Save a Failed Idol’s Life - Chapter 26
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Translator: MarcTempest
Editor: NicoleTempest
Chapter 26 An Unexpected Opportunity
It had been a week since we started preparing for our comeback in earnest.
In the meantime, Yi-jun had finished all the arrangements and I had collected points by completing various sub-quests.
I also didn’t forget to use the crystals I got from the points to increase my dance and performance stats.
‘It’s been about a month since I became Cheon Ise.’
I wasn’t as serious as when I first possessed him, but I still couldn’t relax.
[Profile]
[Name: Cheon Ise (Lim Hyun-seong) – 24 years old]
[Stats]
Visual: S
Vocal: D
Dance: A
Performance: B
Charm: A
Speech: A
Now… the only thing that needs improvement is my vocal.
I wondered if I should ask the system for some vocal training, but for now, my position was the main dancer and sub rapper.
Since my performance had increased, maybe my rap skills had improved a bit too.
I didn’t have a chance to check, so I just assumed it was better.
Seon-woo had also lost 4kg more in the meantime. He was now in the early 80s.
The first jacket shooting was a month later, and even that was pushed back as much as possible because of Seon-woo.
‘Maybe I should thank Seon-woo for that…’
There were too many things to solve, so I thought I could catch a breath until the shooting.
‘I should be able to lose 10kg more by then.’
He was already tall and his fat had decreased and his muscles had increased, so he didn’t look chubby.
But… as if to prove that standing in front of the camera was a hard thing.
‘Wow… this is something, isn’t it?’
When I briefly set up a camera out of curiosity, Seon-woo looked 1.3 times bigger than he really was.
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I should keep up with the diet a little more.
“Tell me if you get sick of the diet. It’s better for me to do it for you than you secretly eating something weird.”
I offered to help Seon-woo keep up with his diet, but he gave me an unexpected response.
“Aren’t I eating well enough now?”
I was feeding him salads all the time, what was he talking about? I was puzzled, but there was a reason for that.
When I saw what other idols who had interacted with Seon-woo during their trainee days ate, it was unbelievable.
‘Isn’t this child abuse?’
At the age of growing up, they gave them half an apple, one egg.
That was their diet.
‘This is why their bodies get ruined.’
This kind of extreme diet was obviously unsustainable.
The unbalanced diet broke their physical balance and pushed them into the endless cycle of fasting and binge eating.
I wanted to make and feed them myself. Low calories, high satiety and taste, nothing to miss.
But for now, that was clearly meddling.
‘I should focus on my own future, for now.’
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In the midst of that, an unexpected opportunity came.
“Huh? What’s this? Suddenly, we got 800 more followers?”
Kyunghwa, who was playing with his phone, came out to the living room with his eyes wide open.
Climax was a group that couldn’t even get the choice of the foreign K-pop fandom. Their official SNS followers didn’t even exceed 10K.
It was natural. If they had some foreign members, they could have done some patriotic marketing. But they debuted with all Koreans except one.
The only foreign member they had left before the debut album was finished.
‘If it was another group, 800 more followers wouldn’t make a difference…’
But within Climax’s followers, it was a noticeable change.
“What’s this? Did we upload something wrong?”
Yi-jun, who was exhausted from getting PT to make his body, jumped up.
When the followers increased, they worried first if they had made a mistake.
It was so pitiful, but that was Climax’s position now.
‘The most attention we got was when we were accused of ruining Floss’s schedule, probably…’
That experience was still engraved in their minds as a painful memory.
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“There shouldn’t be anything, right? Oh Yi-jun, did you do something wrong?”
As soon as I suspected Yi-jun, who had the most external activities, he jumped up from eating the cucumber I had sliced for Seon-woo.
“Why are you suddenly picking on me? I didn’t do anything.”
He was stealing the cucumber I had prepared for someone else, but still, this was not a matter that could cause any trouble outside.
Then everyone’s eyes shifted to Seong-won.
“Do you think I’m that guy?”
Seong-won shook his head with a disgusted expression.
I didn’t need to describe who ‘that guy’ was in detail.
“What’s wrong with you, don’t start a fight.”
I knew this would happen.
I intervened between them at a ghostly timing and stopped the fight.
“Both of you, be quiet and check the comments if there are any.”
The last post that came up was a selfie that Seong-won had uploaded.
It didn’t seem like a big problem.
I pressed the comments that were suddenly exploding with anxiety and they were all saying similar things.
[- Can you please share the salad recipe?]
[- Please share the salad recipe that Na Seon-yeong ate.]
[- Is he from the group that has Na Seon-yeong’s brother?]
[- Can you please tell me the dressing for the salad pasta that Seonyeong unnie ate?]
[- Na Seon-yeong’s promotion effect is amazing ㄷㄷㄷㄷ]
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It was clear that this had something to do with Seon-woo.
Seon-woo had left the dorm for a day to visit his hometown yesterday.
‘He said he wouldn’t eat anything when I tried to feed him various things at home because he felt sorry for himself.’
Seon-woo nodded his head vigorously at my earnest request. But I still wasn’t relieved.
This kid… When he first came, he reached for the snacks even in the middle of a dogfight,
I tried to ease my anxiety by preparing a meal plan like a lunch box from home, but what’s going on?
When I entered the main screen of SNS, [Na Seon-yeong Salad] and [Na Seon-yeong Instagram] were ranked around 5th in real-time trends.
“Someone go check out Na Seon-yeong’s Instagram quickly.”
I managed the Instagram account a few times for the company’s marketing when I was Lim Hyun-seong.
But I had never logged in as Cheon Ise. I never felt the need to.
“I’ll check it out.”
Ryu Kyunghwa, who had a tense expression, opened the app.
I could hear Kyunghwa’s heartbeat in my ear next to me.
‘He seems very nervous, but he looks calm on the outside.’
I realized something while living with him.
Despite his plausible skill name, Kyunghwa was not the type who had a strong heart.
Not that he was a coward.
He was the type who prepared perfectly by pounding the stone bridge until it broke, even though his courage was not very strong.
And he never backed down when his sense of responsibility kicked in, saying ‘It has to be me.’
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‘He would look bold and fearless to other people.’
But he was actually a hard worker who worked desperately under the water.
I leaned over and looked at the screen that Kyunghwa handed me.
[Hello~ Aurora fans! Today, my brother Seon-woo came to visit his hometown for the first time in a long time! He brought a lot of salads for diet management when he came home, right?
ㅋㅋ The member made it for him to cheer him on for his diet. I wonder if this weak-willed cutie can succeed in his diet and come back with a cool look.
It’s really delicious. How can a diet menu be so delicious? I won’t get tired of eating this for a monthㅋㅋ
#All_homemade_recipes
#Not_bought_made
#Brother’s_but_sister_ate_it_all
#Polaris #Daily #Selfie #Communication #Climax #Seonyeong #NaSeon-woo]
Polaris was a girl group that I had heard of quite a bit.
Seon-woo and his sister took a selfie with a short daily post.
Seon-woo’s face was much thinner than in reality, as if he had worked hard with a correction app.
“Check the comments.”
At my request, Kyunghwa scrolled down and scanned the people’s reactions.
“It looks good!”
[- Wow, you look so delicious ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ]
[- Where do you need to diet, unnie? Just eat saladㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ]
[- Wow, visual genius siblings, their faces are crazy]
[- They’re real siblings, their faces are the same style, so comfortable to look at]
[- Ha… I want to eat the salad that unnie ate for dinner, is it too bad that I just ate dakbokkeumtang?]
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70% of the comments praised Na Seon-yeong herself, 15% liked Seon-woo, and the remaining 15% said it looked delicious, I want to eat it, etc.
‘If I had a family that I could use for promotion, I should have told them sooner!’
Of course, I never asked them either.
Ah… I should have taken more care of him. It was too late to regret it now.
“Anyway… It doesn’t seem like a bad thing to go up.”
“Then can we just leave it as it is?”
Yi-jun scratched his cheek and asked.
What are you talking about? Do you know how much it costs to run an ad for an hour on real-time trends?
I almost blurted out something he wouldn’t understand, but barely held back.
“Do we have an account that can turn on live broadcasts?”
You have to row when the water comes in. I had to take advantage of the situation.
It wasn’t in the plan, and it was the first time I ever went live in front of the public as an idol, but I wasn’t afraid.
I knew how to do well when I went on a broadcast, because I had done it countless times when I was Imhyunsung.
“That’s only for the manager hyung…”
Ha… This is the time to post something right away!
I was annoyed by the fact that I couldn’t access the platform that could do live broadcasts.
All I could do now was log into the Climax announcement account and upload a selfie or something.
“Everyone, get dressed nicely and come out. Then we have to upload a video or a picture.”
They all looked a little bewildered at my sudden order, but they went into their rooms and changed their clothes without any resistance.
They all changed from the comfortable indoor clothes they were wearing a while ago to moderately active outdoor clothes.
‘Ha… I have to make a splash at the company too.’
Originally, today was the day that Seon-woo left the house for a while, so I was planning to cook a slightly high-calorie dinner.
But now, everyone was hooked on ‘What’s the salad that Na Seon-yeong ate?’
“Dinner is salad. Clean up the table and sit still.”
The tall men over 180cm sat at the table with a bewildered expression, not understanding.
It was a bit funny.
I saw the picture that Na Seon-yeong uploaded earlier, and it looked like a modified version of a Cobb salad with lower calories.
It was time to show off a more appetizing visual than a lunch box with my real-life plating skills.
It took me 15 minutes to complete a table for four, including low-calorie side dishes.
‘Now I just have to take a good picture.’
“Let’s take a picture, so act friendly and gather around nicely.”
As I forced Yi-jun and Seong-won’s shoulders together, Seong-won twisted his face and met my eyes.
‘Not smiling?’
I glared at him with no hint of a smile in my eyes, and Seong-won awkwardly raised the corners of his mouth.
“Okay, one, two, three. Kimchi~.”
Click.
The shutter sound and the first step to lead the reversal of Climax began.
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