Ko Su-yong, who talked with the writer about his future schedule, looked at the cafeteria with worried eyes.

Are these guys eating like crazy?’

It takes a long time to leave high school girls who will love to eat.

If you're a regular high school girl, who would say anything to you even if you eat a lot, Sharpran is an idol.

It is a job that should never be fattened or swollen.

Ko Soo-yong, who was looking at the cafeteria with a worried look, said to the writer.

"Let's go, writer.”

"Sure."

A writer who seems to have already taken enough pictures has entered the cafeteria with Ko Soo-yong.

Entering the cafeteria, Ko soon looked at the kitchen with surprised eyes.

There was food in the kitchen in various bowls. There were many dishes ranging from meat to vegetables.

And the Shafranes who are enjoying the food that looks like noodles on one side...

"How fattening their noodles are!"

Surprised inside, Kang Sung-soo stole the hand as Ko Su-yong rushed to approach Shafran.

"Director..."

Kang Sung-soo, who signaled Ko Soo-yong to be quiet, said quietly.

"If you keep interrupting the shooting... I'm going to think about it again."

"No... not that."

Kang Sung-soo's words forced Ko to wind up his tail.

It's natural that idols should take care of their weight, but... The reason for weight management is to look pretty on TV.

There was no reason to dress up pretty if I couldn't be on TV.

And it's not easy for a rookie idol to catch a TV show.

There are many teams that have never been on TV since their debut.

In the case of entertainment shows, new idols don't have a chance to participate because they are already well-known idols.

Otherwise, they may come out of the Lunar New Year or Chuseok Idol Festival, where dozens of teams come out at once.

And it's not easy to make your face known in such a program.

The same goes for music programs. There is no music program that can be played by new idols unless they belong to a large agency.

That's why pilot programs like tomorrow's Cooking King were like a gateway to new entertainers.

It is an hour and a half program for Children's Day on May 5. Shafran's future depends on how he builds recognition in these programs.

I pooped so much to appear as tomorrow's cooking king, but now I can't give up on eating.

'Yum! I can't help it. Let's feed him first. Take it out.'

Kang Sung-soo brought a bowl when Ko Soo-yong muttered into his mouth.

"Or watch while eating."

"Oh, thank you."

Ko Soo-yong, who thanked him, held up his chopsticks and looked at the bowl.

It was a stir-fried dish with pork and chili.

I wish I could do better.’

The winner of tomorrow's cooking king will go to the final round, so the more you overcome it, the greater the weight on the screen.

Therefore, it was possible that Jong-seok should be good at it for a long time.

Ko Soo-yong's face, which ate a slice of stir-fried pork with such thoughts, was filled with admiration.

"Delicious."

Ko Soo-yong, who muttered "delicious" unconsciously, turned his head toward Jong-seok.

'This is enough to win the championship.’

***

Jong-seok, who cooked for Safran and watched their new song, returned home.

"I enjoyed watching your son's celebrity.”

"Was the entertainer pretty?”

Jong-seok nodded as he sat at the snack bar table at the words of his mom and dad.

"It's pretty, though."

"Really? Is it Shafran?"

Jong-seok took out the signed CD that the agency had received at her mother's words.

"It's the kids."

"Oh, pretty."

Jong-seok nodded when he saw his mother saying she was pretty looking at the mechanical pencil on the CD.

"I told you I was pretty.”

"Who are you and your partner, then?"

"The one in the middle there."

"How old are you?"

"Second year of high school."

"You look like a fox. Aren't you trying to seduce my son?"

"What do you want from Idol?"

"What's wrong with my son? I'm good at studying and cooking. And the body..."

Mom continued with a smile.

"It's a beast."

"She's talking nonsense.”

My father got angry at my mother's words. As before, Jong-seok seemed to hate calling himself a beast.

"Then it goes up."

"Yes, go up to the top of your class and study."

"Because I study on my own. Don't worry."

Jong-seok, who came up to the room with the CD left, took out his experience book.

And I started to write down what happened today.

Jong-seok's appetite was stimulated by an article that came to mind in the book of experience.

'Is it because she's not famous yet? I'm a celebrity, but I have only 100 personal experience.'

It's a big drop compared to meeting ordinary people, but it's not a very high level of experience considering being a celebrity.

Rather, the experience of eating food from a hearing perspective has given me more experience.

Jong-seok, who was thinking like that, was lost in thought while looking at his experience book.

Do I get more experience in cooking?’

The reason why I haven't gained more experience in cooking was because I was worried that my absolute taste would deepen and I wouldn't be able to eat food.

However, now that the absolute taste has become somewhat familiar with the mouth, the food has become as good as it is.

Of course, it has caused a severe reaction to flavors such as pig smell and fishy smell.

Jong-seok, who was thinking for a while, nodded and grabbed a pencil.

'If you stack it up, it's shit.

After getting the experience of hitting, it was worth the experience, but it must have accumulated quite a bit since it wasn't used.

And if you go to a cooking contest and win the championship, you will get more experience, so you invest.

Sweep!

The writing of cooking began to appear as the deficit page passed by itself.

The Duke of Lardo, whom I served, loved warm food very much.

According to the peacock's opinion, eating warm food and cold food cold is the best.

So the Duke's favorite season was winter. In winter, you can enjoy both warm and cold food in one place.

***

On Wednesday afternoon, Jong-seok was entering the agency of Sharpran.

"Have you come?"

Ko Soo-yong was there to meet the agency.

"Hello."

"I asked you to come all of a sudden, but thank you for coming.”

"No, I like to practice here, too."

"Good thing. Let's go in."

The reason why Ko Su-yong asked Jong-seok to come was to work with Sunny.

If you don't even know the basics of cooking, you're more likely to get cursed at a cooking program.

So in the meantime, Sunny learned to cook from the cafeteria lady.

Entering the cafeteria with Ko Soo-yong, Jong-seok was able to see the crowds.

"There's a lot of people today."

"It's entertainment agencies that have more work at night than in the morning."

"But I don't see celebrities."

Ko Su-yong smiled and said to Jong-seok, who was looking around, "Do you know any celebrities who were eating?"

"When a celebrity who knows your face is eating in the cafeteria, our company is already ruined."

"Really?"

"Then celebrities whose faces are known should work."

Head to the kitchen, said Ko Soo-yong.

"You can think of the pretty and handsome kids here as trainees, and the rest are our company employees.”

"I see."

When Jong-seok nodded, a man who was putting a plate in the kitchen smiled and approached.

"I heard you've set up a program this time."

"Cooking Pilot Program."

"Cooking... will be popular if it goes well, but you'll have to take good care of the kids. Once on a cooking program, the kids' fattening is no joke."

"Of course not."

"Then... why would the kids who used to be the masters of white men suddenly fall out? Losing weight requires a bone-splitting effort, but gaining weight is as quick as cotton drinking water."

The man who was talking shook his head with a smile.

"But the Sharp is just the beginning. Even if you gain weight, you'd better gain popularity first. Tell them to eat well, because what they eat well is half of what they eat and go in."

"Thank you."

The man, nodding his head at Ko Soo-yong's answer, glanced at Jong-seok.

"And who? Are you a new kid?"

"This is Lee Jong-seok, who will team up with Sunny on this cooking program."

"Really?"

The man who was looking up and down at Ko Soo-yong's words, nodded his head.

"Your eyes are good eyes."

"What?"

"It's a little sad to be a celebrity, but your eyes are alive."

"Thank you."

"Yes, good luck."

As the man went, Ko Soo-yong said.

"Let's get in."

Jong-seok, who entered the kitchen, could see the two ladies cleaning up the kitchen.

And the fact that Sunny and the Sharp are making something on one side...

"Oppa!"

When Sunny smiled and raised her hand when she saw Jong-seok coming in, Jong-seok approached them.

"What are you doing?"

"Excellent. Try this. I made it because I told him he was coming."

At Sunny's words Jong-seok looked at what she had made.

The pork belly was full of chili peppers, green onions, and red spices.

On the floor, the oil that flowed from the pork belly spread red, mixed with red pepper.

Is my personality weird? It looks delicious.’

Jong-seok picked up the meat, which seemed insignificant but looked strangely delicious, and put it into his mouth.

'It's spicy, too.'

The taste was as spicy as it seemed. But apart from what it looked like, it tasted good.

Although it was spicy, it went well with the sweet taste of pork.

"Well done."

"Yes."

Jong-seok nodded while watching Sunny smiling beautifully and eating meat.

In fact, it was a taste that couldn't be tasteless.

Pork goes well with spicy taste. Of course, it would taste better if you put soy sauce on the surface of a frying pan and put it on fire, but this wasn't bad either.

"Come on! Let's see how much you've practiced."

Sunny saluted Jong-seok's horse.

"Old Chef!"

At Sunny's words, Jong-seok brought green onions and onions to chop.

Once a knife appears on the screen, it will give the impression that it is cooked to a certain extent.

***

Jong-seok and Shafran were waiting in the waiting room of the station Saturday morning.

Today was finally the day when tomorrow's cooking king shooting began.

Inside the waiting room were two handsome male and two female teams, and underage chefs paired with them.

Unlike idols practicing choreography or singing, chefs were relaxing with their eyes closed.

And Jong-seok, sitting between them, was talking to Sunny.

"How's it going with you?”

At Sunny's words, Jong-seok smacked his lips and looked at people.

"I'm a little nervous."

"It's not your first time on the air."

It was the second time since the morning of Koreans. But...

"Not like that."

Sunny nodded at Jong-seok's words. The same was true of Sunny, who was nervous.

This is the second time that a music program has been aired since its debut.

Broadcast experience is the same as Sunny or Jongseok.

While talking about this and that to relax, Jong-seok looked at the paper in his hand.

It contained information about people who appeared with today's broadcast schedule.

Lee Jong-seok (Team A)

Age:19 years old.

School:Taejin High School

Prime Minister:None.

Ianna (Team B)

Age:18 years old

School:Ojeong Unemployment High School

Prime Minister:A statue of National Chinese cuisine

Heo In-guk (Team C)

Age:19 years old.

School:Gangwon Jeil High School

Award: Gold Award for World Championship Cooking Competition

Choi Eun-mi (D Team)

Age:19 years old.

School:Inhwa Unemployment High School

Award: Gold Prize for National Korean Food Skills Competition

Looking at the chefs' histories and photos, Jong-seok's appetite grew.

'I'm the only one with nothing.’

While other chefs have won awards such as statues and gold prizes, they do not have a single line of history.

As I was looking at the paper for a moment, Sunny said with a smile.

"You'll do well.”

"Okay, let's do well."

When Jong-seok nodded, the writer came in.

"Come on! I'm going to shoot now."

The writer's words revealed tension on the faces of idols and chefs.

And so was Jong-seok.

"Whoa!"

Jong-seok, who breathed for a long time, rose up and followed the writer to the studio.

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