"Everyone! Are you spending the end of the year warmly?"
"The musicians who warmed your hearts this year are preparing for a great stage once again."
The two idols next to me did quite well.
'They didn't waste their annual leaves carelessly.'
I also took the mic.
"Then, shall we meet the first stage of Gayo Daejeon, introducing the artists who entertained us with the brightest activities this year?"
I was the only one with particularly long sentences, but I don't think I was mistaken. Could it be that the scripts were processed in the number of years of experience?
'And who the hell is the guy who made me poke myself in the cheek?'
I couldn't help it because of my position, but why were they making me do this in my script? I would not forget this deliberate act.
"SBC Gayo Daejeon starts now!"
Anyway, the camera turned, and the three MCs looked at the camera and smiled capitalism.
And the moment the lights went out, we took a light breath or refined our expressions.
"Whew."
"Good!"
The VTIC guy on the other side of me dared to stretch out his hand and pat my back. It was unnecessary.
"Moondae-ssi, you did a great job!"
"Thank you."
Youngrin, who was checking the script again, also smiled slightly and added her words.
"You're working hard."
"Thank you."
I kept bowing my head. With such a big difference in years, it was better continuously be a 'thank you' robot throughout the filming.
There were fans holding light sticks right under the podium where we were.
Of course, a few camera lenses were also visible.
'They hid it well.'
I smiled and looked away at the cameras held by some familiar people. It was a live broadcast anyway, so it was embarrassing to even call it a leak.
'When this stage is over, the topic of this broadcast will be announced…'
I read through the filthy long script once more, starting with 'everyone's heart is enjoying the festival. Although it appeared in the prompter, I could accidentally mess up.
'However….. Isn't three idols a bit unreasonable?'
Honestly, with this lineup, it was sure to be a hot topic, but if I thought about the progress stability, it would be nice to have an announcer who could hold the center.
It was not an award ceremony like the acting or entertainment awards, so they calculated and knew that everyone would get over it. Still, I didn't want to get criticized.
And they all seemed to have the same thoughts.
"Wow, I'm sweating! We only worked on our own content, but I never thought we would suddenly do something like this at the end of the year! I'll do my best, everyone."
First of all, the guy with the longest career boasted a rookie-like aspiration.
"Moondae-ssi is still a rookie, so don't be too nervous. If you get confused while talking, just finish the sentence. I will continue."
She was almost like a professional MC. She had been hosting a lot here and there, so she was like a semi-host.
"Thank you."
I looked at Youngrin.
"But my goal is to make no mistakes. I will do my best."
Youngrin smiled slightly. There was no team leader who was proud of the new employees.
"Yes."
"Wow! Idols, fighting!"
It was a little funny to see the three of us cheering together with our hands holding the script, but I had to be content with the fact that there was no one who wanted to skip it.
"How was the National Gugak Band's special performance to introduce the musicians of the year?"
"It was really nice!"
"I really enjoyed watching it because the flamboyant movements seemed to show a bright new year."
And the three of us did not make a single mistake throughout the first part. Including me, of course.
'Good.'
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At the end of Part 1, I confirmed that an intermission advertisement had entered, and drank some water. And I saw familiar faces waving their hands in the singer's seats prepared for reactions.
"Hyung is cool! That's it!"
'I can't hear anything, you guys.'
The sounds and cheers were so loud. Why were they talking so hard?
Anyway, I thanked them for their support, and I waved my hand and passed the cue card again.
'At this rate, I'll at least hit the average.'
In the middle, the VTIC guy covered the situation where he almost felt embarrassed by the self-congratulatory script, so the image of an incompetent parachute rookie idol wouldn't have stuck.
'He's keeping his image clean.'
I shrugged and put the water down.
[Part 2 in 30 seconds]
And, after the first stage of the second part, the broadcast began.
"Moondae-ssi!"
Suddenly, something out of the blue that wasn't even in the script came out.
VTIC's Chaeyul held a large cupcake in front of my eyes with lit firecrackers.
"… ??"
What was this?
"I heard that it was Moondae-ssi's birthday a few days ago!"
"Happy birthday, Moondae-ssi."
And the production team raised a cone-shaped hat with puppy ears under the camera.
"… …"
I looked at it in panic.
No, tell me in advance, you guys at the broadcasting station. This is a live show...
-Smile!
There was no need to add something like that to the screen behind the cameras. Because I was smiling so hard with the corner of my mouth torn.
"Haha, thank you."
-Blow out the candles!
What an eyesore.
I smiled broadly and blew out the candles. And pulled the dog's ears.
Thank you for making me act cute while being the MC of the year-end program and wearing a suit, really…
"Thank you."
I could see certain people laughing in the singer's section of the crowd. I'll see you when we get back to the dorm.
… Wait a moment.
'Come to think of it, the opening script for the second part…'
"The next stage is a song about a beautiful birthday!"
"Is this the song that shone this summer?"
I barely kept my composure and continued with my last words.
"The song 'Birthday boy' from the 17-year-old band Gray Cable. Let's invite them to a special live performance."
Was I chosen as the MC for this?
As an idol MC that was about to lose his dignity for the sake of introducing the next song?
It was not a regular music show, so I was dizzy at the idol's duty that continued until the end of the year.
…And, this keynote went all the way to the ending.
• * *
'Park Moondae is so cute!!'
Park Moondae's personal fan, who was holding the camera under the stage, almost cried with joy.
She heard a rumor from a person in charge that Moondae would be an MC at the end of the year stage, so it was worthwhile to visit this area!
'This is it! This is it!'
It had been a long time since she had seen Park Moondae in real life. She loved it…
Park Moondae was wearing a black shirt under a neat navy blue suit, and he was dressed like an MC to match his well-swept hair.
However, he was the youngest among MCs and wore a white ribbon tie, but that was really… It was so
Especially when accepting the cupcake!
Perhaps it was a surprise order, but Park Moondae was even cuter because he clearly showed embarrassment.
'He got cream on his nose…'
As soon as he found out, Park Moondae wiped it off and the staff even cleaned it up, but Park Moondae's fan had already caught that cut.
'Hahaha…! Hahaha!'
Fully excited about the online and offline shooting after a long time, she burst into madness and collected photos like crazy for her fan page. These would be the previews!
After the accident, the fatigue accumulated from experiencing extremely depressive times, crazy rollercoaster-like situations, and the atmosphere of activities that were full of worries was blown away.
It was heartbreaking and enjoyable.
'I'm really looking forward to this activity.'
It felt really good to see them come back safely. The fan smiled and fixed her mask.
'Moondae looks good too!'
Occasionally, whenever the members met eyes with Park Moondae in the singer's seat, they waved their hands, and when the cameras weren't on, it was nice to see them gently shake each other's hands.
In addition, it was clear that Park Moondae found the fans' camera lenses in the middle of it. He even made even contact with this camera!
'Let's be an idol forever…'
Park Moondae was clearly the settlement that came down to her K-pop life. Anyway, that was what happened.
'Transfering to like someone else? There is no such thing.'
The fan's bitter memory of drinking, which she vowed to never believe in idols again as she watched her former idol advance into society, was shattered through a series of crazy incidents.
And after a while, part 3 started.
'They must be doing it soon! The cue sheet was right.'
Park Moondae jumped up and disappeared behind the MC seat. She also confirmed that TeStar was moving in the singer's seat.
'Because year-end programs don't give official fancams… !'
Park Moondae's fan held the camera tight with a sense of mission.
It was a very proud time.
'Too… It was good.'
And on the way home… Satisfied, she came out of the SBC Sangam Hall.
Fatigue did not accumulate. No, it was because the adrenaline was rushing like crazy, so she couldn't feel it, although she'd be tired when she got home.
Anyway, Park Moondae's fan was very happy.
"The stage is really good."
TeStar did not diminish at all.
Not even a single choreography had the difficulty adjusted or was gotten rid of.
'No, rather, it felt more proficient!'
There were no signs of the traffic accident at all.
Immediately after being discharged from the hospital, Park Moondae, who briefly stumbled at a group concert, was flying around today.
Fully armed and roaring with enthusiasm was felt both on the set and through the camera lens.
Of course, the composition of the stage itself was also good. The performance using shooting in 'Spring out' was splendid and magnificent for the end of the year.
It must have been a hot topic on the Internet, the fan guessed.
'Here… Only this part!'
Excitedly, she got into a taxi and checked some of the videos she had taken by connecting the camera to her laptop. It was because she really wanted to revisit some of the scenes that left a deep impression on her!
That was the time when the video was being played at double speed.
'Uh?'
After finishing the stage, Park Moondae went up to the MC seat.
Under the black hair of Park Moondae… A bright strand was visible.
A shiver ran down her throat.
"A wig… !"
The black hair, whether sprayed on or was a wig, was fake anyway.
Park Moondae… he escaped black hair again!
'Crazy! He dyed his hair for this album!'
This was a separate matter from her preference for black-haired Park Moondae!
'What color is it? What color is it? If I correct the lighting, the color will come out, right?'
The fan couldn't have been so excited. It was because this kind of pleasure was too fleeting.
"На…
The fan pondered for a while whether she would be able to put up with spoilers until January, and came up with pleasant hypotheses related to their activities.
In the meantime, the captured video started playing again.
Park Moondae successfully returned to the MC seat while checking the cue sheet.
But when she looked at it again… It was a little strange.
"Ugh."
In an instant, she felt her imagination go away.
The fan immediately enlarged Park Moondae's upper body.
"… …"
From the angle, she seemed to see TeStar returning to the singer's seat, but his expression… It was scary?
His eyebrows were twitching.
'What?'
The fan looked back a few more times feeling bitter, but because only Park Moondae was being captured in the video, she couldn't tell exactly what Park Moondae was looking at.
And he was able to manage his facial expressions again rather quickly.
"Mmm."
'It must be an illusion.'
It was also a fault to do this with an expression that only lasted a few seconds. The fan shrugged and closed the video.
But it was not an illusion.
• * *
"You worked hard~"
"MC Moondae was really good."
"Thank you."
"Hyung, a birthday present with dog ears… Ouch!"
"Stop."
The long live broadcast was over.
As soon as I joined them, we moved to the car. We were going to go straight to the practice room and adjust for another hour or two before entering.
'Being an MC was fine.'
The quality came out well as much as the stage was prepared, so there was nothing that bothered me.
Except for one thing I didn't expect.
"I-is your throat okay?"
"… It's fine."
"Thank god… !"
That guy, Seon Ahyeon.
When I was returning from the stage earlier, I looked at the singer's seats, and apparently, some of them greeted Seon Ahyeon excessively.
'Looks like they're preparing for a collaboration stage.'
It was fine until there.
The problem was that after that, Seon Ahyeon averted his gaze and lowered his head. As if he was intimidated.
"… …"
It didn't feel good.
I reached the practice room and grabbed the back of one of the guys getting out of the car.
"Hey."
"Huh? Moondae, why?"
It was Keun Sejin.
When this guy entered earlier, I saw him subtly cut off the people who were greeting Seon Ahyeon.
'I think this guy noticed it too.'
I lowered my voice a bit to block out the people walking in front of me.
And got to the main point right away.
"In the singer's seat… You saw it. Seon Ahyeon."
"… Hmm.
Keun Seiin seemed to understand immediately what I meant.
"That."
"Yes, did you notice anything? They looked like collaborators."
The guy shrugged.
'It's obvious. Ahyeon must have done really well."
"Ahyeon is a good kid. Just like this~ He's not the tactful type, so he's not trying to press it."
Keun Sejin raised his eyebrows.
"There is such a thing. They were probably like, 'Hey~ Ahyeon gets a lot of cameras. I'm envious~ I don't think you need to practice much, right?' While doing it, they split up into groups a bit~"
"… …"
He was so good at teasing that I wanted to punch him in the nose.
However, Keun Sejin's tone quickly became serious.
"In addition, there must have been one or two people who tried to pretend to be friendly. Since Ahyeon is shy, they would have divided themselves into classes and talked about discriminating against people."
"… Hoo."
"You understand, right?"
"Yes."
They started ranking themselves. Maybe it was because they were in the same age range, these bastards were no different from the ones in
'I thought it would be a long road because we're so popular.'
I forgot about human nature that if a guy who was better than me looked easy to me, he'd be more damned.
Besides, it seemed like they were trying to win more by gathering only those who had some name value in the group.
'I should listen to this story.'
Before entering the practice room, I decided to check Seon Ahyeon's condition
And it was the moment I was about to move my feet.
"Wait a minute."
"… !"
I stopped.
I turned my head to Keun Sejin, who was holding my shoulder, and he shook his head.
"Achacha, Park Moondae, you're not going to talk about this to Ahyeon, right? No way~"
"Why?"
"Hey, people have pride."
Keun Sejin smiled wryly.
"Would you be able to put up with a friend of your age finding out about this situation? Wouldn't you hate it more because you're close to them?"
"… !"
"Let Ahyeon take care of it. That's right."