257 - Gale 7

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Kang Woo-jin's current form was like this. Hair down, white shirt buttoned up to the neck, well-pressed slacks, and shoes. Of course, they were all luxury goods and were also costumes for filming.

But overall, there was a strong feeling that they were dressed appropriately. The makeup is also light.

As Kang Woo-jin stood on the lawn of the huge house set, the staff's murmur passed by. what? Woojin raised his head.

Kang Woo-jin immediately realized why the staff had become so busy.

'Eh??'

Although his face was solid, Kang Woo-jin was very surprised as soon as he saw the foreigners standing at the beginning of the set. No, she was a little ravenous too.

'That giant!!'

Because Joseph Felton, whom I had briefly met in LA, was standing there. He is tall, black, and has a strong upper body that seems to pierce the sky. It was certain. Joseph's impression was so strong that I could not forget it.

The problem here is.

'What?? 'Why is that guy here?'

A producer who is famous even in Hollywood suddenly appeared on the scene of 'Leech'. even.

'Are the teams together??'

I didn't come alone. There were a lot of foreigners hanging around. It was then. Woojin's gaze as he looked at Joseph moved slightly to the right. A foreign woman can be seen covering her face with a hat and mask. Woojin immediately recognized her identity.

'crazy? Kara? Is that girl Miley Kara??!

I couldn't see his face, but it was almost certain because of his flowing blonde hair and overall silhouette, and especially because he was standing with Joseph. Kang Woo-jin's thoughts immediately became jumbled and tangled. It was only natural that Joseph, a producer who commanded Hollywood, and Kara, a global superstar, suddenly appeared on the 'Leech' scene.

What? Maybe grandpa? No, are you friends with director Gabok Ang? Or Simeonho?

Or maybe Oh Hee-ryeong or other actors. However, Woojin was not overly excited. This was because the habitual concept was strong. Thanks to that, I was able to maintain a poker face. At that time, Joseph, a black man, noticed Woojin's gaze and raised his large hand. A small greeting to Kang Woo-jin. The smile was a bonus.

On the other hand, Kara doesn't move at all. Maybe it's because of that disguise.

Whatever it was, there were few people at this site who knew for sure the identity of that group of foreigners. Director Ahn Ga-bok and Kang Woo-jin were the only ones involved. Maybe that's why the whispers from dozens of staff members became extensive.

"Who are those foreigners?"

"I don't know, but something is killing the Force."

"Has this been discussed with the director?"

Joseph, recognizing the atmosphere, muttered softly in English to Kara, who was standing on his right.

"Kara, did you feel the atmosphere? You must never show your face. "If it's okay, I'd rather not say anything."

Kara, who put her hat down even more, let out a cold voice.

"I know, I'm not stupid."

"I'm just emphasizing it."

"Still, I will say hello to Woojin."

"Well, it looks like Kang Woo-jin already figured out who we are? "You can see it now, he looked at us for a few seconds and then turned his attention to the scenario."

"······But the energy of your hobbies and your main job is definitely different, Mr. Woojin. "It's unique."

It was the assistant director who interrupted the conversation between the two. He received instructions from director Gabok Ang and ran. In his hands were necklaces proving his status as a staff member. Soon, staff necklaces were hung around the necks of the entire foreign team except Joseph and Kara. Only at this time did the murmuring of the entire 'Leech' staff subside.

They probably recognized him as a visitor.

at the same time.

"3 minutes before standby!!"

The assistant director who handed over the necklace shouted into the radio. Then, the staff finished their work in perfect order and left the filming zone.

Only actor Kang Woo-jin remained in the large lawn yard.

"······"

It was natural since it was a standalone cut. All cameras placed are pointed at him. The same goes for reflectors and lights. The boom microphone is also hung above Woojin. One large camera is mounted on a small crane, possibly to take pictures from multiple angles.

In other words, the epic first shot of 'Leech' begins with Kang Woo-jin.

Director Ang Bok, with short gray hair, sat in a place where about four monitors were placed. Several staff members other than the scripter were around him. Actors including Shim Shim-ho, Oh Hee-ryeong, and Han So-jin who were waiting in the tent all came out. It's not about celebrating the long-awaited crank-in moment.

'······On-site acting including set and movement. How did that kid put together his acting?'

'I already saw it during the audition – but I'll still have to watch it.'

'If I think about it, I couldn't really see 'Park Ha-seong's' acting during the audition. 'Chairman Yoon Jeong-bae' was sufficiently unconventional, but…'

I wanted to see Kang Woo-jin's 'Park Ha-seong'.

This is not about acting opposite or auditioning in a small theater, but to experience real acting on a properly prepared set.

This moment.

"let's go."

Director Anga Bok's old voice spread through the loudspeakers. About 100 staff members remain silent. Joseph and Kara swallowed their saliva as they looked at Woojin in the filming zone.

and.

"Hey – action."

At the same time as the signal flare was fired.

-Sigh.

Kang Woo-jin's eyes changed as he looked at the camera in an instant.

At the same time, artist Nana Choi's studio.

About five people sat at a desk in the center of the living room. Writer Choi Nana, whose face is full of tension, and producer Song Man-woo, who is seriously reading a stack of paper. Of course, it was a script. Transcript of the last episode of 'Beneficial Evil'. Writer Choi Nana has finished writing, but her final hurdle remains. It was producer Song Man-woo's confirmation. She reads the script, as does the production manager and assistant writer.

"······"

Writer Choi Nana just looks at producer Song Man-woo. A face that says her mouth is dry. Regardless, producer Song Man-woo checked the script without delay.

-Palak.

It's already the last chapter. Producer Song Man-woo, who checked all the contents of the script, issued a thick script. And then he stroked his beard.

"hmm."

Writer Nana Choi, raising her round glasses, rushed towards me.

"Uh, how are you??"

Producer Song Man-woo, who was serious, looked at her. The funny thing is that a smile gradually spreads on his face.

"Okay, no, I kill you, Writer Choi."

Author Nana Choi's eyes suddenly dilate.

"Really??! Are you really okay?!"

"huh. fun. To be honest, I think minor revisions are necessary, but that's part of the process for each script. I think it would be better to just go on like this without major surgery. "How is everyone?"

People around him also gave a thumbs up. In other words, I passed. Artist Nana Choi then covered her face with both hands. Her timid personality was revealed on the outside.

"Ha… thank goodness. "My heart almost stopped because it was so scared."

Producer Song Man-woo, who has a beard, laughs.

"Then write it? "A writer who will now spread all over the world."

"…Honestly, it doesn't feel real yet."

"You don't have to force yourself to think. "Once it's launched, you'll get a feel for it."

Producer Song Man-woo, with a bright smile, picked up the pen and began the next task.

"First of all, I will mark any parts that are questionable or need correction, so try to correct them as naturally as possible. And after the writer has finished editing, the director immediately hands over the script to Netflix."

"Yes, PD."

"As we move on, we also tell them that since the script work has been completed, we will speed up the pace of pre-production."

At this time, artist Nana Choi, who was taking a breath while covering her face, lifted her head.

"ah! PD, what happened to that? "When I called you, you said you were meeting an actor… did everything go well?"

"It was Mr. Hwarin."

"Woah, Mr. Hwarin??"

"yes. "The two of you are in contact often, if not often."

"yes yes! "How are you doing?"

"First of all, I made a casting offer to Hwarin and Ha Kang-soo. There is no definitive answer yet. But there's nothing to think about so urgently. "On the contrary, it would be a bigger problem to force it and then end up in trouble."

"is it so?"

In response to the question, producer Song Man-woo leaned back in his chair and let out a small sigh.

"The actor casting format of 'Beneficial Evil' itself is not typical, as different actors appear in each episode. "More actors are put in than a typical mini, but the difference is that the actors' interactions are short and do not last until the end."

"I guess…"

"You must have heard of it while assisting writer Park Eun-mi, right? Pre-production is different from live, so everything is filmed in perfect condition and all editing is completed before the broadcast begins. So, the quality has to be at least twice as high as that of the Mini."

Producer Song Man-woo, who was bending his neck this way and that because he was tired, continued speaking.

"That's why there are quite a few actors who avoid pre-production. Moreover, our 'Beneficial Evil' is a huge success, but it has a challenging picture. If things go well, you'll be fine, but if things fail, you'll be miserable. The blow is several times stronger than normal. The image will also be ruined. As actors, we can't help but think about that."

"······"

"Thanks to that, all the actors on the casting board don't jump at me and drool. They might even avoid it. But it's okay, honestly, having Kang Woo-jin at center is enough."

"The script itself says that the main character is going by the collar – but it's a bit difficult for Woojin to carry it alone."

"at all. Woojin will probably not be out of breath and won't make a big deal out of it. However, we are trying to hire other towers to spread the burden."

Producer Song Man-woo responded and asked the production manager.

"Did you blow off steam to all the entertainment companies in the country?"

"Yes, long ago."

"Preparing for the audition."

"No problem."

"Okay, I can take care of the theater company."

Producer Song Man-woo nodded and turned his attention to writer Choi Nana, who looked worried again.

"It's okay as long as there are a few tops other than Woojin. First of all, it is for domestic use. Anyway, the main focus of 'Beneficial Evil' will be all over the world, and the overseas public will be equally unfamiliar with Korea's top actors or anything else. "You just think that anyone, regardless of their level, is a Korean actor."

At that moment, a meaningful smile appeared on the face of bearded producer Song Man-woo.

"There will be many unknown and new actors in 'Beneficial Evil.' "That's quite a bit."

Again, Jeonju. A set of single-family homes from 'Leech'.

Kang Woo-jin stands alone in a large lawn yard. The moisture flowing throughout his body was no longer his own. It was 'Park Ha-seong'. However, the color of the blood is darker than usual. It was natural. Kang Woo-jin's senses had already mastered not only the life of 'Park Ha-seong', but also the incidental aspects.

This is after going through the existing roles of 'Leech'.

Their thoughts, perspectives, conflicts, and the world further emphasize the outline of 'Park Ha-seong' to Kang Woo-jin. In addition, although it is a set, the background of 'Leech', which was read (experienced) in subspace, added strength.

– Sabak.

The grass screams when stepped on. At the same time, the smell of grass permeated Woojin's nose. There was no way it could smell. Because set grass is made. However, because Woojin's sense of smell is that of 'Mind Ha-seong', he felt the smell of grass.

Ah, it's comfortable.

According to the scenario, it wasn't Park Ha-seong at the beginning. It was him in the middle. The emotions are calm yet thick. A strange shiver started from Woojin's lower body and penetrated to his brain.

This is not the small theater where I auditioned.

It is a world of 'leeches'. There is no need to manually watch the other person. All Kang Woo-jin had to do was enjoy Park Ha-seong, which was emphasized several times more.

There is nothing to get in the way.

So Kang Woo-jin loosened the bolt. Park Ha-seong can show the real Park Ha-seong, not the Park Ha-seong who saves her strength. Now you can do whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you cross the line as you wish.

Soon, a lot disappeared from the eyes of Kang Woo-jin or Park Ha-seong.

You can see the cameras, the staff, Kara and Joseph, and the actors who came out to watch. In 'Leech', unrelated things dispersed like smoke, and before Kang Woo-jin could see, only a large single-family house remained.

It's quiet. And I was devastated.

'This is a diagonal line.'

It was the same whether it was Kang Woo-jin or Park Ha-seong. In particular, for Park Ha-seong, this place was like a battlefield where his life was at stake. Because Chairman Yoon Jeong-bae holds the line of life. If the deal with him doesn't go well, that snake-like person will very easily take your life.

'Well, it's okay.'

But that deal is already quite old. Woojin melted into this huge place. The burden that felt like I existed in another world also disappeared.

This place is like my home.

"······Madam, what should I do?"

Woojin, who was spending some time in the grassy yard, moved his feet. The camera follows behind him. Kang Woo-jin entered the living room of a single-family home. It's quiet here too. The noise of the clock ticking was so loud that it rang loudly.

-Suuuuu.

Kang Woo-jin swept the sofa in the living room with his hand. Just by feeling it, you can tell that the leather on this sofa is worth at least a few thousand dollars. Woojin sits on the sofa. it's a shame. Let's sit on the single sofa.

"It's too soft."

Woojin mutters and looks straight ahead. His face was displayed on the monitor. It wasn't expressionless. However, it is difficult to say what kind of expression this is. The corners of the mouth were slightly raised but the smile was hidden, the eyes were calm but concealed desire, and the actions were calm but covered up a stinking purpose.

"It's my house."

It's mine. It's okay to accept it that way. Woojin got up from the sofa and touched things placed around the living room. Famous paintings on the walls, unique miniature dolls, high-end furniture, etc.

It can be saved or it can be destroyed.

If this is the case, you're not renting, right?

'Ripley Syndrome'. Believing in fiction and lies and acting accordingly. Kang Woo-jin or Park Ha-seong stood in front of the camera for the first time, but although they were suddenly thrown into the scene, they expressed 'Ripley Syndrome' without any hesitation.

It was at this time.

-♬♪

Suddenly, the sound of the doorbell rang. A guest had arrived. Thanks to you, I pretended to be the owner. No, the owner, Kang Woo-jin, touched the intercom without hesitation.

"Who are you?"

The camera captured Park Ha-seong smiling from the side. Park Ha-seong opened the front door without hesitation. Soon, two middle-aged women came into the living room. They were officials of the organization to which his wife, Yoo Hyun-ji, donated. They looked around the huge house as if they were amazed, and then looked at Kang Woo-jin standing in front and asked.

"Oh, I guess you're your wife's son?"

"I know. "I heard you have two sons."

Then Kang Woo-jin. No, Park Ha-seong bowed his head politely.

"you're right."

lie? no. Currently, he truly believed it. That this is their world. It was that kind of face.

There is not a single second of hesitation.

Soon, an elegant smile spread across Kang Woo-jin's mouth, and his posture naturally became upright.

Just silence.

"······"

No one opened their mouths. Everyone except the over 100 staff members and actors just stared at Kang Woo-jin. After about 10 seconds, a familiar old voice burst through the living room.

"Coot-"

Soon, Director Ga-bok Ang, who gave the autograph, approached Woojin. Kang Woo-jin had already taken out 'Park Ha-seong', and director Anga-bok's wrinkled face, who was close to him, showed a mixture of interest and shock.

"It's different, it's different from then."

Director Gabok Ang asked Woojin quietly.

"During the audition, you set a benchmark. What was Park Ha-seong that you saw at that time? "Was it just a matter of mouth?"

Kang Woo-jin's answer to this was short. It was a low yet sarcastic tone.

"I didn't do it roughly, I did it in moderation."

And frozen Miley Cara and Joseph. Among them, Joseph narrowed his eyebrows and cursed without realizing it.

"······What the fuck!"

< Gale (7) > End