When Sam Walton shouted “Disney Kids Club,” more than ten children climbed onto the stage.
“Wow! It’s the Mickey Mouse Club!”
Jaesung, who rarely watched the Disney Channel or even TV in general, didn’t recognize them, but the summer camp kids cheered upon seeing the boys and girls on stage.
“I thought it was some Disney Kids Club, but it was the Mickey Mouse Club!”
“Wow!”
Judging by the kids’ reactions, it seemed like a very famous club.
The little ones swarmed onto the stage, and as exciting music played, they performed dazzling steps, waving their arms and torsos widely in an intense and fast dance.
“Kyaa!”
Talented kids took over the stage skillfully, and screams like dolphins poured from the girls’ section.
For kids, they dance really well, huh?
It was a professional performance that couldn’t be achieved with just brief training, and after the opening dance ended, they picked up microphones and started singing.
Wow! They sing well too.
Jaesung didn’t know much, but the Mickey Mouse Club aired on the Disney Channel was a TV series program personally planned by Walt Disney in the 1950s.
It was a variety show program including music, talent, and comedic elements, most famous as the gateway for underage talents in the American entertainment industry.
“How did the Mickey Mouse Club come here?”
“They must have invited them as guest performers.”
“No. He definitely said they were joining the summer camp.”
Seeing the kids making a fuss, they didn’t seem like ordinary kids, and he thought it was indeed big company level.
“The Mickey Mouse Club just ended this time. That’s why they called them.”
One kid shrugged mysteriously and explained why the Mickey Mouse Club could come to summer camp.
Jaesung spotted a kid he thought he’d seen somewhere, who recognized him and waved.
Ah! It’s the guy I briefly saw at Sam Walton’s year-end party. He was one of the grandsons, right?
There were too many grandchildren to remember all the names, but the face came to mind.
If that guy’s here, that means Dorothy is here too. I hope she doesn’t bother me this time.
Thinking that if the Walton family kids were at this summer camp, it might get a bit tiring, but since Sam Walton was strict with discipline, he probably kept his grandchildren in line well.
He briefly thought about something else, but as he enjoyed the kids’ flashy performance, Jaesung naturally got excited too.
Since it was that era, the choreography wasn’t sophisticated but based on folk dance-like musical dances with big arm and leg movements, but the sight of the kids giving their all was impressive in its own way.
They must have gathered the kids with the most talent in America?
From Jaesung’s perspective, having experienced the future, it was a retro stage, but currently, they were kids leading American trends.
Well, right now in Korea, the movie Beautiful Youth Kim Tae-il just came out. But there were a lot of good music releases.
Somehow Mom had gotten the latest Korean songs and played them at home, with Kim Gun-mo, Shin Seung-hun, Solid, and Lee So-na active with gem-like hits.
Jaesung had enjoyed flashy idol stages and music videos even in his previous life when older, but it was more about watching than listening to the music.
In contrast, 1995’s music was definitely for the ears, not the eyes.
Thinking about Korean movies and music that would spread worldwide in the future but were still in their infancy, the Mickey Mouse Club performance reached its climax.
Perhaps because they were energetic kids, even after performing over five songs, they were still bouncing around, and the kids in the seats all stood up and swayed.
It’s a frenzy, but with little kids doing it, it’s kinda cute.
Jaesung watched the dancing kids with a warm feeling when a boy holding the mic loudly encouraged response.
“The last performance is dancing together!”
“Anyone confident in dancing, come up to the stage! Dance with us!”
At the invitation to dance with the Mickey Mouse Club, the kids stomped their feet in hesitation but couldn’t easily climb the stage.
But there are always people full of talent, and there was a girl who shot up to the stage like an arrow.
“Oppa! Come quick!”
Naturally, Jaeeun was among them, and she climbed the stage and gestured for Jaesung to come up quickly.
Of course, Jaesung, who didn’t want to go on stage, shook his head and stayed still, and his sister, jumping around on stage pretending to be angry, ran to Jaesung.
“We have to dance my dance together to make it cool!”
“You want me to dance on stage?”
“Please, just this once. I really want to dance with the Mickey Mouse Club!”
As his sister clung and begged to dance together, his heart softened, and he went up to the stage.
In his previous life, Jaesung had lived completely unrelated to dancing as a smart developer and startup CEO.
But upon regressing, unlike his stiff former self, he returned to a flexible young body, and to release the overflowing energy from growth hormones, he often danced at home with his sister.
His parents liked seeing him dance with Jaeeun, and it was more fun than he thought.
His sister had talent for dance, creating fresh moves well, and Jaesung, remembering future idol dances or specific memes, roughly described what came to mind.
Even if explained poorly, she understood perfectly and turned it into plausible moves, so thanks to that, Jaeeun mistook Oppa for a choreography genius.
“Oppa! Remember the one we did in front of Mom and Dad? Let’s start with that.”
“It might stand out too much from the start? How about mixing in moderately first and doing that at the decisive moment?”
“Okay. When I give the signal, we do it together.”
Since his sister danced every day at home, Jaesung knew most moves too.
For now, he put his sister in front and followed her dance from behind, providing support fire.
It would be impressive even if she danced alone, but with Jaesung slightly behind copying the same moves, it captured the kids’ attention.
“Wow! Awesome!”
This is the future’s dopamine-soaked K-Pop Korean choreography!
With rare Asian siblings of mysterious and attractive looks climbing the stage and dancing sophisticatedly, the atmosphere heated up.
“Wow! They can really dance?”
Sensitive to attention, the Mickey Mouse Club kids raised their loosened tension at the appearance of Jaesung and Jaeeun siblings.
They showed high-difficulty fast moves and flashy turns to recapture the audience’s gaze, but it was similar to the style they’d shown so far.
In contrast, the Yoo siblings, with the exciting blood of the Han people flowing, stole the flow again with unconventional moves and mysteriously addictive compositions.
At a brief rest timing, the two provoked the Disney kids by doing the ppikki ppikki dance, and the stage turned into a showdown format.
“Oppa! No good. It’s time to show the hidden dance!”
No matter how charming and unconventional the two danced, it was hard to beat the choreography of over ten people.
In the end, Jaeeun started the special choreography made to show parents, and Jaesung, who had to practice hard because of her, matched perfectly.
“Wow!!!! Awesome!”
The K-idol dance that conquers the world in the future exploded dopamine at a level hard for conservative 1995 American kids to accept.
Since it was made from verified moves that survived among countless choreographies, the completeness was outstanding too.
“Goodness. I’ve never seen dance like this.”
“Where did you learn it? Were you a singer in Japan?”
Even the Mickey Mouse Club kids lost their gaze to the overwhelming duo’s choreography.
Since Japan was representing the East at this time, they mistook Jaeeun and Jaesung for Japanese, but Jaesung proudly revealed he was Korean.
“This is K-style!”
“Wow~!!!”
Finishing with cool poses and dominating the stage, even Jaesung, who didn’t enjoy this, felt a thrilling shiver from the concentrated kids’ gazes and admiration.
I went and did it.
He had planned to moderately pass time at summer camp and return, but from the start, he received all the kids’ attention.
Slightly regretting as he returned to his seat, the girls looked at Jaesung with sparkling pink eyes, and the boys sent envious gazes.
The welcome ceremony ended with the Mickey Mouse Club stage, and Jaeeun and Jaesung received all the kids’ attention.
“Wow! How do you dance so well? I’ve never seen those moves.”
“Teach me too!”
Jaesung felt annoyed yet slightly elated by the kids swarming him.
Is this the life of a star?
Just as Jaesung was about to catch celebrity disease, the kids’ gazes turned elsewhere.
“You danced really well.”
“Are you a trainee preparing to debut? I’ve never seen Asians.”
A few Mickey Mouse Club members who came from backstage approached Jaesung.
Most went to his sister who played the main role and talked to her, but a few girls came to Jaesung.
“My sister likes dancing, so we did it together at home.”
“There were many moves I’ve never seen? Where did you learn them?”
“I watched Korean singers’ moves and copied to make something similar.”
“Korea? Do they dance like that there?”
Korean dances were still at the level of watching and modifying American and Japanese ones, but since these kids had no way to find Korean singers’ stages, he roughly lied.
“When I came to America, there were cool hip-hop moves, so I mixed the feel.”
“Wow! Then you made the choreography yourself. You’re a genius.”
Even though they led trends, 1995’s Disney was white-centered with conservative culture.
So the dances and songs showed slightly conservative tendencies.
The Mickey Mouse Club kids, who usually danced and practiced singing every day, were fascinated by Jaeeun and Jaesung’s unconventional moves and imitated the shown moves bit by bit.
“Today’s schedule is over, so return to your assigned dorms!”
As the stage ended and the welcome event finished, guides appeared and sent the kids back to dorms.
While in the middle of choreography talk, at the words to return to dorms, the Disney-origin girls regretfully said to teach them dance next time.
“Better ask Jenny than me; she can teach better.”
More Mickey Mouse Club kids swarmed to his sister, especially all the boys went to Jaeeun.
“Hehe. There’s a reason it’s awkward over there with my sister—her boyfriend is there. See that curly-haired one?”
A small blonde girl pointed to another blonde kid who looked familiar somewhere, saying the curly-haired kid who was quite clingy to his sister was this girl’s boyfriend.
“We’re dating for sure, but since the Mickey Mouse Club ended this time, I don’t know what will happen from now on.”
Hearing elementary or early middle school-looking kids talk about boyfriends and breaking up, Jaesung from the Confucian country shook his head and clicked his tongue.
“I’m Christina Aguilera. The one with a boyfriend is Britney Shakespeare. What’s your name?”
“I’m James, but wait, what did you say your names were?”