The challenge Hyunseung proposed to Executive Park was Lee Hyoeun’s “To Me Challenge.”
In other words, it started from the “Eradication of Malicious Comments Challenge.”
Although challenge videos from various celebrities were trickling up, there weren’t any stars with massive influence, so the firepower felt a bit weak.
However, that was only up through yesterday.
[ #ToMeChallenge ver. #Villain Daddy x #HS ]
- Eradication of Malicious Comments Challenge
The firepower exploding now was practically boiling lava.
Views 38.57 million
Likes 1.98 million
Comments 23,000
This happened only two days after upload.
↳ If you get caught writing hate comments, it looks like you’ll be executed on the spot…? (987 likes)
↳ The haters are very scared of this video. (1,549 likes)
↳ Daddy, isn’t this video a 3-lifts 500 challenge? (3,173 likes)
In the short challenge video shot at the gym, Hyunseung was doing deadlifts while wearing a helmet, and Executive Park was doing bench press.
Of course.
They tried to include some playful body flourishes, but there was no way hastily formed teamwork would mesh well.
In a word, a total mess.
However, the public went wild simply from the pairing of these two secretive figures.
↳ Even with unmasked Villain Daddy present, you are witnessing the magic where only helmeted HS is visible. (2,111 likes)
↳ Are they maybe filming HS in a different frame? How is he so handsome even with no face showing…? (1,643 likes)
The view count shot up exponentially.
One after another, high-impact stars began uploading parodies of the duo’s challenge video.
You could call it the birth of a NEW hate-comment eradication challenge, the “3-lifts 500 Challenge.”
Moreover, celebrities who had taken passive stances toward hate comments all spoke with one voice to announce hardline responses.
Right. You could say Hyunseung took the small ball Lee Hyoeun lofted and sent it all the way to the moon.
Without Lee Hyoeun’s signal flare, everyone would have stayed put and repeated the vicious cycle.
In a way, you could say Lee Hyoeun’s broad meddling functioned to good effect.
‘It was a little embarrassing, but I’m glad we did it.’
It was Hyunseung’s turn, and he lay back with his shoulders on the bench.
Then he spread his shoulders to a proper width and gripped the dumbbells tight.
In truth, since Hyunseung still could not hit a combined 500 on the big three, he had been fixated lately on increasing his loads.
Meanwhile, a man of 530 on the big three, Executive Park, had lately fallen head over heels for his new personal fan club, putting his workout on the back burner.
[ Kids, our dad is doing another challenge. I’ll drop the link right away; go watch it now; raw masculinity omg ]
↳ But why is no one in the comments mentioning our Daddyㅠㅠ? At that level isn’t he a well-maintained silver fox?
↳ It’s probably because the person he filmed with is HS;;
↳ But come to think of it, Villain Daddy must have been pretty handsome when he was young
Executive Park firmly pressed the “like” button on every single comment.
“Silver fox,” huh…
Of everything he had heard this year, it was his favorite comment, second only to his children’s love confessions.
Just then, Hyunseung threw a jab at Executive Park, who was staring at his phone and even forgetting to count reps.
“At this rate, 80 percent of our video’s views will be from you, sir.”
“Huh?”
“What kind of PT trainer doesn’t even count and just looks at his phone.”
After the jab, Executive Park gave a little cough.
“I wasn’t watching the challenge video.”
“Then what are you looking at?”
“Just, you know, for fan management…”
He subtly showed the phone screen over Hyunseung’s face as he lay on the bench.
“What is that?”
“You didn’t know I have a fan club now?”
“I wouldn’t know.”
“The member count is huge.”
“How many?”
“How many do you have?”
“About eighty thousand?”
At that, Executive Park stammered, “E, eighty thousand?”
His own fan club had only barely surpassed a thousand members…
Soon.
Executive Park poked at the dumbbells in Hyunseung’s hands and started picking at him.
“At this rate, when are you going to increase your bench weight? Honestly, a skinny little guy like you getting into lifting and acting cocky…”
A moment later he widened his eyes and asked:
“Right, what was your fandom name again?”
“God-chis.”
“Ahem, mine is way better.”
“What is it?”
Waiting to be asked, Executive Park put his hands on his hips and answered at once.
“Villy.”
Executive Park’s fandom name was “Villy.”
He said he made it by combining “Villain” and “lovely.” Not very macho, perhaps, but he rather liked it.
No.
In fact, he liked it a lot.
“Villy?”
However, it seemed Hyunseung had already guessed the meaning without being told, and he smirked as he replied.
“Sounds like some foreigner’s name.”
“Are you mocking my fans’ naming sense right now?”
“That’s not it.”
“Villy, doesn’t it have amazing naming sense?”
To calm the somewhat excited Executive Park, Hyunseung nodded along, saying it did seem that way.
At the same time, he thought:
At this rate, is he going to debut on NewTube with a channel called “Daddy TV”?
A thought with a high probability of coming true.
Sarah Stewart, as always, started her day sturdily with a pack of misutgaru.
Sluuurp, sllluuurp.
She rolled the pack up and dumped the very last drop into her mouth, then smacked her lips in regret.
She wanted to open one more pack, but…
The misutgaru HS had brought her totaled three boxes, just 60 packs, so she was rationing one per day.
Sweet and nutty, this taste is truly addictive!
Imagining tomorrow’s misutgaru, Sarah got ready to head to the practice room.
Along with the title track “Look at me,” there was “black angel,” and even a track made entirely by herself called “fuckkkkkk.”
With a total of three tracks set to be included on the album, she could not afford to neglect practice even for a single day.
Once the new songs dropped, the North America tour would begin simultaneously.
‘Should I send HS a ticket too?’
Even if she sent one, he probably wouldn’t come to see it.
‘Still, better send it just in case.’
Having decided that, she packed an emergency misutgaru in her bag and headed out the door.
Arriving at the company building, Sarah was walking toward the practice room with her nose buried in her phone.
“Holy… what is this?”
The video Sarah found was HS’s challenge video.
[ #ToMeChallenge ver. #Villain Daddy x #HS ]
But why on earth was he doing that bizarre dance routine in the gym?
Seeing HS’s swaying body moves that were somewhere between a dance and a deadlift, Sarah could not contain her shock.
“Was this the concept?”
Soon she checked the line written below the video and nodded.
“Eradication of malicious comments Challenge”
In short, it seemed to be a challenge with the aim of eradicating hate comments.
“This is unexpected.”
It looked like HS was doing something more meaningful than she had thought, which made her find it interesting.
“Sarah?”
Hearing someone call her from somewhere, she turned her head and saw fellow label artist Vincent Mah.
“Hi.”
As soon as she saw his face, Sarah stiffened up and gave a curt greeting.
“I’m in a rush, so I’ll get going.”
Then she immediately moved on.
“That’s not the direction of your studio.”
After a short distance, Vincent’s question made her stop.
Sarah was not particularly strict about senior-junior hierarchy, but Vincent was not someone she could just ignore.
“I’m going to the practice room.”
“You?”
“I have a concert coming up.”
“I vaguely heard rumors you were rotting away in a dark room because your songs weren’t coming out, but I didn’t know you were preparing a concert.”
At Vincent’s words, Sarah deeply furrowed her brow.
Right, this is why she hated talking to him.
From voice to singing ability, dance, looks, instrument performance, and arranging, Vincent had it all and was called a “five-tool player” of pop music.
That was the talk outside…
To Sarah, he was simply “an obnoxious jerk number one.” The way he talked, his face, his gestures, everything was obnoxious.
It had not been like this from the start.
After her debut, when Sarah began sweeping the Billboard charts at a frightening pace, Vincent started subtly getting on her nerves.
He was probably irritated that she had started being called the goddess of Billboard.
However.
The more Vincent did that, the more Sarah focused only on her songwriting.
By any means necessary, she vowed again and again to snatch away Vincent’s descriptor as “the person with the most Billboard number ones.”
“Contrary to rumors, the songs came out well, and the North America tour concert is being prepared smoothly.”
“I’d heard you were throwing hysterics because the songs weren’t coming out until just recently, and they’re already done?”
“When you are making masterpieces, you can get a bit sensitive for a while.”
Vincent narrowed his eyes with an odd expression and asked again.
“Don’t tell me you took a song from another songwriter?”
At that question Sarah flinched for a moment.
“You seem a little too interested in me. Maybe use that time to try actually making a thing called a song.”
Acting as if she were composed, she folded her arms and continued.
“And stop slapping a spoon on songs that are already finished, pretending it’s arranging.”
Vincent, who had expected a retort, just tilted his head with that same curious look.
Then he smirked and said, “If the goddess of Billboard says so, I guess I should,” and turned to go.
“Obnoxious jerk.”
Sarah quietly raised her middle finger at Vincent’s back as he walked away.
Right. Compared to that guy, HS had to count as relatively nice. Looked a bit better too, and in songwriting and arranging he surely had a far more overwhelming ability than Vincent.
Above all, when she was at the Paris office, he came to find her, and although they could not meet face-to-face, he had brought misutgaru for her. He was a weirdo but definitely a good guy.
Although it was a bit of a shame his hands were small.
Ding.
Just then, her phone, which had been quiet, chimed.
“Speak of the devil.”
She glanced at the preview and smirked.
Because the sender was [ HS ].
[ 10 boxes of grain powder if you maintain the top spot on the Billboard chart for 3 months ]
It sounded like he was saying he would give her ten boxes of misutgaru if she held number one on Billboard for three months.
Really, such small hands, I’m telling you.
Tap, tap.
With a mischievous smile, Sarah sent a reply.
[ 100box ]
Then she switched to Korean input and pecked at the pad with effort.
According to research, HS liked this phrase, right?
The characters did not come out neatly the way she wanted, but this should be enough to get the idea.
Soon.
After sending the text, Sarah hurried to the practice room.
[ ㅉᅟᅩᆯ ? ]1
Besides practice, something she needed to do suddenly came to mind.
- It’s “쫄?” written with the letters split apart.
쫄? is slang from 쫄다 (“to be scared/intimidated; to chicken out”).
She technically texting: “You scared?” ↩︎
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