Chapter 124: Chapter 124: Idol Dream Team (Part 3)
“Hello,” I greeted back. But on the inside, I was thinking, ‘Assholes.’
From a female perspective, I could agree that they were handso, but as I was a man, they just looked like horny dogs to .
“Asshole?” Jun-gyu suddenly asked, looking at .
Huh? How did he know that? Was it because of the expression on my face?
“What?”
“You just called an asshole?”
“Excuse ?”
What’s with this guy?
“Didn’t you just say that I’m an asshole?” Jun-gyu asked, still staring at .
Finally, Hyun-soo spoke up.
“Hey. Jun-gyu, what’s the matter with you? Why would Sian say that?”
‘Exactly, you bastard,’ I thought to myself.
But just then, Jun-gyu narrowed his eyes at .
‘You just called a bastard, didn’t you?’
“Huh?”
Sheesh, what’s wrong with this guy. Is he reading my mind?
“Yes, you did. You said ‘Exactly, you bastard,'” Jun-gyu said, his voice rising slightly. Hyun-soo imdiately jumped in.
“Hey. Jun-gyu, what’s the matter with you? Sian didn’t say anything.”
“Fuck this!” Jun-gyu shouted. Then, he turned around and left.
Hyun-soo turned to face .
“Sorry, Sian. He’s a little sensitive.”
“That’s okay. I understand.”
“Thanks,” Hyun-soo said. He bowed and as he did, he began to eye my body up and down. And as he did, he gave a slight smirk. His eyes were now planted on my chest.
“What are you looking at?”
“Oh, nothing. Haha. I’ll see you later then. Bye, Christine.”
Unfortunately for Hyun-soo, Christine was too busy staring at to even notice him. Hyun-soo’s face fell.
“Weren’t you just leaving?” I asked.
“Oh, right,” he said. Then finally, he left as well.
“Weirdos.”
“Who? ?” Christine asked .
“No. Those two. But hey, is there sothing on my face?”
“No.”
“Then why do you keep staring at like that?”
“You’re so pretty, Sian.”
“....”
“What’s so funny?” Christine asked as a smile ca over my face.
“Nothing. It’s just that Jun-gyu guy. I think he just read my mind.”
“Huh? Your mind?”
“Yeah.”
“Pfft. Yeah, right.”
“I figured. Still, it’s funny, right?”
It really was, like he could actually read my mind. That’s not possible.
Just then, in the distance, I saw a really sexy woman climb out of a van. She was wearing a red dress and a matching red pair of heels. She imdiately strutted over to the two of us were. I couldn’t help but notice how good her chest looked in that dress.
“Whoa.”
Who was that? Was she the MC?
“Oh! It’s Ham-sung Lee!” Christine said.
“Oh, the adult film actress.”
“Yeah. At least she used to be. She’s so sexy,” Christine said, staring at Ham-sung. Sohow, I felt a little jealous at that.
“Then go to her.”
“Pfft, Sian, are you jealous?”
“No.”
Really, I’m not. It’s just…well, I’m not really sure. Anyways, the woman ca over to us and gave us a wave.
“Hi, guys.”
“Hello,” I said with a bow. She looked even sexier up close. How should I say this? Her body was really…well…generous? Hehe.
“Now then, where is that adorable producer?” Ham-sung said, swaying her hips as she turned this way and that way to look for the producer. As soon as she spotted him in the distance, she strutted over to him.
“Mr. Yoo~”
Mr. Yoo looked up and imdiately straightened up and turned in the other direction. It was rather amusing.
“What? Does she like Mr. Yoo or sothing?”
“Yeah. You don’t know? Ham-sung once said that Mr. Yoo was her ideal type.”
“Wow.”
Guess there really is a soulmate for everyone.
“But Mr. Yoo is really shy, so he’s always avoiding Ham-sung.”
“Because she’s a pornstar?”
“Yeah. At least, that’s what I heard. And so, Ham-sung keeps chasing him around.”
“Cute.”
Really. They were adorable.
Soon, the MC and Dongmin arrived, signaling the start of filming.
***
We all gathered around.
All thirteen of us looked at the cara. The dream team on the left, the athletes on the right, with Si-dong Kang, the MC, in the middle.
“So that’s Si-dong,” I muttered to myself. I rember Junho ntioning him a bit on 24-hour Jungle. Si-dong Kang. The biggest pig around. And looking at him, he really did look like a pig. Even his voice sounded almost pig-like.
“Hello! Everyone!”
His voice was loud. The staff mbers next to him all covered their ears. He really did seem like soone you’d just want to strangle.
“We have so new guests today. Let’s have everyone introduce themselves. Let’s see. How about we start with the athletes. Or perhaps the dream team?” Si-dong said, looking at the idols.
Dongmin was the first to step up and grab the mic.
“Hi, everyone. My na is Dongmin and I’m here today to represent the Lion Boys. It’s nice to et you all!”
We all clapped for Dongmin as he took a bow. Si-dong spoke up.
“So, Dongmin.”
“Yes, Sir?”
“You see anyone you like today?”
Well, that was fast. Dongmin also seed rather shocked by such a direct question, but he looked rather cute as he blushed, and all the won practically lted at the sight.
“Well…I…I really…I like Sian!” Dongmin finally shouted. The female staff mbers all clapped while nodding. The n also smiled, but a few of them looked like they were ready to punch Dongmin in the face.
‘Ugh, great,’ I thought as I saw the n. If they were upset with what Dongmin said, that ans they’re interested in as well.
Anyways, Si-dong continued.
“Can’t bla you. Pretty and sexy and curvy! Am I right?”
Dongmin ducked his head and nodded. This ti, Si-dong turned to .
“Sian! What do you think of Dongmin?”
Sheesh. Did I ntion he has a strong country accent when he speaks?
“He’s okay.”
“Oh, I see! Sorry, Dongmin. Guess you’re not her type. Hahahaha.”
‘Psycho,’ I thought. Still, everyone pretended to laugh along with Si-dong while Dongmin hung his head in embarrassnt.
Then Si-dong handed the mic over to Hyun-soo and he, too, gave a hearty introduction. Si-dong also asked him who his ideal was and he also replied that it was . I told him to save it. Hyun-soo was not too happy about that. The mic was passed over to Jun-gyu, who also introduced himself. When Si-dong asked Jun-gyu who his ideal type was, he looked over at . Suddenly, I had an idea.
‘I like you too. Want to go out?’ I thought.
Suddenly, a big smile spread over Jun-gyu’s face and he answered that it was . At that, I also told him to shove it. He imdiately started shouting and cursing at , but Si-dong held him down. But wait a second, did Jun-gyu really read my mind? I’ll have to seriously test him out later.
Now it was Christine’s turn. And when Christine was asked who her ideal type was, she also picked .
“....”
But I was the only one who found it weird. Everyone else nodded in acknowledgnt.
“I see. So you like Sian too, huh, Christine? But, you know, you’re not the only one. A lot of won say that Sian Is their ideal type. It’d be great if Sian had a brother who was just like her,” Si-dong said, looking at .
I gave him a smile. Yeah, I did have a lot of female fans. Just look at my fandom. It was mostly won. I’m so happy...or I would be if I was a man, but as I’m physically a woman…sob!
Anyways, the athletes introduced themselves and they ranged from bodybuilders to pro athletes. Of course, one thing in common was that they all seed rather intense.
“Wow, you guys are impressive. I wonder if the Dream Team will lose again.”
“No, Sir!” Dongmin shouted. Si-dong turned to him.
“Dongmin, the dream team has lost three years in a row. Are you sure you can win this ti?”
“Yes!” Dongmin shouted sincerely. Si-dong laughed. Dongmin was rather adorable.
Suddenly, Si-dong turned to Mr. Yoo.
“Hey, Mr. Yoo.”
“Yes?”
“These athletes are too good. Can I join the Dream Team to give them so help?”
“Hmm…” the producer started to think.
Just then, one of the athletes spoke up.
“It doesn’t matter for us. You can if you’d like. It won’t make a different whether or not Si-dong joins them.”
He spoke with an air of arrogance. The Dream Team tensed up and even Si-dong seed a little put off by it.
“Haha. Well, thanks! You sound pretty confident. In that case, if the Dream Team looks like they’re struggling, then I’ll join in. You guys okay with that?”
“No.”
That was . The only one to say no.
“Yes!” everyone else shouted. Dongmin, especially, seed to really like the idea. Okay, yeah, Si-dong did look rather strong. And from what I heard, he used to be a pro heavyweight athlete. But wow, did everyone just ignore . No one even paid attention to . Well, except Si-dong, who glanced at when I gave my answer.
After the introductions, it was Dance Ti. It was the ti for everyone to show off their skills. The athletes started first and they were all pretty good. Especially the won. Maybe it’s because they’re toned, but they looked rather sexy as they danced. Then, it was our turn. First, the n. Then the won. Christine just bust out a few timid moves while Ham-sung tossed her hair and did so body rolls. The n all began to drool at the sight.
Now it was turn. As soon as I stepped out, the n all shouted.
‘Oh.’
That’s what I heard as soon as I started to dance, but I couldn’t bla them. I may be a girl group mber but I’m not a good dancer. I just did a few stiff body waves, but the n all applauded. Just then, Jun-gyu started to dance towards . As he approached , he spoke in a low whisper.
“Hey, Sian.”
“What?” I said, still dancing.
“I know exactly what you’re thinking.”
“I figured.”
“What? You knew?” he asked, looking confused.
‘That’s right, you bastard,’ I answered.
Sure enough, he read my mind.
“There you go, cursing at again. Fine, we’ll see who wins in the end. You better watch yourself. I’m going to keep my eye on you. That’s why I’m here. To read your mind and find your weakness.”
‘Do as you please, asshole.’
“What?” he said again. I shrugged in response. Just then, the other athletes and the staff all began to dance towards . Then, Dongmin and Hyun-soo also started to dance and joined us in the middle. Basically, all the n were around now, giving no room to breathe.
‘Ugh…’
God, what wouldn’t I give to kill them all right now.
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