Chapter 38: Press The Seizure Button

-Oh…, I see.

-Tell Wooseok.

-To look forward to the next broadcast.

-He’s dead.

“…That’s what he said.”

“Why only me?!”

“Because you led it.”

“You helped too!”

“I just said what I wanted to drink.”

“Kyaaaak!!!”

He screamed in terror of the future to come.

Is there a program with the mister?

Jeong Hayeon sipped her Earl Grey tea and got to the point.

“Then, let’s continue the story we were having earlier. You said you were looking for someone who draws, right? And it wasn’t at Seongbeom’s request. Then for what reason?”

I sucked on the iced tea I bought with the mister’s card and thought…

‘How do I say this?’

If I say that I’m editing internet broadcasts and I’m looking for someone to draw pictures for it and use it as a VTuber, it would be like revealing my identity.

If I make a rough excuse, it doesn’t explain why a 13-year-old kid wants an illustrator with considerable skill.

While I was thinking about that, Kang Wooseok, who was next to me, opened his mouth as if to speak for me.

“Ah, right. Come to think of it, Seongbeom said that his niece didn’t look like him at all, but she took after his talent.”

“Talent?”

“Yeah, I heard PD Lee say it absurdly, but she talks about directing like a little Lee Seongbeom. No, he said it was like seeing two Lee Seongbeoms.”

“Oh…. As expected of Seongbeom’s niece?”

Did that part not become a rumor?

The rumor seemed to be simply due to the difference in appearance between the mister and me.

Ah, right.

Clearly, I came to the broadcasting station with the mister under the pretext of a job experience.

I can use that.

“My uncle is doing YouTube this time, and he told me to participate and study. But I came up with a good idea.”

“I heard about that. It’s amazing that you’re participating in a program at such a young age. What’s the idea?”

The reaction seems to be not bad as an excuse.

I continued to make excuses.

“TV programs and YouTube programs are similar, but slightly different. Instead of just showing people, I thought it would be fun and children would like it if we actively put in pictures or characters.”

“…That’s right, YouTube doesn’t have strict censorship from the Korea Communications Standards Commission, so if you put in pictures like that, you can target young viewers as well.”

Jeong Hayeon didn’t dismiss my explanation as a child’s words, but thought about it seriously.

Kang Wooseok, who was sitting next to me, sucked on his decaffeinated iced Americano with an expression that said he didn’t understand this content.

“You said your name was Sua, right? Certainly, children seem to have more outstanding ideas than us adults. We’re too stuck in TV broadcasts and lack this kind of flexible thinking. Is that why Seongbeom put Sua in the YouTube team?”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

“It seems like the work would be fun. Ah, then what was that about not being related to Seongbeom earlier?”

Ah, I said that.

“Ah…, I wanted to find someone secretly without my uncle knowing and surprise him.”

“Oh my, you wanted to be praised by Seongbeom~ How cute~”

“Ah, hahaha….”

Not at all, but if you think so and can get through this….

It wouldn’t be for nothing that Kang Wooseok brought me to her.

He must have brought me here because he was at least connected to artists.

If I keep talking, I might reveal my excuses.

I need to quickly get an introduction to a person and get through this moment.

“So, could you help me find someone?”

“Find someone?”

“So, someone who draws….”

I thought I said the obvious, but the expressions of the two who heard my words were strange.

And they looked at each other and seemed to be communicating something with their eyes.

Is something wrong?

Breaking a little awkward silence, Jeong Hayeon asked me.

“Sua, you were looking for someone who draws, right? So you asked this oppa.”

“…Yes.”

“So this oppa brought you to unnie, right?”

“Th, that’s right?”

“Then wouldn’t unnie be someone who draws?”

“Ah?”

Huh.

Is that so?

I thought he brought me to someone who knows such people well.

The aura she gave off didn’t feel like she would draw….

“This unnie is a little sad. Don’t you like me very much?”

“Ah, ah, no. It’s just that you’re so elegant that I thought you were definitely an actress….”

“Oh my, look at what she’s saying. Wooseok, did you hear that? She said I’m an actress! That’s me~!”

“Ah, ah. So, don’t hit the person next to you because you’re happy….”

“S, sorry?”

“What are you sorry for~ I have to work hard since I heard this? I was going to worry about what it was, but if it’s Seongbeom’s program, there’s no way it will fail.”

She was in a very good mood, and she kept covering her mouth and hitting Kang Wooseok’s shoulder.

Even in that appearance, elegance flowed out, which seemed to be the aura that just comes from the person.

But there was a problem.

I made up the explanation with lies.

What I need an illustration for is my editing, not the mister’s YouTube.

Fortunately, she seems to be showing favor to me.

‘I’ll have to ask the mister to persuade her later….’

If I had just told the truth from the beginning, there wouldn’t have been this trouble.

As I started to think that, my cell phone vibrated.

It was a message from the mister to come home now.

“Kid, I have something to ask you.”

“……Yes.”

“What did you say to Hayeon that made her look at me with such a sinister expression?”

“…First of all, I’m sorry.”

When the mister came to pick me up at the rest area, Kang Wooseok had already run away, and only Jeong Hayeon saw me off.

And she thinks I’m secretly recruiting her without the mister knowing.

So she couldn’t hide her suspicious smile as she looked at me and the mister.

I told the mister the whole story and asked for advice.

“What should I do in this case?”

“What, was that it?”

“Don’t think of it so lightly. The aura she gave off was like a chaebol’s wife, and I’m afraid something bad will happen if she finds out it’s a lie.”

As I was restless and worried, the mister couldn’t hold back his laughter and laughed out loud.

“A chaebol’s wife. Hahaha!”

“Don’t laugh!”

“Wow, how did you find such a fitting expression? Come to think of it, that’s right. Elegant, graceful, and strong-willed.”

“So let’s think together….”

“Why are you thinking about that? The answer is simple.”

“Simple?”

“Yeah, very simple.”

When I was puzzled and didn’t understand, the mister explained.

“If you’re thinking of becoming a PD later, you should learn this kind of know-how.”

“I don’t particularly want to be a PD….”

“Still, listen. It will definitely be helpful. What is a PD? The general manager of the program. In other words, it means the boss. That means everything goes through the PD and the PD is also responsible.”

“Right?”

“Then do you know what’s most annoying when broadcasting?”

What’s most annoying in broadcasting.

Isn’t it a malfunction of broadcasting equipment or budget problems?

“Well, there could be this and that, but broadcasting is ultimately about showing people. If the cast goes wrong, the broadcast fails in an instant.

It’s the same for the production crew as well as the cast. You have to manage all those people while filming.”

“…It sounds difficult?”

“No, it’s surprisingly simple. Especially for people who come to a place like this.”

“A place like this?”

“Where do I work? A broadcasting station, right? This is a place where people who want to show off their abilities gather. And such people usually have an easy-to-press button. You just have to press it.”

“That sounds a bit mean.”

“I explained it in an easy-to-understand way.”

The wording was a bit strong, but I think I understood what the mister wanted to say.

To stimulate what that person wants or what can make them move.

That was the advice of a person in a position to handle people.

But, how do you find that out?

As I fell into more thoughts, the mister gave me a huge hint.

“Hayeon is an amazing artist. That high pride is proportional to her skill. Think about that. What are artists crazy about?”

“Ah.”

I realized it only after hearing the mister’s hint, which was close to the correct answer.

What people who draw are crazy about.

“I’ll have to invite her to my house later.”

That was a possibility.