Chapter 116: Death
Lee so Young, who originally thought that going to school would soothe Moon Yeong-woo's mood a little, was completely speechless by Moon Yee-woo this time. At the same time, I was disappointed. As a 55-year-old president of an entertainment company, I have never seen or experienced what kind of people and things. Sheng Wen Yanyou's anger, but he can't be as knowledgeable as him.
also knew that he was anxious about his vocal cord problems, even if his actions were a little reckless, he was just reprimanding him. was angry after a few words of anger by him, and he still had to talk about it later. After all, what Wen Yanyou did was not lazy, did not practice, or disrespected the teacher, and was naughty and cranky. It's that being too strict with oneself leads to some disregard for the body.
When the same teacher encounters two kinds of students, they naturally have different attitudes. But now it's different, when Lee so Young entered the practice room, there was a group of people at the door. Lee Soon-gyu also stood aside with her shoulders crossed and watched intently, and Lee so-young asked her, but she just bowed her head and didn't speak. Lee so young separated the crowd, and the people around him hurriedly greeted him and told him what had happened, and the anger that Lee so young had just calmed erupted again. But in an instant, it went out on its own. Because of a deep disappointment, the anger has been suppressed.
opened the door and saw that Wen Yanyou inside was singing something with his mouth wide open repeatedly. He didn't open the door, but calmly looked at Wen Yanyou inside the glass window. Ban Xiang sat down in front of the modulator and put on his headphones. Wen Yanyou sang "Love Song" in two tones, and even his voice was obviously a little dumb, but he still didn't stop.
There were already staff members who tried to open the door an hour ago, but the door was locked inside. In order to have a better sound insulation effect and to reflect the sound inside more regularly, the doors are specially treated and very strong. If you want to get in, you either smash the glass or pry open the door. Because of the importance of the recording studio, there are two keys. One is here in Moon Yeong-woo, and the other is here in Lee so-young.
But it has come to this point, and it needs to be solved by Lee so young by opening the key, even if it is forced to be solved, what is the point? Wen Yangyou sang and sang, and seemed to see Li Suying, but just looking at the cold and unfamiliar gaze in his eyes, Wen Yangyou was stunned, but closed his eyes and avoided the past. Lee so-young took a deep breath, took off the headphones and threw them aside, and suddenly turned on the call button.
"Come out, let's talk."
Wen Yanyou is singing, of course, it will not stop. Lee so-young heard from the staff that he had been singing for four hours and had not eaten. Obviously, he didn't intend to give up on a word.
After a pause, Lee so-young chuckled, ignoring whether he sang or not, and just said to himself. Lee so Young didn't need him to respond, she simply turned off his singing and accompaniment voices, and only turned up the volume to make sure that his voice could be heard by him.
"There are some things that you can't understand smartly, for example, if you have the slightest ability to solve the current situation, you won't use this method. But I don't understand, obviously you can sort out your emotions, what motivates you to make you like this, more extreme than in the morning, and so messy. You should know that this goes on...... The extent of your vocal cord damage may be that you really can't make your debut. β
It can be felt that Wen Yanyou inside paused. But after that, the expression and the fluctuation of his lips did not change, as if he did not react to Lee so-young's words at all. But of course Lee so Young, who is familiar with these devices, knows that in fact, he has heard everything he said.
Leaning back in her chair, Lee so-young sighed. Turning his head to look at the door, there were still a lot of people around. None of the staff members did not know that the pillar of this company in the future would be Wen Yanyou. At least a month ago. Because SW itself is not a big company, there are two or three kittens for the trainees, and all the conditions are clear. β¦,
Haode has long been selected by large companies such as S.M, DSP, JYP, YG. The rest may not be bad, but most of them are really picky. Only Wen Yanyou, most of their staff are insiders, and they really don't see that he is worse than the trainees of which companies. Especially this face, it is enough to shine without makeup.
And the skills have improved by leaps and bounds in the past year or so, not to mention the other skills that come with them. A lot of the work also involves English and Chinese, and now there is no need for a translator. Just look for Wen Yanyou. Of course, without involving technical jargon and without delaying his practice.
Working here, of course, you have to care about the future and development of the company. It is not an exaggeration to say that the future of trainees, whether they can make their debut, and whether they will be popular when they debut, is directly related to their salary. Even for example, to use the simplest example, if an idol is launched into the entertainment industry, after it is really popular, will it not be used by its own company's assistant agent, makeup artist, etc., but instead use outsiders? Don't ask the question of ability, believe it or not?
So Wen Yanyou is in the company, and there are really many people who care about him. It's not necessarily because he thinks Wen Yanyou likes him so much, but most of them really care. After all, their vital interests are at stake. There will definitely be turnover, this one entering the company and that leaving, but most of them will not be so frequent, and they all want to have a stable job. SW is also a subsidiary of S.M. after all. Maybe stay here and get a chance to get into the headquarters, or simply do better than them. Everyone has dreamed of it, but the hope must be pinned on the artist.
Seeing the president waving his hand, they looked at each other, but they gradually dispersed. The only person who can solve this kind of problem is the president...... Or maybe there's this girl. glanced at Lee Soon-gyu with a strange expression, and they all returned to their respective posts. Lee Soon-gyu bit his lip and stepped into the recording studio, closing the door by the way.
Li Suying didn't care, seeing that everyone was gone, she continued to speak to Wen Yeyou inside: "What do you think, I roughly know." If you can't do it, go home. In order to compensate for my investment and cultivation in you during this time, let your family lose me money. It's a big deal to double or triple the payout. What about yourself? Have you thought about it later? β
Moon Yeong-woo paused longer this time, glanced at Lee so-young, and still didn't speak. Adjust your breathing and sing again.
Li Suying shook her head slightly, and couldn't help laughing: "Actually, you don't have to break your throat, you can go home now." Just because I didn't take over a student like you. Maybe you are angry, and you still have the possibility that your voice may recover. But to be honest, I'm glad to see you like this. β
Moon Yee-woo finally didn't sing, the headphones were next to him, only the accompaniment had no singing, and the way Moon Yee-woo bowed his head, Lee so Young could still see it. But since I've said it, let's go on.
Glancing at Lee Soon-gyu, who was not speaking beside him, Lee so Young continued to speak into the microphone: "Aren't you afraid that when you come home, you will be cultivated by your family like a mechanical character and model?" Actually, you look at you now, I bet with your cleverness already knows that there is no hope of a real recovery. The kind of possibility I'm talking about doesn't even have a 1 in 10,000 chance of success, but you'd rather break your throat than give up. This is no longer a mechanical character, it is so extreme that it loses its mind, and it is difficult for ordinary people to do it. Even if you go home, your family won't be able to influence you in the future, and it doesn't matter if you have a good voice or not. At least the purpose of making an idol has been achieved. It really doesn't matter if you do idol or not. β
Lee Soon-gyu bit his lip: "Abba......"
"Shut up!" Lee so young treats Lee Soon-gyu without that good face.
Li Shungui lowered his head and fell silent, Li Suying's chest rose and fell, and he turned his head to look at Wen Yangyou, but he still looked light: "But I never said, Yujian, you went to your house that day, how did I get through your father's work." ββ¦,
Moon Yeong-woo looked up at Lee so-young, and Lee Soon-gyu couldn't help but look at his father.
Lee so Young chuckled lightly and turned up the highest voice for his internal speech: "Your father happily agreed to hand you over to me because he said a word to me. β
Looking at Wen Yeyou, Li Suying slowly put away his smile: "He said." He opposes you being an artist, and opposes your brother being an artist. The most fundamental reason is not because he doesn't like the profession of an artist. but because you are not going the way he has pointed out...... On your own, you will never succeed in getting out of the way. He is your father and knows you better than anyone else. Someday, you'll be tired and tired. I'll go back to him empty-handed. Obediently, go the way he gave you. β
Li Suying stood up, straightened his clothes and tie, Zuihou glanced at Moon Yeo-woo, and walked towards the door with a smile: "And now, I really believe in your father's words more than I believed in you at the beginning." Because you're just like he said, you're a headstrong kid, and you've had enough trouble...... I'm going back. β
With a bang, the door slammed shut.
Moon leaned against the wall and sat down slowly. Hold your knees and bury your head in it. Lee Soon-gyu looked at the door closed by his father outside, and then looked at Moon Yeong-woo who was sitting inside, and was silent for a while. It's just that in his hand, he can't help but pick up the notebook that was not noticed by his father, which records the song he just made.
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