Possessed 10 Million Actors

Chapter 54

“What? OS group?”

[Yes]. To be exact, it’s OS Entertainment

“Are they trying to recruit Kang Jinseok from OS Entertainment?”

As far as the head of the 5th Division knows, OS Entertainment has not moved much even though it has been some time since its launch.

Except for bringing Yoon Gayeon, the former CEO of Yoon Entertainment, as a deputy CEO.

‘So I wasn’t paying much attention.··. You’re saying they were looking after Kang Jinseok like a rat in the back, right

But OS entertainment was too big to be called a ‘rat.’

The CEO of OS International is also serving as the CEO of OS Entertainment. It wouldn’t be a problem if he was just trying to do the entertainment business out of boredom, but…’

If Oh Haneul was serious, he needed to be more careful when he touched Kang Jinseok.

“Let’s meet and talk first. I think there are some things to pay attention to.”

[Yes, sir]. I’ll go into the company now.]

“Yes.”

The head of the 5th office, who hung up the phone, scanned Lee Youngkyung’s room once.

I haven’t been here a few times, but whenever I came, I thought it was similar to Ryu Sungho’s room in the first division of actors.

“Come to think of it. ‘What is he doing, Ryu Sungho?’

Chief 1 was a man who had known him for quite a long time, but many things were hidden.

I didn’t like it because it felt heterogeneous, but I also acknowledged the 5th head of the office.

I’ll have to get some help from him.’

Director 5 left the room pressing Ryu Sungho’s call button.

***

I got a call from the staff and the producer that I had passed the audition.

And surprisingly, there has never been news that KL Entertainment has given back money to the judges.

Instead, only articles about “Actress L’s Private Life” poured in.

(Singing “Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo.”).

A few days later, I got a call from the staff of “The Way They Chose” and the residents’ district.

“Hello?”

[Hello, actor]. It’s a residential area! [Can I talk to you now?]

“Yes, hello! I’m okay with the call. Go ahead.”

[Yes, it’s because we’re almost done casting]. I called you because I wanted to schedule a detailed schedule.]

“Finally…”

I couldn’t hide my joy because it was long-awaited news.

[The reading schedule will be confirmed when Jordan Station is out, but please think of it as the weekend after next week]

“Yes, yes!”

[And the producer said that the casting took longer than expected and that he wanted to finish the poster shoot before the reading]. [Only the main cast will be on the poster, so you don’t have to wait for Cho Dan’s role]

My constituency kept saying while I listened.

[The photographer and other actors said they had time before reading the script. When is Kang Jinseok okay?]

A drama poster can be said to be a cover in a book.

It plays an important role in attracting viewers’ attention by making it possible to know the atmosphere and plot of the drama at a glance.

I realized that I was cast as the main character.

“Anytime is fine with me, too. Tomorrow is fine right now!”

[Oh, that’s great!]! Then, I’ll send you an address, so please come there tomorrow!]

The shooting was scheduled immediately.

***

A studio in Gangnam, Seoul.

The staff were busy walking around.

“How long is the studio rental open today?”

“It’s unlimited!”

“Are you saying that you don’t get off work?”

“Uh, uh, I’ll check it out!”

“Why would you check that out!”

Some people run around with lights, and others run around with bags full of stuff.

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When you were all over the place.

The entrance to the studio opened.

That bump. That bump.

Scruffy gray sneakers with something on them in places. There came a man in rustic fluffy black sweatpants and a dented checkered shirt. with a hat on one’s head.

It was a very difficult fashion for anyone to see, but the man is confident as if he doesn’t care about that.

One of the staff who found him ran to the man.

“Oh, hello!! Writer Yang Chihoon

“···Yes.”

The staff rubbed their hands and spoke politely to Yang Chihoon, who spoke in a slightly vague voice.

“Did you feel comfortable on your way here?”

“···Yes.”

“Ha ha, ha, ha. How do you like the studio? As you said, I rented a place as wide as I could.”

“···Yes.”

The staff smiled awkwardly at the continued short answer. Then the staff around me chatted small.

“Hey, is that writer Yang Chihoon?” “It’s so different from what I thought”

“I know. From the outside, I think I’ll go to a PC room instead of a studio.”

“I don’t go like that even when I go to a PC room these days.”

A senior staff member who was listening to their conversation said.

“Huh. Hey, you guys, don’t you be quiet? What are you going to do if the writer hears it?”

“I’m sorry, sir.”

The old man’s pressing quickly dispersed the staff. Looking at it, he kicked his tongue a few times and immediately approached Yang Chihoon.

“Hello, writer. I’m Seo Haehee, who you worked with once before. It’s an honor to work with you again.”

“···Yes. When we were shooting ‘Riol’ brand…” You worked with him, right

When Yang Chihoon remembered himself, Cho Haehee was surprised.

It was six years ago that Cho Haehee worked with Yang Chihoon. In addition, at that time, Ha Younghee had little presence because he was a newbie sweeping and wiping the floor.

‘You said you put everything on set under your own control, but I didn’t expect you to remember even me, who was at the end of the set.’

It was both thankful and surprising to remember him, but Yang Chihoon was also a very picky person.

“It took me a week to shoot a bag for the Riol shoot.” It took more than 10 days to film with the model on, so the model was very nervous.’

While Cho Haehee was thinking about that, Yang Chihoon handed over the sketchbook.

“···· This is the conti today. actors and actresses. Please explain when you come. I misspeak. The explanation is as detailed as possible.”

“Yes, sir.”

Cho Haehee carefully handed over the sketchbook.

“As expected,···. You’re no joke.’

The sketchbook was filled with paintings drawn by Yang Chihoon himself and explanations about them. The finished version could be clearly seen just by reading the picture and explanation.

But there was also a problem.

“Will actors listen to all these instructions?”

If the target to be photographed is an “object” such as a bag or wallet, all you need to do is to set the composition well.

However, it is not easy if the target is a “person.” And most of all, there were many people with dirty personalities in the “actors” that Cho Haehee knew.

It is unlikely that he will listen to such demanding instructions well.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa…” You’re going to have a hard time today.’

Cho Haehee stared at the fern.

Yang Chihoon is touching the camera with a slightly blank look on his face. Contrary to his expression, his hands were very agile.

then.

“Hello!”

I heard a sweet voice at the entrance of the studio.

Cho Haehee turned to the door.

I see a man walking into the studio with an awkward look on his face.

It was the first time I saw him, but all the other staff recognized him.

“Actor Kang Jinseok is here!”

One of the staff members who was scolded by Cho Haehee earlier shouted. Everyone’s attention was focused on Jinseok, as when Yang Chihoon came.

“Wow, it’s Kang Jinseok.”

“You’re so handsome. “It’s going to be fun to work on today”

“But you came very early. “Didn’t you come two hours early?”

Cho Haehee approached Jinseok and said.

“Hello, actor. I’m Cho Haehee. You came a little early, didn’t you

“Oh, yes! It was my first time filming a poster, so I came a little early and tried to get used to it. “Was it disturbing?”

“I see. No. It’s all right.”

“I’ve never seen anyone like this before.”

There’s a point of coming early, it was the first time I’d ever seen an actor so early.

Anyway, I couldn’t stand the actor up like this, so I took Jinseok to Yang Chihoon and introduced him.

“I’m writer Yang Chihoon, who will be in charge of today’s shoot. Writer, this is actor Kang Jinseok.”

Yang Chihoon scanned Jinseok from head to toe. His eyes look like he’s painting a work of art.

“····Please give me sketchbook number 4.”

“What? Oh, yes!”

Among the sketchbooks that Cho Haehee put down on his desk, he handed over the sketchbook that said “No. 4” to Yang Chihoon.

(Singing “Twinkle” in Korean)

He quickly turned over the sketchbook, opened a page, and gave it to Jinseok.

“··· I’m going to take this. This is all I can take in person. I prepared about 50 other contents. But I’m going to film this.”

***

– We’ll start shooting in 10 minutes!

One of the staff shouted. The atmosphere of the studio, which had been noisy, was cleared up, and preparations for the shooting began in earnest.

“What does this mean?…”

However, even before the shooting, he has not been able to find an answer to what the director’s intention is and how to express the scene.

——

With an empty but empty gaze, he regrets the past.

Desperate that there is no turning back that past, but grieve with regret that presses down on despair-.

——

I didn’t think he was an ordinary person when I first saw him, but I didn’t expect to make such a strange request.

“It’s harder than the script.”

He was holding on to the sketchbook and posing around, and Cho Haehee came up with coffee in both hands.

“He’s usually very intuitive, but strangely, only the directions I gave to actor Kang Jinseok are very difficult.”

As Cho Haehee said, the content written in other sketchbooks was not this philosophical.

That doesn’t mean you can’t complain.

“Ha ha, ha, ha. Yeah. But I’ll try my best.”

“Yes, I’ll help you as much as I can. Oh, would you like some coffee? I thought today’s shoot would take a long time, so I brought it. Please recharge your caffeine in advance.”

“Oh, yes. Thank you.”

At that time, Yang Chihoon crept up.

I tried not to look at it because it might be rude, but my eyes kept on the painter’s hat like the play props he was wearing.

“···I’ll take just one cut in advance. It’s very different from what you see with your eyes, and what you see with your lenses.”

“Yes!”

I put down the Conti and coffee I was holding, and I went to the camera.

“······ Then, test···cut. I’ll take it.”

“Yes!”

As soon as he answered, Yang Chihoon pressed the shutter.

Flash!

I was blindfolded by the intense flash.

And then I open my eyes again,

There was a change of sight.

‘···· This

It was Lee Manseok’s memory.

——

‘Where did it go wrong?’

——

A quiet funeral hall where thugs stand silently.

There is a portrait of Lee Manseok’s wife, Kim Jiyeon.

——

“No matter how bad the floor is,…” How can you make a family?’

——

‘By other thugs, my wife was murdered.’

But Lee Manseok was not angry or anything.

——

‘If I didn’t become a thug, . . . No one would have aimed for Jiyeon’s life. Then Jiyeon wouldn’t have died like this.’

——

This is because this regret has engulfed the anger.

Only two people in the world became thugs to protect their wives and brothers.

Lee Manseok couldn’t keep his wife.

——

‘It’s not about being a gangster, there must have been another good way. Why did I become a thug like a soldier?’

——

The thought of “If I hadn’t become a gangster” continued to circulate.

When Lee Manseok was looking at his wife’s portrait with an empty gaze.

His men spoke quietly.

——

“Brother.”

“····Why.”

“My brother is here.”

——

The funeral hall, which had been quiet as if it had died, became a little noisy.

It was because Lee Minyoung, Lee Manseok’s dear brother, came.

The thugs walked out of the way, greeting Lee Minyoung in a clumsy manner.

A rather unbalanced situation, with the ugly bigs greeting an ordinary schoolboy.

But is this treatment familiar? Lee Minyoung didn’t seem to care much.

Lee Minyoung was wearing a black school uniform as soon as school ended.

Lee Manseok stared at Lee Minyoung.

Seeing my brother seemed a little comforting.

Lee Manseok waved at Lee Minyoung without strength.

by the way.

——

“Jiyeon is…”

“You were like a mother to me.”

——

Lee Minyoung glared at Lee Manseok. The eyes and voice were full of sadness and resentment.

——

“But, uh, she died today.”

“That’s because of you, too.”

“If you weren’t a gangster, Jiyeon wouldn’t die.”

“I hope we don’t see each other again.”

——

Lee Minyoung said to Lee Manseok in tears.

To Lee Minyoung, Lee Manseok couldn’t bear to say anything.

——

“Minyoung…”

——

A long time ago, my brother’s bright smile came to mind.

However, the face of the younger brother who loved him and smiled was full of hatred and resentment.

——

‘I became a gangster to protect Jiyeon and Minyoung, but no one could keep it in the end.’

——

“···· Whoo.”

Being possessed at the saddest moment of a person’s life, no matter how many times you experience it, you don’t get used to it.

The pain of not getting used to it gives new impetus time and time again, but no one knows if it will be the inspiration that leads to the correct answer.

“Director, I think I’ve found the answer.”

So sometimes it was necessary to try boldly.

Just like right now.