Ch.316I won’t be fooled anymore

When Kim Donghu started posting photos of his wild partying lifestyle.

Naturally, not everyone believed it.

“Donghu is such a good actor, probably because he’s an actor.”

“Excuse me?”

“No, I just thought that looking at his Instagram.”

“That’s not acting, it’s real, you know?”

“What?”

Puhahahahaha!

As soon as doubts about Kim Donghu were raised.

Kim Youngmo, who had maintained a connection with him since “Hehe Doctor!” and “High Dream,” wearing his signature bucket hat, clutched his stomach and cackled.

“Well… I can see why someone might think that after just a brief look at Kim Donghu.”

“Am I missing something big here?”

“Yes, you’re missing something enormous.”

Just as Kim Youngmo was about to give the junior writer a hint.

Click.

The door opened.

“What are you all laughing about?”

Munch, munch.

Director Kim Cheoldo entered the conference room eating cherry pie.

“Well, you see…”

Kim Youngmo quickly summarized the situation for Director Kim Cheoldo.

“Zuhahahaha! Yes, that makes sense. If you’ve only heard rumors… or haven’t seen him in person? You might think that way.”

The junior writer tilted her head in genuine confusion at Kim Cheoldo’s words.

After all, from the visible evidence to the flood of news articles.

From YouTube to countless experts claiming Kim Donghu was “not practicing.”

“Is he really that different in person? When he’s posting stuff like this on Instagram?”

Simply saying “I’ve known Kim Donghu for a long time, and he’s not that kind of person” wasn’t very convincing.

If anything, that seemed like the biased perspective of close acquaintances.

But it seemed there was more than just “faith” backing their confidence.

Director Kim Cheoldo recalled a past incident.

“When was it? After filming High Dream… some time later when Donghu was super busy, I ran into him by chance.”

“Yes?”

“Everyone’s tired, right? Filming usually takes about 10 hours, so everyone rests afterward. But do you know what Donghu was doing?”

“What was he doing? Don’t tell me he was working out?”

“Oh, you’re right. He was working out. But if that’s all you heard, you might think… ah, he’s just maintaining his image.”

I can’t forget that proud look in his eyes.

He said he’d never skipped exercise, that he always did it no matter the situation.

He’d been doing it since he was 8 years old, for over 10 years, and still found it fun.

“A guy who talked like that suddenly gambling? Honestly… others might be fooled, but I’m not.”

Speaking continuously.

Director Kim Cheoldo neatly popped the cherry pie into his mouth.

“I guess you don’t know that Kim Donghu the athlete and Kim Donghu the actor are the same person.”

It’s all an act.

The junior writer who said that.

Honestly thought the senior staff were just teasing her.

But.

“…Was it real?”

At the first and last press conference livestream.

She closed her mouth tightly at Kim Donghu’s presence.

If people had lost faith, he had no choice but to show them for real.

That’s what Kim Donghu seemed to be saying with his body.

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Unbelievable.

‘All of that was fake?’

He was spotted at a casino just a week before the press conference.

Was even that a lie? Was it all media play?

Zain Lance wanted to grab Kim Donghu by the collar and demand answers.

‘What’s real anymore?’

He couldn’t make sense of Kim Donghu gulping down alcohol as soon as he sat at the press conference table.

Judging by his visible physique and the muscles attached to his frame.

He looked like someone who had sculpted his body through proper rest and systematic training.

Yet his behavior was unmistakably that of a degenerate.

He didn’t know which tune to dance to.

The very thought that he needed to dance to a tune.

Zain Lance failed to notice he was already being played by Kim Donghu.

And the reporters were in the same boat.

His body was that of a beast that could devour several people at once.

Yet his attitude showed complete disinterest in the interview, as if telling them to mind their own business.

They couldn’t figure out what questions to ask.

“…Well, now that both of you are here… we’ll proceed with the official press conference.”

Of course, the MC who had to conduct the press conference.

Bob, the representative of Top Rank Promotion, was in the same predicament.

“Due to time constraints, please omit your affiliations when asking questions.”

Still, he somehow managed to keep things moving.

“I have a question for Donghu Kim. Looking at your recent behavior, it seems you’re not preparing for the fight. Is that true?”

“Yes, that’s correct. And I just showed up here, so please don’t expect much.”

I hope they throw a few questions at Zain Lance and this will be over quickly.

That’s all.

But the atmosphere chilled at Kim Donghu’s response.

This wasn’t how things were supposed to go.

To be precise.

‘Why is everyone here being swayed by Kim Donghu?’

It was a situation that didn’t make sense.

As if everyone was walking on eggshells around Kim Donghu.

They cautiously asked questions, and when met with harsh answers, they flinched.

BANG!

Zain Lance slammed the table to change the flow.

Crack.

Just like when Kim Donghu had expressed his anger at Edward in the past.

The table cracked from the impact.

The center caved in as if it might break at any moment.

“If you’re just going to take the belt and leave, why did you even bother showing up here?”

And then came the aggressive tone.

Finally, the cameras, lights, and reporters’ attention.

All shifted to Zain Lance.

“Because it’s in the contract, don’t you know what a contract is?”

But with Kim Donghu’s casual response.

Attention scattered, interest dispersed.

“…Hah, so you’re saying you’ll just hand it over as soon as we get in the ring?”

“Hand it over? Me? To whom, you?”

The sudden verbal sparring between two top-tier fighters.

Without needing to ask questions.

This situation itself was newsworthy.

Reporters continuously fired their flashes.

Flash! Flash! Flash!

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m going to win anyway, how can you fight in that mental state when all you do is party?”

“How do you know so much, are you that interested in me?”

“…How long do I have to listen to this nonsense?”

“Don’t try to stand up, just sit quietly. That’s the contract condition, right?”

The intensity of the exchange escalated.

“Contract, contract, is that contract protecting you right now?”

“How does a contract protect me? You should be grateful I’m not smashing your head with this bottle.”

A sharp tone completely different from Kim Donghu’s usual manner.

Not wanting to back down, Zain Lance stood up abruptly.

“You crazy bastard!”

Bob, who was moderating, stepped back to capture some provocative footage.

Taking this as an OK signal, Zain Lance moved toward Kim Donghu.

“Go back, even now.”

“Are you scared? I’m ready to fight right here, right now!”

“Why are you suddenly so excited, did you take aphrodisiacs? Good thing there’s no drug test today, huh?”

“This son of a bitch, really!”

Completely different from his usual interviews.

Seeing Kim Donghu perfectly engaged in trash talk.

Zain Lance lost control and grabbed him by the collar.

But.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“…”

According to the original script, he should have grabbed the collar and pulled him up.

But Zain Lance only tugged at Kim Donghu’s clothes.

He couldn’t lift the body.

“Get up, let’s fight right now.”

“Why should I? There’s no money in it now. If you enjoy serving, why don’t you wash my feet instead, huh?”

A tone naturally inviting laughter from the reporters.

The reporters forced awkward laughs at Kim Donghu’s words.

Since this whole situation was one big mockery.

Zain Lance yanked Kim Donghu’s clothes hard.

Riiiiip.

But still the body wouldn’t budge.

Only the clothes tore.

Revealed beneath the torn front.

The muscles that had only been hinted at before were now fully exposed.

Muscles perhaps even more refined than his own.

Of course, fights aren’t won by muscles alone.

But seeing the obvious results of repeated high-intensity training.

Zain Lance was momentarily speechless.

“If you don’t have the guts to continue, just go sit down quietly.”

Don’t ruin my drink.

At Kim Donghu’s calm words.

“…The, the press conference ends here.”

Bob hastily terminated the press conference.

The face-off was naturally omitted.

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Kim Donghu vs Zain Lance.

Zain Lance vs Kim Donghu.

After their press conference video was broadcast live.

And released in real-time worldwide.

[Not Falling For It Anymore]

-Kim Donghu you crazy bastard

-So this was all buildup

ㄴLook at that body lolololol

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[Zain Lance got scared lolololol so funny how he just backed off]

-Yeah yeah, where are all the Lance fanboys now?

ㄴAm I a fanboy just because I support Lance?

ㄴThat sounds good

ㄴBut seriously, not falling for it anymore

[Kim Donghu… you’re back]

-In the form I always knew

ㄴFact) He was always like this

ㄴWow being an actor he’s now performing for the whole world

ㄴTitanium muscles hidden under clothes, is this for real?

Public opinion did a complete 180.

That’s how it always was.

Community trends flip as easily as turning your palm.

As soon as people thought Kim Donghu was acting, they excitedly posted.

[How Could You Deceive Us, Kim Donghu!]

-The funny thing is some people are still fooled

-Who’s still falling for this? lol

ㄴZain Lance tore his clothes and leaked the answer key, how can anyone still be fooled? lol

ㄴIf you look closely, you can see he’s actually awkward

ㄴThe manners in his heart won’t let him put his feet on the table lololol

[Can’t Wait For The Fight]

-Kim Donghu show us a legendary lesson

ㄴKill him

ㄴAgree

While fans relaxed, laughed and chatted.

Time passed quickly and finally, on the day of the fight.

“…You all came together?”

In the waiting room, Kim Donghu experienced for the first time.

“Haha, this is… interesting.”

The situation of having all his girlfriends in one place.