A New Career Singer Who Can Read The Future [EN]: Chapter 2

As soon as Do-hyun woke up, he checked for the delivery. The tarot cards he had ordered were waiting by his front door.

He immediately brought them inside and unwrapped them.

“Let’s see, this is Pentacles, Coin cards, this is Wands, Swords. Star card.”

Do-hyun examined each of the 78 cards, from the Major Arcana to the Minor Arcana, confirming he had the correct number, and then shuffled them slowly.

‘I’m actually pretty good at remembering things. I watched dozens of videos yesterday, but I remember most of them.’

Come to think of it, he was always quick to memorize lyrics, and his colleagues used to envy him for that.

‘They say a shaman can’t see their own destiny, but I think it’s okay to draw cards for myself.’

He increased the speed of shuffling and spread the cards in a rounded arch on the spread cloth.

Do-hyun placed his left hand over the cards and chose one that felt right.

He closed his eyes and moved his hand over the cards, and one card gave him a special feeling.

He felt a strong sensation that made him tremble.

Do-hyun turned over that one card with his right hand.

[WHEEL OF FORTUNE]

“Wheel of Fortune?”

The word ‘Rota’ was written in the center of the card, and a Sphinx was on top of the wheel, with Anubis [the ancient Egyptian god of the dead] supporting the wheel below.

He had to draw three cards in total.

He hovered over the card spread and drew two more cards.

[NINE OF PENTACLES]

[THE SUN]

Do-hyun opened the book.

Wheel of Fortune, The Sun, Nine of Pentacles. Especially the Nine of Pentacles, which symbolizes wealth. According to the book, the Wheel of Fortune is turning, and the positive energy of the Sun and the energy of wealth are coming in to brighten the future.

Do-hyun chuckled.

“That’s not a bad story.”

As he was about to put away the tarot cards, one card caught on his fingertip and flipped over on its own.

“Another Wheel of Fortune?”

The explanation he had just read in the book popped into his head.

‘All destinies repeat in a cycle and start anew. Numerologically, 10 means another beginning… Joy, anger, sorrow, pleasure, rise and fall, everything changes, returns, and changes again. You may be in the highest position, but…’

It felt like something unexpected was about to happen.

“The start is good, but the question is whether it will come true. If it does come true…”

The wings of happy imagination spread out on their own.

A life as a singer, if only he could meet an agency that works incredibly well.

The imagination didn’t last long.

“Does it make sense that my destiny changes just because I did some tarot cards?”

He chuckled, roughly covered the cards with the spread cloth, and flopped down.

‘What a fuss from the morning.’

The shaman from yesterday was impressive.

‘That’s why I’m looking for deliveries and drawing tarot cards from the morning.’

Thinking that this wouldn’t help his life at all, Do-hyun sighed and thought of the list of agencies to send his profile to.

Sending out profiles seemed more productive than spinning the Wheel of Fortune or whatever.

Buzzing?!

Do-hyun checked the number with curiosity as his phone vibrated that morning.

“Oh, what’s up with this hyung [older brother/male friend]?”

It was an acquaintance, a composer.

What’s going on all of a sudden?

Do-hyun answered the phone with a puzzled mind.

“Yes, hello, hyung!”

“Hey, Do-hyun, how are you doing?”

“Yes. Of course. How about you, hyung?”

“I’m doing well too. Anyway, I made a song and need a guide. You’re not working, right?”

Do-hyun was disappointed, but he tried not to show it.

“That’s right. It’s not easy to find work.”

He almost forgot that he was someone who contacted him when he needed something.

“You need a guide vocal, right?”

“That’s right. But the pay is pretty good.”

He couldn’t afford to refuse. He had to do something. And if the pay was good, it was definitely something he had to do.

“How much is it, hyung?”

Perhaps it was his last bit of pride. He wanted to check the pay.

“Two hundred.”

“What? Two hundred for a guide?”

Do-hyun was surprised by the unexpected number. [He means 200,000 won, a significant amount for a guide vocal job.]

Until a moment ago, he had pretended to be indifferent, but the number two hundred was different.

“If you don’t do it, I’ll give it to someone else.”

“Of course, I’ll do it! When is it?”

The composer readily answered Do-hyun’s enthusiastic attitude.

“Today. Huentertainment commissioned this song, and you were the only guide vocal that came to mind.”

“Thank you. I’ll go right away.”

“You know the studio, right?”

“Of course. How many times have I been there?”

Actually, he had only been there a couple of times.

“Okay, but a Huentertainment official will be there, so pay attention.”

A Huentertainment official at the guide vocal recording?

Huentertainment was one of the top three agencies in the industry!

‘Even for a guide vocal, the top three agencies are really meticulous. Actually, they don’t really need to be so meticulous.’

He had once aspired to join Huentertainment, but he kept failing the auditions. That’s why he coveted it even more.

If he could debut under Huentertainment, success was guaranteed.

Even though he wasn’t going to an audition, Do-hyun dressed in the neatest clothes he had, making sure to show off his charm.

As he came out of his room, his mother, who seemed to have just woken up, greeted him with a stretch in the living room.

“Where are you going? Do you have a schedule?”

“It’s not a schedule, it’s a guide vocal. The pay is good.”

“Okay, you have to do something. Good job, my son!”

“It’s not like it’s coming out as my song. Whatever.”

My mom always respects my dream as a singer, even though she won’t let me change my name.

I smiled, waved my hand, and left through the front door.

His steps were very light as he walked to the bus stop.

The world had always been ruthless to him. He looked up at the sky. Even colleagues without skills found their place, but Do-hyun’s negotiations repeatedly fell through.

Even the few remaining fans couldn’t stand the lack of content from a singer with no activity and left.

‘A guide vocal is the same as no content, but.’

Still, thinking about recording after a long time, he thought he should give a gift to the remaining fans, so he uploaded a selfie to SNS [Social Networking Service].

‘On the way to recording!’

With the caption.

As a few comments were posted, Do-hyun left friendly comments like an idol.

When he came to his senses, it was the bus stop, and after getting on the bus, he put his phone in his pocket.

He loosened his throat and focused his mind to maintain his condition.

‘I have to do well.’

It’s a place that could be a good opportunity.

Do-hyun steeled his heart.

* * *

When Do-hyun arrived at the studio, he rang the bell.

“It’s Do-hyun, hyung.”

The door opened, and as he entered the studio, the smell of cigarettes was strong. It seemed like they had been working for quite a long time.

“It’s been a while, hyung.”

“Yeah, it’s been a while. This person here is Lee Joon-hyuk, the team leader from Huentertainment. Say hello.”

‘Wait, Lee Joon-hyuk, the team leader from Huentertainment?’

He has the delicate ears of the industry’s number one and all the leading groups have gone through Lee Joon-hyuk’s directing.

Do-hyun bowed his head at the fact that such a person was in front of him.

“Hello!”

“Nice to meet you.”

Do-hyun was nervous despite the cynical reaction.

Today, something felt different.

Even if it’s a guide vocal, if he sings in a way that pleases him, he might be able to connect with Lee Joon-hyuk and do something.

For example, joining a new agency. And that too, Huentertainment, which is one of the best in the industry.

“The song title hasn’t been decided yet. The lyrics are just a repetition of FLY. It’s a boy group debut song. You know that maintaining security is essential, right?”

Do-hyun finally came to his senses at the composer’s words and nodded.

Lee Joon-hyuk’s cynical voice continued.

“Even if it’s a guide vocal, we think it’s important. After all, the kids who sing tend to follow the guide vocal. I heard that Na Do-hyun’s vocals are good and got a recommendation, so please do your best. We made this decision after much deliberation. Please don’t disappoint us.”

Lee Joon-hyuk’s words were very cold.

Do-hyun had met people like this in the industry more than once, so he tried to stay as calm as possible.

At that moment, the tarot cards he had drawn in the morning came to mind.

Wheel of Fortune.

‘Yeah, maybe this is an opportunity. I can’t miss that opportunity. Three debuts, but there are still so many people who don’t know who I am. I have to break that and move forward.’

Do-hyun loosened his throat lightly.

“First, I’ll play the MR [music recorded without vocals].”

Do-hyun listened carefully.

It was a boy idol’s debut song, refreshing and full of coolness. It was the perfect song for the season.

Do-hyun had perfect pitch.

Why couldn’t he make it despite having that?

Fate is cruel.

“How is it?”

At the composer’s voice, Do-hyun tried to shake off his gloomy thoughts and gave his honest impressions.

“It’s the best. I wish it was my song.”

“You have an ear for music.”

Do-hyun smiled at Lee Joon-hyuk’s words.

It was a cold tone, but positively speaking, it was a compliment.

“Okay, then let’s listen a few more times and listen to my guided version before we start?”

“Yes. Okay, hyung. It’s a song that makes me happy just listening to it.”

The composer played the song MR a few times, and then played his own guide version.

The composer couldn’t sing well, but Do-hyun imagined singing this song on stage.

It felt like it would make him feel good.

How happy would he be to sing this song on stage?

“Do-hyun, let’s go record.”

“Yes, hyung.”

“I’ve been agonizing over this because I think it’ll go well with your voice tone, so do well.”

At the composer’s emphasis, Do-hyun’s gaze briefly lingered on Lee Joon-hyuk.

When he made eye contact with him, Do-hyun pretended not to care and went into the recording room.

Soon, the MR began to play.

Do-hyun closed his eyes and focused on the song.

To the exciting moment of debut.

Do-hyun’s emotions were returning.

‘Grandpa. Thank you for naming me ‘No Name’ so that I would live a long life and the Grim Reaper wouldn’t take me. But I wanted to fly like this too.’

Do-hyun’s wish was put into the song.

At the same time.

Lee Joon-hyuk, who was watching Do-hyun, asked the composer a question.

“Can I get that friend Na Do-hyun’s contact information?”