Chapter 59:

Chapter 59:

Chapter 59

The studio erupted into laughter because of someones face that turned bright red.

With the help of frantic fanning and the water I handed him, Ri-hyuks face quickly returned to normal.

Of course, everyone had already laughed enough by then.

Thanks to Ri-hyuk, we had a good laugh.

The DJs voice made everyone chuckle again.

Come to think of it, you were like this when you were active as Something, right? Whenever the lighting was a bit strong, your face would disappear and the lighting director would sigh every time. Next time, you should tan your face a bit before you come.

Yes. I hear that a lot these days when I go on music shows.

As I was talking to Jang So-won, Hanjo joined in with a smile.

Your ears are really red right now.

Oh, they are.

Its a phenomenon we jokingly call the ears of truth. Ri-hyuk is actually very shy, even though he doesnt look like it.

I know, I know very well.

His ears burn like that whenever hes embarrassed.

No, they dont.

Ri-hyuk, who still had a flushed face like a drunk person, shook his head.

I dont get embarrassed easily.

It was a blatant lie.

Anyone could see that.

Not only the people in the booth, but also the production staff who were watching from behind the glass had smiles on their faces.

Especially the writers, who looked like they couldnt stand how cute our kid was.

I couldnt understand it at all.

-Lololololol

-Liar

-We saw your face turn red lol

The listeners reactions were not bad either.

If Seok-hwan hyung was monitoring, he would probably be laughing out loud.

I felt it during the music cafe, but whether it was intentional or accidental, making people like us was not an easy thing.

The scene where he became an egg ghost was funny, but the twist that Ri-hyuk, who seemed cold, was actually a shy person seemed to appeal to the listeners as a good impression.

Of course, the person in question was still suffering.

Ri-hyuk is Pirarucu

Yes?

The ID that just commented is our groups youngest, Ji-ho.

Oh, really?

People showed interest at Ri-hyuks words.

I wondered if I should stop him, but I decided to leave him alone for now.

He kept saying he was going to comment with that nickname before we left the dorm. I didnt think he would actually do it.

So this was Ji-ho? Thats amazing.

Yes. I plan to have a sincere talk with him when we go back to the dorm.

Oh, poor Ji-ho.

Jang So-won, who smiled like an older sister, changed the topic.

But the nickname was Pirarucu, right?

Uh.

Is it a pet name?

Uh well

I couldnt help but laugh.

Thats why I wondered if I should stop him before he said it. Jang So-won sunbae, who had a high sense of talk, wouldnt miss something like this.

-Pirarucu?

-What is Pirarucu?

-Someone please explain

Hanjo and Kiwon, who were on the opposite side, also seemed to forget about their talk and looked curious.

Huh? Woo Joo, you look like you know something.

Ah, well

Dont say it, really dont say it, if you say it, were done, Ri-hyuk gave me a look.

Hey. Do you think people wont look it up?

But before I could answer, someone pasted an encyclopedia entry in the comment section.

For the listeners who were only listening, Jang So-won read the comment.

Pirarucu is the largest freshwater fish in South America. Its a fish that lives in the Amazon River. Ive never heard of this name before, why does Ji-ho call Ri-hyuk this nickname?

Its not a nickname.

Ri-hyuk explained.

There was a time when I was so exhausted from practice that I collapsed, and Ji-ho looked at my expression and said I looked like that fish

Thats too much. Our Ri-hyuk is so cute.

So, please remember this. I dont look like a pirarucu at all, everyone. Im not a pirarucu.

People smile at his desperate denial.

I dont know what the expressions of the people listening to the radio are right now, but Im sure theyre good, just like the people here.

Its amazing.

He was like that in an interview with reporter Oh a while ago, too.

Considering that he couldnt even fill his part at the music cafe and I had to feed him, it was a huge improvement.

I suddenly felt grateful to Ji-ho, who created this opportunity.

Well done. Our youngest.

Although he sacrificed Ri-hyuk, he got a meaningful amount of broadcast time.

The flow of the broadcast changed at some point.

The Street Boys, who had a fair share when they were introduced at first, were pushed aside, and Ri-hyuk and I were leading the broadcast with Jang So-won.

I felt thankful to the youngest who gave us this opportunity.

But that gratitude didnt last even five minutes.

But, as the name suggests, it was just small talk, so we couldnt say that the broadcast was over!

There were two more important parts left.

The live stage was scheduled for the fourth part, which would start at 9:30, so now it was time to proceed with the main corner of the third part.

Okay, lets start the main corner of the third part. The name is Tell me your~

Troubles!

We responded to the DJs cue and a bam! sound effect played.

Tell me your troubles.

It was the second most important corner after the live stage.

The format was simple.

The production team selected the trouble of the week and each team gave advice on it.

The winner was decided by text voting.

It was a simple format, but as soon as the corner started, the guests expressions became serious.

Not only me and Ri-hyuk, but also the Street Boys members.

They all looked like athletes facing a decisive match, rather than guests on a radio show.

But this reaction was not excessive.

There was a reward that they had to get.

If they won this corner, the winning team would get to put their name on the playlist of Wonderful Night three times next week.

An opportunity to introduce their songs to the general public, beyond the fixed audience of music shows composed of soldiers and idol fandoms.

It was like an oasis in the desert for rookies who were thirsty for promotion.

After Autumn Girls Endless Season played, the DJ told us the trouble of the week.

Hello, Wonderful Night. Im a high school student who turned eighteen this year. Im a regular listener of Wonderful Night, so I decided to send you this story. Ive had a problem since a while ago.

The story was like this.

The writer had a best friend who had been close since middle school.

A friend who always hung out with him, whether it was eating or playing.

A friend who was so close that they even knew each others parents.

The problem started in the second semester of last year.

Wow, youre really a god of notes. I messed up on that subject, can I borrow your notes for a bit?

The writer gladly agreed to lend his notes.

After the exam, his friend came back with a bright face.

Awesome. I got 90 points thanks to you.

He was happy for him until then.

But as the final exam of last year and the midterm exam of this year came, it became a problem.

The number of subjects that he borrowed notes for increased.

And in the midterm exam, his friend who only slept got a better score than the writer.

Thats when I thought it was unfair.

The writers trouble was like this.

How should I behave towards my best friend of five years in this situation?

That was the dilemma of the writer who asked what to do in the midst of the final exams.

Thats a tough one.

As soon as I heard the story, the same thought that crossed my mind came out of Hanjos mouth.

The Street Boys, who got the first turn by drawing lots, took on the challenge.

The speaker was, of course, Hanjo.

I personally related to this story. I had a similar experience when I was in school. I think I know how the writer feels right now. Its frustrating when a close friend takes advantage of your hard work.

He said calmly.

But I think the writer should speak up about this problem. It may sound harsh, but its not something that can be solved by keeping it in your heart.

So you want the writer to talk honestly to their friend?

Yes. And I have some suggestions on how to do that

Hanjos answer was textbook perfect.

It was a softened version of what anyone would say when they hear this problem: Why are you being such a fool? You should stand up for yourself!

He showed some empathy.

And he added some concrete solutions.

There was nothing to fault.

Except that it didnt suit him.

Maybe his words and actions didnt match.

Even though it was a short encounter, I had a different impression of Hanjos personality.

He was not the type to give such advice.

He was careful with his words, and he preferred to keep quiet rather than cause trouble.

It didnt resonate with me when he said, Why are you putting up with it? Tell them how you feel!

Besides, I had a different opinion.

While the ads were running, I was thinking about what to say to the writer.

By the time I had it sorted out.

A hand holding a pen appeared from somewhere and moved over my script.

At first, only the initial consonants and came up, then they were scratched out and disappeared.

It seemed like they were trying to write Cheer up or Good luck.

But they hesitated, as if they didnt know what to write.

Finally, the white hand produced a neat handwriting.

-Just relax.

I looked up with a smile and saw Ri-hyuk nodding his head.

He was returning the words he had said to me before the broadcast started, when he was shaking with nerves.

He probably thought I was nervous too.

But I wasnt that nervous.

I had gotten used to the live show, and more importantly, I knew exactly what to say to the writer.

When the ads were over, and it was our turn.

At the DJs signal to start the consultation, I told the writer what I wanted to say in a calm voice.

I dont think you should tell your best friend about that.