Chapter 568: Eungwang High festival (2)

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The concert hall has a capacity of less than a thousand people.

Considering that tall seats at the concert hall were sold out in one second during Kwon Jein’s performance, it seems ridiculously small.

But for students of Eungwang High, even 500 freshmen couldn’t fill up the hall.

It seems unimaginable for a single class to gather this many people with only a song to perform.

But now, seeing people flock in from air shuttles, it seemed possible enough.

“Hmm... Jiho-yah, wasn’t the concert hall under construction?”Nêww chapters will be fully updated at novelhall.com

“The construction ended yesterday. Only the lounge, the green room, and the staff room are left.”

Hwang Jiho briefly answered Kim Yuri’s question.

I looked at the stage through the staff-only passage.

I thought only repairs were done, but the audience seats were significantly increased.

“I think it’s a lot wider than when we came here.”

“It can accommodate up to 2,000 people now.”

“2,000...!”

Dokgo Miro exclaimed.

She has experience in performing for big audiences, but it would be difficult considering that she’s a trainee who still hasn’t debuted.

Oblivious to Dokgo Miro’s thoughts, Hwang Jiho spoke with satisfaction.

“There was a time when I failed to secure tickets for the concert hall. Now that the capacity’s doubled, there will be room.”

Hwang Jiho didn’t show it, but he must’ve been angry when he failed to get tickets.

Only this rich old man would think of doubling a concert hall’s capacity because he failed to ticket once.

Saeum of April spoke in admiration.

“Wow, the one-second cut will be two seconds now!”

“You practiced so hard for the ticketing, so I’m sure you’ll get it next time!”

Won’t Kwon Jein invite Kwon Lena’s friends first if she performs again next time?

I don’t think we’d have to worry about tickets anymore, but I decided to feign ignorance, not wanting to crush the kids’ high spirits.

Overwhelmed by the 2,000 seating capacity, Dokgo Miro asked Hwang Jiho.

“Did you prepare this in advance?”

“That’s right.”

“Why?”

“Considering the completeness and concept of the stage prepared by the kids, I judged that it was impossible to accommodate the audience in the classroom. I prepared it because the construction of the concert hall was completed just in time.”

“...But don’t you think 2,000 is a bit much?”

I agreed with Dokgo Miro.

Only more than 500 spectators have entered so far.

Thanks to the opening of the first-floor seats, it didn’t look empty but the empty space was obvious.

However, Hwang Jiho spoke confidently.

“If you perform well now, more people will want to listen to you sing. I prepared for that in advance.”

Dokgo Miro looked surprised.

They’re always fighting over Hani, but Hwang Jiho seems to actually be pleased with Dokgo Miro.

He seems to be fond of the King of Back Alleys who stormed into the Gwangil Police Station to help his old friend.

“Entrance is complete!”

The entrance to the hall was closed.

We were going to start screening as soon as the admission was completed, but since this many people gathered, I thought we should say our greetings first.

Usually, it’s Kim Yuri who would give that as the class president, but as soon as the attention turned to her...

“Go on, Miro-yah!”

“Huh?”

Before Dokgo Miro said anything, Kim Yuri lightly pushed her.

There’s no way that the King of Back Alleys can’t avoid it, but Dokgo Miro came forward.

“Miro-yah!”

Waaaa!

Clap clap!

The Class 2-0 sunbae-jerks called Dokgo Miro’s name and cheered, starting a wave of applause.

Dokgo Miro’s eyes scanned the bottom of the stage, perhaps detecting video devices.

She took a deep breath for a moment and became a completely different person.

“Thank you for coming to Year One Class Zero’s screening!”

The mood changed when Dokgo Miro smiled brightly and waved under the spotlights.

It was difficult to take my eyes off the pink hair that moved lightly when she waved with a smile in her eyes.

“It’s a performance that our class worked hard to prepare. I hope you enjoy it until the end. We’re going to have a live performance later in the afternoon, so please come and watch that too!”

The crowd looked at Dokgo Miro as she spoke in her clear and high-pitched voice.

The lights turned off, but Dokgo Miro’s bright greeting lingered in my head.

“I brought a chair and some snacks for those who are waiting to sit down!”

“Have some food!”

As Hwang Jiho stood up from the ground, Cheongho’s students appeared holding chairs and baskets full of sweet snacks.

They almost said hello to Hwang Jiho reflexively, but they managed to narrowly stop themselves.

Although there are many club events that the sound-living students of Cheongho cannot miss, they largely helped out in the Taehokwon small group.

‘They’ve gotten a lot closer while doing volunteer work at the nursery. Our class owes them a favor so I guess I should gift them a good album.’

After that, our tour of the central district continued.

There were many things that were hard to miss such as the performance of the music clubs, decorations made of exotic ores and fabrics, and the food from the cooking club that could improve a player’s disposition right away.

‘I would’ve participated in Heo Chaeah’s library if I had more time.’

I’ve checked out all the events that my playable characters prepared, but there were some that couldn’t fit in my time.

This was the case with the long library tour that needed advance reservations.

It was unfortunate, but I guess I’ll enjoy the clips later on.

I swallowed my disappointment and headed to the next location.

“...You’re here?”

The next stop was the booth from the Players’ Association.

Although strict screening by Eungwang High board members and student organizations was required, outside organizations were accommodated in the Eungwang High Festival.

One of them was the Players’ Organization, a major employment destination for Eungwang High students.

The Players’ Association participated to promote the launch of new satellite-related apps.

But who would care about satellite applications at a festival full of things to eat, see, and enjoy?

‘Still, there are quite a lot of people.’

Song Daesok was visibly sullen.

He worked hard to the bone to develop the apps, but it seems like people were indifferent, dismissing the booth as “just some people from the association”

Some maniacs seem to have been enthusiastic about asking questions about satellites, but they could be counted in one hand.

The association members who accompanied him felt sorry for Song Daesok.

‘Predicting otherworlds through variables and interpreting indicators using new technologies... Maeng Hyodon will run away without understanding a single explanation.’

Considering what Song Daesok does in the association, the importance of this app cannot be overstated.

But its accessibility wasn’t the best.

By the way, what’s Team Leader Hong Gyubin doing there?

I guess he’ll enjoy himself at the festival later so he decided to help out first.

I decided to appease Song Daesok first.

“I’m going to the oriental painting small group to cover their exhibition. Wanna come with?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you have a lot of tickets left?”

“I used one earlier so now...”

Song Daesok suddenly stopped talking.

As expected, he seemed to have been the first to visit the joint exhibition between Min Geurin, the art department, and the oriental painting small group.

We decided to go together, but we immediately gave up when we saw the line.

“It’s a two-hour wait time?”

“No, but why are there so many people?”

“People flooded in with the influx of big-time players earlier...”

Did all the people who came to watch at the concert hall come here?

Painter Hong Kyungbok and Iron Arm Song Manseok must’ve attracted everyone.

In the end, we decided to give up on entering the exhibit.

“Where should we go next? There’s a crowd so I think we should go around there first.”

“Stalemate. The chess small group is recruiting challengers to compete in a ten-sided game...”

While I was working with Hwang Jiho, someone suddenly called us.

“I found Euishin oppa!”

“Huh? The benefactor? Where?”

I made eye contact with red eyes in the crowd.

It was Ok Toyeon with the three descendants.

Song Daesok was shocked to see Ok Toyeon.

“Why are you here...!”

Ok Toyeon and Song Daesok work together for the satellite.

Hwang Jiho’s face was also distorted upon seeing Ok Toyeon, but he endured it and redirected his attention to the descendants.

But his patience didn’t last long.

Someone both Hwang Jiho and Ok Toyeon knew arrived and spoke in honorifics.

“It’s nice to see familiar faces.”

The head of the Rat Clan, Seodol, appeared.

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