A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 255

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 255

Fortunately, I was able to fill the 15 seconds by jumping right into the beat. Of course, I did mess with the beat and spit from the first verse.

I almost got eliminated by a 1-second difference. No matter how much I was calculating the time, my plan was essentially no different from gambling.

But I was very pleased with this situation that didn’t go according to Dubnet’s intention of setting a time limit.

No fighting broke out and everyone succeeded in rapping harmoniously, right?

There were a total of four eliminations from the cypher mission. Two rappers who forgot their lyrics during the cypher and two rappers who had middle positions but couldn’t exceed 15 seconds.

So a total of twenty-six people survived.

“Thank you.”

As soon as the production crew hit the slate, following Cause of Success 1 who gratefully patted my shoulder, the person I yielded the microphone to gave me thanks.

When was he glaring at people, and now he’s even giving thanks for yielding the microphone, so it seems his head is screwed on right. How did he end up becoming Cause of Success 2 by snatching someone’s microphone in the 10-second range?

Of course, since I was prepared to snatch the microphone by force if he didn’t hand it to me last, that rapper’s mental state wasn’t particularly my concern.

“Still, thanks to you rapping right after receiving the microphone, there were exactly 15 seconds left.”

“I was preparing the whole time…”

When I grinned and waved my hand as if it was nothing, Cause of Success 2 scratched the back of his head and mumbled.

That would be right. Since he had lyrics prepared, he would have tried to snatch the microphone.

I turned to the side at the sharp glare and gave a friendly compliment.

“Wow, Hyeongjin. Your rap skills improved a lot?”

Today’s biggest surprise was Choi Hyeongjin’s rap skills.

There was a reason why Choi Hyeongjin made it all the way to the third preliminary round without going through the revival round. I was slightly surprised by Choi Hyeongjin’s skills, which were quite different from my memory.

“Hey, I almost couldn’t finish because of you.”

But his temperament was the same, so the current Choi Hyeongjin wasn’t unfamiliar. I looked down at Choi Hyeongjin who was glaring at me and asked.

“Why, so I cut you off at just the right time, are you dissatisfied? Or don’t tell me you were trying to rap more when there were 31 seconds left? Wow, Hyeongjin. Do you have a conscience?”

The sarcasm clearly embedded in the last question made the wrinkles between Choi Hyeongjin’s brows deepen even more.

“Fuck, this bastard hasn’t changed at all from before to now.”

“Right, I haven’t changed, but our Hyeongjin has changed his rap name and improved his skills. They say when a person changes, it’s time to go…”

“Don’t send a perfectly fine person to their grave, you bastard.”

When I stroked my chin and trailed off with a deliberately pitying voice, Choi Hyeongjin turned around huffing.

Watching his retreating figure, I silently sent words of consolation to Hyeongjin who would soon be cursed at terribly on broadcast for being a coward who snatched the microphone in the middle.

If it had been a situation where he benefited from others’ conflict like before the regression, he would have been preserved as the greatest beneficiary, but he had to do that in a heartwarming fair play scene, tsk tsk. Unlucky bastard.

“Is there a reason why you yielded the microphone?”

“Even if that person didn’t give me the microphone, I was confident I could get it back within the time limit.”

While nodding and answering the interview question, I smiled awkwardly and added.

“Actually, to be honest, I was a little scared. I don’t know if you saw, but before receiving the microphone, I was already going with my head first and rapping, haha.”

Today’s filming didn’t end with just the cypher. We also filmed a warm-up for the next round.

The next round was DTB’s highlight, the diss battle.

In other words, the fight money battle.

It was also a round directly connected to the next mission, the group music source mission.

By the way, the fight money battle was a diss battle element first introduced in Season 4.

Each of the twenty-six rappers who survived so far would be given 500,000 won in fight money.

This fight money would be used to set up the stage for the next mission, the group music source mission. The group leader would also be decided based on the amount of fight money.

Diss battles must be conducted with that fight money at stake. The diss battle was the first round with audience participation, and victory or defeat was decided by audience voting.

And participation in diss battles was not mandatory.

If you wanted to protect your 500,000 won, you didn’t have to participate in the diss battle. If you wanted to increase the amount, you could participate in the diss battle with your fight money at stake.

However, if your fight money went into the negative, you were immediately eliminated.

“Now, rappers who want to stake their fight money, please come forward.”

A total of fourteen rappers out of twenty-six came forward. I was one of them too.

If the designated rapper refused the diss battle, it would be canceled; if they accepted, both would stake their fight money and the diss battle would be established.

After the first round ended, there was a second round, but at that time, rematches with opponents you’d already faced were impossible.

“I designate Yoon Eden.”

Choi Hyeongjin, who was lucky enough to stand on the far left and got the first designation right, designated me without hesitation.

“Wait, I’ll designate Yoon Eden too.”

A rapper who urgently brought the microphone close to his mouth opened his mouth as soon as Choi Hyeongjin finished speaking.

After that, two more people consecutively stepped forward saying they would designate me. I’m too popular.

“A total of four rappers have designated Yoon Eden. Eden, will you accept the match?”

However, since there was no rule that you couldn’t designate an opponent chosen by another rapper, situations like this gang-up could occur.

Of course, I could refuse the designation of all but one rapper to create a 1-on-1 diss battle match.

A 4-on-1 match…

Oh, that sounds interesting?

“Yes, I’ll accept.”

I coolly gave the okay. When else in my life would I get to have a 4-on-1 diss battle showdown?

Of course, if I lost here, I would record minus 2 million won and be immediately eliminated, but what can I do when I don’t see any angle of defeat?

I’ll gladly take the 2 million won in advance.

Next, other rappers also designated their opponents one after another. 2-on-1 matches came up, but my 4-on-1 record wasn’t broken.

Today’s filming ended with designating diss battle opponents.

Unlike other rappers who boldly designated me in front of the camera but avoided me like ghosts after filming ended, Choi Hyeongjin confidently approached me and said.

“I’ll properly show you in this diss battle match that faces are useless in rap evaluation. Be prepared.”

In front of Choi Hyeongjin who was openly tapping my shoulder and being sarcastic as if he was in a bad mood, I gave the most handsome smile possible and replied with benevolent eyes.

“Well, even you can see I’m pretty handsome, right?”

“Aaaah! I fucking hate it!”

Watching Choi Hyeongjin pulling his hair and stomping the floor with fierce steps, I thought.

What is this, denial of being a fan?

But Hyeongjin, what are you doing when the camera is still on? Can’t you see the PD smiling broadly right now?

That broadcast-ignorant bastard, tsk tsk.

Returning to the dormitory and preparing props for the next diss battle, I confided in Gyeon Hajun about what happened today.

“I didn’t know he would develop so dramatically. He was really bad at rap.”

Gyeon Hajun silently listened to my words that were either lament or surprise.

“It was a bit unexpected. That he had been holding out in the underground like that.”

“You didn’t run away either. You just left.”

I chuckled at Gyeon Hajun’s calm words and nodded.

“I have no regrets about leaving the underground. Without a catalyst, my skills would have stayed in place forever anyway. You know I lived for my own arrogance, right?”

“Well… if you had stayed in the underground, we wouldn’t have met, so that would have been a bit regrettable.”

“Right. I would have wasted my life looking for vocal tones that suited my taste.”

I giggled and continued cutting with scissors. The fabric rustled as it was cut by my scissors.

“Done, preparation complete!”

There was no outfit concern for this diss battle first round. Because I’m just going to wear a t-shirt and jeans this time!

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Miss Kim checked DTB’s official Inbyeol several times a day.

According to advice from a friend who was crazy about DTB last season, the audience application link would be posted on DTB’s official Inbyeol.

Although it was a lottery, shouldn’t she hold onto hope even for a slim possibility?

Miss Kim never once thought that our kid would have been eliminated before DTB’s main competition.

“Oh, oh, oh? It’s up!”

Although the probability of being selected was slim since it was a small-scale audience performance, she immediately submitted an application.

And a week later.

“I got it! I won!”

A resounding cry expressing joy echoed throughout Miss Kim’s house.

Since one companion was allowed, she headed to the filming location written in the text message with a family member who had earnestly brought her food saying they really wanted to see DTB.

After signing the confidentiality agreement and receiving the bracelet that served as their ticket, the siblings waited until their scheduled entry time and finally entered the concert hall.

The concert hall had iron cages surrounding the stage like a UFC arena.

Miss Kim’s heart pounded hard at the thought that she would soon see her child after such a long time.

Miss Kim had been blankly staring at the stage next to her excited family member who was cheering for the diss battles between rappers whose faces and names she didn’t know, but when Yoon Eden’s name was finally called, her eyes lit up as she looked toward the stage.

Soon, five people came up on stage. However, Miss Kim couldn’t immediately spot Yoon Eden among them.

Only after seeing the rapper raise his microphone when the MC announced that Yoon Eden would go first could she finally find him.

‘Wh-what is that?’

Miss Kim rubbed her eyes. But that didn’t change the scene before her.

She had no choice but to finally accept it.

That the masked man wearing cloth with only eye holes and a mouth hole cut out, reminiscent of a robber, was indeed Yoon Eden.

[Good looks are a minus in the hip hop scene?

I covered my face, so try judging me based on rap alone]

In the midst of all this, that ridiculous appearance matched perfectly with the lyrics.

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