113 – Odi Preliminaries (2)
I’m 30 the day after tomorrow, and people around me tried to discourage me from becoming an idol, saying it was reckless.
Jisung knew that it wasn’t a very wise decision.
Idols basically debut in their late teens or early 20s.
In particular, the ideal is to debut in your late teens, improve your form as a solo singer in your late 20s, or move on to another field such as acting, and spend your 30s and 40s as a full-time entertainer.
But at the age of twenty-nine, even if she succeeds in debuting as an idol, she will still be thirty-six after the seven-year contract period.
I wonder if I will be able to improve my form as much as I did in my 20s at that time and whether I will be able to study other fields.
It was more realistic to hone the dancing I had done so far and become a professional dancer.
‘Last chance to achieve your dream….’
Wasn’t the only way to become an idol.
However, if she started as a trainee from now on, it was unclear when she would be able to debut.
To begin with, a typical entertainment agency would disqualify you based solely on your age.
Is an audition that producer Im Boo-gil, who has become a hot topic these days, takes charge of from start to finish.
He received even more attention because he judged all of the preliminaries before the main broadcast, which are usually handled by production staff or entertainment agency employees.
In other words, as long as you catch his eye, you can make your dream come true.
‘Oppa Bugil, you probably don’t remember me….’
Ji Seong-eun’s clasped hands were shaking as he waited for his turn in the waiting room of the Ilsan Concert Hall.
It was similar to the feeling I had when I was first hired as a back dancer.
The number Ji Seong-eun received was 111.
But all the applicants in front of us were eliminated.
This meant that out of over 100 people, not a single one caught his eye.
Ji-seong took out her wallet.
I took out an old photo from the back of my driver’s license.
‘I still remember… ….’
She had a dream of becoming an idol, but as the years she worked as a back dancer increased, her dream faded away.
The reason why I dreamed of becoming an idol in the first place was because of a small memory I had with Imbu-gil when I was young.
But when that missed face appeared on TV, his will to dream was rekindled.
Of course, he had no intention of relying on old sentiments.
I wanted to be evaluated on my skills fairly and fairly with others.
Still, I couldn’t stop feeling bitter.
There is a two-year difference in age, and considering that the man goes to the military, the number of years of social life would not be much different.
He himself is a nameless back dancer and Imbu Gil is a famous producer whom no one knows.
-Please enter number 111.
“Yes… !”
I put the two-shot photo of my childhood with Im Bu-gil back in my wallet, more than 20 years ago, and went out on stage.
I have been to the Ilsan Concert Hall several times as a back dancer, but even though it was only for the audition preliminaries, this was my first time performing alone.
It was a spacious place when I was standing with other people, but it was even more spacious when I was standing alone.
I looked down slightly and there was producer Lim Boo-gil right in front of the stage.
Ji Seong-eun’s heart rate rose rapidly.
When I was young and didn’t know anything, I honestly didn’t think he was that handsome.
Now that I look at him, he looks like a male celebrity.
‘Do you really not remember me, or are you just pretending not to remember because you’re in front of the camera? .’
To be honest, he would be lying if he said he didn’t expect the reaction of ‘Oh, it’s not Seong-eun.’
I was a little disappointed with producer Lim Boo-gil, who only drank water as if it was no big deal.
This is our first time meeting in 20 years….
Ji Seong posed on stage.
Now all the staff had to do was play the dance song.
I decided to show this childhood friend all of my skills that I had devoted so many years to dancing.
“Phuheup—.”
However, producer Lim Boo-gil suddenly spewed out the water he was drinking.
It looked like he was severely injured.
Ah, this is a bit similar to when I was a child.
Thinking like that, the corners of Ji Seong’s mouth seemed to go up involuntarily.
But the corners of the mouth quickly returned to their original state.
Because Producer Lim Boo-gil’s female secretary patted him on the back.
She was a woman who was rumored to be living together in a Japanese hotel.
No, it’s just a rumor and all, but at the time I was wearing the same gold ring….
As soon as Producer Lim Boo-gil’s talk subsided, he cleared his throat and spoke.
“I’m sorry. Please perform.”
“Yes.”
The music from the CD given to the production crew in advance played.
All the efforts prepared for this day were showcased here on stage at the Ilsan Concert Hall.
As the hardships I had experienced so far passed through my brain little by little, childhood memories with Im Bu-gil also came to mind.
It has been 20 years since I showed him dancing like this.
Although he is far ahead in terms of popularity now, he will definitely catch up.
I will definitely fulfill my old promise of becoming an idol, wearing pretty clothes and dancing on a big stage.
“I enjoyed it.”
“Yes.”
Producer Lim Boo-gil’s evaluation time.
None of the previous participants heard good things.
I tried to say it in the best possible way, but in the end, what I wanted to say was all the same.
Find a job other than being an idol.
It’s a cruel thing to say, but like other arts and sports fields, very few idols earn enough to live off of.
If you don’t have the talent to become an idol, it’s better to find something else as soon as possible rather than wasting your 10s and 20s, which are an important period in your life.
But there is a world of difference between knowing it in your head and hearing it directly from someone else.
Im Boo-gil, who had dreamed of becoming an idol, was afraid of being told to give up on that dream.
“See you in the finals.”
Producer Lim Boo-gil speaks with a bright smile.
This short, short word made Ji Seong’s heart tremble.
“Thank you… !”
The person who shakes Ji Seong’s life both then and now—Im Bu-gil.
I bowed to him with utmost sincerity.
***
“Do you know that number 111 from earlier?”
Lunch time.
Jeong Song was eating the lunch box his secretary had packed for him in the waiting room.
“… How did you know?”
“Not only is he suddenly wearing a saree, but his expression is like, why is this person here? “It seemed like he was doing it.”
“… ….”
I guessed it so accurately that it gave me goosebumps.
Am I that obvious?
Or is it just that secretary Jeong Song-i is quick-witted?
“Did you just keep looking at me and not the applicants?”
Jeong Song jokingly said this to his secretary.
Then she nodded her head,
“Yes, of course.”
She answered calmly.
“Is it obvious?”
“Who do you look at when the person you love is next to you?”
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“Yes, yes.”
At the sudden words of secretary Jeong Song-i, heat rose to her face without me knowing.
Sometimes, she said things that were embarrassing to me so casually.
“Anyway, producer, who is that woman again?”
… All of her nerves went to Jisung, she just didn’t think she was saying something embarrassing.
Well, I’m also the same age as Jeong Song-i’s secretary.
“I’ll nail it first and then go. “I have nothing to do with Seong-eun.”
“She’s called Seong-eun?”
“I’ll tell you everything, so please don’t make assumptions….”
To begin with, she had only met Ji Seong for about a month.
So, it was a very ambiguous relationship to even call them childhood friends.
Did you just know each other briefly when you were young?
“It was the summer vacation of my second year.”
“Elementary school?”
“Uh. A lady came to our house to tell us that we were moving in and giving her rice cakes. “At that time, Seong-eun was with her mother.”
“Is that the first time you met?”
“That’s right.”
Well, after that it was a common story.
We got closer little by little and had fun during the month of summer vacation.
Then, when we moved to our house the following month, I naturally broke up with Ji-seong.
“Actually, I almost forgot everything. I don’t even remember what I was playing with. So Seong-eun won’t remember me either.”
“Um… ….”
Secretary Jeong Song-i looked at me with narrowed eyes.
Ji Seong-yi, she didn’t seem to believe me when I told her that she wouldn’t remember me.
“Think about it, Seong-eun was seven years old at the time. Song, do you clearly remember when you were seven years old?”
“That’s not true…. “When she saw a boy she knew when she was young and grew up, she fell in love with him because he was so handsome. There are quite a few cases like this.”
“Hey, at least it’s not Seong-eun. “I’m going to treat her like one of those aspiring idols, so when will she ever have those feelings towards me?”
Secretary Jeong Song-i sticking out her lips.
Soon he spoke quietly.
“I feel more anxious because the producer denies it like that.”
“… ….”
What are you saying…? .
Since she had a record, it was difficult for her to say strongly that she would never do anything like that.
“Song.”
“Yes.”
He continued talking while pointing his finger at my crotch.
“Release the blood with her mouth.”
“This is really unexpected. It’s good, but… ♡”
I didn’t intend to do anything like this other than eating, but there’s nothing better than this to relieve secretary Jeong Song-i’s anxiety.
… I feel good too.
I don’t know if it was the effect of [Improving stamina], But my libido also increased several times.
***
Hongdae Live Club.
It was the day of Yellow Cow’s regular performance.
The quintuplets each tuned their instruments in the waiting room.
Third – Hwang So-jin glanced at the audience.
“We are fully booked today too!”
Until five months ago, only about 50 people showed up, let alone a full capacity.
Even those 50 people left in less than an hour.
Now, there are loyal fans who come to almost every performance, so the situation is completely 180 degrees different.
“Sojin, come to work to check your outfit.”
“Ah, yes!”
The youngest child, the leader — Hwang So-jeong looked at her third child from head to toe.
“Jump.”
The third one jumped up from his spot.
Her big breasts bounced.
“It shakes well.”
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, it’s s*xy today too.”
Stage costumes were tailored in consultation with the coordinator, but since we were originally an indie band, we tried to take care of the details ourselves.
s*x appeal also has a trend, and we had to research which part was the point.
At the same time, it was not an easy task because it had to not look too vulgar.
Second—Hwang So-min looked at the clock in the waiting room.
There is still some time left until the performance begins.
I thought about speaking after the performance, but my mouth was a little itchy.
“Mr. Vice President, who do you like as a man?”
The second person who raised his hand first—Hwang So-min.
The four people blinked at the sudden remark.
The youngest—Hwang So-jeong thought.
Why is her second sister suddenly doing something like this?
It was a topic I didn’t bring up on purpose.
I’m afraid we might end up having a falling out.
… But she said she liked producer Gil first, even though she opposed it until the very end.
Thinking like that, the youngest person figured out the second child’s intentions.
By saying this out loud, he was actually preventing other sisters from saying that they liked him.
It means that the moment you raise your hand, you have to treat your sisters like your enemies.
It is disgraceful.
I was the first to visit producer Im Boo-gil and wear a bunny girl.
I don’t know anything else, but I couldn’t overlook this.
That’s why the youngest raised his hand and said.
“I love you too, Vice President.”
Second – Hwang So-min smiled and responded, “I see.”
But the youngest child knew that the smile was fake.