Entertainment Life With A Camera

Chapter 141:

Chapter 141

Kim Joo-young’s masterpiece.

Ian had been living in the company’s practice room for the duration of filming the drama and preparing for the comeback. Director Park had promised him enough rest time, but that was not enough for Ian.

“Ian, is this outfit okay?”

“Yes, hyung.”

“Don’t be like this, let’s go to the dorm and get some sleep later.”

“No, I have to practice the choreography.”

He literally lived there. He had a makeshift bed in one corner of the practice room and got whatever he needed through his manager.

“Are you here?”

“Yeah.”

In the practice room, Jo Tae-woong and Park Seo-dam were already lying on the floor, and Kim Hyun was standing in front of the mirror, practicing the dance moves. He wanted to learn the choreography quickly and teach it to the other members.

“Our choreography is here.”

“Oh, the one that the CEO spent a lot of money on?”

He heard that they had paid a big price for it. Ian was excited and sat next to Jo Tae-woong. Jo Tae-woong turned on the tablet.

“Hey, but what are you going to do? We have a lot of parts to match.”

“Let’s see.”

They had a tight schedule for the choreography work because there were many new songs for the repackaged album. The agency had bought the choreography from a famous foreign choreographer.

Ian’s expression darkened.

“Wow…”

“It’s crazy, right? I can hear Choi Ian’s sleep deprivation.”

“You’re done with your busy stuff, right?”

Jo Tae-woong teased him. He had just finished filming a short play two days ago and was focusing on the comeback preparations.

‘The choreography is… good.’

[It shows that they spent a lot of money.]

‘Yeah, it must be cool… But when are we going to learn all this?’

Quality comes from capital. The choreography was very good because they had invested a lot of money. The problem was that the difficulty of the moves was also very high.

“I’m screwed.”

Ian collapsed on the floor.

Park Seo-dam laid his head on Ian’s back. He was not worried about him because he was a good hyung who cried like this but did well in the end. However… Park Seo-dam frowned as he watched the choreography.

“This part is a bit…”

“By the way, where are the hyungs? Are they in the studio with Joo-young?”

Ian lifted his head up.

He didn’t see three of them. Lee Joo-hyuk and Park Jin-hyuk were often late because of their song work, so he didn’t care much. But Kim Joo-young, who loved dancing, wouldn’t have missed this moment.

“Huh, I called them earlier but why didn’t they come?”

“What kind of amazing thing are they making that they’re still not here?”

“Earlier, Jin-hyuk hyung said not to bother them because Joo-young is making something awesome.”

“Is Kim Joo-young finally producing something?”

Before they could say anything more, the members who were in the studio came into the dance practice room. Lee Joo-hyuk sat next to Ian.

“You’re here, Ian? How’s the filming?”

“It’s over today, I have to leave tomorrow morning. How can you make me wait with such a busy body…”

“Sorry, sorry.”

Lee Joo-hyuk, Park Jin-hyuk, and Kim Joo-young looked at each other with meaningful smiles. Even though they didn’t sleep well and their skin was dry, their expressions were all bright.

‘They must have found their true calling.’

Ian stuck to Kim Joo-young’s side.

“How’s the work going?”

“Uh, I just finished.”

“You finished? Oh, what did you do, hyung? Tell me quickly.”

Jo Tae-woong and Park Seo-dam sprang up and headed to Kim Joo-young’s side. Kim Hyun, who was practicing the choreography from afar, also joined them.

“I’ll tell you tomorrow.”

“It’s the same whether it’s today or tomorrow.”

“Look at him laughing. He must have something really good.”

As Kim Joo-young smiled meaningfully, the members who were gathered around him tickled him.

“Ah! Stop it!”

“Hey, guys, leave Joo-young alone. Let’s start our dance practice first. Ian has to go to the drama shooting.”

“Okay.”

At Lee Joo-hyuk’s words, the members quickly changed their posture and switched their mood. In that short time, Kim Joo-young, who had become a mess, groaned on the floor.

“Wow, what is this part?”

“Can we do this?”

Lee Joo-hyuk and Park Jin-hyuk, who were watching the dance video sent by the choreographer on the tablet pad, twisted their mouths. It was the same section that Park Seo-dam had frowned at earlier.

[This is… that ‘dance’ that is only embarrassing if you don’t capture the feeling.]

Kim Hyun and Kim Joo-young shrugged their shoulders as they watched the members making a fuss. This kind of gesture was quite common among the dancers. In fact, they didn’t care because there were even worse gestures.

“Why do we have to do this move here?”

Park Jin-hyuk pointed his index fingers down. The members glared at him as if they saw something they shouldn’t.

“Jin-hyuk hyung, you don’t have to point at your thing like that.”

“The choreographer who gave us this is American.”

“Of course, the land of freedom…”

Is it because America is a bigger country? The members casually turned their heads to look at Ian. Ian pulled his head back as he felt their gaze.

“What?”

“What do you think of us Americans?”

“Us Americans? Don’t be ridiculous. I just… don’t have any thoughts.”

Was that so strange? He didn’t care at all, but on closer inspection, it did seem weird… Ian frowned. Inside him, there was still the soul of a conservative Confucian man.

“But I also don’t like this move.”

“Right? You see how awkward it is?”

“The dancers seem to have a lot of feeling when they dance, but when we do it…”

He felt no shock or horror. Ian shook his head quickly. At least the main dancers, Kim Joo-young and Kim Hyun, could do it less embarrassingly.

“Let’s change this.”

The members agreed to grab the belt part of their pants instead of their crotch and got up quickly.

“I’ve done the first part, so let’s try it once.”

“Hyun-hyung is awesome!”

“As expected, it’s our Medan.”

The members who were slowly following his guidance around Kim Hyun lost their playful look in their eyes and became serious.

“Let’s do it one more time. One, two, three…”

“Guys, hold on a second.”

Park Dong-soo, who opened the door of the practice room and came in, gathered the members. Park Dong-soo’s expression looked unusually bright.

“Sorry to interrupt your practice, but I think you guys need to know this.”

“What is it?”

“We can’t have many because of social distancing, but… we’re going to open seats for our showcase this time. We decided to let the fans in.”

The Awi members had a hard time performing on stage without the fans’ cheers while doing the no-audience stage. And Park Dong-soo was the one who watched them from the side.

“Really?”

“Wow, crazy. It’s been so long.”

“Finally!”

The members’ faces brightened up in an instant. They ran around the practice room screaming. Park Dong-soo’s smile didn’t fade away seeing them happier than expected.

“Good, right? Anyway, just keep that in mind.”

“Yes.”

“You know you can’t slack off when you see the fans for the first time in a while, right? Practice well.”

“Yes, hyung. You go ahead.”

Park Dong-soo left the practice room with a relieved face. There was always CCTV on in the practice room. It was to prevent the singers from skipping practice and going astray since they were trainees, but now the members were doing their best on their own, so there was no need to watch them.

“Let’s play the music and try it out.”

“Okay.”

The members, who were suddenly motivated, immersed themselves in practice without a break.

***

Ian, who had been practicing the choreography until late at night, slept in the practice room.

“Are you going to shoot?”

In the morning, Ian, who came out to the hallway for the drama shooting, turned around with a start. Kim Joo-young, who had a bird’s nest on his head, yawned loudly.

“What, you slept here too?”

“Uh, I had something to finish.”

He didn’t sleep, he stayed up all night. The energy drink in Kim Joo-young’s hand sparkled unusually.

“Hey, you should sleep more. You won’t have time to sleep when you’re active. And don’t drink too much of that drink.”

“Yes, dad. But I really finished the work, it’s completely done today.”

Is that so? Ian put his arm around Kim Joo-young’s shoulder. He whispered as if he was telling a secret that no one should hear.

“I have some time before Myung-jin hyung comes, can I listen to it first?”

“…Do you want to?”

Kim Joo-young threw the empty drink can into the trash can and headed to the studio. Ian followed him excitedly.

Kim Joo-young sat on the studio chair and played the song. The mashup sound that he worked on blared from the speakers.

‘Wow… It’s good.’

[It’s not bad? You have some sense. Kim Joo-young is also a hidden talent.]

‘Yeah.’

Kim Joo-young himself lacked confidence.

Jindo was not generous with compliments, but he reacted favorably. Ian nodded his head and immersed himself in the music. The rich sound sources made by Lee Ju-hyuk and Park Jin-hyuk were mixed well, and Kim Ju-young’s skillful tempo adjustment showed his natural talent for listening.

“Hey…”

In an instant, 3 minutes and 40 seconds passed. Ian, who had been listening silently, reached out his hand. Kim Ju-young smiled and gave him a high-five.

“It’s awesome.”

***

As the repackaged album comeback of Awi was approaching, Awi fans Jang Min-hee and Lee Da-sol met at a cafe in Seoul.

“Unni, are you going to apply for the Yeongtong fansign?”

“Of course, I have to. How about you?”

“I have money from breaking my savings account… but I’ll need more than 100 cuts, right?”

“I think we’ll have to see after the first fansign. There’s a lot of influx, so it might be much higher than the last fansign.”

Lee Da-sol was worried. It was not only about money, but also about where to put the album boxes that would be delivered. She chewed on her straw and said.

“I think I’ll spend too much money… and I don’t know where to put the albums when they arrive. There’s a limit to donating them too…”

“Albums? You can sell them to dealers, right?”

“Dealers? Is there such a thing?”

Jang Min-hee nodded.

“Our kids are doing well overseas, so they’ll give you more than 5,000 won per unopened album. That’ll save you half of it.”

“Wow…”

Idasol opened her mouth stupidly. She had sent the troublesome album to the donation leader without knowing it, and had to throw it away because she had nowhere to put it. She felt guilty about it. It was so convenient to have someone who knew how to fangirl around.

“I’ll tell you the dealer later. And Ian’s first album photo card is selling for over 100,000 won now. You can make money with that.”

“But I don’t want to sell the photo card…”

“Do you have only one photo card for the first album?”

“No, three…”

“You can keep just one.”

Jang Minhee smiled softly as she saw Idasol hesitating.

“Listen, Dasol.”

Jang Minhee had to throw away all the albums that were piled up and hard to deal with when she was fangirling over Diamond. Diamond was an idol in the deep sea of the deep sea, so they didn’t accept donations or sell them to dealers.

“The albums and photo cards that are piled up are useless in the house. You have to sell them to make money.”

Of course, she also kept Kim Yongmin’s photo card in her drawer. But then Lim Taewoo became a hit with trot and made an unexpected profit.

“But…”

She felt sorry for it… Idasol saw her favorite photo card neatly stuck in the photo card binder. She had opened it once and put it quietly on the bookshelf.

“I have to fangirl comfortably. I don’t need to push myself too hard. If I can’t afford it, I have to use that method.”

She was right. Idasol looked at the water droplets on the glass as she pondered with her chin propped up.

“If you sell it, you can go to their fan signing event one more time. Are you still going to keep it?”

“…I guess so. I’ll have to sell it if I run out of money later.”

At that moment, both Jang Minhee and Idasol’s phones rang with a notification sound.

“Huh?”

“Did the teaser come out?”

They went into AWY’s YouTube channel. The notification was that Kim Juyeong’s mashup song had just been uploaded.

AWY – [Mirage] Mash up Video

Mash up by Juyeong