“Why does this have a yellow label?”
A yellow label was suddenly attached to Ryu Geon’s workout video, which didn’t particularly inspire exercise motivation, didn’t show his face or body, and didn’t include entertaining commentary or narration.
It was a mark indicating a violation of YouTube’s content ethics regulations, meaning Ryu Geon’s video contained suggestive content and was classified as adult content.
“Hyung, what did you do at the gym to get this?”
“I really didn’t do anything? I really only worked out!”
Ryu Geon felt very wronged and filed a review request. Not long after, the yellow label quickly disappeared with a reply saying it seemed to have been mistakenly flagged while AI was filtering guideline violation videos. And when Eungi’s vlog containing this entire process was uploaded, the community exploded.
[The shirtless photo of a certain male idol that YouTube classified as adult content.jpg]
That was right. The reason Ryu Geon’s video was sanctioned was because of the upper garment the gym rat carelessly stripped off and threw away without thinking.
“Who told you to exercise lewdly and naked?”
“I only took off my top, only the top!”
At Jinyeong’s teasing, Ryu Geon’s face turned red as he protested, but the yellow-label guy’s bare chest had already conquered all communities with dozens of screenshots.
Anonymous Loach 1
I watched this workout video in the dark with concentration and now I have 5.0 vision in both eyes
Anonymous Loach 2
Ugh, a full-grown bachelor immodestly stripping his upper body;; The world is coming to an end Maserati Bugatti Ferrari let’s get it
User 1
Fuck, a guy who looks like this even works out properly, look at my body, the world is unfair, fuck
User 2
Looking at his form, seems like he’s doing the workout half-assedly ㅉㅉ With that form you can’t even lift much weight ㅇㅇ
User 3
I’m 167cm and skinny, how much do I have to work out to get a body like that?
During the Six-Clove Garlic Festival, BNCZ’s posts had briefly become a topic, but this was the first time reactions came from both female-dominated and male-dominated communities. Ryu Geon, whose video blew up along with the subtle nickname “yellow-label guy,” felt very embarrassed and even filmed and uploaded an apology video.
[I’m sorry. From now on I’ll definitely wear at least a tank top when working out]
@dhflekw23d
Close it, good
No one in the comments cared about his apology though.
And as subscribers who flowed in through the healthy adult content Ryu Geon provided began to increase, people who recognized BNCZ as a group name finally started to grow.
When you searched for the group name, only third-rate internet entertainment magazine press releases that were paid to be spread would come up, but now finally other posts besides those began to appear.
There were even people who searched for and listened to their songs, and there were days when ‘the number of people who listened to this song today’ on the music streaming site exceeded ten people.
As always said, you have to row when the water comes in, and you have to open the floodgates when water is needed. Now was exactly that time.
“Reactions are starting to come little by little on the internet. Now that we’ve lit a fire to some extent, I think it’s time for systematic promotion. So that people who are interested in us or have favorable feelings can rally.”
Jion strongly appealed his small, modest yet grand dream to the CEO.
“Please make us an official fan cafe.”
He threw it out forcefully thinking he’d definitely be rejected, but an unexpected reaction came back.
“Okay.”
He thought for sure the CEO would say things like ‘where’s the money to make that coming from’ or ‘don’t we need to attach people to do that,’ but unexpectedly the CEO nodded readily.
“The company will make one for you. Managing it can be done by Hyeokjun, right?”
“Uh… yes… well…”
Hyeokjun was BNCZ’s manager. He had no fixed schedule and there was nothing they particularly needed help with, so he was someone they didn’t see except during regional events, so they weren’t that close. Feeling sorry for suddenly dumping work on such a person, Jion quickly added.
“If you just make it, we’ll manage it ourselves.”
“Really? Then wait a bit. I’ll have them make one.”
“Thank you!”
The members returned to the dorm happily without even knowing how the CEO accepted their proposal. The one especially happy was Eungi.
“I think it’d be great to capture the process of making our official fan cafe in a vlog! Right, hyungs!”
Eungi had now become a vlog demon, only looking for content material in all daily life. It was an excellent attitude. Jion advised him.
“When filming, make sure the dorm looks good too… this moldy wallpaper…”
“Yes.”
“If you film too blatantly it’ll be obvious you’re appealing for sympathy, so give the feeling that we’re living diligently without even being aware that our dorm is old and shitty…”
“Yes!”
Eungi faithfully followed Jion’s guidance. He had pride in secretly holding the highest view count video on the official YouTube channel, but after losing the top view count video spot to the yellow-label video that received the selection of algorithms, virality, and YouTube operating policy, he was burning with motivation.
“I don’t have anything to film for a vlog, can I film Geon-hyung working out together?”
“Riding on coattails, ohhh.”
“Jinyeong-hyung, come with us too.”
Eungi also grabbed Jinyeong, who had just been throwing insincere jeers from the side. He hadn’t known in the past, but Eungi was the most ambitious among the members. Eungi quickly figured out what people wanted to see on their channel.
“Hyung, take it off too.”
Eungi, blinded by view counts, planned to strip all the members in the group who had decent bodies and put them in front of his camera. Somehow he ran his company well in his real life too. Jion was greatly impressed and poked Seonwoo Jin’s side.
“You go along too and strip.”
“Me too?”
“You have a good body too.”
Jion boldly reached out his hand and rubbed Seonwoo Jin’s stomach. He touched hard abs where no fat could be felt.
“Look at these abs, wow.”
It was a fact he’d learned from sleeping stuck together several times. Seonwoo Jin’s body was really good. Every time they slept together, he kept being annoying, groping and hugging him, so he groped his body with the intention of making him experience it too, and whoa.
“If you really show your stomach, you’ll get another yellow label.”
Jion kept bursting into cheers at Seonwoo Jin’s abs that could be felt through the thin fabric and stroked his stomach. Jion had a thin body type with a small frame for his height and where neither fat nor muscle built up well, so he’d never had muscles like this.
“You’re really naturally gifted, gifted.”
“…Why are you touching so much?”
“What’s wrong between guys?”
Jion, who had been stroking Seonwoo Jin’s abs, took the opportunity to firmly massage from his shoulders to his arms. Different from the chewy texture of fat, the hard yet tense feeling unique to muscle was good. However, while Jion excitedly kneaded another man’s body, Seonwoo Jin’s face burned red, as he was flustered, feeling subtle shame and excitement at another man’s hands.
Why are the places Jion touched so hot and warm? Did my body freeze from being in the CEO’s office with the AC blasting and then coming out?
Seonwoo Jin thought it strange that his body temperature rose at Jion’s touch. Even though Jion wasn’t on the high side for body temperature, the places he touched seemed to become warm. Embarrassed at himself reacting strangely to another man’s touch, Seonwoo Jin grabbed Jion’s wrist.
“…Stop touching.”
“Okay, okay. Brat.”
Jion, who couldn’t possibly know about Seonwoo Jin’s physical changes, lightly smacked Seonwoo Jin’s back and added one more piece of advice.
“Oh right. Woojin-ah. When you go work out, wear that sexy tank top. So the view count goes well.”
What is the sexy tank top—sleeveless shirt—being referred to here?
The sexy tank top for men that men usually think of when working out is a sleeveless top like a slutty apron where the strap coming down from the neck to the shoulder is thin like a halter neck and barely covers the ‘how do you do,’ with the armhole cut so wide open down to the waist that the entire side is visible.
But to the women who are BNCZ’s main consumer base, this kind of tank top is neither sexy nor a tank top. In their eyes, men’s sexy tank tops were dirty scraps of cloth that couldn’t be tolerated unless they were comfort sleepwear with several holes here and there.
Having lived as an idol, even if a flop idol, and having continuously observed, there was no way Jion didn’t know such a critical difference.
The sexy tank top Jion was talking about had shoulder straps with an appropriate width, didn’t immodestly expose the chest, was appropriately tight and fit the body just right, while the armhole was cut a bit deep so the area from the shoulder to the armpit was fully revealed—a sleeveless top that was both subtle and blatantly bare.
Between yellow-label guy Ryu Geon’s moisture-wicking functional short-sleeve sportswear and Jinyeong’s black cotton short-sleeve tee, Seonwoo Jin’s white sexy tank top had considerable destructive power. The moment Seonwoo Jin swept back his sweat-soaked bangs occupied the most-watched moment of that episode.
@Kim_Eunhye_234fdesert
13:05 Thank you thank you so much thank you
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“What on earth are they thanking for?”
Seonwoo Jin lay on the bed and pressed the problematic 13:05 several times, pondering for a long time what was so thankful. Unable to find an answer no matter how much he thought, Seonwoo Jin also shoved the screen at Jion, who was forcibly giving him an arm pillow and had him lying halfway in his arms, demanding they find the answer together.
“What do you think they’re thankful for?”
“Who knows.”
Though I think the one being thanked isn’t you but me. Jion, the person who made him wear the sexy tank top, shrugged his shoulders pretending not to know.
“Maybe they’re grateful because you’re so handsome?”
“Is that something to be grateful for?”
“It could be, right? When you’re so happy, wanting to grab just anyone and thank them, that kind of thing exists.”
“I don’t really get it.”
“You’ve never felt that happy?”
“Not really?”
Seonwoo Jin stuck out his lips with a dull expression.
“Is there anything that happy in life?”
To think he lived with a face like that and had nothing to be grateful to the world for, what a nasty-hearted guy. If I were born like this, I’d live every single day grateful to the world and with a spirit of service.
Jion stared at Seonwoo Jin’s handsome profile, then for no reason comforted him by brushing back his stray hairs strand by strand.
“Even if there wasn’t before, it could happen in the future. Or you could try changing your thinking to be grateful for each day?”
“Does thinking change just because you try to change it?”
Seonwoo Jin grumbled and turned his head. Seonwoo Jin had been born with it, so he’d long become excessively indifferent to his own good looks. Moreover, since he’d had nothing particularly joyful or good happen from birth until growing up, it was difficult to understand what Jion meant by being grateful for daily life.
“I’ll just live like this.”
In the appearance of Seonwoo Jin speaking apathetically, Jion found the image of an adolescent student and felt concerned.
When they’re this level of going astray, you have to straighten them out so they don’t end up at the police station…
