The Malicious Member is Back! - Chapter 32
Feeling a slight headache as Kim Joo An was messing with his hair, Ji Hwa Sung tried hard to steer the conversation in a different direction.
“Well, we’ve all seen that Chunyong dances well. And because of that, he said he wouldn’t take much of the part….”
Originally, he took the part he could do well, so if he shines there, it’s fine. Why covet a dance break when you don’t know if it’s going to do you any good?
You just want to ruin the good vibes right now.
Jihua felt something stirring inside him.
‘No, no. In the team where I’m the leader, this can’t happen, you crazy bastard!’
“Joo An. That’s a bit… We’ve already finished distributing the parts.”
“The dance break has nothing to do with the parts, so why don’t we just give it to him?”
“Well, Joo An. Your vocal part is not that small, but if Chunyong takes the dance break part…”
When Seo Bin supported Ji Hwa Sung’s opinion, Kim Joo An, who glanced at the camera, grabbed his head, looked frustrated.
“…Are you saying that I’m forcing it right now?”
“No, that’s not what I mean, Joo An hyung.”
“No, you are saying exactly that right now.”
You guys are really too much. Kim Joo An, who delivered the finishing blow, made a slight sobbing sound and repeatedly wiped his eyes with his sleeves.
“Oh, God. Are you crying now?”
“It seems like it. It looks like he’s crying for more parts.”
Foreigners, Logan and Gao Yan, who were not accustomed to this atmosphere, finally spoke up.
Then, as if he had been waiting for it, Kim Joo An raised his voice.
“I just think we all need to stand out fairly…”
‘This asshole, really!’
Ji Hwa Sung, prepared to drag Kim Joo An into the camera blind spot if necessary, opened his mouth.
“Hyung, if you keep doing this…”
“If you want, you can be the center, then.”
“…Huh?”
Ji Hwa Sung widened his eyes and looked at Kim Chunyong, who had opened his mouth behind him.
Suddenly, Kim Chunyong put down the tablet he was holding, stretched his long arms, and began to stretch.
‘Did I hear it correctly?’
“Chun-Chunyong-ah. What did you say?”
Kim Joo An stammered, not expecting to be asked to do so so obediently, but Kim Chunyong, who had actually dropped the bombshell, looked surprisingly unconcerned.
“You said you wanted to be the center. I just watched the choreography video, and I think I’ll be fine as the supporting member over here, on the side. The weight of our distribution isn’t negligible either.”
Kim Chunyong chuckled cheerfully.
“If you want to do it, then do it, right?”
The moment Ji Hwa Sung saw Kim Chunyong’s smile, a foreboding thought crossed his mind that this team might not be in his control.
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“Oh, good! Maintain the formation, and ta-ta-ta, turn here!”
Despite Ji Hwa Sung’s desperate efforts to set the mood, the first dance practice seemed to proceed smoothly.
In reality, their dance, without a choreographer, was a complete mess if observed closely.
However, what mattered was that the members were actively practicing together without any choreographer.
‘Good. The best dancers here are me and Kim Chunyong, so the visuals will look pretty on broadcast. That should be enough.’
In fact, Kim Joo An was dancing quite well, in line with his desire to be the center. However, Ji Hwa Sung made a conscious effort not to think about him, even subconsciously.
Thinking about it would only drive him crazy.
However, there are moments when one cannot avoid such thoughts.
“Well, now we’re entering the dance break….”
Ji Hwa Sung, who had been confidently leading the practice until now, had a hardened expression.
Originally, his plan was to proceed to the recording studio for the first recording before the challenging dance break with advanced movements.
“We’ll continue with individual team practices a bit more!”
“What? What? Uh-uh-uh?”
However, the recording of the previous team was delayed for some reason, naturally pushing back their recording as well.
‘Oh, sh*t. I can’t dance the dance break yet. What should I do?’
As the lively atmosphere in the room was abruptly interrupted, Ji Hwa Sung decided to take a break in the practice room.
Individual trainees Gao Yan, Logan, and vocalist Seo Bin were already huffing and puffing from exhaustion just trying to keep up with the choreography.
“At this rate, they might just capture us resting!”
However,
“Joo An, let’s do the dance break part, with you in the center.”
Although they might be exhausted and gasping for breath, Kim Chunyong’s perfectly fine face dispelled Ji Hwa Sung’s concern.
“W-what?”
