The Gates Opened on the First Day of Debut - Chapter 84

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The Gate Burst Open on My Debut Day (84)
Episode 9 began airing.
I watched the broadcast while doing my best to hide my anxiety.
‘They won’t drag up Han Theo again, will they?’
Thanks to the official statement, the suspicions about Han Theo’s nepotism had been settled for now.
So things should be fine now.
Episodes 9 and 10 covered the preparation process for the fourth Main Quest, “Practical Experience.”
‘The Main Quest where Han Theo and I clash the most.’
I quickly finished the kimchi stew that was tonight’s dinner and focused on the broadcast.
[“The ‘special’ practical experience you trainees will undertake in this Main Quest is… self-production!”]
As MC revealed the contents of the fourth Main Quest, the live chat exploded.
[wtf self-production? Isn’t that too harsh for trainees who haven’t even debuted yet?]
[Ah, now I understand why the Guerrilla Stage quality was so inconsistent. It was because they self-produced it]
[I’m so curious how Han Theo’s team prepared lol]
The Stage had already been revealed through direct camera footage from the Guerrilla Stage.
So at first, I thought not many people would be anticipating the Stage itself.
But conversely, because the Stage was revealed first, many people were curious about the preparation process.
[“Ah, please don’t worry too much! We’ll be providing sample tracks and reference tracks you can use when composing! Now, go ahead and form your teams freely!”]
As MC finished explaining, the trainees began moving to find their teammates.
[Are Kim Chowol and Yoo Sung on the same team again?]
[Them being on the same team again is a bit… both their rankings are way too high]
[True, even if they’re in the same Guild, if 1st and 3rd place keep sticking together, it’ll look like favoritism]
Sure enough, people were worried about the same thing I had been concerned about.
I was glad I had decided to be on a different team from Yoo Sung once more.
On the TV screen, I could see myself and Yoo Sung having a serious conversation, then parting ways without hesitation.
[“Chowol, we promised, didn’t we? Let’s definitely be on the same team next time.”]
After parting with Yoo Sung, Jung Yoo-yeol approached me.
[?]
[?? What is this ??]
[When did Kim Chowol and Jung Yoo-yeol make such a promise?]
[Jang Hyuk-soo, Jang Hyuk-soo! What on earth is going on here? Come explain this right now!]
People were taken aback by the unexpected combination, but the reaction wasn’t entirely negative.
The problem was… Han Theo.
[“Team up with me.”]
Han Theo’s voice flowed from the TV speaker.
I narrowed my eyes and scrutinized Jang Hyuk-soo’s editing and direction piece by piece.
[“Chowol, let’s be on a team together.”]
Han Theo, who had been standing behind me and Jung Yoo-yeol, spoke seriously once more.
I immediately checked the live chat’s reaction.
[Chowol seems a bit taken aback?]
[“Isn’t that obvious? If someone suddenly appears and asks to join the same team, anyone would be flustered, lol”]
[“XXX No speculation XXX No disparagement XXX No ganging up XXX No generalizations XXX No framing XXX No witch hunts XXX No stigmatizing XXX”]
[“Ah, no… I think I was just confused;;”]
The Han Theo Fanbase, their nerves frayed by endless suspicions and controversies, kept their eyes glued to the chat window.
Thanks to their vigilance, anyone attempting to manipulate public opinion quickly fled with their tail between their legs.
‘The editing isn’t bad either.’
The Han Theo Fanbase was one thing, but the editing and direction themselves were favorable toward Han Theo.
As if episodes 7 and 8 had never existed.
[“We’re missing one member on our team—is there anyone who can join?”
“Um… what’s the difference between a sample track and a reference track?”
“Does anyone know how to compose? Anyone who can handle composition software is fine!”]
The trainees, attempting self-production for the first time in their lives, floundered about without direction.
But one team alone moved forward smoothly and seamlessly, as if they’d done this before.
[“Does everyone have a concept or theme you’d like to do?”
“We’re not sure about concepts and themes, but… what if we aim for easy listening?”
“Easy listening isn’t bad. It’s trendy these days. If we set the concept and theme to fresh or high-teen vibes, it should work.”]
That was our team.
[“Every time I watch, I feel like Kim Chowol has the makings of a true leader”]
[“Wow, so I wasn’t the only one who felt that, lol. There’s something sharp and capable about him, like a second son”]
Lol if Kim Chowol debuts, let’s make him the leader haha
Leader, huh.
I’d never really thought about it before, but it doesn’t sound half bad.
Looking at recent trends, it was common for capable second or third sons to take the leader role instead of the eldest.
‘Something feels strange.’
Thinking about what comes after debut.
During all those loops of regression, this was a dream I never dared to have.
[“Are we really going with this concept? Won’t it be too cheesy?”
“If you have a better concept, then say it. Don’t just criticize other people’s ideas without offering anything.”
“Is there really no one who can touch a composition program?”
“No, is that really that important right now? We just grab a sample track and reference track, and they’ll make everything for us.”]
Jang Hyuk-soo showed the trainees’ preparation process without any sugar-coating.
“Group project PTSD is coming lol”
[“Wow there are so many incompetent bastards”]
[What kind of self-production can you do with kids like that? Self-production lol ㅠㅠ]
And just as viewers were abandoning ship one by one due to PTSD.
Jang Hyuk-soo inserted our team’s preparation process at a perfectly timed moment.
[“I think mixing falsetto and chest voice for the first verse would sound good—what do you think? We could add ad-libs too. It might work well with a choir-like feel.”
“Hmm… that sounds good. Let me write it down for now. We’ll try singing it later.”
“I’ve been thinking about the choreography for the highlight section… what if we jump high and then kneel to express the image of wings breaking and falling?”
“That works. Let’s try putting in everything we can.”]
The camera alternated between our team preparing smoothly and the other team scrambling in disarray.
Starting with me, favorable public sentiment about our team members began to spread.
[Ah, this is it! Really clears the chest!]
[Kim Cho-wol, the more I look at him, the more he becomes. Isn’t he the perfect leader? [A true leader of this era who accurately understands and trusts the abilities of his team members]
[If my previous workplace team leader, who had zero ability but stubborn as hell, had learned even half of what Kim Chowol knows… our team wouldn’t have fallen apart like that]
[Ah, it’s funny that a group of college students and office workers came up with PTSD in the chat window haha]
Episode 8 unfolded peacefully, contrary to my worries.
For the first time, I watched the segment featuring Yoo Sung on a different team with particular interest.
[“Sung-i, don’t you have a concept you want to do?
Hip-hop or street style wouldn’t be bad either. We have a lot of rappers on our team.”
“Hey, what hip-hop? This isn’t even a program to recruit rappers. Let’s keep it simple, simple, yeah?”]
The team member serving as leader mocked Yoo Sung’s opinion with sarcasm.
Honestly, it wasn’t a bad suggestion, but he seemed to be picking at it out of jealousy.
Knowing Yoo Sung’s temperament better than anyone, I sat nervously beside him, stealing glances.
[“There’s no need to do hip-hop specifically. If you have other better ideas, please share them.”]
Yoo Sung stared at the team member serving as leader for a moment, then shrugged and spoke.
I was startled and instinctively turned to look at Yoo Sung.
“Sung-i, you….”
“What. Why.”
“You’ve really grown a lot.”
I spoke playfully on purpose, ready to indulge him if he got annoyed.
But Yoo Sung snorted and replied coolly.
“Got it.”
He really has grown so much….
I couldn’t remember exactly which vacation it was, but at some point I’d sensed that Yoo Sung had changed slightly.
But after watching today’s broadcast, that feeling transformed into certainty.
With every word and action, Yoo Sung was thinking about how the public would perceive him.
[“First, I found some usable sample tracks and reference tracks.”
“Oh, then should we listen to them?”]
Yoo Sung casually ignored the jealous leader and focused on what he could do.
The viewers marveled at Yoo Sung’s unexpected side.
[What? Was Yoo Sung always like this character? He didn’t seem like this when he was with Kim Chowol]
“OJ gets along better with other people than I thought.”
But that team’s Leader is just fundamentally incompetent. What kind of leader immediately shuts down every opinion his teammates suggest? lol
Unlike Han Theo, who held the unshakeable top position, Yoo Sung’s debut probability was dismal—all because of his sharp temperament.
He’d fight with team members at the drop of a hat, make problematic statements without realizing it, get caught by Jang Hyuk-soo, suffer from devil’s editing….
‘But that also means that if Yoo Sung had no character controversy, he’d be as threatening as Han Theo, who held the unshakeable top position.’
Suddenly, something Yoo Sung had said before the broadcast came to mind.
‘I’m starting to feel a little greedy too.’
‘What?’
‘Let’s do our best until the very end.’
I thought he was just making conversation, but was he more sincere than I realized?
My heart began to pound.
This feeling I’m experiencing now… is it anxiety, or is it excitement?
One thing I’m certain of is that right now, I’m anticipating the final live broadcast Stage more than ever before.
―Zzzing, zziing
While I was absorbed in watching the broadcast, someone’s phone began to ring.
Yoo Sung, who had been glancing around, pulled his phone from his pocket.
“Sorry. It’s mine. Let me just take this call for a moment….”
Yoo Sung, who had risen from the Sofa to move elsewhere, suddenly froze.
Standing motionless, he stared intently at the caller’s name on his phone screen and muttered softly.
“Why is this person suddenly calling me….”
“What? Who is it?”
As I tilted my head in confusion, Yoo Sung exhaled heavily.
“My older brother.”
“Your older brother? Ah….”
That adventurer whose dream he mentioned?

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