175. Part distribution
“When distributing parts.”
Hearing the teacher’s words, I picked up the pen again.
“First of all, we make it with the most ideal feeling, right? I mean, you probably know. “This part works best when sung by him.”
When I nodded, the teacher continued his explanation.
“If you carry it like that, the company will now~”
A teacher clapping his hands.
“Fix it like this.”
When the teacher clicked the mouse, the revised score appeared again on the screen.
“Oh…”
I wasn’t familiar with the names of each member, but I could see at a glance that there had been significant changes.
“So you’re just going to go on like this?”
“A. No. They say they all use MR these days, but they also perform live. “To some extent, we need to present a Maginot Line and compromise.”
With those words, the teacher played a song from her self-produced closer album.
“Let’s try distributing parts for this today.”
“…It’s your song, is it okay if I sing it?”
“No. When am I going to tell you everything? “You said we’d do it together, right?”
The teacher’s song was never the kind of music I can make today.
The song I created is a band sound based on a piano melody.
Since Yunje was the only one to ask for help, it was safe to say that almost all of the foundation came from him.
But the teacher’s handling of the number of instruments and sound effects is also at another level.
When I listened to it after gaining some understanding, it was a part that made me realize how great of a person he was.
“First of all, the Clojure kids. What do you think? From your perspective as a producer.”
“Uh… You comply, right? “It doesn’t seem like there are any holes…”
“Hey. Taemin, your evaluation is generous, perhaps because your head is broken. Hey.”
…I see.
But the music they always put out was actually so good that I didn’t really feel like it was lacking.
“Let me just tell you. Singer. So, if you look at the level of making a living just by singing, everyone except Leah will leave. This.”
Still, I was wondering how I could rub the clover.
The teacher was a nice person, but his evaluation was harsh.
“But basically all voices are good. “This is probably the basic virtue of popular vertubers.”
“That’s right.”
“So, actually, the public and the producers feel the same way, that’s almost all there, right? “When making a song, the distribution of parts is bound to be similar.”
“For example, Humoring and Luca are intros. Leana Clover anchors the refrain. This is the national rule pick, right? In this group? In fact, the second album came out like that.”
“Yes.”
It was a neat summary with no disagreement.
“So I think maybe we should do things a little differently. “Because you might find it a bit boring to make predictions.”
“Really?”
“Yes. If necessary, I will ask the Closer kids to practice more. “I’m so busy, I don’t know if I can spare some time.”
A small seed of desire is wriggling inside me.
My desire to give the chorus to Luca.
Luca was by no means unimportant.
However, as Doa knew, her singing skills were not at the top of the group, so it was up to others to sing her chorus.
“This is the homework this time. You are the one who decides the distribution of parts in my songs. Instead, you can never do anything, right? Analyze the children’s voices and summarize the evidence. Then I will look at it and give you feedback.”
“Yes.”
“Okay. Let’s do it until today. “I also have an appointment now.”
I didn’t smoke, but I waited next to the teacher while he was smoking and got on the subway to go home.
Plug in the earphones and listen to the received music file.
This is… Then… Jennifer does it…
I don’t know much about this place, so should I just order Leah?
The chorus is high… Sigh… Is this even possible?
It was nice to add a spoonful of Sasim, but it shouldn’t ruin the result.
It was important that my choice could affect Closer’s song.
It wasn’t something you could just do in your room like a game of guessing soccer teams.
When she sent a message saying she had arrived home, Doa sent a text asking if she could come over to my house.
-Knock knock knock
When I opened the door, waiting for me was my girlfriend wearing hot pants and a box tee.
“It’s so hot.”
“Because it’s almost June.”
With the heat slowly coming, we had to prepare to face another hot season.
“How have you been today?”
New things don’t happen as much as you might think.
This was because we shared our daily lives anyway, and our routines were also somewhat set.
“Yes. It was fun.”
“Teacher, I heard you still watch our broadcast a lot these days?”
“Yes. “I heard he’s been watching Humoring’s broadcasts intently, probably feeling a little shaken these days.”
Doa came next to me and hugged my waist.
“Keep your original intention~ Oppa~”
“Ah. Of course. Still, there was something I wanted to discuss with you today.”
“What is it?”
Actually, I would have done it alone, but I also wanted to hear the story of Luca, the person involved.
“There’s this song. “This is the one that won first place for our teacher.”
“Yes.”
“Isn’t my homework today to figure out the distribution of parts?”
“So, are you splitting us into parts for your homework? Is that so?”
“That’s right. But they said it would be different from the composition of the second album.”
“Umm…”
I took out her phone and played her music, and Doa nodded her head and hummed her melody.
“As expected, the song is good.”
“So, if you had to do it, where would you do it?”
“I… Um… Wouldn’t it be better just before the chorus or in the intro?”
To be exact, it was Luca’s part in the first and second albums, respectively.
“Isn’t it a bit cliché? Are you greedy for other parts or anything?”
“Chorus… But it’s too high.”
“Try it.”
When I told her to try it, Doa, who was sitting on top of me, suddenly got up and crawled under the blanket.
“Sir…Don’t make me do this…”
“No. “If you do well, I can recommend this to you.”
“No, no… Just give me Leah… I don’t want to get criticized… Ugh…”
A dark aura rose above Doa.
“No. You can do it if you do it. “It’s okay if you can’t do it, so why not call me?”
“Shireungdi.”
Do-ah peeked out from above the blanket and seemed to have no intention of breaking her stubbornness.
“Hey. Kim Do-ah.”
As she slowly climbed on top of her and assumed a position as if she was about to pounce on her, Doa completely submerged her entire body under her blanket.
“Do you think you can get away with that?”
“Eye eung eung.”
How can I run away to somewhere when I’m on my bed in my house?
“Ah. Don’t do that, just try it. It’s a doya. Huh?”
As I continued to whine next to her, she sighed and leaned her back against the wall.
“Look! Mr. Lucario.”
“Yes.”
“Why do you keep trying to make me do that even though I don’t have any greed?”
“No. You just want me to show you how? “Who wants to do this?”
“Mr. Lee…”
She glanced at me, confiscated my cell phone, and played the music once again.
“Ah. Ah. I did this, but don’t tell me I can’t do it? “Are you really singing this with all your heart?”
“Okay.”
“I’m turning my back. “Because it’s embarrassing.”
“Okay.”
I wondered why there were so many preliminary actions, but I obediently listened to all of her requests.
“Wow~ This wind is blowing right now~”
I think it’s okay up to this point.
When she sang, Doa always had a Luke-like tone.
Doah’s tone is much higher than her usual voice.
However, after she had already raised her voice once, she tried to squeeze out a high note again, so it seemed like her highlight part after that was unreasonable.
“I will be waiting for you~ Eek!”
I feel the touch of Doa’s cheek on my back.
“Ah. Too much. “It won’t go up.”
“Good job.”
As I hugged her to thank her for her hard work, Doa looked up at me as if she wanted my evaluation.
“But how was it really?”
“Well, everything was fine except for the part where it didn’t go up, right?”
“But isn’t the biggest problem being that the sound doesn’t go up?”
“That’s right.”
Her foot hit my calf with a loud thud.
“Ugh. Look. “Is this why you don’t do it?”
“It’s cute so I can forgive it.”
“Ahu. Okay, come here. “I’m not sure about my part, but I’ll try to guess where the rest fit well.”
I brought a tablet, sat down with Doa and started coloring.
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Of course, each color was the hair color of the Clojure kids.
After completing the initial distribution, reduce the entire sheet and inspect it again.
“Um… Oppa, this is it.”
“…Sure.”
Without saying anything, we both knew that this was very wrong.
…This is how the whole world becomes Leah.
Not going to lie, I hit my forehead with my palm loudly when the screen was 40% green.
