Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 67

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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 67

 

 

Vrooom!

Inside the speeding car.

Johann becomes lost in thought.

‘The timing is good.’

Due to Grey’s Anatomy, the sales of ‘Dream – Journey on a Ship’ have rapidly increased.

This kind of news is bound to be fatal.

Someone is jealous and intentionally trying to tarnish it.

‘Who could it be…’

‘The One Who Became a Star’ always said to consider all the circumstances whenever something happens.

‘There are many.’

All the singers whose rankings dropped because of ‘Dream – Journey on a Ship’, and singers trying to make a comeback or debut.

Management companies, record labels – there are many suspects.

But this magazine is a third-rate gossip magazine only published in LA.

The radius narrows significantly.

Johann’s eyes scan the name of the reporter who wrote the article.

‘Entry.’

Johann opens his eyes after a moment, looking puzzled.

‘Black Eyed Peas…?’

A reporter who received a request from Fergie, a member of the Black Eyed Peas.

“Why?”

‘Wasn’t it business where things could go wrong anytime when people want different things?’

He would find out what happened from now on.

Johann slowly closes his eyes and opens them again.

“…Ha!”

Johann lets out a hollow laugh as his eyes turn coldly serious.

‘Similar type to Beck Kurtz.’

Beck Kurtz, the now-fallen star agency CEO who orchestrated the fake birth mother incident.

The person behind this incident is also the type who would use any means without guilt for their own benefit.

If left alone, many people will suffer damage.

‘What should I do…’

“We’ve arrived.”

“Thank you for your hard work!”

Today, even gossip magazines.

“Larry!”

Johann quickly runs up to the CEO office and his eyes widen when he sees the people inside.

“Joe? Jimmy?”

Joe Walsh and Jimmy Page raise their hands toward Johann.

 

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“Yeah, thanks. I’ll handle the rest myself.”

-Why don’t you just leave it to me?

I also have sources that could completely destroy the Black Eyed Peas.

‘Just like a reporter.’

Really greedy.

“I can’t do that.”

Then innocent people might get hurt too.

For example, Johann.

“Good sprouts must be protected.”

It’s better to quietly bury this kind of thing.

Besides, Will.i.am is a fellow Black man.

He wanted to give him a chance.

-Ugh.

“Let’s consider it adding one debt. Including that source.”

-Tsk. Fine. I owe you a lot of debts anyway. The source I secured is…

Nelson’s eyes widened.

 

* * *

 

‘150,000. 150,000…’

The moment he heard it, he knew.

This was a song definitely worth that money.

“Right. We should include it as the 16th track, not a bonus track.”

A song too precious to leave as a bonus track.

With some modifications to give it the Black Eyed Peas’ color.

That’s how they’d complete the album.

Just as Will.i.am, finally feeling at ease, was picking up the internal telephone.

Thump thump!

His mobile phone playing My Humps from their third album Monkey Business.

“What’s up…”

-It’s me. William.

“…Nelson?”

-Today I’ll be the helper giving you a chance to clean up the fourth member’s mistake.

‘A threatening call? From Nelson?’

Nelson, the Hollywood action director he met through an acquaintance at a party. An action director with such skill and connections that no action actor wouldn’t know him.

-Do you know the fourth member came to the entrance of a back alley three days ago and turned back? You’d know better than me which back alley that was, William.

Freeze!

William James Adams, Will.i.am, grits his teeth.

Fergie, who left Wild Orchid due to methamphetamine addiction.

He had monitored her after accepting her as a member, but seemed to have been neglectful during the four years of album production.

It hurt to the bone.

“…What do you want?”

-Normalization of everything. And appropriate compensation for the victim. I’m counting on you.

Click!

Will.i.am stares at the disconnected mobile phone and picks up the internal telephone.

“Find out what Fergie did. I’m giving you 10 minutes.”

After hanging up, Will.i.am lit a cigarette.

And so, 10 minutes later.

“…Got it. Hang up.”

Having figured out what she did, Will.i.am picks up his mobile phone and calls Fergie.

“Get over here. Right now.”

‘Before I kill her.’

Blood vessels began to show in his eyes.

 

Slam!

“What’s wrong…”

Grab!

“Kek?!”

Fergie, who had come up wondering about the sudden call, is shocked by Will.i.am’s action of grabbing her throat and pushing her against the wall.

Will.i.am blows cigarette smoke toward her.

“Hey, you stupid woman.”

Why on earth did you do such a thing?

“If you had just been patient a little longer, why.”

‘I, I’ve been caught?!’

Her heart sinks.

“Wi, Will! Listen to me first!”

“Do you know what I have to pay because of what you did?”

“Will!”

“Stacy Ann Ferguson. You think I didn’t know you wanted to break away from me?”

An ungrateful bitch who succeeded thanks to him, yet tries to escape from him.

“Gasp!”

Fergie’s body turns cold.

All the blood drains from her.

“Since it’s damage caused by you, you’ll have to pay it all back. You stupid bitch.”

The period is for life.

“Instead, I’ll give you enough money so you won’t starve to death.”

For her, who had someday wanted to break away from Black Eyed Peas when the time came, this was a terrifying punishment.

‘No!’

She collapsed.

 

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“Hmm. That’s unfortunate.”

Chills!

-…I hope we can have a good relationship going forward.

“If we need Will’s help, I’ll contact you.”

Andrew Pearson, who ended the call, clicks his tongue.

‘I’ll have to scrap all the plans I had in mind.’

Andrew Pearson, who clicked his tongue in disappointment, looks at Bruno Mars and Johann.

“Congratulations, Peter and Johann. You’ve gained lifelong allies.”

“Excuse me?”

“As of this moment, Black Eyed Peas will stand by Peter and Johann’s side and defend and fight for you both, even if you commit crimes.”

And when Bruno Mars releases an album or works on any singer’s song, they’ll make it known to the world with great fanfare.

“Including all the connections linked to Black Eyed Peas.”

This was value that could never be measured in money.

It wasn’t something possible just because you had money.

“…Wow, why are they suddenly doing that?”

Bruno Mars’ eyes turn cold.

Johann feels the same way.

“Well….”

Andrew Pearson is puzzled by that too.

‘It was definitely an annoyed voice.’

Will.i.am didn’t do this of his own accord.

Someone is behind this.

Whoever it is, he’s truly grateful.

Johann thinks the same.

‘Who could it be?’

The Will.i.am that Johann had accessed was a businessman.

If he had known about Fergie’s scheme in advance, he would have naturally used it.

‘I need to find out.’

Johann enters the Library.

Soon he opens his eyes and makes a strange smile.

The homeless busker of Venice Island, Action Director Nelson.

He had stepped in.

‘Debt….’

The price for using Desert Song.

Also, he was worried that Johann might suffer from being caught up in the adults’ greed.

Nelson was a kind adult.

It seems like he should probably copy and send a few more of the Lost Martial Arts of Persian Empire besides Desert Song.

He could package it as something he realized while striving to kill the beasts of the Forest.

‘Then now the problem is those people….’

Joe Walsh and Jimmy Page, who until just before that phone call, he had considered jokers to escape Black Eyed Peas’ clutches.

Two bluebirds that suddenly flew in.

“Thank you. Joe, Jimmy.”

How should he repay this favor?

Jimmy Page strokes Johann’s head as if this was natural.

“I’m glad things ended easily. Alright!”

“Are you leaving?”

The two who said they came to buy ‘For Victory’.

Leaving like this doesn’t make sense.

“Puhaha! You want us to sing teen pop?”

That’s ridiculous.

The content of that gossip magazine was material that could become a social issue, so they had rushed over wondering if there was anything they could help with.

For Johann and Bruno Mars, who were good connections.

Saying they came to buy ‘For Victory’ was just an excuse they made up since the matter was already resolved.

Of course, they would have bought it if there was a good song.

‘No way.’

He can’t let them go like this.

Johann looks at Emily.

She smiles and nods at him.

Johann smiles gratefully and looks at Joe Walsh and Jimmy Page again.

“The original version is rock though?”

Pause!

Rock created by Johann, the avatar sent down by the god of rock.

“There’s also a new version.”

“…Where?”

“Right here.”

Johann shows them the USB.

But to properly listen to this, they need to go to Bruno Mars’ Studio.

Thud!

Joe Walsh gets up.

“What are you doing! Lead the way!”

‘Puhaha!’

That’s Joe Walsh alright.

Laughter burst out.

 

“Oh, welcome!”

“W-welcome!”

The studio, cleaned to perfection just like when they first signed the contract upon hearing news of Joe Walsh and Jimmy Page’s visit. Everyone suppresses their laughter at the sight of the members with flushed red faces, twisting their bodies nervously.

“Haha. It’s cramped, isn’t it?”

“Cramped!”

It’s much better than the recording studio Eagles and Led Zeppelin first got.

“Still, everything you need is here, so don’t worry.”

Bruno Mars looks at Johann, and Johann connects the USB he brought to the laptop.

“This is the original version.”

Thump! Thump thump thump!

The drum sound strikes the heart intensely.

The fierce guitar riff that follows tears through the heart and burrows between the flesh.

‘My God.’

His whole body tingles and resonates.

He realizes it the moment he hears it.

‘This is it!’

The title track for Joe Walsh & Jimmy Page’s collaboration album.

All the title track candidates they had chosen fall back.

“Stop! Stop!”

Johann stops the playback and smiles.

“Should I bring the contract?”

“Bring it right now!”

When Johann looks at Larry who followed along, he quickly grabs his mobile phone and leaves the studio.

The studio quickly fills with hot energy.

Johann waits for Joe Walsh and Jimmy Page to calm down before opening his mouth.

“Would you like to hear the new version too?”

“The EDM teen pop? …Do we have to?”

“I think I can upgrade it.”

“Even more than this?”

This alone is already perfect, yet he says he can upgrade it. There must be clues within the song.

People nod their heads, curious about what magic this young genius will perform again.

“Focus on the instrument playing, not the song.”

Johann plays the new version of ‘For Victory.’

Then…

“Oh?”

It changed.

Subtle, but an undeniably significant change occurred.

A violin melody that seems to soar from earth to sky, then immediately plummet to the depths underground. If the previous one was crying and screaming, this one has an even deeper emotional valley.

Grief covered in bloody tears.

The slightly deeper technique than before made this possible.

And then the EDM follows.

“Huh? Hmm?”

Bruno Mars opens his eyes wide.

The members, Joe Walsh, and Jimmy Page also look at Johann in surprise.

The piano that should flow harmoniously within the EDM reveals its presence intensely.

“Classical?”

The center of this song is electronic pop and teen pop.

The electronic sounds of EDM, electric guitar, and drums are the center and identity.

The piano is like the basic base, like broth in cooking.

But that base devours the other ingredients.

Theoretically speaking, it’s a complete mess.

But…

“What, why is this possible?”

The piano melody makes the narrative of the song and lyrics even richer.

It drops the level of the other instruments far below.

No, the level of the violin and piano is so high that everything else sounds amateurish, as if worked on by amateurs.

Only the guitar barely survives, gasping for breath.

‘What The!’

An even greater thrill than before sweeps through his entire body.

“What happened in just a few days?! This is something even music college students couldn’t do!”

‘It was possible.’

Josef II’s talent was beyond imagination.

He definitely thought it would be difficult due to the different era, but Josef II’s talent accomplished it all too easily.

“I got to take lessons this time. I figured out how to play the piano.”

Shudder!

Bruno Mars, Joe Walsh, and Jimmy Page tremble.

‘This is too fast!’

Johann has already shown genius in guitar and composition.

As he ages and gains new experiences, he’ll become something beyond genius.

But that moment came too quickly.

“Ha! This forces me to get serious too!”

Bruno Mars had held back somewhat since it wasn’t for a music release and the singer was Emily.

As his eyes burn with passion, Johann looks at Joe Walsh and Jimmy Page.

“How about it?”

Now Bruno Mars will upgrade the entire song to match the level of that piano accompaniment.

That requires guitar playing with the full power and sincerity of both men.

“However, the problem is…”

Joe Walsh and Jimmy Page look at each other.

“Can’t sing it?”

“Can’t.”

Joe Walsh, one of Eagles’ vocalists.

So he was going to do the vocals for the Joe Walsh & Jimmy Page collaboration album too. But he can’t handle this.

“If I forced myself to sing it, I could somehow manage.”

But that way, he wouldn’t be able to express even half the song.

Being stubborn because of pride?

That’s not the spirit of rock.

“We’ll need to recruit a vocalist.”

First, they exclude Eagles and Led Zeppelin.

If they were going to bring them in, they would have called them long ago.

This album is a new challenge for just the two of them.

A challenge into the unknown.

“Who would be good?”

Who could sing this song perfectly?

It was the moment candidates were rising in their minds.

“What. Just an ordinary genius you can see anywhere, Salonen.”

“Huh?”

Everyone’s gaze turns toward the studio door.

Standing there are an elderly woman with ash gray hair wearing a sullen expression, a puzzled Esa-Pekka Salonen, and an awkward Andrew Pearson.

“Kid, was that performance just now your full power?”

“…Who are you?”

“Ma, Martha Argerich!”

Tiger of the keyboard. The most successful female pianist in recording history.

‘If Horowitz was the greatest male pianist of the 20th century, then Martha Argerich is the female counterpart’ – such is the saying about this globally recognized female pianist.

Larry’s shrill cry, with his considerable knowledge of classical music, shook the studio.

 

* * *

 

Crash!

Esa-Pekka Salonen carefully closes the door and sighs as he watches Sophia pounding the piano as if to break it.

“Even though she seemed fine, it must have been a shock after all.”

If she had continued acting like nothing happened, he might have been even more worried.

That would mean she had given up on something.

‘Overcome this, Sophia.’

“Damn it.”

It pains him that there’s nothing he can do as a parent.

This trial is something only Sophia must overcome alone.

She must overcome it by screaming and shedding tears of blood.

If she can safely overcome this trial, Sophia will be able to grow even more.

As a parent and as a teacher, all he could do was stand here and watch over her, which left him with no choice but to let out a long sigh.

“Having such an exceptional student is also a worry.”

Moreover, Johann doesn’t just have talent in piano.

He has another talent that rivals his piano skills.

“Violin…”

Such tremendous talent that he was mistaken for the reincarnation of the King of Waltz.

He needs teachers.

Teachers who can instruct him in both piano and violin.

He alone has his limits.

Buzz! Buzz!

“Al-already?”

The teacher who will help Johann grow has arrived.

 

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