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    At 7 a.m., Mr. C, an office worker on his way to work, was browsing Oceania TV.

    The commute to Seoul by bus is 1 hour and 20 minutes.

    It was uncomfortable to sleep, and my eyes were boring to sit still.

    His hand, which had been looking up the list here and there, stopped.

    A thumbnail of a woman wearing tight tights and a baggy t-shirt catches my eye.

    After seeing the title of the broadcast, he clicked on the thumbnail as if fascinated.

    After the advertising video appeared, his eyes caught the sight of a woman doing squats.

    It was ironic that while she had quite a bit of sex appeal, she had a wholesome appearance.

    I tried to get BJ’s attention by chatting with each other to see if anyone had already joined the broadcast, but the woman was steadfast.

    Just doing squats in silence.

    At first, only the woman’s appearance caught my eye, and then what caught my eye was the weight of the barbell she was carrying.

    ‘How many kg is that?’

    With the same thought in mind, a chat was posted asking about the weight, but the woman on the screen still remains silent.

    Just hold that piece of metal, which looks heavy at first glance, and do repetitive movements up and down.

    The audio was blank and he was bored with the broadcast without any reaction, so he thought he would leave, but the woman’s eccentricity made it difficult for Mr. C to click on another channel.

    Whether people in the chat room were shocked or not, her movement continued.

    Following squats, leg curls, leg press, and finishing run.

    About an hour later, she looked at the camera for the first time while wiping the sweat from her head with a towel.

    A slightly curly ponytail and a healthy body.

    Although she didn’t say a word, she made full use of her charm to impress people.

    She looked at the chat window with indifferent eyes and opened her mouth for the first time.

    “Good. Please subscribe to notifications. He was a lone trainer.”

    And then the broadcast ended.

    Countless question marks filled the chat window, and Mr. C was one of them.

    What did I just see? I thought so. The question soon became an exclamation point.

    There’s something amazing and fun about it.

    That was the common thought of people who watched the lone trainer’s broadcast.

    ***

    After confirming that the broadcast was definitely over, I went to Mr. Garam.

    “Well done.”

    “Ugh… I was so nervous. Perhaps because I was nervous, I couldn’t lift as much weight as usual… I can’t do this…”

    Does that mean it didn’t hit the weight?

    It’s crazy.

    “Just get more familiar with the camera. I’m not doing any content anyway.”

    “Yes. But I don’t know if I’m doing well.”

    “The response is not bad. I think about 15 people saw it and there was support.”

    “? Sponsorship?”

    “Yes. About 2,000 coins came in.”

    “Uh… 2,000 coins…”

    She folds and unfolds her fingers to calculate. Currency exchange will not work well here yet.

    “If you settle it, it’s 20,000 won.”

    “Wow… 20,000 won…”

    He looks visibly disappointed. Are you disappointed with this topic?

    “Come to your senses. Mr. Garam. I just did my usual routine and earned 20,000 won? If you post today’s video here on YouTube, you will earn additional income later.”

    When I spoke a little forcefully, she shrank her neck.

    “Ah! sorry. I guess I had too high expectations.”

    “It was the first broadcast today. Don’t try to get too full on your first drink.”

    “Yes. I’ll keep that in mind. The broadcasts you showed received 100,000 coins at a time, so I guess expectations were raised.”

    “That’s… a really fun broadcast. Anyway, Mr. Garam, you have just started. In terms of exercise, it’s Helin. You can’t squat 60kg from the beginning.”

    “Huh? I initially weighed 60kg?”

    Tilting her head, she asks again.

    I hate you.

    We did a test broadcast on Monday using the broadcasting equipment that Hocheol prepared.

    After that, the first broadcast aired on Tuesday.

    If there are 15 people on the first broadcast, it is a good indicator.

    Actually, there was an easy way to get there.

    If you log in with your ID and donate a large amount of coins, your real-time ranking will immediately increase and your broadcast will receive attention.

    However, if you do that, enemies will appear quickly.

    When I, who was already a big player, cut off my sponsorship, Hana, who was at the top of the rankings, plummeted.

    I understand that it is currently hovering around 10th place.

    With the overwhelming first place gone, all that remains is the fight for first place between 2nd to 5th places.

    If you just do a coin-sponsored rush, it would be a clean game, but in fact, that’s not the case.

    They bite each other’s fandoms and tarnish BJ. There are many attempts to affect people’s mentality by posting malicious posts on the Internet.

    I don’t want Mr. Garam to jump into that battlefield.

    I didn’t notice it because he always showed a bright side when working out, but I got to see a different side of Mr. Garam through the work at the Han River Park and the conversation at the hair salon.

    Mr. Garam is extremely unconfident.

    The external environment surrounding her is not good, so she has a glass mentality that breaks when struck.

    I feel hurt by trivial things and despair over trivial things.

    What protects her is exercise.

    According to Garam, if you exercise, you won’t have bad thoughts. I guess it’s because I’m concentrating.

    Anyway, for this reason she deserves less attention.

    Now that we’ve started broadcasting on the Internet, it’s something we’ll have to experience someday, but it’s still too early.

    “Oh, now that I think about it, I’ve been lax about checking things these days. Member. Are you measuring InBody?”

    Ah, the title has become member…

    InBody measured like that.

    Compared to the beginning, it has decreased significantly enough to be felt, but compared to what was measured just before, no significant growth was seen.

    “Because it is a period of stagnation. Maybe I should try changing my exercise pattern.”

    Seeing me looking a little glum, Mr. Garam comforted me.

    “President Inho helps me with my broadcasts, and I help him with his workouts. They are mutually beneficial.”

    She continued speaking while scribbling something in her notebook.

    The bright voice made me chuckle without even realizing it.

    “Of course. They are mutually beneficial.”

    “Okay then. Are we going to keep helping each other until we succeed? Now promise~”

    She held out her little finger, and I also put my little finger to the rhythm.

    “Hold down the stamp and even make a copy.”

    After putting her thumbs together and grazing her palms to make sure they were firm, she relaxed her neck this way and that and said.

    “Okay then, let’s increase the weight a little more today.”

    “?”

    “The idea is to break the plateau with more vigorous exercise.”

    Shit.

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