A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 138

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 138

 

 

 

 

 

While I focused on the reason why didn’t come to us, the members who didn’t know the past focused on something else.

 

“That guy? CEO, why is your way of addressing the composer so friendly?”

 

“Right, it’s like you’ve known him for ages. It hasn’t been that long, has it? Even if he’s an acquaintance, getting such a song is a bit…”

 

“Well, he’s my close hyung’s nephew, and apparently he does some composing… It was really hard to find composers back then. There are so many scammers in this industry. I even heard from my acquaintances about composers running off with money, so I thought someone I knew would be more trustworthy…”

 

At Ryu Jaehee and Kim Dobin’s persistent questioning, the CEO scratched his head and trailed off.

 

“Haha, we were worried the CEO got ripped off, but it was needless worry.”

 

“You didn’t buy a song for 3 million won, you just gave your close hyung’s nephew some work and pocket money!”

 

“And with our future on the line! CEO, I’m really disappointed!”

 

“Right, Yoon Eden could compose too! And the quality was even better on this side! Hey, Yoon Eden! Say something!”

 

“Oh, so that’s where the 3.5 million won wake-up alarm came from. Since it was just pocket money, it probably didn’t help much with waking up.”

 

Rev went into an uproar upon learning that the source of those crappy songs was the corruption of a connections-based society.

 

It was so bad that even Seo Yehyeon, who usually doesn’t like stepping forward in situations like this, raised his voice.

 

The staff members who had been with us since Rev’s small company days also seemed unaware of this fact, as they looked at the CEO with displeasure.

 

Only the Planning Director seemed to know, maintaining a calm expression. That guy’s also a problem.

 

The song the CEO brought this time was objectively quite decent, but it seemed the crime of being presumptuous applied.

 

With a nearly unanimous result, my composed song was selected as the title track.

 

Setting aside the fact that the composer’s identity was the CEO’s close hyung’s nephew, I tapped the desk with my finger at the still unresolved question.

 

‘Who took it?’

 

Is that composer famous? No.

 

Then is there another sucker like our CEO? That’s also doubtful. Without the CEO’s level of luck, wouldn’t they have failed long ago?

 

Before my regression, when became a hit, maybe, but currently he was just unknown.

 

All of Rev’s title tracks were my songs, and the only title track he composed, , was practically a banned song.

 

Then maybe he sold it to a rookie from a small agency like early Rev?

 

This is hard to be certain about. If asked to choose between Rev’s album track and a small agency rookie’s title track, most would choose the former.

 

Then another assumption is that a group of similar level to Rev, or higher, bought the song… but would such a group need to buy songs from an unknown composer?

 

“Eden, the meeting’s over, aren’t you leaving?”

 

What cut through my endless thoughts was Gyeon Hajun’s call.

 

“Oh, yeah, I should go.”

 

I cut off my thoughts without regret and got up from the chair.

 

Whatever the truth is, I’ll naturally find out when the work is released to the world.

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

“Hello, Ilmong-ies!”

 

“Hello, Daydream! Today our Youngest Line planned a project. It’s called the ‘Everyone Be Happy’ project!”

 

I clicked my tongue watching the Youngest Line waving and making cute expressions in front of a camera placed on the table in the agency building’s recording studio, then spun around in my chair.

 

Geez, what a terribly tacky project name.

 

If only Dobin’s skills and that guy Seo Yehyeon’s skills were at Gyeon Hajun’s level, everyone could be happy.

 

Gyeon Hajun was moistening his throat with lukewarm water, and Seo Yehyeon sitting next to him was looking at the sheet music with such intensity he might drill through it.

 

“Now, Eden hyung, look here.”

 

Following the hand tapping my shoulder, I turned my head and felt a finger poking my cheek.

 

“Ooh, falling for such a classic trick!”

 

Kim Dobin covered his mouth and laughed excitedly next to Ryu Jaehee, who was poking my cheek.

 

Ryu Jaehee didn’t remove his finger from my cheek and kept poking it like testing undercooked meat.

 

“Soft and squishy…”

 

“Jaehee, is it fun?”

 

“I want to take my hand off hyung’s cheek too, but the texture is so addictive…”

 

When I firmly grabbed his finger, Ryu Jaehee quietly removed his hand from my cheek.

 

“But why did you bring the camera? You’ve already learned all the lyrics and pitch, right?”

 

“Of course we learned everything ages ago. The camera is for uploading a work process Vlog. A surprise gift for the fans!”

 

“A special project for hyung who becomes at least a little gentler in front of cameras!”

 

Ah, so in other words, like during the Christmas commemorative song recording, they plan to put me in front of the camera to extract gentle sounds from my mouth?

 

I smiled kindly at the grinning guys and asked.

 

“Dobin, Jaehee, what did hyung bring?”

 

“Did hyung also bring chocolate? Oh no, then it overlaps…!”

 

“Chocolate? Why would that be necessary?”

 

I placed the specially brought military instructor hat with its striking red color on my head.

 

Kim Dobin and Ryu Jaehee slowly moved closer to each other, trembling.

 

“Are you going to do the project, hyung?”

 

“Well, well, shouldn’t we try it first…? At this rate, the Vlog content might become ‘Fun Military Recording Activities with Commando King Eden Hyung’…”

 

I smiled crookedly at the guys whispering in front of me and said.

 

“Depending on how you record, this instructor can become either a devil or an angel. Understood?”

 

Seo Yehyeon let out a big sigh as if for me to hear.

 

“We shouldn’t have sent him to for nothing.”

 

“If you had complaints, you should have volunteered to go before I stepped up.”

 

Grumbling, I adjusted the military instructor hat and jerked my chin toward Kim Dobin.

 

“Enter the recording studio. Execute.”

 

Despite my instruction, Kim Dobin didn’t enter the recording studio and stood still, seemingly lost in deep thought about something.

 

My brow slightly furrowed, and just as Ryu Jaehee was about to push Kim Dobin into the recording studio, Kim Dobin spoke up.

 

“When I watched , the instructors used formal speech, didn’t they?”

 

“You want formal speech? Got it. I’ll recreate it exactly the same way.”

 

I was just going to wear the instructor hat and set the mood, but if you specifically ask me to recreate it exactly.

 

“Please enter. Execute.”

 

Kim Dobin, who entered with a smiling face after hearing my formal speech…

 

“Please do it again.”

 

“Please do it properly. Is that all you learned of the pitch?”

 

“Please match the beat.”

 

“I told you to match the beat properly. In front of the camera, you should try to do better and show effort, so what’s the intention behind hoping hyung’s work style becomes harsh?”

 

“How can you sing for 5 seconds with such shaky pitch? What did you learn in vocal lessons? Did you actually take lessons?”

 

He came out of the recording studio on the verge of tears.

 

“Hyung, just do it like usual! I miss the usual hyung so much, wahhh!”

 

Kim Dobin, who was making crying sounds, turned his target to Ryu Jaehee who had been frozen next to me.

 

“Youngest, what are you doing! We planned that whole project!”

 

“Do you think you could feed chocolate to Eden hyung in his current state?”

 

Ryu Jaehee asked indignantly, seemingly quite wronged.

 

“Why would you feed me chocolate?”

 

“It’s an experiment to see how much Eden hyung’s anger gauge would decrease if we fed him something sweet while he’s in a slightly angry state.”

 

“Would it decrease?”

 

When I asked with a hollow laugh, the Youngest Line guys quickly sent Gyeon Hajun into the recording studio, calling it the next experiment.

 

“Can Hajun hyung, the owner of a voice tone that strikes Eden hyung’s preferences, lower Eden hyung’s anger gauge?”

 

Gyeon Hajun, who was looking at me from beyond the recording booth, spoke into the microphone with a voice tinged with laughter.

 

“Eden, it’s a bit burdensome with you watching while wearing that hat. I kind of understand why Dobin was so nervous.”

 

“Oh, really? Then I’ll take it off.”

 

As I took off the instructor hat without hesitation, the Youngest Line guys whispered behind me.

 

“Indeed, it’s not the wind but the sunlight that removes the traveler’s clothes.”

 

“Why are you removing clothes?”

 

“Hyung, don’t tell me you don’t even know Aesop’s fables…?”

 

Ryu Jaehee was horrified by Kim Dobin’s stupid question.

 

He looked back at Kim Dobin with the exact same expression as Seo Yehyeon, and when their eyes met, they both let out a sigh at the same time.

 

What are we supposed to do with that kid, really.

 

Gyeon Hajun’s recording ended smoothly as always. Thanks to his skills that had been further refined through vocal lessons, there wasn’t much I needed to request from him.

 

I was smiling contentedly, but as soon as Gyeon Hajun came out of the recording studio, I put the military instructor hat back on with a click.

 

“Weren’t you not going to wear that anymore?”

 

Seo Yehyeon, who was next up, asked urgently.

 

“No? I just took it off because Hajun said it was burdensome.”

 

“I find it burdensome too, so take it off.”

 

“You haven’t even entered the recording booth yet. Go in first and then tell me.”

 

As soon as Seo Yehyeon entered the recording booth, put on the headset, and stood in front of the microphone, he said:

 

“Eden, it’s burdensome, so please take off that hat.”

 

Normally it would have been “Hey, Yoon Eden. It’s burdensome, so hurry up and take off that hat,” but since it was in front of the camera, his sentence became somewhat refined. Thanks to that, I secretly realized the necessity of cameras.

 

Of course, even if he had said the latter, I wouldn’t have particularly listened to him.

 

“Who dares to carelessly call out the Training Officer’s name?”

 

“Don’t make the already hellish recording time even more hellish!”

 

“I have previously notified that this Training Officer can become either an angel or a devil depending on the recorder’s attitude.”

 

“Aaaahhh!”

 

“Don’t waste it on useless things and save your voice.”

 

As I was giving instructions with my chin propped up, a soft pink blanket was draped over my shoulders.

 

“What’s this now?”

 

“It’s called pink therapy. They say people become less aggressive when they see pink.”

 

I tapped Ryu Jaehee, who was even handing me a pink mug cup filled with strawberry milk, and whispered in his ear.

 

“Jaehee, you’re next in line. And I’m getting more aggressive because it’s hot, you know? Make your own judgment.”

 

Ryu Jaehee trembled and immediately removed the blanket from my shoulders and downed the strawberry milk in one shot himself.

 

He should have just bought pink colored glasses and put them on me instead, really.

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