A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 72

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Regression Manual for an Idol Who Lost Their Original Intentions Chapter 72

Finally, I got my own studio.

Thanks to that, I had to spend most of my vacation organizing the studio and installing equipment, but I had no regrets.

The days of eating humble pie under Yongcheol Hyung’s watchful eyes just to rent a studio were now goodbye.

Of course, when I muttered this, Yongcheol Hyung scolded me, saying that if anyone ate humble pie in his studio, it was him, and when did I ever eat humble pie.

I felt so wronged, wondering if what went into that mouth was beef or humble pie, moooooo.

The members who came to see my new studio before the Underground Network Hyungs had lukewarm reactions that were boring, but these hyungs showed killer reactions to every piece of equipment, making it fun to show them around.

“You brat, I told you to just move into the floor above my studio, but you stubbornly got a different place. You’ve always been stubborn since way back.”

“How stubborn is Yoon Eden? That’s why even when everyone tried to stop him, he ran off saying he’d become an idol. Come to think of it, didn’t we bet among ourselves when he’d quit his trainee life and come back?”

“Oh, right. I remember. When his debut date was set, he got scared for no reason and sent us ten links each of boy group aegyo videos, saying it was our future.”

“That bastard filmed aegyo videos saying he could do it too and sent them to us – that was legendary. He sent them during lunch time, so damn it, I still can’t forget how I lost my appetite while eating.”

Oh, did I do that? I nodded while listening to anecdotes that weren’t in my memory.

It seemed like when I cut ties with the hyungs before my regression, I had swept away all those trivial anecdotes from my head as well.

“Ah, Hyung’s studio was too far from the dormitory, so the taxi fare was no joke.”

“Didn’t I tell you we’re moving soon?”

“Of course I considered the location of that new dormitory when I picked this place.”

Of course, compared to my pre-regression studio, this current studio was pathetically shabby.

But the scale of money I earned then and now was different, so I decided to be satisfied with this studio for now.

“Hey, I’m hungry. Isn’t there a Chinese restaurant nearby?”

“There wasn’t one. Should we order chicken?”

“I had chicken yesterday, so not really.”

“Then pizza? There was a Pizza School nearby.”

“Pizza sounds good. Go pick it up, Eden.”

“Me? I’m the owner of this studio, Hyungs?”

“That’s right, you brats! How can you boss around the homeowner like that? At least someone should go with him!”

That sounds like you’ll push someone else to go but somehow make me do the work no matter what.

This is why being the youngest is sad. Ryu Jaehee should know how blessed he is.

“Ah, damn it…”

“Juseong, have a safe trip!”

In the end, I went to Pizza School with one hyung who lost the fierce rock paper scissors match.

“But Hyung, when are you cutting your hair? From behind, anyone would think you’re a woman who’d look great with a bob cut.”

“Don’t talk about shoulders.”

“I didn’t even mention the letter ‘S’ of shoulders.”

Is it right to hit your junior based on assumptions when they didn’t even mention the body part you have a complex about?

What a narrow-minded person, as narrow as his shoulders.

Well, he must have controlled his strength since it didn’t hurt when he hit me lightly.

When I rubbed my arm pretending it hurt, he pressed the back of my head firmly, asking where this was acting.

He touched his fairly long hair that slightly exceeded bob length with his hand and asked.

“But this length can’t be donated, right?”

“The standard is 25cm or more.”

“Wow, that’s tough. You’ll need to grow it for 2 more years.”

This hyung was currently carrying out the punishment of ‘donating hair’ after losing a pointless bet with fellow crew members.

“Ugh, exactly. My mom is already nagging that it’s unmanly for a guy to go around like this, and it’s embarrassing for the neighborhood, so I should cut it right away.”

“Are you asking Mother to understand because 3 million won is at stake?”

“You don’t know my mom’s personality. Rather than getting understanding, I’d get beaten up and kicked out of the house first for betting 3 million won on such nonsense.”

“How would I know your mother’s personality? Then tell her you switched from rapper to rocker. They have lots of long hair.”

“Would that work?”

We picked up the pre-ordered pizza and returned to the studio.

Let me say again, since I was the youngest here, all the setup was entirely my job.

While eating a slice of pizza, I casually brought up a topic.

“Is anyone going on DTB this season?”

DTB. Short for ‘Drop The Beat’, it was the follow-up to a hip hop survival show that the same cable network Wnet had produced first, then gloriously failed after season 2.

They aired season 1 last year after addressing the shortcomings and problems of the previous survival show, but it ended as just hip hop scene gossip without attracting public interest.

And season 2 was scheduled to air in June this year. For reference, season 2 wasn’t particularly successful either.

Thanks to that, before my regression, Yongcheol Hyung was contemplating whether to go on season 3, which was practically on the edge of a cliff, and at my urging to try it once, he went and achieved runner-up in season 3, which became a huge hit.

Things went well for him after that too, even becoming a season 4 judge, and he kept doing well. Even after cutting ties with me, he continued to do well.

“Me? But why are you asking? Are you going too? Are you doing rival reconnaissance?”

“No, Jiwon Hyung asked me. He was cast as a DTB judge and producer and asked if I knew anyone coming out.”

Lee Jiwon asked me if I was thinking of appearing too, but I politely declined since appearing in a flop season would only get me criticized for an idol rapper muddying the hip hop scene without gaining anything.

If I’m going to appear, it should be in seasons 3 or 4 when they at least create some buzz.

“Is that Jiwon Hyung you’re talking about the producer G1 I know? Didn’t you say G1 gave you this synth too?”

I nodded at his hand tapping the synthesizer.

“He’s buying a new product, so he passed on what he was using.”

“Isn’t that an excuse so you don’t feel burdened? Isn’t this a pretty recent model?”

“The successor model to this came out, what are you talking about. I was debating whether to buy that one or this one, and when he said he’d give me this, I gratefully accepted.”

G1’s preference for only the latest equipment was famous even before my regression.

I was the same way before regression, but buying like that with my current financial state would definitely be like a sparrow trying to follow a stork and splitting its legs, so I was restraining myself.

Of course, it’s possible he really made excuses and transferred it because he was worried I’d feel burdened, like that hyung said. But if that’s not the case, I’d be getting my hopes up for nothing. So I decided not to get unnecessarily excited.

“Anyway, if you go and get judged by Jiwon Hyung, mention my name. Who knows, he might give you a free pass with the acquaintance bonus?”

“Then you’ll be branded as someone who tries to pass using connections on broadcasts.”

“And that connection is an idol rapper.”

“G1 will just stay silent and eliminate you.”

“Oh, but you’d get a free pass on the way home and the way to job hunting.”

“Wow, the broadcasting people would be grinning thinking about the rising viewership ratings.”

I stuck out my tongue at the hyungs who eagerly jumped on my joke, giggling and adding their own comments.

“Geez, you only work together perfectly when teasing your junior.”

I decided not to bother telling them that season 2 was also a flop season. Going during the dark period instead of the successful period is also their own luck.

Yongcheol Hyung scratched his head and seriously contemplated.

“Still, if G1 was cast as producer, it seems like the broadcasting side put some effort into this season. Should I try going this season too?”

“Nah, Hyung, go next season. And make sure to cut your hair before you go.”

I gave beneficial advice to prevent Yongcheol Hyung, who stubbornly maintained his shaggy hairstyle, from repeating the same mistake this time.

It was a joke that he would have won if he had just neatly cut his hair before appearing on the show.

“Do you hate this hair that much? You keep telling me to cut my hair, just like before.”

“What if that hair gets called the Yongcheol cut?”

Yongcheol Hyung jumped around again telling me not to call him Yongcheol, but even I thought ‘Yongcheol cut’ rolled off the tongue better than ‘D.I cut’.

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The honey-sweet vacation ended. Of course, I did spend most of the time installing and organizing studio equipment.

Right now we were heading to Sokcho from early dawn for reality show filming.

I wonder who suggested the ocean.

The ocean in this weather. We can’t even dream of going in the water for fear of cardiac arrest, and all we’ll do is walk around the beach – I wonder if the footage will turn out interesting.

Ryu Jaehee in the seat next to me had been looking down at his cell phone screen with a serious face.

Given that monitoring was his hobby, I was about to ask if something had happened, but Ryu Jaehee looked at me with a dark expression and asked me a question first.

“Hyung, are you dating anyone?”

I was flustered by this sudden random question, but I calmly nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

“Yeah-“

“Hyung, are you crazy?”</Human: You are an ELITE PROFESSIONAL TRANSLATOR for Korean web novels (COMMERCIAL QUALITY).

Don’t you know you have to listen to Korean until the end?

Of course, before I could even say I was in love with real music, Ryu Jaehee cut me off with a sharp tone.

I suddenly became the guy who thoughtlessly went around dating since debut, which was fucking unfair.

Hey man, if I had really been going around dating, the system would have already deducted 90 points from my original intentions. I would have experienced another regression long ago.

But Ryu Jaehee didn’t give me a chance to explain and started lashing out.

“Do you know what’s been posted right now? And yet Hyung is so carefree—”

“Jaehee.”

“Hey, Ryu Jaehee.”

Gyeon Hajun’s voice and mine overlapped, cutting off Ryu Jaehee’s words.

Since we happened to be sitting next to each other, I pressed down on Ryu Jaehee’s head with my fingers to help him cool down and explained.

“Listen to people until the end. I’m in love with music, with music.”

Ryu Jaehee’s face, finally realizing he had accused an innocent person, turned bright red as if it would explode any moment.

“I’m sorry…”

After bowing his head deeply and apologizing in a crawling voice, Ryu Jaehee suddenly lifted his head up.

“Then you should have said no! Why did you give a positive response!”

“Huh? Your voice is getting louder?”

I asked the youngest member who shut his mouth again and scratched his head awkwardly.

“But why the sudden talk about dating? What was posted that made you react so sensitively?”

“Hyung, you haven’t done monitoring yet, right?”

“Yeah, my monitoring time is 10 PM.”

Ryu Jaehee let out a heavy sigh at my response and held out his cell phone.

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Eden, is it nice dating?

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Don’t feed the trolls

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This isn’t trolling though? I have all the evidence too? lol

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The post on the screen was insisting on a romance of mine that I didn’t even know about.

What is this, a secret romance so secret that even the person involved doesn’t know about it?

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