The Trashy PD Has To Survive as an Idol

“Seo Hoyun! Seo Hoyun!”

They chanted my name from all sides, but I had no intention of lifting my ass from the chair.

Would I be crazy enough to go up there?

I had heard that they would use a portion of today’s footage for promotional purposes, but that alone wasn’t nearly enough to make me suffer beside Min Jiheon.

So I just kept a calm smile on my face, and then Chae Jungwoo slyly helped Jiheon out.

“Mr. Seo Hoyun, if you come up now and sing together with Mr. Min Jiheon, we’ll give you a full Hanwoo beef set.”

“O~! Hanwoo set~!! PD-nim, come over here quick—.”

At the mention of food, Min Jiheon’s eyes sparkled, and he turned to me expectantly. But I made my intention crystal clear.

‘You’ll die.’

Fortunately, sharp as he was, Jiheon caught my meaning and quickly turned his head back to Chae Jungwoo.

“—or maybe not, instead, I’ll just ask for your enthusiastic support from your seat, hahahaha!”

“Huh?!”