"Minhyuk, your eyes!" Han Dongxuan screamed in shock, and at a certain moment just now, what appeared in Jiang Minhyuk's eyes made him shudder.

"What's wrong, Director Han?" Kang Min-hyuk looked over naturally, and there was nothing abnormal.

"I just saw you lose your mind and look in a daze, so I screamed." Han Dongxuan looked at it for a long time, the doubts in his heart gradually dissipated, how could a young man who didn't know anything about the world in his eyes have such terrifying eyes, just that moment, he must have seen it wrong.

"I was just thinking about Quan Bao'er's debut, and I felt that she was really ready for everything, and I was confused for a while with envy." Kang Min-hyuk smiled and asked out loud: "Director Han, you said, is Kwon Bo-a'er's debut path unique in South Korea, either a tragic failure or a brilliant success?" ”

"That's natural, although I don't know much about the specific details, but the company's emphasis on Quan Baoer can be seen by anyone." Han Dongxuan heard the meaning of emulation in Jiang Minhyuk's voice, and prudently persuaded: "She is different from yours, and no one can follow Quan Bao'er, she is different." ”

"Everyone is different, she is different, and I am not necessarily worse than her." Kang Min-hyuk left this sentence and left on his own, disappearing around the corner of the corridor.

"Strength, favorable conditions, good opportunities, I want to be superior to others, win at the starting line, these three are indispensable." Kang Min-hyuk is well aware that in order to achieve the most perfect debut possible, he must be the best in these three aspects.

Advantages and opportunities are much more difficult than strength, because he doesn't have any special abilities to help him get them.

If Kang Min-hyuk wants to make his debut in Japan and succeed, he must overcome two huge obstacles:

1. Make Koreans think that it is right for him to make his debut in Japan.

Second, let Japan accept and be happy to praise him as an outsider.

"South Korea, Japan, South Korea, how do you connect them?" The two kingdoms kept colliding in Kang Min-hyuk's mind, and suddenly a spark of inspiration burst out, and he thought of a major event that closely linked Korea and Japan:

2002 Korea-Japan World Cup.

"Since it's the World Cup, we need a theme song, and even though I'm not a great arranger, I have all kinds of rap rhythms in my head that I won't forget, and if I keep reassembling them, I'm sure I'll be able to create something new."

Kang Min-hyuk's eyes lit up, and the various rhythms in his mind gave him a "sense of absolute rhythm" that others did not have, and what was needed for such a bloody event as the World Cup was a rhythm that could mobilize people's hearts more!

Since April 2000, for three months, Kang Min-hyuk has been doing a series of boring things repeatedly, just like the process on the process line, striving for perfection and not allowing the slightest mistake.

One after another rhythmic raps were sorted out under his repeated scrutiny, and Kang Min-hyuk said them as carefully as he could, recorded them properly, and sent them to the person in charge of collecting the theme song of the 2002 Korea-Japan World Cup.

And all this expenses depend on Kang Min-hyuk's returned pocket money, which really puts all the funds to use. Of course, Han Dongxuan's help to him is inevitable.

From April to July, Kang Min-hyuk worked hard, and the funds that had finally been slumped were shrinking at a visible rate, but he was still desperate, aiming to improve his reputation through this means and make his Rap strength recognized by more people.

For this purpose, he put a lot of thought into it, and he often included a pure accompaniment without rap in his rap jokes, so as to produce a strong sense of contrast, so that people who don't understand can hear how rhythmic his rap is.

On July 22, Kang Min-hyuk once again entrusted Han Dongxuan to help him deliver his recording, but Han Dongxuan waved his hand, not wanting to help him do such a meaningless thing.

"Minhyuk, if you still insist on this, I advise you to give up, no matter how big a battle is in the Korea-Japan World Cup, no matter how you choose, you will not choose your rap as the theme song." Han Dongxuan persuaded him seriously, wanting Kang Min-hyuk to completely dispel this fantasy that was more dreaming than a dream.

Kang Min-hyuk had an unpredictable smile on his face and asked rhetorically, "Director Han, I understand what you said, but I want to continue, because my original purpose is not to choose any theme song." ”

"It's not for the theme song, so what are you for? The amount of money you've invested during this time is not a small number, and you don't have much pocket money left after saving up for so long! Han Dongxuan was confused, and he didn't understand what Jiang Minhyuk could do for such a big sacrifice.

Kang Min-hyuk said loudly, as if he was so happy with ambition in his chest: "I do so much, just to let them see my strength, let a discerning person understand my potential, decide to praise me, and give me a good chance to debut!" ”

"Do you know how many recordings are sent there every month? Finding you is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Han Dongxuan laughed dumbly, feeling that Kang Minhyuk had really driven himself crazy and did such a ridiculous thing.

"That's why I want to ensure quality and quantity, just to increase the probability of being seen and remembered!" Kang Min-hyuk replied loudly, sounding very reasonable.

"What's the use of that, you think they'll hear the recording and you'll be able to make your debut? That's still far away, I heard it when you first recorded me in rap, and although the rhythm was accurate, it was still almost hot. Han Dongxuan expressed his opinion. He didn't want to say such a shocking remark, and he shouldn't have said it, but now that the words are in his mouth, he really can't bear it.

Kang Min-hyuk smiled, and did not appear with a mocking expression, and asked thoughtfully: "Director Han should have listened to my rap recording at the beginning, that is, more than three months ago, you have been the head of S.M for so long, don't you know that ability is not an immutable thing?" ”

"What kind of heat can it grow in more than three months, and it can't turn the sky upside down." Han Dongxuan felt that Kang Min-hyuk's tone was a little arrogant and not very comfortable.

Kang Min-hyuk didn't respond directly, but said calmly: "Director Han, do you want to listen to the recording I brought this time and listen to my progress?" ”

"Good!" Han Dongxuan simply agreed, but he didn't take it very seriously in his heart.

Three minutes later, Kang Min-hyuk's rap rhythm rose, and Han Dongxuan stood up from the table, and his face was as if he was frozen when he heard the last movement from the beginning.

When the recording ended, Han Dongxuan didn't even forget to sit down, he recalled the rhythm of his youth just now, and asked in disbelief: "How can you make such great progress, could it be that the recording you gave me at the beginning was deliberately bad." ”

"I give you a different recording every week, and every week I improve, and over time it becomes what you hear it to be. I believe that when those people remember me and look for rap jokes with the same name, they will be moved by the persistence of that weekly one, they will be shocked by the progress of that weekly one, and they will be surging by the rhythm of that weekly one! ”

Kang Min-hyuk froze and looked at Han Dongxuan: "Director Han, if it were you, would you give up an S.M Kang Min-hyuk who loves Rap and has been showing great progress?!" ”

"That's what I've been doing for over three months, and those recordings are my cover letters!" Kang Min-hyuk closed his eyes and re-listened to the latest rhythm, the belief and adventure hidden in it that only he knew best.

He has always believed that the day that belongs to him is just around the corner!! ”