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 Chapter 7: What it means to be a Music Program (3)
 TL by Myoni
 Edited by Myoni &amp; Yoni
 Sponsored by Myoni
 "Someone wants your autograph, you free?"
 "An autograph?"
 "Yeah."
 "Then, of course, I will. Guys, I have to go!"
 Seoyoung immediately waved her hand. I bowed my head, but the girls bowed more politely than me. No matter how I looked at it, in my eyes, they looked like really nice and bright girls.
 However, when I saw that Seoyoung was relieved, I felt that there really was something going on.
 So my eyes were definitely fish eyes.
 "Where is he? Who do I need to give my autograph to?"
 A voice filled with expectations. My conscience hurt a little. I should have used a different excuse.
 I looked around the crowded area and embarrassingly said,
 "…Where did he go?"
 "What the hell."
 "He was here just a while ago. It was a guy."
 "What? I wanted to give him my autograph! This oppa is bad! My precious fan!"
 Seoyoung smiled as her eyes formed half-moons.
 "Unni! Taehee unni! Someone wanted my autograph."
 "Really?"
 "But, do you know what the most important part is?"
 "What?"
 "This oppa lost him!"
 "That's too bad."
 Taehee patted Seoyoung's head and smiled. And briefly at me.
 She was much younger than me, but why do I feel like I need to call her hyung?
 "Who wanted your autograph? Did this oppa see a studio ghost?"
 LJ teased her and the two started fighting again.
 Hyunjo told us to go back without him, so Gunyoung and I took the girls back to the waiting room. I was about to lay my tired body down on the sofa when I heard a knock.
 "Yes?"
 "Hello, seniors! We're pretty, pretty Pretty Girls."
 Eight girls with long straight hair entered the room. They were the ones who were wearing a schoolgirl outfit under an apron.
 Their manager who entered with them, looked at Gunyoung and me, before deciding to approach me.
 "Hello. They are a newly debuted group. Their average age is eighteen, so they still don't know a lot. I look forward to working with you in the future."
 You probably aren't looking forward to working with me.
 And what were they thinking dressing eighteen-year-old girls like that? These shameless adults.
 "Yes, hello."
 "Please accept this."
 I was curious what he was handing out, it turned out to be a mini album. There were even autographs on the cover. Afterwards, Pretty Girls merrily chatted with the girls before leaving.
 "I thought it was only tough greeting people, but getting greeted isn't easy either."
 Seoyoung shook her head at my words.
 "Receiving greetings is much harder."
 "Really? Why?"
 "We've gained seniority after we debuted, but we have nothing to show for it. How uneasy do think we feel when these girls that are younger than us come up and greet us?"
 "Ah…"
 "What if they get more popular before we do? We don't know how much longer our company will continue to promote us since they wouldn't keep trying to fill a bottomless pot. We have these thoughts."
 I only opened and closed my mouth a few times. I didn't know how to reply to that. Seoyoung shrugged her shoulders and smiled looking at my expression.
 "Just what am I telling this new oppa."
 The atmosphere quickly brightened. The members were noisily chatting with each other while practicing their choreography. I just silently watched.
 I was honestly surprised.
 Unknown for two years. An unpopular group.
 However, I didn't feel that it was a serious issue. Those girls were only unlucky. Since they are young, pretty and have good personalities, they will be successful in other things. Those were my initial thoughts.
 They are just products of an idol girl group factory, maybe I felt that way because of this bias. However, now I felt bad for having those thoughts.
 The worries of a twenty-one-year-old girl were definitely no lighter than mine.
 If I had the ability, I wanted to help them get a chance.
 These were my thoughts.
 A day in the waiting room was really just that. Wait after a rehearsal, wait while they recorded interviews with groups that had a comeback stage today. Wait until it was time for the live broadcast.
 I wondered how people survived this without smart phones.
 Neptune was the third group to go up. As the time for the broadcast approached, the members were busy. They changed into their stage outfits their stylists brought for them, fixed their hair and makeup. When they had some free time, they would practice their choreography.
 "I'm going to go to the washroom."
 Why was it that I felt more nervous than them?
 I dragged my stiff legs out of the waiting room. The hallway was still packed. I was barely able to pass through to the washroom when a man forcefully made his way out.
 "Ah, fuck! This is driving me crazy!"
 His face was red and it seemed like he was extremely angry, as he came out swearing endlessly.
 Let's avoid him.
 I was about to go around him when I noticed what was on his chest. Employee Go Joontae. It was an employee card. I remembered Hyunjo's words about greeting everyone who had an employee card. But, that's a crazy person. Wondering if I should greet him or not, I was just like 'it's not like I was going to die' and stepped in front of the man.
 "Hello, I am Jung Sunwoo from W&amp;U. I am currently working with a girl group called Neptune. Please take care of us."
 I was smiling diligently. He probably won't swear at a smiling person.
 Fortunately, the employee calmed down a little after looking at me. Was this a benefit of wearing a suit?
 "W&amp;U entertainment? You guys have girl groups? First time hearing about this, are they new?"
 "They debuted two years ago. There are 4 members."
 "Is that so. What did you say the group name was?"
 "It is Neptune."
 "Do you have a business card…"
 I didn't have a business card yet. Do I have to give him my phone number?
 "I don't have a business card…"
 "Mr. Producer."
 Someone hurriedly ran towards us. It was a young man with a big body of an athlete. He blocked the front of the employee and bowed his head, almost reaching his knees.
 "Sorry. I am really sorry. Sorry. I don't have any other words to say!"
 "Ah, it's fine."
 "Really, I should have kept an eye on the girls better…"
 Was he a manager?
 "It's fine. Don't raise my blood pressure and leave. I'm busy trying to clean up the pile of shit your company took!"
 "Mr. Producer, Mr. Producer!"
 "Haaa….!"
 "Then, our broadcast…"
 "What do you mean broadcast! A twenty-something-year-old girl group member got a DUI with her boyfriend, how can I let her on the broadcast! There will be articles all over the internet tomorrow! Sigh, talk about ungrateful. You guys just sprayed poo water all over a set meal. I need to start filming this week if I want to have the broadcast out in time, it's driving me crazy…!"
 "I-if we went with noise marketing, it might even be bene…"
 "This is a crime! Do I have to get bashed on before I even start?!"
 Eventually, the producer left while swearing. The man left behind kicked the washroom door.
 "Damn bitch! Dirty bitch, does she know how hard it was to get this chance!"
 What lovely words. It was because of people like him that managers are stereotyped as gangsters. If I was to make a comparison, Hyunjo was an angel.
 "What are you looking at?! Think it's a show or something?!"
 The man glared at me. What a surprise.
 "You are blocking the path."
 "Fuck…"
 I thought that he would vent on me, but he quickly left in a different direction.
 "What kind of person is that."
 At that moment, my vision darkened.
 Was I dreaming again?
 I was once again in my forties. CEO of a management company. A successful me who used a huge freaking office and wore a high-quality suit. It was the same dream I had in the morning. Director Park and Reporter Song were smiling in front of me.
 It was definitely a dream… but, that wasn't possible.
 Just a second ago, I was in front of the washroom.
 If not a dream, what was this?
 What was it really.
 "You met CEO Go Joontae on your first day?"
 The name flowing out of Reporter Song's lips seemed familiar. CEO Go Joontae. The man I met just now. It was the name on the man's employee card. Although, he wasn't a CEO.
 "At that time, Knet was about to launch Next K-Star. It was a competition program with eight new idol groups. Since it was a long time ago, Reporter Song might be too young to know."
 Next K-Star?
 "I know it too. Wasn't it the first season such a big hit that it ended up going on for several more seasons?"
 "That's right. It was a few days before the first filming… One of the appearing girl groups got in trouble. So, Producer Joontae was in a situation where he had to find a new girl group to replace them. I met him at that time."
 "My god. You really have great luck. So did you get a spot on that big program on your first day? Neptune appeared on that program."
 Wait, what? Neptune appeared on that program?
 Although the situation was confusing, I strained my ear to closely listen to the conversation. It felt the right thing to do.
 "Hahaha. Reporter Song, if things went that well, why would I say that the path of hardship opened on my first day?"
 "Then what happened?"
 "At that time, I didn't know much about Entertainment Producers. Obviously, I didn't know who Go Joontae was and that he was leading such a huge program. So that's why I asked a friend I worked with. 'I met a producer named Go Joontae and it seemed like one of the girl groups appearing on his program has to be replaced. Since they are looking for a different group, maybe we should introduce Neptune to him,' is what I said."
 "Ah…"
 "That friend told me that it probably wasn't possible. The program he's producing only had new idol groups, so they wouldn't accept Neptune, who debuted two years ago. Also, if we were going in as a replacement, the company wouldn't allow it in the first place."
 "Don't tell me you believed him?"
 Yeah. You didn't, right?
 But, why did I feel like I believed him.
 "I believed him."
 That's right. Bad premonitions were never wrong.
 "So while I believed him, that friend found Producer Joontae and pushed Neptune. 'Neptune members are like this, their schedule is free, we can join at any time.' And that was successful. That friend was nicknamed Lucky Charm for bringing such a big program on his first day and when I confessed it was unfair, I was branded as the foolish guy who couldn't even take care of himself. It was then when I first realized life was a battle."
 "Oh no…"
 "Haha. I told you my first day was dynamic."
 "By any chance, do I know that friend?"
 "This will be off-the-record, right?"
 "Of course."
 "Choi Gunyoung. It was Choi Gunyoung."
 "Oh my, that person…"
 "That's right."
 "So he was like that even then."
 "Jung Sunwoo!"
 I saw Gunyoung in front of my eyes. And I was standing in front of the washroom.
 "What are you doing, standing here? It's almost time. The chief says to come quickly."
 "…Damn, goosebumps."
 I unconsciously stepped back.
 "What? Why do you have goosebumps?"
 "Uh…."
 Let's just say I saw a different side of you. It wasn't like that happened in real life, but it felt like it would happen for sure.
 "Do you happen to know a producer named Go Joontae?"
 "Yeah. Next K-Star. It's hot right now. Why? Did you see him"
 It felt like my hair stood straight up. It was so hair-raising, my hands and feet were all tingly. Maybe this was how people felt when they are struck by lightning during a rainy day.
 Just what was happening to me?
 "Why are you like this?"
 "Something really important just came up."
 "What?"
 "Tell the chief I am going to solve this first before I go. Tell him I'm sorry."
 "What?! What happened, the girls are going to go up on the stage in a bit!"
 My head was messy, but it was clear what I had to do.
 I ran in the direction Producer Go Joontae left towards.
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 Jung Sunwoo was an average man. He had just taken his first job at W&amp;U, a celebrity management company, as a manager. He could finally achieve his dream of being the manager of a world-famous actor or actress. On his way to work, he fell into what appeared to be a lucid dream about his future. As he went on with his day, he realized it may not have simply been a lucid dream.
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 She is a silver-haired maiden who lives in the forest.
 She is the teacher of the seven legendary heroes.
 She is the Sage who represents the stars and wonders.
 She is the guide who quells ten world disasters.
 Her name is Lorraine Hill, and she is not a witch.
 As the poem describes it.
 Like the sunlight that descends upon the world, she who has bright and transparent wings carries with her the legacy of another human civilization, bringing hope and blessings to this new world.
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 Six years ago, in order to repay his lover’s debt, Wang Yincheng gave birth to a child through surrogacy.
 Six years later, when he flew to H City alone for work, he accidentally met his former lover at the airport. The man was now not only living a beautiful life, but also had a tall, handsome and rich president boyfriend.
 However, what Wang Yincheng did not expect was that the six-year-old son of that indifferent president looked strangely similar to him by as much as seven points out of ten.
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 “Hey, hurry up and massacre those bandits!”
 “No way, I don’t want to work…”
 Spending my daily life in leisure, that was my pastime—until I was summoned into another world and met a blonde loli introducing herself as Dungeon Core No. 695.
 “Save my dungeon. By the way, if the dungeon core is destroyed, you’ll also go down with me as the dungeon master.”
 A dungeon with a single room. Moreover, one already controlled by bandits. This is a [Checkmate] no matter how you look at it. Guess there’s nothing to do but somehow get out of this situation so that I can [Not Work]!!
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 Gu Jin crossed into a novel as the supporting character and best friend of the main female lead, Cheng Xin.
 Cheng Xin was frequently surrounded by men of status and quality. As Gu Jin was the female lead’s dearest friend, she doesn’t mind settling for the leftover meager soup if the female lead chose to eat the meat. The two sisters believed they’d enjoy this friendship for a lifetime.
 But just as she was ready to latch firmly unto Cheng Xin’s golden thigh, she discovered the body she crossed into had memories of future events beyond the novel’s plot, finding out that her marriage would end in utter failure.
 The female lead, Cheng Xin who often quarrelled with the male protagonist would head over to Shao Chong for comfort even though Shao Chong was married to Gu Jin. And after several incidences, Gu Jin advised Shao Chong to have a sense of propriety as her spouse but he told her not to think too much about it, claiming that he only maintained a pure friendship with Cheng Xin.
 On the day Gu Jin was kidnapped, her good husband stayed by her cousin’s side and accompanied her to the hospital.
 When Gu Jin transmigrated into this new world and learned of the truth, she did not wish to waste this new life as a supporting role for her cousin as the previous soul had done. She’d not live a life as a spectator in someone else’s love story. No. She would be the protagonist of her own romance in this new life.
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 Ling Xinmi, a single mother, after raising her child for four years, saw two beautiful NPCs in the new virtual reality game that resembled her own daughter. One was her own contracted maid and the other is the ruler of the game world. The Queen!
 Maid: Master, why is your scent so fragrant and soft, come, let me hug and kiss~ ≥﹏≤
 Queen: I’m tyrannous, domineering cold-hearted and merciless!
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 Guan Xi, 26 years old, was suddenly informed that she’s not a biological child.
 The real Miss Guan will soon be picked up from a corner of some small town.
 In a flash, her world was turned upside down, her parents were going to divide their love, the property would have to be split, and even her current fiance might marry another person.
 After pondering overnight, Guan Xi decided to pull herself together and, against her conscience, confess her love to win her fiance’s favour: “Jiang Suizhou, I love you! I love you so much that I can’t live without you!”
 Jiang Suizhou, who just came back from a business trip, slightly raised his eyebrows as he saw the flower petals on the floor,”Guan Xi, which limited edition bag did you fancy this time?”
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 The eldest daughter of the Guan family, Guan Xi, has a handsome and wealthy fiance, however, everyone is well aware that Guan Xi and her fiance were just in a ‘speak money not love’ plastic relationship.
 Following the return of the real young lady, a lot of people insinuate that Guan Xi will lose everything. Until at a particular auction, everyone witnessed her fiance, Jiang Suizhou, spending lavishly to buy sets of luxury jewellery for Guan Xi.
 A friend hurriedly dissuaded him: “Are you insane, Guan Xi is not your fiance anymore.”
 He found Jiang Suizhou smiling calmly,”She’s my spoiled fiance, who’s to say I should change.”
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 Mu Xiaoya lived for twenty-six years before she knew that she had a sudden genetic disease. There was no medicine for it, and there was only death waiting for her.
 Before she died, many people came to see her, but she was most impressed by Bai Chuan.
 Bai Chuan was her neighbor, an autistic child with scholar’s syndrome. At that time, his face full of scars was desperate: “I – I studied all your medical records, but I have no way to save you.”
 Mu Xiaoya was stunned: “You are a doctor?”
 Bai Chuan: “I am not… …”
 Mu Xiaoya’s disease was a genetic disease. Unless the gene was changed, there was no possibility of cure. However, Bai Chuan was the only person who tried to cure her after she fell ill.
 Mu Xiaoya: “Why are you going to cure me?”
 Bai Chuan: “I want to marry you.”
 Mu Xiaoya laughed: “If you marry me, you will soon become a widower.”
 Bai Chuan insisted: “I – I want to marry you.”
 Bai Chuan, who has cognitive impairments, can’t express his meaning very well, and can only repeat it over and over again.
 Later, Mu Xiaoya still died. When she woke up, she returned to the summer of her college graduation.
 Bai Chuan: “I… I want to marry you.”
 Mu Xiaoya: “Good.”
 The starlight in the eyes of Bai Chuan was the most beautiful scenery that Mu Xiaoya had ever seen in her life.
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 There is a hottie who has just moved in next to Xie’s house. 
 He’s tall, smart, plays basketball, even his nails are the perfect shape… 
 … He is the perfect “child of someone else’s family“.
 Standing at a height of only 157cm and inadequate in sports, Xie Liao Liao shies away every time she sees him.
 It is not because she feels feel herself as inferior to him… Definitely… not.
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 To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a ‘system’, sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.
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 Eighteenth-line actress Ji Yuchuan and actress Sheng Qingru have collaborated in a film to play her implied marriage partner.
 But on the day the movie was released, Sheng Qingru suddenly fell to his death. 
 Then Ji Yuchuan found Sheng Qingru’s soul in his home.
 Started my daily routine of hitting ghosts (being slapped by ghosts).
 Atypical entertainment circle, urban demon spirit. 
 Sweet text, not scary, more private, and cannot be completely equated with myths.
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 She transmigrates into a very poor village countrywoman who has a hungry little bun. Zhao Yun’er suddenly feels a lot of pressure on her. Fortunately, she is capable. Outrageous relatives at the door? Scram.
 Her days begin to flourish by relying on knowledge from the 21st century. But the little bun begins to shout all day long, “Mother, find me a father.”
 A wild man suddenly jumps out and wraps himself around her, while claiming to be the little bun’s father.
 The little bun: “My mother said that my father must first be tall and handsome!”
 A certain man: “This Shizi [heir to a noble title] is the world’s most handsome man!”
 The little bun: “My mother said that my father needs to have money!”
 A certain man: “This Shizi has plenty of fertile land, 100 million gold taels ……”
 The little bun turns around. “Mother, do you think that this one is suitable?”
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 High society CEO Big BOSS Lu expresses that he’s felt stifled recently. Ever since a woof style creature intruded upon his home, his life has become a complete mess. A slight conflict in opinion and his couch is hijacked, his desk seized, his lap forcefully occupied, even his bed was forcefully dominated!
 The small Sammy, with his head resting upon his waste removal official’s thigh and four paws facing the sky exposing a soft little belly, with a face full of untainted purity and a pair of innocent eyes: “Woof~”
 Big BOSS Lu lowers his head and makes eye contact for three seconds : “…. Give give give! Whatever you want, I will give it to you!”
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