IDOL LIFE THAT STARTS WITH MILITARY WRITING

Episode 31

Winning twice in a row? Is it okay to be this lucky?'

Kim So-young, who had successfully applied to attend the second competition following the first, arrived at the venue where the competition was to be held with a happy heart.

'But why does it seem like there are more people waiting than there are audience members?'

A huge crowd that made people realize the popularity of 'National Idol Season 2' unfold before Kim So-young's eyes.

Perhaps the application for admission tickets was rejected, but it seemed like quite a few people came without a plan, hoping to see the trainees' faces at least once.

'That means winning a ticket to the concert is like trying to reach for a star in the sky.'

-I just arrived in front of the concert hall…!

-Wow! I'm really, really, really jealous ㅠㅠ

-Didn't you say you went to the audience for the first competition last time?

-yes that's right!

-This is really amazing… You have such great hands!

-This time, everyone around me failed. I guess the competition rate is really high. I'm so jealous.

After bragging in a chatroom I often visit, I felt like I was a winner.

Now, even in chat rooms with over 100 people, only a handful of people, excluding himself, have won admission tickets.

'I told you that we should meet up and go in together.'

-Where are you? I just got here.

-I'm under a streetlight right now. I'm wearing a white long padded jacket!

1:1 chat has arrived.

Among the people in the open chat room, there was someone who promised to watch the competition together.

He probably just arrived and was looking for himself.

'Is that him?'

Kim So-young saw a black object approaching her.

“Are you ‘Mini’?”

"yes that's right!"

A woman wearing a black long padded coat and a black hat approached him and spoke to him.

Looking closely, I could see a young face inside the hat.

'By the way, did you say you were a senior in high school?'

“Should we go to the entrance line now? We have to hurry so we can get a seat at the front.”

“Oh, the front seat? Do I have to go to the front seat?”

“Yes? It’s not necessary. But wouldn’t the front seat be better?”

“Oh, I understand.”

'Do you not like going to the front?'

I don't understand it, but I guess it's just a matter of taste.

Even the way he spoke in the chatroom seemed a bit unusual. When we actually met, he seemed similar to the image I had in mind.

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“By the way, I didn’t even get to say my full name. My name is Kim So-young.”

“I think you can just call me Min.”

“Min?”

“Yes, my name is Oeja.”

“Aha, I see.”