Doa perform well and have fun.
But this is just my situation.
When I remembered the atmosphere of the filming set, my body trembled like a learned fear.
I went in front of the director and said, ‘Please postpone filming because I have to watch my favorite vertuber’s concert.’ There was no way I could say something like this.
Even if we are achieving overwhelming results, it would be close to impossible, but if I were to hold myself back and say something like this…
“Um… Manager…”
“Yes.”
“What time do you expect to finish today?”
“I came here to film at night, so wouldn’t there be a high probability that I would have to stay until dawn?”
“There’s no such thing as finishing early… Right?”
If the will is not there, all you can hope for is a miracle.
The manager put his foot on the brake and sighed.
“If Taemin does well without making any mistakes, it will definitely end a little earlier.”
It wasn’t particularly wrong, so I rested my chin and looked out the window.
Yes. If I don’t do anything strange, it will finish early.
That would also be correct.
I practiced really hard.
Doah was also busy at the end of the concert, so I couldn’t even see her face, and there were many days when she would practice until dawn in the practice room until she was hoarse and then return home.
She told me to tell her at work if I needed anything, and even the teacher helped me with my classes every day from morning to 10 p.M.
But my confidence, which was barely a handful, prevented me from showing 100% of my skills during practice, and my image showed no signs of improving.
Working hard wasn’t important.
Doing it well is important.
These days, I can feel with my whole body that the world of adults is cold.
“I talked to the teacher, and he said Taemin’s acting is getting better, so he will be able to do well.”
The manager must have been embarrassed when I didn’t answer, so he gave me encouragement from the side, telling me to cheer up.
“…Is that so?”
“It’s okay to tell you not to die, Taemin. In fact, there are not many rookies who do well from the beginning. “If you do well, you’re not a rookie.”
As expected, the manager has quite a bit of experience, so he explains various stories.
Rookies in the idol world don’t even say such things because they don’t have any expectations.
The directors all do that because they have affection for Taemin and want him to do well.
I got out of the car, hearing the inconsolable words in one ear and letting them out of the other.
Today’s filming location is the company office set.
All kinds of equipment were lined up in front of the escalator.
We tried our best to smile and greet each other energetically, but there was no friendly feeling like during the first filming.
I knew very well that not everyone liked me that much.
“Let’s begin. Cue.”
Yes. If you don’t make a NG, you might be able to see the end of the concert.
“Chief. “I don’t want to be that mean to the manager.”
“You have children overseas. “I think my father would be very sad if he lost his job.”
The first scene is a conversation inside the office.
I took a sip of the coffee in my cup and smiled wickedly at him.
“I don’t like such heartbreaking stories either.”
Every time I took a step, the sound of my shoes hit my ears loud and clear.
“It’s the last time.”
I approached the actor who played the role of the director and bent down to make eye contact.
“There is no next time.”
The manager looks at me with trembling eyes.
“Cut!”
After hearing the director’s call, I returned to an alert posture and turned to look in that direction.
“I will move on to the next scene.”
There was no praise or criticism, but there was a joy that could not be concealed at having finished it in one go.
Wouldn’t it be possible to finish really early if we do this?
I briefly checked my cell phone while I was not filming.
There was a notification at the top that Luca’s concert had started.
…I guess it has started.
The intro must have been very flashy, right?
What song are you singing right now?
I’m sure you’re drooling over the avatars of the Pingtukdan kids.
I thought I’d just take a quick look since it’s okay to not hear the sound.
Wow… The number of viewers exceeds 40,000.
I see it a lot.
With the song I performed in front of so many people…
From noble mtl dot com
After swallowing my saliva, I put my phone back and took out the script book.
Yes. You can go home and watch the full version again.
This would be better than getting spoiled for no reason.
The next scene I have to film is the conversation scene with the female protagonist in front of the company lobby.
When she gave the signal to start, I again gathered my emotions and looked at her with an expressionless face.
“You… don’t look at me funny.”
“I never looked down on you.”
It was a scene of fierce nerves.
The heroine glared at me with her venomous face.
“Do you think Taesung will get upset if you say that?”
“If you say this is all because of Shin Ho-yeon…”
I strain my eyes and try to make as creepy a voice as I can.
“I won’t leave you alone.”
“Cut!”
I think the lines were delivered perfectly without any mistakes.
I was hoping for an OK sign.
“Taemin.”
After finishing monitoring, the director called my name.
“Yes.”
“I think it would be better to go a little more fiercely. “You’re so gentle now.”
“I understand!”
Is this mild?
I said I understood, but I thought I was really fierce, so I was wondering how to make it more fierce.
Nevertheless, I repeat the same performance again with a sharper attitude.
“Mr. Taemin. What if I do it the same way? “Why don’t you try making it a little more scary and creepy?”
…Isn’t this one too?
I don’t know what to do beyond this.
This was not a school.
A space where there are no teachers who smile kindly and answer questions when asked.
I couldn’t find the answer myself, but the slate went down again.
The exact same scene was being repeated for the 7th time.
“Mr. Taemin Han!”
I already experienced it once, so I knew very well what that cry contained.
A signal that the director’s patience has reached its limit.
“Be fierce. This is a scene that shouldn’t be done with such a stupid, innocent face! How many times have you said the same thing now?”
“…I’m sorry.”
But I don’t know.
I really don’t know.
What should I do?
They told me to just do this when taking class.
Even though I held on tightly, it was not enough to stop my trembling hands.
“If you give me feedback, listen to it! Yes? Or is it because my words seem too easy? What is it? Why.”
“Sorry.”
I have to apologize, but I can’t breathe well.
The trembling gets more and more intense.
The pain came as if someone was strangling my neck.
“Ah…”
“…Are you okay?”
When I couldn’t overcome the pain and collapsed, the staff, including the director, came running towards me.
“Sorry…”
That was my last memory before I lost consciousness.
* * *
[Everyone~ Thank you so much for joining us today~]
Inside the VR world where numerous Pintuk avatars are waving light sticks.
Now was the time to end this heart-wrenching solo concert.
[I really enjoyed today because I felt like I had an experience I would never forget again, and I hope you will continue to show a lot of love to our Closer!]
When he closed one eye and winked, the light sticks swayed more violently from side to side.
[The other members’ solo concerts are also scheduled, so I hope you’re looking forward to it~ Bye~]
The concert ends with a wave of hands.
When I took off the VR device, I was covered in sweat, but I felt very proud.
I think it would have been nice if my brother had seen this too.
Have you seen anything?
I was a little reluctant to contact them first since I was out filming, so I continued to express my gratitude to all the staff and members who helped with the concert.
Perhaps because it is a VR World Concert, there is no company dinner.
I felt comfortable with that, but also a little disappointed.
I think it would be nice to have a meal with all the members together after Closure is over.
I sat down on the mini sofa inside the studio and finally took out my phone and checked it.
Several calls from my brother’s number.
Is it already over?
But there was something a little strange about it.
The time when the call came was when I was in the middle of a concert.
You probably knew it was on air.
Did I bet wrong?
I’m not sure, but I called to confirm.
[Hello.]
[Hello?]
The voice of a man I don’t know, not my brother.
I was surprised and asked his identity in a voice full of caution.
[Who… Who are you?]
[Mr. Kim Do-ah. Is this correct?]
[That’s right…]
My brother… Collapsed…?
Why…?
Why…?
Before I could hear the answer, my feet started running out of the studio.