Someone commented, “This is a nice song,” as they watched Lee Hyung-Jin sing.

“You’re right. I can’t help but listen to it even though I don’t want to.”

“I’ve been coming here for a few days now, and yesterday, I found myself singing this song at home.”

The audience’s scorn towards Lee Hyung-Jin was undeniable, but his singing was so good that it was driving them crazy. Many of them wondered how such a horrible person could be blessed with such incredible talent.

“Well, it isn’t that uncommon. It’s a pain in the ass if you make a fuss about every little issue, y’know?”

“But how can the song be so good when the writer is a piece of shit? I absolutely refuse to separate the art from the artist.”

People began to judge Lee Hyung-Jin’s performance and shared their opinions when Chae Woo-Jin, the person they had hoped to see didn’t show up. In fact, Chae Woo-Jin didn’t show up at the park even when the show ended and Lee Hyung-Jin bowed to the crowd. Thus, the crowd attending his gigs slowly shrank again. However, Lee Hyung-Jin wasn’t completely disregarded like before. His songs were objectively good, incredibly good. Listening to him in a live show for free was a great bargain.

The fans of Lee Hyung-Jin’s songs shared a strong love-hate relationship with the singer. They felt betrayed because of the revelation of his true nature. But if one could forget about the singer...