The Skill of an Idol That Never Fails

46 episodes

When I returned home, there was no one there. I thought there was one.

Normally, I thought that seven people were too many to live in one house, but since there is no one, the house is too flat.

Even lying on the sofa alone is not as good as when you play rock, paper, scissors with the members to occupy it. I guess I’m too used to the competitive system.

I turned on a group chat room with only members.

[Why is no one in the dorm?]

[Anzu: I came to the studio, but aren’t you there?]

[Minjo: Practice room! Let’s do the choreography for Villains!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[Hyoshik: Me too]

[Maknae♥: I want to go eat together after they finish!]

[Shin Ji-woon: I’m done filming soon. But will dawn be at hyung’s dorm?]

I got up from my phone and went to Hwang Dawn’s room and knocked on the door.

“stork.”

“Uh… … .”

In the room, a sound like a sleep talk was heard. He’s a guy who’s really good at surviving without pretending to be popular.

It’s a very small room, so there’s not much in particular, but there are three guitars lying around.

The piano session I recorded this time went as is, but most of the guitar session was newly recorded by a professional. Seeing this, Hwang Sae-byeok said that he had a desire to record a session, went to his hometown, brought a guitar, and bought a new, ridiculously expensive electric guitar.

“Please watch round one with me. scared.”

“turn off… … uh… … .”

Stork said while lying down, I went to the guitar and said.

“Hey, the guitar is good. Write some?”

“If you touch it, you will fall behind.”

Hwang Sae-byeok, who had not been able to speak even the first two letters of “Turn off” until recently, jumped up. Waking up at dawn is no longer a thing. Hi-Hi.

Hwang Sae-byeok came out of the room with a waking face and said to me.

“You haven’t seen it yet?”

“I was busy.”

“Yeah, well, there’s nothing to say if you’re busy.”

Stork Dawn said and came out. Woke up and was hungry or while Stork brought a bag of cookies, I turned on First Light’s own entertainment.

[First Light Company Season 2 #1]

There was an eerie music playing, and there was a scene where the members were searching for their own abilities at the closed school. I said as I watched the scene where I and Hwang Sae-byeok rummaged through the science room.

“We were really scared, but he edited it to look really cool.”

“The rest are so jolly, did you make us cool too?”

Because the younger brothers are so cowardly, the subtitles explain that we are heading to the science room with a sense of duty as the eldest line.

As always, I didn’t come out that much, but I got everything I had to show in the course of the story, so I was more than satisfied with the volume.

And in the broadcast, there was a scene where the youngest was looking for an art room. The three of them looked around and looked around the picture frame on the wall, but there was no particular harvest.

Park Seon-jae talked about the plaster statue on the walkie-talkie.

– There’s nothing here… … Oh, I have three heads… … .

– Is it more scary because it’s the head? It must be Julien Agrippa Venus. People who help when you are drawing.

While Park Seon-jae and Ahn Joo-won were talking, I saw Han Hyo-seok moving back to the art room wall. Han Hyo-seok was looking at the text on the frame he had seen earlier. It was written ‘ballon’.

-Public… … Oh, above.

Han Hyo-seok, who was muttering alone, dragged a chair and stood on it. Han Hyo-seok, who climbed up like that, saw the letters written on the frame at eye level.

[It’s a secret only we know]

And there was a small piece of paper stuck next to the letter. Han Hyo-seok took it off and put it right in his pocket.

And in the scene where Han Hyo-seok laughed, it faded out, and the description of the ballon appeared on the black screen.

[ballon: Classical dance term. The power to hold a pose in the air. You should jump lightly in the air and land softly and flexibly.]

“what. Is it over?”

“Uh, it’s over.”

After the first episode, I admired and told Hwang Sae-byeok.

“So, did you give Ahn Joo-won a hint with art and Han Hyo-seok with ballet terms?”

“Oh, it was.”

“What about Min Ji-ho? How did you know he was a villain?”

“Is that not me? You have to watch the next episode.”

“Ah, there are still eight days left for the next episode. I do it every week.”

“It’s difficult unless you outsource it.”

While I was frustrated, Hwang Sae-byeok asked while checking the delivery app.

“You don’t eat late night food, do you?”

“Yeah, I guess I won’t eat it.”

“You don’t like late-night snacks, strangely.”

“I like you.”

“What do you like, you say you eat, but you don’t eat it every day.”

Said Hwang Sae-byeok, he called his late night mate Shin Ji-woon and decided what to eat. Meanwhile, I was immersed in this own entertainment show.

“This episode is fun.”

Said Hwang Sae-byeok, who was on the phone to my self-talk.

“You hardly ever come out, but you’re so immersed.”

“This has come up a lot. And it’s my taste. Do you have a good reaction?”

“Very good.”

“Now that it’s past twelve o’clock, our concept photo must have been released.”

“Oh, that was a good reaction too.”

“Would you like to see it?”

As I spoke and picked up my cell phone, Hwang Sae-byeok took it and got off immediately.

“no. Shin Ji-woon will find a good comment and send it to you, so what do you do?”

uh… … .

Seeing Hwang Sae-byeok, who used to tell me to watch it in person when the reaction is good, seems to be in a bad mood.

Hwang Sae-byeok said if the expression on his face showed what I thought so.

“no. The reaction is good. Good.”

“OK got it. why do you look sorry Are you commenting?”

“I’m not sorry, just.”

I’m sorry, honestly, I’m sorry. I thought so, but didn’t get it out of my mouth. Because saying that would be a burden.

To change the topic, I grabbed the remote control instead of my cell phone, turned on Netflix, and searched for the dramas the members enjoy watching these days.

“You guys have been watching this really hard these days. Are you having fun?”

“Fun. Everyone in the world has seen it except for you.”

“I’ll have a look too.”

That’s what I said, but as soon as the first episode started, I was tired and fell asleep. Now that the full album work is completely out of my hands, I can afford it.

The drama didn’t catch my eye, so I thought I should just go and sleep, but Hwang Sae-byeok hung up the phone and said.

“I talked to Shin Ji-woon, but you should know better.”

“what.”

“TYT has a new survival game. The Thirteen. The PD there is PD Park Kyung-seok. Remember? At the time of Guk Seon-ah.”

“uh. Why is that PD?”

“Continue on the show… … So should I just say I’m just trying to get some bad pieces to the surface?”

“… … ah.”

In a way I never thought of.

“therefore?”

“So, just like that… … How should I explain this? Oh yeah. Translated as Shin Ji-woon said, the content of the bad piece. The PD is the same, so it must be because the trainees even talked about your name.”

I nodded, then turned on YouTube. Stork asked, perplexed.

“You want to?”

“Oh, let’s see what you’re talking about.”

It feels like something is pinging in my head.

When I searched The Thirteen on YouTube, there were derivative videos with ‘evil side’ in the title. When I clicked on the video, I edited the lyrics from the time of Guk Seon-ah and The Thirteen.

I checked the comments on the video.

For a while, I thought that not seeing malicious comments was good for my mental health. And if I covered it and avoided it, I was able to stand on the stage somehow. Sometimes I thought I was paranoid, because I deceived myself, but it would be nice if the music started again.

But when I found out that my story was coming out while I was not looking for it at all, I thought that avoiding it was not the only answer.

Apparently my video was edited, so there were a lot of stories about me. Half of the comments saying the bad news was pitiful, and the rest were insults.

It is an insult to impression and character. I’ve been seeing swear words in primary colors for a while, so I know one thing for sure. I had forgotten how negatively people viewed me for a while.

What. by the way.

“Still, the number of people defending comments has increased significantly.”

“… … uh, what.”

“Is it sunshine?”

“If you look at your ID and profile, you can see that.”

Most of First Light’s fans aren’t on my side, but it’s mostly First Light’s fans who take my side.

“In the midst of heartburn, I am moved to tears again.”

As I said with a smile, Hwang Sae-byeok looked at me like a crazy person. And finally spit it out.

“Crazy. It’s a complete mess, this one.”

“Do you have a lot of money?”

I said and giggled. And he said while looking at the YouTube video again.

“Park Kyung-seok… … Ah, you bastard like X… … uh.”

I said it casually, and I quickly looked at the stork and said.

“It’s just one sentence, so let’s get 10,000 won. yes?”

At my words, Hwang Sae-byeok suddenly applauded and said.

“Hey, I’ll give it to you. swear a lot.”

“… … really? Thank you.”

As I said, Shin Ji-Woon just came in. As he came, he told me to buy it, and in his hand was an envelope from a restaurant near the agency in charge of Shin Ji-woon’s personal activities. As soon as Hwang Sae-byeok saw Shin Ji-woon, he said:

“Ji Woon-ah, Jung Hae-won looks like Park Kyung-seok and looks like an X.”

“Oh really? I’ll give you twenty thousand won.”

“I said the same thing. Let’s give each of us ten thousand won.”

Well, I guess they just waited for me to curse. then don’t talk

Anyway, the members who couldn’t talk about Thirteen for a while now seemed a little refreshed.

[But the national hatred eyes aren’t made out of evil. I feel bad.]

[↳ Impression gave room]

[↳↳ ㅅㅇㅇㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ That’s the current answer]

As I chatted a little more with the members, I unknowingly rubbed the nape of my neck with my hand. The comments I just saw seemed to stab me in the back of my neck.

However, this time, as I requested that the concept photo not look too strong, the staff paid great attention to makeup and styling. To be honest, I’m pretty confident. Thanks to the staff who helped me throughout the filming, I gained confidence.

I got up and went to my room and lay down on the bed.

“ah.”

I went in without even saying that I was going to the members because I lost my mind. Also, since they are strangely sensitive people who care so much about these things, I wrote in a group chat room.

[Since I’m done with my work, I’m going to sleep until practice. Don’t wake me up]

Then I threw my phone away

Hell’s practice schedule is now scheduled from tomorrow to the comeback. TRV set the date incredibly well, so we’re the only group that makes a comeback in the week we comeback. Thanks to this, we had the opportunity to show both the title song and the coupling song. That’s a good thing. I think it’s going to be hard to follow.

Anyway, I was more angry with Park Kyung-seok and VMC than with gloom.

Manipulation was a big problem when I was with Kook Seon-ah, but for me personally, the bigger thing was the malicious editing of PD Park Kyung-seok. And when I stopped it for a while, the superiors who would have persuaded me to continue… … .

[You can use (Super Idol’s Purple Roulette) that moves the public’s heart by achieving the hidden mission]

[The roulette currently being used is (Red Roulette by a hit song maker)]

[Currently, only 1 roulette can be used simultaneously]

[Do you want to change roulette?]

[Please be careful about ※ choice]

“Moving the hearts of the public… … .”

I muttered to myself.

It suddenly feels absurd to be worried that the public’s mind will move negatively.

The public mind is already negative for me. I just avoided the internet and forgot about it for a while.

I know the source of my fears.

I was more afraid of not being able to stand on stage. And if the public reaction is as bad as it is now, you won’t get a chance again after this year is over.

[Replaces roulette]

[A gift that can be used in (Super Idol’s Purple Roulette) has arrived!]

[Purple Roulette Class A Ticket×1]

I hate the fact that I still feel fear in front of the stage I dreamed of like that.

It doesn’t matter if it’s fake At least once, I wanted to win the hearts of the public, even for a brief moment.

I played roulette.