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There were days when I wanted to be like Kang Da Hee. I admired her, aspired to be like her, and wanted to emulate her.
“Hello? I heard you’re the best in this batch?”
“Pardon?”
“Nice to meet you. I’m Kang Da Hee. You’ve seen my face a lot, right?”
“Yes, yes.”
Like the intensity of our first meeting, she was always ahead in everything.
“Yoon Woo Yeon, don’t just read the prompter.”
“Pardon?”
“Relying on that won’t help you improve. Just organize a few words in your head.”
“But senior, how can I organize all that in such a short time?”
“Quiet. Just do as I say. Director, please turn off the prompter.”
Two years ago, Kang Da Hee turned off the prompter right in front of Woo Yeon during her first news broadcast with a male anchor.
It happened just five minutes before the live broadcast, leaving Woo Yeon blank-minded.
Although she thought she was sufficiently prepared, doing without a prompter seemed impossible.
It wasn’t just her news; it would affect the other male anchor senior as well.
Biting her lip in frustration, Woo Yeon was startled when Kang Da Hee patted her shoulder.
“You are Yoon Woo Yeon. My most cherished junior, Yoon Woo Yeon. Don’t forget that.”
That day, Woo Yeon soared through the news broadcast without a single mistake, almost as if she were flying.
After the final comment and greeting, Kang Da Hee triumphantly gave a thumbs up.
The title of the first solo female anchor, the most trusted journalist for four consecutive years, the beloved woman of this era.
Once, Kang Da Hee was such a person.
I wanted to follow the glorious past of my dazzling senior.
When I learned that my senior, whom I thought was a noble swan, was actually a worn-out person mired in stinking mud, what I felt was betrayal.
With a cold look, Woo Yeon stared at Kang Da Hee.
Now her face had become too ugly, and Woo Yeon uttered a cruel truth.
Her voice was as clear and distinct as when delivering the news.
“Do you believe there’s something eternal in this world, senior?”
“What?”
“There’s nothing eternal. Everything you’re doing will eventually collapse.”
“….”
“Why are you wasting your strength on a sandcastle that’s about to collapse? What does that love mean to you?”
Kang Da Hee, once again, downed her drink. While she seemed to fear Woo Yeon, who knew her secret, she also appeared resigned.
“You know nothing.”
“Yes. I don’t want to know.”
“Yoon Woo Yeon, have you ever truly loved someone?”
“….”
“Not at all? How pitiful.”
“It’s late. Let’s go home. I’ll call a taxi for you.”
As always, the last scene involved Kang Da Hee’s tears.
Pacifying her and barely getting her into a taxi, Woo Yeon handed cash to the driver and told him Kang Da Hee’s address.
As she watched the taxi drive away, Woo Yeon stood there, lost in thought.
The wind was cold.
“…Excuse me, Announcer Yoon Woo Yeon.”
Turning around, the man who was on Kang Da Hee’s right in the room had just awkwardly removed his hand from the coat he touched.
It was too much of a burden for a woman alone to move the drunken Kang Da Hee, but Woo Yeon allowed the man’s help only up to the club entrance.
It didn’t seem beneficial for either her senior or herself to be seen with a man, so she firmly left him behind.
But why? Why the familiarity?
“What can I do for you?”
Woo Yeon narrowed her eyes.
“What do you need?”
The man, who had been pretending to be shy until now, changed his expression.
“I’m Yoon Jin Ho. I share the same surname as Announcer Yoon Woo Yeon.”
“And that is?”
“I’m a fan.”
Woo Yeon couldn’t find the right words to respond.
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A young man in his early twenties, at most mid-twenties, bit his lip as if he was really a fan.
Woo Yeon’s eyes lengthened, sizing him up silently.
The man was handsome.
Different from Cha Tae Kyung’s style of handsomeness, he looked more like a model or a rookie actor.
“Are you an actor?”
The man nodded, pleased to be recognized.
“Yes, that’s right. I’m still new.”
“How do you know Senior Kang?”
“I don’t really know her, but I’ve known the guy I came with for a while.”
Woo Yeon’s expression blanked.
“I see, take care then.”
She passed by him nonchalantly, but the young man, perhaps due to his youth, didn’t know when to give up.
“Excuse me, Announcer Yoon Woo Yeon! Maybe next time… could we meet again?”
Woo Yeon ignored his outstretched hand, seeking her contact. Annoyed that he couldn’t even distinguish between an announcer and an anchor, she replied curtly.
“No, that won’t be happening.”
“But maybe next time…”
“Excuse me.”
“Yes?”
“You said you’re an actor, right? So, you must know the rules of this industry.”
“….”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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