Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 261

Hyung, Aren’t I Cute? (261/500)

Siha’s team’s assignment was decided to be making a song together with Yeonju’s team.

Jongsu insisted that a competition could only happen if they did the same thing.

It was good that things went as he wanted, but there was a problem.

The three with outstanding musicality, except for Jaehui, were all together.

The match seemed very unfavorable.

“I can do it!”

Siha clenched his fist and struck a fighting pose.

Seungjun nodded.

“Don’t worry. I’m confident because I’ve listened to a lot of fun songs from my dad.”

“Ooh, ooh, ooh!”

Jongsu looked at Seungjun with trust.

Yun Dong, who had been quietly watching, gave them a little hope when he said he would dance.

The teacher thought it would be quite interesting.

In a way, it was a unique combination.

The unexpected Oh Seungjun, the silent dancer Yun Dong, the smart leader Jongsu, and the cute Lee Siha.

Huh? No. The creative Lee Siha.

Since he was specialized in art, he might play a huge role.

Jongsu said.

“Then, what should the song title be….”

“Soccer!”

“Hey. What’s with soccer? Do something else. Something else.”

The team clashed again over the song’s subject matter.

It was comparable to other teams that were flowing smoothly, but their energy was overflowing.

“Siha. Rice Cake Soup!”

“Can you stop looking for rice cake soup? Ah, this is hard!”

Originally, the team leader has the hardest time in a team project.

To lead the team, they had to harmonize the team members, make each person fulfill their role, and coordinate well.

Seungjun made another absurd suggestion.

“Then, should we do cockroach?”

“Ew!”

“Cockroaches are persistent and live a long time. That means we’ll survive for a long time too.”

“Huh?”

Jongsu’s eyes widened at the surprisingly plausible suggestion.

The problem was that the subject matter was a bit much.

Yun Dong raised his hand.

“I don’t think it’s bad.”

“Eek!”

“Siha, rice cake soup!”

“How much do you like rice cake soup!”

Jongsu thought that the rice cake soup subject was better.

At this rate, it seemed like a strange subject would be born.

“Then let’s do rice cake soup. I’ll make the melody. Seungjun will do the lyrics…. Um. We have to make it properly, okay?”

“Of course!”

“Yun Dong will dance.”

“Okay.”

“Siha is….”

“Huh?”

“Just sing hard.”

“Ah, okay!”

That’s how their arbitrary song-making began.

Time passed, and they were inspected to see if they were finished.

Right away by the teacher.

Today, he was playing the role of a professor.

“Hehehe. Okay, everyone. Please submit your assignments. Who wants to go first?”

“Hana!”

“Then, starting with Yeonju’s team.”

Yeonju got up from her seat.

“We made pretty clothes and a song too. I’ll play the violin, and Hana and Eunwoo will sing.”

“I’m looking forward to it. Hehehe.”

“We’ll let you hear it.”

Yeonju played the violin.

Hana sings first.

“Twinkle, twinkle, little eyes! (People) Beautifully come down! The east house also has a snowman. The west house also has a snowman.”

Jaehui added the chorus in the (People) part.

The teacher thought it was a melody he had heard a lot.

Surely they didn’t just take a commercial code, did they?

“You and I gather snow. We make it diligently.”

It was very brazen, but he decided to move on since he didn’t think songs could be made that easily anyway.

Now it was Eunwoo’s turn.

[Twinkle, twinkle, little eyes! People. But. Look at the world big.]

The connection between the snowman and the person with small eyes.

Eyes are small, but they say to look at the world big.

The teacher blinked at the lyrics.

[West, east, ha. Sky. The small eyes that looked. It’s a person. Eyes, eyes, it’s love.]

Eunwoo pointed to his eyes with two fingers.

[The twinkling is the same. I’m not intimidated. Ha!]

Hana sings again.

“Twinkle, twinkle, little eyes! (People) Beautifully shine!”

Everyone bowed, saying, “Thank you.”

The teacher clapped.

Eunwoo’s rap made the overall lyrics sound a bit different.

He had a genius-like feeling from before, but his rap skills and ideas were still amazing.

Could it be that this daycare only has geniuses?

While the teacher was seriously contemplating.

“Teacher~”

“Oh? Siha.”

“Siha will do it.”

“Okay. It’s Siha’s team’s turn, right?”

“Ah, okay.”

Siha sang the song.

“Slice, slice, slice the rice cake. Water, water. Put water in.”

This was also a song he had heard a lot.

“One night. Two nights. Boil, boil, boil. Boil it. Boil it. Boil it.”

If you boil rice cake soup like that, wouldn’t the rice cake become very mushy?

“Sprouts have sprouted!”

The teacher’s eyes widened.

It even sprouted?

“Sprout, sprout, sprouts have sprouted. Chop, chop, chop. Green onion. Green onion. Chop, chop, chop. Boil it. Boil it. Boil it.”

The sprouts must have become green onions.

“Rice cake soup is done~”

Finally, the rice cake soup was done.

It was an obvious yet strange lyric that was written by someone.

But it was fun in its own way.

Yun Dong next to him danced very one-dimensionally with a blank expression.

Slicing rice cakes, sprouting sprouts, chopping green onions.

There’s no dance that fits this song.

I know that both teams worked very hard.

“Hmm, hmm, hmm. Everyone is amazing. I have to give points.”

Both teams’ eyes twinkled.

“Both of you get A+. I’ll give you a ‘Very well done!’”

Yeonju said.

“Who won?”

“Hehehe. In university, it’s not about who wins or loses, but about the professor giving grades.”

In reality, not everyone received an A+, but there was no need to say that fact.

“I see.”

The children nodded as if they understood.

Siha held out his hand.

“Teacher, very well done~”

“Huh?”

“Stamp!”

At Siha’s words, the other children shouted, “Me too! Me too!”

The teacher smiled bitterly and brought the stamp.

But kids. There are no professors who give stamps in university.

No matter how much they played university, they were still kids.

***

GCP [Game Creation Program] applicants were gathered in one auditorium.

There were many officials and many participating teams and individuals.

Most of them seemed to want to receive support here, but they couldn’t.

The competition for support was as fierce as jumping into the job market.

An official came out and spoke.

“I understand that many people have applied. Only those who did not meet the qualifications were dropped from the documents. But even here, we cannot support everyone.”

A PPT [PowerPoint presentation] was displayed.

“Please think of it as the final interview for the program. But you won’t get nothing out of it.”

[Game Plan and Presentation]

“Each team will have a team and create the game they want. Create a plan to persuade our mentors about it. If you pass, you will participate in the program, and even if you fail, the mentors will tell you what is lacking.”

I nodded at those words.

Direction, basics. That’s what they’re looking at. People who don’t have the basics and try to be here are not needed.

That’s what they’re saying.

Starting a business is not easy, and most are beginners who don’t know anything, but they must clearly realize the basic parts.

In that sense, making that proposal into a PPT and getting advice from current developers would be very meaningful.

That alone would be helpful.

I thought the role of the mentor was very important.

“Mr. Sihyuk.”

“Yes.”

I looked to the side.

There was Ahn Hyuntae, who held the position of team leader at NM Company.

“Mr. Sihyuk is affiliated with NM Company, isn’t he? Even if it’s a contract position.”

“That’s right.”

“So, I was wondering if you could join us in evaluating the PPT.”

“Me?”

“Yes. I was wondering if there might be some advice from the perspective of a translator….”

“Actually, I….”

“I know, but they don’t know over there, do they?”

“Hmm. Well, I don’t know if it will be helpful, but I’ll do my best.”

“Thank you.”

“But Team Leader, isn’t this your first time as a team leader too?”

“Well, I came here as a mentor this time. And looking here, everyone is at the team leader level. Haha. I’m glad I even have a business card.”

“I think they probably sent you with it on purpose.”

Why is there something like that?

When a soldier is sent on a special mission, it’s a bit much if their rank is too low, so they get promoted one step.

It’s that kind of feeling.

Ahn Hyuntae asked.

“Have you ever participated in game development?”

“Yes. In a club, though.”

“If it’s at the club level, hmm.”

“Why? Isn’t it helpful?”

“It’s not that. I just don’t know if you’re qualified to give advice.”

“Then, should we talk a bit?”

I talked about the principle of ‘story’ that games speak of.

There were many stories on the planning side, but it was essential to talk about storytelling.

Ahn Hyuntae looked a little surprised at my words.

“Wow. It feels like you know more than I do?”

“Pfft. No way.”

“No. It definitely feels like you’re accurately grasping the essence. Are you a scenario writer rather than a translator?”

“Well, I did apply for that side.”

“It might be better to give that kind of advice.”

“Oh, is that okay?”

“Very much so.”

I felt a little relieved at those words.

***

-Planning presentation day.

Being able to participate in this place seems like a really good experience.

Because you can hear advice from team leader-level field staff.

It was even better in that not everyone could come here.

“I will present.”

As the PPT started, the team leaders’ expressions worsened.

I stopped the presentation.

“Wait a minute. So, do you have anything developed? Even something simple.”

“No. It’s a plan.”

“You’re saying it’s a plan to make something like this? You haven’t even started yet.”

“…Yes.”

The presenter began to look around cautiously.

“I see. It would have been nice to show something simple.”

Scribble, scribble.

Everyone started writing something on the printouts.

I could clearly see the presenter sweating.

Did his face turn pale?

He was too nervous.

I raised my hand.

“Interesting. I enjoyed the presentation. If it’s okay, shall we loosen up our stiff bodies? Team leaders too. Okay, everyone, hands above your head!”

Everyone had puzzled expressions, but they stretched following me.

Left, right.

What is this? They swallowed their laughter.

The atmosphere changed, and the presenter also had a comfortable expression.

Let’s not be too rigid. Isn’t everyone here for the first time? Let’s look at the young people with warm eyes sometimes. These people know very well that it’s a cold society anyway.

Don’t be more cold and push them because they don’t know.

Everyone knows. They’re not stupid, and these days kids are smart.

Of course, there were also people who frowned at my actions, saying, “Is this a joke?”

Come on. That’s too much.

“Are you calmed down?”

“Yes? Yes!”

“I saw it while presenting, but you’re overly focused on the story.”

“Ah, yes! I thought this was an important element too.”

“I’ve also participated in scenarios, but it’s not that important.”

“Yes?”

“It’s an app game, right? If you do storytelling like that, you’ll collapse right away. You’ll know if you’ve played the game, but rather than reading the story, you’ll think about what the reward is, how much you can skip, and how to get stronger.”

The presenter had an expression as if he had figured something out.

“I came here as a translator for NM Company. You see in front of me, right?”

I tapped the letters attached in front of me.

“Yes!”

“If there are a lot of actual translations, the estimate will be high. But if it greatly affects sales, well? It’s best to use as little as possible. And if there are many duplicate words, it costs less money. Duplicates are deducted from the estimate.”

“Really?”

“It’s different for each company, but it’s usually like that. You’re not just going to make one with this support, are you? Even if you fail, you’ll make it personally. You have to reduce the parts where you can reduce costs as much as possible. Especially the story parts that require translation.”

The expression of the person who was dissatisfied earlier changes subtly. It’s a face that says, “I never thought you would say these things.”

He loosens his arms as if acknowledging it a little and becomes interested.

I don’t particularly want to look good to that person.

Ahn Hyuntae next to me just needs to know.

Because we’ll be working together on this project.

“What I want to say is this. Remember that storytelling is game play.”

“…Game play….”

I leaned back on the chair as if that was it.

The PPT presentation wasn’t over, but the others started giving advice little by little, thinking that there was no need to listen anymore.

It seemed like this team would fail.

As I went through a few teams like that and quenched my dry throat from the accumulated fatigue.

“Hello! We are Kyung Trio!”

“Pfft! Cough. Cough. Cough.”

The three members of the game development club came.