Chapter 1172 – I Just Want Jim to Be the Cover Model.
“Wow! Even if it’s for the sake of the unborn child! “You shouldn’t sell your body!”
“Are we just doing interviews and taking pictures?!”
“That’s how everyone starts! Didn’t you even see the transformation!”
“Transformation? Kafka’s Metamorphosis?”
“… “This was Jim’s fault.”
The wives were angry when they heard that I was going to appear in MAXI●, but when they saw the contract to appear on the back of the magazine and the interview questions I received in a letter yesterday, they calmed down.
“How far do I have to go?”
“Oh, Mr. Jesu. It’ll be soon. Soon. “Everyone is here.”
“I didn’t ask you.”
Ding dong♪
“We have arrived.”
That doesn’t mean I didn’t follow though.
“What floor is it?”
I asked Hyunsu as I was the last one to get into the elevator. With a face resembling a monkey, he swaggered by pressing the fourth floor with his long fingers.
“4th floor. But hey. Even if you say it’s a studio, there’s nothing special about it. “Don’t be so nervous.”
“Uh. “I know.”
“Know? How do you know?”
“I’ve been to the studio once. All together.”
“I didn’t go.”
“Why am I going with you? All together. Like this.”
Mawang, Sehee, Minah, and I all pointed at each other in succession and looked at Hyunsoo with a puzzled look. Like this, it wasn’t the first time we came to the studio to take pictures.
“Haha, my face didn’t show up at that time.”
“That product sold well, right? Thanks to us?”
“Yes, I am. Even now, we occasionally get inquiries about whom the model is.”
There was a time when Mina got in trouble when a YouTuber she had signed as a board game advertising model got into an accident. The corners of her mouth went up as she remembered how we had patched up that patch.
“Hello! Seniors!”
At this time, Hyeonsu suddenly bowed his head and said hello.
“My name is Hyunsoo Kim, and I am making my model debut this year! Please take good care of me!”
“What are you saying?”
“Well, behave yourself well. If you want to survive in the modeling industry.”
“How did you become a model with that face? “Do you have a lot of money at home?”
“Yes, thank you.”
Unlike me, who laughed and looked dumbfounded, my wives played around and got along. Hyunsu was even more excited to see them and treated them like seniors even when the elevator door opened.
“Go first! As a junior, I will follow behind!”
Haha! “Your attitude as a junior is very upright, isn’t it?”
“And then they want to look at our butts.”
“I will remove your eyeball.”
“Why do you say that? Come on, let’s go.”
I comforted Minah, who was saying creepy things, and got out of the elevator together. We walked down the immediately visible white hallway and arrived at the glass door with MAXI● KOREA written on it.
“Wait a minute.”
Instead of going in right away, I waited until Hyeonsu called me on the phone. Not long after that, the door opened and a man who was probably a few years older than me appeared.
“Hey. Why are you so late…”
Wearing round, rimless glasses, he immediately said something when he saw Hyeonsu, but he was speechless when he saw us beyond. To be exact, I was stopped after seeing the wives who came with me.
“Um, what is it? Hey, wait a minute. Hey! Senior!”
I looked at my wives with trembling eyes and shouted inward.
“Is there any female model coming today again?”
“?!”
“Fuha?!”
“Ha, as expected.”
“…”
It seemed like they mistook my wives for female models. Certainly, they were all so beautiful that it was surprising that they didn’t all go into the entertainment industry. Of course, it wasn’t a very pleasant illusion.
I understand why they were angry when they told me I was leaving M●XIM.
“No, er, bro! No!”
Hyeonsu even waved his hand at the employee and denied it. He pointed to the day he came with me and told me who the model-looking women were.
“These people are Jiheon, Jesu and their friends! “I followed you because you said you wanted to see me!”
“What? Is it real?”
“Yes! Really! Right? Right?”
“I’m sorry for coming here so suddenly.”
The Demon King apologized and approached Hyunsu, who urgently asked after seeing us. With all her coziness, she said she was pregnant and placed her hand on her protruding belly.
“I was really curious when I heard that Jiheon would appear on MAXI●. “Could she possibly come and watch the filming?”
“Uh, uh, it’s not like it can’t be done. Well, wait a minute.”
“Oh, can I wait inside? “It’s because my body is like this.”
“Ah, yes, yes! Yes Come in!”
As soon as she said this while stroking her bulging belly, she opened the door wide and welcomed me. The employee who was holding the door until we entered the studio called Hyeonsu aside and whispered to him.
“Hey, hey! “Who are they?”
“I told you earlier. “Jiheon and Jesu are friends.”
“Really? Then, introduce me!”
“No. “Everyone got married.”
“No, that’s not it. Be a model! Please introduce me as a model!”
This time, it felt strange and good at the same time. It was also proof that her wives were attractive and sexy women.
“You guys. Did you hear?”
I heard it too, but there’s no way I couldn’t have heard it. The Demon King looked at the employee with a triumphant expression and spoke to us in a whisper.
“I just want Jim to be the cover model.”
“Rather than my sister, isn’t it me?”
“I think you are referring to both of them.”
“Minya. You should wear it too.”
“Excuse me! Become Mr. Kang Ji-heon! Hyunsoo Kim is over there!”
At this time, a woman with a little makeup due to sweating profusely approached me at a running pace. She arrived in front of us, holding a bundle of papers in one hand and greeted us again.
“Hello! I am editor Jiyoung Kim, who was in charge of filming and interviewing Jiheon Kang and Hyunsoo Kim! Thank you very much!”
“Oh, yes. Yes. Hello.”
“Yes! Then I’ll get to work right away! Hey, Editor Minhyuk Park!”
“Oh, yes, yes! Senior!”
It seemed like the name of Hyunsu’s older brother was Park Minhyuk. After his name was called, he approached along with Hyeonsu, who was talking, and listened to what Jiyoung said.
“Editor Minhyuk, I guess you got used to the job quickly? “I’m so busy.”
“Oh, yes, I’m sorry.”
“Quickly, Ji-heon and Hyun-soo, get ready… But who are you?”
Jiyoung also finally found my wives. It was a little fun to see them checking the documents in their hands, thinking they were models, like Minhyuk.
“Sorry. “I should have told you in advance.”
This time, the Demon King came forward with her pregnant body. As before, I patted my bulging stomach and told the story of what happened.
“Jiheon said he was taking pictures here, so I came to see it because it was fascinating.”
“Ah, ah, really? But who… ?”
“Jiheon’s wife and I are friends.”
“Yes? Wow, wai, ah, no. I’ll go get ready first. Please follow me. Editor Minhyuk?”
It seemed like work was more urgent than getting married at a young age. Jiyoung called Minhyuk and guided us as we walked side by side.
“Ruler! Great! Lovely! Sexy!”
Snap! Snap! Cha cha cha click!
MAXI● The studio wasn’t much different from the place I went to last time I helped Minah. Bright lighting that makes your eyes get used to it, well-decorated props on the outside, and even a cinematographer who shouts without stopping.
“What!”
“Brother. Close your eyes.”
“Excuse me.”
Chin
“Huh, hey?!”
However, it wasn’t completely the same. Since the company is a company, there were female models dressed in outfits that seemed more wholesome if they were completely naked.
“No, wait! I won’t watch it! “Get your hands off me!”
“You… !”
Minah was extremely anxious as she walked behind her with her eyes covered. The devil came towards me with a growling voice.
“Are you trying to go to a place like this secretly? “This place is so obscene?”
I was shocked that the most pervert woman I know would say such a thing. But now my life was more important.
“If I had known it would hurt like this, I wouldn’t have come!”
“How can you say you didn’t know? “Don’t you know what kind of magazine MAXI● is?”
“You say it’s for everyone?”
“I’m not talking about that right now.”
At one point, I told them to take a look at MA●IM since it was for everyone.
I didn’t need to say this. As I said before, my life was more important, and it was because Jihyeong announced my arrival before I even opened my mouth.
“Then you two should go in here and change your clothes.”
Only after Minah lowered her hands was she able to see the dressing room. She had put up plywood as a wall, just like she had done a few minutes ago, with curtains instead of doors.
“Come on, come on. I don’t have time. Oh, and your friends can sit on the sofa and watch, and you can eat snacks as much as you want. Editor Minhyuk, please explain for me. “Wait a minute.”
He pointed to a table piled high with various snacks and a sofa in front of it, gave instructions to Minhyuk, a person Hyeonsoo knew, and left.
“Haha, um. Fighting?”
“Oh my, that sounds delicious.”
“Excuse me.”
The wives sat on the sofa with their eyes sparkling as if their original purpose was snacks. And then we hurried into the makeshift locker room.
“Well, what should I wear?”
“Isn’t Jiheon’s name hanging on the hanger over there? You can wear that.”
“Just speak informally. “I heard that Hyunsu knows his brother.”
As instructed, I picked up the combat uniform with my name written on it from the hanger located inside the locker room. Even though it was the same man, he was a little reluctant to take off his clothes because it was his first time meeting him today, but he pretended like it was nothing and started changing.
“Ah, uh, yes.”
“Bro, what’s mine?”
“Yours is there too.”
He told me where Hyunsoo was and then called me in a somewhat awkward manner.
“Hey, Jiheon.”
“Yes?”
“No, listen while you change. Well, thank you. “For coming here.”
“No. They give you money.”
“But you still come here, huh? But, uh, um. “Wait a minute.”
He was barely wearing yellow combat uniform pants and was trying to put a top on over the short-sleeved T-shirt he wore as underwear. At this time, Minhyuk came up to me, lifted my t-shirt and asked.
“Do you exercise?”
“Yes? Ah, yes.”
“Oh, really?”
He took down the clothes he had lifted and groped my body, such as my shoulders and chest. After groping me with his eyes and hands for a few seconds, he made an unexpected suggestion.
“They say it’s because I’m in perfect shape. “Is it possible to take off my top?”
