Life, Once Again!

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“The camera is this way, this way. ”

The door opens and the photographer comes in with a tripod. Looking over the table, the angled photographer told the staff that this would be a good spot. In this way, two fixed cameras were installed. Then reporters waiting outside came in. They were reporters who were sitting in their seats without confusion, whether they had been told beforehand. Then, those with scripts in their hands came in. I looked like a producer.

The vacant seats were filled one by one and all but for the actor in the middle of the conference room.

“Why isn't Seok-seok coming? ”

Eugene said, looking around the conference room on the floor. I don't see the spot where I'm supposed to be smiling.

“Something's come up. ”

“Aren't you worried? ”

“I'm not close enough to worry about. ”

“Rude, ruthless. ”

“Call me if you're that worried. ”

“That's annoying, Pass. ”

Who's being rude. The floor raises its base and releases the tension attached to the body.

“Su-yeon is my sister. ”

Suyeon came in through the door and greeted the actors who arrived first. The actors greet you for coming. Suyeon sat down to face Joohyun.

“Sister, please take good care of me again. ”

“Yes. Second to the drama. Take good care of me. ”

It was Suyeon and Joohyun who exchanged greetings politely. But the floor could feel the sparks burning between them.

“Eugene. Why are you sitting there? You stay here. ”

Suyeon called Eugene and said. Eugene tilted his head and stood up to the table. I also saw the nameplate on the floor, and it said, ’Second daughter/Yijin’.

Eugene sat down with a expression on his face. In the place where Eugene got up and became empty, someone else quickly sat down. I looked up at the floor, looking at Eugene who was sitting at the table, saying that he was sorry. The floor shrugs. It's natural that Eugene sits there with quite a lot of characters. It's clearly divided between classes.

“Oh, here they are. ”

Then Park Tae-ho came in. The filmmaker who was filming inside the conference room was seen filming Taejo moving in Buryburia at the Big Film Festival. The actors who were sitting also stood up slightly and greeted.

“What else is happening? If you come back later, everyone will wake up. ”

Taeho sat down, smiling coolly. I still had a cheerful personality when I auditioned. The floor meets Taejo sitting down for a moment, and Taejo winks to see if you recognize him. The floor smiles and bows.

Soon after, Yoon Hae Jeong, who was the wife of Taeho, came in. The outfit was light, but the makeup was very thick. The floor saw Yoon-hae staring at Joo-hyun intensely and sitting down. I don't think the two of you are that good.

“Joohyun's hair is still purple. It would be great to keep that vibrant color on film. Right?"

“Let's do that. I'll have to ask the director if I can. ”

“Foot, I take jokes seriously these days. ”

“I was joking, too. Did you really hear that?”

Joohyun and Yoon Hae looked at each other carefully, bursting into laughter at the same time after the words were finished. After the floor, I took a short breath. The horse's sword hidden in a kind smile is quite sharp. Women's conversations are also scary.

‘Is it bad enough to be openly hostile? ’

Seeing a quiet war going on where reporters are, it seems like a bit of a nasty story. Then, it seemed that Joohyun had many enemies. You didn't seem to like each other very much. A woman as straightforward as Joohyun might be uncomfortable for the women hiding behind it.

“We have a great relationship with our actresses. ”

Taeho said with a script. Thanks to the timely words, the atmosphere almost became fierce at once. Yun Hae smiled and turned towards Taeho, “You've gained weight lately.” I said. The flow of conversation naturally shifted toward Taeho, Yunhae, and Juhyun began to read the script as if nothing had happened.

“Phew.”

The floor sees a man sitting right next to him sigh of relief. Seeing him constantly staring at Joohyun, he seems to be a manager. It's sad to see her celebrities so preoccupied with thoughts.

“Joo-hyun, please be patient. ”

Flooring cheered the manager in his mind. I understand that better than anyone. Roadmanagers are in no position to curse. I wake up, I run errands, I drive my car, I push the show, I call, I apologize, I eat shit.

“Here they are. Nice to meet you, haha. ”

The middle muscles of the boat are stuffy. The director of this film. Then I came along with Kwak Joon, who was wearing black glasses. I felt like I was here because I was an original writer and participated in the movie screenplay.

It's been a long time since I saw you, but the floor nodded slightly. Kwak Jun raised his hand to greet me.

More time has passed. Meanwhile, most of the actors, including the roots, sat around the table.

“Is it just you now? ”

The mid-level supervisor sat down and said, Guk Jun sat next to the director. You have about five minutes until your script reading appointment. Jun-min came in through the open door. We got a couple more behind us, but it looks like it's the producers.

The story begins under the direction of the director. Every once in a while, the director relaxes his words. I was in the middle of appropriately distributing my words so that no one would be left behind and getting everyone involved in the conversation. It seemed to me that the quality of the director was not just shouting "cut" and "okay."

The door opened slowly as we were smiling and talking with each other. Unlike before, everyone shut up and looked at the door at the same time. That's the same with the floor. I covered the script and looked at the crowd entering the conference room. A black plastic bag in your hand. Brown shoes with a slightly stretched beige coat and a lot of crack on the nose. As I walked around the entrance of the village, I could see one or two people, and the familiar impression of the crowd came inside with a smile.

“Sorry, I'm late for another road. ”

“No, sir. You're just in time. No, you're a minute early. ”

Middle muscles lightly whispered jokes and brought the crowd to the top.

“Wait a minute.”

Before he sat down, the crowd took something out of the plastic bag he was holding. When I looked closely, it was tangerine.

While the floor was wondering, the public handed out tangerines one by one to the actors sitting at the table. The remaining tangerines were passed on to the people sitting on the edge.

“Take good care of her. ”

It was a sitting greeting with a big smile.

“Shouldn't this be in Tangerine heirloom? ”

“Let's use it as a good luck charm. ”

“What a waste. ”

He was an actor who laughed and said one thing.

The floor was covered with tangerines. The manager sitting next to me blinked and began to eat.

“Now, when you're done, let's read the script. ”

Middle muscle clears the shell and says. Actors listened to the script with a comfortable face. It was not a solemn atmosphere. It was just as smooth as repeating ordinary everyday life.

Flooring reminded me of his script reading time. Smile and Kanghwan, Suyeon. The instructor was different, but it was the same with a strong look in the lead time. I was always focused on the words, "Practice is like practice." It's script-leading time, but now the atmosphere in the field is incredibly cozy, making me feel different.

So you're a pro.

A short greeting begins with the words, "I wish you well." Then the writer, Kwak Jun, stood up.

“I hope you understand even if you're arrogant. ”

I told him with my face that it wasn't a joke. I lost the laughter of actors. The meeting then ended from the meeting to the end. Suddenly, Eugene said a smooth greeting, as if prepared in advance.

“I'm done saying goodbye, and I have work to do. I'll do the monopoly. It's all at once without rest. Let's go have fun and relax. ”

I raised my head to the floor at the top of the horse. You're saying you have a monologue? I was wondering, but it wasn't a situation to ask, so I watched quietly.

At the same time, the sound of a page skipping the page rose over the table. The sound of a unified sound, as if it were from one person, gives me a slight creep. It was an announcement of the beginning. Among the people sitting at the edge, those holding the script also passed the first page. Sin 1. In front of the junkyard, day. With the monologue of the public, the movie opens the door.

“Give me another 10 won. ”

It was a voice that filled quite a wide conference room. It was not a big voice, but strangely, it sounded like it was speaking right next to me. Literally speaking, looking at the script on the table. The sound emitted from that comfortable posture was more condensed than the sound of the floor straightening its lower back and tightening its abdomen.

“You keep saying no. ”

I feel like the voice of the next director is really bad. I felt like I was trying not to break the mood, but it was embarrassing for the listener compared to the crowd.

I know that Middle East is just acting as an ambassador to carry out the conversation, but I felt a tremendous sense of otherness as the differences occurred at the instant. The scene of negotiating with the owner of the scrap metal suddenly returns to the reality of the meeting room.

However, despite the gap, the landscape shifts like when the ambassador of the gateway started. A poor old man smiles shallow at the iron statue owner to get even 10 won again.

It was a different experience.

The actor who built the perfect world had to stick his tongue out to the weight of the dialogue. The floor was so frustrated that I had to look at the back of the door. If you move a little further to the left, you'll be able to see the facial expressions of the people.

The acting of the person who was told to be the best screen actor in Korea was too different. The feelings in the dialogue were not at all emotional. It's a normal daily conversation. The plain words were making a reverberation.

It was a moment when I remembered that the namesake was different from the basics.

‘It was nothing. ’

Even the cornerstone, which I thought was more stable than anyone else in the club, would look really lame if I stood next to it.

More actors opened their mouths as the story progressed.

The floor chases the text with its eyes, speaks to them with its ears, and strikes the same line inside. He smiles bitterly as he recalls his poor line somewhere.

The actors sitting here were able to metabolize very easily. As soon as the actor who was smiling just now changed the scene, he began to get angry, and the actor who was crying a little while ago laughed madly as he passed the page.

Emotions that cross in an instant. Even the preparation time seemed unnecessary to them. The amazing thing was that he had a conversation with the actor next to him shortly after the violent dialogue.

When the younger actor twisted his tongue and made a mistake, the floor had to consciously regulate his breathing because the actors' dialogue between the situation and the situation was so dense. Mind consumption was not a joke just by imitating the emotions of actors acting.

“Could you please remove 'more than that’? ”

“Then the horse is a bit empty. Let's put it in the right place. ”

“Then make it 'more than'. ”

“Let's give it a try. ”

Kwak Jun intervened in the middle and revised the ambassador. It is to fix the disconnect caused by the actor's ability to live by the text that only existed.

“Dad, that's saying... Dad, that's... I'm sorry. ”

It was Eugene who opened his mouth for the first time among the starry-looking seniors. She's always had it in her, but now she's a stiff face. It seems to be pressed down by the actors from both sides.

“Even in the field, you might curse me. ”

Middle muscles smiled and said. The other actors laughed, but Eugene, the party to accept the joke, froze up and became small. "Yes.” I just replied. I feel so sad that I want to clap my back.

“Well, should we take a break? ”

Everyone wrote the script on the director's statement. Eugene was embarrassed, and he patted her on the shoulder like Suyeon sitting next to him was okay.

“There's no need to be nervous. Just do as you're told. ”

“Yes. No one eats them. ”

My senior actors said something to me.

Eugene barely smiles and nods. While resting for a while, the filmmaker started shooting scripts of the actors moving around with the camera. I didn't do any interviews. The behavior that interfered with the practice was as restraining as possible.

“Here we go again. ”

Jung Myung opened the script and said.

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It's raining.

Thank you, Mr. Sky.

Thank you, Vee.

The heat, which has risen to 35 degrees, sometimes drops to 20 degrees.

I finally turned off the fan.

Danbi, Danbi.

I think I'll get a good night's sleep.

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