Time flows equally for everyone. But how one chooses to use that fair time is entirely up to the individual. From that perspective, the 888 Crew was using their time more efficiently than anyone else. No, they had to use it efficiently because of the enormous number of tasks that came their way.
"Minho, remember the other design we made last time? The one in gray."
"Oh, that one? Why?"
"I thought we could try making it into a New Era design."
"What? Absolutely not! That's like the guide version. If we release that as a product, hip-hop fans nationwide will laugh at us!"
At the familiar whining of Woo Min-ho, Sang-hyun pointed to the design computer set up specifically for Woo Min-ho in the workspace. Following Sang-hyun's finger, one could see a phrase written on the computer desktop.
"Just do it, bro."
The beautifully engraved letters pierced Woo Min-ho's eyes painfully. He resisted fiercely, turning his gaze away. The coloring wasn't even finished yet, the layout needed work, and there were heaps of effects to add! It was more like a sketch than a design, and if that became a product, it would be trash!
"No, no, no, no. Or rather, not no, just wait. I'll have it finished within a week."
"Hyung, isn't this unfinished vibe cool? Designs don't necessarily have to be neat, you know? Haven't you heard of Kim Whanki's ox? Even a tough touch like that can be cool!"
"Ah, no way. Don't try to convince me!"
Sang-hyun sighed deeply and pointed to the paper stuck on the wall above the monitor. The paper had a sentence written by Kim Hwan himself.
"Just do it!"
Every time Woo Min-ho pursed his lips and shook his head vigorously, Sang-hyun pointed to the paper. After a long struggle, Woo Min-ho finally had to give in.
"You villainous boss!"
After the Gwangju Tigers' performance and the changes that occurred to the 888 Crew, there were many.
The number of members in the Cyworld Crew Club, which was a little over 500, jumped to 2,000, and being recognized by quite a few people on the street was nothing special.
But there were much more important changes.
"First of all, it's Triple Eight."
The sales of the "日日日 X 日日日" products from the domestic brand Triple Eight, which started selling a while ago, began to soar.
Sang-hyun had thought that since the goods market hadn't been activated yet, selling 1,000 items in a year would be a great success. But Sang-hyun's thoughts were pleasantly shattered. It wasn't just a matter of success; it had crossed the sea and gone far beyond the Mediterranean.
Currently, there were a total of four products handled by Triple Eight. When sales started, each of the four products had 200 units in stock. But now, the text displayed on the products indicated "Sold Out."
The wallets of hip-hop fans didn't suddenly become thick. It had been steadily increasing, but the number of Korean hip-hop fans was still small. The reason for this sold-out status was the emergence of a different fan base that didn't intersect with hip-hop: baseball fans.
"If you think about the sales of Han Gwang-soo's uniforms, this is nothing."
Sang-hyun and the other 888 Crew members wore the "日日日 X 日日日" T-shirts during their performance at the Mt. Dujeong Stadium. Since it was a daytime performance, they couldn't show the glowing 062 X RAP, but you get the idea.
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RAP STAR
FantasyTitle: The Rap Star, Shinaek Author: Shinaek Genre: Modern Fantasy, Long-form Novel Summary: 38-year-old failed businessman Lee Sang-hyun suddenly regresses to his 18-year-old self after a car accident! Despite having a guaranteed successful career...