Becoming An Idol Wasn’T On My Plan [EN]: Chapter 317

I wasn't planning on becoming an idol - Episode 317 (285/343)

I wasn’t planning on becoming an idol – Episode 317 (285/343)

The PD’s [Producer Director’s] intentions are obvious.

He’ll try to rack up penalty points under the grand name of ‘missions,’ doing everything he can to stop me from winning.

He’ll want to avoid my wish being granted at all costs.

I picked up the last cup.

I take a sip of the sugary water, lightly running my tongue over the marks I made when I chewed it. If I close my eyes and block my nose, my sense of touch is bound to sharpen.

“…Sprite.”

This is all within expectations. Yesterday, I let go of everything to become Seok-jun and predicted countless possibilities.

How will that guy try to stop me?

With PD Jung Kyung-woo joining, it’s hard to just pull off random crap.

Our PD knows how important fairness is. He’ll try to prevent biased progress. He’s probably stopping that damn PD from even touching the penalty button by now.

What’s next?

Once the other members have completed their missions one by one, how will he try to intervene in this game?

‘…Mok-hwa.’

There aren’t many possibilities. It’s hard to suddenly bring an actor into the dorm, and the most realistic option is to involve someone through a phone call.

The director needs to create a situation where I can’t be Seok-jun, so he’ll stimulate my desire to be myself, at least in front of my sister.

So, I’ve turned off my phone for now. The concept is that I forgot to turn off the video while rewatching Wizney yesterday at dawn.

It’s actually discharged, so it’s very Seok-jun-like.

* * *

Dong-hwa would have fully anticipated using Mok-hwa.

Unless the call comes from Mok-hwa, it’s impossible to ask me to call directly. Otherwise, everyone would have to do it, and it wouldn’t look good.

Dong-hwa probably predicted that and turned off his phone.

The PD called Ji Dong-hwa’s phone as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

The missed call notification rang as if to say, ‘Don’t even dream of pulling any crap.’

The PD crossed out a line in his notebook.

“Haha, what to do, really. I don’t know what I would have done if I hadn’t worked with Dong-hwa. If Dong-hwa would allow it, I’d want to imprison him in my broadcast forever. The first time I did a mental lesson was really good.”

“Sounds like you’re going to end up in either jail or a hospital…”

It has to happen outside the camera. The only area a PD can enter in a broadcast is through their voice. In fact, actors are impossible due to the spatial characteristics of the dorm.

“…Ah, really, I didn’t want to do this.”

The PD informed his senior, who was pressing the penalty button with dead eyes, that he was going to make a phone call.

“What for?”

“Haha, I’m going to experiment to see which is better, the sun or the clouds. Where should I put the living room?”

‘What is he saying, that crazy bastard.’ A familiar expression I always saw during club activities.

The PD got up from his seat without even waiting for an answer.

In that empty seat, Jung Kyung-woo muttered to himself, ‘The traveler won’t take off his clothes.’ [referencing a fable about persuasion]

* * *

Chae Ha-min is staring blankly at me while playing Concentration to ‘prove he’s Ji Dong-hwa.’

Well, Ji Dong-hwa can easily do a 40-card matching game, Ha-min.

“How can I do all this in three chances?”

Chae Ha-min, who has already been sentenced to ‘that’s really not it,’ has no hope.

He’s still saying how can he do it all in real-time and has already received penalty points from everyone except me.

The remaining possibility is to bring in a celebrity as a guest.

In the first place, they know our dorm, and there’s a socially acceptable atmosphere for a sudden housewarming.

Our network of connections is all-in on Ryu Iden, and there aren’t many people we’re generally close to.

Among them, who could target me? Who would be difficult for me as Seok-jun?

…Yoon Sung-ho.

As far as I know, there are only two people Seok-jun acts cute with.

Me and Yoon Sung-ho.

It’s familiar and friendly to act up in front of Chae Ha-min, but in front of him. I can’t bring myself to do it in front of him.

Besides, there’s no way Godea would have been invited. This is an idol’s self-produced content. Logically, there’s no way an idol from a rival company would appear.

However, I hardened my heart as I watched Chae Ha-min miss his last chance right in front of my eyes.

It’s too dangerous to settle for that thought. The PD is crazy. What if the doorbell rings and Yoon Sung-ho walks in?

* * *

“Isn’t there any way, my beloved senior! I’ll beg you on my knees!”

“No, are you really crazy? I suddenly visited the company because I thought there was an issue during filming.”

The PD is kneeling in the smoking room.

Team Leader Jang is a scary person, but he’s close to me, and his connections are real.

“And what idol puts another group member on their own self-produced content, you crazy bastard!”

Of course, Yoon Sung-ho is a bit of an exception since he ate from the same pot in the past during the survival show [meaning they trained together], but even so, that’s only possible on W App or TicTaekTok.

“I knew you’d say that, so I came up with a trick.”

The PD took out a sketchbook he had brought. It was a sloppy, makeshift PPT [PowerPoint presentation], but it was easy to read.

“In summary, we make the self-produced content as is and release it as behind-the-scenes cuts.”

It’s called the ‘A housewarming guest came during filming, we can’t kick them out, and we’re curious about the idol’s appearance as they welcome the guest, right?’ operation.

“You’re going to create content where idols in the company gather together anyway, right? Let’s try that out!”

“…Why do you have to go so far?”

“Dong-hwa’s new side. I’ll show you. You’ll be satisfied when you see the footage, right?”

Team Leader Jang Hae-jin stared into PD Lee Dong-won’s eyes.

How did he get so obsessed with Dong-hwa, and how did Dong-hwa end up with a guy like this…….

But does this bastard think it’s easy to coordinate schedules with other companies? No matter how short it is, the story has to go back and forth at least a month or two in advance.

“No, rather call Yaeon or Jun-sung.”

If it’s an idol from our company, there’s no big problem even if the filming is postponed indefinitely.

In fact, they live in the practice room, so it’s not bad to catch them and put them in, and the Blossem love is the best among TOT.

“No. I bet that the sun is more effective. The traveler doesn’t take off his clothes with that!” [Again, referencing the fable about persuasion]

However, the PD shot out a cry of anguish like a cannon.

The way to broadcast it can be found later. It doesn’t matter if it’s arranged in the form of a Blossem host’s entertainment show instead of self-produced content.

“What are you talking about, you X bastard, really! You should have cast them a long time ago!”

“I didn’t know Dong-hwa was this serious! I just thought they were fighting as usual! I’ll persuade them. I’ll pay the appearance fee out of my own pocket!”

Crazy bastard.

“…You should know how grateful you are to me.”

It was only because there was a story that had been going back and forth in advance that it was impossible to even bring it up if it wasn’t, so the PD would know how much he owed him just by the fact that conditions were created that could be buried without question.

* * *

It was around the time Yoon Sung-ho finished his personal radio show and stretched.

Now I was planning to go back and ask the kids how their day was, listen to them, and then fall asleep.

This is Yoon Sung-ho’s way of customizing the confession in a religious group, but Yoon Sung-ho is thinking of it as a warm communication time.

“Yes?”

But the manager in the driver’s seat was engrossed in the phone and tilted his head as if it was absurd.

“Yes, I understand.”

“What’s wrong, hyung [older brother/male friend]?”

“No, the company suddenly asked if you want to come and play?”

“It’s okay. You should go home too, hyung!”

Ah, a warm smile.

The manager felt purified by Yoon Sung-ho’s smile.

80% of the reason I can continue to be a manager in this desolate company is because he’s so nice. I’m proud of him and want to support him.

“Not that, they asked if you want to play with Blossem for a while? Originally, we were planning an idol chat.”

A content was being planned where the official leader Ryu Iden and the unofficial leader Yoon Sung-ho would gather and share their concerns over a cup of tea, and they were told to come and enjoy the party as a prologue.

Yoon Sung-ho listened quietly and tilted his head.

Why is it so urgent? I guess there’s something I don’t know about.

“…Is it okay?”

“It’s okay, that’s why it went into your ears. You’ve been in the business for a long time, and the fandoms aren’t on bad terms. It’s also connected to your roots, and there are two of them from our company.”

“Then, shall we go play for a while?”

A program that shows the daily lives of idols, especially the daily lives of close members of other groups, has become common recently, but it’s bound to be cautious.

Yoon Sung-ho just trusts the people in the company. Because he knows the changes that trust has brought to the group.

So, Yoon Sung-ho carefully arrived at Blossem’s dorm. Yoon Sung-ho felt a slight excitement as he got into the elevator.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen them. I’ve been in contact with them occasionally by text or phone, but Blossem has been too busy lately, and we’re gradually getting busier.

Finally, when he arrived at the door, Yoon Sung-ho rang the doorbell.

He smiled slightly at the words ‘Hyung!’ coming from inside.

…But, why is the voice different? Jun-i should have a more mature taste.

As the thought flashed through his head, the door burst open, and Ji Dong-hwa ran out and hugged him tightly.

“Hyung, it’s been a long time! I wanted to see you!”

Yoon Sung-ho, who had completely stiffened, couldn’t tell the difference.

……I think I know what’s going on. They switched each other.

Yoon Sung-ho quickly concluded and jumped up and shook Ji Dong-hwa.

He wouldn’t have been shaken if it was normal, but now he was easily shaken here and there, and he almost laughed for a moment.

“Jun-ah, how have you been?”

When I dropped Ji Dong-hwa and looked at his face, his ears were flushed.

He was holding onto his pants tightly as if suppressing something, then nodded cutely as if he had made up his mind.

Ah, my god, cognitive dissonance.

Yoon Sung-ho was unfamiliar with himself, but he stepped inside to match the rhythm as much as possible.

“It’s been a while.”

Chae Ha-min, with a cold expression, raised his hand lightly.

That’s Dong-hwa! My god, how can they be so similar? Since he’s a promising actor who observes every day, that’s easy for him.

“Hyung.”

Ji Dong-hwa grabbed Yoon Sung-ho’s hand and jumped.

“I bought a game, let’s play together―.”

“Okay, Jun-ah. What game shall we play?”

The way I talk to my cousins on holidays comes out habitually.

Ji Dong-hwa maintained silence for exactly 1 second because he was so ashamed.

Then, I don’t know what it was, but Lee Hyun-jae snickered and pressed a button.

…That’s a penalty.

Ji Dong-hwa’s analysis that Yoon Sung-ho has a talent as a religious leader doesn’t just mean he’s good.

It also means that he is quick-witted and good at reading other people’s minds.

“Our Jun-i, are you unfamiliar with your hyung because it’s been a long time?”

Haha, cute, our Dong-hwa. I want to joke around.

Ji Dong-hwa smiled brightly with the meaning of ‘Ah, what should I do, I want to hit everything down.’ in one corner of his eyes.

“No! It’s always good, when I see you, hyung.”

And the PD, who was watching all of this on the screen beyond the camera, cheered.

“My god, did you see that? Did you see it? The traveler took off his clothes! This is the appearance that came out because I knelt down to Team Leader Jang! I’m going to do a special edit for the behind-the-scenes later.”

“Even if it’s just socks.”

With a thud, Jung Kyung-woo, who pressed Ji Dong-hwa’s penalty for the first time, was also a little excited.

“How cynical!”

He’ll stop it somehow. Ji Dong-hwa’s penalty points, he’ll somehow stack them up with Yoon Sung-ho, the sun.

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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