In This Life, The Greatest Star In The Universe

Chapter 85:

Translator: MarcTempest

Editor: Rxel

Chapter 85

Woojoo wished he had the ability to stop time.

Then he could pause time for a moment and calm myself down.

“HAHAHA!”

There are also some guys he wanted to punch after stopping time.

“Surprise success!”

“Wow, this is so fun.”

“…Hyung, Woojoo Hyung. Are you okay?”

Woojoo was surrounded by his younger brothers and spaced out.

You know that thing.

The drama meme where everyone was laughing and talking, but the long-haired guy was alone flipping his hair.

That was his expression right now.

Woojoo glanced at the members who were laughing and talking next to him and looked at the phone screen.

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-Woojoo ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

If Woojoo counted the number of ‘ㅋ’ in the chat room, it would match the number of all the grains of sand in the world.

Woojoo took the phone from Bijoo and brought it close to his face.

The chat stopped at that moment.

What was going on?

Woojoo checked his face reflected on the screen to see if there was anything strange and greeted them with a bright smile.

“Nice to meet you, everyone. How have you been?”

There was no answer for a while, and then a comment blinked.

-We’re happy too…☆

Woojoo couldn’t help but laugh.

He handed the phone to Junghyun as he watched the chat room explode again.

While his long arm captured them in one screen, Woojoo quickly reviewed the situation.

Did he make a mistake in speaking?

Woojoo wondered if there was anything that could be a problem, but fortunately there was nothing.

Seokhwan Hyung’s expression was relaxed as he watched them from the side.

Now the problem was.

“Before we have a fun conversation with our fans, we need to have an honest talk with our brothers.”

It was time to punish the traitors.

“Where’s our second youngest?”

“Me, me?”

Woojoo smiled at Bijoo who flinched. And he wrapped his arm around his cheeky neck.

“They say you get chopped by the axe you trust. Did you betray me?”

“Hyung, this is a misunderstanding.”

“What misunderstanding?”

“I didn’t volunteer because I wanted to…”

Bijoo trailed off with a friendly smile.

“Well, our second youngest wouldn’t say he wanted to do it. Come on, spit it out. Who told you to do it?”

“That’s…”

Bijoo’s eyes quickly scanned the members.

Then he shook his head as if he couldn’t say it.

“I can’t. I can’t tell you.”

“Rihyuk and Jihyo pushed you, right?”

“Huh.”

“I saw it just now. Your eyes were looking at those two.”

It was nice to have the ability to mimic movements.

Woojoo could see the direction of his pupils moving.

As expected, the two denied it.

“Not us.”

“Yeah. How can you doubt our cute brothers?”

It was them.

The guys who usually growled at each other were united, which meant they did it together.

Woojoo said sarcastically, “Okay, whoever confesses first will be spared.”

“Uh…”

“I’ll count to three. One, two…”

“I’m sorry, Rihyuk Hyung!”

Jihyo quickly snitched.

“Rihyuk Hyung said it would be fun.”

“No way.”

Rihyuk protested.

“He said he wanted to go first.”

“But I was the one who suggested it first, even though you came up with the idea. It would be fun to do something like a time capsule.”

“Wow, you said not to betray me and then you did.”

“I have to survive too, you know? Woojoo Hyung is so petty and holds grudges.”

Woojoo watched his younger brothers bicker cutely and then suddenly got hit by a misfortune.

“Hey.”

Everyone burst into laughter.

Woojoo looked at the phone in Junghyun’s hand in disbelief and saw that the chat room was filled with ‘ㅋ’ again.

“This is harassment, everyone.”

They didn’t seem to believe him.

“You won’t believe me no matter what I say, right?”

His heart rained as he saw comments like ‘yep’.

Damn.

His image was ruined, now.

No.

When did he ever have a good image?

Woojoo gave up and chatted happily with the fans, while he also heard a brief explanation from Seokhwan Hyung about what had happened.

SNS live.

It was something that the company had prepared for the fans who were curious about them after the radio show.

It was fresh content.

Usually, when idols communicated with their fans, they either left a message on the fan cafe or chatted with them.

Doing it like an internet broadcast was a novel way.

Of course, the familiarity of the format was separate from the satisfaction of the live broadcast.

It was very high.

-What are you doing now?

-I want to see your uniforms more closely!!

-Guys ㅠㅠㅠㅠ

-Ahhhhhhhhhh

-What are you going to have for lunch??

Even though they couldn’t face each other, it felt so good to be able to communicate with the fans like this.

Fans were all the same fans.

Whether they came to see them offline or cheer for them from afar, they were all precious fans to them.

That was why they felt sorry for them.

There must have been some people who wanted to talk to them, but had to watch them from a distance for personal reasons or other reasons.

They couldn’t know what they were thinking or what they wanted to say.

That was why they were happy that they had this opportunity through this broadcast.

The fans who had only watched them online could also join them and talk to them about various things without any pressure, since it was this kind of format.

They said to the fans who were pouring out chats, “We did well on the shooting, and we have a lot of time left because of the standby, so we have plenty of time to talk to you. So, if you have anything you are curious about, please tell us everything. And…”

They all said with a smile, “Let’s have fun with us today.”

“Let’s have fun!”

That was what they said as they continued their time with the fans after their first fan signing event. They called it ‘Ask Us Anything! Part 2’.

It had been about thirty minutes.

At first, there were very few viewers.

They were a rookie group, so it was inevitable that they didn’t have many fans.

But then, something amazing happened.

The number of viewers started to increase gradually, and the comments began to pour in.

Some of the comments were unreadable to them.

No, it wasn’t because there were too many comments.

Woojoo didn’t know about the others, but he could recognize some of the comments that were scrolling up.

This was…

Yeah, it wasn’t that they missed them, but that they couldn’t read them at all.

Woojoo was lucky enough to be able to read some of them, but the younger ones were puzzled by some of the comments.

Bijoo whispered in his ear, “Hyung, it’s a chat room.”

He looked confused.

“Why are there Japanese and Chinese comments?”

***

[The idol leader who unknowingly revealed his true feelings during a live broadcast today]

(Capture collection)

The subject is New Black’s Woojoo!

He said he didn’t know that they were doing a live broadcast for the first time at the company today.

He said he couldn’t visit the fan cafe for a few days because of the advertising photoshoot and practice.

His reaction was so real that I brought it here lol

[Comments: 9]

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-Is this a hidden camera??

-It could be staged, but he would have to be a great actor to react like that lol

-His dumbfounded expression was hilarious ㅋ

-This is fun ㅋㅋㅋ

-Wow, he must not swear or anything like that normally. It would be hard to prank him with a live broadcast.

-The agencies hate live broadcasts like this after Sixty.

-[OP] To answer the comment above, Woojoo is very careful about his speech mistakes. He said that at the fan meeting. They got scolded badly by the manager before his debut, so they all watch their words even in private lol

-I think he just made it up, ㅋ

Lemon Entertainment PR team.

Hong Seoyoung, the assistant manager, scrolled down her laptop mouse.

But there were only nine comments.

Considering that it was posted not long ago, it wasn’t a bad response.

It wasn’t like the penguin dance that went viral on various communities, but it was a minor topic.

She felt proud.

It was her plan that she prepared when she was told to make a content for New Black and their fandom to communicate during the break.

A live broadcast using an SNS app.

The first platform she considered was an internet broadcast, but the meeting with the company was not good, and the PR team also thought that the internet broadcast companies and New Black’s image did not match well.

So she decided to do a live broadcast on SNS, and upload a video edited with highlights for the fans who couldn’t participate.

And.

The result was very good.

“What are you looking at?”

Nam, her colleague who joined the company at the same time, sat next to her after brushing his teeth.

“Fan cafe monitoring.”

“Oh, the live broadcast? The response was good. A reporter called me earlier and asked if Scarlet had any plans to do that.”

“Scarlet too?”

“No. They have a lot of places to go.”

Hong Seoyoung smirked.

He was right.

Scarlet was a top group that was often invited to variety shows and other broadcasts, so they didn’t need to do this kind of plan.

This was only possible because of New Black’s uniqueness.

They had successfully finished their first album activities, and their fandom size had increased considerably, so they needed communication, but they still weren’t called much by the broadcasts.

“And the team leader wouldn’t approve it. This also requires the singers’ skills to back it up, so New Black wouldn’t have gotten permission if it wasn’t for Woojoo.”

That was also true.

Live chat was not a preferred content for the agency.

They could edit the broadcast, but a live broadcast was impossible to fix.

“They never make any verbal mistakes, do they?” Nam said, “Jiho and Junghyun might be a bit risky sometimes, but most of the time they’re within the acceptable range. And if it seems like it could be a problem, Woojoo cuts it out. Wasn’t he the one who cut out that primitive doll costume last time?”

“…”

“We almost got into big trouble because of that.”

He was referring to the incident where a boy group that appeared on a variety show tried to be funny by dressing up as black people and got scolded by the overseas K-pop fans.

There were almost 3,000 comments on a foreign website about it.

What would have happened if New Black had worn that doll costume?

Hong, who had a bitter smile on her face, changed the topic.

“Speaking of overseas, something came to my mind.”

She called her colleague.

“Can you take a look at this?”

“What is it, the live video from earlier?”

“Yeah, something weird caught my eye.”

Hong brought up the recorded video on the screen.

“Doesn’t the chat window look strange?”

“Uh, well… Huh?”

Soon, Nam noticed something odd and tilted his head.

“Why is there something like Japanese here?”

“I thought it was weird too, while I was watching. I talked to Yoon earlier and he said the same thing.”

“It’s not time for the overseas reactions yet. Unless there was a reason for them to notice us.”

“I have a guess about that.”

She searched and showed him.

“When we made a promise to do the penguin dance in Myeongdong last time, there was an SNS post by a tourist. It seems to have gotten quite popular.”

“Wow. How many retweets does this have? There’s a K attached to it?”

Then, the penguin started dancing on autoplay.

They couldn’t help but laugh at the video that came in unexpectedly.

The emperor penguin who dropped his crown while dancing vigorously.

“I’m going crazy because of them. Seriously.”

“This is a lifesaver when you’re feeling down. I save it on my phone and play it sometimes when I’m depressed.”

Nam, who was browsing the SNS posts with weird sentences like ‘Handsome man found inside penguin box in Myeongdong today’ translated by artificial intelligence, asked, “So, did the foreigners notice us because of this?”

“I don’t know.”

“It’s amazing, the Japanese are understandable, but the Chinese can’t use other countries’ SNS, right? How did they get in?”

It was full of mysteries everywhere.

But there was one thing for sure.

They had found an unexpected clue in the live broadcast that was planned to connect the fans who mainly acted online and New Black.

It might seem like a trivial thing, but she felt something inexplicable.

He saw Hong tapping on her laptop and asked her, “What are you doing now?”

“I’m going to request some foreign subtitles for this.”

“Impossible.”

But regardless of what the other person said, she wrote the proposal.

It was about adding English subtitles to the reality shows and live broadcasts that the company produced internally.

She honestly didn’t think they would approve it from above.

They were already struggling with the budget they spent on the first album, and the actors’ team was constantly complaining.

And they wanted more money?

She was just following the philosophy of the PR team: ‘Row when the tide rises’.

‘Surely they’ll say no.’

That was what she thought when she submitted the proposal.

But before a day had passed, the production director Jo Gyuhwan approved it through the team leader.

Not only in English, but also in Chinese and Japanese.

***

They were immersed in the spectacle of events today.

They started from the beach music festival in Busan in the morning, then sang a fiery Fireworks song at a local festival in Gyeongsan, and then headed back to Seoul.

Not to go to the company, but for the congratulatory performance of the youth culture festival.

They had no time to think.

A tight schedule in every way.

They were doing well among the rookies, but even considering that, it was too much.

It was all thanks to that day.

The day when the event agency team leader promised to repay them for Teen Spirit’s performance.

Woojoo thought he was just bluffing.

He didn’t know he would keep his promise and say ‘I have some good kids’ whenever the event organizers said ‘Oh, there’s one awkward spot left. Do you have any rookies to call?’

It was a good thing in many ways.

The only regret was that they had little time to practice other things.

Woojoo looked at the script for the school uniform ad CF that they would shoot in a few days.

The paper shook because of the vibration of the moving car, but his eyes were fixed on it.

#12.

[VIDEO]

A teacher is standing in front of the podium with a chalk in his hand.

[AUDIO]

Teacher: The magic we will learn this time is levitation, which makes your body lighter.

The content was simple.

It was to show the practical aspect of the school uniform brand Everdream, which was light and stretchy, through magic.

Five students were practicing among themselves and accidentally cast magic on their uniforms, something like that.

It was just a fun topic, but.

There was a very interesting setting attached to it.

“Hyung, what are you looking at?”

“…Huh?”

Woojoo was focused on the script, so he was stunned when Jiho stuck his face in front of him.

Woojoo rubbed his eyes, which were suddenly tired.

“I was looking at the ad script.”

“What, why are you rubbing your eyes as soon as you see me?”

“Ouch, my eyes are burning.”

“…”

“That means you’re shining, Jiho.”

“Really?”

Hee-hee, they laughed, and Rihyuk, who was looking at ‘First Steps in Japanese’, shook his head.

The car was quiet.

Bijoo had earphones plugged in and was dozing off.

Junghyun had taken off his shoes and was sleeping.

It was natural, since they ran two events since morning.

Woojoo smiled with a tired face, and the youngest, who had plenty of energy, rubbed his shoulders.

“Feeling good?”

“Very good.”

Jiho glanced at the script and asked, “Is there something bothering you?”

“Well, I’m a bit worried that we have a lot of lines.”

“That’s a good thing.”

“It’s a double-edged sword. There are quite a few supporting actors, too, and if we mess up there…”

“Ugh, I think I know what you mean.”

It was horrible to imagine the scene where the director and the staff frowned, and the supporting actors sighed heavily.

Jiho said, “It’s not like the dialogue is too heavy or anything. We can do it if we practice enough.”

“Why are you suddenly comforting me?”

“I don’t know about singing, dancing, or rapping, but I’m the best at acting.”

“That’s true. Our youngest is the acting senior.”

As Woojoo stroked the head of the acting senior who was beaming with pride, Jiho seemed to remember something and asked him, “Wait, maybe I’m not the best at it.”

“Huh?”

“Maybe you’re better than me.”

“Come on.”

Jiho said to Woojoo, who was making a face of disbelief, “Don’t you remember last year? When you joined as a trainee, you said you couldn’t dance. And you lied to us that you couldn’t sing well either.”

“…That wasn’t a lie.”

It was just a misunderstanding.

Jiho asked him, “Hyung, can you act well too?”