Producer with no Regrets - Chapter 776



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Episode 776

I don’t know if it was because I was delusional, but the situation captured on camera was strange.

Joara was talking about this and that, exuding the aura of a senior. At that moment, Hana smiled darkly.

Miyoko, who saw it happening in real time from the side, despaired.

‘If this is broadcast as is, it will be a big problem.’

If I were Korean, I would have thought, ‘That’s it.’

What kind of people are the broadcasting station production staff? They are people who only look for fun.

Broadcast producers are obsessed with making every second of their show entertaining. They believe that if it’s not entertaining for even a second, viewers will change the channel.

Wouldn’t those people broadcast this scene?

‘I’ll definitely put it in.’

Even Bugbug has no one to look after him.

If the production team wants to, they can use him as a sacrifice for the viewer ratings.

What’s worse is…

‘I can’t help you.’

Helping would only make the situation worse.

“What’s so funny?”

Joara pushed one. Although she pushed, this was closer to helping.

If Jo Ara hadn’t brought one laughter to the surface, the production team would have edited it to their liking and half-killed one.

Because it was a really out of context laugh.

‘One, cheer up.’

This is a crisis that cannot be compared to the time of the mission.

“Aren’t you going to answer?”

One of them had a face as white as a sheet of paper. It was worse than Wakana, who had been scolded by Joara earlier.

She fiddled with the front of her dress as was her habit when she was in trouble. She fiddled with it like crazy.

“S, S, S, Imagination.”

Finally one spoke up.

“I imagined it… … .”

“What are you imagining? What are you talking about?”

One of them shut her eyes tightly as if she wanted to run away. Her thin eyelashes fluttered.

“I imagine that people will support me because I’m a good dancer… .”

“… … .”

“… … .”

It felt like time had stopped.

One of them was so red that his whole body was redder than he could have been. He was redder than someone who doesn’t drink alcohol and just took a shot of soju.

She had a hallucination that it seemed as if steam from a pitcher of water was flying above her head.

And Joara placed her hand on his head.

“You’re cute.”

The filming set was filled with laughter. The more it was like that, the more one couldn’t raise their head.

Miyoko next to him clenched her fist, holding back her exclamation. It was a perfect save.

“If you pass the assignment, I will praise you personally.”

“Go, thank you… … .”

Joara’s practice session continued for about an hour.

After filming the first 10 minutes or so, the production team came to this decision.

“As expected, there’s nothing to be gained from the practice scenes.”

The mentor only teaches the student.

Both are honest.

There is no room for dramatic situations to arise.

“I think the good scenes will come out during the evaluation.”

The writers and producers continued to hold heated meetings even as Jo Ara’s training continued.

Seongpil listened to the meeting without interfering in any way.

“Ara, you are really immersed in the character you asked me to play.”

“Will it be the same during the evaluation?”

“Asking me to point out the parts I couldn’t explain because I exaggerated… … .”

“Since you said it’s basic, wouldn’t it reach a certain level when the evaluation time comes?”

“It’s a bit much to push too hard.”

“The advantage of the highest difficulty mission that the main PD mentioned… … .”

The practical session ended without any significant material being obtained.

The production team was looking forward to the evaluation date coming soon.

That’s when the gold mine of broadcasting time will reveal itself.

* * *

“Araya, you worked hard.”

There are vending machines lined up on the left wall of the training center building.

Seongpil handed a carbonated drink from the vending machine to Joara, who was sitting on the bench. When she took the drink, Seongpil sat down next to her.

Joara had an old face for about 30 minutes after finishing her internship.

“mister.”

When Joara weakly tried to rest her head on Seongpil’s shoulder, Seongpil quickly fell away.

“Pretending to be weak, Ni-eun (n).”

“Isn’t it so different from 5 years ago? Back then, just the expression on your face as you were thinking about what to eat today… … .”

Joara made a strange expression and did a strange impression.

“Araya, what’s up? Araya, what’s wrong? Araya, should I buy you something to drink? I said that. But what’s wrong now?”

“Well, doesn’t that mean I’ve grown more than I did five years ago?”

“It’s changed, it’s changed. Time is fleeting.”

Joara nervously opened the can’s lid.

Seongpil looked at her with suspicious eyes.

‘These days, kids all say similar things.’

All the members of the Girls’ League say similar things to Seongpil.

It’s different from the old days.

Why did it change like this?

How did it end up like this?

It’s a phenomenon that seems as if something had been planned.

‘Even when they were trainees, they shared with me how they could get sympathy and get food for me.’

I wonder if they’re sharing any methods of gaslighting Sungpil within the Girls’ League?

Well, rather than that, there is a reason that comes to mind.

‘Is it because of the bug bug?’

In fact, this sign has been seen since long ago. It was when the debut group of Chaotic Energy was selected.

Whenever Sungpil would say things like, “I’m going to see Yuuto,” or “I’m going to see Kim Samuel,” the members would jokingly react like this.

‘Are we less concerned because we caught the fish?’

It seems like it has skyrocketed since this broadcast.

‘Come to think of it, I was like this in my past life too.’

The idols of Success Entertainment also tend to change their attitudes little by little when a new group appears.

He used to joke about his situation, saying things like, “We’re just the backwaters of the Yangtze River.”

Idols are sensitive to changes in time.

As new generation idols emerge, this change will be felt more strongly.

‘Especially if your producer is in charge of a new group.’

In other words, the Girls’ League indirectly experiences the change of time because of Bugbug.

Chaotic Energy is a boy group, so I didn’t really feel it, but if Garo Enter’s next girl group comes out…

“I can’t lend you a shoulder to lean on, but I can listen to your story.”

There was a time when Jo Ara said in the US, “You have 3 years left on your contract, so do well.” Even if it was a joke, it’s not like there wasn’t even 1% of sincerity mixed in.

Jo-ah is a person of interest to Seong-pil.

“What’s difficult?”

“Why are you suddenly raising your voice? This is ridiculous.”

“Shall I comb your hair?”

Joara looked at Seongpil as if he were a criminal. Then she looked around and smiled faintly.

“Oh, that. I remember. When was it?”

“I don’t remember exactly. Was it when I was a trainee or in your first year?”

There was a time when Jo Ara said she felt secretly happy when Seongpil combed her hair.

From then on, Sungpil said that he would comb her hair as if he was teasing her. Whenever that happened, Joara would get angry.

Joara tapped the floor with her shoes and other items.

“You know, back in the old days, I could recall everything that happened with you, month by month and week by week. But now, I can’t even remember how many years it was.”

“Because it’s five years. It’s long.”

“The old man who could be considered a young man is now at an age where he will become a real old man.”

“You’ve become a lady.”

“I guess I was 18 when we first met.”

Joara absentmindedly brushed the hair behind her ear.

“You’re a lady now. If you had gone to college, you would be preparing to graduate by now, right?”

“No.”

“Why, you said you knelt for a year?”

“I guess he was slowly establishing himself as a choreographer.”

“Oh really.”

Joara lightly tapped Seongpil on the shoulder with her shoulder.

“Abu has become a master.”

“Aren’t you Abu?”

“I know. I remember this exactly.”

“Huh? What?”

“If I hadn’t become an idol, I would have become a very famous choreographer.”

Joara’s thick eyebrows fell loosely. The eyes beneath them stared at the current Seongpil, with layers of simple memories.

“That was probably… about 3 years ago. The weather was similar to this. Also, the old man didn’t have any wrinkles around his eyes. He didn’t have any wrinkles that formed a line under his eyes when he smiled.”

“wrinkles…….”

Seongpil felt his eyes with his index finger.

“I managed it the way you taught me, but I guess I can’t beat time.”

“Did I ever teach you any management techniques?”

“Huh? Uh… … Sorry. I misunderstood.”

“Who is that? The 12-year-old girlfriend who made the choreography for ‘Bad’? Thinking about it again, I want to kill her. Even if she’s lying, she’d say something like that.”

“… … Uh, um, I, I don’t know. Who was it? I don’t know who it was, but they told me.”

“If you’re going to teach me how to manage it, you should teach it properly. That person might have caused me to have more wrinkles. I should just go to an aesthetician.”

“……uh.”

Joara leaned back on the bench with both hands and looked up at the sky.

“It’s hard. Teaching is hard.”

“Bug bug? The kids aren’t following along well?”

“No. It’s the teaching itself. Well, I’m not a trainer, so I expected it, but it’s harder than I thought.”

Seongpil blinked his eyes.

“That’s different from what you said before. You said you were the miracle trainer who even revived Hayang?”

“No, it’s different with Ha-yang. Ha-yang unnie seemed like she would do it no matter what I told her to do. Also, Ha-yang unnie didn’t make me do it from the basics. She was more like going over the choreography.”

“But, is it difficult because Bugbug teaches you from the basic techniques?”

“Well, what should I say, I feel that doing something and teaching something are different. I realize once again how amazing the teacher is.”

There are three main types of professions that make a living from dancing.

A person who dances, a player.

A choreographer, a person who creates dance.

A person who teaches dance, a trainer.

The player is Joara.

I know that, but… … .

“It seems like you teach well?”

“Sir, have you ever thought about the teaching stage?”

Plan your lessons.

Decide on the class content.

And taking classes.

Evaluate.

Give feedback.

“I never thought about the class format, decided on the content, or evaluated or gave feedback. I just recalled what I learned from Teacher Baek. I just copied the surface. Do you know how embarrassed I was inside?”

“That may be true. But that’s what’s on the show.”

“That’s why it’s like that.”

Joara ruffled her hair as if she was frustrated.

“I’m just following the shell. What if my map is weird and Bugbug ruins the Tokyo Collection stage?”

The worst thing is when you’re just one step short.

Just one step to completion.

“If that one step was because of my shortcomings in teaching Bugbug in the first place… … .”

As an educator, Joara was struggling.

She had a sense of responsibility that went beyond just making sure things looked good on TV.

That’s why I’m suffering.

Sungpil was impressed by Jo Ara’s appearance. He thought she was really cool because she was not only an idol, but also sincere in everything she did.

“Araya.”

“Is there any way?”

“You are so cool.”

“ok?”

Seongpil showed a smile that came from his heart.

“There’s no way a class like this wouldn’t go well for someone who thinks this hard. If you think about dancing as seriously as I do, Bugbug will definitely notice something.”

“… … .”

Joara jumped up. She turned her head to the other side as if throwing it.

“Do you know that you are a very cowardly man?”

“Are you a coward?”

“You reject all the compliments I give you like a frog, but you say all sorts of things to me.”

“What are you talking about? I gladly accepted that you called me the best producer.”

“You only do professional things! You say things like you’re cool or whatever!”

“You don’t like fundamental compliments?”

“You mean to say something like that and receive it! You don’t accept compliments yourself, but you say embarrassing things to others? You don’t want me to compliment you and just be happy and shy?”

“Uh, I never thought about it that way… … . I just told you not to do it because all the compliments you give me seem like sexual harassment… … . Just a while ago, you sexually harassed me by saying things like I’m energetic and masculine… … .”

“Why are you pretending to be the victim again (when you are the real victim)?!”

Joara turned her head to Seongpil. From the sound of his voice, it seemed that he was somewhat embarrassed by the compliment, “You’re cool.”

“That’s cowardly!”

Seongpil desperately tried to hold back his laughter. He desperately tried to act as if he was the victim, feeling intimidated.

Because it was funny to see Joara scream in embarrassment.

“But I don’t feel good when I hear compliments like that… … .”

“But why arginine… … .”

“You’re really going to die!”

As Sungpil shouted his battle cry, Joara smiled wickedly.

It’s an expression that clearly shows that he’s thinking, ‘This is it.’

“You’re obsessed while pretending not to on the outside! Am I right? Am I wrong? Am I right? No!”

Seongpil felt a sense of deja vu.

This is something I often encountered with Joara in my past life. It’s like she’d stray from the topic we were originally arguing about to something completely different.

That means Joara wanted to get away from this topic. I don’t know why she was so embarrassed about just praising it as ‘cool’.

Seongpil barely managed to suppress his anger.

“Yeah, you’re right.”

“You’re obsessed with me?! What, uh, what do you want me to do?! Saying things like that to me is literally sexual harassment!”

“No, it’s true that I’m a coward. From now on, I’ll humbly accept your compliments.”

“… … Ah. Well, okay.”

As Sungpil admitted it, Joara’s anger also subsided rapidly. This was also the same as her previous life.

Even though they fight until their necks are bloodshot, Jo Ara quickly comes to her senses when Sung Pil admits his mistake. And in an instant, she begins to feel ashamed of her past self.

“Back to the original topic, if you are feeling overwhelmed by training, there is a way. Call a professional trainer. What do you think?”

It is a realistic way to reduce Joara’s burden.

But Joara didn’t immediately say, “Okay.” She turned her gaze away, twisting her short hair with her index finger, and then quietly muttered.

“I’ll just do it. I want to show sincerity as much as I can.”

“This is really cool… … .”

“That’s why I said that! You said I was cool, but you can’t just say, ‘Oh, okay, then let’s just do that’! This is gaslighting!”

Joara’s anger, which originated from embarrassment, was revived. She was so angry that she even recalled Rika’s catchphrase from three years ago.

After Jo Ara finished filming ‘Aoa (Artist of Artists)’, Sungpil thought that he had completely kicked her out of her past life.

But today, my past life came to mind clearly.

In the sense that I miss you.

* * *

“You may find it hard to believe, but.”

The Bugbugs sat in a circle in one corner of the training center’s playground. Jang Ha-yang stood in the center.

“When I was a trainee, I didn’t have much stamina. I would collapse even after practicing just a little bit.”

“Ah, such an idiot (sonna bakana)… … I can’t believe it (shinjirarenai)… … .”

“It was a daily occurrence for me to become exhausted while practicing.”

Jang Ha-yang glanced at Miyoko.

Miyoko felt the pressure in her eyes.

‘Don’t be so nervous about dancing and getting tired.’

It seems to be saying that.

Jang Ha-yang seemed proud of the days when she practiced to the point of exhaustion.

“Those were the days when I sipped salt-and-sugar water to recharge my energy. It was really hard… … .”

Not only Bugbug, but also the staff filming the film did not know what salt sugar water was. It was difficult to imagine the existence of water mixed only with salt and sugar.

“But now.”

When Jang Ha-yang took off her padding, her sharp body lines wrapped in sportswear were revealed.

“It turned out like this.”

“Oh, it’s solid.”

Jang Ha-yang quickly put her padding back on.

It must have been cold.

“It may be surprising, but muscles are essential for dancing. Idols who focus only on losing weight will inevitably have poor performance quality. If they are in a girl group, their bodies will only be able to dance in a light manner. Generally, the reason boy groups have powerful dances is because of the difference in basic muscle mass. So, what is your first task?”

“It’s exercise!”

“Correct answer.”

Jang Ha-yang stroked Nishino’s head.

“Eh, huh?”

A phong heart seemed to rise above Nishino’s head. She could feel every muscle in her body as she restrained the beast Jang Ha-yang with her whole body.

Was it from that time that I fell in love…?

“Muscles are energy-eating monsters. If they are not given enough nutrients and are not continuously stimulated, the brain will give the order.”

Get rid of muscle.

“Even 1g of muscle is precious, but if you are even a little lazy, it will disappear in an instant. It’s hard to build, but it’s so easy to lose, it’s such a frustrating thing… … .”

Jang Ha-yang stroked her own biceps as if she was loving them. In fact, she loved her own body.

Because of the helplessness I always felt from my weak past self, I came to love my strong current self as a reaction.

“So, let’s exercise every day starting today. It’s to build up our stamina. Yes, Nishino-san. Ask your questions.”

“Didn’t you say that muscle is difficult to build?”

“Well, do you know how muscles are built?”

“Does it happen if you exercise?”

“Correct answer.”

“Haaah… … .”

Nishino let out a moan of ecstasy as his head was stroked again.

“To be exact, it happens when you exercise and are supplied with the nutrients necessary for muscle building. When you exercise, it means that you are stimulating your body. I’ll explain it with an analogy. If you usually move 100, but then move 101, your brain gives the order.”

Huh? Do I need 101 more muscle mass in the future? Then let’s build 1 more muscle mass.

“If you exert even a little more force than usual, your stamina increases. The brain tries to build the body as needed for survival. If it doesn’t need it, it reduces it, and if it does, it builds it. It’s a simple mechanism, right?”

“Yes, sir!”

“So, even a little bit is good. If you exercise a little every day, in two months you will be in much better physical shape than you are now.”

The BugBug members generally had a favorable impression of Jang Ha-yang. The reason he turned into a beast before was probably because it was entertainment.

Looking at the angelic Jang Ha-yang of today, it is impossible to think that she is the same person as the Jang Ha-yang of the past. Perhaps the current Jang Ha-yang is her real self.

Everyone thought so.

Except one.

‘It’s you?’

‘Look at me!’

‘Come here!’

When I think back to that time, I get goosebumps just standing in front of Jang Ha-yang.

“Ahaha, now that the explanation is over, shall we begin? First, let’s start with running.”

15 minutes later.

“Wow!”

Wakana, a ghost member of the handball club, lay down on the dirt floor and vomited loudly.

Jang Ha-yang approached next to him.

“Student Nakayoshi.”

“Ugh, ugh, yes, huh?”

“Is it hard?”

“Yes, yes… … .”

Wakana’s eyes were filled with tears, like a baby bird looking at its mother bird after a long time.

I was filled with the desire to show off to Jang Ha-yang. Jang Ha-yang sharpened his eyes when he saw Wakana like that.

“What did I say? That you have to push your body until your brain thinks, ‘Huh? This is going to be a disaster. I can’t survive in the wild. I need to build muscle.’”

“to……?”

“Stop being a spoiled brat and get up. We need to give some tension to Nakayoshi’s slack brain.”

“But, but… … .”

My stomach feels like it’s churning and my head is spinning…

“here.”

Jang Ha-yang held out a bottle of water.

“It’s salt sugar water. Salt and sugar are almost the only nutrients that are absorbed and act immediately in the body. Drink it.”

“… … .”

“No, I think it’ll be more effective if you add more sugar and salt to the sports drink. Drink it and get up.”

Wakana received the water bottle, shaking like crazy.

Gulp, gulp.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh… … .”

I hate it so much, I really hate it so much, but when I drink it, I feel so strong… … . It’s a bad feeling, like energy is spreading throughout my body… … .

“When you stand at a concert later, you have to sing and dance for two hours. Are you going to throw up and collapse and lie down? Are you going to lie down in bed and sleep after performing a medley of three songs in a row at the opening? Is this the extent of Nakayoshi-kun’s idolism?”

“… … Ugh.”

Wakana bit her lip and stepped on the ground. Then she got up. Her legs were shaking like crazy, like a newborn baby goat.

“Run, I’ll run.”

Jang Ha-yang grabbed Wakana by the neck and pulled her towards him. After touching their foreheads, Jang Ha-yang said.

“That’s the right answer. Please continue to live with the determination you made today to stand up. Wherever you go, whenever you feel like falling down, remember this moment. And think to yourself. I am a child who can do it. No matter how much it hurts, no matter how much it feels like I’m going to vomit, no matter how hard it is to the point of death, I am a child who can stand up.”

“Huh, huh, Mentor Hayang… … .”

Wakana cried and hugged Jang Ha-yang.

Jang Ha-yang gently stroked her back as if he was a gentleman.

“i envy you…….”

Nishino, who was running past, looked at me with regret.

In this way, Jang Ha-yang became the pacemaker and helped Wakana finish the race.

Looking at that, PD Junpei and the staff thought.

“Isn’t Hayang a broadcasting genius?”

If you capture it on camera, the amount will be copied.

Jang Ha-yang had to cross the ocean to finally find her place in the entertainment industry.

Two days until the first midterm assessment.

* * *

It was two days until the first midterm evaluation for the assignment… … .

“Just a little more, let’s rest… … .”

After Jang Ha-yang’s special physical training.

The members were locked in their dorm rooms and rested for hours. It couldn’t be helped, since their legs would tremble just from standing up.

Some people fell asleep as soon as they lay down.

Looking at that, one thought occurred to me.

‘Isn’t this really a big problem…?’

Jang Ha-yang’s physical training was an unexpected ambush.

One looked at Miyoko hesitantly. He wanted to consult with her and find a solution.

“Keuhhh… … .”

‘Sister, you’re sleeping too?!’

In the end, there was no choice but to continue lying in the room.

I didn’t want people to think I was a selfish kid if I went to practice alone.

As I was sitting there, one of them suddenly twisted his body. He was thinking about the curse words he had seen on SNS.

Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes.

‘Zenjaaaaang… …!’

I’m pretty enough to be called that!

She’s pretty even at school!

There are so many pretty people around me that my face is below average!

How can you think you got the job through dishonest means when you keep criticizing me for having such an ugly face?!

These are just illogical accusations from start to finish!

I’m still growing, so there’s hope that I can become prettier!

“Whew, whoosh… … .”

One has decided.

If we continue like this, we won’t be able to eat or sleep.

then.

‘My true strength… … .’

No choice but to reveal it.

‘Yeah, if I’m not really outstanding externally, there’s only one way to get noticed.’

It’s all about skill.

‘Just as Seiko is called the Queen of Songs, I will become the King of Dance.’

He who has eyes, let him see.

He who has ears, let him hear.

I am Hana-chan from Bugbug… … .

“Huh, huh, heh heh heh… … .”

There’s now one and a half days left until the first midterm assessment.