Chapter 140:

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Chapter 140:

Everyone suddenly snapped to attention and focused on me.

We were all shaken by the abrupt evacuation, but we couldn’t avoid talking about the filming that would take place tomorrow.

The results of the first mission were still being calculated, so we had to wait a few more days to find out our ranking.

But regardless of our current position, the fact that we had to do well in the second mission remained unchanged.

Our goal was to win at least two times. We didn’t want to abandon any unit.

“Tell me some candidates from your teams that you think we should be careful of.”

Kyunghwa was the first to speak.

“What do you mean by careful?”

“Various things. Like someone who might steal the scene, or someone who has amazing skills, or someone who might cause trouble, and so on.”

Everyone’s eyes briefly turned to Seon-woo, followed by a cough and a clearing of the throat.

Seon-woo looked nervous and asked.

“Did I do something wrong?”

Hmm... There wasn’t just one reason why everyone was looking at Seon-woo. There were many reasons.

Seon-woo wasn’t untalented, but he definitely couldn’t be called a fast learner.

That made the role of the coach who taught him very important, and his slightly awkward behavior contrasted with his unrivaled face that stood out.

So, to summarize it in one word...

‘If he falls behind the group and makes a mistake, he’ll be labeled as someone who relies on his face and causes trouble.’

That would be very unfair. Seon-woo wasn’t like that at all. He was just a bit... cute. I held back my words and looked at Kyunghwa.

“Take good care of him. There are a lot of young kids in the other groups, so Seon-woo might not be the youngest, but. Please make sure our baby doesn’t get discouraged wherever he goes.”

I was so relieved that Seon-woo wasn’t the one who was separated from the vocal trio. I sincerely wanted to thank the random god.

Then, Seong-won spoke with a hint of resentment.

“What about me? Don’t you worry about me?”

...? Was he jealous?

He wasn’t like the eldest child who got upset because the parents only cared for the youngest. I was a bit dumbfounded, but... Well. Seon-woo was 21, and he was only 22.

Sigh, these... young kids. How do I deal with them? I suppressed the urge to punch Seong-won and answered.

“Do you want to be a soldier of interest?”

This time, Seon-woo looked sad.

“Am I that bad?”

The atmosphere quickly changed from a serious meeting to a class meeting of the second grade, sixth class. Kyunghwa cut off the chatter and said.

“Stop talking nonsense. Seong-won, you’re the type who does well on your own, even if no one says anything. That’s why we don’t bother to worry about you. You’re the type who gets depressed all day thinking about the fight you had somewhere.”

He was right. If someone said to Seon-woo, ‘If you do that, everyone will hate you.’ Seon-woo would be scared and beg them not to hate him, crying in distress.

Seong-won, on the other hand...

‘So what? Do you think everyone will like you? I hate you too.’ He would say something like that.

He wouldn’t resort to violence (fists, physical) like someone from another group, but he would verbally lash out more harshly.

“So stop talking nonsense, both of you. We’re having a strategy meeting right now.”Reêad latest novels at novelhall.com

Kyunghwa’s neat summary left me with nothing more to say. I nodded silently, agreeing with him.

“You too, don’t act like it’s someone else’s problem and speak up.”

Kyunghwa threw a spark at me too. I hesitated for a moment, then opened my mouth.

“I think... regardless of what our unit members are like, it would be better to reveal my accident history this time.”

“Accident?”

Yi-jun looked at me with his ears perked up, as if he didn’t know what I was talking about. He always had a keen interest in such words. I snorted in disbelief and answered.

“The traffic accident I had earlier this year. I did a lot of acrobatics in my previous choreography, so I think they’ll ask me to do it again this time.”

As for AtoX, they were originally... a ballad group, so their dance was relatively weak. From their perspective, the best choice was to sell me out to compensate for their weak impact and give a strong impression.

“How about the rap group? Are there any noticeable people there?”

“Hmm...”

Then, suddenly, Yi-jun took the baton and licked his lips for a moment before answering.

“A lot. Too many to be a problem... But I think I’ll stand out the most among them.”

What confidence is that? Kyunghwa and Seong-won briefly glared at Yi-jun with contempt.

“No, it’s true, okay?”

Yi-jun confidently rested his chin under his face and then tapped his abs, which were his most confident body part.

It was annoying, but he had a reason to be confident. As long as idols appeared, there wouldn’t be anyone who didn’t manage their body.

He was rare in that he had clear muscles and a tall height. Plus, he had great skills and producing abilities.

He was the reason why Climax, which had zero recognition and was unknown, was the only one who steadily built up his popularity.

“Anyway, don’t cause any trouble.”

Kyunghwa shook his head as if he was used to it.

“Don’t worry, I won’t.”

That’s how the noisy meeting went on, and to summarize, what we had to worry about was as follows:

As shown in the trailer, they would push Seong-won and Naru, who had achieved high scores in a famous vocal program, into a rival situation.

So we had to be careful not to get caught up in the bad side and appeal to our positive image while working hard on the group activities.

From the initial meeting of Dance Group A, we had to appeal to our injury history in a pitiful and noticeable way to get sympathy votes.

As long as it was going to be revealed, we had to make it as helpful as possible for the competition.

There wouldn’t be much to worry about in the rap group, but we shouldn’t miss the production work distribution to get the image of an all-around producer.

That was it. There were four groups we were participating in, but realistically, there were only three groups that could win.

Let’s just do two out of three.

We didn’t even hope for ACE to monopolize. Let’s just do our share. So that we don’t ruin the image we’ve been building up on the broadcast.

With such modest dreams, we finished the strategy meeting with enthusiasm.

“But where are we sleeping?”

As soon as the meeting was over, Yi-jun looked at the bed with sparkling eyes.

“I’m sleeping on the bed. It’s big enough for one more person, but you’re out of the question.”

“What? That’s not fair!”

As soon as I crushed Yi-jun’s hopes, he pouted his lips.

“Seon-woo, you too.”

“Uh...”

When I picked Seon-woo next, he nodded with a sullen face.

No way. I hated sharing the bed with those guys who had terrible sleeping habits.

So it came down to a rock-paper-scissors showdown between Kyunghwa and Seong-won for the other half of the king-sized bed.

The winner was Seong-won. I was worried that he would be annoyed if I tossed and turned in my sleep...

And so, the night fell at the place where I started my first day in the year 1023.

The next day, Seong-won looked surprisingly well-rested.

We hurriedly got ready and headed to the filming site.

“Let’s do our best, everyone. Don’t fight, just do your part.”

“Let’s go...”

We all suffered from low blood pressure in the morning, and another day began.