Godsent Top Star [EN]: Chapter 320

320. What Did I Do to Get a Favorability Rating? (1)

September 16, 2022

UTT wasn’t the only group on the plane.

“Is it really okay for us to go on a business trip in such good seats? We’re not even at the director level…”

It was hard to believe, but they were all flying in business class.

Even people who had been in broadcasting for a few years, or even a dozen, had never been treated like this before.

“It feels like a reward vacation, doesn’t it?”

What is a reward vacation, you ask?

It’s a reward given when you produce something great and amazing.

For example, creating a legendary show with incredible viewership ratings.

Or being recognized for a masterpiece that attracts tens of millions of viewers.

It’s usually given when such objective quantification is possible.

“No. We wouldn’t get a reward vacation…”

“That’s true.”

The ‘Breaking the Limit’ production team had set records in many ways.

It’s just that the main players in setting those records weren’t the production staff.

“And even if we did get a reward vacation, could we really fly business class?”

“No way.”

They humbly accepted reality.

“I sent Juha a gift too.”

“Wow… Our PD [Production Director] spent a lot of money…”

“She’s the one who connected us with Yeonwoo. We should carry her around on our backs.”

The reason they were able to ride business class on a journey that was no different from a business trip, not a reward vacation, was because Trevi Hazel proposed to bear all the expenses.

Even the accommodation costs, all of it.

“No, to us? Why?”

The production team had to doubt their eyes when they saw the items listed in the officially received proposal.

But soon they understood.

‘Ah. It’s because of Yeonwoo.’

The *deokjil* [intense, obsessive fandom] of a top-class musician was so grand in scale.

There was more to be amazed at.

“A private jet? Trevi has a private jet?”

An additional phrase stating that he could send a private jet if they didn’t like public transportation proudly showed its presence on the line below.

Should they be surprised by the audacity of calling an airplane public transportation?

Or should they be surprised by the offer to readily provide a private jet?

Or should they be embarrassed that he even had a private jet in the first place?

‘The conditions are very good, but strangely, it feels like chaos.’

The large-scale *choeae* [favorite] *deokjil* [fandom] of a world star was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Private jet or business class for all staff.

PD Gong went through a fierce conflict between happy choices.

That was the result.

“Anyway, it’s good. It’s comfortable. I can stretch my legs. No matter how I think about it, I think I did so well back then, right? I don’t know how I immediately offered to sign the contract right there.”

Lee Juha’s arrangement was an arrangement, but he was very proud of himself in the past for winning the contract on the spot.

Thanks to that, the program had a way out, and he was enjoying a comfortable 14-hour flight.

“I hope the kids are settling in well.”

I wonder if the advance team sent to coordinate in advance or visit the site in advance is doing well.

As PD Gong muttered, the staff member sitting next to him replied.

“They seem to be doing really well?”

Airplanes these days were really another class.

Or is it because it’s business class…

The internet above the clouds felt very different.

“If you only look at their SNS, you wouldn’t think they went to work. Look.”

The liquid crystal screen that the staff tilted and showed was full of authentication shots that were clearly being welcomed.

From photos taken with celebrities whose names you would know just by hearing them to photos of the inside of the accommodation.

“Anyone who sees it would think they went on a *hokangseu* [hotel vacation] instead of going to work.”

What was especially surprising was the quality of the accommodation.

“Isn’t this perhaps X Hotel?”

“Uh… That’s right. The location tag is set there.”

“…Are they lying and just went to play?”

Accommodation that costs over a million won per night was given to everyone who went on a preliminary visit, not just one person.

As he scrolled through the screen, his mouth dropped open.

“I wondered if it was really another class when they said they booked all our flights in business class… No, seriously, who is this person?”

“What do you mean? He’s a successful *deokhu* [dedicated fanboy].”

“Ah, that’s right…”

Another realization came to PD Gong.

At that time, the staff made a joke.

“Disinterested kindness only goes as far as pork…”

“At this level, it’s not just beef, but some legendary dragon meat.”

“Right?”

Because it was so unrealistic, only nonsensical words were exchanged.

“But, you know. Could Trevi be at the airport?”

“Huh?”

“Why. We do that too. When someone comes to Korea, fans go to the airport to pick them up. Even if they’re not coming to Korea, there are people who wait at the airport when the celebrities they stan come back from overseas schedules.”

“Eh. No way. No matter what, it’s Trevi Hazel. There’s no way he’d come to the airport himself, right?”

“Well… Come to think of it, that’s true too? There’s no way such a star would come to the airport, right…?”

At that time, they didn’t know.

That that ‘no way’ would catch them.

[Ah, I’m going to die…]

A child with chubby cheeks twisted his body and said.

One thing to keep in mind is that the child has been dead for decades.

“I think you keep forgetting that you’re dead.”

What reason would a ghost, not a person, have to be tired because of a flight?

[How painful is it to be trapped in a closed space!]

I don’t think the guy who was floating around in the air and causing all sorts of chaos should be saying that.

The people who are really tired are,

“Ugh…”

The production staff, who had become almost half zombies even though they were in comfortable seats.

The unhealthy bodies, already full of the water of society, acted as if they were about to die from the long flight.

“We’ve set foot on American soil! Oh my God!”

“It’s one small step for a man, but a giant leap for mankind.”

“Let’s take a commemorative photo. We have to capture this moment.”

The UTT [Unstoppable Top Talents, likely referring to a group name] members, still brimming with youthful energy, were different.

Oblivious to the weary production staff gazing at their youthful exuberance with wistful eyes, UTT diligently took out their selfie stick and started snapping photos.

It was the notoriously picky Kim Min-chan who insisted that a selfie stick was an absolute must for overseas trips.

“Okay, everyone, try not to be too nervous. If we just say we’re here on business, there shouldn’t be any problems.”

Arriving wasn’t the end of it.

They still had to go through immigration and find their luggage.

Yeon-woo felt nervous because an interpreter couldn’t accompany them through immigration.

The United States was more sensitive to terrorism than any other country.

If you couldn’t answer properly during immigration, seemed suspicious, or caused any trouble, you could be detained.

‘I can hear, but I can’t speak. This is so inconvenient.’

I wonder if there are any good ghost interpreters around?

I should get the Dongja spirit [A spirit often depicted as a young boy, sometimes used for divination or assistance] to scout around.

Yeon-woo was preparing the answers the interpreter had provided in his head when it happened.

The immigration officer seemed to recognize Yeon-woo.

“Oh, my God! I know you! You’re the famous Seonwoo!”

That’s strange.

Wasn’t this the same person who had been scrutinizing their condition with a very indifferent attitude and peppering them with questions just a moment ago?

But as soon as he saw Yeon-woo’s face, he shed his apathetic expression.

“Goodness. I can’t believe I’m meeting Seonwoo. My daughter will be so jealous!”

And then he started pouring out stories, starting with how glad he was to meet him.

He said he enjoyed the drama.

He asked if they were planning to film a drama in the United States this time.

He asked if they had any plans to make a movie.

And so on.

He rattled on and on.

“Oh, my gosh. I’ve been keeping you for too long. I know a photo might be difficult, but would it be possible to shake your hand?”

“Of course.”

He was flustered, but thanks to that, he passed through immigration very easily.

‘Indeed, a smile is a worldwide universal language.’

He even gave him a handshake and an autograph.

Then, the immigration officer’s expression softened even more, and his attitude toward Yeon-woo’s staff naturally became more friendly.

“Wow. This is the first time I’ve ever gotten through immigration so quickly.”

A staff member who had been on several business trips said while looking for their luggage.

“Immigration usually takes up several hours… This is really amazing.”

It was almost the first time that they had passed through so smoothly, found their luggage, and left.

But there were still more surprises to come.

“……?”

As you exit the arrival hall, you see many people waiting in front of the gate.

Well, that’s not particularly special.

But if one of those waiting people is a world-famous musician, then that’s definitely special.

“…There’s no way that’s Trevi, right?”

“I don’t know…”

But there was no strength in the voice answering.

A burly man holding a cute sign that said ‘Welcome’.

It was Trevi Hazel Lee, no matter how you looked at it, even if you did a cartwheel or a backflip.

“…The company said they would send someone to pick us up…”

There was no way he would come himself.

He seemed to be trying his best to hide.

A hood pressed down tightly. A deep-brimmed ball cap on top of that.

A monochromatic dark hoodie that covered his entire body and sunglasses visible under the ball cap.

And even a black mask that covered his nose and chin.

He tried his best to disguise himself.

Unfortunately, everyone except the person himself seemed to have noticed.

‘It’s Trevi.’

‘Trevi Hazel Lee…’

It wasn’t just Yeon-woo’s group that noticed.

There were crowds of people in front of the arrival gate, but strangely, there was space around Trevi.

It was only natural, as he was exuding presence even in that crowded place.

[…Does he really think he hasn’t been caught?]

The Dongja spirit added a word, as if he was dumbfounded.

[How can he not notice when everyone is glancing at him?]

They said that the cold city people of America don’t make a fuss even when they see celebrities.

“They’ve seen it so much. It’s like, ‘You’re not a big deal.’ They basically have a strong sense of individualism. Some people are embarrassed to act like they know you? They think it’s rude. Anyway, there are people who act like they know you there, but the atmosphere is usually like looking at a chicken looking at a cow [A Korean idiom meaning to be completely clueless or unable to understand].”

Lee Joo-ha, who had come to see Yeon-woo before he left for the United States, had rambled on like that.

‘I guess Trevi isn’t an average case?’

I won’t pretend to know him since he’s heavily armed to avoid being recognized.

But he’s there, so I’m very conscious of him.

That kind of feeling was emanating very blatantly from the people around him.

‘There are at least one, two… more than eight hidden cameras?’

The number caught by Yeon-woo’s radar, which had increased its ability to find cameras like a ghost while performing on stage with idols, was a total of eight.

They’re quite far away, but they’re clearly pointing this way.

At this point, I wonder if he really tried to hide it.

“Well… um… that person… seems to be the one picking us up, so we should go… right…?”

The PD [Production Director], who was in charge, quickly handled the situation.

Unable to call Trevi by his name.

In a situation where he couldn’t be hot-hot [likely meaning to be obvious or forward], the PD awkwardly approached Trevi.

But before the PD could say anything, Trevi approached first and grabbed his hand.

“I’ve been waiting a long time. Welcome.”

It was Yeon-woo’s hand.

And at the same time.

-Ting!

A splendid status window appeared in front of Yeon-woo’s eyes.