Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 194

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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 194

Johann’s North American 49-state tour success! International schedule begins!

Alaska citizens disappointed but understanding.

Singer and public, tears and laughter for about 4 months.

In the second half of 2015, there were two phenomena. Letter Written in Heaven, Hello.

Uptown Funk, Sugar, See You Again and many other phenomena in 2015. What about 2016?

Classic promotion visiting even provincial cities created 5 weeks at #1?

Johann’s fan club, Wolfie membership breaks 3 million!

Rustle!

Inside an airplane crossing the Pacific Ocean.

Johann tosses and turns, opens his eyes and lifts the window shade.

The darkened sky and hazy threads of clouds brushing past the window.

‘If I crashed here, would I survive or not?’

If I survived, how would I need to survive.

How many hours would it take for rescue teams to arrive.

‘First, to survive in the ocean…’

As he indulges in useless imagination, a flight attendant approaches him.

“Do you need anything?”

“Vanilla ice cream.”

“Understood.”

Johann brings the ice cream that soon arrives to his mouth and looks out the window again.

‘The location of nearby islands…’

* * *

“Ugh!”

Having sat for almost 15 hours, Johann stretches to wake up his drooping body and looks at Camila with curiosity.

“Are you tired?”

“No. I was just thinking this is first class…”

Despite flying for a full 15 hours, his back and legs don’t hurt.

It was an amazing experience.

“During Fifth Harmony, I only rode economy.”

And that was economy on budget airlines too.

After Sledgehammer achieved success, they upgraded to major airlines, but it was still economy nonetheless.

“Camila earned all of this.”

Gasp!

Johann looks at Camila who is surprised.

“The rights earned by singer Camila Cabello who made a great contribution to the success of Johann Jefferson’s first full album The First.”

Even the staff riding business class, all of it.

Success brings proportional treatment. They absolutely spare no support.

That was Rocky Management’s creed.

“Welcome to Rocky.”

“…Yes!”

‘I really think I made the right choice coming to Rocky!’

With happiness swelling greatly, she takes a big step forward, and Johann follows behind her with a smile.

The smell is becoming more noticeable.

A different smell from Korea and Japan.

Step step!

‘Oh?’

As they approach the immigration gate, Asian men in black suits approach them.

‘I’ve experienced this situation before.’

In Korea and Japan.

Even Rick Bottom blocking the front is the same.

“Welcome to Hong Kong. Mr. Johann Jefferson, Ms. Camila Cabello. We’re from Warner Music Hong Kong. Is this everyone in your party?”

“Yes.”

These 10 people are everyone.

“I guess many fans gathered outside?”

“It’s not just many.”

Currently the airport is paralyzed.

‘That’s a bit of an exaggeration.’

No matter what, surely an international airport wouldn’t be paralyzed to that extent.

Johann let out a chuckle.

“Then from now on, we earnestly ask you to follow our control.”

Creak!

As the immigration gate door opens, Camila’s mouth falls shut.

Johann is the same.

Kyaaaaaaah!

A massive roar that shakes the entire body.

A huge crowd standing to the end of the airport looking this way.

And airport staff and Hong Kong police blocking them.

‘This country has so many of my fans too…’

Johann, feeling emotional, smiles brightly and waves both arms widely.

‘Hello, Wolfies.’

Kyaaaaaaaah!

Waaaaaaah!

Johann look over here!

I love you-!

Camila!

“We’re moving! From now on, you absolutely cannot leave the line we’ve created! It’ll be a disaster!”

It really seemed like it would be.

Johann and Camila hardened their expressions and walked toward the airport exit following Warner Music Hong Kong’s control, and the huge crowd moved following them.

Tap! Tap!

“Depart!”

“Yes!”

The vehicles depart immediately as Johann and Camila get in the car.

Vrooom!

“Kyaah!”

‘What, what?’

Bodies buried in seats as if pulled by someone.

Johann is startled by their action of pressing the accelerator hard despite needing to drive slowly in the airport.

“Is something wrong?”

Eyes and atmosphere as if being chased by monsters.

“Would you like to look behind?”

“Why behind…”

Johann and Camila’s expressions harden as they look back.

Vrooooom! Vroooom! Beep!

Hundreds of cars and motorcycles were following behind them.

‘What is this?!’

Beep! Honk!

Move! Move!

Hey, you crazy bastard!

Johann and Camila’s faces turn pale white.

Vehicles cut lanes. They run red lights.

Motorcycles quickly weave between cars, cross the center line, and race down sidewalks.

While doing so, they shove cameras toward them.

“Ah!”

“Crazy!”

‘What the hell is that!’

This won’t do. At this rate, something terrible will happen.

“Stop the car!”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t do that.”

“Hey!”

“If we stop now, both of you will get hurt.”

Johann and Camila’s fans at the airport were at least somewhat respectful since it was a public place.

But this is outside. If they get caught, it won’t end with just signing autographs or taking photos.

Their hair and clothes would all be torn, and those scenes would be photographed.

“There have actually been such incidents.”

A Chinese star who boycotted Hong Kong after suffering such treatment.

“Our fans… would really do such things?”

“Do those people following us while breaking laws look like ordinary fans to you?”

It’s easier to think of the people following them now as paparazzi. Extreme paparazzi who would take unique photos even if it meant destroying things with their own hands.

Moreover, Johann and Camila are overseas stars who might not return for who knows how long after leaving tomorrow. The fans’ extremism would only get worse, not better.

“You’re saying that behavior at the airport was respectful?”

Those people who pushed through as if they would trample the airport staff and police. That’s why Johann, who had jokingly told Camila they should run, had to quicken his walking pace too.

Johann looked to the side with disgusted eyes.

Click! Click!

An extreme fan who had somehow caught up alongside them, shoving a large lens toward the heavily tinted window.

* * *

Swoosh!

Johann draws the curtains and sighs.

Even though police had conducted a crackdown at Tsing Ma Bridge, the gateway from Hong Kong International Airport into Hong Kong, dispersing all the fans, hundreds still surround the hotel.

Fans who had somehow figured out the accommodation and arrived there first.

“It probably leaked from Warner.”

“That’s what we have to assume.”

There are people who sell secrets for money everywhere.

‘We could get out if we really tried, but…’

Johann looks at Camila, who seems dazed.

“Are you okay?”

“Huh? Yes. I’m, I’m fine.”

Camila, who had been answering in a daze, straightens her expression.

“Compared to extreme fans in Britain or America, this is nothing!”

“…Haha! That’s true.”

Fans who throw their underwear during event performances. Some people even expose their chests or buttocks when getting autographs.

What’s surprising is that this level is considered normal fan behavior with a lot of enthusiasm.

In the English-speaking world, extreme fans are typically stalkers, patients with obsessive disorders, attempted murderers, or people with murder convictions.

How many artists have lost their lives to fans.

Compared to such cases, this level had to be considered nothing.

‘Still…’

Though the type was different, extreme fans whose nature was ultimately the same. They were equally dangerous.

Johann’s eyes turn toward the room door.

“We need to change accommodations.”

Gasp!

When startled Anna looks at Johann, Rick Bottom nods as if accustomed to this.

“Yes.”

He doesn’t know how many, but multiple presences can be felt outside. Probably Johann and Camila’s fans.

Camila is shocked.

“They, they got into the hotel?”

“Whether they snuck in or booked empty rooms at the hotel, there are many ways to get in.”

They might have slipped money to staff members.

Johann smiles bitterly and looks at Rick.

“The schedule was in two hours, right?”

“Studio interview and radio guest appearance.”

“Let’s move then.”

“I’ll set up special makeup for that time. So when would you like to depart?”

“Let’s leave right now. Anna? Pack Camila’s things.”

“…Understood.”

Johann extended his hand to Camila.

“It looks like we’ll have to rest in the broadcasting station waiting room.”

“…Yes, yes.”

“Then please rest.”

Click!

Rick closes the broadcasting station waiting room door and presses his temples.

‘Hong Kong has a lot of extreme fans.’

It seems he’ll need to prepare for cases like this in the future.

That was what a manager had to do.

Thud thud!

“Rick.”

“Anna.”

Anna Jowin with her expression rigidly hardened for some reason.

“…How sensitive are big stars’ senses?”

Johann, who had been deep inside the hotel room, sensed the presences holding their breath outside the door.

When checked later, that number was three people.

“A wild beast. One that has seen blood countless times.”

“It’s already been over 7 years since the big star came down to the city.”

A full 7 years of living and mingling with people. Even for a wild beast, it would have been enough time to become domesticated or turned into a pet.

At those words, Rick chuckles.

“Sorry, but Johann has never once let his guard down since coming down from the Rocky Mountains.”

Last year he became somewhat arrogant due to excessive success, but after coming to his senses, he returned to his former self.

Back to when he was always vaguely present yet absent while drawing all surrounding situations in his mind.

“Want some advice? Never approach Johann from behind or approach while hiding your presence.”

You’ll get hurt.

“It’ll be easier to think of him and treat him like an agent, just like you.”

Perhaps Anna Jowin’s identity has been discovered too.

“An agent’s posture is distinctive.”

Agents maintain proper walking posture to react quickly anytime, anywhere, in any situation.

Of course, there’s a risk of being exposed because of such posture, so they usually try to walk like ordinary people, but with Johann’s observational power, he would have already noticed.

“My goodness….”

‘He was hiding something like this!’

“I wasn’t hiding it. You guys just overlooked it.”

“…Ugh.”

“What about Mr. Cabeyo?”

“He’s roughly calmed down. But he seemed quite shocked.”

“Can’t be helped. It was my first time seeing him like that too.”

The chase that was fortunate not to result in an accident.

It was a situation he never wanted to experience again.

“Coffee?”

“We need to buy drinks.”

“Let’s go together.”

The two headed toward a nearby vending machine.

* * *

-It’s the parking lot, but he hasn’t come out yet.

“He hasn’t come out of the main entrance either.”

In front of a radio station somewhere in Hong Kong.

A 20s woman who put down her phone narrows her eyes.

‘It’s already been 30 minutes since the live broadcast ended….’

Why hasn’t he come out yet?

“Does he have constipation?”

“That’s ridiculous! My Johann wouldn’t be like that, President!”

“But….”

“He must be having a long conversation.”

The radio program Johann appeared on today is a national radio program that over 60 percent of people getting off work listen to.

A program hosted by someone who was once a Canto-pop singer with great popularity not just in Hong Kong, but throughout the Chinese-speaking world.

As a senior singer, there would be a lot to talk about.

“Johann even sang that MC’s song!”

It must have been something he prepared in advance with respect.

Today, Johann should be considered to have imprinted his name in the minds of about 7.5 million Hong Kong people.

The woman who was nodding narrows her eyes.

“But… he’ll make us a fan song like in Japan, right?”

“Of course! We’re doing this much for him!”

Over 300 fans are following him around, cheering and welcoming him like this. Like those lucky fans in Japan, he’ll have meals with them and buy them fans too.

“Real estate too!”

Johann, who purchased a wooden building in Japan as a villa, entrusted its operation to Tokyo fans after finishing the remodeling, and they opened part of it as a pilgrimage site for fans.

There was no reason why they in Hong Kong couldn’t do the same.

“Huh? Johann…!”

Fans who were hastily raising their cameras at the familiar silhouette walking out of the main entrance frown.

‘Ah. It’s not him.’

Unkempt beard and glasses, an old jumper covering hunched shoulders. Next to him, a woman with her head deeply bowed, hair tied up messily while wearing a mask, walks along sluggishly.

“You really won’t have a drink?”

Shake shake.

“Ah, because of a cold? Tsk. Can’t be helped.”

The two conversed as they headed toward the bus stop, and at the man’s weak Cantonese, the fans turned their gaze back to the main entrance.

-President! Johann’s manager from the parking lot…! Ah, no! It’s a janitor!

“Tsk.”

Meanwhile, the man and woman who came out to the roadside stand looking at the road.

Soon, a vehicle stops in front of them.

The man who quickly got in puts his hand to his eyes to remove contact lenses, and the woman takes off her mask while breathing heavily.

“Huff! Huff huff!”

“Wow. You can act pretty well, Camila?”

That’s right. The two were Johann and Camila.

“My, my goodness! Crazy!”

Her heart and head feel like they’re going to explode.

But her whole body is tingling just as much.

An experience like becoming a spy in a movie.

“Jo, Johann, have you always been like this?”

“No?”

This was his first time doing special makeup to deceive fans.

“Huh? For a first time….”

If there hadn’t been prior instructions to only nod and not answer when he said something, she would have been shocked to the point of fainting at the completely different voice.

He seemed like a completely different person from usual, yet was so natural that she thought it was something he experienced often, but it wasn’t.

‘Johann’s acting ability was at this level?’

“Haha. I’m pretty good at voice mimicry.”

It was all thanks to ‘The One Who Became a Star’.

Johann drew upon ‘The One Who Became a Star’s’ acting ability for the first time in a while.

‘Hong Kong was also a region where he was active….’

In 1997, when Hong Kong was a British territory before being incorporated as China’s special administrative region.

He had created several safe houses back then, but the CIA would have already cleared them all out, so none would remain.

‘Unless it’s a different One Who Became a Star.’

Numerous ‘Ones Who Became Stars’ who operated covertly in Hong Kong from when it was a British territory until after it was incorporated as China’s special administrative region.

Among them, some had created safe houses without the CIA’s knowledge, and in those safe houses remained various treasures that disappeared from the world when they died during operations.

He wanted to recover those treasures if possible, but if he went around unscheduled routes to recover treasures, the situation of arousing suspicion from Japan’s Cabinet Intelligence Investigation Office like last time might repeat.

It wouldn’t be too late to recover them when there was an opportunity later.

Johann decided to be patient for now and recalled the fans’ behavior from earlier.

‘They were persistent.’

He hadn’t even thought about giving them anything, yet they were already expecting something.

How should he put it, it was tiresome. Even though it had only been a few hours since arriving in Hong Kong.

Vroom! Beep beep!

‘…It’s bustling.’

Countless people walking the streets and neon signs written in Chinese characters.

Apart from the feelings he had about the fans, it felt quite mystical.

‘It feels like New York’s Chinatown expanded infinitely.’

That’s why various thoughts come to mind.

He wants to walk on those streets.

“Rick, aren’t you hungry?”

“I hear the night view of a place called Tsim Sha Tsui in Hong Kong is quite nice. How about having dinner near there?”

The current time is 9 o’clock. After having dinner while viewing the night scene and then going to the newly moved dormitory, it would be just the right time to sleep.

“Oh!”

‘Tsim Sha Tsui! Right, that place existed?’

‘The One Who Became a Star’ also considered the night view there exceptional.

“What do you think, Camila?”

“Sounds good!”

For her, this was her first time visiting an East Asian country since stopping by Singapore during Fifth Harmony.

Camila’s eyes sparkled as she wondered what Hong Kong’s scenery would be like and what kind of food there would be – curiosities she’d had since the airplane but had forgotten until now because of the fans, making Johann, Rick, and Anna smile.

* * *

“Wow, amazing!”

Red, white, blue, yellow.

The tall buildings in the forest of skyscrapers across the ocean each glow in different colors, piercing into their eyes.

Lasers shooting from the buildings.

The lights of office workers spreading beyond the glass windows of the buildings.

Even the humid and chilly wind that dampens their bodies makes their bodies lean against the railing sway naturally.

That’s why it’s regrettable. Because his true self cannot be part of this scenery.

‘But wouldn’t this also be a memory?’

Johann looks at Camila, suggesting they take photos even though he’s disguised.

“Hong Kong-!”

“Huh?”

She turns her gaze from the ocean to look at him and starts singing.

‘Haha! She must be really enjoying herself!’

Jay-Z and Alicia Keys’ Empire State Of Mind.

Her eyes are full of happiness as she sings, changing New York to Hong Kong.

Johann’s mouth opens without him realizing it.

“In the concrete jungle where dreams are made-!”

“There’s nothing you can’t do! This is Hong Kong!”

The harmony of the two echoes among the tourists who came to see the night view in front of the Hong Kong Museum of Art.

Surprised tourists turn their gaze from the night view and walk toward them.

One person, three people, five people, ten people, twenty people.

People who gathered in an instant form a semicircle and smile at the sudden event.

“Mom! Singers! Singers!”

“Hoho. You’re right?”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Children jumping up and down while holding their parents’ hands.

Lovers leaning on each other.

People among them moving to the rhythm and singing along.

Someone holds up a phone, but neither Johann nor Camila shrink back.

Since they are different people now, not Johann and Camila, there’s no risk of being caught, so they sing louder and with more emotion.

“Hong Kong….”

“Whew! Whew!”

Clap clap clap clap clap clap!

“Thank you! Thank you!”

Such praise is always appreciated, but now it’s especially more appreciated.

Because it’s praise sent purely for their voices, not for recognition or appearance.

“Encore! Encore! Encore!”

Johann and Camila look at each other.

“Letter Written in the Sky?”

“Go! Are you listening-!”

She sings her part and takes the lead first.

She’s definitely experienced.

Rather than rap like before, she continues the flow with singing first.

Johann waited quietly, then stepped forward and put strength into his vocal cords.

Since there was no microphone or amplifier, he had to raise his voice.

* * *

“Waaaah!”

“Here you go….”

“Wow! Thank you!”

Johann and Camila smile warmly as they receive the coin offered by a young boy who toddled out.

Children are always lovely beings to see.

‘The child Emily will have will be this cute too, right?’

“You sing so well? Are you perhaps singers?”

“Haha. No! It’s just a hobby.”

“My goodness! It seems like you’re beyond that level?”

A white middle-aged man with a hip bag around his waist, who seems to have drunk quite a bit while touring, rolls his flushed eyes around.

“Um… If you want to become singers, contact me at this number. Someone I know runs a label!”

‘Oh, Netflix.’

Netflix, the OTT platform currently preparing to expand worldwide, which achieved about $6.8 billion in revenue in 2015 alone.

Johann and Camila feel even better about meeting an official here. This person is also giving them his business card based purely on their skills.

“Oh! Is there a song you’d like to hear? This is the last song!”

“Oh. Then Sting! Englishman in New York! Change New York to Hong Kong!”

“Great choice!”

Johann smiled brightly and snapped his fingers to keep the beat, while Camila stepped back and opened her mouth, watching the middle-aged man heading to his original spot.

“I don’t drink coffee, I take tea.”

“I prefer toast on one side only.”

Englishman in New York, a song about the sorrows of an immigrant, a British person living in New York.

“Englishman in Hong Kong!”

“Woohoo-!”

“Hahahaha!”

People laugh at the middle-aged man’s excessive cheering, and Johann and Camila also burst into laughter.

That’s when it happens.

‘Huh?’

Johann’s expression hardens as he discovers something.

“Son of a bitch!”

“Huh? Johann?”

Johann kicks the ground and runs toward the middle-aged man. He lunges toward a man who approaches the middle-aged man and reaches out his hand.

“Where do you think you’re going!”

Smack!

“Argh!”

“Kyaah!”

The surroundings instantly become chaotic.

Johann catches the wallet that shot up into the air and fell, handing it to the middle-aged man who stood frozen in bewilderment.

“This is yours.”

“…My goodness.”

In just a few short seconds, the middle-aged man’s mouth fell open when he saw his torn hip bag.

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