Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 46

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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 46

 

 

”Phew.”

A shut-in touches his eyes against the sunlight pouring through the large window.

Sunlight he hasn’t seen in who knows how many days.

A mobile phone is held in his hand.

 

Giselle Buncheon, Marriage!

Victoria’s Secret Angels All Assembled!

 

“This… somehow ended up becoming a song that fits the situation.”

Lyrics that clearly expressed the meeting between Johann and Giselle.

It was even more so because it wasn’t a sweet and fluttering song like typical love confession songs.

But today, his written lyrics fit the wedding, turning it into a proposal song just for Giselle Buncheon.

It was truly an amusing coincidence.

“I hope she likes it.”

Lyrics written over the past few days without sleep.

He even went through several reviews. He did everything he could.

He smiled with relief and leaned back.

Though he desperately wanted to watch that party, he needed to sleep first.

 

* * *

 

Bridget Moynahan left without a word.

Having lost her timing, there was nothing she could do, and no one even paid attention to her. They were only busy giving thumbs up to Tom Brady who had prepared this surprise event.

Only the wedding guests who knew the situation applauded Johann and sang along with the lyrics.

“Oh, my queen-!”

Intense rock that pounded the whole body and made blood boil.

Though from an older generation, rock that always captivated people like this.

The people in the banquet hall began to go wild.

 

Zing-!

“Uaaaah!”

“Kyaaaah!”

People screaming at the guitar solo in the middle of the song as if a rock star had appeared, and at a small boy’s guitar solo at that.

“Whew. He has that talent too.”

Skills that could never be thought of as belonging to that age group.

At his companion’s words, the white middle-aged man in his 50s with a pale complexion lifted his lips.

“The larger the population, the more buried geniuses there are.”

He didn’t know much about music. But he knew that such a performance wasn’t possible at that age.

“Whether he’ll remain buried or soar, who knows…”

If he soars, he’ll become a star that shakes America.

‘My child too…’

As his earth-covered heart was about to split, he quickly shook his head.

“I just hope he soars late.”

“Why do you think that?”

“Because if you soar with unripened wings, they’re bound to break someday.”

‘I should leave soon.’

This was enough to show loyalty. Now that everyone was paying attention to the young genius was the right timing.

“What if those wings come in two pairs?”

“Hm?”

“Look at this. It’s a painting that boy drew.”

The middle-aged man froze upon seeing the mobile phone his companion held out.

‘Hyperrealism?’

Hyperrealistic technique that even decent established artists found difficult, no, that those who couldn’t do it absolutely couldn’t do.

Moreover, at such a young age with unripened hands, it shouldn’t be possible.

But there was something that bothered him.

A sense of unease that stimulated a corner of his mind from the moment he saw the painting.

“Wait.”

The middle-aged man who took the mobile phone examined the painting and widened his eyes upon discovering something.

A smile mark in the corner of the lower right.

“…Benjamin?”

His whole body trembled.

The child buried in his heart already 10 years ago.

His son who was born lacking due to his parents’ fault, burned alone and lonely, then flew to heaven.

This was a trace of that child.

He urgently looked at Johann.

 

* * *

 

“Encore! Encore! Encore!”

‘This is… a different kind of emotion.’

Actors, singers, models.

Not one person here wasn’t a star.

Such people were singing along to his song and sending cheers toward him.

It felt like being a rock star like the Eagles or Led Zeppelin in their prime.

The blood boiling in his chest cried out to pluck the guitar strings.

‘Eagles, Joseph Fiddler Walsh’ told him to respond to the audience’s request.

But he forcibly suppressed it.

This was Giselle’s wedding party. He shouldn’t become the main character.

“Encore-!”

Giselle enthusiastically cheering among the people.

Johann chuckled.

Then just one more song.

He looked at the drummer.

“Rock and roll?”

“…Rock and roll-!”

Bam-ba! Bam-ba!

Ching! Ching-ching!

“…Wooooah!”

Led Zeppelin’s Rock and Roll.

People whose blood boiled again screamed with excitement, and singers who couldn’t contain that heat ran to Johann’s side.

Gazes crossing at that moment. Silent agreement.

The moment Usher and Justin Timberlake grabbed microphones, the banquet hall exploded.

 

Clap! Clap!

Fist bumping with fists.

They grabbed each other’s arms and pulled into embraces.

And took photos together.

“See you on Billboard, boy.”

“If you want to debut, contact this number.”

“Could I possibly ask you for a drawing?”

The singers, actors, and models dispersed with satisfied smiles.

“Please refrain from taking my photos!”

Johann chuckled as he watched them.

‘Top stars are definitely top stars.’

Even though he was just singing casually, their emotions exploded.

The aura that captivated the masses.

He instantly understood why they had reached the pinnacle.

‘So that means… in the distant future, to reach Billboard number one, I’ll have to compete with them?’

He left some casual words of comfort for Team Smithingtons, whom he’d compete against first.

“You! Johann, you…!”

“How was it? Was I cool?”

“You call that a question?! You were absolutely amazing-! This is crazy!”

Flash and Emily jumped up and down.

Sandra Sherman and Ada also looked at him with surprised eyes.

That’s when it happened.

Swoosh!

A white man in his 50s approached them silently.

‘Oh no.’

It was Benjamin’s father, the ‘art student’ he’d seen at church.

“…May I ask your name?”

“Hello. I’m Johann Jefferson.”

“Gasp!”

That clear voice.

For a moment, overlapping with his son’s image, he couldn’t hold back his rising tears.

 

* * *

 

The party that seemed like it would continue until dawn came to an end in the late evening for the bride and groom’s first night.

“Thank you, Lima.”

Giselle, her face flushed red, expressed her gratitude to friends she’d made in society, including Adriana Lima.

“What are you talking about. You’ll do the same for us when we get married. I’ll look forward to my wedding?”

“Haha! Of course!”

“And…”

There was someone else who had really worked hard today.

The boy who had heated up the party atmosphere.

“Johann?”

“Right, that kid! He’s the one, isn’t he?”

The student Giselle was secretly teaching.

“What’s with that kid?”

Amazing drawing skills, guitar skills that transcended his age, boldness that didn’t falter even in front of numerous stars, and on top of that, the skill to naturally induce audience response.

His singing ability was somewhat ordinary, but he overflowed with star quality.

“Isn’t he going to debut?”

“He has. Under his own name.”

He was selling songs he composed himself as digital music. He just didn’t reveal it because he disliked receiving too much attention.

“He’s a kid who loves getting attention more than anyone, but hates having his freedom suppressed because of that attention.”

“…Aha?”

Somehow that seemed just like that kid.

“Is that so?”

“Wait. What are you plotting?”

“Nothing. But that song, what was it called, Queen of Midnight? You’re not going to release that as a digital single, right?”

“Hmm… I don’t think so?”

It was a song Johann had composed for her.

Moreover, it was a dedication song with lyrics written by Brian McKnight himself, the only one of its kind in the world. Even though it sounded like a proposal song, it felt too precious to share with others.

“Got it. Congratulations on your marriage once again…”

Adriana Lima hugged Giselle tightly and gave her a long congratulatory message, then gave meaningful looks to the other wedding guests and stars who hadn’t left yet.

‘I must repay this favor.’

Johann had saved the wedding that almost got ruined.

A meaningful smile began to form on her lips.

 

* * *

 

Late morning, by the window where sunlight poured in.

Andrew Pearson, the planning team leader at Rocky Management, sat in front of his laptop after returning from exercise.

He checked what changes had occurred in his artists’ sales last night.

This was Andrew Pearson’s daily routine.

“Hm? What’s this?”

He suddenly rubbed his eyes.

The numbers remained unchanged.

The download numbers even increased every time he refreshed.

“What?!”

What on earth had happened between last night and this morning?

He hurriedly accessed Johann’s SNS and Reddit.

Then…

 

Oh, Adriana Lima recommended a song!

What? Usher recommended the same song too?

Justin recommended it too.

New England Patriots players recommended it too?

Everyone wait-! I figured out the connection!

 

‘These people…’

Checking the lineup, they were stars who attended Giselle Buncheon’s wedding yesterday.

“…Was it enough to captivate even those stars?”

What on earth had happened at the wedding?

Andrew’s eyes began to sink heavily.

 

* * *

 

Giselle Buncheon’s wedding review!

What happened at Giselle Buncheon’s wedding!

Usher! Thanks for the fun time!

Top model’s wedding guests are fashionistas? Young guests’ fashion!

 

“This seems like pretty obvious behavior…”

The subtle bribe of asking for drawings.

Johann, who had checked community sites and news, brought his mobile phone to his ear.

-For the time being, don’t even go to school…

“I can’t go anyway because of work for the time being.”

-…That’s right. And if possible, don’t go home either, stay somewhere else.

Calls are coming from here and there, but it’s a happening that will die down in a few days. America will quickly burn with other fires as it always has.

“I understand. Thank you for calling, Mr. Pearson.”

-If anything happens, resolve it through the bottom manager first. Then.

As the call ends, Emily and Flash approach.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m okay.”

It’s not like photos were posted on their posts anyway.

Diligent and smart people will find their way to YouTube through the dreams they shared – the journey on a boat and the Earth seen by the moon rabbit – but those who aren’t will just listen to the two songs and that’s it.

‘No, they’ll probably just watch the news and that’s it.’

The dedication song for Giselle, Queen of 12 O’Clock, was decided not to be released as a music source, so only the wedding guests who attended the wedding know about it.

The dedication song for Larry and Ada was planned to be refined a bit more and given as a gift on Parents’ Day.

“…Why?”

“You look too calm.”

If it were her, she would have been beside herself with joy.

“Huh? I was happy though.”

Saturday, at Giselle’s wedding party.

That day, even sitting still, laughter came out and she didn’t know what to do. Thanks to that, she was able to complete one of the three songs she had left unfinished. Even ‘Wolf Pups’.

“That’s not what I mean! It’s only been two days!”

“Right! You’re acting a bit strange right now!”

Johann was originally calm, but today’s appearance is very alien.

“Hmm… Emily, Flash. Do you know what happens if you stay excited for too long in the forest?”

“…Don’t tell me you die?”

“There’s a high probability of that.”

Excitement narrows senses and vision, which soon leads to injury or death.

“I guess that’s why. Still….”

As he pulls up the buried emotions, his lips begin to twitch. His body stirs.

And when he closes his eyes and opens them, Johann’s expression sinks back to normal.

“…Robot. Johann, from now on you’re a robot.”

“Calling a person a robot is a bit much. Want to get hit?”

“I don’t know! From now on Johann is a robot! Emily, you agree too, right? Bang bang bang!”

‘Should I hit him?’

As Johann clenches his fist, Emily opens her mouth.

“Then what did you talk about with that man?”

The man who had very sad eyes.

“Hmm. Nothing much?”

Benjamin’s father, the ‘art student’.

“He just asked me not to give up on drawing and to keep drawing.”

The signature that could only be seen as coincidence.

He who seemed to have a lot to say just moved his lips and turned away.

‘Good thing I didn’t absorb Benjamin.’

If he had seen him while absorbed, he might have cried.

“I see.”

Johann turns his gaze from Emily who nods and looks at the woman sitting in the back seat of the minivan.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

‘So that’s possible even at that age.’

Emotional control that you’d only see from veteran actors.

Screech!

“We’ve arrived.”

The car stops in front of a building that looks like a huge warehouse.

As Johann and the children get out, a man rushes over urgently.

“Wait! You can’t park here!”

“Hello. We’re Johann Jefferson and Jessica Chastain, scheduled to film today.”

“…Ah.”

That’s right. Johann had come here today to film at Grey’s Anatomy’s LA studio.

 

* * *

 

Fairmont School, which strives to cultivate students’ character through excellent faculty, outstanding educational curriculum, and various experiences, even allowed Emily and Flash to tour the filming set.

Emily and Flash were able to come along by winning rock-paper-scissors against friends who also wanted to follow.

Jessica Chastain is originally an actress who signed a freelance contract with Rocky Management, paying a certain percentage of commission each time they connect her with work, and she was selected through an internal audition held this time.

Actress Jessica Chastain, who played Salome in the play Salome directed by Al Pacino, a renowned actor and director.

She’s scheduled to appear as Johann’s mother today.

‘So this is a filming studio….’

Inside the huge building, carved backgrounds are set up. Backgrounds of corridors, hospital rooms, operating rooms, etc.

And countless people busily moving between them. There are actors and staff members too.

‘It’s hot.’

The heat emanating from people seems to warm the body.

‘I understand actors.’

Movies and dramas, as Johann defined them, are about making videos of intense moments from someone’s or some people’s long lives.

That can be based on reality, and sometimes it can be created from imagination.

You become the protagonist of that intense moment.

Of course it’s enjoyable and joyful.

‘I’m doing that right now too.’

Countless beings he has read so far.

He’s watched the long life of stones, and watched dragonflies in typhoons. Through ‘The One Who Became a Star’, he even tried being a spy.

You become a character appearing in the most impactful moments of such lives. A character in moments everyone imagines.

Could there be any being who wouldn’t be happy about that?

‘But why can the staff be so passionate?’

Is it because of the joy of creating interesting moments with your own hands?

Or is it simply because of money?

“Ms. Chastain, are filming studios usually all like this….”

“Is it you guys?”

A pot-bellied black man in his 40s who approached quickly looks Johann’s group up and down and frowns.

“Just like a kindergarten. Where did these idiots come from….”

“Try saying one more word?”

“…Producer Stoltz.”

Eric Stoltz approaches casually.

He winks at Johann and hardens his expression as he looks at the black man, the casting director.

“Producer Rhimes also approved this.”

If there are complaints about casting, he can take it up with Shonda Lynn Rhimes, the original creator and executive producer of this drama.

“…So you’re going to use this kid who’s never done any acting! What do you take this drama for!”

As his shout echoes loudly, the studio stops.

People whose expressions darken thinking ‘Again?’

Eric Stoltz also closes his mouth.

‘I never thought he hadn’t done any acting….’

Johann, who had no works to his name when they inquired with Rocky Management.

As Eric Stoltz closes his mouth, the casting director’s lips twist. Finally, he’s caught this contract director’s weakness.

“So you’re saying….”

“I’ve done it before.”

“What?”

“I said I’ve done it before, acting.”

And quite a lot at that.

In the Rocky Mountains forest, after coming out of the forest, and even now.

Eric Stoltz’s eyes wavered at Johann’s confident appearance.

 

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