The next day, Wednesday the 26th. Around the afternoon.
The location was Jamsil Indoor Stadium. A massive crowd had gathered in the stands, at least several thousand. There were hardly any empty seats. The audience chatted boisterously while waiting for the match, and the vast stadium reverberated with noise.
Of course, it wasn’t just the audience present.
Around the stadium were invited reporters, filming crews related to the event, stadium staff, volleyball team players, and so on.
Up until this point, no one knew what kind of event was about to unfold in this stadium.
Only the stadium staff were aware.
As a result, the reporters were busy filming the athletes who would be playing in the match.
It was at that moment.
“The match will begin shortly.”
“Before that, we have a surprise performance for all of you who came to today’s match!”
Instantly, thousands of spectators and even the reporters started glancing around. No one had heard anything about a surprise performance. But since pre-game celebration performances were common, the audience responded with:
They clapped with mild cheers.
“A surprise performance? What kind?”
“Probably just cheerleaders. They do that a lot.”
“Or maybe a trot singer.”
“Yeah, last time it was a trot singer.”
No one knew what was coming, but most of the audience took out their phones without much expectation.
The reporters were thinking along the same lines as the audience.
“Must be cheerleaders.”
"Yeah, it's predictable but safe."
Still, they got their big cameras ready.
At that moment, the lights that had lit up the stadium suddenly went out.
As their eyes adjusted to the darkness, some spectators spotted people rushing into the volleyball court. There were several, at least ten.
"Definitely cheerleaders."
“Why are they making such a dramatic production out of it?”
The audience, convinced it was cheerleaders, watched as a few lights switched back on.
Only the volleyball court was illuminated.
Everyone in the stadium turned their attention to that spot.
“Wait a sec, those aren’t cheerleaders??”
“What is this? Who are they??”
Standing there were thirteen men dressed in black blazers with numbers on their chests, not cheerleaders. As if ready, the thirteen men lifted their heads.
The moment their faces became visible, screams erupted from various parts of the audience.
“Ah!!! 'Produce That 100!' 'Produce That 100!'!!”
“OMG! That’s Team 1 from 'Produce That 100!'!! That’s No. 1 right there!!!”
“Unbelievable!!! Is that really No. 1??!!”
“'Produce That 100!' Team 1!! It’s really them??!!”
The song 'Produce' blasted throughout the venue.
In an instant, the vast stadium was filled with.
"Oh my god!! This is amazing!!!!"
Ear-splitting screams began to erupt everywhere.