Top Star Lee Kun-Woo

When Han Seong-soo asked, Gaza paused and stopped.

“Sure. If I'm right, change my chair like the king. ”

“Cole!"

When Han Seong-soo accepted it without hesitation, Kara tilted her head.

“Hmm?"

“I think Fire Heart is right. ”

“Definitely not Korean. ”

That's the reaction from the panel seat. I used to speak Korean, but thought it was due to practice. There was no singer in Korea with such a strong voice, so that opinion was gaining power.

Gunu reaches out, and the guard next to him hands the mic in a polite manner. Although it was a pre-consulted action, Gun Gun acted so naturally.

Everyone's gaze gathers on what Gunwoo is saying.

“I'm not a foreigner. I'm 100% Korean. ”

“Huh?"

“Huh?"

Of course, the voice was modulated.

The panels were on their feet. The audience was also sullen, of course it was a natural Korean pronunciation. All panels, including Kara, were confused.

Han Seong-soo only laughed.

“Who will win this bet with Mr. Gara? Round three! Let's get started!”

Han Seong-soo went on for three rounds. The gunner relaxed and clapped his hands against the chair. I thought this was also a practice of acting, and I was exercising my physiognometry. I was showing some of the Muslim blindness that was arrogant but that strong. However, rather than being arrogant because of Gun Woo's energy, it seemed to be full of charisma.

‘I have to take a good look. ’

I focused my nerves on the gunning stage. The stage has begun. The first entry by the first contestant ‘The Bling Rose Princess’ was a ballad with deep sadness. A year ago, it was a ‘shot in the chest’ that attracted me and the pioneering popularity. It was one of the hardest songs of all time, and it wasn't that high.

If I couldn't sing with loving emotions, the charm of the song could not be revived. It was a song I could barely sing in a sad tone.

‘Hmm, not so good. ’

It was a voice pretending to be too pretty. It even felt mechanical. I learned the pitch and became sensitive to sound, so I was able to analyze it differently than before. I was focusing on improving my strength, enabling more in-depth analysis.

Hayeon was much better than I had seen in YS.

The next stage followed. It was a round perm, and he was wearing a mask with a perm. Unlike the slightly rustic appearance, the song was elegant.

It was a song called "Spring Rain," and it was great enough to close my eyes and have fun. I can feel the power of the perm's head.

‘Sounds like it's emitting. Amazing.'

Sound was also an energy. Intermediate singers seemed to unconsciously release energy in the body through abdominal breathing. I could see how hard it was to shave bones to get to that level.

Listening to the sound of the perm, I could feel the feeling of the parchment as I was operating the Jade Shrine Shin. The perm was drawing a landscape in his heart. The scenery of the spring rain seemed to be unfolding before Gun Woo's eyes.

‘You can do it this way. ’

If you have resonated your feelings with others as the Jade Shrike, you have now resonated with others' feelings. It was different from absorbing emotions as energy.

When I shot the moonlight lake, Gunu became the center, proactively raising emotions. Fortunately, he was commended and passed away, but there was also an awkward part. However, if we could resonate others' emotions with ourselves and understand them, we could certainly fill the lack of smoke. The leading act that we've been able to do so far is, of course, a dynamic act.

I listened and enjoyed singing to the scenery of gunning perms.

“Yes! It was the stage of the Blingling Rose and the Round Palmy! You both showed me a really great stage. ”

When Seong-soo Han came onstage, the two participants followed him. Panels told me how they appreciate it. There was a singer and composer who produced a professional cognitive review.

“I'll vote for Parmamei. Wow, this place is in jeopardy. King, are you nervous? You'll be nervous. Maybe.”

Kara looks at the gun and asks.

“You heard me. It was a great stage.”

“That's too formal. You're nervous.”

Gaera made a somewhat aggressive comment, but did not feel bad. It was intended to create a moderate atmosphere. Gunu reaches out to his side as if he no longer wants to talk, and the guard receives the microphone in a polite posture.

The voting proceeds. As Gunu predicted, the perm rises to the Queen's Palace with a overwhelming difference in votes.

I came down from the throne seat of the gunning king and stood backstage.

[Twenty-four kings glittering golden sun!]

You hear a thick voice and enter the stage. A bodyguard stands by both sides and escorts you onstage. He also had a golden cane with him. It was also a colorful cane.

“Waaaah!”

“Ugh!”

A shout of cheer appeared in the audience. I was excited by the force of gunfire. You turn the baton in a gorgeous manner. I turned the staff in a splendid manner, as if by magic, and gave it to the guards as it was. The guard walks backstage with a burly cloak and cane.

All right!

Gun Woo's body condition was the best. I felt like I could unfold everything I had right now. I felt a heavy inner air in the disconnect. The heat from the air warmed me up by going around my blood vessels.

I didn't want it to be easy. It is because one of the most despicable things Gun Woo did not do his best when accepting the challenge. You bend your head and wait for the light to dim.

As the stage was ready, I slowly raised my head. Immediately started playing.

“Whoa!”

The audience, as well as the panel, cheered. It was because everyone knew this song. It was a song belonging to the difficulty of rock music, and it was a song filled with the desire for a man to sing once.

It was Kwanghho Kim's ‘Love Farewell'. When Gunwoo was in school, it was a song I used to sing when I went to karaoke. When I didn't know anything, I once smiled proudly, shouting. At that time, it was a popular disease, but Gunu was also one of those who had it.

I gave up my high notes because of my unnatural vocal chords, but not now.

He had the same steel vocal chords as the Jade ornament and the clitoris. If you protect it with your strength, you won't get a scratch.

This has helped not only the song but also the acting.

The cheer subsides. Gunning slowly brings the microphone to your mouth.

“One Love ~”

At first, I started with a lyrical melody. It was a rock genre, but in more detail it was more like a rock ballad. Kim was a singer with a broad spectrum that encompassed not only hard rock but also LA metal and rock ballads. Recently, the vocal chords haven't been the same as before, but rather, they have been troubling Ballard with opportunities.

He lowers his hand, holding the microphone, past the lyrical melody. Then all the playing stopped.

The static that landed in a moment.

Gunning slowly brings the microphone back to the mouth.

Gunu's voice, which started in the low range, began to rise. The sound and tone were consistent, even as it entered the full high-pitched range.

“Waaaah!”

“Ugh!”

Panels stood up in horror at the sky-stabbing treble, and the audience cried out in a loud voice.

But that wasn't the end. The voice continues without falling from the high notes. It was normal for the pitch to drop, but instead, the amount grew and the rough scratch began to enter.

Gun Wu was using the pitch ball as a power source. The breath was originally confident and supported by history, reaching almost a place outside of the human race.

‘Good.’

I enjoyed it, like when I was acting. No, the song was an act. It was a short time, but I had to show myself by melting into the lyrics. Only in his voice.

A slight excitement of gunfire raises the sound higher and louder than promised. The history was released and inserted into the ears of all audiences.

Gunu pauses and raises the microphone.

The intense electric guitar begins to play and the drums begin to rumble. It was originally a song that was turned upside down for an instant, but I emphasized it even more when I asked for a tune to play.

“Wow! You're crazy. You're crazy.”

“Ahhhh!”

I reached out to the crowd. Then I encouraged applause. The audience began to applaud as if something had befallen Gunu's hand. He looked like a follower of the Pope. The sound coincided with the colorful accompaniment and produced another fantastic sound.

Every time Gun Woo reaches out for a song, a screaming cheer erupts. The stage is getting warmer, and Gunu's song heads to Climax.

The restless treble continues and a beast-like scratch is buried. Combined with the strength of Gun Woo, it emits an overwhelming charisma. The audience and panelists looked at Gunu, forgetting to breathe.

As soon as the sound of running through the sky stopped, all the music stopped.

I had a moment of static.

“Waaaah!”

The cheer breaks the silence. The audience stood up and applauded. The panels, too, were taking a short breath and enjoying the wet excitement.

I felt the intense energy pouring out on me. The more the crowd's emotions fluttered, the more that energy was becoming a ship. I stood there for a moment and welcomed him with my whole body. I stood there for a long time, but I didn't think the applause would end. I suppressed the pleasures of the gunning energy and bowed my head.

“Yes! It was a beautiful stage of the glittering golden sun. ”

Han Seong-soo looked wet, but saved the comment. It was because I could not lean on either side as an MC. But not the audience. I did not stop cheering and applauding until Han Seong-soo entered the stage. The perm comes up, but it doesn't seem to matter.

“Now, calm down. ”

The applause resounded as I waited a moment.

“How did you see the stage of the King of Kings? ”

Han Seong-soo asked the perm standing next to her. The perm raises his thumb without hesitation.

“Oh, I'm so overwhelmed I can't stand it. I'm really impressed. I'm out of here. ”

“Gosh, go away. ”

You hear a modulated tingling voice. Han Seong-soo laughed and dried the perm trying to go backstage. Her answer may seem solemn, but it was mixed up fairly well.

The End