The Malicious Member is Back! - Chapter 19
“Y-you’re crazy.”
Na Ji Hyuk had to forcefully suppress the urge to clap without even realizing it.
It was important to him to not engage in behaviors that had never been shown to other trainees.
Others might predict their evaluation criteria based on such actions.
“But this was a performance that was supposed to be applauded…!
Certainly, among the trainees who had prepared for the stage before, there was no one as skilled as Kim Chunyong.
There were trainees who performed better for sure, but it was merely showcasing their practice.
Kim Chunyong, standing there now, truly presented a ‘performance.’
As someone who had been breathing with the audience on stage every year, Na Ji Hyuk could clearly sense the difference.
“I, I’ll start the evaluation.”
Taking the microphone first, Na Ji Hyuk carefully spoke, trying to conceal his excitement.
“It was really, really good. The positioning of the song was good, and the planning for the transition from singing to dancing as the song mixed was also well done. I think it was a stage that clearly showed your strengths. …Of course, you still need more practice in singing.”
Including some mild criticism in his feedback, Na Ji Hyuk, satisfied with his judgment, passed the microphone to the person next to him.
When Moon Yun Ha looked at Kim Chunyong with a somewhat puzzled and complex expression, she only left a brief comment as before.
“…It’s a stage that suits the name. Good job.”
However, nobody felt that it wasn’t a pretty decent compliment.
“….”
Jin Dasol, unexpectedly taking the microphone for the third time, hesitated for a long time before speaking.
His particularly subdued mood was enough to raise goosebumps on people’s arms.
And then, Jin Dasol…
“Really, you’re going to be an idol, aren’t you…?”
He stirred up a storm of confusion.
“What, what did you just…”
Jin Dasol’s shocking statement plunged the stage into a momentary silence.
Whether to say something or not, Jin Dasol just stared intently at Kim Chunyong.
“J-Jin Dasol, Mentor. Could you please explain a bit more?”
To salvage the atmosphere in some way, the flustered Choi Gaon hurriedly took charge.
“Ah….”
Until now, Jin Dasol had simply nodded silently even when hearing such comments. But this time, surprisingly quickly, he grabbed the microphone again.
“So, um… I just thought, you know, you don’t have to be an idol.”
“More, more details, please!”
Choi Gaon shouted, sweating profusely.
The words “More, more, more!” were clearly written on the prompter, but Jin Dasol wasn’t even paying attention.
Finally, after Choi Gaon pointed to the prompter with his finger, Jin Dasol, with an expressionless face, opened her mouth.
“…You dance really well. The choreo, did you come up with it yourself?”
Observing the mentors’ reactions carefully, Kim Chunyong quickly responded.
“Yes, yes. I came up with it myself.”
When he went up for the song festival, he had devised the choreography himself, and his dance was polished by his dance-major hyung.
In any case, it was true that Kim Chunyong had created it.
With a slightly softened conscience, Kim Chunyong’s serious answer made Jin Dasol even more solemn as he slowly continued.
“I hope you wouldn’t pursue being an idol… and instead, join my crew.”
Once again, the trainees fell silent.
Everyone understood the meaning behind Jin Dasol’s statement that he would like Kim Chunyong to join his crew.
‘His dance talent is beyond idol level!’
In response to Jin Dasol’s consecutive unconventional remarks, the PD who had been watching all this behind the scenes clapped joyously.
“Goodness gracious. Kim Chunyong, that guy. I hoped he would do well, but I didn’t expect this kind of level?”
Kim Chunyong, who didn’t anticipate hearing such remarks, responded with a slightly embarrassed but composed answer.
Of course, that would be a perfect scene to edit in, in the eyes of the main PD.
“Thank you for your kind words… but I want to become an idol. Still, I appreciate your words.”
“Hmm. I don’t mind if we talk later. Do you have my cell phone number….”
This too!
“Now, shall we hear Mentor Min Si Young’s evaluation?”
Jin Dasol, who had been casually judging until now with selfish remarks, Choi Gaon quickly interrupted him, continuing with the proceedings.
“…..”
Jin Dasol’s normally expressionless face showed a slight regret.
“…Producers.”
Because the words were aimed at them, not at Kim Chunyong on stage, the crew hurriedly wrote ‘????’ in their sketchbooks.
“Why didn’t you check the song in advance?”
Min Si Young’s words were quite pointed.
“It goes against fairness. In essence, you performed two songs. Couldn’t other trainees do this because they weren’t capable? I don’t think so.”
