Lin Yuner: Are you my fan? (Please read)

“Seo Taesoo?” Yang Dong-cheol rushed over directly and scolded, “Aren’t you ashamed? Get down!!!”

Oh, so it’s General Seo Taesoo, then it’s fine.

Everyone watched with cold eyes. Where did this bumpkin come from? He’s truly embarrassing the Prosecutors. They looked at Seo Taesoo with mocking and ridiculing gazes.

Im Yoon-ah gave an awkward smile and said, “How about we talk about the autograph later?”

“Mm-hmm.”

Who would have thought that among the Prosecutors of the Great Han Republic, there would be a fan of SNSD, and a loyal fan of her, Im Yoon-ah, at that.

This matter is truly… too bitter!

Yang Dong-cheol pulled Seo Taesoo back to sit beside Lee Se-hyun.

Lee Se-hyun greeted him, “Hi, Taixiu, you’re really something!”

“You’re more impressive than Tihua Zhixiu, Lianhua Zhixiu, and even Kim Ji-soo!”

Kim Ji-soo?

Seo Taesoo, with his big dog-like head, asked, “Is the senior referring to Kim Ji-soo of BLACKPINK?”

“Could it be that senior is also a fan…”

Lee Se-hyun covered his forehead. Oh my god, this guy is hopeless!

Deputy Minister Jiang, who was nearby, heard their conversation and said in a sarcastic tone, “Qiangzhi, your subordinates are quite lively.”

“Young people are good, they are capital, and the future of the Great Han Republic belongs to young people.”

“But before that, they still need to mature. An unpolished jade cannot become a vessel, don’t you agree?”

What did he mean? Was he mocking them for being immature and needing more practice?

Han Kang-sik’s face was dark. He appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly he was terribly gloomy. He could kill this fanboy Seo Taesoo with just his eyes.

Lee Se-hyun moved his seat to the side, distancing himself from Seo Taesoo, to clear himself of any association.

I don’t know him! This is the first time I’ve seen this person!

“Senior, can you help me with something?” Seo Taesoo also moved his seat closer again.

“No!”

“Uh… I haven’t even said what it is yet.”

Seo Taesoo was a bit dejected. He hadn’t gotten the autograph yet, but he had left a bad impression on his leaders and colleagues. He truly lost both the watermelon and the sesame.

Lee Se-hyun said, “Taixiu, it’s not that I’m lecturing you.”

“If you want an autograph, couldn’t you have gotten it privately?”

“You had to make such a scene. I think you don’t want to advance!”

Being a fan is fine, but you need to distinguish the occasion. Doing this makes the Minister and the others lose face. A dignified Prosecutor of the Great Han Republic, losing face!

It makes them, the Prosecutors, seem no different from ordinary people, and in reality, there’s not much difference.

They all need to eat and drink.

But!

Who are Minister Han and the others? Leaders care most about face. Seo Taesoo was embarrassing himself? He was embarrassing the entire Prosecutor community.

Moreover, he was Minister Han’s subordinate, which would make people led by Deputy Minister Jiang laugh to death.

“I just acted on impulse.”

Lee Se-hyun nodded. I think your little head is controlling your big head, and you can’t tell the difference between the big and small kings.

No wonder in the later plot of “The King,” he lost to a female celebrity’s belly, causing his wife to kick him out and leave him with nothing.

So, the foreshadowing was laid early on.

After all, Seo Taesoo was brought into the group by him, so he was a sort of introducer.

Lee Se-hyun said, “You want an autograph, right?”

Xu Tai nodded vigorously.

“They’re in the lounge right now. They just finished their entrance dance. I’ll go check for you.”

“But I can’t guarantee I’ll get it for you.”

“Thanks, bro!” Seo Taesoo saluted Chungcheng, happy like a 300-pound man.

Lee Se-hyun got up, found the basketball court’s lounge, and knocked on the door.

At this time, Im Yoon-ah and the others should be resting, waiting for the basketball game to fully start, then as cheerleaders, they would liven up the atmosphere.

Lee Se-hyun vaguely heard laughter and chatter from inside the lounge.

“Moshi moshi? Is anyone there?”

“Who?” Im Yoon-ah pulled open the door, half-closed, revealing her Little Deer head.

Im Yoon-ah eyed Lee Se-hyun warily: “What do you want?”

“I’m here… to get an autograph for my friend.”

“Autograph?”

“Mm.”

Celebrities, honestly, it’s not like Lee Se-hyun hasn’t seen them before. What Jisu, Ba-soo, Park Chaeyoung, Ryu Jimin, though his previous self hadn’t heard of any of them.

But this person seems quite popular on The Peninsula.

Im Yoon-ah said coldly, “We’re changing into our cheerleader outfits. Wait a moment.”

“I…”

With a bang, without giving Lee Se-hyun a chance to react, the lounge door closed.

“This…” Lee Se-hyun was bewildered.

Changing clothes? So that’s it. As long as it wasn’t a refusal, it was fine. He had just seen some inappropriate… clothes scattered on the floor through the crack in the door.

Lee Se-hyun wasn’t trying to peek. He was mainly talking to Im Yoon-ah; he couldn’t possibly talk with his eyes closed, could he? That would be too impolite.

Im Yoon-ah’s attitude towards him seemed very bad, as if she was looking at a thief.

Lee Se-hyun sat on a nearby chair. After a while, Im Yoon-ah came out with a small pudding.

Why say small pudding?

The girl next to Im Yoon-ah was a bit shy, constantly looking down, shrinking her head, like a child.

“Here!” Im Yoon-ah threw the signed paper to him as if dismissing a beggar.

“Wait a minute!”

Just as Im Yoon-ah was about to go back, Lee Se-hyun called out to them.

“Can you… sign a few more?”

Lee Se-hyun smiled and said, “I heard you’re quite popular, so your autographs must be very valuable… worth collecting.”

“Can you sign a few more?”

Sign a few more, then sell them to a fool like Seo Taesoo, and he’d make a killing.

Zero cost, pure profit. Where else could he find such a good business? Since he was already here, getting a few more would be good. Ideally, everyone from Girls' Generation would sign one.

This kind of autograph, like stamp collecting, would surely sell like crazy.

“What do you mean?” Im Yoon-ah looked at Lee Se-hyun with some disgust.

She didn’t believe Lee Se-hyun was a fan at all. Would a fan be so calm when meeting an idol? She accepted someone like Seo Taesoo.

But someone like Lee Se-hyun, who stared at their thighs from the beginning to the end of the performance, Im Yoon-ah didn’t have such a lecherous fan.

Lee Se-hyun felt a bit wronged. The truth was, as soon as he heard the “Jijiji-beibei” music, he was instantly transported back to the Tang Dynasty.

His mind was filled with scenes from “If You Are the One,” “Male guest, please choose your favorite female guest.”

Lee Se-hyun explained, “It’s just, can you give me a collective autograph from Boys’… no, Girls’ Generation (SNSD)?”

“I’m a true fan! I especially love listening to ‘Jijiji-beibei~’”

“I’ve been a fan of your Boys’… no, Girls’ Generation (SNSD) for ten years already. Please, you must fulfill my request.”

“Thank you.”

Boys’ Generation (SNSD)?!?!

Im Yoon-ah felt like her lungs were about to explode. Little Deer angrily said, “You’re a true fan?”

“Yes, I am.”

“You’ve been a fan of us for ten years?”

“Yes, yes.”

Im Yoon-ah laughed in exasperation: “We’ve only been out for seven years since our debut.”

“Where did the other three years come from? Do you think you’re a magician? What a joke!”

Lee Se-hyun was stunned. SNSD, had they only debuted 7 years ago? Unaware, he had thought Girls’ Generation (SNSD) had been around for twenty years.

An old Peninsula Girl Group.

Lee Se-hyun smiled awkwardly, “That’s not important!”

“The point is, I’m really your idol, and you’re my fan.”

“I really love watching your melodramatic drama, ‘Historical figure,’ especially the Xiahou you played in it. You were so beautiful, my good brother Seo Taesoo was even drooling.”

Historical figure???

Im Yoon-ah was bewildered. When had she ever acted in such a drama? If she remembered correctly, Historical figure should be a historical figure from the Xia Kingdom, right?

The more Im Yoon-ah listened, the more she felt Lee Se-hyun was talking nonsense. Her already bad impression worsened.

Lecher, liar… Lee Se-hyun simply handed the autograph book to the SNSD member next to Im Yoon-ah: “How about you start first?”

Choi Jinri softly and timidly said, “I… I’m not a member of Girls’ Generation (SNSD).”

“You’re not?” Lee Se-hyun questioned, “Aren’t you with this person?”

Facing Lee Se-hyun’s question, Choi Jinri carefully replied, “I’m a member of f Function. My name is… Jinri.”

“Jinri?”

“What a unique name,” Lee Se-hyun teased.

Jinri? Truth is only within the range of a cannon, right?

Choi Jinri blushed slightly when she heard Lee Se-hyun’s teasing and hid behind Im Yoon-ah.

Im Yoon-ah sneered, “You don’t even know who we are?”

“And you come here pretending to be a fan to ask for autographs?”

Im Yoon-ah completely exposed Lee Se-hyun’s lie. He wasn’t a fan at all! He didn’t even recognize the members of Girls’ Generation (SNSD). Is that a fan? A cloud fan, perhaps!

Lee Se-hyun simply stopped pretending and said indifferently, “Alright, whether you’re Girls’ or Boys’, however many of you there are, just sign. For my sake, as your fan.”

“Hurry up, I still have to play basketball later.”

“Get out!”

Im Yoon-ah roared, “Our SNSD doesn’t have such a despicable and shameless fan!”

This Little Deer is truly infuriated! How can there be such a shameless person in the world! His words are also shameless! Did he never have parents to teach him?

If Lee Se-hyun knew, he would only smile more shamelessly. His original self grew up in an orphanage, so he indeed had no parents to teach him how to be polite.