Entertainment Life W Chapter 161:

Chapter 161:

Chapter 161

Just don’t be late.

“What the…”

Ian woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes. It felt strangely bright outside. When he pulled the curtain, everything was white.

“Was there a snow forecast?”

“No?”

“Oh, you startled . Are you awake?”

Kim Joo-young, who had silently stood next to Ian, nodded his head while rubbing his eyes. The four days they spent together seed to pass by faster.

Tomorrow was the day they would go back to Seoul.

“Thank you for the al!”

The mbers quickly adapted to Shin Soon-ja’s early-to-bed early-to-rise lifestyle and ate breakfast at 8 a.m. They helped Shin Soon-ja with the housework.

“Thanks to my grandchildren, the cleaning is fast. I’ll be back soon.”

“Take care.”

While Shin Soon-ja went to the senior center, the mbers who stayed at ho beca one with the warm floor of the living room. They lazily moved around and peeled tangerines.

“I love playing.”

“I wish it could stay like this.”

The six of them covered themselves with a blanket up to their necks and giggled happily.

‘They look like so kind of worms.’

Ian looked at them and put down his water cup. He picked up his phone. The mbers flinched at the shutter sound.

“Wow, this is a legendary photo.”

“Hey, hyung! Don’t take pictures.”

“We’re in our natural state. Hey, Seo-dam, let’s snatch it.”

Park Seo-dam and Kim Joo-young, who got up slowly, tried to erase the photo by grabbing Ian’s phone. Ian raised his arm high. Even with two people clinging to him, he didn’t let go of his phone.

“Geez, you’re so strong! Did you grow taller, hyung?”

“No?”

“If you upload this to the fan cafe, you’re dead at.”

“I won’t, I won’t.”

I’ll do it later. After cropping them out. Ian smiled as he watched Kim Joo-young and Park Seo-dam go back to lie down.

[Didn’t you say you wanted to see the stage there?]

‘Oh, right.’

He must have been lonely for being alone at the dorm for a long ti. He had so much fun with the mbers that he forgot his original purpose. Ian casually talked to Jo Tae-woong.

“Hey, Jo-tang. Where’s the place where you saw Tae-woo hyung’s group?”

The mbers who had nothing to do also lifted their heads. Their faces were full of curiosity.

“Right, isn’t this the place of that story?”

“Should we go see it?”

“Let’s go.”

The mbers who finally found sothing to do quickly put on their clothes and went outside. The streets were empty of cars and people since the Lunar New Year holiday was over.

They passed the market and reached the village hall. A wide open space spread out.

“It’s over there.”

On one side of the open space, there was a stage about 1 ter high. Ian was the first to climb onto the stage. He couldn’t tell where the edge of the stage was because of the snow.

‘I can’t believe I’m here again.’

It was a nostalgic feeling.

Ian swept the snow with his foot, and the mbers who followed him did the sa. Then, the shabby wooden deck floor was revealed.

“It’s small.”

Was it this small? Ian tilted his head.

We ca from that side, finished preparing at the village hall, and ca up here. It was a rare event schedule at that ti. We couldn’t complain about the size of the stage.

[What, is this the stage?]

Jin said with a sullen tone. He rembered that soone among the Diamond mbers said the sa thing back then.

The manager begged them to do the stage even if they cut the fee. It felt like confirming their pathetic position.

[Did you do the event here? Did you do it half-heartedly?]

‘I wanted to do it well…’

He wanted to dance and sing with passion and get a reaction from the uninterested elders. He clenched his teeth and did his best.

[So did you succeed?]

‘I failed.’

But the response was determined by popularity. He only rembered that two or three people clapped when Kim Yong-min hit the high note. That was it.

That day, on the way back to the dorm, none of the mbers opened their mouths. They tried to wrap it up with passion for the stage, but they were secretly hurt in their pride.

‘Well, if I didn’t work hard then, maybe Jo Tae-woong wouldn’t be in the group now.’

How could he see them from there? It was a miraculous connection. Ian chuckled.

‘It looked bigger than this back then.’

He felt so small now.

Ian looked at the mbers who were standing next to him. He thought of that ti and felt this mont more special.

“Don’t you think it’s smaller than when we were in Vietnam?”

It was Park Jinhyuk who shattered Ian’s sentintal mood. The mbers frowned at his words.

“Hey, seriously.”

“Who? Who brought up Vietnam?”

“Don’t talk about Vietnam. I’m getting pissed off by N-net all of a sudden.”

Park Jinhyuk scratched the back of his head with an awkward expression.

“But they take good care of us these days.”

“They should, if they are human.”

“They should take better care of us there. We’re still lacking.”

“It’s your fault that I’m in a bad mood. Take responsibility.”

Kim Hyun scooped up so snow from the ground and threw it at Park Jinhyuk. Park Jinhyuk laughed as he was hit by the snow.

“What, do you want to fight?”

The other mbers stepped back from him as they saw a glimpse of madness in his eyes.

Park Jinhyuk jumped down from the platform. The construction site was covered with snow that had fallen all night. He scattered snowballs at the mbers.

“Ah, hyung! The snow is getting in my eyes!”

“Hey, throw it at Park Jinhyuk.”

“I’m aiming for Choi Ian.”

The situation quickly turned into a snowball fight. The mbers who had split into teams fought fiercely with snowballs and their bodies beca cold.

The snow stuck to their bodies did not lt easily because of the cold weather. Ian shook off the snow in his padded hood and lay down next to the mbers who were exhausted and lying on the ground.

“Do you think Taewoo hyung knew that his life would change when he stood on that stage?”

“He probably didn’t. How often do you get such a life reversal? He should write an autobiography later.”

“Agreed.”

Im Taewoo, he was just telling a childhood mory, but that one word changed his life. He thought of him and casually asked Ian.

“How is Taewoo hyung doing these days?”

“He’s crazy right now. Do you know that his schedule is full of events? I heard he’s starting his concert from the gymnastics stadium.”

“How many seats are there in the gymnastics stadium?”

“More than ten thousand?”

“Wow, that’s amazing.”

The failed idol who was ignored by everyone on the shabby wooden deck stage in the countryside beca a singer who attracted more than ten thousand audiences as a solo.

“Cho Taewoong and Choi Ian really did a great job.”

“Why ?”

“Isn’t it because of you that he turned his life around with Taewoong’s words?”

“Wow, it’s really like a drama, a drama.”

Im Taewoo started his second act of life, and Cho Taewoong, who gave him the opportunity to turn his life around, was so hurt that he had to take a break from his activities.

“How often do you get to influence soone’s life like that?”

“Right.”

“That makes

think that you never know what life will bring.”

The mbers pondered on Lee Juhyuk’s words.

“When we debuted, we didn’t think we would sell more than a million albums.”

“We didn’t even dream of it.”

“We really grew a lot, didn’t we?”

The mbers looked up at the clear sky without a single cloud. Kim Hyun spoke softly.

“…Even if it’s hard now, there will be a day when we can smile later.”

“Hyun is the witness.”

“Right.”

Kim Hyun smiled sincerely. He didn’t care about it anymore when he thought of that ti.

“Look at . I got a lot of witch-hunting, but these days when I talk about it, everyone curses. They say they were too harsh on Kim Hyun.”

“Talk about a change of attitude.”

“Most of the trainees who cursed

at that ti probably didn’t even debut, right?”

He had people who supported him even when he was cursed, and Kim Hyun didn’t give up on his efforts. The people who judged Kim Hyun by what they saw in the dia didn’t succeed as much as Kim Hyun.

“It was so hard that I wanted to die at that ti, but when I think about it now, it’s nothing.”

That made him think that maybe the saying that ti heals everything was half true. Kim Hyun got up from his seat.

“Isn’t it cold?”

“Let’s take a picture of this and send it to Taewoo hyung before we go.”

“Good idea.”

The mbers got up from their seats.

***

“Taewoong, this is a fan letter that ca to the company.”

“Wow… there are a lot.”

Bak Dong-su, who ca to pick up the mbers, handed a big shopping bag to Jo Tae-ung.

“Wow, there’s even a doll.”

“This one looks a bit like you.”

Among the unofficial goods made by the fans, there was a character doll called Som-moong-chi. It was a small doll of about 15 or 20 centiters, made by combining the features of their favorite idol. It was quite popular among the fans, who would take it with them to show their support at ads or concerts.

“Wait, there’s more.”

“More?”

Bak Dong-su took out the remaining luggage from the passenger seat. There was not one, but three shopping bags. They were so big and nurous that Jo Tae-ung had to borrow Shin Sun-ja’s hand to carry them. He sniffed as he saw the fan letters packed tightly in the shopping bags.

“Are you crying?”

“No? It’s just cold, okay?”

Jo Tae-ung widened his eyes. Bak Dong-su smiled softly as he saw his expression. He tapped Jo Tae-ung’s shoulder and opened the door of the driver’s seat.

“Rest well. Don’t be too anxious. You’ll be more helpful to them and the company if you recover well.”

“…Yes.”

“Hey, guys! Don’t keep the old lady waiting, let’s go quickly!”

The mbers, who exchanged greetings with Shin Sun-ja, gathered around Jo Tae-ung. They all patted his shoulder and back, saying a word or two.

“Tae-ung, we’re going. Have fun.”

“Hyung, don’t forget to contact us.”

“Let

know when you co for counseling. Let’s have a al.”

“Hey, it’s okay to be late. Don’t worry.”

“I’ll call you later.”

Ian, who was about to get on the van, stopped and turned his head back. Jo Tae-ung tried to hide his regretful look by pretending to be indifferent.

“What, you’re not getting on?”

They all said it was okay to be late and to recover slowly. But Ian felt like he didn’t want to say those words that seed scripted. He had a hunch that Jo Tae-ung wanted to hear sothing else.

“Hey, Tae-ung.”

“Huh?”

“Still, don’t be too late.”

“…Okay.”

Jo Tae-ung’s face brightened up a little.

The van carrying the mbers smoothly left the village entrance. As they looked at Shin Sun-ja’s house getting farther away, the mbers muttered blankly.

“That was fun.”

“Yeah. It felt like a school trip.”

“Let’s co again next ti.”

“There were so things to fix in the house, maybe we can learn how to do that next ti?”

“Grandma is already shedding tears of gratitude. I saw it.”

Bak Jin-hyuk and Kim Hyun chuckled. Kim Ju-young, who was sitting in the back seat, nudged Ian.

“How long do you think Jo-tang will take?”

“I don’t know, maybe three months? He didn’t look that serious. I don’t know about the inside, though.”

“I have a feeling he’ll be back soon.”

Kim Ju-young and Ian’s conversation was overheard by Bak Seo-dam, who leaned her forehead on the window and murmured.

“I hope he cos back soon.”

Jo Tae-ung watched the van carrying the mbers until it disappeared over the ridge, then went inside the house.

“Sigh.”

He smiled bitterly as he looked at the empty house where the mbers had gone.

He felt empty and hollow. It was like the feeling of lying on a small bed in a hotel room after a concert, with the fans’ cheers still ringing in his ears, and reminiscing about the past performance.

Shin Sun-ja, who was watching his face, asked him casually with a smile on her lips.

“Do you feel lonely?”

“…Yeah.”