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The indestructible Vocalist Stories of two talented musicians

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What is The indestructible Vocalist Stories of two talented musicians

Lisez le roman The indestructible Vocalist Stories of two talented musicians écrit par l'auteur Atomical_Sphere02 publié sur WebNovel. Synopsis*Cho Hye Jin*The voice I posses is magical... I can sing virtually very well and my voice do add spice to my songs... Lovely right, That is me, I was sited on a bench in the back of my house w...

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Synopsis *Cho Hye Jin* The voice I posses is magical... I can sing virtually very well and my voice do add spice to my songs... Lovely right, That is me, I was sited on a bench in the back of my house with my old quitar I inherited from my mum... Are you brooding over your mum again?, grandma said as she sat gently beside me What!, No!, I responded sharply... Stop appearing so sudden and scaring me, will you, I added. Ohh, sorry, dinner is ready... Grandma said I'll join you soon. *Lee Min Gyu* Talking of riches, I'm rich, I'm the heir of SB Entertainment for crying out loud, I fired at my secretary, Nam Ji hoo I'm sorry Mr. Lee, it's your father order, ji hoo replied. Why should I go to that school tomorrow, I inquired. How will I know his intension Sir, he replied. Forget it, Good night, and he hurried out of my sight.. Like what's this man thinking, I am a musician already, why do I need to go to that fucking musical school... I muttered as I slipped from my glass of whine.. How connected are this two... Find out as the story unfolds... Chapter one loading...

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