Fortunately, they didn't have any schedule the night before the first day of the Idol Sports Day. With the reminder of Pak Ya-yeon and Song Zhen, the five girls went to bed early.

Park Hae-sung felt like a primary school student who couldn't sleep well the night before an event.

As a result, when Song Zhen dragged her out of bed in the early morning, she couldn't think of anything but "I'm going to die."

Before they arrived at the stadium, they saw an astonishing number of nanny vans and fans surrounding them.

The Idol Sports Day had become more and more controversial in recent years. Nowadays, fans didn't want to see their idols interact with other idols. They preferred to play by themselves.

What's more, in order to film the Idol Sports Day, all the contestants had to arrive at the venue in the early morning. They had to stay in the stadium for nearly 20 hours, and there wasn't even any screen time during the official broadcast.

Sports events were not to mention injuries. Due to all the above reasons, fans hoped that the Idol Sports Day would be suspended every year.

However, it was still the same saying. Popular groups didn't understand, but popular groups were sad.

Some unknown groups would practice diligently before the recording so that they could make a few appearances on the show. Who knew if these few appearances would change the entire group's future?

"Our goal is to put competition first and friendship second."

"Aren't you saying the opposite?"

Shangke, who was busy putting heat pads in her sportswear, said to Park Hae-sung, "Besides, you don't participate in any events."

"Don't you know what my physical fitness is like?"

Park Hae-sung heard her agent say that she could get out of the car. She opened the car door beside her and heard screams as soon as she opened the door.

She wrapped her long down jacket tightly and waved to the fans waiting on both sides.

It wasn't easy. These fans must have arrived at the venue earlier than them. Moreover, the fans would only be allowed in after the contestants had entered.

Many of the fans weren't their fans. They were holding nameplates with various names or holding support sticks from other groups.

Park Hae-sung took out a heat pad from her pocket to warm her hands and gave it to a fan.

The fan wasn't her fan. She wasn't even a member of their group. However, the girl looked like she was still studying. Her face was almost blue from the cold.

She gave the rest of the bag to some girls who looked very cold.

The four members who got out of the car behind her did the same. However, they didn't bring many heating pads with them. After they were done, they could only apologize and enter under the urging of the security guard.

"There are so many people."

Hundreds of idols wearing sportswear of various colors and famous brands. This kind of scene was rare except for the end-of-year ballad contest and various large-scale award ceremonies.

Channel M was indeed one of the top three TV stations.

Park Hae-sung followed the staff to the backstage lounge.

The 20 hours of recording were all for the artistes to stay in the competition venue for a while, so every team had their own lounge backstage. It was just that the area was not big.

In the lounge next door were the other artist groups who were in the same group as them. Under the guidance of their manager, they went over to greet them.

"Unless you're really tired, just stay outside. It's good to have some screen time," the manager said earnestly. "If you can get a place in the competition, just do it. Don't get hurt."

They were participating in all the events this time. Park Hae-sung guessed that they should be able to get a good place.

Besides her, it seemed like everyone in their team was good at sports.

In addition to the final relay, Song Zhen also participated in rhythmic gymnastics. She had been trying to squeeze out time to practice since a week ago.

Before they officially entered the venue, they received a questionnaire from the organizer.

The questions were: How many events did their team participate in this time? Who participated in the most events? Who participated in the least events? Did anyone feel unwell? The last question was a bit malicious.

Please select the member who is the least good at sports in your team.

Park Hae-sung saw Pak Ya-yeon and wrote the three words "Park Hae-sung" without hesitation.

"The only sister in our team that I still feel comforted by has changed."

Although running and archery were the first to be shown every time the show was broadcasted, these events were usually recorded later.

Park Hae-sung sat on the side of the venue and looked at the huge gymnastics platform in the middle. The first event to be recorded today was women's rhythmic gymnastics.

Because the venue occupied a lot of space, many artists didn't leave the lounge. Most of the audience were the contestants' teammates and the seniors and juniors of the same company.

This time, their seniors didn't participate in the recording. Only Shen Qing, who was the MC, came.

They had already greeted each other in the lounge.

"I'll buy snacks for you at noon, so please do your best." The MC was called away by the staff after she finished speaking.

Park Hae-sung hugged her knees and felt sleepy.

She leaned on Shangke's arm and said, "How many times did we come out?"

"We came out in the middle. Do you want to film it later?"

"Yes."

Park Hae-sung put a small camera in her pocket when she came out. She looked like a mother who was preparing to record her child's performance at a school art festival.

"What's the next event after rhythmic gymnastics?"

"Men's indoor basketball and netball, right?

But it will take some time to clean up the venue. "

Park Hae-sung looked up at Han Chuxia, who came out of the lounge with a few bottles of water in her hands. She asked her to come and sit down.

"I just saw the seniors of the Big Thigh Company."

"What are you talking about? You're talking as if our company is their subordinate."

"In fact, their company doesn't want us to be their subordinate."

"Well, I just saw a female idol talking to your first love."

Han Chuxia didn't speak loudly, but Park Hae-sung's reaction disappointed her.

She just took a bottle of water and asked Han Chuxia to open the cap for her.

"And then?"

"That's what I said."

"It has nothing to do with me. Don't call him that in the future."

Park Hae-sung took a sip of water and found that their team was in a bad position. They were directly opposite the lounge, so they couldn't see the faces of the contestants.

As soon as she swallowed the water, she saw Zhengzai in white sportswear.

He was talking and laughing with his two teammates as he walked out.

This time, he would participate in indoor basketball and men's archery.

He was obviously nearsighted.

Park Hae-sung heard a fan calling her name. She turned around stiffly and saw that there weren't many fans sitting behind them, but they were all holding the same banner. She asked the two people next to her to turn around and make a heart sign.

The girls in front of Song Zhen performed very well. Park Hae-sung didn't understand the difficulty of this event. She simply thought that everyone must be practicing very hard.

When Song Zhen in white sportswear and holding a ribbon walked out, Park Hae-sung turned on her camera and found that she could only take a photo of her back.

She stood up and walked to the front of the venue.

The team sitting in front of her very kindly made space for her, and she kept thanking them.

Song Zhen stood still and saw Park Hae-sung, who was holding a banner in one hand and a camera in the other.

She smiled at Park Hae-sung.

Practicing ballet for many years was indeed different. Song Zhen stood there tall and straight like a white birch. She fiddled with the light blue ribbon to the side and nodded to the staff playing the music.

There were no mistakes. The performance was smooth and the difficult movements were done beautifully.

"As expected of our main dancer."

"The main dancer's expression was very restrained at the end. But as the second person in the team who understands her, how much did I read?

Nise. "

Of course, the three of them didn't forget to return to their seats after the performance.

Pak Ya-yeon was waiting for Song Zhen in the contestant area on the other side. Although she was far away, Park Hae-sung could still see her dancing with joy.

Ya-yeon, it's because you spoil her that Song Zhen's personality is so difficult to deal with.

Before the last contestant's score was announced, it was obvious who was in first place.

Song Zhen's performance put a certain amount of pressure on the contestants after her, so a few of them made mistakes during the performance.

The gold medal of the first event of the day was their team, and their team would definitely show their faces for a few seconds when the program was officially broadcast.

Park Hae-sung heard a cameraman's laughter when she teleported over with her camera.

"Your expression just now was so sincere that I almost laughed out loud."

Song Zhen, who was wearing a jacket and a gold medal, hugged Park Hae-sung after taking a picture with her fans. "But you must have made me look ugly, so you don't have to show me the finished video."

"If you're shy, you can just tell me."

There were quite a lot of people like Park Hae-sung who didn't participate in any events. She saw a lot of female idols sitting together and whispering to each other.

"I also want to gossip with my friends who are not on the team," Park Hae-sung shouted.

"Just ask me what you want to know." Pak Ya-yeon yawned. "Although I don't know much, I can assure you that it's all true."

"I've heard everything you know since the first day I met you." Park Hae-sung felt bored and hungry.

She thought that she would consume a lot of energy today, so she sneaked to the vending machine backstage to get a bottle of Sprite.

"Bring me a bottle."

"Me too."

"You wish."

Park Hae-sung walked across a basketball court that hadn't been set up yet and headed to the lounge.

Along the way, everyone bowed to her, regardless of whether they knew her or not.

She even went back to the lounge to get a few bags of snacks to bring back. That's why people shouldn't be evil.

She had drinks in her left and right pockets and a pile of snacks in her arms. She didn't see clearly when she turned the corner and bumped into someone.

Park Hae-sung felt that she was too thin and almost fell to the ground after being bumped into. However, she didn't fall to the ground, but her things were scattered all over the ground.

She decided to give the drink that fell out of her pocket to Song Zhen.

"Oh, it's Hae-sung's anger."

Could it be that she had already reached the age where she would be angered by a rather sturdy boy?

Park Hae-sung looked up and saw the person clearly.

"Jeno!

Why did you lose weight again? "