A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 546

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Original Intent Episode 546

“Other participants only needed 3 seconds, but G-TE seems to want to look at me 7 seconds longer than others? As expected of my number one dark fan.”

“What, you think I want to stare at your Taobao Hercules cosplay for long! Honestly, even a minute wouldn’t be enough to adapt! Fine, just give me 10 seconds! 10 seconds!”

All the participants in that section looked at Choi Hyeongjin, who was flailing like a fresh fish thrown onto a fishing boat deck, as if he were a hero.

Hmm, even though it has Taobao in front of it, being called Hercules still feels good. Some participant said in an interview that I looked like Pennywise-level. A hero is much better than a clown.

But Hyeongjin, Hercules wore lion skin, not tiger skin. You got the animal species wrong.

“Alright, enough small talk. Let’s begin the judging.”

While hip-hop’s roots may be the spirit of resistance, giving only this section more time would be unfair compared to previous judging sections, so I was going to give the same 3 seconds of adaptation time. But thinking about it, I already went over 10 seconds while talking with Choi Hyeongjin.

So I decided to specially deduct 1 point from Choi Hyeongjin (a.k.a. G-TE) who led me to break fairness. Still, since he alone boldly showed hip-hop spirit in a hip-hop survival show, I only deducted 1 point instead of the 5 I was going to deduct.

The participants should know that I’m such a fair and just judge.

When I stood in front, the participant who became the first batter in that section flinched. He probably got scared seeing the small number of pass necklaces on my wrist.

You already had 10 seconds when others got 3 seconds of adaptation time, so you can’t still be unadapted to this fashion, can you?

But seeing not only the failed first batter but also the subsequent participants having the same frozen time as other section participants who got 3 seconds of adaptation time, I concluded that giving longer adaptation time was utterly useless.

Hyeongjin, what did you sacrifice your judging score for, tsk tsk. Of course, he probably has no idea that his score was deducted.

I clicked my tongue while giving a fail judgment and continued the judging. Before I knew it, I reached the guy who was looking at me with annoyed eyes.

DTB Season 4 rivals reunite… this will probably get that subtitle on the broadcast.

Actually, whether in terms of skill or head-to-head confrontation, the narrative with Yupi was closer to a proper rival structure, and the rival structure with Choi Hyeongjin felt more like something pushed by the network, so there were some mocking views.

But Choi Hyeongjin made everyone accept that rival structure with just one battle. Even I, who had never once considered Choi Hyeongjin as a rival opponent.

Looking at that, Choi Hyeongjin was quite something too.

“Damn, it looks even more grotesque up close. Hey, the king ribbon headband would be better.”

At least Gyuchan showed fashion RESPECT, but Choi Hyeongjin started by picking on my fashion. Yeah, you get 1 more point deducted.

“That’s fan meeting gear, G-TE. I’m not here for a fan meeting, I’m here to judge. Even though our G-TE is my number one dark fan, it would be troublesome if you mistake this for a one-on-one fan meeting.”

What would I need to suppress Daydream’s momentum at a fan meeting that I’d wear this there. Wearing it at DTB is enough.

Choi Hyeongjin very bravely spat out a diss rap about the judge in front of the judge, freestyle without backing music.

You could tell it was freestyle since there’s no way I would have spoiled this fashion to Choi Hyeongjin.

Well, it wasn’t the malicious diss rap from Season 4 but a reasonably pleasant diss that kept boundaries, so even hearing the face-to-face diss didn’t make me feel bad. But the nagging about releasing a regular solo album is enough in individual comments, Hyeongjin.

His skills had clearly grown compared to two years ago, showing he hadn’t just been playing celebrity for two years, so I smiled and put a pass necklace on Choi Hyeongjin.

“You’ve climbed up another step.”

At my praise, Choi Hyeongjin raised his middle finger with a sulky face and turned his back to walk toward the exit, but his steps looked very excited.

With this section finished, another break and shift time approached. The most terrifying thing was that there were still quite a few participants left to judge.

While catching my breath and eating snacks under the pretext of sugar replenishment, I told Yongcheol Hyung about today’s big event.

“Oh right, Hyung. I ran into Park Gyuhyeok during judging today.”

As soon as Yongcheol Hyung heard the name from my mouth, he let out a hollow laugh.

“That bastard’s funny too.”

Thinking about it now, it was funny that he crawled out to appear on DTB even though the guys he tried to turn against each other were right there as DTB producers.

“What, did he think he could avoid our judging? Or did he think we’d judge fairly without personal feelings? He thinks too well of us.”

“Or maybe he saw us as pushovers. So I got similar revenge, if not the same. I passed the friend who came with Park Gyuhyeok and failed that bastard Park Gyuhyeok.”

Being from the same crew will make the comparison even more obvious. But at least I didn’t use lies to turn people against each other.

“Wow, that’s the perfect revenge.”

“I did it for your share too, Hyung.”

Anyway, Park Gyuhyeok’s target back then was precisely Yongcheol Hyung, not me. I was just used.

He deliberately turned me against Yongcheol Hyung to see Yongcheol Hyung get cursed at and cut off by his cherished younger brother.

Well, before regression when I was a failed idol, he might have just seen me as a tool to screw over Yongcheol Hyung, but now that I’m a successful idol, this time he might have intended to screw me over too while he was at it.

“Yeah yeah, good job. I feel so refreshed.”

Yongcheol Hyung giggled and messed up my hair roughly. Since I’d been wearing pajama hood the whole time anyway, my hair was already beyond salvation, so there was no need to push his hands away to protect it.

“How’s the wedding song practice for Juseong Hyung going?”

Just as I opened my mouth to recite our wedding song practice history, the judging shift happened again, so I couldn’t tell Yongcheol Hyung about our wedding song practice process and was deployed back to the judging site.

The judging ended when I gave the last pass necklace to a participant who showed unwavering rap until sunrise the next morning after waiting.

I thought everyone remaining would fail once the pass necklaces ran out, but there were spare necklaces. I guess it’s because they’ll be filtered out once more each in the 2nd and 3rd preliminaries.

“Good work everyone!”

“Everyone worked hard!”

“Ugh, I’m dying… I can’t do this until next year either.”

“In Seasons 1 and 2, we finished around 10 or 11 PM that day. I miss those times.”

“Wow, that finished really early.”

“That was the dark period though. The PD is glaring at you, Hyung. Even so, is it okay to say you miss the program’s dark period in front of the PD?”

I couldn’t even do morning exercise and this precious morning time just flowed away like this. Plus staying up all night. How many days’ worth of lifespan got shaved off today? Honestly, I think all overnight work should come with hazard pay.

Getting in the van and finally catching my breath while checking my phone, there was a text that came during the judging time.

[Gyeon Hajun- Coming before breakfast?] 7:40 AM

I couldn’t estimate when judging would end, so I only said I’d come in after 7 AM, but I didn’t know I wouldn’t make it back to the dormitory before breakfast time either.

Now I understood why when I said I almost died from the hardships of Season 4’s first preliminary, Jiwon Hyung and Yongcheol Hyung made old-fashioned comments saying my suffering wasn’t even suffering.

Following the endless parade of a cappella rap, plus the secondhand embarrassment I felt watching some participants rap, the participants’ suffering really wasn’t suffering at all.

[Looks like I’ll arrive at the dormitory a bit after meal time] 8:21 AM

[Don’t wait and eat first among yourselves] 8:22 AM

[Gyeon Hajun- Will you eat breakfast? If you say yes, I’ll make side dishes for your portion too] 8:23 AM

[I should eat] 8:23 AM

After sending a reply to Gyeon Hajun, I leaned back comfortably against the car seat backrest.

“It’s morning with the sun high in the sky, so why is it so dark…”

I kept feeling like I forgot something, but the fatigue weighing down my body felt stronger, so I stopped thinking and closed my eyes.

It felt like less than 5 minutes after closing my eyes when the road manager woke me saying we’d arrived at the dormitory. Sleeping briefly and waking up made me feel more dazed.

“…okay?”

“Huh?”

When I couldn’t understand what he said, the road manager shook his head and hurriedly sent me up to the dormitory.

As soon as I entered the dormitory, the smell of soybean paste soup hit my nose.

Maybe because I worked hard without sleep until morning, smelling the soybean paste soup made me feel hungry. Of course, the snacks I had for late-night meal and sugar replenishment is a secret from Seo Yehyeon.

“Huh? Didn’t we just hear the door lock sound? I think Eden Hyung came? Should I serve rice?”

“Yeah, I’ll ladle the soup, so Jaehee, you serve Eden’s rice. There’s not much bulgogi left either, right? I should set aside more for Eden to eat.”

“DTB judging really takes long. Yoon Eden left early yesterday morning too. But if he’s coming now, how many hours did they judge? Did like 10,000 people show up?”

“We should ask Eden Hyung to tell us the story!”

Conversation sounds came from the dining table in the kitchen, as they seemed to be in the middle of eating. I roughly shoved my feet into slippers placed on one side of the living room and shuffled toward the dining table dragging the slippers.

“Ugh… I’m tired to death. I’m back.”

As soon as I appeared, silence suddenly fell over the dormitory.

I started nagging at the guys who suddenly froze in various poses – holding spoons, just setting rice bowls down on the table, with cups to their lips.

“Are you guys children of darkness? Even if it’s morning, turn on the lights-, huh? They’re on? Then why is it so dark? And why are you all acting like people who saw something they shouldn’t have? First time seeing someone who did overnight judging?”

As I stood there puzzled, Gyeon Hajun, who had just placed a refilled bowl of bulgogi on the table with a thunk, said one thing to me.

“Take off the sunglasses.”

Wait… sunglasses…?

With sudden anxiety, I slowly looked down to see a heavy chain necklace and a feast of orange and black stripes entering my vision.

Now I realized what I had forgotten. I forgot to change clothes!

“Damn it! I came to the dormitory like this?”

No wonder the person who rode the elevator with me stuck to the farthest corner as much as possible!

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