Chapter 21
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Translator: Wjin
Chapter: 21
Chapter Title: Junna Likes It!
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Kangyul opened the first episode of What's Up Man that Park Gyusu had sent him right after arriving at the company. He planned to do some simple editing and add sound effects.
'The raw footage is about three hours long.'
Although the recording time wasn't long, with three cameras, that made a total of nine hours.
Kangyul started cutting the video, trying to recall the What's Up Man he'd seen in the past as best he could.
The footage began with Park Junhyung wandering the streets of Hongdae.
'Was episode 1 about experiencing Hongdae's hip culture?'
Kangyul skipped all the unnecessary opening parts. The first scene should hook viewers right away.
'Oh, this part's perfect.'
―"Is that vintage clothing? It looks totally like rags!"
―"What are you talking about? Junna! It's cute. We have to buy it! Absolutely!"
The pants in Park Junhyung's hands had a massive Mickey Mouse printed on the butt—commonly known as "shat pants."
―"Cute? It looks exactly like pants someone shat in?"
―"I'm telling you again, Junna! It's cute. Wear this and we're done for the day! No more shopping!"
―"Tsk. Feels like a total scam. How much?"
―"…Since you're our Junhyung oppa, Junna discount—just 180,000 won!"
Park Junhyung set the pants down with a look of utter bewilderment.
―"Aigoo, 180…k won? Way too much! Pass!"
―"Fine! Fine! 30,000 won! Junna discount!"
Kangyul couldn't help but chuckle.
The clerk's quirky speech was one thing, but the raw, unfiltered banter you could never see on broadcast TV was hilarious.
'This is the stuff to keep. The original cut all of it.'
Kangyul checked footage from all three cameras one by one, splicing clips together.
He'd barely made a two-minute clip, and already an hour had flown by.
'Whew. This is tougher than it looks.'
Kangyul realized full editing was impossible, so he focused on extracting and stitching the funniest bits.
That produced an 18-minute hyper-condensed video.
Short, breathless pacing with no downtime.
Ding—
[Kim Min-a: President. Lunchtime—what should I order?]
'Lunchtime already?'
Kangyul checked the clock and jolted in surprise. Even simple splicing had eaten up so much time. He felt a twinge of guilt for mindlessly skipping the filming team's edits as "boring" in the past.
'Gotta be nicer to them from now on.'
[President: Cheeseburger for me.]
[Kim Min-a: Got it! ^^]
Kangyul fired off the spliced video to Park Gyusu's email.
[President: Park Team Leader. Video's in your email. My vision for the What's Up Man style. Check it and shoot back a message.]
[Park Gyusu: You did this yourself, President? Checking now!]
Kangyul finally leaned back in his chair, relaxed.
Knock knock—
"President, your cheeseburger's here."
Kangyul hopped off his chair and dashed to the door.
He flung it open without a second thought.
There stood Kim Min-a, tray in hand, staring blankly.
Cheeseburger, fries, and cola sat atop it.
"Ah, thanks. Mind setting it on my desk? I'm too short."
Kim Min-a blinked down at Kangyul.
Her mind scrambled, just like that morning commute.
'…Who the heck is this kid in the president's office?'
"P-President!"
As she tilted her head, Jang Deokcheol's voice rang out from behind.
"…The president? This kid?"
"Ah, first time seeing Kim Min-a, I take it. I'm President Kangyul. I usually stay out of sight, but here we are. Nice to meet you."
Kim Min-a bowed awkwardly. She shuffled inside like a robot and set the tray down.
"Ah… yes. W-well then, President, I'll just…"
"Kim Min-a?"
"Yes?"
"LoL after lunch? I've been grinding mid lane like crazy."
Kim Min-a bowed again and trudged back to her desk, face blank.
Her expression was a mess of confusion.
'…Looks like an elementary schooler. Can a kid really be president?'
Jang Deokcheol stepped into the office for a quick word, then emerged.
He let out a soft sigh and beckoned Kim Min-a over.
"Kim Min-a. The president's identity stays secret for now. You get what that means?"
"…Yes. Understood. But… mind if I ask one thing?"
"Go ahead."
Kim Min-a glanced at the president's door, voice laced with doubt.
"…Does the president just look that young, or is he actually a kid? Can't wrap my head around it."
Jang Deokcheol fixed her with a steady gaze.
His face was cooler than usual.
"Does it affect your work?"
"…No, but it's messing with my brain. Like my whole worldview's crumbling."
"He's always been young. No need to overthink—just keep doing your job like today."
Kim Min-a nodded.
"Got it."
She bowed and slipped out of the vice president's office.
Back at her desk, playing Sudden Attack and LoL, it finally clicked why the president talked like that.
'Not faking youth—he's literally a kid. Haha.'
Ding—
[President: LoL time. Mid duel—let's go! Crushing you today!]
[Kim Min-a: You'd need 10 years of surrenders to beat me!]
'Whatever. I get to game at work now—win-win for me!'
Kim Min-a shrugged off the confusion with her usual no-fuss attitude.
The real priority: how to smoke this kid president in LoL.
'Vayne today, maybe.'
Click—
LoL loaded up, familiar screen glowing.
Park Gyusu rounded up the entire team.
Time to watch Kangyul's video together.
"The president edited it himself?"
The team clustered around, buzzing with surprise and curiosity.
Park Gyusu confirmed everyone was set and hit play.
'No intro added.'
No effects or transitions—just pure cuts and splices.
"Pacing's insanely tight."
"Under 20 minutes long."
Park Gyusu watched, absorbing the team's chatter.
It felt like a highlight reel on steroids.
Every clip sparked involuntary snickers.
When it wrapped, opinions flew.
"Park Junhyung's a goldmine."
"But all the curses and trash talk—won't we get flagged? YouTube-safe?"
"President says bleep the swears. Makes it raw and funner."
The in-house editors got the vibe Kangyul wanted.
Pure B-movie cheapness—broadcast TV's nightmare.
'Still, damn entertaining.'
He hid it, but he'd nearly cracked up more than once.
If this style flew, editing would beat broadcast drudgery any day.
"Intro, effects, subtitles—nail 'em. Under 20 minutes? Done by EOD."
"Cakewalk."
They handled 8+ hour grinds routinely.
Kangyul's version wrapped before sunset.
[Park Gyusu: President. Revised edit incoming! Check when you can—thanks!]
Park Gyusu messaged with swagger. Kangyul's reply? Pure gold.
[President: Perfect. Load it with more cheap talk like this. Great work! ^^]
'Score!'
Park Gyusu pumped a fist at his expectant team.
"President loves it! Drinks on me tonight!"
The team erupted in cheers.
Kangyul was sulking after Kim Min-a demolished him in LoL. Then Park Gyusu's What's Up Man episode 1 lifted his spirits.
Uncannily like the original he'd binged—only sleeker.
―"Snake! Hit hip Hongdae where the 20s rage—shopping, eats, all that!"
Park Junhyung flashed the Mickey Mouse shat pants.
―"Started at 180k bluff. Haggeled to 30k! Ya get it?! Next What's Up Man—wilder spot! Sub! Follow! Or ya get it?!"
The video closed on Park Junhyung's fired-up sign-off.
Rapper roots shone: rapid-fire, crystal clear.
"This slaps! Three mil subs incoming, no doubt!"