The Daughter of a Conglomerate Family Has Debuted - Chapter 309

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My mind, which had become slightly lax from the long filming session, suddenly snapped to attention.

What? A story about an unfortunate idol?

Without realizing it, my eyes widened as I looked at the performer who was bringing up this story.

“But at first, they didn’t pay much attention to it. Since it was downtown, they thought it must be car lights or traffic signals.”

Right. That’s what most people would think. Unless practice rooms are inside entertainment companies, they’re usually located in downtown commercial areas that aren’t sensitive to noise.

Most places block the glass with sheets or curtains so they can’t be seen from outside, but places that don’t do this sometimes have their dancing completely exposed.

The practice room our Choux Cream used was exactly that kind of place.

It happened to have floor-to-ceiling windows so you could see everything from outside. Of course, since we weren’t a famous group, people probably just thought it was a dance academy.

Anyway, the practice room of the singer this performer is talking about must have been that kind of place too.

“But something was strange. The blinking bright red light wasn’t moving from the same spot. If it were a car or traffic light, the color should change or it should move somewhere, but it just kept blinking in that same spot.”

Some of the cast members covered their ears again.

They probably figured a scary story was about to come out.

I was listening to the story with interest. Even though the memories of the unfortunate idol were said to be false information, and the story was flowing in a scary direction anyway, it was still a story about that existence, wasn’t it?

“Huh? That’s strange. Why isn’t that thing moving? So they turned around and looked, and well, what they thought was a bright light wasn’t a light at all, but the eyes of a person staring directly at them…”

“Ugh!”

It was when the cast members were reacting to the story.

From somewhere in the venue that had been flowing smoothly, quietly, and entertainingly, sudden commotion began to be heard.

“…Huh?”

“What’s that?”

The cast’s conversation stopped. They looked confused as they gazed toward where the production staff was, or more precisely, toward the direction of the commotion.

At first, I thought maybe the production staff had spontaneously prepared something for the horror special.

But that wasn’t it. The production staff were also surprised and looking at that place with confused faces, and several of them ran toward the scene of the commotion, raising their voices in irritation.

Something had happened. Unable to know anything else, I was just staring at that place in bewilderment when.

A voice that was either desperate or filled with madness echoed through the venue.

“Ryu Ji-ye!!!!!”

“…”

Everyone at the venue turned their gaze toward me.

Huh? Me?

It was probably the first time in my life I’d made such a stupid expression.

I was genuinely flustered. I never would have thought my name would come up in that commotion.

But at the same time, I immediately figured out what was causing that disturbance.

‘Ah, it’s that bastard.’

That person who came last time.

That strange person who was kicked out for disrupting the pre-recording.

I wasn’t certain, but the voice and tone were exactly like what I heard back then.

Our staff seemed to have the same thought as me, as they hurriedly ran toward the scene of commotion where the production staff had gathered.

Perhaps because we’d been suffering from stalkers so much lately, our staff’s eyes were full of venom.

“Hey, what are you! What are you doing!”

“Who let him in carelessly! Get him out quickly!”

“Wait, stop right there!”

“We’ll take him away. We have some questions for him!”

“You bastard! It’s you! You’re the one harassing the kids!”

It was complete chaos. Some saying to get him out, others saying to stop right there.

I watched that scene in a daze and then apologized to the cast and the production staff who hadn’t run over yet.

“I’m sorry. It seems like this happened because of me.”

“Oh, how is this Ji-ye’s fault? It’s not.”

I know it’s not my fault either. But I felt I should ask for understanding out of courtesy, so when I apologized, the performers who were equally dumbfounded and didn’t know what to do waved their hands and encouraged me.

“What on earth is he trying to do. Really.”

“There are so many strange people in the world. Right?”

“Ji-ye, don’t worry too much about it. It’s not because of you, that person is just strange.”

Then, as the commotion dragged on, Kim Gwang-cheon finally stood up.

“Excuse me, sir? Did you perhaps come here because you have business here?”

He tried his best to ask politely, but since Kim Gwang-cheon was big and had such a fierce expression, that alone was more intimidating than four or five production staff members.

The production staff made expressions like ‘we’re screwed’ and forcefully held down both arms and legs of the person causing the disturbance.

Even that person, who had been causing a ruckus without giving in despite having eight people from both the production staff and Flora’s staff holding him down, suddenly became quiet.

Of course he would.

You wouldn’t want to get beaten up by that build, those muscles either. Of course, Kim Gwang-cheon probably had no intention of hitting him.

But even the slightest possibility is enough to make even a crazy guy who barges into filming and causes chaos hesitate.

“What is this. Hey there. No, Ji-hee over there, you stay far away and call the police first.”

“Oh, yes!”

The youngest writer who had been holding down the rampaging man with other production staff quickly pulled out her phone at Kim Gwang-cheon’s words and ran to a quiet place outside the set studio.

And Kim Gwang-cheon approached him and started saying something.

The commotion finally died down and it seemed like he was gently trying to persuade him, but since there was some distance, I couldn’t hear clearly.

He had been yelling at me to show my face since the music show pre-recording, acting like he wasn’t afraid of the law, but now he couldn’t move a muscle in front of someone who looked scary.

‘Well, now we need to make you learn to fear the law too.’

I subtly signaled to Manager Ji-soo. Ji-soo nodded and left with the staff, taking the man with them.

We were just looking for you, and you came to us on your own feet, so thank you very much, you bastard.

During the last pre-recording, he was dragged away by the broadcasting station’s production staff and just kicked out, so we couldn’t catch him. While we were handing other sasaengs over to the police and proceeding with legal procedures, we couldn’t find this guy, which was really disappointing.

Finally, this bastard could also face the iron hammer of justice.

Especially that person needs to get beaten up pretty badly. He barged directly into filming locations twice and caused chaos.

‘And those text messages.’

I should also subtly probe about those daily text messages.

If he’s a stalker with that much initiative, how do I know if he also sent those texts?

I’d thought it was a possibility for a while.

Anyway, after Kim Gwang-cheon’s persuasion, that man left the scene with our Day Entertainment employees.

And the venue quickly resumed filming as if nothing had happened.

We were professionals.

Both the production staff and performers had been so surprised and dazed, but as soon as filming resumed, they created an atmosphere not much different from before the filming interruption and continued their conversation.

Since we were in the middle of sharing scary stories, everyone might have been secretly relieved.

Trying to make people laugh by throwing your whole body into it right after such a chaotic incident would be incredibly stressful.

Everyone just had to rack their brains and bring out the scariest stories they knew.

But since what happened earlier was no ordinary incident, it seemed like their minds weren’t working well, so I also thought hard and came up with about three or four stories to tell.

By enthusiastically selling out the members.

The expressions on the performers’ faces as they watched me unpack story after story every other turn.

They were truly the faces of people looking at a praiseworthy and admirable junior comedian.

Anyway, somehow the filming ended safely.

Even though it wasn’t my fault, I felt sorry that filming was interrupted because of a crazy guy who came looking for me, but I lessened my guilt somewhat by doing my best.

“Good work everyone!”

“Yes, Ji-ye, you worked hard too! Don’t worry too much about what happened today!”

“Yes, thank you!”

I kept bowing and greeting the cast and production staff before leaving the filming studio. At the same time.

Crack-

I cracked my neck to calm my uncomfortable mood and moved to the company with Ji-soo.

Let’s see what kind of bastard that crazy guy is.

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