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"the quiett producer, how much fight money will you give to xiao?"
"five million won."
eunbyeol's eyes widened. "thank you so much!"
"you're really good, you deserve it."
"nucksal producer?"
"four million and five hundred thousand won," the said man stated. "this isn't as much as what illionaire's giving you, but come to our team!"
eunbyeol simply laughed and turned her gaze over to code kunst and paloalto.
jinpyo asked the same question and code kunst answered, "four million and nine hundred thousand won."
"wow, thank you!"
"lastly, producer swings. how much will you give to xiao?"
he leaned back in his seat. "we changed it from ten million won like we did with nafla because we'd go broke, but you two are basically on the same level, just with different styles. we're giving you three million, nine hundred thousand won."
"wah! thank you so much!" eunbyeol bowed, showing off a big grin.
"now, xiao's total fight money is.."
"eighteen million, three hundred thousand won!"
the young girl gaped at the numbers behind her and continuously thanked the producers.
"this puts you and nafla in a tie at first place. there is also a big gap between you and the second place. do you feel burdened at all? there might be high anticipation for your next performance," jinpyo explained.
"i do my best to put on the best performances for a living and this isn't very different."
deepflow nodded and leaned over to nucksal. "we should've gave her more money. we need her on our team."
"alright, we'll see you at the next round."
"thank you again!"
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it was around midnight when the evaluations ended. the remaining contestants were walking off the bleachers and heading out, eunbyeol included.
on her way out, she was stopped by a hand on her shoulder.
"hey, xiao! you were amazing up there."
nafla stood there with loopy right beside him and she became speechless for a moment.
"i— thank you! you were both so good too!" she smiled. "i'm a really big fan. can i, um, get a photo?"
"of course!" loopy exclaimed.
the three of them asked one of the other contestants to take their picture before they all headed outside.
"oh, there's my ride."
eunbyeol pointed at a white car and she could make out chan's silhouette sitting in the passenger seat through the tinted windows.
nafla ruffled her hair. "we'll see you next week."
"for sure! see you!"
and she skipped over to the vehicle, opening the back door and hopping inside.
"hi, oppa!" she cheerily greeted, putting her seatbelt on.
"hi, byeol!" chan mimicked. "how was it?"
"i got four passes!" eunbyeol grinned. "and nafla and i are tied at first place! can you believe it?"
"i can, actually."
the girl looked out the window with a permanent smile and proceeded to tell chan about everything that went down. from changmo listening to her predebut mixtapes to the producers all complimenting her song.
➥ 終 [fin.] ➥ dingo finally uploaded nafla's killing verse and i 😌😌😌
