Peninsula: I can steal the luck of disgraced celebrities

"AGB Nielsen nationwide ratings...10.7%! Third place in its time slot!"

Lin Zhixun stopped rubbing his eyes.

10.7%.

This number is neither high nor low, but it just barely crosses the 10% threshold.

He won.

"understood."

Lin Zhixun's voice remained calm, revealing no emotion, as if he were merely confirming today's weather.

The calmer he remained, the more excited Soo-ji became on the other side of the wall, her voice rising an octave:

「你听到了吗？10.7%！我们同时段第三！《雅典娜》从18.6%掉到了16.3%，《逆转女王》从16.6%掉到了14.2%！」

"These viewers were snatched away from these two hit dramas."

Lin Zhixun could even picture Suzy rolling around on the bed, clutching a pillow.

"Hmm, I heard that." He rolled out of bed and headed towards the bathroom. "Looks like someone's going to have to spend some money."

"It's not just about spending money!" Suzy's voice came muffledly through the wall:

"Eun-jung unnie's expression must be priceless! I really want to rush to her room right now to see!"

Lin Zhixun smiled but didn't reply.

He knew that the real excitement would be saved for the film set.

……

Half an hour later, when Lin Chih-hsun arrived at the set, the atmosphere of the entire crew was completely different from the day before.

The air was filled with a fragrance called "triumphant and triumphant".

The fatigue on the staff's faces vanished, replaced by uncontrollable smiles, and even their steps as they moved props became lighter.

Even those who played minor roles but didn't appear on screen couldn't help but straighten their backs when they thought about the show's premiere ratings.

Only Ham Eun-jung stood out from the rest of the crew.

She was dressed in a black tracksuit and wore a baseball cap. She sat in the corner with her head down, exuding a low-pressure aura that said "keep away."

Lin Zhixun sat down next to her in a very irritating way.

Ham Eun-jung turned her head and glanced at it.

Eyes facing each other.

Ham Eun-jung said with a touch of tragic determination, "Tell me, which restaurant are you eating at!"

Lin Zhixun raised an eyebrow, pretending to think, and said, "I'll have to think about that carefully."

"Mingles in Seoul seems alright, and the Korean restaurant 'Na Yeon' at the Shilla Hotel is barely worthy of my status."

Ham Eun-jung straightened up, raised her head, and her beautiful face was filled with disbelief.

"I meant treating you to barbecue. Both of those families charge 30 won per person; how could I possibly afford that!"

"I see," Lin Zhixun laughed, "Then I'll choose a similar place, like 'Yi Jin Barbecue,' the one that treated me last time."

Hearing this, Ham Eun-jung looked at him like he was an idiot:

"It's about the same as other places. This place only costs 1 won per person."

Lin Zhixun held up a finger and waved it in front of her.

"NO NO NO! Last time it was a barbecue hosted by the former leader of T-ara. If 'Yellow Jewel' finds out, someone will definitely be willing to pay 30 won or more for that dinner."

The fans of the girl group T-ara are called Queen's, which means "belonging to the Queen" and also has the meaning of "yellow jewel".

When Ham Eun-jung heard this, she took it as a joke and playfully punched Lim Ji-hoon.

"If my dinner were so valuable, I would have auctioned it off long ago."

"Hard to say."

As the two were playfully bickering, Bae Yong-joon, dressed in a well-tailored dark coat, walked over.

"represent!"

The two greeted each other.

Bae Yong-joon nodded as he watched the two playfully bickering.

Lim Ji-hoon asked, "Is there something you need?"

Bae Yong-joon first looked at Ham Eun-jung and said with a smile, "Eun-jung, you go and film the next scene first. I have something to say to Ji-hoon."

"Okay." Ham Eun-jung nodded and left.

After Eun-jung left, Bae Yong-joon handed Lim Ji-hoon a document.

"What's this?" Lin Zhixun asked, taking the document.

"This is a script that screenwriter Park Hye-ryun revised overnight," Bae Yong-joon said crisply.

"10.7% isn't enough. SBS and MBC won't sit idly by. They're already adding action scenes for Cha Seung-won on 'Athena,' and we're going to move the music climax of episode six to episode four."

Lin Zhixun took the script and glanced at it.

The plot has been changed.

Originally, the male lead was just singing solo in a small bar, but now he's performing at the welcome party for all the teachers and students in the school, stunning everyone and completely overshadowing the second male lead.

Lin Zhixun rubbed his temples.

In the original body's remaining physical memories, her acting skills were impeccable, but her singing was mediocre.

What's worse, he has an instinctive aversion to the throngs of people.

"I need a vocal coach." Lin Chih-hsun closed the script.

"Got it." Bae Yong-joon patted him on the shoulder. "Ji-eun doesn't have any gigs today, she'll be in charge of you. I want to see a genius singer on stage in two days."

"Your tone isn't bad, you just lack professional guidance."

An hour later, inside a black van on the streets of Incheon.

IU held a wooden guitar and listened to Lin Chih-hsun sing a section of the chorus a cappella.

She bit her lower lip, her chubby cheeks puffed out, and her shoulders twitched.

"If you dare to laugh, I'll expose that you're a dance idiot."

Lin Zhixun leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and threatened.

"If you dare to tell anyone, I'll tell everyone about you and Suzy."

IU thought to herself.

But she only thought about it. Even if Lin Zhixun revealed her secret, she wouldn't tell anyone for Suzy's sake.

"Actually, your voice is very good." IU took a deep breath and analyzed seriously, "However, your vocal placement is wrong. Techniques can be learned quickly, but that's not your problem at all."

Lin Zhixun raised an eyebrow.

"When you were singing just now, your eyes were fixed on the carriage floor," IU pointed out bluntly. "You were afraid, or rather, you resisted people listening to you sing."

Lin Chih-hsun did not refute.

He felt that acting in front of the camera was just using the shell of a character.

But singing, especially songs that express emotions, requires revealing your true self to others.

He can't.

"Let's go." IU opened the car door and put on a mask and hat.

"Where to?"

"The fountain plaza at Incheon Freedom Park."

……

An hour later, the two arrived at their destination.

At this moment, the square was teeming with people.

Young men and women gathered in front of the various street performers' stalls.

IU borrowed a speaker and microphone from a complete stranger, a street performer, and handed them to Lin Zhixun.

"Sing." IU stood at the front of the crowd, her eyes encouraging.

Lin Chih-hsun stood in the center of the stage, holding the microphone.

Passersby stopped and curiously looked at the tall, masked young man.

Eyes converged on it from all directions.

Lin Chih-hsun felt his breathing become labored.

The surrounding noise was amplified, and the stares made him extremely uncomfortable.

He strummed the guitar, and the very first line of lyrics cracked.

A few soft laughs came from the crowd.

Someone raised their phone and started recording.

Lin Chih-hsun put down his guitar, turned off the microphone, and returned them to the street performer.

He turned and strode away from the crowd.

IU jogged behind Lim Ji-hoon, secretly smiling to herself:

Even this man, who is full of lies, has such a pathetic moment.