On April 11th, the semi-finals of 'Idol' will be held in a large studio belonging to KBS in Chungmuro, and from the preliminary round to the present! This is the first time Park Ji-sub has come to the election site. The rules of the campaign are also very simple, and the scores are based on the programs prepared by the contestants themselves.

On the judges' side, the company's vocal music teacher and others were used, plus a posture consultant sent by KBS.

The 500-player contest will last for a week, and there is no fluke in the elimination system, and there is a long queue outside the studio building near 7 a.m. Park Ji-sub sat in a black Mercedes SUV, looking at the men and women outside in their race suits, looking at the list in his hand to compare.

The repetitiveness of Korean names made him have to investigate on the spot, and if there were a few people who had the same names as Fang Minya, Kim Ah-young, and Lee Jong-suk, it would be really Dafa.

"Actually, I haven't understood one thing."

Just as Park Ji-sub was observing the men and women outside, Hwang Jung-cheol, who was sitting in the main driver in a daze, suddenly said.

Park Ji-sub, who was immersed in the list, ignored the surprise of Hwang Jung-cheol's sudden speech, and subconsciously replied, "What's the matter?" ”

"I remember that the older generation was very disdainful of our education and the profession of artists, and today's young people have accepted this point of view......" Huang Zhengzhe hesitated for a while, and said a little woodenly: "But there are still so many people who yearn to be artists." ”

Park Ji-sub's hands trembled and he looked up at Hwang Jung-cheol, he was really surprised. Huang Zhengzhe has been following him for so long, and it is the first time he has expressed his opinion.

"Brother Zhengzhe, in fact, what people look down on is not the profession of an artist." Park Ji-sub thought about it and said in a deep voice: "It's just that it's too harsh on the artist's character." ”

"All artists are also human beings, and they also have their own joys and sorrows, but because of the particularity of their profession, sometimes they have to do something disappointing. For example, there was an affair with so-and-so, for example, because he was in a bad mood, he did something excessive. ”

Hearing this, Huang Zhengzhe pursed his lips. And did not speak.

Park Ji-sub didn't pay attention to Hwang Jung-cheol's expression, but continued, "It's just that because they are public figures, some things are invisibly magnified. And the truth may be that they themselves can't help themselves. ”

"So to speak. It's not the profession of entertainers who are humble, they just want to survive. Just like thousands of ordinary people in society now, they also have to endure the oppression from brokerage companies. When Park Ji-sub said this, he suddenly turned his tone and said mockingly: "Of course, there are also those who are too popular. is a forgetful person, and many of these people are born among young artists with bad hearts. ”

"But these are rare, and more of them are the executives of those brokerage companies who use artists as tools for personal interests."

Speaking of this, Park Ji-sub's hand couldn't help but tighten.

In the last life, the scene faced by T-ara is vivid, what can Yoo Hwa Young rely on to make the Korean people support her so much? One debuted less than two years ago, and his strength is not high! There is nothing special, and if it weren't for the gold-plated woman of T-ara, even if you pretend to be pitiful and put yourself in a weak position, there is no reason why a brokerage company can't cope. What the hell is a dirty deal? Who knows......

But Park Ji-sub is sure of one thing, this woman! Definitely not innocent.

"Well, maybe I don't know enough."

After listening to Park Ji-sub's words, Hwang Jung-cheol's face couldn't help but become a little serious.

Park Ji-sub waved his hand and signaled that it was okay! The world is like this, and it's not just the entertainment industry. It's just that some people always imagine that what they like is too beautiful, and the sense of disparity after learning the truth makes them resentful.

"Ji-sub...... Isn't that ......?"

Just as Park Ji-sub was about to continue looking at the list, Hwang Jung-cheol suddenly pointed to the fair girl with a pink bag and a peaked cap with a strange face.

Park Ji-sub looked in the direction he was pointing and raised an eyebrow. Something familiar. This slender figure, coupled with the characteristics of dressing, seems to be very similar to the girl with a bit of a second personality. But the other party should be on the way to school now, how can he be here......

"I'll take a look!"

After observing for a while. After discovering that the girl walked very similar to the second goods, Park Ji-sub suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, opened the car door and hurriedly left a word, and walked towards the girl.

Hwang Jung-cheol smacked his mouth, although Park Ji-sub has been trying his best to liberate himself from heavy affairs recently, but the draft plus code words and planning are still necessary. is still neglecting to pay attention to the already well-known writer girl...... If the other party is really that girl! Then this draft is going to be fun.

Park Hyo-min carried a small bag on his back, held an identity tag in his hand, and looked at the studio with the closed door with his head in his head, and then muttered dissatisfiedly. She stayed up late yesterday to write out the tasks she needed today, and then asked for leave from school in the name of cooperating with the promotion of books.

"Really! It started at half past eight, but now it's eight o'clock, and there is no one. Park Hyo-min pinched the identity card in his hand, looked at Park Sun-ling's name on it, and a smug smile hooked up on the corner of his mouth.

"Slave!"

Just as Park Hyo-min was glad for her wit, a familiar shout came, and her smile froze on her face.

"Slave ......!"

Park Hyo-min pretended not to hear and still looked ahead, but the shouting did not stop, and the distance was closer.

Park Ji-sub looked at the girl who froze when he heard his shout, and the bad premonition in his heart suddenly came true. He rubbed his face and strode forward to grab the other man as he shouted. It's just that just when he reached out to catch the girl, he saw the girl in the yellow sweatshirt in front of him look like a rabbit, turn around and run.

Park Ji-sub was stunned, looked at the girl who had run a few meters away, and was speechless.

"Park Hyo-min, if you move again, don't go home today!"

Park Ji-sub didn't bother to chase after him, and stood in place and shouted loudly.

Homeopathically, Park Hyo-min, who maintained a running posture, froze in place, her back to Park Ji-sub, and her shoulders shook! Look...... It's like crying.

Park Ji-sub sighed, stepped forward and turned to the front of the girl, looked at Park Hyo-min, who had his head down and a sad look, and said very ruthlessly: "Now let me get in the car and go home, I won't tell your parents." ”

"I ......" Park Hyo-min's eyes turned red and he looked at Park Ji-sub with a sad look.

"It's not time for you to be here, slave! If you're disobedient, then I can only apologize. Park Ji-sub didn't bother to take care of this girl, and said lightly.

If he wants Park Hyo-min to become popular, there is no need for such trouble. But this girl is destined to be branded as an IDOL, and she will also be crowned with the experience of relying on him to become popular. And what Park Ji-sub wants is a Park Hyo-min who can reach the top by himself, at least in the eyes of the outside world...... (To be continued.) )