Assistant Manager Kim Hates Idols - Chapter 173



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| Episode 173. Discussion (2)

When was the last time you went to a fan meeting? Won Chae-hee tried to count the time. Other than the fact that it was a long time ago, she couldn’t remember anything in particular.

Won Chae-hee suffered a lot of humiliation at the fan meeting that she paid for. She heard more warnings from the security guards and staff than comments from the idols, so she said everything she wanted to say.

On the other hand, the fan meeting notice that UA put out had a bit of a… … refreshing aspect.

≫ [OFFICIAL] Advance notice regarding participation in Spark’s first fan meeting ‘IGNITION’

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Is it possible to take pictures?

─ In this fan meeting, you are free to take pictures as long as it does not interfere with the progress of the fan meeting. We would appreciate it if you could take nice pictures. (In the event that other fans are inconvenienced by continuous shooting, etc., the guide may exceptionally request that you refrain from taking pictures.)

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There was no filming. It wasn’t that there was no filming, but rather that filming was actively encouraged.

This is the first time I’ve seen such an ambitious fan meeting. Won Chae-hee’s camera seemed to be wriggling inside her bag.

In addition, the location was a famous fan meeting spot with a good view. I wondered how the company had been so miserable that they were so sincere in everything they did.

Before the fan meeting started, Won Chae-hee was busy watching the spark baits coming up in Tamra.

‘Since the finals of the A Royal Family were the last activities, will you be wearing a hanbok today? Or a school uniform?’

To be honest, I was willing to let anything go as long as he didn’t come out wearing only a three-striped tracksuit. Seeing that guy in person was one of the few humiliations in Won Chae-hee’s life.

But who did that?

Spark is sincere in ‘all activities’.

The hall, which had been noisy as the people at the entrance swayed, was soon filled with happy shouts.

The first to appear was leader Jeong Seong-bin.

A copper-colored wreath shaped like a laurel wreath rested on her brown hair, and metal chains glittered on her fingers and wrists.

The white tunic and thin, greenish shawl gave off a strangely classical vibe. It was an outfit reminiscent of Greco-Roman mythology.

X-beol, there’s no elf. Just as Won Chae-hee was about to exclaim in admiration, another guy came out from behind her.

Park Joo-woo was wearing a silk shirt with blue ripples running down its folds and a light, not-too-excessive amount of sky blue glitter on both cheeks.

When Won Chae-hee zoomed in, the glitter became a little clearer. Three or four pointed oval shapes were sitting on Park Joo-woo’s cheeks.

Park Joo-woo is like a mermaid prince. While I was guessing to myself, a scream erupted from one side.

‘Shit X.’

Choi Je-ho, with his bangs neatly slicked back, appeared wearing a black set-up with a burgundy shirt.

A chain with a brooch attached to the collar of his shirt. The gold decoration sparkled in the light.

Unlike Spark, who doesn’t wear much makeup, her eyes and lips were filled with energy. Even from Won Chae-hee’s seat, her face seemed to be visible in 4K.

Kang Ki-yeon, who appeared next, looked like she was wearing clothing from an earlier era than Choi Je-ho.

The look of having her hair swept back with pomade without a single hair left over further accentuated Kang Ki-yeon’s signature sharpness.

A muffler, a flashy vest, and a well-fitting coat create the perfect trifecta.

‘Who is that new X wearing gloves? Seriously, aren’t you a pervert?’

The spotless white gloves covering Kang Ki-yeon’s hands made Won Chae-hee think of many things.

The sound of shutters could be heard here and there. The funny thing is that no one was shooting continuously. The sound of people shooting one by one with all their might combined to produce the same volume as continuous shooting.

It was then that the stage entrance lit up brightly as if a spotlight was shining on it.

Lee Cheong-hyeon appeared.

The ornate embroidery stood out on top of the heavy clothing that would be worn by an academy professor in a romance fantasy novel.

They say that purple has long symbolized wealth, and just by looking at his face, he looked like a millionaire.

The color-coordinated graduation cap also suited her well. In some ways, she looked like a top graduate. Nevertheless, Won Chae-hee thought of an unknown wine that was priced at 10 million won per bottle.

It would be a shame not to see that visual with your own eyes. Even for a moment looking into the angle, I had that thought.

Won Chae-hee was very busy taking a picture, raising her head, and then going back to her turtle neck to take another picture.

There was only one member left. While Won Chae-hee was adjusting the angle of the cannon, people around her were moving busily. It seemed like they were taking out a slogan.

‘Can a personal fan event be this bold?’

It was embarrassing. When there’s such a big difference between the members that fans prepare a slogan event for one member, the game can’t go smoothly.

Regardless of Won Chae-hee’s concerns, the last member began to walk out.

A very different, country-style look from the previously flashy fashion of the members.

Checked shirts, overalls, half-rimmed glasses, and vintage sneakers were all strongly suggestive of a certain fashion style.

He seems like he might have a hobby like Bitcoin mining and a specialty like solving cubes quickly.

‘No, does Cody hate only her? Is that why the fans are so protective of her?’

Although the perm on her head made her cute, and the fact that she was hesitant despite having a straight posture was funny, it was somehow sad.

Just as I was about to feel compassion, a loud noise began to come from the audience.

“Lee Wol-ah!”

“It’s all better now, right?!”

Only then did Won Chae-hee see the slogan the fans had written. It said, “Congratulations on Lee Wol’s return.”

‘That’s right. This is his first off-day event since his injury.’

So I forgot that the competition for fan meetings was fierce.

Kim Yi-wol, who was looking at the audience with surprised eyes, kept bowing his waist with an embarrassed smile.

There were shouts from the audience saying, “Don’t bow your head! You’ll break your head!” but he didn’t seem to care. He showed great professionalism.

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Led by Jeong Seong-bin, the members expressed their gratitude to the fans who came to their first fan meeting and their thoughts on forming a fan club. Won Chae-hee wasn’t curious about the comments, so she just took pictures.

The sparks in the angle were literally a mess.

Although the sense of unity was thrown away, the will of each and every one of them to show their extreme beauty was strongly conveyed.

Spark was… … a group with a strong sense of aesthetics… … Won Chae-hee’s hand pressed the shutter without the owner’s command.

“We have prepared some special content for you today.”

“Yes.”

Jeong Seong-bin and Kang Ki-yeon exchanged comments. It seemed like they had already prepared enough with just the clothes, but there must have been something else. Won Chae-hee’s expectations were at rock bottom, perhaps because she had come back from digging for the three-line tracksuit.

“I think everyone was confused because our clothes were so inconsistent, but actually, we had a set concept!”

“We almost ended up like Joo Woo Hyung trying to decide this!”

Naturally, people’s eyes turned to Park Joo-woo, who was maintaining a bright tone. It seemed like he was almost turning his black hair gray.

What they meant by having a concept could be seen in the special stage that followed. This was because the members who prepared the stage were gradually forming a common atmosphere.

The first stage was opened by Jeong Seong-bin and Park Joo-woo.

Park Joo-woo sang a classically arranged version of 『With List』 accompanied by Jeong Seong-bin’s acoustic guitar.

I wondered why they decorated it like an elf and a mermaid prince, but it seemed like it was inspired by a nature-loving pastoral music boy and a siren.

Park Joo Woo’s unique voice was famous even outside of Sparkler. This voice shined even in an ordinary fan meeting.

‘Hearing it in reality is completely different.’

I thought it was good even when I listened to the audio source, but the voice was so great that it made my judgment at the time ridiculous. It was just a shame that this unit only prepared one song.

Next came a dance line with a suit concept. I wondered what they were dancing while wearing those clothes… … .

The two danced a waltz. Won Chae-hee doubted her eyes.

I don’t know if it’s right to dance the waltz like that. I’ve never been particularly interested in that kind of thing.

But it certainly looked cool. The angles were alive, the movement was smooth, and there was a sense of oneness with the music.

These days, idols have to dance the waltz to survive. Even as she thought like an old fart, Won Chae-hee began to feel a little better. The stiffness in her shoulders gradually disappeared.

At this point, I was curious about what the last group would do. I also had a small wish that the heated atmosphere from the waltz would continue.

I was overcome with a sense of anxiety that if I were to have a quiz battle with a scholar and a graduate student dressed like that, it would become boring in an instant.

Kim Yi-wol and Lee Cheong-hyeon appeared on stage with solemn expressions, whether they knew Won Chae-hee’s feelings or not.

“As you all know, these two are the official brains of our team.”

Jeong Seong-bin, who returned from being an elf to being a host, took the microphone.

“So, we decided to choose an item that would allow the two of us to use our brains to our heart’s content.”

I’m screwed. The quiz battle is confirmed.

Now I’m going to spend my time guessing distant foreign capitals that no one cares about…

“This is a relay exposure of the so-called ‘secret stories of others that only I know’!”

……huh?

Can you do that? Is it mutually agreed upon?

The people around Won Chae-hee cheered enthusiastically. Somehow, everyone seemed accustomed to revelations and TMI disclosures.

“The rules are simple. We have to expose each other’s stories that we don’t know, and if even one member reveals something that they know or if one person feels excessively embarrassed, the game ends!”

In short, it meant to tell you guys some funny stories that happened between them. It was an interesting topic in the idol world where relationships are important.

“… … Players from both sides, are you ready?”

Park Joo-woo asked Lee Cheong-hyeon while rubbing his shoulder. Lee Cheong-hyeon smiled with one corner of his mouth raised as if it was easy.

“Do you want to start with me? Or should I start with you?”

He even went as far as to provoke her. One of Kim Yi-wol’s eyebrows twitched.

“Come at it.”

As Kim I-wol allowed the first attack, Lee Cheong-hyeon strode across the stage.

It was a fucking chore. I had to see that face with my naked eyes and capture it on camera.

“brother.”

“… … .”

“If there’s no comma in the number, doesn’t it annoy you even if you pretend it’s not there?”

Lee Cheong-hyeon laughed and snickered.

Kim Il-wol didn’t lose either. Even to this extent, his dignity of not losing his smile stood out.

“If you know, could you please change the number format? I told you.”

“It’s so funny how you keep changing it… … .”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t read anything over ten thousand won without it.”

It was a very trivial story.

But the two were more sincere than anyone else. At this moment, Won Chae-hee wished the operating staff would sell her some popcorn.

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Name: Jeong Seong-bin

Birthday: March 30th

Born: Seoul

Height: 179cm

MBTI: ESFJ

Nicknames: Mental Leader, Instructor, Captain, Teacher, Spark’s Only Conscience

Likes: Vocal lessons, watching the news, watching the night view

Dislikes: His own shortcomings, Jeong Seong-jun’s impulsive behavior, overly sweet food

Motto: Do ​​your best so you won’t regret anything.

Favorite food: Gamjatang

Preferred scent: Cotton

Favorite music genre: Ballad

Favorite sport: e-sports

Confident body part: Ankles

My own habit: When I’m tired, I snore