Cheat day

Menu development

“Turn on WTV now and watch Baekban.” I’m going to take an exam tomorrow.

└I won’t see you?

└Wow! After the live broadcast, the recorded broadcast!

└No way, lol. On Thursdays, I really only see those guys.

└Hahaha, what about the exam? Hahaha

The broadcast ended with a request to watch ‘Baekban Dara.’

“Sigh.”

It seems that the effect of the massage I received from Cha Ji-chan has worn off. I can’t help but yawn.

What is spicy stir-fried pork? You really need to learn a lot from me.

Baek Woo-jin is bragging again because he won for once.

The tone that varies in pitch with each word is infuriating, and the narrowed eyes and elongated philtrum are quite provocative as well.

It’s frustrating to be treated like this by someone who thinks of tteokbokki as a meal option for a date.

“If I could have learned from you, I would have grabbed your leg and begged you long ago.”

“It’s not too late even now.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle at Baek Woo-jin’s audacity.

I turned on WTV and was waiting for “Baekban Ttara” to air when Mukunji knocked on the door.

Yes. PD-nim.

“I organized the freelance editor’s portfolio and sent it via email.”

It’s good news.

I’ve been looking for an editor since last week, and fortunately, it seems there was an applicant.

You worked hard. I’ll let you know tomorrow.

Yes. “Then, I’ll be leaving for the day.”

The aged kimchi bowed and greeted.

I also bowed my head, and Baek Woo-jin greeted with both hands waving.

Mugunji also responded to Baek Woo-jin with a light nod and left the office.

“It would be nice to have a meal together later.”

Baek Woo-jin said.

“PD-nim?”

Yes. “Let’s set up a meeting.”

The aged kimchi won’t be pleased.

It’s not that she dislikes Baek Woo-jin, but there’s no way she would be happy about the dinner gathering given her eating disorder.

Ah. Would it be uncomfortable to have a meal with the boss?

While I was pondering how to change the subject, Baek Woo-jin took the initiative and dropped the matter.

“But why didn’t you post that?”

“What?”

“Remember when PD Eunji used a cardboard box and drank water?” I seriously just burst out laughing.

“They were scolding me with a serious face.”

“Then there’s nothing we can do about it.”

“Why are you so interested in the PD?”

“Because it’s fun.” Work well. You’re charming, you know.

You……. No.

If the two of them happen to start dating and then break up, it would be awkward for everyone in between.

“You can just like someone as a person.” Why do you think like that again?

“Really?”

“Then.”

“After all, I’m not someone who would be swayed by something like tteokbokki.”

Not even tteokbokki, let alone the most delicious food in the world, would they accept.

“Better than spicy stir-fried pork.”

Baek Woo-jin shrugs his shoulders and teases.

“How can you be so oblivious to everything?” I’ve never seen someone get fired over stir-fried pork before.

“Shut up.”

“If you pay 50,000 won a month, I’ll teach you step by step from the beginning.”

Just as I was starting to get annoyed, Baekban Follow started.

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“What did you write so much about?”

While watching Baekban Ttara, I took notes on how the broadcasting station edited it, and it seems they are curious.

Baek Woo-jin asked, gesturing with his eyes at the notebook.

I was wondering how you edited it. I wrote something good.

“Have you not let go yet?”

It’s a question asking if you’re still editing.

“I wish I could let go too.”

Tomorrow, I’ll set everything aside and start by reviewing the applicants’ portfolios.

“That’s ridiculous.” “Are you still doing the editing, bro?”

Baek Woo-jin’s eyes widened.

“Then who will do it?”

“You post five a week, right?” “You’ve been doing all that while doing broadcasts and preparing lunch boxes?”

Nodding, he blinks.

“Hyung, you’ll die doing that.”

“I was just looking for an editor.” I heard you received the portfolio earlier.

“I thought they were hiring more because they were short-staffed.”

Apparently, they thought I had an editor.

Even I think the workload is excessive. Even if we hire a freelance editor, one person won’t be enough.

“Anyway, what do you want to eat?”

Since I lost the debate today, I have to buy dinner. It’s too late to call it dinner, but still.

“Expensive thing.”

“There isn’t any expensive food.”

“I’m going to take back everything that was taken from me.”

Baek Woo-jin took the lead.

I was about to tidy up the office, but since Mukji had already organized it, I could just turn off my complaints and head out right away.

“But seriously, Sangcheol’s team is really different.” I don’t know what it is, but it’s different.

It seems that Baek Woo-jin was also impressed by ‘Baek Banchan.’

“That’s why.” Even professionals refer to it.

“Hyung, you’re good at editing too.” How is it?

“Getting the points is similar, but since you can’t spend much time on it, the quality differs.”

“Ahem.”

“Actually, what I envy the most is being able to use images or music freely.”

“That’s right.” I’ll cover it all with the production budget.

“I also want to have a lot of money so I can spend it freely.”

“Why are you pretending not to be here?”

“It’s tough before the advertising fees come in.”

“Come in?”

“Heheh.”

Just thinking about it makes me laugh.

Thinking about the money that will be deposited soon, my heavy feet felt much lighter.

Walking while laughing aimlessly like that, I suddenly remembered what happened today.

“참. Kids these days are scary. On the way to Bucheon, two middle school students came up to me and recognized me.

“Did you say you’d sign again?”

“…….”

“Did you?”

They’ll definitely tease me again for acting like a celebrity.

“I did it, but…”

“Ha ha!”

“Ah, listen.” They give me their signatures, but they don’t tell me their names. When I asked why, they said it’s better not to write their name because they’re going to sell it on Carrot.

“Whoa.”

“I had the exact same expression as you just now.” I was so dumbfounded that I couldn’t speak, but they said it was a joke.

“I’m scared.” Kids these days are scary.

“Scary.”

I walked for a while, nodding my head.

“But it seems like you’ve really become famous.”

“Not at all.”

“I heard you met a subscriber at lunch.”

“Sometimes there are people who recognize me.”

“And today, that Kim Eun-joo?” Do you think it’s easy to get in touch with that person when you’re talking about them?

“It’s just a coincidence.”

“No.” That means more people are watching our show.

“Is that so?”

Even last winter, the average number of viewers was 200 to 300.

In just five months, the number of subscribers is approaching 500,000, and although it’s limited to Thursdays, the average viewership for the talk show is maintaining around 10,000 and continues to trend upwards.

“Then.” It seems like Baekban Dara entered at just the right time.

“I hope today’s reaction is good too.”

“It does bother me a bit.”

“What do you mean?”

Baek Woo-jin stood in front of the restaurant door.

“It was also uploaded on YouTube.”

“Is it because of the comments?”

“Yeah.”

Episodes 1 and 2 of ‘Baekban Ttara,’ which aired on TV, were uploaded one each on Monday and Tuesday to the official WTV YouTube channel.

Since it was for YouTube, I edited it to match the YouTube vibe, but some subscribers complained.

Some subscribers of the Ujini channel commented, asking why Baek Woo-jin’s explanation was edited, saying that someone who loves to show off wouldn’t be this calm, that the editing seemed awkward, and that it felt like they were forcing it to look like a YouTuber video.

Some subscribers of the side dish store said things like “the absurdity is gone,” “now that they’re on public broadcasting, they’re holding back,” “the videos on the side dish store channel are more fun,” and “stop using outdated memes.”

“Seongcheol hyung seems to be worried too.”

“We appreciate that you like our videos.”

“I know too.” But if the white rice goes well, it’s good for us too. Those comments were probably made with the hope that we would do well, but honestly, it’s a bit much.

Baek Woo-jin is just being honest; I’m no different.

Even if the number of people raising complaints is small, their voices tend to be heard loudly.

The broadcasting station must have its own direction it wants to pursue, so we can’t criticize them just because the video I was doing with Baek Woo-jin personally is different.

Everyone just has their own style.

“Even so, we can’t say anything to the people we think about.” Aaaah.

Baek Woo-jin pulled his hair out.

“Let’s eat something.” Where is this place?

They say it’s a great pasta place. I searched it earlier.

“Are you saying we’re having pasta for dinner?”

“Why?”

“I’m not full.”

“Then eat more.” There’s steak too.

“Should I?”

I thought to myself, “As expected, he’s a smart guy,” as I opened the door and stepped inside.

The store’s atmosphere was quite casual.

It seems like a place that also sells wine.

You said you were going to eat something expensive, but it seems you’re not going to crazy places like Chajichan.

A young man who appeared to be an employee greeted us. Fatigue shows on your face.

It’s past 9 PM, so it’s time to be tired.

“Are you two?”

The employee asked somewhat dryly and curtly.

“Yes.”

“Our last order is at 10 PM. Is that okay with you?”

“Are you going to eat soon?”

“Yeah.”

Yes. It’s okay.

“Are you a couple?”

“Yes?”

Astonished, I ask again, and they tilt their head sideways and ask again.

“Are you a couple?”

Today, I can’t seem to get the words out in many ways.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m not feeling well or if I’ve just met a lot of strange people.

The employee pointed to the poster as if it were a bother.

“We’re offering a 20% discount for couple guests until tomorrow.”

“We’re not a couple.”

“Understood.”

Thinking that there might be too little prejudice even if there is none, I turned my head and saw Baek Woo-jin also wearing a bewildered expression.

“Do we look like we’re dating?”

“Could it be misunderstood if two men come to eat pasta at 9 PM?”

“Is that so?”

I was shown to my seat by the staff.

I opened the menu and for a moment, I doubted my eyes.

A bowl of bouillabaisse pasta costs 20,000 won, and the dish called fresh truffle risotto costs 43,000 won, which is quite expensive for a risotto.

Hey. “Why did you come to a place like this?”

Leaning forward and lowering my voice as much as possible, I spoke.

“I told you I was going to eat it all today.”

“Still, how can a risotto cost over 40,000 won?”

“Really?” I guess I should eat that too.

He’s a crazy bastard.

Baek Woo-jin raised his hand to call the staff.

“One fresh truffle risotto, one sea bass steak, and one Lyonnaise salad, please.” Where’s Hyung?

“How about you, Hyung?” Just do that. 뭔.”

“I’m hungry.” If you don’t order, I’ll eat it all by myself.

You’re not in your right mind right now. “I don’t know why, but I’ve gone completely crazy.”

“Can’t you even buy something like this on a day like today?”

“Do it moderately.”

“Really disappointing.” These days, you’re making good money, so why can’t you buy me at least this much? What did I do to you, bro?

I was so angry that I was about to lash out, but then I noticed the employee next to me.

With a thoroughly exhausted face, he stares intently at me and Baek Woo-jin, his expression pleading for us to please place an order for anything.

“……Please give me one brie cheese pasta and one salmon steak.”

“I will prepare it for you.”

I was so flustered by the sudden large expense that I couldn’t tell if the food was going into my mouth or my nose.

It’s infuriating that they charged 24,000 won for a pasta dish that only had some greens, tomatoes, and brie cheese, yet it was exquisite.

Every time the pasta coated in gooey cheese comes into my mouth, my salivary glands are stimulated.

Salmon, too, was grilled enough, no, to the point of being excessive, to suit my taste.

The salmon, which crumbles softly after the crispy first bite, is a work of art.

“It’s okay here.”

“Right.”

“You’re noisy.” Just eat it already.

“Are you sulking?”

“I don’t care how much I think about it, 24,000 won for a plate of pasta just doesn’t seem right.”

I think so too. If I pay, I won’t eat.

“This.”

“Ah~ I’m so full.”

After finishing his meal, Baek Woo-jin leaned back in his chair and rubbed his stomach.

Boasting about the protruding belly and laughing, there’s nothing more to say.

Even though it was expensive, it was delicious.

He sighed and gathered his belongings.

“Did you enjoy your meal?”

The employee, who looked even more exhausted than before, asked out of obligation.

Yes. I had a great meal.

“I’ll help you with the 148,000 won payment.”

Yes. Ah, but we just started dating. Can we get a couple’s discount?

The employee looked up and observed Baek Woo-jin.

I also turned my head, and Baek Woo-jin’s eyes were almost popping out.

“What kind of nonsense is that?”

“You said you would teach me about dating.”

“What?”

“Teach me, please.” So, are we dating now?

“Why are you acting out of the blue?” “Don’t embarrass me.”

Without replying, I grabbed the guy’s hand and lifted it up, and the staff member, with a cold expression, spoke dryly.

“You must not lie.”

“Really.” We even held hands, didn’t we?

The employee stared at me and Baek Woo-jin for a moment and then started operating the POS machine.

“Your bill is settled.”

When I received the receipt, it only showed the discounted price of 118,400 won from the original 148,000 won.

“Are you crazy?” “What kind of trouble did you go through just to get a 30,000 won discount?”

As soon as they left the restaurant, Baek Woo-jin started complaining.

“To you, it’s just 30,000 won, but to me, it’s not.”

“Exactly!”

As if at a loss for words, they stamp their feet and then shout.

“Then what are you going to do if you do something like this!” It’s a lie! And we’re starting to get famous now! “Don’t you know you have to be careful with every little thing like this?”

“Then let’s break up.”

“What?”

“Our personalities don’t match.” Let’s break up.

“……Are you really crazy, bro?”

“When did they ever say they would teach me about dating?”

Ah. “Aaaaaah!”

Baek Woo-jin tore at his hair and stomped his feet.

It seems like the revenge of teasing for winning the debate and demanding an absurdly expensive meal was well executed.