Spring of Youth Episode 8 Preview: Release Date, Time & Where To Watch
Spring of Youth
Spring of Youth centers on a charismatic vocalist and guitarist of top K-pop group 'The Crown' called Sa Gye. When she's unexpectedly forced to enroll at Hanju University—a campus he's never even set foot on, he's thrown into an unfamiliar world.
There he meets Kim Bom, a gifted vocalist and keyboardist from the band 'Tusagye', who once dreamed of the Ivy League but turned to music after her mother's passing six years ago. As they grow closer, Sa Gye's passion for music reignites and he forms a mysterious band to start music again.
If you've been following this one, you may be curious about when the next episode will be released. Well, wonder no more!
Here is everything you need to know about episode 8 of Spring of Youth, including its release date, time, and where to watch it.
Where Can I Watch Spring of Youth?
Spring of Youth is an SBS Original which means that for Koreans, this will be on the SBS channel. For those watching internationally, this K-drama is available to watch on Viki and Wavve.
Spring of Youth Episode 8 Release Date
Episode 8 of Spring of Youth will be released on Wednesday 18th June at 4pm (KST) / 8am (GMT) / 3am (ET).
Expect episode 8 to be roughly 1 hour and 10 minutes long, which is consistent with the timeframe for the rest of the show.
How Many Episodes Will Spring of Youth Have?
Spring of Youth season 1 is expected to have 10 episodes, with one episode releasing each week. With Viki, expect there to be a slight delay with subtitles, which can usually take around 24 hours to show up.
With that in mind, there will be 2 more episodes to go after this one.
Is There A Trailer For Spring of Youth?
Yes, there is. You can check out the trailer below:
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