Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 187

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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 187

49. Album Release

Click!

“Phew.”

Johann shakes his hair as he enters and sees Camila staring intently at the lyrics.

“How is it? Getting the feel for it?”

Instead of answering, Camila stares blankly at Johann.

She definitely came here because she wanted to be a singer again. But listening to this song makes her lose confidence.

Can I do the featuring for this song?

Can I express this emotion?

This emotion that makes me want to burst into tears just from listening.

Seeing Camila’s uncertain expression, Johann sits beside her. The moist scent that carries the forest touches her heart.

“Have you ever experienced losing someone precious?”

“…Grandmother.”

“How was it?”

“…”

Grandmother who always welcomed her with warm arms.

Grandmother who was always on her side.

Camila loved such a grandmother. She always looked forward only to the days of going to grandmother’s house.

Then one day, she was led as if dragged by Father and Mother’s hands toward grandmother’s house.

Young Camila didn’t understand why people were crying, why grandmother wouldn’t wake up when so many people had gathered.

She also didn’t understand why the adults cried when she asked why they were putting grandmother underground.

Time flowed and flowed, and only recently did Camila think of grandmother again.

In a moment when everything was so hard and painful that she wanted to give up everything, she remembered grandmother’s warm embrace and smile and ended up crying.

“That’s the emotion.”

Johann looks at Camila’s wet eyes as she startles and looks at him.

“That emotion is enough.”

Johann pushes her back.

She hesitantly stands up, glances around, then steps toward the recording booth.

That’s when it happened.

Burst!

Everyone’s eyes widen at the person suddenly entering through the opened door.

‘Wi, Will.i.am?!’

‘Black Eyed Peas!’

“Bro-!”

He must have been running, with sweat beading on his forehead.

Johann stands up and smiles.

“Thanks for coming, Will.”

“Ha! What are you talking about! Of course I had to come!”

Even without the promise made at the Grammy Awards, what singer, what producer wouldn’t come running after hearing such a song.

“You really are…”

The emotion that made his whole body tingle even though it was just a guide recording.

It had a slightly old-school feel, but the lyrics were so killer that it crushed such thoughts.

‘Lyrics that seemed like Tupac speaking to Shady!’

Was it because he felt Tupac in Johann?

It felt exactly like what Tupac would say to Shady, no, to Eminem.

Shady, who had tried to destroy everything in the past, could be called Eminem’s other ego.

And what about the words for fools?

“No, it’s an honor. To be able to participate in this album.”

“It’s my honor too. That you’re participating in my album.”

“Uhaha! Bro is really hot-blooded! Oh, but this lady is… Camila Cabello?”

“I’m Ca, Camila Cabello who will be doing the featuring! It’s an honor to meet you!”

“Ah, I see! You know me? I’m Will.i.am from Black Eyed Peas. Nice to meet you, señorita.”

Will.i.am winks and glares at Johann with a completely heated face.

“When does recording start?”

“Now.”

Starting now.

“Oh…”

He twisted his lips and sat in front of the sound equipment looking at Johann, and Johann looked at Camila.

‘Oh.’

Under the gaze of two singers high in the sky, she made a tearful face.

Click!

Her heart beats violently.

For her, this is her first time participating in a featuring.

Moreover, it’s a featuring on the first full album of a singer who won three awards at the Grammy. With the legend Will.i.am participating as producer.

The pressure that she can’t make mistakes weighs down on her.

“Phew! Hoo!”

Click!

Startled, she turns her head to see Johann poking his head in with a smile.

“It’s okay to make mistakes. If we can’t do it today, well… it’ll only cost more for tape?”

“What?”

‘Pfft!’

What year is it now that he’s talking about tape?

Still, thanks to the joke, the pressure lessens.

“Just think of it as conveying words you couldn’t say to grandmother back then.”

“…Yes!”

She nods and walks to the microphone, puts on the headset, and Johann and Will.i.am count with their fingers from outside the large window.

And soon the intense beat flows through the headset.

‘To grandmother. To grandmother. Grandmother…’

Strength enters her hands as she looks down at the lyrics.

Her chest trembles and nausea surges up.

She grits her teeth and spits out that emotion.

‘Grandmother, do you know?’

“Do you know-! You changed me-!”

* * *

“Ah…”

“Haha!”

A piercing high note that penetrates the ears and goes through to the toes.

While Will.i.am’s eyes widen in surprise, Johann twists his lips with an ‘as expected’ expression.

“This is it.”

This voice. This is the kind of voice he wanted.

Johann stared intently at her as she sang passionately while shedding a single tear.

‘I have to bring her no matter what it takes.’

Even if it means bringing down Syco Music and Epic Records.

Johann’s eyes began to shine dangerously.

Meanwhile, outside the door of Recording Studio 1.

Andrew Pearson looks through the small window in the door and shakes his head.

“My star really is lucky.”

Bruno Mars, who Johann had Larry recruit.

Following Robin Joel who appeared like a miracle when Johann was about to be framed strangely, now even Camila Cabello.

‘To think she had this level of skill.’

Fifth Harmony’s songs weren’t just failing to contain all of her potential. They weren’t even expressing 20 percent of it.

A level of skill far exceeding Andrew Pearson’s expectations.

“And yet only 12th on the Hot 100…”

Only a hollow laugh comes out.

He picked up his phone.

“It’s me. From now on, gather all information about Simon Cowell and Syco Music.”

Rumors, truths, classified information – it doesn’t matter.

If they become obstacles, they must be brought down.

If necessary, he’ll even put Simon Cowell in prison.

Andrew Pearson’s eyes also gleamed dangerously.

* * *

“You all know that in two months you’ll be 12th graders, right?”

When the teacher glances at the camera installed in the class and speaks, everyone opens their mouths.

“Ahhh-!”

“Ugh!”

The camera that’s been filming for several days now feels familiar, so everyone expresses their emotions without filter.

12th grade is the period for serious college preparation. All the good days are now over.

“Summer camp registration and corrections are due within one week, so everyone please check the bulletin board and website.”

Traditional camps with lodging in nature, swimming, and such.

Sports camps for specialized training in basketball, football, and other sports.

Art camps for honing skills in art, music, and other artistic fields.

STEM camps for learning specialized knowledge like programming.

Various summer camps offering diverse experiences, including Protestant and Jewish faith camps.

This summer camp is essentially the last summer camp they can participate in as high school students.

Besides these, they can experience college preparation programs where they stay in dorms at their target universities and attend college lectures for two weeks, or supplementary classes during vacation.

“That’s all! Great work this year, 11th graders!”

“You too, Teacher!”

“Woah! Summer vacation!”

As the teacher leaves, everyone hurriedly stands up.

Starting today is summer vacation. There’s no time to delay.

“Johann, what are you going to do? You’ll participate in sports camp like last year, right?”

Johann had participated in sports camp as a baseball club coach until last year. Emily also participated in sports camp to receive specialized cheerleader training.

“Well. I’m not sure if I’ll have time…”

“Because of album preparation?”

“Yeah.”

“Tsk. That’s too bad.”

Johann thinks so too.

But right now is the most important time. It can’t be helped.

‘If only traditional camp went near Texas, or rather Little Field, there wouldn’t be a reason to produce an album…’

Unfortunately, the purpose of traditional camps is to cultivate the mind through various experiences in nature, so they mainly go to mountains or seas where you can swim or canoe. There’s no reason to go to Texas, which is full of wilderness.

Johann looked at Mason.

“Mason, you’re doing art camp again this time?”

“While also planning to go to CalArts through the college prep program.”

California Institute of the Arts, commonly called CalArts, a prestigious art university established by Walt Disney.

“Ugh… Your mother is still so strict.”

“I only have to suffer two more times, so whatever.”

Mason, who had been smiling bitterly at Flash’s words, checks the time and startles.

“Then I’ll go first because of academy!”

“Me too! Let’s go together, Mason!”

As Joy follows behind, the other friends also get up.

Johann watches this and clicks his tongue inwardly.

‘Just a few months ago, we all stuck together no matter what we did…’

“It can’t be helped.”

Startled!

Johann looks at Flash, who puts his arm around his shoulder.

“Ordinary people have their own way of surviving. They have to work this hard to get into the universities and majors they want.”

“Hey.”

Johann’s face contorts fiercely at the expression that seems to separate his friends from himself, but Flash just giggles.

“So let’s just endure for one year.”

“…Tsk.”

“Then I’m going to training. Contact me if you miss your big brother!”

“Don’t you cry saying you miss me.”

“Yeah. Eat this.”

Even Flash, who raised his middle finger, leaves, and Johann pouts his lower lip.

Emily kisses that lip.

“See you tomorrow too.”

She and the cheerleader club decided to start high-intensity training from today, needing to strengthen their bodies before participating in sports camp.

“Tsk.”

‘I understand the situation, but somehow I don’t like it…’

Could this be delayed adolescence?

Johann shook his head and headed to the company. Today was the last recording session with Camila, so he couldn’t delay any longer.

Producer Walton watched Johann with a pleased smile.

‘Youth.’

Ordinary appearances, ordinary relationships, ordinary worries that can only be shown because he’s a teenager.

These moments that later can only be savored as memories felt so soft and fluffy.

* * *

Click!

-Good work.

When Johann’s voice comes through the headset, strength drains from her body.

Ten days of recording with Johann and Will.i.am.

The time spent singing the same passages countless times repeatedly.

‘I’ll do it again.’

The words still ringing in her ears were difficult to the point of neurosis, but it was also time that allowed her to grow that much.

Perhaps that’s why. She doesn’t want to leave this small space.

‘But I have to leave.’

She bites her lip and opens the door of the recording booth, and Johann and Will.i.am greet her with applause.

Johann extends his hand.

“You really worked hard all this time.”

Thanks to her, he was able to produce a song at the level he wanted.

“Thank you so much for listening to my unreasonable requests until the very end.”

“No. I’m the one who’s more grateful.”

Because every single word from Johann and Will.i.am had helped her grow.

It was a once-in-a-lifetime moment when her skills improved day by day.

‘Her self-esteem is really low.’

No matter what requests he and Will.i.am made, Camila would think about it briefly, go through some trial and error, then execute it perfectly. This was impossible with ordinary talent.

However, she herself was completely unaware of this fact, and this was due to her rock-bottom self-esteem.

He wanted to tell her not to put herself down, that she was a more amazing person than she thought, but she might not be able to accept pure goodwill just yet.

So there was only one thing he could say right now.

“Thank you for thinking that way. Oh, the album will be released in mid-September.”

The documentary was also adjusted to air on the album release date.

“The, the release date is already set?”

“We’ve been preparing since we started album production. I hope we can continue working together like this then too.”

Flinch!

Camila, who had been flustered wondering what he meant, soon realized.

‘That’s right. If Simon refuses, I won’t be able to stand on stage with Johann.’

And the money she would earn from this album would also be split with Simon.

‘I’d have to share with the members too.’

Because that was the original contract.

And once her activities with Johann ended, she’d have to return to Psycho Music with Simon Cowell and the members, dealing with the members while waiting to prepare for the next album.

‘…I hate it.’

Revulsion surged up.

Her teeth clenched against the nausea that wanted to burst out.

Her thoughts, which had been wavering back and forth, straightened out.

“I hope so too. You don’t need to come out.”

Camila clenched her fists and turned around, and Johann’s eyes lit up as he watched her.

Will.i.am laughed as if incredulous.

“You know what, bro?”

“Huh? What?”

“Your tongue is pretty scary.”

He had shaken someone’s heart with just a few words. Cold sweat ran down his spine.

“Haha. Then let’s prepare to record the next song!”

“Oh. Let’s do it while drinking coffee.”

Will.i.am brought the completely cold coffee to his lips and snorted.

‘The band called Fifth Harmony will disband soon.’

Even if there were other members with such looks and skills, they would still disband.

Because the singer Camila Cabello was an absolutely irreplaceable existence.

And that was actually true.

This was his intuition and insight as a producer and creator.

Meanwhile, Camila left the studio and headed to the Executive Office.

The staff members looked at her with puzzlement as she opened the door and entered, while Andrew Pearson smiled and stood up as if what was meant to come had come.

“Have you finished thinking it over?”

“I want to become a Rocky Management artist.”

“I’ve been waiting for those words.”

At most, one month from now.

Before Johann’s album spread across the nation, Camila would become a Rocky Management artist.

“…What should I do?”

“How about a cruise trip with your parents?”

A month-long cruise around the world.

Camila’s eyes widened.

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