116 – Audition Preliminary (5)
Izakaya in Gangnam, Seoul.
“”Ta-da~””
Ji Seong and her friends clinked their soju glasses lightly.
And then he passed it down his throat.
Jiseong felt like he couldn’t find alcohol as delicious as today.
“Honestly, I was a little nervous when I heard you were going to the audition, but you really turned out to be a great woman.”
“Hey, tell me that if you make it to the end of the audition!”
We chatted while eating the egg rolls that were served as a side dish with chopsticks.
Ji Seong-i was invited to this event by her friends who heard that she had passed the Audition preliminaries.
They were all people who tried to enter the entertainment industry in the past but failed, and are now engaged in other fields.
“But, is that real?”
“What?”
“I’m childhood friends with producer Boo-gil Lim!”
At the words of one friend, the other friends also reacted with their eyes wide open.
“Real??”
“Isn’t that a childhood friend?! “Try to solve the story!”
My friends are more interested in the story of Producer Lim Boo-gil, to the point where I wonder if they are paying more attention than the news of passing the preliminaries.
Well, it couldn’t be helped since he was that famous, but Ji Seong-eun felt a little bitter.
“My brother was in the second year of elementary school at the time.”
“What are you calling me oppa?”
“It’s a romance comic! A romance comic!”
As Ji-seong smiled, she recalled the day they first met.
It was a rather gloomy day for her because she had broken up with her close friends from the countryside and came back to Seoul.
Especially for her young heart.
Her mother semi-forced her to move around, saying it was polite to give rice to neighbors and say hello when moving.
Although it was an apartment building with a lot of kids her age, Ji-seong deliberately didn’t say hello at the time because she was a bit grumpy.
“Do you have any photos from that time?”
“I have a photo of me and my brother.”
“Show me, show me!”
Jisung took out an old photo of her from her wallet.
Two shots with producer Lim Boo-gil.
“Do you always carry this with you?”
“Oh, you like it?”
“Reunited at the audition with my first love and childhood friend, who I still can’t forget, yay! Auntie, please give me another bottle here!!”
Jisung waved his hand saying it wasn’t like that.
But her friends spoke as if they were almost certain.
It was definitely easy for others to misunderstand.
“So, how did you become friends with producer Lim Boo-gil?”
“Do you remember that old cartoon where there was a girl wearing a big ribbon like this?”
Jisung raised her arms and gave a rough estimate of their size with her hands.
Her friends said, “You know, you know.” “Because it was so popular at the time.” She nodded her head.
“To be honest, I was a bit obsessed with princesses at the time, but she liked that cartoon, so she bought the same ribbon as Yeoju. Look, you can see it in the picture here.”
“That’s right. Oh, I also bought one a while ago and wore it for a while.”
“It was my first time meeting my brother, and he was just like that. Uh, I wonder if this is the ribbon from that cartoon.”
As Ji Seong remembers, at that time, Im Bu-gil was teased by boys her age.
Men only watch cartoons that girls watch.
Perhaps that was why she continued to talk to Ji-seong, who liked the cartoons she enjoyed watching.
“Wasn’t that the cartoon idol drama? “A little bit of fantasy.”
“That’s right, that’s right. “An elementary school student becomes an adult through magic and works as an idol.”
“If I think about it now, the female lead is so talented.”
The people in her presence, including Ji Seong-eun, laughed.
“As we talked about comics like that, we became closer and closer and started playing together. “Just for one month.”
“Huh? “For just one month?”
“My brother was in a rented house, but the landlord told him to leave, so I guess he left.”
“Oh, well…. “You must have been so sad back then.”
Jisung just smiles.
She couldn’t say that she cried profusely in the room.
Ji-seong, who poured her drink into her mouth, spoke more.
“When I think about it, I don’t even know if he’s been dreaming of being a producer ever since.”
“Since the second grade of elementary school?”
“My brother tried everything to figure out how to make me look like the heroine of that cartoon. “You produced it in your own way, right?”
“Did you even think about becoming an idol back then?!”
Jisung nodded her head, blushing a little.
The young producer Lim Boo-gil continues,
‘Seongseong is pretty and she dances well, so she will definitely become an idol.’
He planted her dream.
“This is a completely romance comic! “A boy who dreamed of being a producer when he was young and a girl who dreamed of becoming an idol met for a month, broke up, and reunited after 10 years!”
“20 Years, not 10.”
“That’s not important right now~”
Ji Seong-eun and her friends burst into laughter.
It was a gathering to celebrate her passing the preliminaries, but it soon turned into chatter about Producer Imbu Gil.
Still, as she talked a lot about her childhood, she said it wasn’t a bad situation.
Jisung thought.
***
Tomoe runs away from Budokan.
She refused her brother’s offer to pick her up, caught her taxi, and quickly returned to her house. Without even greeting her maid, she just went to her room and fell on her bed.
For the first time in my life, I was eliminated from a competition like this,
That could be possible.
Little by little she calmed down her mind.
I honestly didn’t go to aim for idols.
Her brother just submitted her application form for her to look at.
She had been practicing for a few days, so her effort was worth it.
She often fails no matter how hard she tries, so she thinks there is nothing wrong with her.
Tomoe thought.
Knock knock.
The maid knocked on her door and said, “My lord, you are calling.” She said
“… “Say you’re tired today.”
“Miss, I may be presumptuous, but my master speaks loudly—.”
Boom!
Suddenly the door was opened roughly.
Tomoe got up from the bed in shock.
“Ah, father.”
Anyone can see the father’s expression full of anger.
Tomoe swallowed her saliva.
“Tomoe, did I raise you too much?”
“Yes… ?”
“It’s good to feel proud of your family. But don’t you know that if you look down on others, you will tarnish your family’s honor?”
Tomoe could not understand what his father said.
Are you scolding me for lowering my family’s prestige by failing in the audition preliminaries?
“I’m sorry, I failed the audition….”
“Tomoe!!”
Tomoe flinched greatly at her father’s shout.
This was the first time she had been scolded like this, so her mind went blank.
“When did I tell you to become an idol right away? “I told him to experience it by auditioning for a famous producer.”
“… “It was a good experience.”
“Then why did you try to threaten that producer instead of listening to him properly!”
“Tongue, a threat? “Father, I never threatened you—.”
Party—.
My father slapped Tomoe.
What did I do wrong?
Anyway, is this really going to happen?
Thinking like that, I raised my head towards my father, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
The right hand that slapped Tomoe’s cheek made her tremble.
“I heard everything from your brother. “When I was eliminated, I got into trouble with producer Im Boo-gil right then and there.”
“What have I done….”
“Are you still planning on playing a fool? “He boasted that he was a direct descendant of the Marui conglomerate and shouted at me that he wouldn’t be able to set foot in Japan if I didn’t pass the preliminaries!!”
When should I?
This was one word that immediately came to Tomoe’s mind.
I definitely confronted Producer Lim Boo-gil by mistake.
But she never opened her mouth about the Marui conglomerate, and of course she never threatened to ban her from setting foot in Japan.
‘Did you hear it from your brother?’
It was difficult to say that my father simply distorted and accepted it.
My brother exaggerated what he said, or in fact, it was almost a fabrication.
Why did my brother do this?
He placed his hand on his surprised chest and slowly rolled his head.
My older brother has been strangely jealous of Tomoe’s talent for a long time. Because she was
Her eldest son, she was recognized as her successor, but many people around her said that, given her ability, it was right for her to continue her family.
Unfortunately or fortunately, she was just playing games in the corner of her room, so I couldn’t even talk about it….
However, since her parents tried to get Tomoe out of her room, she could have thought that her position as successor would be in jeopardy if she followed her parents’ orders and started working abroad.
That’s why he takes his hand in advance and forces her, who is a thorn in his eyes, to be kicked out of her house.
If you are my brother, you can do that.
“If everything you say is right, what do you plan to do to me, father?”
“What…?” ?”
“Now, I will leave the family so that no one can brag about being a direct descendant of the Marui conglomerate.”
She had no desire to continue the family.
I never once felt dissatisfied with my brother being the successor.
However, Tomoe decided that he could not stay in this family any longer, even if it was because he was anxious about his paranoid older brother who was afraid that his position would be taken away arbitrarily.
Tomoe started putting her clothes in her bag.
When my father saw that, he clicked his tongue as if it was absurd.
“Do you know whose money all those clothes cost?”
“… ….”
I let go of the bag from her hand.
I gave all my bank accounts, including the securities account, to my father.
Anyway, the principal was money given by this family.
Penniless.
Tomoe left home, even leaving behind the smartphone she bought with family money.
Due to the sudden decision to become independent or disown her, she stood still for a while as if she was just dazed on her street.
‘… From now on, it will not be Marui Tomoe, but Kojo Tomoe.’
It was a surname that her brother, who had driven her out of the family, had randomly added, but it didn’t matter.
What’s important is how you live in the future.
First, I had to find a way to make money.
***
Recently, Producer Lim Boo-gil fell asleep as soon as he sat down in the car seat.
We review for eight hours a day, but due to preparation time and meetings with staff, it was at least twelve hours.
Today I was at Budokan for a whopping sixteen hours.
Secretary Jeong Song-i gave a small kiss to the lips of Producer Lim Boo-gil, who was already asleep.
She fastened her seat belt to keep her out of danger.
She also stayed at the Budokan for sixteen hours by her side,
She allowed him to sleep in the middle of the night for his consideration.
‘Oh, I forgot to buy groceries.’
If possible, I wanted to give him my own breakfast.
All the supermarkets were already closed.
I had no choice but to get hotel room service tomorrow.
I opened the car door to get into the driver’s seat.
Tiriring—.
The phone rang from the smartphone in secretary Jeong Song-i’s Nermes bag.
Who is this time?
[Mr. Gong Si-on]
Cursed Dolls member—Gong Si-on.
Secretary Jeong Song-i was a little anxious, wondering why she had called him.
Still, she could not be ignored because she was Producer Imbu Gil’s idol.
“Yes, Mr. Shion.”
-Secretary, is it okay to talk right now?
“Yes, what’s going on?”
-I’m sure the secretary is busy, so I’ll do my best! Secretary, how about joining us instead of Seon Seon?
What is your intention?
So far, the three Cursed Dolls members have been trying to monopolize producer Lim Bu-gil.
-Not bare-faced!
“… Sure?”
-I will let you, the secretary, get married to the producer by yourself! We won’t have a wedding.
“Just me… ?”
From noble mtl dot com
-Yes! Externally, the secretary becomes the producer’s wife! Isn’t it better for there to be just the three of us, rather than having more and more women, including the secretary and the producer?
“… ….”
Instead of registering the marriage with Cursed Dolls member Choi Joo-yoon, the socially important wedding ceremony is held by secretary Jeong Song-i.
It would be a lie if I said I wasn’t tempted.
Honestly, I think it would be much better than a concubine….
But Yeom Seon-jeong’s face flickered in Secretary Jeong Song-i’s mind.
She betrays that good boy?
I even felt a sense of guilt.
-You don’t have to answer right now! Think carefully and contact us again!!
Tu—, Tu—.
After the phone hung up, secretary Jeong Song-i put her smart phone back in her bag and said, She
She looked at Producer Gil, who was pregnant.
This man just needs to make the right decision and push forward like a bulldozer.
At times like this, I felt a bit of hate.
So, secretary Jeong Song-i unzipped producer Lim Boo-gil’s pants,
She was a little grumpy.