Chapter 007 Countdown to Liberation
Under the scorching sun, everyone worked hard to increase the group's attention.
"Hello, excuse me, are you free now? Can I take up some of your time?" Kim Nayeon's face was filled with a big smile, and she politely asked passers-by using honorifics.
"No."
"Sorry, I'm in a hurry."
"Sorry, not interested."
"I have something to do."
After repeated inquiries, no flyers were produced. Kim Na-yeon still had the same number of posters in her hands. No one wanted to take even the thin sheets of paper, let alone stop to listen to her explanations.
Aside from Kim Na-yeon, everyone else also had their own difficulties. Under the scorching heat outside, their makeup was even a little blurred.
On the other hand, Lu Wei was in the cool shade of the tree.
Huh???
The number of flyers in her hand was decreasing at an alarming rate. Could she be the legendary flyer queen?
Of course not, Lu Wei was just putting herself in the perspective of a passerby. If it were her, she definitely wouldn't want to listen to people chattering on the summer street.
Simply handing the flyer out is not an option, as throwing it in the trash is also an unnecessary step for passers-by.
If you want to end your part-time job quickly, you should add a "Thank you!" or "Thank you very much!" when handing out flyers.
In this way, the person who receives the flyer will not only take a look at the content above, but also be able to liberate himself perfectly and quickly.
As for whether this would backfire and bring the group back to life, Lu Wei's rationality and sensibility simultaneously told her not to overthink it. If such an unprecedented event really happened, she would accept it.
Lu Wei distributed all the promotional posters in his hand using this method. When he looked around, he saw other people still running around, and sighed helplessly.
He raised his hand to his forehead to block the scorching light, trotted over to Kim Nayeon, took a small half of the flyer in her hand, and handed it to passers-by with the intention of demonstrating.
"Thank you, thank you very much."
"I wish you good health and all the best."
Seeing Lu Wei with a faint smile on his face, sincerely expressing his gratitude to the passers-by, Jin Nayan stood there in a daze, a little at a loss.
Her chest felt heavy, as if blocked by gravel, and her nose began to feel sour. This peculiar feeling didn't come from the frustration of being compared to others, but from Lu Wei, from this glimmer of light in the darkness.
This beam of light illuminated her at this moment...
As the sun slowly set and the sunset glow faded away, Lu Wei and his teammates ended their day as tools amidst the hustle and bustle of people and traffic.
"I'm so tired, my eyeliner is smudged."
"Oh my god, they're finally distributed."
"I hope it helps."
"Next time, let's go perform on the streets. That way we can get more attention."
"Then you can bring your filming equipment and post it on YouTube."
Everyone gathered at the drop-off point, waiting for the agent to arrive while making suggestions and fully exerting their subjective initiative.
After hearing this, our five-star general and the onlooker, Ms. Lu Wei, both widened their eyes considerably. Her eyes couldn't express her resentment; she simply wanted the young ladies to withdraw their magical powers and stop offering any constructive ideas.
Estimating that it was about time, Cui Yajing walked out of the coffee shop carrying her bag at the right time: "Come on, everyone, have some water. We'll be back to the dormitory soon."
Lu Wei took the free iced American coffee, opened the lid and took a sip, using the bitter coffee to suppress the bitterness in his heart.
After a lot of hard work, the number of stage views increased by hundreds or even thousands. Don't underestimate these hundreds of views, as they are matched by a multiple of the number of comments.
Cui Yajing’s hands get numb from deleting comments every day.
She even categorized comments like "lack of talent", "unpleasant song", and "average looks" as friendly comments. It's conceivable how much everyone dislikes this song and the performance presented by the members.
Although the publicity wasn't very good, everyone was in much better shape when they recorded the stage again, and they replicated their practice room performances on stage. There weren't any overly long performances, nor were there any dramatic performances.
With the good news, the atmosphere in the dormitory became better and all the members breathed a sigh of relief.
But as time goes by, there are fewer and fewer stages for recording songs, more and more hair on the broom, and dark circles and bags under the eyes are like viruses, firmly clinging to their faces.
Everyone used limited funds and tried every possible method, but the results were still unsatisfactory.
Putting aside other things, the song itself is the biggest bug. No matter how well they perform or how well they dance, they cannot avoid or escape this sinful song.
There are fewer and fewer clothes in the living room, and the big supermarkets that sell two pieces for 99 yuan are now in name only.
Lu Wei has seen Kim Na-yeon and others packing their luggage more than once, and it seems that everyone has some understanding of the current situation of the group and the company's attitude.
Disbandment and separation are only a matter of time.
After the last recording session of the promotional song, the team members already had a premonition in their hearts, and they suppressed their sadness and waited for the company's decision.
At this point, Lu Wei still hadn't realized anything was wrong. It wasn't until she woke up from her sleep in the middle of the night that she realized what she had forgotten.
Without a schedule or the need to practice, there would be no grass or chicken feed to maintain vital signs, and the days of free food and drink would come to an end.
If they were delayed for several months before leaving, she would starve to death in Goryeo. The original owner's three-digit balance was at most enough for her to buy a discounted ticket back home.
Counting on the company to pay her salary is worse than kneeling in the temple of the God of Wealth. According to the common saying in Gaoli, she was lucky not to owe the company millions, and she dared to ask the company to pay her. She was asking for her life.
Fortunately, the face is original, otherwise Lu Wei would have to work to pay off his debts after terminating the contract with the company.
There are too many restrictions when looking for a job abroad, and she needs to think carefully about it.
To be on the safe side, Lu Wei went to the supermarket after daybreak and bought a bag of cheap instant cereal, then took a reluctant look at the vegetable and fruit section.
He swallowed his saliva, and adhering to the principle of seeing is eating, he moved his evil hands away.
After paying the bill and returning to the dormitory, Lu Wei searched the Internet for Korea's relevant work regulations. She was a little confused about the work permit involved.
After the original owner debuted in Goryeo, he obtained a literary and artistic work visa with the help of the company. In this case, can he engage in other jobs?
Lu Wei had no experience studying abroad, and the information he searched online became more and more complicated.
It would be great if I had the original owner's memories. Now I have no idea of the original owner's past movements, so I can only grope around on my own. I use the clumsy method of recreating an account to post inquiries, waiting for kind people to reply, and then taking out my phone to contact my agent to get relevant information indirectly.
[Sister Yajing, excuse me. I'd like to ask if we have any upcoming activities?]
"Ding Dong~" sound was heard.
Cui Jingya had just finished a meeting with the company leaders when she saw Lu Wei's message. Although she didn't know what Lu Wei wanted to ask specifically, she knew what everyone was most concerned about during this period.
The promotions were over, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the group was in imminent danger. Even the most heartless person would be concerned about this, as it related to their own fate.
She thought about what was discussed at the meeting and replied with her fingertips tapping the phone keyboard: [The itinerary is still being confirmed. I will notify you when there is news.]
Not seeing what he wanted, Lu Wei continued to ask: [Thank you, Sister Jingya. I would like to do some part-time jobs in my spare time. Do you have any suggestions?]
Lu Wei didn't want to continue beating around the bush, so she stated her purpose directly.
As far as she knew, many members in the dormitory were looking for part-time jobs. Perhaps by coincidence, their relationship could change from teammates to colleagues.
[I understand. I'll get back to you tomorrow.] Cui Jingya instantly understood Lu Wei's idea. It wouldn't be a good idea to continue dragging it out. Tomorrow would be a good time to gather everyone and discuss the company's decision.
Lu Wei: [Thank you, sorry for bothering me.]
Switching to the mobile page, the anonymous post, influenced by the three hot words "idol, Korea, part-time job", has sparked a lot of discussion and attention.
Most of them are just wicked people who are just looking for fun, and few of them actually respond to the content of the post.
----Little Green Book app [I'd like to ask everyone, can debuted foreign idols take on other jobs in Korea? For example, working part-time in a restaurant, etc. I'm quite curious.] "Huh?"
"These inquiries, which are inexplicable and vague, will be handled as part of the "I Have a Friend" series."
"The idol himself is not running away, so the blogger should just say his name."
"What are you so curious about? I'm also curious about my idol's daily life. Can you tell me about it?"
"A bit of brains, but not much / dog-head."
"Am I seeing this right? This isn't just some kind of promotional activity? Is this blogger really an idol? He's working part-time for 208,000 RMB?"
"You're too narrow-minded! Sis, you're already so well-connected, why do you still need a second job? Why not sell some gossip to a marketing account? I guarantee you'll be well-fed."
"I totally agree. For example, if you want to see the idols' dating news, please post more."
"Is the blogger mentally ill and crazy? She's worried that we can't find her. Someone come quickly and let her see the power of the masses."
"I'm dying of laughter. I've seen artists go crazy on DuckBlog, but I've never seen them let loose on Green Book."
"If bloggers dare to post under their real names, they won't have to look for part-time jobs. Their traffic will be fully utilized, allowing them to find jobs again."
"No, I don't understand. The blogger isn't necessarily an idol, and their gender isn't certain either. Why do people make it seem like that's a given?"
"Haha, the gender description of the blogger's homepage is indicative of the world. The essence of the other world is a huge makeshift team. We must believe in the diversity of species, such as finding a job in the green book."
"There are only so many green cards. This girl has this crazy beauty who doesn't want to be overseas..."
"I hope the blogger can post some photos to prove his identity. I'm quite curious."
"Is it really that hard to be a Korean idol? Do I need to find a part-time job to make a living?"
"To be honest, it's really hard to make a living. Apart from the well-known and popular groups, others can't make much money."
"It's pretty easy to make a living in the domestic entertainment industry anyway. Why don't bloggers go back to China? Even if they do live streaming to sell goods, they can still make a living."
"I feel the blogger's identity is genuine, but most green card holders come from well-off families. This is the first time I've seen this."
"I suggest the blogger delete the post. Don't be fooled by the friendly conversation now. If it's exposed, you'll be ridiculed."
"The person above is quite kind. Blogger, remember to turn off your private messages and read my replies. Stop it, everyone out there is just enjoying the fun."
Lu Wei scrolled through the comments section and sighed. It was her fault, too. She had a stupid brain at the critical moment, thinking that if she used more cautious words, no one would guess.
Being an idol easily attracts a lot of attention, and she posted it casually.
"Bang!" Lu Wei raised his fist and hit his head hard.
I really don't know what I was thinking. I can't believe my brain was damaged by dancing. With such a high content of elements, I can easily imagine the proportion of the spectators.
There will definitely not be a next time. Although deleting the post is a bit of a disguised confirmation, according to the theory that the Internet's memory does not exceed three days, if the account is cancelled, everyone will soon forget about it.
Moreover, she registered using an unauthenticated Xunxun account, making it difficult to identify her.
Wait for the agent's reply tomorrow. If the result is not good, call the embassy directly to inquire.
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