Chapter 164

Chapter 164. Who Should We Recruit?

What do you mean I'm fighting the country?

Are you Louis XIV or something?

After I boldly hung up the phone, Jung Tae-jin's older brother, Jung Tae-geon, and CEO Lee Jae-gwan both looked curious.

"What did he say?"

Lee Jae-gwan asked.

He'd been feeling a little nervous, as though he had somehow betrayed Hong Sang-hyeok.

"Apparently, he is the country. He'll probably start calling broadcasters and production companies and tell them to exclude every celebrity under our company. Doesn't matter."

At first, I'd called Jung Tae-jin and asked if he might be interested in investing.

He said his older brother would probably be more interested and introduced me to Jung Tae-geon.

Jung Tae-geon wasn't uninterested in commercial holograms in the first place.

And Lee Jae-gwan wasn't stubbornly insisting that he alone had to commercialize the technology either.

They both concluded that sharing their respective research assets and technical capabilities could create strong synergy.

"Anyway, what's important is producing an immediate result. We just need to recreate singer Kim Gwang-yeon using both hologram technology and voice synthesis, correct? That alone should be enough to properly promote WF Media."

Jung Tae-geon summarized the situation seriously.

Lee Jae-gwan answered,

"We can reproduce the hologram immediately, even if we have to move the equipment from our lab. We only need to model Mr. Kim Gwang-yeon's appearance. The problem is voice synthesis. To develop it to the point where people genuinely feel that it sounds like him would probably take around two months."

"It'll be faster than that. ZJ Electronics has already developed a secure program that can isolate and record individual user voices. If we analyze Mr. Kim Gwang-yeon's vocal patterns from every song and surviving performance recording, reconstruct his voice, and layer it over a guide vocal, it should be nearly perfect."

Lee Jae-gwan, whose research had suddenly gained momentum again, spoke with Jung Tae-geon in visible excitement.

At this rate, it felt like we might be able to see a brand-new Kim Gwang-yeon performance as soon as tomorrow.

That was when Anna called me.

"Excuse me for a moment."

I asked for their understanding and answered.

Anna immediately spoke.

"You know what you asked me about? I asked Billy, Emil Lipa, Nick Allen, and Revick."

I'd asked Anna to find out how the artists scheduled for the Super Bowl felt about Blue Moon's participation.

I wanted to know what they thought of us being added to the show.

So I'd told her to use her network of Billboard artists and quietly ask around.

"What did they say?"

"Apparently, they don't like it."

Damn.

Success was always opposed right before it happened.

I'd asked the organizers to make the other singers come to wherever Blue Moon was if we needed joint rehearsals.

But not a single artist had contacted us.

I'd expected something like this.

Apparently, they'd already decided to build the collaborative stage among themselves, people who were already close and worked well together.

After all, the joint stage had been left largely to the artists themselves from the beginning.

"And I heard the stage planners don't really like our stage either. Do we really need to perform there?"

Still, it was ultimately the Super Bowl organizers who had decided to invite Blue Moon.

What the other performers thought didn't matter.

They might not particularly welcome us either, but whether it was the Halftime Show or the opening show, we were going to perform there.

After ending the call, I looked over the list of retired singers we might be able to invite.

Park Gwang-cheol said he could contact all of them for us.

There were plenty of names that would make anyone's eyes widen.

Some were still so famous that it was hard to believe they had actually retired.

Even then, it still felt a little lacking.

So I kept changing search keywords online, trying to find someone suitable.

Eventually, I came across an article.

[Sam Jason, Older Brother of 20th Century's Greatest Musician Michael Jason, Visits Korea to Promote Korean Edition of His Book 〈The Artist Who Refuses to Step Down〉]

The family of the King of Pop, Michael Jason, was currently in Korea.


September 11.

As the new semester began, Daeyoung University of Foreign Studies held a special public seminar.

It was a guest lecture by Sam Jason.

Perfect timing.

The solo concert I'd been eagerly awaiting was still underway, but the moment the sun rose on September 11, I headed straight to Daeyoung University of Foreign Studies.

I'd briefly visited the campus once before to sell tteokbokki.

Daeyoung University of Foreign Studies was famous for having one of the largest lecture halls in Seoul.

Thanks to that, not only university students but ordinary citizens could attend the lecture too.

"K-pop is a new form of global popular culture. It is a substream that quantitatively absorbs the mainstream. At first glance, that sounds paradoxical, but historically, it is an entirely natural phenomenon. Every form of popular culture has evolved in precisely that way. Even if we assume that there exists a single universal culture encompassing the entire world, K-pop would not be an exception. From this, we can conclude that K-pop is likely to become part of the global mainstream in the near future."

I knew Sam Jason was fairly old, but he still had an imposing presence.

He didn't exactly give off an artist's impression.

Still, he seemed very comfortable onstage and behind a podium.

For some reason, he also radiated conviction.

There were more ordinary citizens than university students in the audience.

And more entertainment reporters than ordinary citizens.

The reporters weren't this interested merely because he was Michael Jason's older brother.

There was a particular topic they expected him to discuss today.

"But the universal can only ever be defined through countless acts of exclusion. My younger brother, Michael Jason, who began his career in America as a Black singer, was one of those excluded people."

Sam spoke.

An interpreter translated.

The reporters typed rapidly.

"Everyone here likely remembers two versions of Michael Jason at once. Michael Jason at his most dazzling onstage, and Michael Jason, the Black artist who collided with exclusion in the popular-music industry. What problems do artists in popular music face? Which types of artists are most often excluded, and what forces create that exclusion? I hope my book, 〈The Artist Who Refuses to Step Down〉, can help you search for answers to those questions."

The lecture had been going for quite some time when a man who looked like university staff hurried toward me in a crouched posture.

His knee slammed into a chair with a loud bang.

For a moment, the audience turned toward him.

He ignored them.

"Ow, my knee..."

He eventually reached me and crouched beside my seat.

"A-Aren't you CEO Do Jun-hyeok of Universe? I didn't know you were coming. May I ask what brings you here...?"

Wasn't this open to ordinary citizens?

I'd come because I wanted to meet Sam Jason and secure the Michael Jason hologram.

But there was no need to tell this staff member that.

"I really like popular culture too. Artist exclusion and all that. I love topics like this. I've always attended lectures like these."

"Ah, I see."

The staff member said nothing else and left.

What was that about?

After Sam Jason's opening lecture ended, the audience began applauding.

Then, for a short special lecture in the middle of the program, someone familiar stepped onto the stage.

"Hahaha. Yes, I know. You all came to hear Mr. Sam's lecture. I'll only give a very brief recommendation of 〈The Artist Who Refuses to Step Down〉 and then get out of the way."

The audience laughed lightly at his self-deprecating tone.

It was the CEO of Riven Entertainment, the man I'd often clashed with during 〈Rebooting〉.

The Riven CEO selected one chapter from 〈The Artist Who Refuses to Step Down〉 and began talking about why the entertainment industry and capital inevitably became entangled.

At first glance, it sounded like a fair critique.

But at the same time, it also sounded like an excuse saying there had been no alternative.

"People often believe art is not subordinate to capital, but reality is different. Capital industrializes everything and turns it into profit. Art was never an exception... All right, I'll take just one question, have a short discussion, and then return the microphone to Mr. Sam."

Apparently, the publisher had invited someone fairly successful in the entertainment industry to help promote the book.

Still.

This guy was a little much.

Maybe Shin Hyung-geol would've made sense.

But the CEO of Riven was practically Shin Hyung-geol's subordinate.

I raised my hand high.

"Ah, yes. The citizen sitting over there..."

The Riven CEO's eyes met mine.

He stopped mid-sentence.

Apparently, he'd recognized me too.

"It's Do Jun-hyeok! Do Jun-hyeok!"

"Whoa, it really is him...!"

The audience turned toward me and began murmuring.

Sam Jason did too.

The interpreter beside him whispered something into his ear.

Sam's eyes widened.

Now came the important part.

"So how do you solve it?"

I asked.

The Riven CEO's face immediately filled with discomfort.

"Well, the thing is... Art and the market are fundamentally... very difficult concepts to reconcile..."

Yeah.

I knew perfectly well it was a cowardly question.

Who didn't know that was the problem?

And who had an actual solution?

But I needed Sam Jason to notice me.

I had to do something that made me look at least slightly intelligent.

Apparently, the attempt worked.

The moment the Riven CEO's segment ended, Sam Jason came over to me personally.

"I was told Korea is quite large, so you can't simply go somewhere and expect to meet the person you want. Perhaps that's not entirely true. I know you very well, Mr. Do Jun-hyeok. I've wanted to meet you too. It's a pleasure."

Sam offered his hand.

I shook it.

Despite his age, his grip was surprisingly strong.

"You wanted to meet me? That's an honor."

"Of course. I wanted to ask you for an endorsement for my book. Through 〈The Artist Who Refuses to Step Down〉, I wanted to talk about artists who are ostracized and artists who don't sell. But the singers under your company have all shattered that formula, haven't they? That's why I especially wanted to meet you and talk."

Michael Jason's brother wanted to meet me?

That really was an honor.

And it worked out perfectly for me too.

"I actually had a favor to ask you as well, so this is perfect."

"Oh? Is that so? What is it?"

I got straight to the point.

"I'd like to recruit Mr. Michael Jason."


[Blue Moon, Undisputed Leaders of Popular Culture!]

[Traffic Increases Around Jamsil. Public Transportation Delays Expected!]

[Long Lines Everywhere... Fans Arrive From Across the Country for Blue Moon's First Solo Concert]

[Concert Hall Packed Despite Sudden Schedule Extension. Meanwhile, 〈Idol Athletics Championship〉...]

Blue Moon's concert, which had already caused enormous waves from the planning stage, finally began.

More citizens and reporters gathered on Day Two than Day One.

And even more came on Day Three.

"Still, it's AMA. This year feels emptier than ever."

"This place isn't even that bad. I went to 〈Idol Athletics Championship〉 earlier today. It looked like a celebrity field trip."

Reporters gathered at the Asian Music Awards, or AMA, whispered among themselves.

They had already spent three days covering Blue Moon.

And they still had to cover tomorrow as well.

So today, they'd generously decided to gather at the AMA venue instead.

Some of them privately wondered if they'd made the wrong choice.

Blue Moon was widely expected to win Artist of the Year, yet they'd announced they wouldn't attend because of their concert.

Still, because host company ZJ and Universe's Do Jun-hyeok were famously close, many expected someone important to appear and accept the award on their behalf.

But all they could see was an ordinary Universe staff member.

"Doesn't Do Jun-hyeok desperately need the AMA Artist of the Year award right now? I heard Hong Sang-hyeok blocked most of his other award opportunities."

"Apparently, he's just ignoring it and continuing his activities."

"What's going on? What happened?"

A business-newspaper reporter who knew nothing about the situation came over and asked.

The entertainment-magazine reporters explained.

"There's this guy named Hong Sang-hyeok. He's got a ton of influence in the cultural sector. Apparently, he's using every bit of authority he has to bury Do Jun-hyeok. He invited Blue Moon to perform in Pyongyang, got rejected, then even posted on social media that there's no need for artists who lack social awareness."

"Really? I'd be scared of North Korea too. That's harsh. So how is CEO Do Jun-hyeok responding?"

The reporters shrugged.

"Responding? He's just completely ignoring him. Isn't that amazing? Do Jun-hyeok's basically saying he never relied on the government's help in the first place."

"In a way, Hong Sang-hyeok is impressive too. What kind of pride makes a man start a war over this? In the end, AMA is still considered the most prestigious award in Korean popular music."

While the reporters talked, all the congratulatory performances by the participating idols came to an end.

"Then, we will now announce the 2024 Artist of the Year Award! ...Debuting in the summer of 2019 and releasing six albums in total, this group has received love across generations. Blue Moon!"

The reporters who had been spacing out immediately raised their cameras and began firing flashes.

It was a Blue Moon award ceremony without Blue Moon.

And without Do Jun-hyeok.

The Universe staff member who had been sitting neatly in a suit stood up to accept on their behalf.

Applause continued as he walked toward the stage.

Then it happened.

From the rear of the venue, someone suddenly came sprinting in.

Sneakers.

Jeans.

A hoodie.

The man caught up to the staff member on his way to the stage and whispered something into his ear.

The staff member immediately turned around and sat back down.

"What?"

"What's going on?"

"Did they cancel the award?"

As people murmured, the man in the hoodie kept running forward and climbed onto the stage.

A camera finally caught his face on the big screen.

It was none other than Do Jun-hyeok.

"I had something I needed to say into a microphone on a big stage, so I came in a hurry. Nice to meet you. I'm Do Jun-hyeok."

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