When I Opened My Eyes I Was a Superstar

Chapter 200

# 201

Pandemonium (1)

“The position of man-to-man has definitely increased.”

“yes. KK... It is clear that the gap in sales volume has narrowed and we have established ourselves as a top idol.”

The head of Ara Entertainment’s strategic planning team responded to General Manager Seo Joong-won’s words. Even the director had no choice but to be careful about what he said when it came to mentioning ‘K.K.’ This was because it was a very sensitive area for Director Seo Joong-won.

The director also understood that Director Seo Joong-won was sensitive. He was raised to the top in every group he touched, but Man to Man was the second-best group for many years due to KK.

“okay. What happened? This is enough. If you have a hard time with just one man, you can just hit one more and go up. “Are preparations going well?”

The preparation that Director Seo Joong-won is talking about here was Ara Entertainment’s female idol group ‘Valentine’, which is about to debut.

The manager responded immediately.

“yes. “It is progressing without a hitch.”

Director Seo Joong-won said, ‘Good.’ I answered. In any case, as long as they were able to maintain power in the broadcasting industry by nurturing influential entertainers, everything would be fine.

So far, Man to Man has struggled a bit as things haven’t gone as planned, but if Man to Man is in the top ranks and Valentine’s Day is a success, there will be no problem.

‘With that power, he even brought back a man called his son...’

Director Seo Joong-won’s snake-like eyes glowed white.

***

Performance cancellation due to death threats.

The KK members gathered in their hotel room in despair.

The hotel vacated an entire floor for KK. As requested by Director Oh Baek-ho, security guards from a private company were stationed in front of the hotel room door, including the elevator on the floor where KK was located. There were also some police officers.

“If we keep going like this... shouldn’t we have to go back to Korea?...”

Hyeong-seo Ahn, sitting on the bed, asked with a dark expression.

“Don’t be so foolish.”

“maybe. I really might have to go back...”

Jeong Yoon-gi shook his head, but surprisingly, Kim Won also had negative thoughts.

Kim Won also felt a more real fear because he had experienced racial discrimination while living abroad.

“The culprit... we will be able to catch him soon.”

Do-wook always spoke with confidence, but this time it was difficult for him to be confident. It was an even more frustrating situation because there was nothing he could do.

Still, the thought that the culprit would be caught quickly was because the New York police and the media never took this issue lightly.

It was an uproar in Korea, but the American media was also in an uproar.

This was because while this was classified as an entertainment issue in Korea, it became a social issue in the United States.

It was natural that the motive for the person’s threat to terrorize the concert hall by killing K.K. was motivated by racism.

Of course, there were many racists in the United States, and there were many who openly practiced racism even if they did not make it obvious.

However, internally, the values and racial discrimination advocated by the United States were completely different, and Americans were very sensitive to external exposure of areas where their country’s civic consciousness could be undervalued.

When you are racially discriminated against, you don’t just feel offended; you ask, ‘Did you discriminate against me?’ That’s why when you ask a question, the other person gets embarrassed and says, ‘Absolutely not,’ or people around you criticize that person.

However, a singer who had won awards from the Billboard and had fans all over the world received death threats and even canceled the performance because he was from the East, so there was bound to be an uproar in the United States.

KK’s name continued to be mentioned in the news immediately after the incident became known.

The anchors all said that it was discrimination that should not occur and repeated with serious faces that racial discrimination should never occur.

The police mobilized a large amount of manpower to quickly track down the person who sent the message.

“...Better post a message that we are okay.”

The members nodded at Do-wook’s words.

***

[We are fine. I’m sorry that I couldn’t keep my performance promise. We came back, cleaned up and rested well. Do not worry too much. It’s true that I was surprised, but I wasn’t hurt. Nothing happened. So don’t be too angry. Even if someone wants to be angry. It’s a waste of time to love! Let us love each other. I will sing until more love spreads around the world. Please wait a moment.]

The message that Dowook posted on the official KK Facenote account quickly spread around the world.

KK became a symbol of love and peace overnight.

The guerrilla performance in the United States, which was just a festival for KK fans, has now become a performance that people around the world are paying attention to.

The success of KK’s performance became like a symbol of peace.

In addition, some citizens and officials in New York felt a sense of responsibility and hoped that KK’s performance would be a success. It wasn’t just a wish in his heart, he actually wanted to help KK’s performance.

A famous bottled water company based in New York came forward to sponsor KK.

They said they would provide all water and beverages to drink at the concert hall.

For the ‘COME HERE’ program, Korean multinational companies and the company for which K.K. is acting as a model were already providing a lot of production support as sponsors.

As I was contacted by not only bottled water companies but also other companies, I was in a situation where I could no longer receive sponsorship.

V TV officials expressed their confusion, saying they did not know whether to cry or laugh about this.

We were grateful for the other support, but more than anything, we were fortunate that the issue of renting a performance venue could be resolved.

This was because the performance date was pushed back and all the venues we had rented were cancelled. However, the government office announced that it would provide a stage at any time and in any way for KK’s performance.

Thanks to this, KK was able to post a notice to resume the performance the day after the culprit was caught.

The culprit was found within two days.

He was a high school student who joined a secret group that wanted to exterminate colored people from American soil. It was a club at the level of a mystery club created like a club on the Internet.

Like keyboard warriors, everyone only exchanged messages online saying they wanted to slaughter people of color, but in reality, they were ordinary office workers, fast food restaurant managers, and graduate students.

This high school student, who had always suffered from delusions of grandeur, was the only one who tried to carry out the conversations he had had on the Internet.

In fact, there was an attempt to plant a homemade bomb in a Chinese supermarket a year ago. Of course, at that time, it was fortunate that he became a thief because he was accused of trying to steal things before planting the bomb.

And on Saturday, it was a week since I received the death threat message.

6:59 p.m. KK was standing on a special outdoor stage installed in the middle of Central Park.

All six KK people were holding each other’s hands. It was difficult to control the overwhelming emotions.

The second hand of the huge digital clock erected on the stage reached 50.

The fans began counting with one voice.

“10!!!”

“9!!!”

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At 7 o’clock sharp, a large number of people gathered in Central Park shouted.

“Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

“!!!”

“!!!”

Pot! pop-!

Colorful fireworks exploded in the sky along with huge shouts.

It was the beginning of American guerrilla performances.