People on the Peninsula: I Became a Lucky Koi

"Chan, welcome to JYP."

Park Jin-young led Kim Chan to a practice room located on a floor where debuted artists were located, right next to Miss A.

The matter of acquiring shares is still in process, but the company's shareholders have already tacitly accepted that a young second-largest shareholder has joined the company.

"...I haven't debuted yet, is it okay to practice on the artist floor?" Jin Can looked around the practice room, which was neither too big nor too small.

A sofa sits by the entrance, and nearby are simple storage cabinets and a sound system. At the far end of the room is a huge mirror, which effectively highlights one's shortcomings in dance practice.

Park Jin-young explained with a smile, "Kenchana~"

"Your debut is a sure thing... You can choose some songs from the company's music library yourself."

"The music video shooting team..." He rattled off a bunch of things, including the songs in the music library. If Kim Chan wanted to use them for his debut, he would need to pay to buy the copyrights.

One thing at a time, and the same applies to Park Jin-young himself.

With Kim Chan's investment and Park Jin-young's knowledge that the boy has a great voice, is proficient in many instruments, and most importantly, has a good appearance.

She's absolutely qualified to debut as a singer.

But Park Jin-young wasn't sure how far he could go in the future.

Just consider it as keeping the prince company while he studies.

"...Can I go to the trainee department?" Kim Chan suddenly tilted his head and looked at Park Jin-young, making a request. "Wouldn't it be bad for the company's atmosphere to so openly enjoy the benefits of being a shareholder?"

He came up with a lame excuse and said it sincerely.

In fact, when Kim Chan last came to JYP, he wandered around the artist department for a long time but did not trigger any female idol connections.

They're not even as good as trainees~

Park Jin-young was taken aback, and couldn't help but glance at Kim Chan a few more times. "Is that what you think?"

"Yeah, go make some friends." Jin Can considered his own level as a singer.

The body's tone is top-notch, and the original owner had been interested in music since childhood, and was also very proficient in using some musical instruments, like Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.

If they like something, they'll nurture it; that's the Jin family's approach to raising children.

Jin Can knows nothing about dance, but he figured that with the flexibility of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and the ability to draw points from trainees, it shouldn't be a problem.

Park Jin-young looked pleased. "It's great that you think that way!"

"Please help me conceal my shareholder status when it's made public," Jin Can added after a moment's thought.

"No sex, no adultery~" Park Jin-young said in a foreign language.

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"That flying man is here!"

In the practice room of the female trainees' department, Hirai Momo chattered away, reminding Minatozaki Sana and Mani Mina beside her.

Sana Minatozaki raised an eyebrow, her bright eyes sparkling with disbelief: "Qinjia?"

It was a real shame I didn't get to see the Flying Man's face last time!

Trainees, besides practicing, that's about it.

"What... Flying Man?" Mina's almond-shaped eyes under her hat brim flashed with a hint of confusion.

Listening to her friend's faint, mosquito-like voice, Hirai Momo scratched her head and explained:

"Flying Man - that's the guy whose face is flying in the sky."

"That girl who was really popular at the company the other day..." Sana Minatozaki added quickly.

Mina was speechless, her lips trembling slightly. "The one who found Nayeon unnie's wallet?"

That gets to the point.

Hirai Momoka and Minatozaki Sana nodded their heads frantically, like pounding garlic, "Mmm~"

"How handsome?" Mina became interested, took off her headphones, wrapped the headphone cord in blue and silver, and stuffed it into her pocket.

Sana Minatozaki looked a little embarrassed. "I've never seen it before either... Shall we go take a look together?"

"Agreed!"

Hirai Momokazu was the first to raise her hand in agreement.

Mina pursed her thin, pink lips with a slightly reserved air, as if deep in thought, "Yes~"

Having made up their minds, the three decided to go out and spy on the situation.

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After moving to the trainees' practice room, Park Jin-young and Kim Chan sat together on the sofa.

The former chuckled, "Although it's located near the female trainees' section, before your debut, this practice room will be used by you alone."

Park Jin-young felt that the child was low-key and sensible.

But as an uncle, I can't be ignorant, can I?

"Kamsammida." Kim Chan looked around the practice room, which seemed smaller than the one upstairs.

But it's more than enough for one person.

Park Jin-young changed the subject, his gaze falling on Kim Chan, his tone knowing: "Chan, I remember you speak French and English, right?"

Debuting as an artist is unavoidable; there are various training courses in vocal music, dance, rap, language, etc. During the trainee period, they even have to train repeatedly in front of strong light and close-up cameras for a long time to control their eye muscles.

Restrain the instinctive urges to blink, squint, frown, and stiffen your face; always maintain a relaxed and refined on-camera appearance to avoid unflattering photos or malicious snapshots.

"Inside."

Jin Can casually said, "And... Spanish, and Chinese."

Spanish was a skill he inherited from his previous life. Without some real physical and technical talent, how could he have worked as his boss's secretary every day?

"Spanish or Chinese?"

Park Jin-young was starting to get restless. "I haven't heard Minister Kim mention this before?"

"Including Korean, you speak five languages?"

"Yes," Jin Can said with a smile. "My family has many classical Chinese books. My grandfather, father, my eldest brother, and I... all know calligraphy."

As for Spanish…

He paused, glanced at Park Jin-young's curious gaze, and slowly said, "When I was in New York, I dated a Spanish girl. She was very passionate, and I learned Spanish from her."

Jin Can continued weaving the story without changing his expression.

Park Jin-young listened with a slight aunt-like smile, and sighed.

You little juice... is this some kind of pure love story?

He even learned Spanish for a girl...

"Do you have any special talents? For example, sports... These are all marketing points that will excite fans."

Jin Can narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, swimming, baseball."

"What about a basketball?" Park Jin-young added for him, since Kim Chan in front of him was a standard long-armed and long-legged guy.

Haki is a veteran NBA fan and the vice president of the Yonsei University basketball team's supporters' association. He once said that "half of my life is music and half is basketball."

Jin Can spoke frankly, "It's alright, but not very impressive."

"My older brother really enjoys watching and playing sports..."

"By the way," Jin Can said, striking up a casual conversation, "Uncle Park, whose fan are you?"

Upon hearing this, Park Jin-young was about to reply, but immediately narrowed his eyes, giving a forced smile, "First, tell me whose fan you are~"

"You go first," Jin Can shook his head.

"You go first!"

"..."

The two of them tugged at each other for a while.

Park Jin-young stood up. "We're at the hotel, Chan. I'll show you around the company cafeteria."

"Okay..." Kim Chan chuckled as he stared at Uncle Park's expression.

His identity has been confirmed... He's an absolute die-hard Rokuburo fan!

"If it's Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, I reckon you and Suzy would get along very well." Park Jin-young suddenly stopped in his tracks, remembering this. "Suzy is a 2nd Dan black belt in Taekwondo."

Jin Can was somewhat surprised to hear this: "Qinjia?"

"Her father is a 6th Dan certified by the Kukkiwon and has his own dojo in Gwangju," Park Jin-young said with a smile, as far as he knew.

The person next to me is also quite skilled in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, having started practicing at a very young age.

Jin Can walked to the door of the practice room and placed one hand on the armrest.

The door creaked open.

He was about to say something to Park Jin-young, but his warm eyes, hidden beneath his wispy hair, suddenly narrowed.

In Jin Can's view, a large group of more than twenty female trainees, looking like small figurines, stood on both sides of the corridor, all staring at him.

Sana Minatozaki had her forehead pressed against the door, standing on tiptoe, trying to peek inside.

But because Jin Can suddenly opened the door, someone lost their balance and let out a shrill scream:

"ah!!"

"Wow!"

"Flying Man..."