Translator: Wan ED/PR: Personal Ghost
53. The second attempt (4)
Past ten pm.
The residential zone, 1st year dormitory building’s 1st floor unisex public lounge was packed.
Each group unfolded their own screen, but everyone was watching the same program.
“Wow, they showed a scene of Miro studying!” [1]
“… Looking at what she had written done, it seemed that she listened to all of the lectures.”
“I guess she was studying diligently, even though she was busy. That’s amazing.”
The program we were watching was ‘Playlist’.
It was a survival audition program in which my disciple Yeom Junyeol took on the role of assistant MC, and our class’ Dokgo Miro was participating in.
There was currently four survivors of the Playlist, which reached its last stage.
Today on the last broadcast with the election results in the background, the last three were scheduled to be announced.
As the midterm exams were ending, the dormitory students decided to gather together to watch Playlist.
But Kwon Lena couldn’t be with us, because she was in the Eternal Lake’s team building.
‘It’s a pity that Kwon Lena isn’t here. She also said she would continue to take a break from school, but she is with Kwon Jane, so she should be fine.’
Right now they were showing the participants’ contest preparation process ahead of the live broadcast stage.
A scene of Dogko Miro preparing for the midterm exams, while listening to the song she was to sing on her turn, came out.
In the waiting room, Dokgo Miro looked at her notes, and then looked at Yeom Junyeol, who came to do an interview and asked a study related question, and Yeom Junyeol answered without hesitation.
“Wow, I guess that senior remembers everything he learned in the 1st year.”
“I heard that senior Yeom Junyeol was the 2nd year’s 2nd place this year too!” [2]
After broadcasting the preparation processes similar to the scene of learning during the midterm exams, the live stage started straight way.
But even after Yeom Junyeol’s introduction commentary ended, the lights on the stage didn’t turn on.
“What? What’s happening?”
“It’s a live broadcast, so… I think there is a broadcasting accident.” [3]
Dokgo Miro standing on the dark stage was reflected.
In the darkness, Dokgo Miro pinpointed the location of the camera and turned her gaze there.
Even though a broadcasting accident occurred on the important stage, Dokgo Miro, who was waiting for the accompaniment to flow, had eyes full of spirit.
After around then seconds after the broadcasting accident.
At last the stage lit up and the accompaniment flowed out.
Then Dokgo Miro smiled as if nothing had happened, and showed off the prepared performance.
What Dokgo Miro sang was a cover version of the old dance song, that was released before she was born.
The dance movement path was long, using a wide stage, and there were many high-pitched parts, but Dokgo Miro showed off the dance and song well without any trouble.
‘Even though, she still can’t reveal all her talent, she came this far?! Amazing…!’
As if she was mentally exhausted because she stood in front of the operating camera, after the 2nd refrain, she seemed to lose her momentum, but she didn’t make any mistakes.
Dogko Miro finished the last stage with a pose of a gun finger shooting at the original singer, who was invited as a special guest.
“It seemed that Miro got better than during the practice!”
“… It was a good stage.”
It was a stage so amazing that not only Sawol Seeum, but also Mok Uram, who sat without energy, perhaps because there was no Kwon Lena, commented on it.
The original singer also highly praised her, saying that she thought she had preformed better than her.
She received criticism that she was awkward in front of camera, and that her energy dropped as she went on, just like before, but she received much more praises like the part that she handled it well, even though a broadcasting accident occurred just before the stage.
“Let’s quickly vote!” [4]
“Ah, right. We should send the message with this?”
“After typing the code shown in the caption right now, you can send it to use it on Dokgo Miro.”
Each of the children turned on their devices and threw a vote to Dokgo Miro.
Besides our class, the children of other classes also took off their eyes from the screen and unfolded the device screens, so it seemed they were casting votes to Dokgo Miro.
After the Playlist participants finished their individual stages, and after a short talk, there were group stages.
The Playlist’s title song was arranged for the singers, but even Saint of Naejang Mountain, who only rapped, took a vocal part for a moment, and was very impressive.
Saint of Naejang Mountain sung the highlight part together with Dokgo Miro, with whom he became close, while doing a duo mission, and at the scene of the two matching their voices, while looking at each other, the broadcasting station burst out into an applause.
— At midnight we will finish the message voting of the Playlist’s last three.
As the participants sung group songs, the midnight soon grew closer.
When Yeom Junyeol finished commenting, a clock informing about the time remaining until midnight appeared in the screen’s corner.
“Did everyone send it?” [4]
“Uh, I think I sent it twice, is it okay?”
“Even if you send it several times, it will be counted only once.”
Not only the participants, but the class children were also nervous with them.
— After the countdown is finished, all the messages sent afterward will be considered invalid.
— Then we start a countdown. 10.
— 9.
— 8.
The main MC Choe Jina and Yeom Junyeol took turns in shouting numbers.
They zoomed in on the four people’s faces one after one, while the two people slowly counted down.
After they shouted zero, the clock in the screen corner disappeared and the surrounding fell silent.
Choe Jina, who was beating around the bush for a few seconds, finally opened her mouth.
“They will start with the highest voted person. The Player, whose name will be called right now, will advance to the final round.” [5]
Three will advance to the last round.
Because the victor will be selected from those three, the names called out right now will actually be the people, who will go to the final broadcast.
The MCs, who checked the results on the tablet type device, that became famous through the product placement in the Playlist, commented.
— There is a very small gap from the 2nd place.
— Yes, the Players ranked 1st and 2nd are both really cool, aren’t they?
— Playlist semifinalist, the 1st place, who will become one of the three last Players is…
After the overflowing with excitement BGM stopped, the spotlight, which was moving chaotically, illuminated one person.
— Dokgo Miro! Congratulations!
— Congratulations!
From the audience beyond the screen, voices shouting Dokgo Miro’s name rang out.
At the same time, the cheers and applause was heard everywhere in the dormitory lounge.
“Miro advanced to the final round!”
“I believed she would be selected. It was an amazing stage.” [6]
Saint of Naejang Mountain, who stood just beside her, gave his words of congratulations to Dokgo Miro with a happy face, and Dokgo Miro swallowed her tears, while she kept nodding.
After each of the participants, who was yet to be decided whether they survived or not, hugged Dokgo Miro, and then she was the first to be sent-off to one among the three chair set up behind the stage.
“Well done…!”
Han Yi looked at the screen with a happy face.
But beside her happiness, there seemed to be some other emotion dyeing her face.
Confusion, suspicion, doubts.
It seemed that as an old friend, she felt a sense of incongruity about the camera and Dokgo Miro.
‘She might have realized that Dokgo Miro doesn’t have stage fright but camera phobia.’
Around the time when Dokgo Miro got camera phobia, she started to gradually distance herself from Han Yi.
And Han Yi somehow mistook Dokgo Miro’s camera phobia for stage fright.
‘… Dokgo Miro was probably trying to protect Han Yi.’
I roughly guessed what the king, who took on the malice of teachers and classmates head on, did to protect her friend.
‘But Han Yi is starting to feel the sense of incongruity.’
In any case, it seemed that Han Yi will soon learn certain things about the trigger for the two of them to become estranged, besides the source of phobia Dokgo Miro had.
* * *
Next day, after classes.
Everyone talked about Dokgo Miro at the school today.
It wasn’t only our class, but the school as a whole, and in particular, the broadcasting incident that occurred ten seconds before the stage was made into a gif and posted on Eungwang School’s bulletin board.
The scene of Dokgo Miro staring right at the camera from the dark stage was chosen as this broadcast’s best scene.
“Miro called! She wants to invite us for the last shooting.”
While moving with Kim Yuri to participate in the 3rd quarter student representative meeting, Dokgo Miro sent a message.
I guess she informed the class president Kim Yuri about that fact as a representative.
“It’s in two weeks?”
“Yep! She said that the first week she meets with the songwriter and learns a new song.”
Kim Yuri who was about to inform the other kids about it through the device straight away, halted.
“Lena might feel burdened, so let’s inform her about the detailed schedule after the retests end. The retest is next week on Monday, so we will make plans then.”
Before I spoke, Kim Yuri showed consideration.
As expected, our class president was an outstanding president, who thought about the class children.
When we arrived in front of the Student Representative Meeting Conference Room A, Yu Sang-hun spoke up.
“Hey, you came.”
“Why aren’t you coming in?”
The class representatives didn’t come in and gathered in front of the entrance.
Yu Sang-hun spoke with an apathetic face.
“Class 0 caused an incident.”
“… the 2nd year? The 3rd year?”
The one to reply to those words was Mun Saeron, who took a picture with a device.
“The 2nd year! The 2nd years sneaked in at dawn and created a partition wall to hide behind it, but Student Council president-ssi found them, sir~!”
“Looking at the picture, it blends in perfectly, so how did he notice?”
“The moment Student Council’s president came in, he noticed that the conference room became smaller and smashed the wall right away~. Ah, didn’t the 3rd years cry today because they broke their fingers?”
It seemed that the 2nd years caused an incident in the conference room.
Wasn’t it better to just show up, rather than hide at dawn, while even making a wall?
But from the broken fingers, it seemed that the 3rd years also caused an incident just not here.
“Um… Did the 3rd year seniors-nim had an accident during the practice lesson? Are they okay?”
“Ah, they were like that because they made a bet about forehead finger flicking with strong homeroom teacher~. They used recovery items straight away, so they were fine, but they couldn’t help crying because of anger.”
Kim Yuri did her best to shield seniors, but failed.
The 3rd year class 0 Woo Gihwan gang made useless work out of their fingers to give Im Yeonhwa a finger flick on the forehead, but the power of strong homeroom teacher’s forehead was said to have crushed all finger tricks.
“Uh? But then why did the seniors-nim break their fingers? Did they get finger flicked by teacher Im Yeonhwa-nim, who won the bet?”
“Teacher Im Yeonhwa said she couldn’t bear to hit her students.”
Knowing that they diligently trained the finger flicks, Im Yeonhwa mercifully offered her forehead and asked to show off the prepared finger flicks.
At that offer, the class president and vice president didn’t object and finger flicked Im Yeonhwa’s forehead at the same time.
And as the result, because of the action and counter reaction, Woo Gihwan and that vice president’s fingers were broken.
Im Yeonhwa’s forehead was naturally intact.
The 3rd year class 0’s president and vice president said to have fell into such humiliation and shock that they skipped the Student Representative Meeting.
“Even so, the powerful homeroom teacher-nim said ‘stings’~. I guess the 3rd year class 0’s seniors-nim became quite strong, sirs~.”
“… Is that so, huh?”
While listening to a heartwarming conversation about incidents of the class 0 seniors-nim, the conference room was organized.
In the distance I saw Student Council president, who saw through the 2nd year class 0’s prank at once, Tao Wonu pressing his forehead.
‘My disciple is going to have to take care of those bastards now…?!’
Looking at the expression of the next student representatives, including Yeom Junyeol, they seemed to have similar thoughts to me.
As three among the student representatives were my Playable Characters, I thought I should also help them diligently.
There were some events, but anyway, after they were solved safely and everyone took a seat, Tao Wonu, standing at the chairperson seat, held an opening ceremony.
“We will now begin the 3rd quarter Student Representative meeting.”
*~*~*
[1] “Wow, they showed a scene of Miro studying!” — this and the next next sentence are Sawol Seeum’s.
[2] “I heard that senior Yeom Junyeol was the 2nd year’s 2nd place this year too!” — Sawol Seeum’s sentence.
[3] “It’s a live broadcast, so… I think there is a broadcasting accident.” — Sawol Seeum’s sentence.
[4] “Let’s quickly vote!” — Sawol’s Seeum’s sentence. The next next one is also his.
[5] “Did everyone send it?” — Sawol Seeum’s sentence.
[6] “They will start with the highest voted person. The Player, whose name will be called right now, will advance to the final round.” — Mok Uram
[7] “Miro advanced to the final round!”, “I believed she would be selected. It was an amazing stage.” — Sawol Seeum’s sentence and then Mok Uram’s sentence.
Translator’s note: — This NOT Sawol Seeum’s sentence! This is paranoid Wan’s sentence! Why is Playlist on midnight!? (I do not accept a reasonable explanation like Player focused show being pushed out of the golden broadcasting time).
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