Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 232

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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 232

59. Fan Meeting

Denver, Colorado.

University of Colorado Library.

Three female students in their teens stare intently at a laptop connected to wired internet.

“They definitely said 65,000 people.”

The fan meeting schedule posted on Johann’s official SNS. They said they would invite a whopping 65,000 people to the Western States fan meeting to be held at Dodger Stadium.

“It’s a concert.”

Johann’s first concert.

His first concert in 7 years since debut.

This was the situation they had been waiting for so long.

“We absolutely have to buy VIP package tickets.”

The VIP package that allows greetings, autographs, and photo shoots with the star before and after the concert. Since they were going all the way to LA anyway, they had to do everything.

“How much will it cost?”

“Is that important right now?”

“It is important!”

Buying tickets wasn’t the end of it.

“What about round-trip transportation, accommodation, and meals?”

“Ah.”

Transportation and accommodation costs alone would cost as much as VIP tickets.

Even setting aside the fact that they were still 16-year-old minors who needed their parents’ permission, this would be an enormous burden for them working part-time jobs.

“Even if we get cheap Airbnb accommodation and all sleep together…”

“…Let’s just not eat.”

“What?”

“Will we die from starving for one day?”

Or they could buy bulk snacks and share them.

“This solves the meal problem, right?”

“…Yeah.”

“Girls, 5 minutes left.”

5 minutes before ticket sales start.

At that moment, their eyes began to burn with fighting spirit. Because 1.5 million Western States fans were their rivals.

‘Usually there are 300 VIP package tickets for singer concerts!’

In other words, they had to compete at 5000 to 1 odds.

“You saw what was posted on SNS, right?”

The warning message that you must bring the payment card with you for entry. It was an excellent decision to eliminate scalping, but if you let your guard down, you might not be able to make reservations at all.

That’s why they absolutely had to do an opening run.

“Let me explain again. We’re booking the right diagonal from center among the VIP seats, the 4 o’clock direction.”

An ambiguous position that was neither dead center nor corner.

When people read text or look at pictures, they generally start from the upper left, and Teacher said the 4 o’clock direction was the place people look at last.

“…Okay.”

“And from now on, don’t open your mouths.”

These were the girls who had secretly infiltrated the University of Colorado Library, which was said to have the fastest internet in Denver, for this ticket booking. If they caused a commotion, the booking would be ruined.

The girls nodded and kept their mouths tightly shut, and finally ticket booking opened.

Tap tap tap!

Their hands moved faster than lightning.

That’s when it happened.

“Wha, what?! The, the price is 10 dollars?”

It was an unbelievable price. VIP packages usually started at 150 dollars.

“Is, isn’t this a bug?”

“I, I don’t know! Just pay for it!”

They could think about it later.

Having decided quickly, they rapidly requested payment approval and…

“I got it!”

“Me too!”

“Kyaa! I succeeded too!”

“Ahem!”

“Cough!”

The three quickly shut their mouths and apologized to those around them.

Having achieved their goal, the girls quietly got up and hurriedly left the library.

Because if the University of Colorado contacted them before they strategically told their parents, the terrible situation of having to refund their booked tickets might occur.

“Huff! Huff!”

“I, I think this is far enough!”

The girls stopped running and high-fived each other with twitching faces.

They wanted to hug each other and jump around, but there were still things left to resolve.

“Could it be a bug?”

“…We’ll know if we check.”

“Ah! An announcement was posted on Johann’s SNS!”

We are currently flooded with inquiries about fan meeting tickets, but the VIP ticket package price of 10 dollars and general admission price of 1 dollar are correct.

Since this is literally a fan meeting, we made this decision, and all ticket proceeds except fees will be donated.

“…Isn’t he crazy?!”

He really was crazy.

This could only be seen as crazy.

“He already donated all the profits from his first album to Tanzania!”

Was Johann really a saint?

Were they liking such an amazing person?

Tears welled up in their eyes.

“Wa, wait! There’s more text below!”

And since there are ambiguous phrases regarding entry in the announcement, we will add and modify several places.

Entry denied without payment card → Entry denied without payment card and if not the cardholder themselves.

Under no circumstances can minors enter without accompanying guardians.

This is to protect minors, so we ask minors who fall under the above to refund within 48 hours.

P.S. Even if you throw a tantrum at the venue, we won’t make exceptions.

Boom!

A massive shock hit the back of their heads.

“I, I used my mom’s card?”

“If, if I tell dad, he’ll absolutely not let me go?”

“…Ah.”

Looking at each other, they collapsed right there.

* * *

“We’ve obtained it.”

At Andrew Pearson’s words, everyone heads to the conference room. Not only the Executive Office but also department heads from the PR team and other departments.

This was the first event hosted by Johann, who could be said to have created the current Rocky Management. All related departments had no choice but to mobilize.

Larry and Johnny, seated in their chairs, look at Andrew Pearson.

“Why was this so delayed?”

It was already November, and the fan meeting would start next month.

“I apologize. We obtained materials like DVDs quickly, but it took some time to recruit talent with experience in overall planning and direction.”

Murmur!

‘He even recruited someone for a single event? That Pearson?’

‘…There’s something to this.’

Andrew Pearson, the embodiment of thoroughness, the robot of efficiency.

As the eyes of the Larry’s changed, Andrew Pearson smiled faintly and pointed to the woman standing beside him.

A young woman in a women’s suit who looked like she was in her teens.

“Ah, hello! I’m Seon-a Kim!”

‘Rocky! Rocky-!’

Rocky Management, the top management company on the US West Coast, representing artists like Bruno Mars, Robin Joel, Mark Wahlberg, Camila Cabello and hundreds of models and actors.

Among them, the biggest star would undoubtedly be Johann standing before them.

‘An avatar sent down by the god of art!’

The genius of the century, Johann Jefferson.

“I worked for 10 years as an event planning manager at one of Korea’s top 3 entertainment agencies, then transferred as a section chief to a concert and event planning company under a major corporation. Recently, I received a job offer from General Planning Director Andrew Pearson here and decided to transfer to Rocky Management.”

“Wait a minute. Did you just say 10 years?”

Kim Seon-a, who had been puzzled by Larry’s words, realized what he meant.

“Ah, I do get told I look young for my age, but I’m currently 38 years old.”

Murmur!

“My goodness.”

“She looks like she’s in her teens?”

“You really can’t tell the age of Asian Students.”

Johann also looked at Kim Seon-a with surprised eyes.

At the same time, he understood the reason for recruiting her.

‘A veteran of concert planning… They’re trying to recruit more Singers.’

Perhaps they were targeting Lady Gaga, who had formed a connection with him, or maybe they wanted to use her connections when their Singers, Actors, Models, etc. went to Korea for world tours and such.

‘What’s certain is that if the Korean-style fan meeting I’m trying to adopt gets a good response, they’ll continue to use it in the future.’

Even without announcing ticket prices in advance, all seats sold out in just 10 minutes.

Andrew Pearson must have smelled strong money from this.

‘If the response is good, it’ll become another money-making method besides concerts.’

“I thought so.”

He knew there had to be another motive.

Johann, Larry, and other Staff Members who understood Andrew Pearson’s intention chuckled, and Andrew Pearson nodded toward Kim Seon-a and stepped back.

Kim Seon-a took a deep breath and opened her mouth.

“Then I’ll explain the Korean fan meeting that Mr. Jefferson is currently trying to adopt. Korean artist fan meetings are largely divided into 4 categories.”

Click!

With the sound, the giant LED TV at the front of the conference room lit up.

“Rather than other explanations, let’s check the video materials first.”

‘Oh?’

Certainly, checking video materials first would be easier to understand.

‘Korea of the Korean Wave.’

Korea’s entertainment industry, which holds a unique position in Asia through the culture of the Korean Wave and is currently expanding its territory to Europe.

Johann, who had researched Korea’s entertainment market after becoming interested in Korean music that had built its own unique territory and genre when he visited Korea for movie promotion, couldn’t help but feel anticipation and curiosity.

‘How different are the fan meeting cultures of Korea and America?’

“The Singer appearing now is a member named Taehyun from a boy group called the beast idols, who are very popular in Asia with songs like Again Again…”

-Thud thud.

‘Hoo?’

A muscular young Man who showed signs of proper training. The charisma and aura emanating from his stern face was transmitted beyond the TV.

‘What is he trying to do by being so serious?’

It was a moment of great anticipation.

-Kyuu?

“Huh?”

-Kyaaaaa!

The Fans’ screams that shook and awakened the momentary silence.

Everyone in the conference room, including Johann, looked at Kim Seon-a with trembling eyes.

“He’s, he’s acting cute? …A Man?”

And a successful Singer with such an aura at that.

Bringing his fist to his cheek with a cute expression.

“Isn’t that natural?”

Where did her timid appearance from just before go? She opened her mouth with an expression that truly couldn’t understand.

“Stars have an obligation to show everything for Fans who came from far away with difficulty.”

A Singer without Fans, no, an entertainer without Fans is a useless existence.

“So to catch and hold onto those Fans, doing anything is an entertainer’s duty.”

At those words, Johann’s eyes shook even more greatly.

“So, so you’re telling me to do that, that thing? No, right?”

“…You won’t do it? When they’re coming from across states?”

A contemptuous gaze asking if he had any conscience.

“Damn…”

Johann cursed for the first time in a long while.

That’s how terrible the situation that had arrived was.

* * *

Vrooom!

Inside a van entering LA in the morning, avoiding rush hour.

“Heh.”

The White Middle-aged Man holding the steering wheel laughed as if dumbfounded.

“Daughter, thank you. Thanks to you, I’m experiencing crossing 3 states for the first time in my life?”

He had driven from Denver, Colorado to LA to participate in what was called a fan meeting, not a concert, of the Singer his Daughter liked.

At his words, the two other adults in the van, who had taken turns driving here, also glared at their daughters.

“Ah, aaing. Father-!”

“Ah, I’ll really study hard from now on! Top 100! I’ll definitely get into the top 100 in school, Mother!”

“I’ll do all the laundry and dishes from now on…”

“…Clean your room first, This Woman.”

Did they eat chicken soup to see this sight?

Chicken soup that always comes out when giving birth in American hospitals.

The Parents held their throbbing foreheads, and the daughters fidgeted restlessly.

At the sight of their daughters who looked like they would cry any moment, they finally sighed.

“So where do we have to go first?”

The Girls’ faces brightened up completely.

“LA National Cemetery!”

They had to watch the afternoon chase scene and pay their respects.

Next was the Silver Lake Hispanic concentrated area, then after stopping by Griffith Observatory, they would see the “Fire Always Targets Us” mural, visit the Fire Museum, and then see murals at Lewis & Boris Law Firm and Rocky Management.

“Kisago Writer’s sculpture exhibition and ENU Museum too!”

‘If I had my way, I’d want to stop by La Purisima Mission and Malibu hotels too, but…’

If they did that, they might be late for the fan meeting, and La Purisima Mission was too far.

“Something… seems very wholesome?”

If this weren’t LA, these were wholesome sights that could be considered school homework or experiential learning.

“Father knows too! That Johann is incredibly upright, unlike other Singers!”

‘That’s right.’

A sincere Singer who never missed being first in his entire school. That’s why he didn’t stop his Daughter when she said she liked Johann.

“Should we even visit the school while we’re at it?”

When returning to Denver, if they took a slight detour, Orange County where Fairmont School was located would be there.

“No. Johann would hate that!”

“…Wow. Why don’t you think of your Father that way too?”

“I will from now on!”

“You’re good with words, good with words… Anyway, this is the only time.”

“…Yes!”

It was an answer that seemed absolutely not the case, but they decided to give in to their children once again.

Chatter chatter! Murmur murmur!

“…?!”

The eyes of the girls and parents widen at Dodger Stadium filled with people.

“Gasp?! It’s Camila Cabello! La, Lady Gaga?!”

“Kyaah! Gaga-!”

The girls and parents are flustered by the massive wave of people.

“We, we should have come earlier!”

“But!”

This was LA, who knows when they’d come again. They had to see everything when the opportunity came.

“Huh? When did those kids get here?”

The girls they saw earlier in the Hispanic Concentrated Area. Besides them, there were plenty of people they encountered today.

“We’d be lucky if we can get in before it starts…?”

A line that looked like it would take at least 3 hours to get through.

It was the moment the girls looked at their parents’ distorted expressions.

“VIP entry is that way!”

“Huh?”

They looked at each other then quickly headed where the staff pointed. They were amazed as they walked, receiving envious stares.

A wide open gate, unlike the one right next to it.

“Is this really the VIP entrance?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

“Awesome! Father!”

“Here.”

“Yes, I’ve confirmed your ticket and payment card. You may go inside.”

As the barricade was moved aside, the girls looked at their parents with apologetic expressions.

“…Sorry.”

Chuckle!

“Wow. You’re sorry now?”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. Since you came all this way, have fun without any regrets.”

“…Yeah!”

“Let’s go!”

As the girls quickly entered the stadium, the parents looked at each other.

“What should we do? I saw it ends at 10 PM….”

A whole 5 hours from now.

Where and how should they endure those 5 hours.

As they began to worry, a staff member approached with a smile.

“There’s a separate rest area prepared for guardians to stay until the fan meeting ends, so you can use that place.”

“Oh? Is that so?”

The staff nodded and pointed to a place where tents were lined up in a row.

The parents who headed there were startled.

“Uhhhhh.”

“Ohhhhh!”

People who looked like parents just like them were lying on black sofas, leaning back.

All of them making strange sounds with satisfied faces.

“Ex, excuse me. What is that?”

A young girl around their daughter’s age wearing a staff necklace.

“Massage chairs!”

“Massage… chairs?”

“Our singer prepared this so that mothers and fathers like you who were forced to come along with your children could wait comfortably! Would you like to come this way?”

“Oh?”

Following the staff’s guidance, they each lay down on a sofa.

“Start with the medium setting first, then gradually increase the intensity. I’ll start it now.”

“Yes….”

The staff smiled and pressed a button….

“Huhhh?!”

Something suddenly pressed firmly against their backs and moved up.

They jumped in shock but soon opened their mouths wide.

“…Uhhhhh?!”

They instantly understood.

Why those people made such expressions and sounds.

‘My, my body! My, my back?!’

It was loosening up.

The muscles that had been tightly knotted for decades while supporting their families.

Bodies and minds always crushed by fatigue.

“…Excuse me, student! Where can I buy this!”

“Ho, how much does it cost?!”

They absolutely had to buy this.

* * *

“…Crazy.”

The girls sitting in VIP seats opened the large pouches distributed at the entrance, said to be gifts from Johann to his fans, and were shocked.

A tumbler and keyring with Wolfie’s wolf logo, a pretty designed shower towel with H&M and Wolfie’s logos, a pretty bag, and even a ballpoint pen.

“Hey, your design is different from mine?”

“Gasp?! Me, me too! Mine is different from yours too!”

Gasps erupting from here and there.

“There’s, there’s a card too!”

A postcard with a wolf looking with warm eyes.

I designed it myself, but I’m not sure if you’ll like it.

Thank you for making time to come to my fan meeting, and since this is my first fan meeting, I prepared a lot of things, so I hope you enjoy it.

I love you, Wolfie.

-Johann-

If you want to purchase other designs of goods, please use the goods sales site. WWW….

“…Huhhh!”

Words that instantly erased the fatigue accumulated from Denver to this place. Dodger Stadium was flooded with tears from the overwhelming emotion.

How much time had passed like that.

The stage lighting that had been illuminating the setting sun suddenly went out.

“It, it’s starting.”

“Wha, what do we do!”

Wouldn’t their hearts stop when they see Johann.

Could they hold onto their sanity and stay in their seats until the end.

It was the moment everyone anxiously focused on the stage.

Step step step.

Footsteps reaching their ears, growing louder.

Bang bang bang!

The lighting turned on again, illuminating Johann.

Kyaaaaaaa!

-Hello, Wolfie-!

Yes! Yeah!

Waaaaaaa!

-Thank you so much for coming to my first fan meeting. So this is a gift for you who came all this way! So I’ll only show it once! Don’t ever ask me to show it again. Got it?

‘What on earth?’

“Huh?”

A staff member who came up on stage handed something to Johann, and Johann looked at it with a troubled expression before finally putting it on his head.

Then countless Wolfies shot up from their seats.

“C-cat ear headband?!”

Johann, the wolf knight, the wild macho man rumored to throw punches at the slightest provocation, had put on a cat ear headband.

But that wasn’t the end of it.

His hands, both fists, touched his cheeks.

‘N-no way? Come on, it can’t be! But still, n-no way?!’

-Meow?

“…Uwaaaaaaaaaah!”

Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Aegyo that blocked their airways and made their vision dizzy.

Dodger Stadium exploded.

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