Chapter 60

"Jaecheon, I want... to quit Infinite Challenge!"

"What?" With a startled exclamation, Liu Zaitian instantly stood up. Although he felt something was amiss, he never expected that the reason Jung Junho called him out was to say this.

Taking a deep breath to calm his suddenly agitated heart, Liu Zaitian looked at the downcast Jung Junho, who did not seem to be joking, and slowly asked, "Why?... Junho, I mean, why! I want to know the reason."

"Zaitian, to be honest, I am very grateful that you let me join the Infinite Challenge program, and I am also very happy to see the show's ratings improve. But I really can't take it anymore." Shaking his head, Jung Junho's expression was now extremely dejected, "I don't know what my role is in this show? I don't know what I should say in the show? Or... maybe I don't need to say anything at all, because as soon as I start talking, Park Myung-soo will come over and interrupt me, then start his own comedic scolding. Or... from beginning to end, I just exist in the show as a fool, saying... I really only fit the role of a fool."

His voice was low, and at this moment, Jung Junho was completely dispirited. He was lost, and he didn't know why he existed in the Infinite Challenge program. Perhaps, as the online comments suggested, being a fool was enough.

"Is this your thought, Junho? Is this your reason?" Liu Zaitian suddenly shouted, but then he didn't know what to say next. His body, which had just prepared to stand up, immediately sat back down. The long speeches he had prepared, the righteous words he had thought out in his mind, all vanished with Jung Junho's current desolate appearance.

"Can I do anything else? Zaitian, you've seen the comments online, not a single good word, just questions and ridicule about me. Tell me, what's the point of having someone who only plays a fool in the program!"

Suddenly agitated, he stood up and loudly said to Liu Zaitian, "Appearing on the show like a fool, no tact, no self-awareness, even if I say one sentence, Park Myung-soo will interrupt me, then scold me throughout. After editing, you know how much screen time I get, and I have to endure countless questions and ridicule from the audience for that little screen time!"

"Liu Zaitian, tell me, what's the point of me being in this program?"

...

"Liu Zaitian, tell me, what's the point of me being in this program?"

"What's the point of being in this program? Yes, what's the point of being in such a program!" Walking slowly on the streets of Seoul at night, it was already around 1 a.m. After leaving Jung Junho's bar, Liu Zaitian's mind kept echoing this one sentence. As for the rest, although he knew Jung Junho said a lot more, he didn't really hear what was said.

Time slowly passed, and the streets were already empty. The dim streetlights illuminated the deserted road, and Liu Zaitian was the only one wandering slowly.

He didn't want to go home, just wanted to walk slowly, not caring or knowing where he was. He just wanted his heart to calm down for a while.

But... the sentence that kept echoing in his mind made Liu Zaitian's heart unable to calm down.

"Where is this...?"

Standing at an open intersection, Liu Zaitian looked at the wide river suddenly appearing before him and muttered.

It turned out that without realizing it, he had already walked to the Han River.

At that moment, looking at the black river water shimmering under the surrounding lights, Liu Zaitian suddenly felt an impulse. In the next moment, he took out his phone and directly called Jung Junho.

"Zaitian... Is there something?"

The call was instantly connected, and on the other end, Jung Junho's voice was a bit dazed, but it was clear he wasn't sleeping.

"Big Head... Do you know what I'm thinking right now?"

Muttering, without caring whether Jung Junho on the other end heard him clearly, Liu Zaitian continued to speak on his own, "I'm thinking about my childhood, when I was 5 years old. That year, I met a brother named Jung Junho. Because his head was big, I liked to call him Big Head. But every time I called him that, he would get very angry and act like he wanted to scold me. But I knew Big Head really liked me."

"Later, the brother went to serve in the military. Because my parents had to work, Big Head was very worried that I would be bored at home alone. So whenever he had free time, he would take me out to play, using the money he earned from acting and commercials to treat me to barbecue, jajangmyeon, sweet and sour pork, and anything he thought was delicious, he would take me to try."

As he spoke, Liu Zaitian's voice slowly became choked with tears, which had appeared on his face without him noticing, but he continued, though slowly, without giving Jung Junho a chance to interrupt, "At that time, Big Head was the best person to me besides my parents and brother, and the one who liked me the most. We went on picnics and camping together. But at that time, Big Head didn't have much money, and although he was an actor, the roles he played were just a fool. So to have more money, to take me to eat good things and play, he kept auditioning, begging, even for the smallest roles."

"At that time, Big Head was kind and brave, and it seemed like no difficulty could bring him down. Although he looked silly when he laughed, he was a very thoughtful person, but..."

"But now, he has become timid, and he has become fearful and anxious. Even today, he shouted the name of the child he once loved so much. That expression and attitude might be unforgettable for the child... I am really disappointed... I'm sorry, Junho, for making you listen to my rambling as a brother, but I finally said it."

"Once! I had two idols, one was my brother because of his self-discipline, and the other was Big Head because of his kindness. But Junho, there is one thing I still have to say, even though it might be disrespectful to you... You really disappoint me... I'm sorry!"

After saying this, Liu Zaitian hung up the phone, turned off his phone, and sat on the edge of the embankment, watching the river water flow slowly not far away, letting the cold tears flow freely, and he sat there, lost in thought.

Just as Liu Zaitian said, because he was an orphan, he once longed for care and love. In this life, he faced parents who loved him, a brother who loved him, and Jung Junho, who had played with him since childhood.

Unconsciously, the two brothers had become his role models, the warmth in his heart.

But now, one of them has collapsed...

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