Save a Failed Idol’s Life

Chapter 47 The Meaning of the Audience

The sun started to set early because it was the countryside.

Shadows crept up from the foot of the mountain. The manager came over and hinted that it was time to change clothes.

“Okay, let’s wrap up the harvest experience here!”

The staff, who were not many, prepared to leave at the declaration of the PD in charge. While they started to set up the outdoor stage, we had a lot to do on our own.

“We’ll start rehearsing at 6:15.”

It was hardly a rehearsal. The stage was low and small, like a elementary school talent show. There was no need to check the lines.

There were only two cameras filming. And only one of them was filming the stage, the other one was focused on filming the villagers.

It was probably a stage that other famous idols would consider as street busking.

‘I don’t need to be nervous.’

I muttered to myself as if to encourage myself. It wasn’t even a proper live equipment, I just had to wear an in-ear as a decoration, and do the choreography and get off the stage.

Thanks to that, even though it was the first stage activity in almost a year, none of them seemed to be very nervous. I was the problem.

The audience was all villagers. No one knew who we were, and it was a stage that anyone could do.

I didn’t like that this was the first performance. It would be a lie to say that I didn’t feel any disappointment.

“I wish the main performance started soon.”

As I was saying that, Seon-woo, who I thought would be more nervous than me, surprisingly had a bright face and I felt a little embarrassed.

“I haven’t been active for almost a year. It’s been so long that I’m nervous.”

He proved that it was because of anticipation, not fear or avoidance, by his cheeks turning red.

They cherished this opportunity.

It was different from me, who thought that it wouldn’t hurt to go out for promotional purposes, and that I couldn’t miss it.

“Can I do that?”

“What is that?”

Ye-jun, who couldn’t hide his excitement, was jumping around in the waiting room (aka the guest room of the landlord’s house).

“Nana, I wanted to do that to the elders. They say they love it when you say ‘Oppa is here, kids.’ “

“Can you do that? Don’t talk nonsense.”

“Aw, why~. I want to give them back their youth.”

“Shut up if you don’t want to be on the living section tomorrow.”

Kyunghwa scolded him as if to tell him not to talk nonsense. The living section. It was the second section that celebrities should avoid after the social section.

It was because of the tricks that reporters used after the entertainment section comment section was closed due to various incidents.

They deliberately posted articles that people would flock to comment on in the living section.

They would do anything to make money. Even though they closed the entertainment section comment section on purpose, they used tricks to make money without any meaning.

‘It’s easy to bleed people without using a knife if you just make money.’

I waited for the manager to come back with a bitter taste in my mouth.

“Lee Se-hyung? You’ve been quiet since a while ago.”

While I was lost in thought, Ye-jun pulled me in with a curious expression.

“Huh?”

I had no thoughts. I just hoped I wouldn’t make a mistake.

I didn’t feel any great expectation that something huge would happen because of this, or any great frustration that this was the only stage.

“You worked the hardest to prepare, right? I thought you would be looking forward to it a lot.”

That was just because I had to do it.

If there was someone else who would take care of ‘Climax’ with their life on the line, I wouldn’t have stepped forward like a teacher.

“I…”

What should I say? I’m not nervous? I’m nervous, but not enough to be nervous?

As I was squeezing out a sentence in my head, the manager opened the door and came in.

“Let’s go rehearse!”

“Yes!”

“Yep!”

Ye-jun followed the manager without hearing my answer.

He worked so hard in the field all day, but he still had so much energy. He was amazing and amazing in many ways.

“Let’s go too.”

Seong-won left with a light chuckle without saying anything. Seon-woo and Kyunghwa waited until I came to my senses and accompanied me.

“How many people usually come to this kind of stage? Fifteen?”

Seon-woo revealed that he really didn’t expect anything with a bright smile.

“That’s not it. The village is not small, so about 50 people will come.”

I couldn’t see the preparation process because I was kicked out, but I thought it would be that much when I saw the people who came to help in the kitchen.

“That’s a lot of people! I have to work hard.”

The standard of a lot was too simple. I laughed and answered.

“Let’s go. The manager is waiting.”

“Okay!”

As I walked with Kyunghwa as if I was Seon-woo’s guardian, it felt like I was going on a picnic.

‘Well, if it’s a given thing and I can’t change it, it’s enough if he likes it like this.’

He was lacking confidence even in the last live broadcast. But he lost more weight and got praised a lot, and his shoulders were tense.

He still couldn’t compare with Oh Ye-jun, who was a natural self-esteem dynamite.

Compared to the time when I first saw him, when he seemed to stutter even if he spoke, it was incomparable.

‘Kids really change quickly.’

I wondered if I was treating him like a ten-year-old, who was an adult and arrogant. But what he did was not much different from a ten-year-old.

I burst into laughter, remembering how Seon-woo unintentionally tormented Seong-won in the field.

“What are you laughing at?”

Kyunghwa tilted his head and asked as if he was curious.

“No, just. I remembered something earlier.”

“?”

“You’re out of luck with Seong-won.”

I tapped Seon-woo’s shoulder and followed the group ahead. Seon-woo had a question mark on his face.

“What do you mean, that?”

The sun started to set early because it was the countryside.

Shadows crept up from the foot of the mountain. 

The manager came over and hinted that it was time to change clothes.

“Okay, let’s wrap up the harvest experience here!”

The staff, who were not many, prepared to leave at the declaration of the PD in charge. While they started to set up the outdoor stage, we had a lot to do on our own.

“We’ll start rehearsing at 6:15.”

It was hardly a rehearsal. 

The stage was low and small, like a elementary school talent show. 

There was no need to check the lines.

There were only two cameras filming. And only one of them was filming the stage, the other one was focused on filming the villagers.

It was probably a stage that other famous idols would consider as street busking.

‘I don’t need to be nervous.’

I muttered to myself as if to encourage myself. It wasn’t even a proper live equipment, I just had to wear an in-ear as a decoration, and do the choreography and get off the stage.

Thanks to that, even though it was the first stage activity in almost a year, none of them seemed to be very nervous. I was the problem.

The audience was all villagers. 

No one knew who we were, and it was a stage that anyone could do.

I didn’t like that this was the first performance. It would be a lie to say that I didn’t feel any disappointment.

“I wish the main performance started soon.”

As I was saying that, Seon-woo, who I thought would be more nervous than me, surprisingly had a bright face and I felt a little embarrassed.

“I haven’t been active for almost a year. It’s been so long that I’m nervous.”

He proved that it was because of anticipation, not fear or avoidance, by his cheeks turning red.

They cherished this opportunity.

It was different from me, who thought that it wouldn’t hurt to go out for promotional purposes, and that I couldn’t miss it.

“Can I do that?”

“What is that?”

Ye-jun, who couldn’t hide his excitement, was jumping around in the waiting room (aka the guest room of the landlord’s house).

“Nana, I wanted to do that to the elders. They say they love it when you say ‘Oppa is here, kids.’ “

“Can you do that? Don’t talk nonsense.”

“Aw, why~. I want to give them back their youth.”

“Shut up if you don’t want to be on the living section tomorrow.”

Kyunghwa scolded him as if to tell him not to talk nonsense. 

The living section. 

It was the second section that celebrities should avoid after the social section.

It was because of the tricks that reporters used after the entertainment section comment section was closed due to various incidents.

They deliberately posted articles that people would flock to comment on in the living section.

They would do anything to make money. Even though they closed the entertainment section comment section on purpose, they used tricks to make money without any meaning.

‘It’s easy to bleed people without using a knife if you just make money.’

I waited for the manager to come back with a bitter taste in my mouth.

“Ise-hyung? You’ve been quiet since a while ago.”

While I was lost in thought, Ye-jun pulled me in with a curious expression.

“Huh?”

I had no thoughts. I just hoped I wouldn’t make a mistake.

I didn’t feel any great expectation that something huge would happen because of this, or any great frustration that this was the only stage.

“You worked the hardest to prepare, right? I thought you would be looking forward to it a lot.”

That was just because I had to do it.

If there was someone else who would take care of ‘Climax’ with their life on the line, I wouldn’t have stepped forward like a teacher.

“I…”

What should I say? I’m not nervous? I’m nervous, but not enough to be nervous?

As I was squeezing out a sentence in my head, the manager opened the door and came in.

“Let’s go rehearse!”

“Yes!”

“Yep!”

Ye-jun followed the manager without hearing my answer.

He worked so hard in the field all day, but he still had so much energy. He was amazing and amazing in many ways.

“Let’s go too.”

Seong-won left with a light chuckle without saying anything. Seon-woo and Kyunghwa waited until I came to my senses and accompanied me.

“How many people usually come to this kind of stage? Fifteen?”

Seon-woo revealed that he really didn’t expect anything with a bright smile.

“That’s not it. The village is not small, so about 50 people will come.”

I couldn’t see the preparation process because I was kicked out, but I thought it would be that much when I saw the people who came to help in the kitchen.

“That’s a lot of people! I have to work hard.”

The standard of a lot was too simple. I laughed and answered.

“Let’s go. The manager is waiting.”

“Okay!”

As I walked with Kyunghwa as if I was Seon-woo’s guardian, it felt like I was going on a picnic.

‘Well, if it’s a given thing and I can’t change it, it’s enough if he likes it like this.’

He was lacking confidence even in the last live broadcast. But he lost more weight and got praised a lot, and his shoulders were tense.

He still couldn’t compare with Oh Ye-jun, who was a natural self-esteem dynamite.

Compared to the time when I first saw him, when he seemed to stutter even if he spoke, it was incomparable.

‘Kids really change quickly.’

I wondered if I was treating him like a ten-year-old, who was an adult and arrogant. But what he did was not much different from a ten-year-old.

I burst into laughter, remembering how Seon-woo unintentionally tormented Seong-won in the field.

“What are you laughing at?”

Kyunghwa tilted his head and asked as if he was curious.

“No, just. I remembered something earlier.”

“?”

“You’re out of luck with Seong-won.”

I tapped Seon-woo’s shoulder and followed the group ahead. Seon-woo had a question mark on his face.

“What do you mean, that?”