A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 551

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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Original Intent Episode 551

Whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, Nijeous left the stage without hearing my danso performance.

During the brief break we were given, Moltic suddenly spoke with a voice filled with emotion.

“My energy is being drained much less than last year. The strategy of fighting fire with fire really seems to have worked.”

“Exactly. Last year we really saw all kinds of crazy stuff during the first and second preliminary rounds.”

BQ9 responded to Moltic’s words with a voice dripping with exasperation, showing just how much they had suffered. Then he turned to look at me and gave me a thumbs up.

When I looked curious, Yongcheol Hyung kindly explained what happened back then, and just hearing about it made me want to wash my ears – there were so many cases like that.

There were quite a few cases from last year’s Season 5 broadcast that I hadn’t seen, but I understood since they were clearly not suitable for broadcast.

Anyway, they really love pulling down their pants. If they’re going to pull something down, they should just stick to pants – why do I have to see other people’s butts while judging? Tsk.

Still, seeing how everyone became well-behaved in the face of learned fear, it seemed like the teachers who used to roam the hallways enthusiastically wielding dansos while wearing the mad robes during these concept-obsessed kids’ school days had done their job.

Since it seemed effective for crushing spirits, the next day I also wore a slightly different colored improved hanbok and went to judge.

There were comments that the snapback was a bit of a mismatch, so this time instead of a snapback, I wore a bucket hat, another hip-hop item. It must be my imagination that Yongcheol Hyung sat further away from me on Team Sofa than yesterday.

“Hey, G-TE. Do you have some kind of problem? Why does your expression look so deathly?”

“Seeing someone who was once a rival… falling apart like this is really hard to watch.”

In response to the question from Yongcheol Hyung, who was a team producer that made it to the finals together in Season 4, Choi Hyeongjin answered with difficulty while still looking deathly, and I started lecturing him.

“Now, now, what exactly is the concept of ‘falling apart’? Is it really right to say a person has fallen apart just because they wore clothes that don’t match their personal taste? If that’s the case, according to G-TE’s logic, everyone wearing improved hanbok has fallen apart-“

“Give me the beat.”

Even though he did the rude thing of cutting off the producer’s words, Choi Hyeongjin somehow passed the second preliminary round, and as I continued judging past him, another familiar face came up on stage.

Interest flickered in the eyes of all the producers who remembered his second preliminary round appearance from Season 4. That stage had also become the foundation for the greatest twist of the third preliminary round.

As the battle opponent who was called out at that time and properly fell for that twist despite knowing about it, I took the microphone as the representative.

“You’re not going to mess up this time, right?”

When I asked with a grin, Yupi shrugged his shoulders and replied.

“I can’t mess up. Everyone knows now.”

Since we weren’t competitors anymore, that shameless confidence was just purely entertaining.

Yupi’s skills in spitting rap over the beat had grown even more since Season 4. I could definitely feel that he had held back during the first preliminary round. Even now, this probably wasn’t his full power.

“ALL PASS.”

“I saw him two years ago too, but he’s definitely good. It’s just that the lineup back then was too competitive.”

This DTB was definitely going to be fierce all the way to the finals, unlike last year. Honestly, even though I did shout out, it was true that from the preliminaries to the finals, it was bland without any tension.

After the two-day second preliminary round ended, individual interviews about the participants’ stage performances were conducted.

“I was quite surprised hearing that guy’s rap. Another big name among idol rappers is emerging.”

“HYEQ – am I even qualified to evaluate him? When I was young, when I was just releasing mixtapes in the underground scene, he was already top class back then. It feels strange that I’m judging someone like that.”

“Yupi, well, obviously ALL PASS. Since he can’t be an underdog this time, I’m quite looking forward to seeing what kind of performance he’ll show.”

“This G-TE guy, why does he always pick fights with me whenever he sees me… What’s wrong with my clothes? Anyway, he’s a guy I don’t understand.”

I left honest reviews of the participants as requested by the production crew.

These scenes would probably be edited and inserted as producer individual interviews at appropriate timing, either right before the participants took the stage to showcase their rap or right after their rap ended.

“Hmm… Still, wouldn’t it be better to rank HYEQ higher? He does have name value.”

“But objectively speaking, Yupi’s rap was cleaner. From what I saw, HYEQ hyung was too cautious because it was the preliminaries. If you just look at the second preliminary stage without any background, honestly Yupi is higher.”

“These guys are a bit ambiguous. Play the video. Let me watch it again and decide.”

Ranking the participants who passed the second preliminary round for the one-on-one third preliminary round was also the team producers’ responsibility.

Of course, it was impossible to remember all 200+ stages, so we carefully evaluated and ranked them while reviewing the recordings.

As soon as I heard about Season 6’s third preliminary one-on-one battle format, which had become even more brutal than Season 4, words of relief automatically came out.

“This is too much, wow… I’m glad I got out early.”

It seemed they changed the format because they didn’t get the results they wanted in Season 5. It definitely wasn’t easy to get the same kind of results as Season 4.

“Isn’t everyone watching? They’re all watching from there.”

“They got rid of it.”

“Wow.”

This third preliminary round would definitely make dopamine explode in a different way too.

I barely managed to shake off Moltic, who was clinging to me asking what clothes I’d wear for the third preliminary round and to give him some spoilers. How can I spoil something I haven’t even decided yet?

“Now that there’s been a change of people, it’s easier to chime in than before. Until last year, I was just nodding my head over there.”

Yongcheol Hyung, who had taken my bucket hat without permission and put it on his own head, shook his head and said this. He ruffled his flattened hair roughly to make it stand up while grumbling.

“Did you covet my fashion item that much?”

“If you only look above the neck, yes. It’s just that the synergy with the improved hanbok is absolutely no joke.”

Yongcheol Hyung acted sly, saying this was all to protect my idol image.

“You said you’re releasing a regular solo album at the end of May, right? Not much time left?”

“Not much time left, sure. There’s still 2 weeks, no, almost 3 weeks left. What doesn’t have much time left is Juseong Hyung’s wedding.”

“Are you satisfied?”

“With what? The album quality? Or choosing to be an idol instead of a rapper?”

“Both.”

I answered Yongcheol Hyung’s question without a moment’s hesitation, smiling refreshingly.

“Of course.”

There were times I hesitated briefly, times I regretted it, times I failed, but even so, now I could be confident that this path I chose was the right answer.

So I was sufficiently satisfied.

As for the album quality, well, I conceived it from start to finish and produced it with only my songs – how could it not be satisfying? I’m releasing it to the world because I’m satisfied with it.

Throughout before and after regression, Yoon Eden’s first solo regular album.

After fooling around with Yongcheol Hyung a bit more, I had to prepare the congratulatory song for Juseong Hyung’s wedding, so I hurried toward the dormitory.

I got on the elevator that had arrived, and I saw Inyeong running from far away.

Worrying about whether I’d be posted as an elevator crazy person in weird fashion, or whether there’d be costume spoilers VS worrying about whether there’d be a character controversy for not holding the elevator for someone running.

It was the ultimate dilemma.

“Wait a moment!”

The owner of that urgent voice running hurriedly from far away was, very fortunately, our youngest member, Kim Dobin.

Kim Dobin had left for a variety show filming without seeing my second preliminary judging outfit.

Suddenly feeling mischievous, I pressed the floor button again to cancel it and pulled the bucket hat down deep to cover my eyes. My lower face was already covered by a mask, so there was nothing else to cover.

With my right hand, I kept pressing the elevator open button, and I roughly shoved my left hand holding the danso along with the danso into my pants pocket.

I lowered my head and slightly hunched my body to make my posture slouched, and at the same time Kim Dobin entered after inputting the glass door password and got on the elevator. I nodded slightly and immediately shoved my right hand into my pocket too.

“Thank you.”

Kim Dobin bowed and gave his thanks.

Now, let’s see how Kim Dobin deals with meeting a suspicious person in the elevator.

When I didn’t respond at all and just stood still leaning against the elevator wall, Kim Dobin pressed our dormitory floor button firmly and looked back at me.

“Aren’t you pressing a floor?”

When I still remained silent without any response, Kim Dobin slipped closer to my side and spoke again, very clearly enunciating each syllable so it would stick in my ears.

“I said, aren’t you press-ing a floor!”

Did he see me not as a suspicious person but as a grandfather?

“Sir, what floor do you live on? I’ll press it for you.”

Just looking at him smiling warmly while making the suggestion, he was a polite and diligent young man being respectful to an elderly person. Was the turtleneck covering up to my neck the problem?

I wanted to see Kim Dobin being wary, not receive filial piety.

Even when I didn’t tell him the floor number until the end and followed him out, Kim Dobin was still kindly saying foolish things.

“Oh, you’re a neighbor from the house across? I don’t think you were there when I greeted you last time.”

Geez, should I give that kid a personal safety device like a crime prevention buzzer for his birthday gift? How can he have no sense of caution like that?

Kim Dobin’s absent sense of caution carefully returned when I stood still behind him as he tried to open the door lock.

“Aren’t you going home…?”

Kim Dobin asked as he slowly lowered his thumb that had been placed on the door lock fingerprint part. I straightened my slouched posture and grumbled.

“This is my home, so where would I go? Just hurry up and open the door lock.”

“Eek, you scared me!”

Kim Dobin jumped in shock. As expected of a main dancer, even his standing jump height was no joke.

When I also lifted the deeply pressed bucket hat and pulled down my mask, Kim Dobin was horrified.

“Hey, Hyung! Why on earth are you wearing a Tapgol Park look? Is this a penalty?”

It’s atonement for standing out too much in DTB Season 4, you punk.

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