The Daughter of a Conglomerate Family Has Debuted - Chapter 17

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The Chaebol’s Daughter Debuted

Episode 17

-Are you too nervous? Your vocal cords are really stiff. Your pitch is shaking a lot too. If you want to do the intro part, you’ll need to practice a lot? For now, Ra-eun will take the intro part, but it’s not confirmed. We’ll see at the next evaluation, and if it’s still not working then, we’ll change it.

Since that gentle Yu-hwa pointed it out with an obviously displeased expression, the already timid girl must have been startled.

“Don’t cry, unnie. You just couldn’t show your skills because you were too nervous. I’m the same way, and we all got pointed out equally. Don’t be too upset.”

Right, I also got feedback that I should smile more brightly, and Choi Song-i was pointed out for lacking expressiveness.

Getting your shortcomings pointed out as a trainee is just daily life, after all.

‘I should practice my expressions too.’

I had an “oh no” moment after receiving Yu-hwa’s feedback.

I keep forgetting that Ryu Ji-ye has a cold impression because I got used to Hong Yeo-eun, who had a naturally smiling face even when still.

These kinds of impressions often get misunderstood if you don’t practice expressions in the mirror. How fortunate that I got pointed out now.

“Let’s practice hard together based on the feedback we received. We need to accept our shortcomings and fix them by the next mentor meeting to confirm the intro part.”

“Sob, what about the intro part… Can I really do it…”

“For now, we just have to try without thinking about anything else.”

“Huhueng…”

“Huh?”

For some reason, Seo Ra-eun cried even more tears at my words.

I see. It doesn’t seem like my words were particularly comforting.

My former members used to tell me that instead of trying to comfort people, I should just give hugs.

Even if I died and came back to life, I still can’t comfort people.

“Unnie, sorry.”

I patted Seo Ra-eun’s shoulder one last time and stood up.

Instead of giving bad comfort, let me just do what I need to do.

I took a deep breath with my mouth closed and opened the mission window I had dismissed earlier.

And when I turned my head, there was Min Ha-young still huddled in the corner with a dark expression, and Han Da-min pretending to be calm while stretching in front of the mirror.

How am I supposed to complete this?

I could see some subtle rivalry between the two from the beginning, but I didn’t think it would actually lead to a fight.

Is this really something worth fighting over? Unless someone has a particularly sensitive and self-centered personality, they wouldn’t do that in front of cameras…

I really can’t understand this.

I don’t know if the system is adding fuel to these two people’s emotions, or if an unnaturally forced situation is being created by the system.

‘…I heard Han Da-min’s former group disbanded due to discord rumors.’

No way, surely not.

Rumors about Han Da-min’s former group suddenly flashed through my mind, but I quickly shook my head and erased them.

‘…It must be a forcibly created situation.’

My group and I were affected by those damn rumors several times, yet here I was about to believe rumors about others.

At least the Han Da-min in front of me was someone who knew how important it was for members to be considerate and yield to each other.

Didn’t she try to persuade the members during the meeting?

Besides, she won the part competition, and even if she had lost, she’s not someone who would show emotions in front of cameras.

‘Then is Min Ha-young the source of the fight?’

Min Ha-young is also friendly, polite, and has a good personality, but she’s always appealed her determination not to lose to anyone when it comes to dancing.

She’s also not someone who would fight in front of cameras, but if the system forces them to fight, Min Ha-young would likely be the one to start it.

‘And the time limit is 10 hours.’

If they’re going to fight seriously less than a day after part distribution, it means emotions are already building up from now.

In that case, it might be difficult to approach Min Ha-young, who would likely be the cause of the eruption.

“Ahem!”

I cleared my throat unnecessarily and got up to approach Han Da-min. Let me try to approach Han Da-min first, who seems relatively calm.

“Unnie, let’s have a quick chat after practice.”

If this were an individual audition program, there would be fewer things to worry about than now.

Sigh. Team activities are never easy anywhere.

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“Excuse me~”

At the cheerful voice opening the door, those who had been staring at the screen with tired eyes turned their heads.

Start Plan’s main writer Son Yeo-jin smiled weakly upon seeing the owner of the voice.

“Oh, Yu-hwa, you’re here?”

“Yes, I was about to head out. The meeting’s over too. Oh my, what should we do, writer-nim. Your eyes are bloodshot. Did you get some sleep?”

The writer had no response to Yu-hwa’s question. Preparing for filming, not only Son Yeo-jin but all the production staff here had been waiting since before dawn.

Working late, sleeping for two hours, then coming to work at dawn. Doing this for over a week was truly killing them.

Yu-hwa made a pitying expression and handed them coffee.

“Everyone’s working so hard. Please have this while you work.”

Writer Son Yeo-jin’s expression brightened at the caffeine filling both hands.

“Oh, you didn’t need to do this. Yu-hwa, you’re always so pretty whenever I see you.”

She’s a popular idol who was difficult to cast for the show, and she’s active in filming, so she’d look pretty enough without doing this much.

There was indeed a reason why Yu-hwa was loved wherever she went.

Writer Son Yeo-jin picked up the coffee marked “extra shot” and asked.

“How are the F Team kids? Are they listening well?”

“F Team, hmm.”

Yu-hwa’s expression, which had been smiling throughout, became quite serious.

“They’re skilled and listen well.”

“How about it, are they worth aiming for victory?”

When Writer Son Yeo-jin asked jokingly, Yu-hwa shrugged and shook her head.

“I’m not sure yet. Everyone’s really skilled though.”

“Yeah, it wasn’t intentional, but we did put a lot of kids with more stable skills than Team E.”

“Maybe that’s why. They’re all good, but I’m not sure if they get along well with each other.”

“Power struggles or rivalry, something like that?”

Yu-hwa nodded. The atmosphere during the meeting wasn’t bad. The members were very cooperative and polite, so it was quite enjoyable talking with them.

Plus, many had broadcasting experience, so their planning sense was very good too.

Looking at the situation alone, it was just a meeting that flowed smoothly, but seeing it in person, there were some worrying unstable aspects.

“There are two members who are good at dancing. Every time we distributed parts, they couldn’t manage their expressions. They need to be careful about that.”

“Who? Who can’t manage their expressions?”

Yu-hwa raised her hand and pointed to Min Ha-young on the monitor.

Writer Son Yeo-jin chuckled after confirming the trainee Yu-hwa pointed to.

“Ah, that kid.”

“That kid?”

“Oh my, Yu-hwa, you don’t know?”

Don’t know what? When she widened her eyes in confusion, Writer Son Yeo-jin spoke in an excited voice as if sharing an interesting story.

“That’s Min Ha-young. From Love Me Idol.”

“I know she appeared on Love Me Idol. She was good at dancing.”

“Aha, you only saw her dancing. Ha-young was famous for something else besides that.”

Yu-hwa frowned. Why is she talking like that? She felt like she was hearing something unpleasant.

The trainee dances so well, what could be more famous than her dancing?

No, it could be possible.

But why is she saying that with such a mocking tone?

Just as Writer Son Yeo-jin was about to open her mouth at Yu-hwa’s gaze.

“Min Ha-young was famous for evil editing.”

Writer Son Yeo-jin’s expression hardened at the voice coming from a little distance away.

The Director, who had been quietly listening to their conversation, also looked away from the monitor toward the owner of the voice.

“Reporter Choi Gyo-young?”

The man who walked out from among the Production Staff at Writer Son Yeo-jin’s call smiled slyly.

“Yu-hwa, can I grab some coffee too?”

“Yes, of course. But what do you mean she was famous for evil editing?”

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