The Trashy PD Has To Survive as an Idol - Chapter 258

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258

Dodgers Stadium in LA.
Today, the Rix Cup finals would be held here.
With meticulous preparation, the event was being broadcast live not only on the IRIX homepage but also on YouTube.

[Whenever I see IRIX, my stomach kills me, so I quit—but now The Dun is making me watch this…]
[I’m secretly watching at the company and people suddenly got excited asking if the manager likes IRIX]

[Noeul employees skipping work
Noeul using mirrors to secretly watch on their phones.jpg

Haha, oh man, it’s so funny that they were secretly watching the whole time lol

The Rix Cup finals opening was scheduled to begin at 6 PM LA time. In Korea, it was when students on break were stretching out for a lazy sleep, or when office workers were deliberating over lunch menus and getting back to work.
Noeul employees skillfully watched the live broadcast using their phones and mirrors, while students watched comfortably.

[Sightings posted today;;]

[Hair and makeup legendary
The Dun’s makeup and hair styling is seriously never a miss among Noeul fans, even if tastes differ lolol This time, even the hair shop staff followed along with it.

Lol seriously, I’m so grateful
└└Their faces alone seem to kill it..]

While anticipation rippled across SNS as fans chatted excitedly, the Dodgers Stadium finally darkened, and through CGI, Rix Cup characters materialized from all directions, unleashing their skills.

[Wow, what’s this insane scale—only in the land of the free]
Haha, that’s insane! Hahahaha
Dorat looks so cool, I’m even more hyped for The Dun’s performance, damn]

The ground shattered and scattered, and a dark night street descended upon the Dodgers Stadium.

[What is this? What is this? What is this?]
[Is it starting now? The Dun is coming out??]
Hahahahaha look at the Foreign Country people cheering hahahaha their reaction is so good hahahaha
Wow, I bet the reaction videos are gonna blow up this time lol

The Dun’s recent appearances on variety shows had dramatically elevated their international recognition.
As multilingual comments flooded the live stream without pause, the Noeul fans felt a swell of pride.

Just as the pure white Korean signboards began crackling like static interference, a narration drifted through.

【Hello? Are you there?】

The signboards that alone had illuminated the pitch-black night flickered and wrapped themselves in neon light, transforming the world.

【Are we connected?】

Boom!

Colorful smoke scattered in all directions, a massive screen wall opened, and six motorcycles appeared.

[Wow, they’re really killing it]
[What the… they must have spent a fortune…]
[no?? What the hell??? Is it an awards ceremony?? hahaha]

The camera angles shifted to follow the motorcycles spreading outward in all directions, showcasing a dazzling motorcycle show.
The motorcycles that had gathered in the center of the stage, spinning in circles, now lined up side by side facing each other.
Then the floor between them opened, and a lift rose up.

【Do you wanna be connected?】

A man sat atop a motorcycle wearing a helmet, dressed in lace-up boots that clung to his ankles, leather pants, a black rashguard beneath a striking blue techwear jacket, and crimson gloves on his hands.
At the same time, the motorcycles lined up side by side gradually disappeared below the stage.
And his solo sprint began.

[Wow, it really looks like he’s actually riding]
[Insane;;;]

Neon signs of various colors streaked past, and darkness swallowed the space in his wake.

Screeeech—!

The motorcycle skids to a halt with a rough drift, the tires wailing against the asphalt.
The man standing as if to defy the darkness itself finally removes his helmet.
The camera zooms in for a close-up.

[Damn it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Kim Sung-hyun has arrived.
The screen fills with Kim Sung-hyun’s image—helmet resting atop the motorcycle, disheveled hair swept back, his gaze cool and indifferent as he surveys the scene.

[Are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy are you crazy]
[Right, who else has this physicality and concept? Main Sung-hyun for sure, totally agree]
[Did they coat gold on the guys in LA? Damn, their faces are insane]
[Sung-hyun, I’m actually getting mad right now
Come back home immediately]

As Kim Sung-hyun steps down from the motorcycle, the word “Connected” appears on the screen behind him, and the song’s intro begins.
Just as Kim Sung-hyun strides toward the darkness and his foot crosses the camera’s frame,

【Then you need to come to my field.】

The screen transitions with a crackling, electric sound.
Metal clinks against metal, weaving through the melody’s gaps, as Kang Yi-chae emerges wearing a crimson jacket and heavy chain-laden shoes that seem to weigh him down.
Kang Yi-chae approaches closer to the audience, drops to one knee, and raises the handheld microphone.

【Finally this boring time passes
I love watching you glow
Come up to the ring on my terms】

As if to prove it’s a live performance,

[Ahhhhhhhhh]

Even the jingling of his accessories comes through the microphone.

[The Dun is performing live!!!!!!]
[All you bastards who said they couldn’t perform live, get over here!!]
[You guys talking about recordings, come out right now
I can even hear the sound of the chain rattling lol

The Noeul fans who witnessed the vibrant live performance couldn’t contain their excitement,

【Chase me like if you can
Shift up and press the pedal all the way down
(Yeah This is my race!)
Whoever falls behind first loses】

Next came Jung Da-jun’s turn.
With platinum blonde hair that now leaned closer to silver, Jung Da-jun stepped forward and delivered rap, singing, and performance all at once, his gaze fixed on the camera.

【Can you follow me?】

Then he made a motion of tapping the camera before tilting the angle upward.

[When did our puppy become this cool?]
[He’s insane, our doggy’s becoming a megastar, I’m losing it… ah, why am I at the company, why am I not in America?]

The screen flipped, and through the VCR, a mesmerizing cyberpunk world filled with neon light descended from above, revealing towering buildings.

【Are we connected?】

Among those buildings stood Sung Ji-won.
Perched on the rooftop railing, he lifted the corners of his mouth ever so slightly.

【Don’t be afraid
You don’t need to look back
I can be your guide】

The rough, rushing atmosphere transformed into something grand in an instant.
When his noble and pristine voice filled Dodgers Stadium, Seo Ho-yoon, dressed in a biker jacket with orange patches, appeared and took Sung Ji-won’s hand.

【Don’t hesitate
Just move forward
I will never leave your side】

Seo Ho-yoon lifted Sung Ji-won to his feet and took over the vocals from behind.
Just as the melody reached its crescendo, Sung Ji-won’s voice, layering harmonies beside him, exploded with power, stretching the note to its absolute limit.

[This is insane …]
[Yo, Sung Ji-won, are you crazy?? Is this live performance seriously insane??]
Look at Sung Ji-won and Seo Ho-yoon’s relaxed expressions lol, they’re like “this is a piece of cake” lol

They didn’t just match the original recording—they completely dominated it.
At that climactic moment, Seo Ho-yoon’s lips are captured in close-up.

【Ready to be connected?】

When the screen returns, all the CGI vanishes and colorful neon lights converge on the center of the stage.
Finally, with The Dun assembled, the dance break begins with Kim Sung-hyun at the center.

[Kim Sung-hyun, what is he right now? The dance break is insane, real talk—he and Jung Da-jun are in perfect sync]
Lmao these kids are seriously unhinged

Led by Kim Sung-hyun, who dances with crisp control over dynamics and intensity, the members move like waves. Without a single misstep, they execute the intense choreography with razor-sharp precision, matching the ever-accelerating beat.

【You’re praying wrong, Umm Hmm
You should be praying to me, Damn
That’s my favorite part】

Kang Yi-chae, raising his voice a pitch higher than usual, grins wickedly as he charges forward.

【Handle me like if you can】

He ruffles his hair and swings his arms toward the camera.
Simultaneously, the view spins dizzily, then the dark night street drops back into frame, and as sirens wail, a police car rushes closer—all the lights cut to black with a sharp snap.

[Wow, that was seriously exhilarating!!!!!!!!!]

Soon, each team advancing to the Rix Cup finals is introduced, and the actual game begins in earnest, but the fervent energy of the Noeul fans shows no signs of cooling.

Hahaha, look at everyone shutting up when he actually came all the way to the United States live to prove it haha. Ah, that’s seriously refreshing, so refreshing.
If you like The Dun, you’re never bored, seriously. Whenever the haters come out, the Noeul fans go and shut them down hard, and The Dun proves it with skill. Man, that’s so damn fun.
[Sigh… These guys are seriously the best… I’m so incredibly proud of them]

Doing things well from the start is nothing but boring, after all.
Without a little controversy—that MSG of public discourse—wouldn’t the anticipation lose its flavor?

Not long after The Dun’s opening stage at the Rix Cup ended, videos flooded YouTube with titles like “The Dun Furious Over Lip-Sync Controversy.”

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.
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“The Dun! You were completely sexy and amazing!”
“Thank you, thank you….”
“The crowd reaction was incredible! And the live performance!”
“Ah, thank you.”

Having wrapped up the performance without incident, Kim Sung-hyun felt an odd aftertaste of unease.
Despite it being a flawless execution.
Backstage, foreign staff and IRIX representatives lavished praise upon him, but with his poor English, Kim Sung-hyun could only manage “thank you” in response.
He watched from a distance as Seo Ho-yoon fluently delivered his gratitude.

‘Why did he insist on switching to a handheld microphone?’

It was the first thing Seo Ho-yoon had pushed for during rehearsals.
Considering the dance break, performing without a handheld mic would have been far better.

‘Seo Ho-yoon… could he have… started this live performance controversy….’

Did he light this fire himself?
Even as Kim Sung-hyun recognized the thought as excessive, Seo Ho-yoon’s past track record flickered through his mind.
His eyes narrowed to slits.
Then, as he turned to wipe the sweat from his forehead, his gaze locked directly with Seo Ho-yoon’s.
Seo Ho-yoon’s lips curled into a smirk.

“Babe, you did great?”

The staff members hurrying past paused, murmuring “Babe?” and “That’s so sweet!”
Before Kim Sung-hyun could respond, Seo Ho-yoon simply waved his hand and leaned against the Maknae’s shoulder ahead of him, playing around.

‘Crazy bastard….’

…But then again.

‘If it’s Seo Ho-yoon, that’s entirely possible.’

Kim Sung-hyun, already accustomed to Seo Ho-yoon’s eccentric behavior, dismissed his doubts without much concern and followed behind the members.

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