episode_0340

Star Studios.

It was a company founded by Oh Yoon-ji and Kim Woon, but Kim Woon was currently away from work due to his wife Choi Eun-byeol’s pregnancy.

However, that does not mean that Kim Woon was not involved in the company’s management at all.

– So, wouldn’t it be better to stabilize things a bit first?

Kim Woon is exchanging opinions with Oh Yoon-ji through a video conference.

He looks a bit fatter than before, so it seems he is eating well and doing well at home.

– There’s no need to increase it here. You have to be careful when increasing the number of broadcasters in the first place.

“If you keep doing that, you’ll end up with a fixed fan base.”

Oh Yoon-ji, who has her chin raised, responds while turning her pen as if it were a habit.

“You have to keep getting new viewers to be healthy. When one person finishes broadcasting, another person starts broadcasting, and when that person finishes, another person starts broadcasting. You have to go with a structure like this to catch viewers like a water ride.”

– Well, that’s true. But if we increase the number of broadcasters here, won’t it be difficult for us to handle?

Star Studios is not a huge conglomerate. It is just comprised of capable and trustworthy broadcasters.

“If you didn’t have that level of ability, you wouldn’t have started this in the first place. I’ve compiled a list separately, so if you see anyone who’s good, please let me know.”

– okay.

“Yes, then.”

With a sigh, Oh Yoon-ji sips the coffee in her mug and takes out a notebook from her bag.

She, who had just been the president of MCN, was now a second semester, first year student in the English Literature Department.

Square, square.

Square, square.

Oh Yoon-ji, whose hair itself wasn’t bad to begin with.

She finished her assignments quickly without any difficulty.

‘I finished it earlier than I thought.’

She was getting a little bored.

I spend some time swinging my slippered feet back and forth under the desk.

It didn’t really have any special meaning.

Just being like this made me feel like I had become a cheerful child, which was nice.

‘Ah, you must be broadcasting wisdom.’

You said you went into the broadcasting room after working out.

A pink-haired Popo appears on the monitor where Kim Woon had a video conference earlier.

‘Surely wisdom is concrete for fixed viewers.’

Oh Yoon-ji spies on Popo’s broadcast while taking a quick look at the viewer count and the chats that come up.

– Hello! The mukbang I’m going to do today is mala-tang! I ordered the spiciest flavor! I added a ton of different things inside.

– I’m going to take some out and distribute it to the company employees.

– I won’t tell the boss. He doesn’t really like spicy food.

“Oh my god.”

Are you doing this without knowing that I’m here?

[If you’re the president, are you God Yoon?]

“Huh?”

What is God Yoon?

– Popo the Pig! Thank you for donating 100 coins! Yes! That’s right! I’ll give it to Yunne!

“Are you doing this to me?”

Since it’s Oh Yoon-ji, they probably call her God Yoon.

In the first place, the president was alone at the time.

“I’ve been busy since I started going to school, but when I see things like this, it’s hard to keep up with memes on internet broadcasts.”

I don’t know why he calls himself that, but it wasn’t an insult, so I didn’t feel bad.

There were also broadcasters who were helpful in their broadcasts.

– Oh my, our boss likes you so much. If it’s going to be like this, I think I’ll just ask him to do the broadcast.

The chat window is filled with all sorts of messages telling people to quickly bring God Yoon.

‘Last time, Kim Woo-jin did a great job of creating an image.’

A tragic heroine who tried to somehow increase her own value for the man she loved.

The hardships I had because of the cyber wreckers and my father on death row are now a thing of the past.

Now, Oh Yoon-ji has become a strong woman who has overcome everything.

Thanks to that, I guess this kind of reaction comes out in the chat window.

– Ha, that won’t do. I’ll use my ultimate aegyo to keep you guys.

“Aegyo?”

Popo doesn’t usually do things like this.

The moment you think that way.

– Poponuun! I’m not your husband! I can’t sleep at night! I’m sorry, husband!

Bam!

Oh Yoon-ji gets up from her seat, opens the door to the president’s office, and goes out.

There were already employees there preparing to eat the mala-tang.

Oh Yoon-ji entered, ignoring them.

“Hey, sir! Wait a minute! I’m on air right now!”

“I know!”

Oh Yoon-ji, who had been shouting nervously, opens the broadcasting door and glares at Popo.

She was still absorbed in the broadcast, not even knowing that Oh Yoon-ji had arrived.

“Huh? Are you saying this is some kind of aegyo with no basis? Hey, someone I know used to use it himself.”

“If I just do this, my heart will melt and I won’t know what to do-.”

Oh Yoon-ji’s expression, distorted with anger, captured on screen.

In an instant, the chat window began to be filled with images of God Yoon.

“Ah, haha.”

Popo smiled awkwardly and greeted her with embarrassment.

“Sa, hello, boss?”

“Come out.”

“Okay, wait a minute, boss! I didn’t do that on purpose!”

“Shut up! Where did you hear that?! No, come out first!”

“I hate it! Everyone! If I disappear from your screen, report me to the police immediately!”

“Then die inside the screen!”

* * *

Too.

Too.

Too.

– hello?

After waiting for the signal to beep, Yoo Ah-rin finally answered the phone.

Oh Yoon-ji asks nervously, her lips pursed.

“Where is Kim Woojin?”

– Huh? I guess he’s in the dorm.

“No, I’m in the dorm right now.”

Oh Yoon-ji drove straight to Kim Woo-jin’s dormitory.

Since today was the weekend and there were no classes, the university was deserted.

– Well, then where did he go out to play again? You can just ask him yourself.

“Don’t answer the phone.”

– Well, who would answer their ex-girlfriend’s call?

“That’s not it?!”

– Then why wouldn’t you accept it?

“Sigh.”

I can’t explain this.

Oh Yoon-ji sighs, covering her face.

“That happened.”

– Well, I guess. He’s been having an accident for a day or two.

“That’s right, that’s right.”

It would be great if this only happened for a day or two. I really wonder how they keep doing this.

– Oh, by the way, we’re practicing for our next show at the Taekwondo gym right now. Do you want to come and watch? I heard you wanted to see it.

“Oh, right… …But next time. Today, I have something to do with Kim Woojin.”

– Really? I was going to show you what I practiced.

“Well, you guys will do well.”

– This time it’s a little different from what I usually do. Oh, should I tell you?

Can you hear me?

– Arininuun! I don’t have a husband! I can’t sleep at night!

“… … .”

– I’m sorry, honey! Please cheer up!

“Hey.”

– Arin, I’ll do everything for you and your husband today!

“Hey.”

– Phew! No, that’s so funny! Oh Yoon-ji didn’t look like that, but isn’t this really cute?

“Where is Kim Woojin?”

– No, I really don’t know where Kim Woojin is. I heard this yesterday while eating pizza together.

“Hoo.”

– But isn’t there chaos in the bamboo forest right now? Popo’s followers are doing a lot of painting.

“Painting?”

I already felt a chill.

The tingling sensation on my back makes me feel like I’m possessed by something, so I put the phone on speakerphone and turn on the bamboo forest.

– Anonymous 305: I got a popo today.

– Anonymous 301: Isn’t Yoon-nim also from Ga-hyeon-dae? This is crazy, this is crazy. This is just so good.

– Anonymous343: I put aside the cute things about Popo today. If you want to share them, reply below.

↳ Anonymous 301: Do not distribute the Popo video without permission. Upload it to the Popo broadcasting station.

↳ Anonymous302: Do I have to teach you even such basic things?

↳ Anonymous303: If it’s 343, then you’re a first year student? Should we meet up?

↳ Anonymous343: Sorry.

– Anonymous 310: But looking at how you reacted to Popo’s aegyo today, doesn’t it seem like it was God Yoon who was being aegyo?

↳ Anonymous337: Yeah yeah yeah

↳ Anonymous340: I thought it was a cute joke used by someone I know, but judging from the fact that Yoon-nim suddenly showed up and had a fit, it was 100% true.

↳ Anonymous303: I’m so jealous of your ex-boyfriend.

↳ Anonymous11: Why the fuck are these kids doing this here and not in their playground?

Oh Yoon-ji couldn’t look any longer and turned off the bamboo forest.

– Hey, are you okay? Even if you hit me, don’t hit me too hard.

Yoo Ah-rin, who hasn’t hung up the phone yet.

I was trying hard to take his side, but right now I didn’t even want to hear a voice taking Kim Woo-jin’s side.

“Cut off.”

Just hang up the phone.

Since Kim Woojin was already in his room, I thought that if I just stayed here, he would eventually come back at night.

But staying still like that doesn’t fit Oh Yoon-ji’s personality.

“I’ll find you somehow.”

Oh Yoon-ji, who tightly holds the strap of the bag she brought with her, steels her resolve to die.

“I will definitely kill you.”

Oh Yoon-ji trying to go out.

But the doorknob turned even though he hadn’t turned it yet.

She immediately pulled back like a beast and reached out her hand to the being that had entered the room.

“Eww?!”

There was Choi Jin-ah, dressed somewhat shabbily.

“… … Ms. Jin-ah?”

Suddenly, I wondered why Choi Jin-ah was here.

Jinah Choi was holding a large packaging container used for delivery with both hands.

“Huh? You ordered too much fried rice… …I came here to eat with you?”

“… … fried rice?”

“Isn’t Mr. Woojin here?”

“Haa, I’m on my way to catch that guy right now. You don’t know where he is, do you?”

“What about everyone else?”

“Choi Yi-seo isn’t answering the phone, Seo Ye-rin is working, and Yoo Ah-rin… …I called but she doesn’t know.”

“… … Are you feeling unwell?”

“Yes, it’s a bit bad.”

Oh Yoon-ji glanced at Choi Jin-ah’s fried rice with a sigh.

‘Come to think of it, I didn’t even get to eat because I was running.’

Choi Jin-ah noticed the gaze, smiled, and suggested that they eat together.

“Thank you, Jin-ah. Thanks to you, I can kill that guy with more force.”

“… … I won’t be treated as an accomplice, right?”

No, that won’t happen.

maybe.

“Oh, and since you ate my fried rice, can you do me a favor?”

“Huh? Well, if it’s not too difficult?”

“It won’t be difficult. Rather, it’ll be difficult for me. I lost the bet and have to do something for Yoonji.”

“… … Hmm?”

Oh Yoon-ji, who was eating fried rice, looks at Choi Jin-ah with a suspicious look on her face.

“Ji, Jin-ah-neun-!”

I vowed again that I would definitely kill Kim Woo-jin.