Entertainment Life W Chapter 125:

Chapter 125:

Chapter 125

Idol Ga Olympics. (1)

“Yes! We are starting the first ‘Idol Ga Olympics’!”

“An opening ceremony is a must for the Olympics! Let’s welco the players!”

“First… the girl group Shy Girls!”

As the MC announced, the participants entered the stage one by one. Since there were no fans in the audience, they sat down in the seats as soon as they reached the stage.

“Bro.”

“We et a lot these days. Stop following us around.”

“Isn’t it you who are following us?”

Awi and Mykit greeted each other with a high-five. Jisoo asked Juhyuk.

“What gas are you playing?”

“All of them.”

“Really?”

“We wrote down everything we wanted to play in advance, but we don’t know yet. We have to see the brackets.”

“Wow. Are you good at gas?”

The mbers of Awi gave a aningful smile. Wouldn’t they be good if they averaged out?

“We are good.”

“What’s with this confidence?”

The mbers of Mykit tilted their heads back and puffed their cheeks. When Juhyuk asked them what they were playing, the mbers of Mykit smiled awkwardly.

“Actually, we wrote down everything too.”

“Oh, so you are good at gas too.”

“Not really. But it’s better to play everything if we want to get so screen ti.”

If they lose, they can at least show their faces for a few seconds. Juyoung laughed bitterly. Awi had a similar idea to Mykit. It was better to play as many gas as possible to get so screen ti.

“You and us think alike.”

“Maybe other idol groups do too? But you guys will get more screen ti anyway, right?”

Ian turned his head sharply and looked at Seon with a bitter tone.

“Why?”

“…Nothing.”

Seon’s face looked calm, unlike his tone. Ian wondered if he heard wrong and fixed his eyes on the monitor. The MC flipped the cue card and held up the microphone.

“When it cos to gas, we can’t leave out these people.”

“That’s right. They are the pioneers of the mafia ga in the middle of the Olympics!”

The MC was accompanied by an announcer and a ga broadcast caster. That’s why they were high on tension from the start.

Following the staff’s guidance, Chulmin turned his head and looked at the mbers of Awi.

“How do we look right now?”

“Very good.”

The mbers of Awi gave a thumbs up and the satisfied mbers of Mykit headed to the stage.

“See you later. We’ll beat you up.”

“Don’t make

laugh. Don’t cry after you lose miserably.”

Chulmin’s provocation made Taewoong snort. After Mykit, five more teams entered and it was finally Awi’s turn.

“They are a hot group these days! The global trend group! Awi!”

Usually, hearing the cheers of fans was part of the fun of entering, but they were replaced by the cheers of fellow singers.

“Where are our seats?”

“There they are.”

There were cloth na tags on the backrests of the seats that they used during rehearsal. Their seats were in the second row from the front, right in front of the cara.

Sodam, who sat at the end, received a cue card from the staff. Sodam, who was selected as M’s music show MC, was going to act as a special MC in the middle of the Olympics.

“Now! Let’s call it ‘Idol Ga Olympics’ or ‘Olympics’ for short, how does it work?”

“As soon as you enter the stage, this place is being live-stread on the real-ti streaming platform ‘Strear TV’!”

“The donation revenue generated by this will be donated to facilities in need! For streaming safety issues, video donations are not allowed!”

Live chat comnts are only visible to the MC, not to the singers. The officials from ‘Strear TV’ will ban any excessive chat reactions or donation comnts in real ti.

“Fans can also enjoy it in real ti! On holiday broadcasts, edited versions with funny reactions from viewers with great sense of humor will be broadcasted!”

“Think of it as a ga version of ‘My Little Television’!”

The idols raised their hands and cheered at the high-tension progress of the announcer and caster. On ‘Strear TV’, fans’ chats and donations increased explosively.

“Before we start the ga, we can’t miss out on interviews with our participants! Let

introduce our special MC who is sitting in the audience!”

“Yes! Hello! I’m Sodam, the youngest mber of Awi!”

Sodam waved her hand skillfully at the cara that lit up. The mbers of Awi who were caught in the corner of the screen smiled happily and watched Sodam’s progress.

-Is that their concept, acting like that all the ti?

-Sodam and her six fathers

-So cute????????

Park Seodam conducted short interviews with the idols, going back and forth between the audience seats according to the script on the cue card. The mbers of Awi clapped enthusiastically after every interview, impressed by Park Seodam’s confident hosting.

Thanks to them, Park Seodam’s ears turned red. He pretended not to notice and coughed lightly before approaching soone else.

“Next up, we have Minha from Miracle!”

“Hello.”

“We go to the sa salon, right? I heard from the staff there that ‘this person’ was boasting that he could win!”

Minha smiled sheepishly. This was an unexpected question from Park Seodam that was not in the script.

“When did he hear that?”

The seats for makeup and hair at the salon were assigned according to the artists who were in charge of them.

Park Seodam and Ian’s seats were diagonally opposite each other. It was noisy with the sound of hair dryers, but sohow Park Seodam overheard the conversation between Kim Yongjun and Ian. Jo Taewoong, who was sitting next to Ian, exclaid in admiration.

“Our maknae must have super hearing.”

Minha picked up the microphone. His gaze shifted to Ian, who was at the end of the row next to him.

“I’m talking about Awi’s Ian.”

“Oh, what’s this? A rivalry!”

The caster Jin Junyong, who was sitting at the host’s seat, jumped up. The screen zood in on Ian and Minha’s faces.

“What do you think, Ian?”

The staff hurriedly handed a microphone to Ian. Ian smiled calmly.

“I think Minha can win, at least.”

“Wow! This is how a rival structure is ford! What do the other mbers think?”

-This is so fun OMG

-The PD should make them compete LOL

The PD of Agem Pick watched the scene with interest. Coincidentally, Miracle was also a seven-mber boy group.

It would be fun to pit the two groups against each other in a team battle. The PD called the assistant director.

“Let’s tweak the bracket a bit.”

“You want to match Awi and Miracle?”

The assistant director knew what the PD was thinking. He ran around to change the bracket while Miracle’s leader Hwang Sungwon spoke into the microphone.

“Our Minha is very good at gas. You won’t win easily.”

“Great! Then, what about Awi’s leader, Juhyuk?”

“I’ll say this once, Ian is our team’s bus driver.”

The singers around them cheered and whistled.

“The rivalry is getting tense as the mbers show their pride! Now, let’s finish the interview and start the ga! Thank you for your hard work, our MC Seodam!”

The Awi mbers patted Park Seodam’s back as they finished the interview.

“Ah, why do you guys keep clapping? It’s embarrassing.”

“We’re just trying to encourage you.”

“What! Are we ashad?”

The mbers teased Park Seodam as they headed to the survival arena.

This stadium was built not long ago for ‘Ground Survival’, and it had facilities for all the participants to play gas.

“The first ga will begin soon! Please take your seats!”

The first ga was ‘Fall Humans’, which all the participants could join.

‘Fall Humans’ was a light survival ga. You had to avoid obstacles and reach the goal within a set ti, or score points by putting a big ball into a goalpost, or keep your crown on your head until ti ran out. There were various stages prepared.

“Hello.”

The seats were not arranged by teams, but randomly. Ian greeted the person next to him. On Ian’s right was a mber of Miracle, Seo Hakgyu.

“How old are you?”

“I’m the sa age as Minha.”

“Do you want to chat?”

“Sure.”

It took a long ti to prepare because many people were participating. They naturally started talking to each other.

-When will it start?

-Let’s go let’s go let’s go

“Okay, let’s start the ga!”

“There are instructions on your desktop, so read them and create your ID!”

Ian entered his group na and his na and started the ga. The staff gave an okay sign after confirming that everyone had joined. The ga began.

“You’ve waited long enough. The first ga finally begins!”

“Oh, it’s an obstacle race from the start!”

“A bit of luck and control are most important for this stage!”

Ian and his Awi mbers had played all the gas for Agem Pick before, so he stretched his hands confidently. One third of the total number of people would be eliminated here.

“Everyone’s eyes are changing! They’re serious!”

“Ready 3, 2, 1! Start!”

Ian’s character quickly darted to the side lane. The center was crowded with characters tangled up and slowing down.

“Great strategy!”

“Amazing control!”

Ian used his fast reaction speed to dodge the obstacles skillfully.

“The leaders are… wow, it’s Ian and Juyeong!”

“As I speak, oh! He fell!”

Kim Juyeong’s character, who was running right behind Ian, got hit by a ranking ball and fell to the ground. He could still start from the middle if he passed the mid-save point.

‘I think this will work here…’

Ian stopped at a certain point. His character, who deliberately hit a spinning rod, flew into the air.

-Crazy??????

-What a trick??????

-He’s so good??????

“Wow, it’s Ian from Awi! He did it!”

“He didn’t just do it, he did it brilliantly! He bounced off on purpose and landed smoothly at the target point!”

His floating character slid into the target point. He was the first one to enter. The cara zood in on Ian’s face. He smiled at the cara.

-He’s so handso

-Who is he? He’s insane

Not only the idols’ fans, but also the viewers of ‘Strear TV’ who heard the news reacted instantly. The chat window was scrolling up too fast to read, and Ian’s fans sent donations.

Ian, who was bored until the other cast mbers ca in, leaned toward Seohakgyu.

“What’s wrong with this? Why does it keep tilting?”

“What’s not working?”

“Look at this seesaw.”

It was a section where they had to cross an obstacle that tilted when weight was applied to one side. The last seesaw was constantly leaning to one side.

“Now there are only 14 people who can enter the target point!”

“They have to speed up!”

The announcer and the caster raised their voices.

“What’s going on here? Many people are falling and retrying at the seesaw section!”

“Sothing is wrong with the seesaw, right? What is it?”

The staff who participated as an observer zood in on the seesaw section. There was a character hanging precariously under the seesaw, keeping it tilted with his weight and making many people fall.

-He’s crazy??????

-Bad personality??????

-Satan fired??????

“Oh! It’s Seon from Mykit! He’s being an!”