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"I want to give this song to Hyun-Ji unnie."
The Hyun-Ji unnie that Lee Mal-Soon referred to was Kim Hyun-Ji—my singer Kang Ha-Na's mother.
In her younger days, Kim Hyun-Ji had performed only on nightclub stages as a Kim Hyun-Ja impersonator, once a superstar in the trot scene. Back then, she had a sisterly bond with Lee Mal-Soon.
I exclaimed, "Ah..."
"Chief Jung, you promised me, remember? That you'd help Hyun-Ji unnie make a comeback? So I want this song to go to her."
If Kang Ha-Na's mother ended up singing this song, it would change everything I knew about the future.
Even if a strong trot song had the power to turn a nobody into a star, the profits were vastly different when someone like Lee Mal-Soon—called the queen of trot—sang it, compared to someone like Kang Ha-Na's mother.
"Chief Jung, please. I'm asking you. With this song, her fate is bound to change. I really want Hyun-Ji unnie to sing this."
I couldn't give her an answer easily. An S-class trot song could earn around ten billion won a year just from performances and events. Even if it wasn't quite that much, the composer and arranger would still receive substantial income.
In short, the singer directly affected the composers' earnings.
So I looked at the original composers Han Hye-Jung and Yoon Sae-Yeon, and the arranger Bang Seon-Woo, to ask their thoughts.
"What do you think, everyone?"
To my surprise, all three readily said they would respect Lee Mal-Soon's wishes.
"Yes, ma'am. We'll go along with your decision."
"Yes, same here. Of course, it'd be ideal if you sang it, but if not, we're okay...
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