Chapter 80: Star Manager (4)
TL: emptycube / ED: Isleidir
“Ah, he’s definitely okay, that manager.”
Producer Yoon said as he turned his gaze towards the managers.
Manager Jung Sunwoo immediately caught his eye amongst the bland managers. It seemed he was still shocked by the reveal of his dark past as he was rubbing his face. Even this grabbed people’s attention.
Writer Park looked in the same direction and smiled.
“He’s better than okay, he’s very good. The majority of the remarks Neptune made that I think we should keep are ones that are from a back-and-forth with their manager.”
“Now that I think about it, that’s true.”
“He gives off a completely different feeling. At first, their comments were typical as if they had memorized them night after night, but once their manager joined in, they became much livelier.”
At first, there was no doubt that the expressions Neptune had were those of rookies. They were okay with it though as they didn’t hold many expectations for a new girl group that didn’t have a lot of experience appearing on entertainment shows.
The role they expected Neptune to take was to tell the story behind Lee Songha’s controversies, which their viewers would be interested in, and to catch the viewers’ attention with their pretty looks amongst the group of males. This was all.
If they hoped for a little more, it was that their chemistry with their manager was entertaining.
However, it was beyond what they had expected.
Like Writer Park said, their manager had a great influence on this current good mood.
Whirling a permanent marker in her hand, Writer Park said,
“There are tons of rookies who are overenthusiastic and go overboard, but they are doing fine. They speak well, and their tone and pronunciation are good that we can hear them clearly. Which is why our eyes keep looking in their direction.”
“This really, I almost can’t even look at the ones I held expectations for with open eyes, but we got lucky with people we didn’t hold any expectations for.”
“I know, right? What would we have done if we didn’t cast them at the last minute.”
“Thinking of it makes me dizzy. I might have even opened up a bottle of soju in the editing room.”
The people they had expected do better than average were flopping one after another, especially Kim Dongho, who had been an aspiring comedian. He tested the MCs’ patience with his terrible jokes, which felt like a chilling wind. Park Taepyeong even stopped talking to him a while ago.
Producer Yoon licked his lips and said,
“If they can continue like this outdoors, then there’s nothing more I could want from them.”
“I think Mr. Taepyeong is going to look after them. Can’t we be hopeful?”
“Look after them? Not Mr. Sukwoo, but Senior Taepyeong?”
At his tone that seemed to ask if she had made a mistake, Writer Park just shrugged. She looked at Jung Sunwoo and Park Taepyeong, who was giggling next to him.
“He looks after good rookies like he said. To me, it looks like Mr. Taepyeong really likes Manager Jung Sunwoo.”
*
As soon as they finished filming in the studio, people began to move en-masse.
The staff and the cast cleaned up the studio and gathered outside for the outdoor shoot. The forecast kept saying there would be a cold wave, and it really was damn cold. When I sighed, steam flowed out from my mouth. It reminded me of how I felt about my soul.
With a faint smile, I asked the camerawoman filming me,
“The dark past part from before, can we edit that out?”
“Nope. Even if I were the main producer, I’d keep it.”
I thought that would be the case since the main producer came up to me with his lips curved up to his ears and gave me a ton of encouragement. He said something about how, if I continued like this, I would receive casting calls for entertainment shows.
It wasn’t welcome news at all.
Afterwards, Im Seoyoung poked my shoulder. With an expression that looked like a criminal on her way to exile or a puppy that had just made an enormous mistake, she blinked her round eyes. If she had a tail, it would droop down to the ground.
The cameraman assigned to Neptune stuck his camera in and filmed this scene.
“Oppa, oppa.”
“What, what?”
When I replied nonchalantly, Im Seoyoung’s complexion brightened.
“I really, truly think my mouth has gone crazy. I had a mental breakdown when they said there would be no logic quiz, and since victory was dangling in front of my eyes because Lee Songha was doing so well, I felt a sense of urgency. I felt like something bad would happen if we lost or something. Euaah, oppa, are you okay?”
“Of course, I’m fine.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, in front of the camera.”
“… What if there isn’t a camera?”
I glanced at the camera before saying gloomily,
“Seoyoung, if I die when I go back home for Lunar New Year’s Day, the cause of death would be out of embarrassment. I’ll ask that they bury you alive in my grave.”
“Oh my god!”
Im Seoyoung crouched down. It looked like her soul had drifted off and only paper-thin husk remained, fluttering in her place. After watching her like this for a few seconds, I patted her hunched shoulders.
“I’m joking, you can stick your head back out.”