Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 150
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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 150
Click!
‘Crazy!’
“Why?! We need to take photos!”
Jaerin, who came out of the waiting room, glares at the man.
“What photos! You don’t greet someone like that when meeting for the first time, oppa!”
“Come on, he’s American? Isn’t this kind of greeting basic?”
“No!”
Korean People think Americans are open-minded, but that’s absolutely not true.
In some ways, America is a more conservative country than Korea.
They extremely hate others touching their bodies, and they also hate when people casually use the word “Bro” or call them by their first name instead of last name, acting friendly.
And on top of that, “Hey.”
That’s one of the words that only Black People can use among themselves without causing trouble.
“It’s fortunate that Jefferson took it well, otherwise you would have gotten hit!”
The reason he let it slide was probably because he saw my shocked face.
“Come on. He wouldn’t really do that.”
“This is driving me crazy! Why do you think I brought you oppas out!”
It was all because Will.i.am and Black Eyed Peas’ expressions turned sour.
Looking down on Johann means looking down on them who invited him as a guest, so if Johann hadn’t let it go, they would have gotten angry first.
At those words, the boy group members are shocked.
“What? Is that really true?”
“Why would I lie?!”
“…Ah, shit.”
The boy group members glare at the man.
Bruno Mars and Robin Joel, Joe Walsh and Jimmy Page, and even Aerosmith and Saint Rock.
This is Johann who’s being called a genius sent by God.
Since they also claim to be singer-songwriters, they had many stories they wanted to share, but that youngest ruined it all.
“…Ah, damn it.”
What should they do with this hopeless child.
“Ah, I got it… I’ll apologize right away. That’s enough, right?”
Click!
“See you later. Okay?”
Just then, Johann comes out of the waiting room and spots them.
“Hey. Hello? Sorry. Sorry. Just now was sorry. I didn’t know American culture. Okay?”
A strange apology combining Korean and Konglish.
“…I understand. Well then.”
“Oh! You accepted my apology? Then let’s take a photo! Picture! I’m your fan!”
‘What is he trying to do?’
Why is he approaching so frivolously?
“Come on. Let’s take one to commemorate the apology, okay? Picture. Picture. Okay? Now, cheese!”
‘So what if you’re Johann Jefferson? I’m Big Bang!’
No matter how amazing Johann is, they are Asia’s number one beyond Republic of Korea. They have unrivaled popularity in Asia that no one can challenge.
Yet he can’t understand why his older members got intimidated.
He needs to be more bold.
‘So just help increase my Instory followers!’
He just needs to take the photo, which was his original purpose.
The man sneered inwardly, and Johann, seeing the arm draped over his shoulder, sighs.
“Hah. Why do you keep picking fights?”
He tried to endure it because Will.i.am said several times that he wanted to introduce someone who was a colleague from the same company.
But it seems like he can’t take it anymore.
He thinks he needs to teach him. How a wolf behaves when it gets annoyed.
“Hey. You’re going to keep picking fights?”
“Huh? You speak Korean… Huh?!”
Whoosh!
A giant hand intervenes between the enraged Johann and the man.
With the other hand, he removes the arm placed on Johann’s shoulder and throws him against the wall.
Thud!
“Kuhek?!”
The man falls to the ground with a single scream.
A giant foot presses against his neck.
“Kuk!”
“Are you alright?”
Rick Bottom’s heavy voice echoes through the corridor.
“…Kyaaah!”
“St-stop him!”
“Wa-wait a moment!”
People who came to their senses approach, but Rick Bottom only looks at Johann.
“Why did you stop me?”
“This is also my job. And…”
Rick Bottom’s gaze turns behind Johann.
“A guest has arrived.”
“…?”
Johann turns his head and freezes in place.
Kim Seo-hyun, holding a bouquet of flowers, was looking this way with blank eyes.
* * *
“I showed you something unsightly.”
Johann’s waiting room.
“No. It actually made me want it?”
The strength to throw an adult man with one hand.
Yet worried that the man might grab Johann’s shoulder while flying toward the wall, he also removed the man’s arm that was holding Johann’s shoulder.
“He’s the manager who travels with you every day?”
Rick Bottom, who silently followed behind Johann, yet killed his presence so much that even with that overwhelming build, he didn’t catch the eye.
She also knows because she’s always protected.
Rick Bottom quietly follows behind, but always keeps Johann within range.
“Haha. Yes.”
Thanks to Rick like this, he can always move around with peace of mind.
“Ah, Rick. Please bring that thing from the car.”
“Understood.”
As Rick Bottom goes outside, Johann finally shows his curiosity.
“But what brings you here?”
The appointment was for this evening, after the concert ended.
“When my precious person is having a concert in Korea, I should come to congratulate him.”
“…Should I be moved right now?”
“I’d be grateful if you would?”
The two look at each other and smile.
“But who is this person?”
“Oh, this is my older brother. I brought him to introduce you.”
“I’m Kim Yong-jae, Vice Chairman of SJ Electronics. You have no idea how much I’ve been looking forward to meeting Mr. Jefferson, who has helped our SJ Group.”
Due to the aramid fiber license, not only CJ Textiles but the entire SJ Group saw increased sales.
This is because there are many companies that need aramid fiber technology.
As a result, SJ Group solidified its position as the number one conglomerate by making concessions where needed and cooperating where necessary.
Moreover, this time they also obtained a license for Starlight, the dream insulation material.
Just thinking about how much more they could gain made him smile.
“I originally wasn’t going to bring him, but he insisted on coming along.”
“Otherwise, I would have just met with you alone.”
“See what I mean?”
‘They’re close siblings.’
What would it feel like to have a sibling?
Would it be the same feeling I had with the wolf Brothers, or different?
Many thoughts suddenly come to mind.
‘The fastest way to gain a younger brother would be to get Larry and Ada married…’
“I hope we’re not being rude?”
“No, no. I just suddenly thought of a way to set up some fools.”
“…?”
“Ahem. So I’d like to make one more request of you, Mr. Jefferson.”
“To me?”
“Our SJ Group would like to sponsor you.”
Everything from mobile phones to all electronic equipment.
Clothes and shoes.
“Would you accept?”
“…Wow.”
The first sponsorship offer I’ve ever received.
Of course, there have been many companies that offered sponsorships.
But this was the first time I received an offer from a company representing an entire country to sponsor me from head to toe.
“Hmm…”
Knock knock!
The door opens and Rick Bottom comes in carrying square objects wrapped in paper.
Johann smiles.
“I’ll have to ask the company first, but I’ll give you my personal answer with this.”
Kim Seo-hyun jumps up.
“Co-could it be a new work?!”
The shape and size are exactly that of a picture frame.
“I originally brought this as a token of gratitude, but I guess I’ll use it this way. The title is ‘The World as Seen by a Bee.'”
Flinch!
She was caught as intended.
But it seems like she already knew before I revealed it.
‘Originally it was just a gift, but…’
It would be better to let her misunderstand like this.
Even though Johann had been trying hard to make himself known in Korea all this time.
Unaware of Johann’s thoughts, Kim Seo-hyun smiles bashfully as if it was nothing and carefully receives the picture frame.
“What? What is it?”
“Brother, please be quiet.”
Urgently yet carefully, Kim Seo-hyun unwraps the paper covering the picture frame and covers her mouth with both hands.
Kim Yong-jae also widens his eyes.
“My goodness.”
What is this?
In the empty universe, a red galaxy is burning.
Golden aurora mysteriously rises along the red galaxy, and small blue satellites sparkle here and there.
And within it, at the very center, Earth is preciously wrapped in golden reeds like an egg in a nest.
No, this is a flower.
It’s a flower drawn from the perspective of some transcendent being.
“What?! A painting?”
Kim Yong-jae looks at the painting again, and Kim Seo-hyun’s face is colored with ecstasy.
This is it.
This is the kind of painting she hoped Johann would create as an artist.
“The world… as seen by a bee…”
“Very mystical, isn’t it?”
“Yes… Wait. Then could these also be?”
Johann presented a total of three picture frames.
Kim Seo-hyun and Kim Yong-jae’s mouths fell open again as they carefully unwrapped the remaining two packages.
* * *
Bang!
“Damn it!”
The man who kicked the chair is fuming.
The boot marks left on what looks like a torn neck make him even angrier.
“What should I do? How should I kill him?”
Should I take a photo of this and post it on my story?
Or should I report to the police first?
Vicious thoughts arise in the man’s mind.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”
“…Hey, Jaerin. You’re damn right your brother got hit, but…”
Grab! Thud!
The man suddenly grabbed by the throat and pushed against the wall widens his eyes.
The Leader is showing killing intent toward him.
“Shut up, you fucking idiot.”
“H-hyung?”
“Do you know who just came to meet Mr. Jefferson?”
It was SJ Group’s Vice Chairman Kim Yong-jae and CEO Kim Seo-hyun.
“People who could crush nobodies like us without a second thought came to meet Jefferson. Even bringing bouquets!”
But this stupid youngest bastard picked a fight with Johann in front of such people.
“How many thousands of times did I tell you not to fucking act up, huh? You son of a bitch!”
Thud! His heart sinks and the man’s complexion turns pale blue.
“Wh-what should I do?”
“…Ha. You only want to save yourself till the end. Fine. Now you’re on your own.”
“Hyung! W-wait, brothers!”
A tearful scream echoed through the waiting room.
* * *
Kyaaaaaaah!
Uaaaaaaah!
“Wow! Wow! As expected! Together One!”
I heard rumors that he was close with Will.i.am, but I never expected to see Two One perform at Black Eyed Peas’ Korea concert.
“I had no idea they would come out! They probably came out because they’re from the same company, right?”
“Of course! Wow, what about the people who couldn’t come today!”
The opening stage of four songs presented by two top-tier idol groups had raised the audience’s excitement to its peak.
Their bodies heated up, they stared breathlessly at the darkened stage while waiting for the next performance.
That was the moment.
Zing!
The melody of an electric guitar that instantly pierced through their hearts.
“…It’s Johann!”
Billboard star and Hollywood actor Johann Jefferson.
The young genius had also appeared at this concert.
Goosebumps running through their entire bodies, they opened their mouths to their surging instincts.
Kyaaaaaaaa!
Eyyy! Eyyy! E-!
Kyaaaaak!
“Whew.”
It was only his second stage, so his heart was still trembling.
Johann looked toward the end of the corridor where ear-splitting sounds were rushing in and let out a long breath.
‘As expected of Korea’s top groups.’
That’s why he was worried.
It wasn’t that he was afraid of performing after them.
What scared him was seeing the heated atmosphere cool down because of him.
Swoosh!
“Scared my ass.”
He had sung in front of over 40,000 audience members.
He had made them stand up and jump.
He couldn’t be intimidated by just this much.
‘Kim Seo-hyun came too!’
She and Vice Chairman Kim Yong-jae would be in the audience seats by now.
For the 300,000 fans, for them, and for Will.i.am who invited him today, he had to put on a perfect performance.
Therefore, he entered the Library and simultaneously performed Absorption Reading on ‘Eagles, Joseph Fiddler Walsh’ and ‘Robin Joel’.
Since ‘WE GO’ was a song completed with Robin Joel’s sticky and sexy voice.
Since it was now okay to Absorption Read both of them.
“You can go up now!”
Johann put in his in-ears and went up to the darkened stage.
Standing on the fluorescent stickers, soon a signal rang in his in-ears.
‘Let’s go.’
With that, Johann’s hand began to strongly strum the strings of the electric guitar.
Ziiiing!
The cries of those who had failed.
Kyaaaaak!
Johann! Johann!
Johann! Take me-!
“Huh?”
His brain momentarily stopped functioning.
‘They know me? How?’
It was bewildering, yet something hot surged up inside him.
Pop pop pop pong!
As the lights turned on, the audience’s gazes pierced into his eyes.
I know you.
Thank you for coming.
Kyaaaaak!
‘This is crazy….’
Everyone he met said he was popular in Korea, but honestly, he hadn’t believed it.
Since it wasn’t an English-speaking country.
Since the culture was completely different.
Since Korea had its own unique songs.
But they recognized him like this and shouted his name.
Johann’s eyes reddened as he briefly stopped his hand holding the guitar and grabbed the microphone.
“Are you ready to party! Seoul-!”
…Kyaaaaaaak!
Waaaak! Fuck! Waaaak!
“Then… jump-! Come on! Come on!”
Come on! Come on!
Ten thousand people singing ‘We Go’ with one heart, no, their cheers and support mercilessly tore through Johann’s chest.
* * *
“Hah. Hah.”
‘What’s with these people.’
It was only ten thousand people, yet they were radiating more heat and passion than the 40,000 who had shaken Dodger Stadium.
They had grabbed him by the collar and shaken him, making him draw out even the power buried deep at the bottom.
So he performed with more sincerity, giving his all.
Warm emotions were blooming in his chest.
Kyaaaaaaak!
Turning his head, he saw Black Eyed Peas approaching.
“Hey, bro. You’re not worn out already, are you?”
“…What do you take me for.”
“Hahaha! Now then, Seoul?!”
Kyaaaak!
“Let’s keep it going!”
“Gotta get-get!”
Kyaaaaaaak!
Uaaaak!
Black Eyed Peas’ signature song ‘Boom Boom Pow’.
Seeing the audience jumping again after having jumped so much just before, and spotting Kim Seo-hyun giving him a thumbs up from far away, he briefly closed his eyes.
‘Who would be good.’
As a gift for those who made him feel these emotions.
‘Will.i.am isn’t enough.’
He knew he was an excellent rapper, producer, and composer, but it felt somewhat insufficient to pour out all these emotions.
“Yeah, that person would be good.”
The poet who burned brightly then left so emptily.
“Search. Tupac.”
‘Oh, it’s big.’
An orb larger than Johann’s own head flew over quickly.
Johann removed ‘Eagles, Joseph Fiddler Walsh’ and ‘Robin Joel’ and inserted the dark golden orb as he opened his eyes.
Thud, thud!
His vocal cords changed.
The philosophy built from a dark life and experiences, and his world that had evolved at the moment of death, invaded his body.
‘2PAC, Tupac Amaru Shakur’ goes wild.
Let’s spit it out quickly.
Let’s announce to the world that place, that realm reached at the moment of death.
‘Let’s announce that the Western States’ king reborn as emperor has returned…!’
At that moment, catching Will.i.am’s gaze signaling the fourth round, he grabs the microphone.
And with a bright smile, he spits it out.
“Yo, I got that hit that beat the block.”
Whoa!
Someone’s essence bursting from Johann’s mouth and entire body.
Unforgettable diction and flow, rhyme.
‘Tu… pac?’
‘Fuck?!’
All of Black Eyed Peas’ eyes turned toward Johann.
Kyaaaah!
Will.i.am breathes heavily and looks at the audience.
Do they know right now?
That the teacher of all American rappers just descended upon this place.
‘How is this even possible?’
‘Am I dreaming right now?’
But the goosebumps still piercing through his skin tell him what just happened wasn’t a dream.
Will.i.am looks at Johann who’s smiling with satisfaction.
“Bro.”
“Hmm?”
“Put out a hip-hop track, you bastard.”
Kyaaaaaaaah!
* * *
Waaaah!
Even after leaving the stadium, the massive cheers push against their backs.
Vice Chairman Kim Yong-jae clicks his tongue.
“Whew. Maybe I should come to places like this more often.”
He didn’t know a single Black Eyed Peas song but ended up singing along anyway. Being swept away by over ten thousand people, swaying like reeds, made him tingle from head to toe.
It felt like being truly alive.
It felt like all the accumulated stress just flew away.
“Trying to tank the stock price?”
“…That wouldn’t work, would it?”
“Go ahead and try if you want to hold a shareholders’ meeting.”
“Tsk.”
Would it hurt to say something nice, even if it’s just empty words?
‘Should have gotten a grip on him when he was young.’
Maybe he raised him too permissively.
“Oppa, lend me your secretary’s office.”
Pause!
Vice Chairman Kim Yong-jae’s expression hardens as he looks at Kim Seo-hyun.
While her posture hugging the drawing to her chest showed warm affection, Kim Seo-hyun’s eyes were cold as ice.
“Because of the singer who picked a fight with Mr. Jefferson?”
“Yeah.”
“Got it. I’ll make the contact.”
His arrogant behavior definitely looks like he’ll cause trouble.
For something like that, he had to step forward actively. Even if it meant trampling and crushing that singer.
He had to make the world forget such a person ever existed.
“But give me just one more of those drawings.”
“Get lost. I’ll just make the contact myself.”
“Ah, why? You have one more drawing in your office!”
“Forget it.”
The two bickered as they headed to the parking lot.
To prepare for the dinner with Johann after today’s concert.
* * *
Meanwhile, in Johann’s waiting room.
Rick Bottom is making a phone call to someone.
“It’s me. A famous Korean singer picked a fight with Mr. Johann.”
-…Got it. I’ll contact the Korea branch.
“Make sure there are no mistakes.”
-I’ve been doing this for years. Hanging up.
After ending the call with the CIA, Rick Bottom chuckled while listening to Johann’s rap piercing his ears.
‘So he had talent in rap too.’
He seems better than any other rappers he’s heard so far.
He began to wonder what kind of songs Johann would create in the future.
* * *
-Losers. Loners. You guys who couldn’t see today’s concert are losers!
└Damn!
└Looks like it was really fun.
-I saw! I witnessed! So I! Went crazy!
└How was it-! Please give us a review!
-Johann was a star, he was a legend!
└Damn, what are we gonna do about that sexy voice!
└Did you see how surprised the Black Eyed Peas were when he rapped?
└Why… did he have Tupac’s essence?
└Ah, seriously. Is Tupac your neighbor’s mutt?
└Is Tupac your younger brother? Where the hell do you get off calling him a mutt?!
-Take me, waaah!
└Why is everyone talking about Johann? How were the Black Eyed Peas?
└Black Eyed Peas were legendary as expected, and Johann was just pure light.
-But I think I saw Chairman Kim Yong-jae, but that must be my imagination, right?
└Did you not take your medicine, or did you take the wrong medicine?
-Breaking news! Breaking news! Johann says he wants to work with Big Mama!
└Crazy!
└Damn! Sorry, I’m screaming-!
All community sites in the Republic of Korea began to catch fire due to people who attended the Black Eyed Peas concert.
* * *
The next day, at the National Institute of Korean History Main Building in Gwacheon, Gyeonggi Province.
“Haha! Welcome!”
A man in his 70s approaches with a warm smile.
“I’m Kim Young-ik, chairman of the National Institute of Korean History.”
Johann and Mark are surprised by his fluent English.
“I’m Johann Jefferson.”
“I’m Mark Wahlberg.”
“I see. You came because you’re curious about our Korea’s history.”
Korean history is a required subject in middle and high school classes, but it’s pushed aside as an elective in college entrance exams. Kim Young-ik found it both fascinating and grateful that American stars came because they were curious about that history.
Although the National Institute of Korean History is a government department, it’s always plagued by small budgets and low recognition, so this couldn’t help but be a welcome event for them.
Moreover…
‘They said they also have important historical materials.’
The unbelievable words his junior who manages Gyeongbokgung Palace had told him.
Records related to Crown Prince Sado that weren’t even left in the Annals, and they said he had as many as 14 volumes of books containing recipes for palace cuisine that are now mostly lost.
Park Paeng-nyeon, who was said to be Crown Prince Sado’s dedicated cook, was also a figure not recorded in the Annals.
That’s why he, as chairman, readily took on the role of guide.
“I’m sorry for visiting so suddenly at such an early hour.”
Kim Young-ik shakes his head at the Warner Korea Representative’s words.
“Haha. No, not at all. You’re very welcome. Please come this way.”
Kim Young-ik guides them to the conference room.
Bundles of A4 papers piled up like mountains on the central desk and researchers devoted to their research.
“Please understand that we cannot show you the originals due to preservation issues.”
“No, Chairman…”
“It’s fine. We’re grateful just to be shown this much.”
“Ahem. If you say so…”
As the representative steps back, Johann looks at Kim Young-ik.
“Is this everything?”
“Honestly… well. It can’t be considered everything.”
The Annals of King Gojong and Sunjong recorded during the Japanese colonial period are excluded from the Annals, and many of the earlier ones were lost or disappeared through plunder.
Even so, there are 1,894 volumes.
“We also have the copy of Hunminjeongeum you requested.”
“…Wow.”
Mark’s mouth falls open.
“So you’re saying there are 1,894 volumes of one country’s historical records?”
“Haha. This is just what was recorded by the royal court.”
“How did you preserve all of this until now…?”
Kim Young-ik explains the methods used to preserve the Annals at that time.
‘My God! They hand-copied them into four sets and scattered them throughout the country!’
As Johann said, it really is a country obsessed with records.
“Wow. Joseon really is an amazing country. Um, if it’s not rude…”
Kim Young-ik pointed to the tower of copies as if it was fine, and Mark raised his phone.
Johann did the same.
Click! Click!
‘I should have brought a camera if I knew this would happen.’
While feeling regretful but taking the prettiest photos possible, Johann discovers a photo labeled “Annals of King Gongjeong” and his eyes light up.
‘This is Yi Bang-gwa’s annals. Hmm. Let me see how it was recorded.’
Before that, something called “Annals of King Taejo Gangheon” caught his eye, but since the being he had absorption read was ‘Jeongjong, Yi Bang-gwa,’ he decided to examine records about him first.
Johann, who had absorption read ‘Jeongjong, Yi Bang-gwa.’
As he was skimming through, he pauses at one section.
“The Royal Person has an illness that makes limbs numb and painful, so sometimes tries to move the body through polo to circulate energy.”
‘Ah, this…’
The retainers kept preventing him from playing polo so much that he got annoyed. But he couldn’t not play that fun polo, so he racked his brains quite a bit to make excuses, which was quite embarrassing when he looked back on it later.
‘Wow. They really wrote down even things like this… Huh?’
Something feels strange.
Johann turns his head in confusion. It’s because of Kim Young-ik and the researchers who are staring at him with their mouths agape.
“What’s wrong?”
“Did you just in-interpret the Annals?!”
Moreover, though it was mumbled and hard to hear clearly, it seemed like he had spoken in a language very different from modern Korean, an incomprehensible language.
It might have been old Korean.
‘No! That can’t be! How could this American Boy know something we don’t even know well!’
‘…Oops.’
He had caused a major incident.
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