The Daughter of a Conglomerate Family Has Debuted - Chapter 308

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The cast members were criticizing it so earnestly that this show seemed so shoddy, you’d wonder how it became a hot topic from the very first broadcast.

The theme of this program is guest counseling sessions, so the talk topics change each time. Since it’s hard to be funny with counseling sessions, the charm is supposed to be how the talk often goes off on tangents or they play weird games, desperately trying to create laughter somehow.

“How does this not fail?”

“Exactly. Does this show always go on like this?”

That’s why the regular cast members started openly criticizing the program as soon as filming began.

Given the nature of the show where they have to work hard and roll around to make the broadcast entertaining, regardless of theme or anything else, the performers have no choice but to grumble at the production staff.

The production staff just sit the cast members in the set studio, tell the guest to share one worry, and then do nothing.

Even though it’s a filming studio filled with variety show entertainers except for the guest, it seems too much, and you can feel genuine sincerity in their grumbling. The production staff just laugh regardless.

“Wow, they’re laughing. Laughing.”

“They just need good ratings, that’s all.”

The production staff don’t back down from the performers’ words either.

“You’re getting paid appearance fees.”

Grinning broadly.

At the production staff’s annoyingly cheerful words, the cast members’ eyes narrowed.

“Really, you come here. Hey!”

Kim Gwang-cheon couldn’t stand it anymore and jumped up with a face that said he was going to charge in, striding toward the production staff.

Then he started shaking the production staff member’s shoulders.

“Bring us topics! Interesting topics! You’re getting paid appearance fees? Well, you’re getting salaries! Won’t you work?”

Wow, if Kim Gwang-cheon is saying that much, the burden must really be severe.

“That’s right!”

“Exactly! Do you know how hard it is to be funny!”

“Hahaha.”

Despite the performers’ complaints, even with Kim Gwang-cheon shaking shoulders with tremendous force, the production staff who just laughed happily roughly wrapped up the situation and said:

“We give you topics. Guest counseling sessions.”

“Ah, that’s not what we’re talking about!”

But what can you do even with many complaints? They’re performers who received appearance fees as the production staff said.

If you take money and stand in front of cameras, you have to do it regardless of the plot.

Anyway, the atmosphere calmed down now as the production staff signaled to really stop this conversation.

“Anyway, please introduce today’s guest.”

“Tsk.”

At the production staff’s words, Kim Gwang-cheon clicked his tongue, glared at the production staff, then said:

“Let me introduce today’s guest first. This is someone I haven’t seen in a very long time. It’s Flora’s Ryu Ji-ye!”

“Waaaah!”

“Welcome!”

“Ba-ba-ra-bam-bam!”

By the way, this show doesn’t even play sound effects.

There are cruelly no devices to create atmosphere, so whenever a guest appears, the cast members have to provide cheers or BGM with their own voices.

It didn’t appear in the actual broadcast either.

As the cast members said, it’s really an incredible show.

And yet it became a hot topic with quite high YouTube view counts.

It’s ranking high on OTT platforms.

Or rather, maybe it’s refreshing that famous production staff and famous variety entertainers are meeting to do such absurd things.

With my broadcast sense grade showing as C in the system, I’m not sure.

Anyway, somehow I was warmly welcomed and they asked me what my worry was.

“My worry is…”

My recent worry is just that one thing – the stalker, the criminal – so I had some trouble thinking of a broadcast-appropriate worry.

“I have nightmares too often lately. I get sleep paralysis frequently too. That’s my worry.”

It wasn’t quite a worry, but it wasn’t a lie either.

Thinking day and night about who that bastard is causes a lot of stress, so maybe that’s why I have frequent nightmares and sleep paralysis.

If I’m going to have nightmares anyway, it would be nice to dream about the Unfortunate Idol or whatever. Instead I’m having shitty dreams like some stranger grinning and shoving a camera in my face.

But nightmares are something you might or might not have, so it wasn’t quite a worry, but it’s perfect for broadcast purposes, isn’t it?

It’s also good material for cast members who are anxious about running out of funny content and stories.

Look at this.

As soon as they heard my worry, the cast members’ eyes sparkled and their expressions brightened.

They probably expected typical idol-like routine worries like ‘I don’t have enough time to sleep, it’s hard,’ ‘I need personal time,’ ‘I feel like I lack my own individuality.’

Those are common worries among idols, but fortunately our group is an exception.

Day Entertainment puts a lot of effort into managing members’ conditions, and after going through various controversies, they try to pay attention to psychological aspects too.

“For example, what kind of nightmares do you have? What’s it like when you get sleep paralysis?”

“Um… recently…”

I pretended to think while working my brain hard.

I did dream about being chased by an assailant and photographed, and yesterday I dreamed that my every move was being posted on all community sites and SNS.

With Flora Stalker-related articles going up daily these days, if I spoke honestly, our fans would cry and make a huge fuss.

“In the dream I looked at a clock and it was 4 AM. I thought, oh, I woke up too early, and lay back down to sleep again, but someone was lying next to me staring at me.”

Instead I imagined and told an appropriately eerie dream.

I told various other scary stories I could think of, finishing by saying that maybe because I’ve been too busy lately to sleep properly, my dreams have been disturbing.

At that moment, the lighting in the set studio began to gradually dim.

“Huh? What’s thiiiiis!”

The performers who noticed this started making a fuss and yelling at the production staff.

“Why are you making the lighting dark and scary!”

“Today wasn’t supposed to be this kind of atmosphere! You didn’t say it would be like this!”

At their words, the production staff just grinned as usual.

I guarantee the dimmed lighting wasn’t planned but was the production staff’s impromptu direction.

I didn’t hear that today would have a horror atmosphere either.

It’s obvious they just thought, since the cast is scared by the nightmare content I mentioned, should we go with an eerie atmosphere today? and dimmed the lights.

Still, the production staff wouldn’t completely let go and leave everything to the cast members.

With this kind of direction, they gave a hint – take it in this direction today.

And the cast members gathered here, being veteran variety entertainers, brilliantly caught onto such hints.

“Speaking of nightmares, I remember a singer I know also had nightmares recently…”

One performer began a story.

Matching that, the set studio lighting became a bit darker.

“Really, I hate this kind of thing so much.”

As soon as the story began, one of the performers shrank up and half-covered their ears.

An atmosphere formed where they took turns telling scary stories.

‘I’m glad I’m not scared of this stuff.’

I thought that inwardly while listening to the performers’ anecdotes and reacting.

During my Choux Cream Hong Yeo-eun days, I think I would have trembled just hearing this kind of thing.

After dying and coming back to life once, shamanic things became less scary instead.

‘Reality is scary, why would that stuff be scary.’

Before long, the stories had changed from someone’s nightmares to stories someone had directly experienced.

Still, I was listening to the stories with interest when:

“Come to think of it, who was it? It was so long ago I don’t remember who told me, but there’s a story I heard from some singer?”

“Singers have a lot of those kinds of anecdotes.”

“I’m not certain, but I think they were an idol.”

“Oh, still active now?”

“I don’t remember that well either, but anyway, that person was practicing alone in a practice room one day. But every time they did a turn, they kept seeing some kind of flashing light from outside the window.”

Isn’t that just light from the road? I was thinking that while listening to the cast member’s story when:

Ding!

[My story that was misunderstood]

…What?

After a long time, the Unfortunate Idol’s memory appeared.

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