Episode 101. critical (1)
「Athena this time, it’s an old song, but you don’t know it blew up properly this time, right? listen, listen! bang bang! bang bang! It’s a song called Critical, but it’s absolutely amazing. I don’t know why I didn’t use this as the title track then. The lyricist and composer is a person named Anga…”
It was a song that Choi Yun-ho, who had come up the mountain, brought with him even a Bluetooth speaker and played it all day long.
But at the time, Athena was a mid-sized idol who had released more than 4 albums.
It was said that the song that was inserted in the album in the second album was later re-examined and became a hit.
In response, Kangsu spoke in English without going through an interpreter.
“By any chance… are there any other songs? Something more impactful and like aiming for a target…?”
At that time, I briefly recalled what Choi Yunho said about the song and the lyrics.
It could have been a song that hadn’t been made yet. Besides, the producers were originally different from the past.
Maybe the song that should have been a big hit disappeared under the influence of Kang-soo’s actions.
“target? impact? hmm······.”
Richard Taylor looked through other songs he was given to include on the album.
The guide was complete, so I played a few things.
However, all of them sounded different from the song called Critical that Kangsu had heard.
Kang-soo felt sorry for nothing. Then, in Choi Yun-ho’s voice, I slowly reflected on what I had heard.
He said that a person named ‘Angah’ wrote and composed the lyrics.
I searched on my phone and found nothing. It seemed that he was still unknown.
‘Can’t you find it?’
I even felt guilty.
At this, Kang-soo came out to the yard for a while and called Gong Chi-young.
[Are you working?]
“I am doing it. This is Richard’s Seongbuk-dong studio.”
[Ah— that Megan Taylor’s niece? But what happened?]
Gong Chi-young could hear the typing sound as if his fingers were busy.
“Find just one person or song with keywords.”
[It should come out if you hit it on the music sea or a lamp.]
“Find me. My name is Anga, and I am a person who composes and writes lyrics together. The title of the song is ‘Critical’. It may not have been officially released. Are you busy?”
The typing sound rang out rapidly without any sign of stopping.
However, the river was also an important request.
[···Take My Camera I was editing the making video for Yoo So-hyun.]
The sound just stopped.
It was because the person who saved it was Kang-soo.
[So Anga and Critical?]
“···that’s right.”
Gong Chi-young must have started searching when he heard the typing sound again.
[Ah, how is Simon doing? There is nothing to do unless there are traces of Bluton Reform.]
“I told you because there was something that was right for you.”
[what?]
“Keep installing wiretaps and cameras on Seo Myeong-won.”
So far, that’s what Kang-su did.
Gong Chi-young’s mouth burst into laughter at that answer.
[Well, it’s hard to get caught because he’s good at disguise. You said you were a professional in that way?]
“Almost like a spy. I’ve only heard of the fame, but the disguise is also like that.”
[I can show you hell instead.]
Seo Myung-Won only underwent interrogation by the prosecution after Kang Jin-Hoo was arrested.
It was not properly punished.
But there was a reason it was intentionally left that way.
This was because most of the victims of Minebooks were those who had been victimized by hidden cameras.
Seo Myeong-won had to suffer the same. In a hell where someone is watching you every moment.
Of course, it wasn’t for the rest of my life.
I was going to weave it all at once and send it off when I thought it was enough.
[First of all, angah, there is no critical search?]
“···okay?”
It could have been a song that was chosen and composed by someone from Jin Entertainment.
While Kang-soo was thinking, Princess Ah came out of the studio.
I sat down on a swing chair installed in the yard to take a break and rocked it.
“Um~ Um~ Uh~ Um~”
As the swing swayed, a humming voice flowed from the princess’s mouth.
Kang Soo, who was about to end the phone call with Gong Chi-Young, heard the sound.
“···hmm?”
It was because it was a familiar sound.
Kangsu approached the swing chair and asked Princess Ah.
“What is that song?”
“···yes? song?”
“That’s the song you just hummed.”
At that question, the princess blushed as if she was embarrassed about something.
“Well, I was humming something.”
“I like it because it sounds good. May I know what song it is?”
The princess became more embarrassed.
At this, Kang-soo tilted his head.
“…is this your own composition?”
The reason she reacted the way she does now was because it seemed like that was the only thing.
The princess didn’t answer for a while, then slowly nodded.
“Ah… isn’t there a song like the one you heard earlier?”
I didn’t know the professional terms used in music or entertainment yet.
At Kang-soo’s question, Princess Ah raised her cell phone.
“I’ve made a little bit of it.”
“Can you hear me?”
“Then… just a little…”
Princess Ah took out an earphone from her pocket, connected it to her cell phone, and gave one to Kang-su.
As the song played, the lyrics flowed along with the familiar rhythm.
The rhythm itself was monotonous and impactful, leaving a lasting feeling in my ears.
It’s not perfect, but the song that PD Choi Yoon-ho once made the mountains resonate with was certain.
If so, Angara meant that the composer and lyricist was Gongju-ah.
“If you don’t mind, why don’t you listen to this song for Richard Taylor?”
“yes? my song? How are you!”
Surprised, Princess Ah took the earphones from Kang-su and stuffed them into the front pocket of her hoodie.
In the meantime, Yoo Chae-yeon, who came out to the yard belatedly, saw that and asked.
“What are you doing?”
“… Gongjuah made a song, and I really like it.”
“Are you going?”
The princess sat down on a swing chair and shook her head so that her cheeks trembled not long after.
On the other hand, Yoo Chae-yeon was surprised to learn that Gong-ja-ah wrote the song.
Of course, there were many cases where idols composed and wrote lyrics themselves.
However, it was amazing to hear that the youngest and child-like princess in Athena made the song.
“Hey, can I listen to it too?”
“…”
This time, the princess shook her head.
It meant embarrassing.
Recognizing that, Yoo Chae-yeon bent her knees in front of Gongju-ah as if they were at eye level.
“I didn’t know Jooah made songs. Couldn’t even help I still want to hear it, can you please?”
Gongjuah was the most shy of the members.
It seemed lively, but at times it was quieter than anyone else.
Yoo Chae-yeon knew well how to treat such a princess.
“Can’t I?”
When I asked again, Gongju took out her phone and earphones that she had put in the front pocket of her hoodie.
Only then did Yoo Chae-yeon hear the song.
As the song played from the earphones in my ears, I naturally nodded my head. At the same time, Yoo Chae-yeon’s eyes widened slightly.
After the song ended, he had a determined look on his face.
“Juah, I want to play this song for Richard Taylor… can’t I?”
It was just as Kang-soo had requested.
Perhaps because of that, Gongju-ah’s eyes went to Kang-soo once and then met Yoo Chae-yeon.
It seemed that they decided to believe it because they were asking for Kang-soo and Yoo Chae-yeon.
“all right.”
“thank you.”
We all went inside together.
Inside, there was a lot of talk about the title song.
Yoo Chae-yeon got a little impatient and spoke to Richard in English.
“Richard, can you listen to this?”
“What is it?”
“This is a song made by our Athena member, Jua, so please listen to it just once. All you have to do is listen.”
“…Listen to something.”
The other songs weren’t written by Richard anyway.
As a producer, it was the role of directing the song.
This time, the song played through a speaker, not an earphone.
In the meantime, Gongju-a hugged the side of her older sister, Kim Joo-rang, and made a nervous expression.
Everyone noticed that Gongju Ah was composing music.
“…”
After a while, the song ended, and Richard Taylor was lost in thought.
“Who made this?”
“Here is this friend.”
The princess was pointed out.
Then, Richard Taylor’s mouth slightly raised.
“It’s a bit out of trend these days, and it can sound a little long when you first hear it, but… It feels good.”
“Yes? Are you okay?”
“I need to touch it a little, but how is everyone?”
When the interpreter translated it directly, the other members also nodded frantically.
“Ah, did Joo-ah write the lyrics for this?”
In response to this question, Yoo Chae-yeon’s eyes turned to Princess Ah.
“no. The lyrics were written by Joo and unnie.”
“Is there a crotch?”
Kim Joo-rang also smiled and scratched the back of his head, probably feeling embarrassed.
“Seeing JooA make a song, I wanted to try it too. Ah, but it doesn’t have to be written by me. If there is a better lyricist, of course I should do it.”
I wasn’t even greedy. I only wanted the members and the song to do well.
However, Yoo Chae-yeon thought differently.
“I still think it’s good, but how about manager Han Kang-soo?”
“I like it too. I think it suits the song well.”
At the same time, Soyun Pi and Isaiah made proud faces.
When Kim Joo-rang and Gongju-ah received compliments, they felt better.
“Then let’s work on this song. Oh, is there a separate composition file?”
“Now, wait a minute.”
I connected the file to the computer and pulled it out, as if I had been working on my cell phone.
After that, Richard was able to immerse himself in his work again.
Of course, the decision on the title song can only be known after it is properly completed, but everyone is in a good mood.
After that, we all went out together to go back to the dorm.
After the members got into the car, Kang-soo also tried to get into the driver’s seat.
“hey-“
Jo Tae-gu appeared before he knew it and stood leaning against a wall and called for Kang-soo.
“What is it?”
It was difficult to get a good response because we had a fight last time.
At this, Jo Tae-gu snorted and moved closer.
“Have you been a manager for a little over a year now?”
“Does that have anything to do with you?”
“Do you have time at night?”
“Why are you asking that?”
Jo Tae-gu glanced around and met eyes with Kim Joo-rang, who was sitting in the car.
“Did you know that our meteor is in the Southern Prison? I heard that the roommate there is Choi Tae-hoon… There is a video of Chu-rang, and a picture, to see if the child has no desire to be rehabilitated. He said he was just saying something.”
“…”
“If you understand what I mean, come to the club Big Wish in Cheongdam-dong by 10pm tonight. What if you don’t come, you know?”
After saying that, Jo Tae-gu tapped Kang-su on the cheek with his palm, then turned around and went down the alley.
Kang-soo watched it, wiped his cheek with the palm of his hand, and got into the car.
“What were you talking about?”
I was worried because Kim Joo-rang had just met eyes.
At this, Kang-soo slightly shook his head.
“It’s not a big deal. Rather, the general manager said you worked really hard today, so let’s eat something delicious.”
“Kyaaa really? Then I have tteokbokki!”
“Red Chicken!”
“I am spaghetti!”
“…Three red fish.”
The last one was a princess.
Returning life of a retired S-class mercenary