Becoming An Idol Wasn’T On My Plan [EN]: Chapter 240

Wasn't Planning to Be an Idol - 240

There are people who admire the world of children.

The time when they have no prejudice against anything and possess eyes that purely look at the world.

Everything is new and mysterious when you are young.

Of course, according to my father’s diary, I was just indifferent when I was growing up, which means I was not meant to live as the Little Prince from the start.

So, to be frank, I find it difficult to deal with a human being like Seok-jun. Chae Ha-min is kind but not a child, and Ryu I-deun is also kind but a dog, so it’s different.

Lee Hyun-jae is kind… well, he is. It’s just that he has cunning aspects.

But Seok-jun is truly pure and has no prejudice. I wonder how they could raise such a son. I want to ask Seok-jun’s parents for their secret.

To be honest, even if he seems lacking to others, I know that he is a human being who is subtly thoughtful.

Even so, he is pure, so it seems there is a reason why the old tales tell people to look to children when seeking a sage.

So, the conversation method I developed with Seok-jun is to support him emotionally, which usually solves the problem.

According to my father’s diary, I was not born an emotional human being, but I am really trying.

“Dong-hwa hyung-nim…”

In fact, Seok-jun is moved in the radio station waiting room.

Please, I hope someone doesn’t see all these scenes. I hope no one knows that two grown adults laughed and cried over such a bizarre thing…

However, today’s radio broadcast was scheduled, and thanks to Seok-jun, who doesn’t know what shame is, everything was revealed proudly.

Only the part ‘Why did Ji Dong-hwa lose his notebook? Is that even possible?’ remained a question.

* * *

And back at the dorm, Ryu I-deun greeted us with a bright smile.

“I heard you found your notebook! Jun-ah! Are you happy!”

“Yes!”

“I knew it. It was at the broadcasting station, right?”

No, someone stole it, but who?

And the second briefing began. Before I knew it, all the members gathered and were listening to my explanation.

I don’t know why this has become such a big issue for our group.

Besides, an elementary school student. I wish they were only half as good as our Bong-ju.

People tend to be less wary of children, but it seems difficult to see them as children from the point of view of being able to cleverly utilize that.

“No, so an elementary school student did that? The broadcasting station’s security is so lax.”

“…I think it’s more because it’s a radio station.”

Moreover, since all the broadcasting station employees know it’s a career experience day, wouldn’t they just think of an elementary school student they see passing by?

Ryu I-deun pondered for a while and frowned.

“Ah, there are so many things I want to complain about. Starting with the teacher, everything one by one. How could they do that?”

Complaints, complaints, like a righteous person with police officers and reporters in the family.

But what do I care? It’s over if I found it.

It is irrational to waste energy worrying about things I cannot change.

If that child were in front of me, I would seriously be willing to arrange an interview with Yoon Sung-ho [a famous director], but that’s an absurd imagination.

“It’s a relief that I found it as it was. That friend is very brave.”

“If you’re going to steal it, you shouldn’t brag about it to others. They’re stupid.”

Chae Ha-min praised a child’s bravery, unlike Ryu I-deun, and Lee Hyun-jae said why did they steal it if they couldn’t even succeed in a perfect crime.

Seeing that everyone has different thoughts, I wonder how we all ended up together.

And our Seok-jun, the main character of this incident, was smiling as he looked at the notebook. Just a moment ago, he seemed to be sad because he felt betrayed by a trusted ally, but what a mess.

If the whole world were full of people like Seok-jun, would it be a utopia or a degraded version of hell?

“Here—, a seat for Muse—, I saved it.”

Seok-jun took out the seal that had been sealed in a zipper bag, put a sticker on the space skipped in front, and covered the top neatly with coating paper.

“Hehe.”

He’s really good at smiling like a fool, Jun.

“I’m happy…”

Lee Hyun-jae frowned and then smiled as if he had given up.

“Okay, it’s enough if hyung [older brother or male friend] is happy…”

Lee Hyun-jae understands Seok-jun theoretically, but it seems difficult to accept him emotionally.

Seok-jun is the type who tries to leave his time in physical form no matter what. Each of those stickers is close to a record representing the time he has spent.

It is proof that he passionately cherished something and a trace that he was deeply immersed in something at some point.

…I’m giving it meaning, but it’s just a common fanboy thing.

“Jun.”

“Yes!”

“Shall we go to the studio?”

“Yes!”

He seems excited at the thought of going to the studio. He looks so happy. Before I knew it, he got up from his seat and filled his bag with things.

However, when we arrived at the studio, when I set up the computer in work mode without saying anything, Seok-jun realized the situation and quietly protested.

“Hyung-nim [term of respect], that’s a scam!”

A scam.

“I never said let’s go play, Jun.”

Seok-jun put down the game console he brought in his bag and hugged his knees with a frustrated expression.

A guy who is the second biggest after Ryu I-deun is doing that, so it doesn’t suit him.

“I think you felt that the amount of work was small on the radio today.”

“…Yes?”

An expression full of questions that it wasn’t, I clearly said it was a lot.

“If you can say it’s a lot, it’s really not a lot.”

Having time to complain is clear evidence that you are not really busy.

Seok-jun tried to say something, gave up, and nodded.

After a long learning process, he realized that once I dragged him to the studio, he wouldn’t be able to get out with a sound mind.

“I didn’t have any material for the monthly Ji Dong-hwa anyway, so shall we write one of your solo songs together?”

I want to write a song while watching the various aspects you showed me today.

“What lyrics do you want to write?”

“Is Dong-hwa okay—? What I like—.”

“…Fairytale?”

“Yes—”

Seok-jun burst into laughter for a moment. He must be recalling some old memories just like me. A conversation that hasn’t changed even after so much time has passed.

Yes, he is definitely not a lacking human being. He is just pure.

* * *

Overseas promotion. Promotions ranging from Southeast Asia to Northeast Asia were quite prosperous.

First of all, the reaction in Japan was good, and the reaction was definitely good in some Southeast Asian countries such as Thailand.

Jang Hae-jin quietly thought that Ji Dong-hwa was definitely writing songs that would somehow work.

“This time, the video I filmed with Ha-min is very popular…”

No matter how much I thought about it, I thought it would be difficult to get a budget, so I said let’s postpone it a little, but Jang Hae-jin still hasn’t forgotten the day when investment suddenly came into the company.

I poured money into everything from the stage, props, lighting, and editing with that money, and a visually beautiful video was created.

In terms of the situation, I went abroad one more time, came back, and held a concert, even on a small scale…

All sorts of plans for the success of Blossoms are established and collapse in Jang Hae-jin’s head.

Anyway, since the idol has to succeed for her career to succeed, she works overtime today.

And the phone rings.

“Uh, why.”

—Drink?

“Working overtime.”

—Ah, that’s too bad. I’m looking for someone to drink with to commemorate my resignation, but it’s not easy.

“…What?”

Jang Hae-jin doubted her ears. After that day, there was nothing special, so I thought she had passed without doing anything and passed smoothly.

“You made a fuss that you couldn’t manipulate it.”

—No, you’re completely wrong.

Jang Hae-jin looked around the office and got up from her seat.

“Where are you? Let’s have a drink.”

Anyway, I’ve finished everything I had to do, and I have to go to a drinking party to commemorate my friend’s resignation.

—Shall we go to the place we went last time?

“No, I promised myself that I would never do that again after seeing our kids last time. I forgot that you turn into a dog when you drink.”

* * *

“So, what happened?”

“To sum it up, your boss was suddenly demoted?”

“Oh, I’d be so happy just imagining it, but why are you quitting?”

“I took the wrong stats, so I’m going to restart once.”

“Shall I really look for a place in our company? There were a lot of talks about hiring a content PD [Production Director]. The salary might be less than expected…”

“No.”

Jung Kyung-woo shook his head firmly at Jang Hae-jin’s words. She used to beg me to find her first, but now she’s just like that.

“Why.”

“No. I’m scared.”

“What are you talking about? Am I going to eat you?”

“Oh…, let’s not talk about it.”

Jung Kyung-woo sighed with a look of frustration, then clapped his hands as if she suddenly remembered something.

“That’s right. Your group got a fixed offer for a variety show.”

“No? There’s no fixed offer yet.”

“Ah, then it’ll be in soon.”

“What are they doing?”

Jang Hae-jin felt her appetite rising.

“I don’t remember the name, but that Detection PD is Dong-hwa’s one-pick.”

“Ah, I remember. That PD is a nice kid, but I was annoyed because he had a psycho image attached to him.”

“Psycho…, well, not really…”

Jang Hae-jin’s expression soured even more at Jung Kyung-woo’s lingering tone.

“What’s with the tone?”

“The king’s ears are donkey ears? [a secret that everyone knows but no one talks about]”

“…Oh, damn it, it’s been a while since I’ve cursed?”

“Be careful, Dong-hwa is a scary person.”

“What’s scary? Dong-hwa is kind, smart, polite, has a good reputation, and works well…, he’s just a desirable idol.”

“Ah, should I just go to overseas immigration and tell everything?”

“Tell me. What is it.”

Jang Hae-jin picked up the french fries with a sullen face.

What nonsense is she talking about while she’s a PD…? It’s more reasonable for Dong-hwa to be afraid of Jung Kyung-woo even if she’s scared.

“…The king’s ears are donkey ears.”

“No, this…”

Jang Hae-jin picked up the glass and put it down. Jung Kyung-woo also smiled as if she had given up and changed the subject.

“Anyway, that PD got a lot of investment this time. If possible, appear on it. Unless the schedule is too twisted. Anyway, it’s said that it’s made much more popular than Detection, so there’s nothing to lose.”

“Thanks for the advice.”

“Ah, and there were one or two offers for advertisements, but it’s said that clothing advertisements are severely undercut, so it’s better to reject them and take on something else.”

“…Hey, can you just say that?”

“What does it matter, I’m going to quit anyway. I’m just repaying the favor. What else is there? I have to털 [털다 means to shake off or empty out] all the industry information and go…”

No, where did a treasure goblin suddenly pop out from?

Jang Hae-jin accepted Jung Kyung-woo’s words with a strange feeling for the time being.

She got all the debut promotion times and overseas expedition times of idols from large agencies and was slightly surprised. With simple calculations, she could see the time when it was possible to 몰이 [몰이 refers to driving or herding] issue by 털ing [털다 means to shake off or empty out] empty houses.

Hey, what does she do for a living. How can she know this better than me…

“Small citizens have to be sensitive to information so they don’t die… Succeed while I’m traveling. I think Dong-hwa will grow up on his own anyway…”

Jung Kyung-woo mumbled while chewing squid with a timid gesture.

* * *

“Everyone, good news. The comeback time has been confirmed.”

“Wow, it’s a very quick comeback!”

Our Chae Ha-min, who enjoys working.

“There are exactly two weeks when the first and second-tier idols of Dioni and other companies do not make a comeback, and we plan to hit them at that time.”

Team leader Jang Hae-jin, who has a trauma from overlapping with the comeback of a large group in the early days of her debut, knows that she is reacting very sensitively to information and making us make a comeback at a time when we can be as safe as possible and monopolize the spotlight.

Seeing that the comeback is scheduled more urgently than usual, it seems that there is no alternative other than that time.

“And since you all have to do the Blossoms Appreciation Festival again, your practice will be busy. This Appreciation Festival will be held online. Besides, we have to schedule a mini-concert, so… it will be hectic for a while.”

He flinched, Seok-jun’s right hand trembled.

Looking at me sideways, it is certain that it is a silent signal to take a break from studying composition.

‘Composition will continue.’

When I quietly told him with my mouth shape, Seok-jun nodded sullenly.

He’s so excited when he writes the songs he likes; he’s a strange guy.

Becoming An Idol Wasn’T On My Plan [EN]

Becoming An Idol Wasn’T On My Plan [EN]

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[English Translation] Imagine waking up one day, not in your familiar present, but a decade in the past! That's the reality for 29-year-old novelist Ji Donghwa, who inexplicably finds himself back in his younger body. Haunted by the mystery of his time-bending journey, a cryptic notification window appears, offering a bizarre solution: debut as an idol! Thrust into a world of dazzling lights, relentless training, and cutthroat competition, Donghwa must navigate the treacherous path to stardom, all while unraveling the secrets of his temporal displacement. He never planned for this, but destiny has a funny way of rewriting the script. Will he embrace the stage, or will the past consume him? Prepare for a captivating tale of second chances, unexpected dreams, and the electrifying world of K-Pop in 'Becoming An Idol Wasn’t On My Plan!'

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