A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 265

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 265

Of course, it would have been perfectly possible for me to direct things myself, but to reduce the all-too-predictable conflict narrative, I absolutely needed that producer’s mid-check authority for now.

But there was no need to damage my image by refusing to yield here when I knew I had the advantage, just to get that one mid-check authority.

Anyway, what Seven Kick said wasn’t exactly wrong either.

Even before my regression, Skoen had swept up the producer’s mid-check authority by receiving such an overwhelming majority of votes that viewers complained it was unfair.

That’s why they got massively criticized for turning DTB into a popularity contest, and from season 5 onwards, they eliminated the guerrilla missions.

If there had been no problems with this, they would have kept it, but the fact that they removed it means the production crew also judged that the drawbacks outweighed the benefits.

If I performed solo without any penalties and got the most votes, there would definitely be complaints about unfairness, and from that point on, some people would start to rebel against me.

Didn’t Skoen also confess in an interview that the guerrilla mission seemed to have been somewhat of a misstep?

The sarcastic remarks that Skoen would win anyway also exploded from that point on.

Seven Kick, who had picked a fight with me first, seemed quite flustered, not expecting me to make such a bold move.

He probably intended to argue for giving both me and Skoen some demerits, but didn’t expect me to make such a strong play.

In an instant, the righteous guy and the villain had switched places.

If I had argued here asking what he meant, why I should do that, since when was being popular a crime, and if I had swept the votes in the guerrilla mission, Seven Kick would have become the guy who knew how to stand up to injustice.

And I would have been branded as a detestable villain who crawled onto DTB relying only on idol popularity to bully the rappers who really deserved a chance.

Since I had given up one of my greatest merits first – my number one chart song – my intention to play fair was sufficiently conveyed, and in situations like this, the one who throws the first punch gets the blame.

“I can’t reduce the recognition and popularity I already have, right? So I’m saying I’ll at least use a completely new song with no recognition.”

Thanks for setting up the stage first! If I had been the first to mention the need for penalties, I might have been cursed at for being deceitful and annoying.

“I trust you won’t say that song response isn’t important for stage evaluation.”

Remembering that this Seven Kick bastard had also taken away our Gyuchan’s 1 million won that would have been our group’s prize money, my words didn’t come out nicely.

Skoen, who had been just watching the confrontation between me and Seven Kick, suddenly jumped in.

“That’s right. Audience response is important. Eden’s being generous. Coolly throwing away even a number one chart song.”

This was my choice all along, so Skoen didn’t necessarily have to follow suit. But if he didn’t, there would inevitably be some comparison with me.

I had unintentionally cornered Skoen as well.

Skoen put his arm on my shoulder and pulled me close, then looked at the other three and laughed heartily.

“They say they have no popularity or recognition and absolutely no confidence they can win, so what can we do? We have to accommodate them as we wish, us who have so much.”

Oh, that Sarcastic Speech Method is amazing. Pressed down by Skoen’s heavy arm, I internally exclaimed in admiration. I should remember this and use it later.

“We two will do new songs, so the rest of you can use your own hit songs that will get good audience response. It worked out well since choosing songs was bothersome anyway.”

This meant Skoen was also participating in this self-penalty.

“When we’re going this far, surely you won’t whine that you don’t have confidence to surpass the response and evaluation of completely unknown songs?”

As expected, since Skoen had quite a bit of experience in the underground scene, everyone just nodded without being able to protest in front of him.

Still not releasing his arm from my shoulder, Skoen moved out of the camera’s filming range and said to me.

“Are you confident? There will probably be more rappers who applied here and got eliminated than the audience DTB will bring and the people selected by lottery.”

“You’re saying going with mainstream appeal won’t work well? I wasn’t really planning to go mainstream anyway. Since it’s a hip hop survival show, I should go with hip hop.”

“You little shit, you understand perfectly. I’m looking forward to it.”

Skoen chuckled and patted my shoulder a couple of times before turning around.

Actually, the reason I came here was also to overcome my slump, and since there was still no progress in song production, I couldn’t easily say I was confident, but still, let’s try it as rehabilitation therapy.

Wasn’t also a song I composed for rehabilitation therapy when I got pissed after being eliminated in the third preliminary round?

Actually, the new song needed for this mission doesn’t particularly need melody – it can be completed with just beats, lyrics, and the melody for the hook part, so there’s no real pressure.

After coming to the studio for the first time in a while and sitting in front of the monitor to warm up my hands, a message arrived in our music mission group chat.

[Raizo- Aren’t we meeting again this week? Is this week’s work finished like this?] 4:31 PM

[Nijeous- Isn’t the work finished?] 6:01 PM

[Nijeous- I bragged to everyone that the work finished super fast and it was awesome] 6:02 PM

[Toohyeok- I said it was the first recording] 6:51 PM

[Toohyeok- And watch your mouth, what if broadcast spoilers spread because of your blabbing] 6:52 PM

[Group Leader I have to prepare for the guerrilla mission so it’ll be difficult to meet more this week] 6:55 PM

[Raizo- Oh, so they give group leaders separate missions too] 7:00 PM

[Toohyeok- What’s the mission?] 7:01 PM

[Solo performance with my own song] 7:02 PM

[Toohyeok- Can’t you just do it? Do you really need to take three whole days to prepare for that?] 7:03 PM

[I have to prepare with a new song] 7:04 PM

[The producer’s mid-check authority is at stake so I think I need to pay some attention to it] 7:05 PM

[Toohyeok- You have to produce a new song but they only give you three days? Are they crazy] 7:09 PM

I decided not to mention that I was the one who suggested it first, so they could curse DTB instead of me.

[Nijeous- Hyung, please definitely crush Seven Kick and get that mid-check authority! I’ll be cheering for you!] 7:12 PM

[Oh thanks] 7:16 PM

Good, with this excuse I’ve bought time not to complete our group mission song until the producer’s mid-check authority comes into my hands.

I picked the most intense and ear-catching beat from the ones I had previously made. Now it was time to write the lyrics.

A song that only I could confidently perform.

A song that could draw audience response even if unfamiliar.

Not a song for one season’s stage, but a song that would remain a legend for ages to come.

Alright, this is it.

My hand writing the lyrics moved without hesitation.

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Guerrilla mission, solo performance day.

Solo performances were held with about 100 audience members gathered by inviting lottery winners and eliminated rappers.

Featuring was not allowed. Performances had to be at least 2 minutes long.

Since they had to fill a stage of 2 minutes or more completely alone, individual capability was the most important for this stage.

Going on stage alone with a song not verified by music chart performance made my heart pound with anticipation and slight nervousness.

“Why are you wearing an eyepatch? Are you a pirate?”

“Tsk tsk, with such lack of imagination. How about stepping out of your own prejudices for once?”

I clicked my tongue at Seo Yehyeon, who was being as rigid as expected, only to get an even more rigid response back.

“Eye infection patient?”

“…Let’s not talk.”

“Oh, hyung. Is it a pirate concept? It would be perfect if you put on a pirate captain’s hat too. How about hanging a hook on your hand?”

Like teacher, like student – I pulled off the beanie from Kim Dobin’s head as he said the exact same thing.

“No, I wasn’t planning to wear a hat, but this would be perfect. Let me borrow it just for today.”

“Eh, it’s really not a pirate concept?”

“I said it’s not.”

I took off the eyepatch again and packed it with the beanie.

I was memorizing lyrics until the last moment when the filming time announced by DTB arrived, so I headed to the filming location set up as a stage.

I was right in the middle order. It was ambiguous but not bad. Right after Skoen, so there would be some comparison though?

Skoen, who had brought a new song as he had boldly declared, finished his stage to enthusiastic response despite it being a new song, and finally my turn approached.

Skoen approached me with the heat of the performance still not cooled down, grinning as he offered me a high-five.

“Good luck.”

I lightly slapped palms with Skoen’s hand, firmly put on the eyepatch over my left eye, then strode onto the stage.

Money bragging? Car bragging? Self-bragging that you can’t miss in hip hop? That’s not enough to draw response.

Cliché love songs? Where would you find crazy people who respond to heartfelt confessions in unfamiliar songs they’re hearing for the first time?

A personal chronicle that tells the story of ‘This is how hard I’ve lived’? Perfect for crushing the already dead atmosphere of an unfamiliar song into irreparable ruin.

What works best in this situation.

That’s trash talk. But there’s no point in dissing someone smaller or similar in weight class to me – to make it fun for both the audience and the performer, you have to hit someone with a huge weight class difference.

Following the family diss rap at grandfather’s 80th birthday party, here comes the DTB diss song for the DTB mission, Let’s Go.

DTB, which is scheduled to be programmed as a popularity vote, a one-season business, a hip-hop festival where Inbyeol fans flocked to look hip, and a program that turns rappers who want to raise their recognition into semi-celebrities for 6 months. DTB that dropped you guys who are now here as audience members.

The utterly wicked DTB that made some guy named Hyeongjin, not Yupi or Skoen, into my rival—I’m going to tear them apart refreshingly today.

While watching DTB gradually fall apart, there will come a time when my song will briefly come to mind.

Since this season I’m appearing in will be DTB’s golden age, I received passionate responses and enthusiasm for my future-targeting lyrics telling them not to miss today while watching DTB’s declining seasons ahead, but to enjoy it to their heart’s content while they can.

See, there’s no song that can draw out responses like a diss targeting the place you belong to.

And it wasn’t particularly wrong either. Even before regression, season 4 had recorded the highest viewership ratings.

By the way, today’s concept for me was Gung Ye.

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