Chapter 221:
Translator: MarcTempest
Editor: Rxel
Chapter 221
Riding the Flowing Rapids
After the Legendary Song Discovery show ended, the Soufflés were ecstatic.
-WaaahhhhhᅲᅲᅲᅲᅲWaaahhhᅲᅲ
-I’m crying for realᅲᅲᅲ
-Our kids are so amazing...
-Also so lovely
-How can this make me tear up... It’s not even a music show win, but I was so touched when Woojoo gave his comment
-Grandma, Woojoo stole Deoksoon’s heart!!!
The fans posted their real-time reactions on the community.
-Here are some screenshots of the internet news comments!
-Wow, our kids are on the trending searchᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏ
-Today’s Junghyun wearing a Roman cape.gif
-I analyzed Woojoo’s expression when he stole Deoksoon and it says happiness 100ᄏᄏᄏ
-I think mine would be 100 too if I took it now
The Soufflés couldn’t help but smile at their own grins every time their smartphone screens turned off.
They deserved it.
-Oh... Oh my god! It’s New Black everywhere! I need to lie down
Every article that came out had ‘New Black’ in the title.
The performance clip video views were skyrocketing.
And the trending search keywords ‘New Black’, ‘Noh Jaehyun’, and ‘Life’ proved their popularity.
Even those who missed the broadcast were curious and kept clicking on the links.
And the hot response was the same in reality.
“What was the name of that red-haired guy? He looks sly.”
“Rihyuk? He sings like a nightingale. His song is good. Hey, this is going to be online, right?”
“Do idols usually sing that well?”
The Soufflés felt dizzy as they watched TV with their families.
‘What is this. I can’t get used to it.’
Before, their families would just say ‘Oh, how cute’ and pass by when they saw them on TV. But now they were mentioning the members’ names.
It was a strange situation where their mom was saying their bias’ name.
‘It’s a hit.’
They didn’t know what the ratings were.
But one thing was certain: the name ‘New Black’ was now firmly stuck in the adults’ minds.
The recognition that had been flimsy like post-its from their appearances on Around the World With Dice and other variety shows was now sticky like glue.
-My mom asked me who my favorite singer was when she talked about New Black and I panicked and said Jenmin... What do I do
-My parents thought this was a live voteᄏᄏᄏ They asked me how many times I had to press
-Dad. It’s not No Black. Why do you keep saying No Black?
The reviews that kept coming up made them smile.
But the thing that the Soufflés were most happy about was something else.
-This is awesome... They are
-I totally get why the Legendary Song Discovery PD cast New Blackᄏᄏᄏᄏ
-I watched it and it was good, right? New Black are the ones who got bashed, right?
-Maybe it’s because I watched it with low expectations? I liked it
-The response is hot wow
-I watched it with my eyes wide open
-The Charcoal fans are lucky. I was so jealous when my dad talked about New Black
-To be honest, the controversy back then was weirdᄏᄏ
The atmosphere in the communities changed 180 degrees as if they were asking when they had bashed New Black.
The goodwill was higher than usual because of the vocal skills controversy last time.
Of course, there were still some who refused to accept it.
But those people didn’t need the Soufflés to deal with them. They were getting scolded by other fandoms.
‘It feels so good.’
It was like a toothache that had been bothering them was gone.
It was a refreshing feeling like drinking a whole bottle of soda and feeling the bubbles pop in their veins.
They were surfing the web with that feeling when they heard some unbelievable news.
-Look at the Mango real-time chart!
Those who clicked on the link saw the main page of the music site and stopped thinking.
Then they stared blankly.
‘What is this...’
The name of New Black that was stuck in the real-time chart rankings.
Everyone who saw it opened their mouths wide.
‘This is crazy.’
[2nd] New Black – Life (PBS Challenge, Legendary Song Discovery)
It was a huge hit.
“Are you done with the signatures? Do you need anything else?”
“Just a minute. Just a minute.”
“Yes?”
“There are more people in line. Wait a little bit!”
The flower shop owner, who had been showing his palm, rushed out and kicked the door open.
“Don’t go anywhere! Stay here!”
“Take your time! I can’t go anywhere right now.”
The people around laughed at the sight of him running to his own shop.
Monday morning.
Woojoo was having an unexpected fan meeting at the restaurant.
“To. Who did you say you are? His dad?”
“My son Seungmin.”
“Oh, Seungmin. How is he? He’s in middle school now, right?”
“You remember?”
Woojoo smiled at him, who looked happy.
Then he looked at the shop owners who were lined up next to him.
The broadcast reaction yesterday was hot.
Woojoo was about to leave after having some breakfast at the restaurant, when the snack bar owner who spotted him made a fuss. That was the beginning.
One person came to get a signature, then another one came. And then someone else brought someone else.
It was like a sugar cube that fell into an ant hole.
“Hyeyeon! Come over here and say hello. Do you remember Woojoo Oppa?”
“Hi.”
“Uh... hello...”
Woojoo took a picture with the mother and daughter of the pork bone soup shop.
He also answered a phone call request to let his family hear his voice.
And most importantly...
“Woojoo, let me take a picture with you too.”
“You’re a big star in Gunsan. You won’t be able to see your face anymore, will you?”
“Your song was amazing yesterday. How is it to see Noh Jaehyun-ssi in person?”
The adults loved it the most.
According to Seokhwan Hyung, the song ‘Life’ was getting a great response from people over 40. It seemed to be true.
“What’s up?”
“Yesterday was really amazing.”
“...You’re a bit slow to react. Yeah, it was amazing,” he said. “But you haven’t seen anything yet.”
“Huh?”
He smiled slyly and said to Woojoo’s question, “The manager will tell you when we get to the company. What happened since last night.”
***
When Woojoo got off at the front of Lemon Entertainment, he ran into the youngest who was getting out of a nearby luxury car.
His snow-white face wrapped in padding shone with joy.
“Woojoo Hyuuuung~!”
“Jiho-yaaa!”
They hugged and danced around.
Tey went into the company avoiding the fans from afar, took off their masks and cheered again.
“Jiho-yaaa~!”
“Woojoo Hyung!”
They held hands and made a fuss.
“Hey, we made it, we made it.”
“Hyung-Hyung, this is awesome. Do you know that I got contacted by my friends from elementary school yesterday? And my dad’s business partners also saw it and sent him a greeting text, it’s totally amazing, amazing, super amazing...”
“That’s right, I also signed a lot for my grandmother’s acquaintances.”
They laughed and talked about what had happened, when the sound of a card reader and a beanie-wearing durumi entered.
“What is this?”
His bumpy face turned to them.
“...What are you two doing at the company entrance?”
They ran to him right away.
“Rihyuk-ah~!”
“Rihyuk-ie hyuuung!”
“Let’s dance, we made it, we made it~!”
“...Embarrassing, really. I don’t do this kind of thing.”
Jiho and Woojoo sulked and said ‘Yeah...’ and slumped their bodies, and he stepped on them a couple of times.
“Yay!”
He snickered as if he couldn’t believe their excited faces.
“Let’s go up. The company said they have something to tell us.”
“Let’s go. But before that, let’s ask one thing.”
Woojoo asked with his finger, “What do we take to go up?”
“Elevator!”
“...I really don’t want to get involved.”
They used to insist on taking the stairs only because they were conscious of being trainees, but they enjoyed the taste of success once again.
Rihyuk also said ‘Hmph’ but his expression was secretly fluttering.
Ding.
The door opened and they got on the elevator with a happy face and went up to the third floor.
“Oh, right.”
As they entered the iron box with nowhere to run, Woojoo remembered something to do.
Woojoo opened his bag and rummaged through his stuff.
“What is that? That floral bag?”
“I bought it new when I went shopping with my grandmother. Isn’t it pretty?”
“...One more thing to put in the warehouse.”
“My grandmother picked it out for me.”
“That means it’s precious and you have to keep it well.”
Their youngest, who had avoided the crisis, told him to go shopping with him sometime.
Meanwhile, the door opened and Woojoo took out the problem item and handed it to Rihyuk.
Two envelopes with flowers drawn on them.
“What is this, all of a sudden...?”
“You wrote me a letter, didn’t you?”
His face turned pale.
He visibly flinched as if he had erased the memory of giving him a letter full of his inner feelings.
Woojoo smiled and handed it to him.
“Here, take it. It’s a reply from me and my grandmother.”
“...Wha, what are you talking about. I don’t remember writing a letter.”
“Right. Me too.”
He took out a postcard that said ‘Happy New Year!’ from his padding pocket. The youngest said with a serious face, “It plays a song when you open it.”
“Noooh...!”
They giggled as they watched their mayfly disappear like the wind.
Anyway, he was fast at running.
He ran into the conference room first.
“Noooh...!”
This time, he ran out again. Then the door opened and two figures popped out.
Bijoo reached out desperately.
“Rihyuk-ah! Why don’t you take the letter I wrote you! Then I’ll be sad!”
“Go away!”
Junghyun followed him like a terminator.
“Text came. Text came.”
“Ugh!”
Jiho and Woojoo lay down on the floor and sobbed at the sight of the two peers chasing Rihyuk.
He was going crazy. Kim Junghyun, really.
He was caught on the spot, his face all red, and they ended the story by handing him the letter.
“...I shouldn’t have written it.”
Woojoo exchanged greetings with the two guys, glancing at the one who was spinning his chair in the corner of the meeting room, trying to soothe his embarrassment.
“Did you enjoy your vacation?”
“Yes, I was so happy, Hyung. Mom was in a good mood and wanted to go to karaoke, so we all went there and played the tambourine... Oh, right, Hyung. I made a tambourine dance, do you want to see it?”
“I ate a little meat, but you told me to eat less. I was so upset...”
Woojoo calmly listened to the stories of his siblings, who were spitting out their own trivial tales.
From yesterday’s broadcast to their achievements.
They were occupying the meeting room and chatting away, when the door opened and two people came in.
It was Seokhwan Hyung and Assistant Manager Hong Seoyoung.
“Hello!”
They were momentarily startled by their overflowing tension, then smiled.
Seokhwan Hyung, who sat across from Woojoo, spoke with his fingers crossed.
“I called you here to tell you a few things. I don’t think you know what happened after the broadcast ended yesterday.”
Woojoo nodded.
They were wide-eyed, waiting for what they had to say.
“Oh, right.”
Seokhwan Hyung seemed to remember something he had forgotten and took out a letter from his pocket.
“Rihyuk, I got your letter. You asked me to act like I didn’t know, but that’s not my personality. Here’s my reply.”
“Me too.”
Assistant Manager Hong also took out a neatly folded letter from her file. They handed him the letters.
“...”
Someone covered their face with both hands and their ears glowed like light bulbs, making them laugh.