Life, Once Again!

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When the phone clock pointed to 9: 17, it entered the bus.

“Come out. Dress up. ”

The people on the bus get off. The people coming out of the side-by-side bus look around as they light their bases. The floor loosened its shoulders. I slept through it, but it seemed a little tight.

Next to the bus was a medium-sized car with the Taekwondo Hagwon mark. What came out of it were children who looked like elementary school students.

“Today we must do what the culprit says. Okay?"

“Yes!”

Did he cooperate with the shooting? The children also moved to the place where the dress bus was waiting. People who appear to be children's parents accompany them on camcorders.

“Only shoot in designated locations. We hope you understand that leaking drama content before the show can cause problems. When it's time for a photo shoot with actors, we'll reserve a space for you, so if you see the actors on the set, just cheer them on. They might be a little sensitive because this is their place of work. I'd appreciate your help.”

When the young man with the sad impression said politely, the parents smiled and said they knew. As the children's gathering spaces were returning in a cheerful manner, the cast assistants were instructed by the supervisor.

“Hey. Don't hang around. Come to work. ”

A man in his early 40s said, holding on to the tip of his nose. The cast members who got off the bus gathered in front of the captain and moved to the back of the dress bus. The tyrants were also mixed into the herd.

“From there to here. The townspeople. And from here to here. Botswain. Watch out for the sound when you break props. I'm warning you. And two college students. Are you here to play? Don't talk. Concentrate. ”

The supervisor looks at the paper in his hand and briefly distinguishes the role.

“Remember and come together in that line when you're done. Stay sharp because you have to move fast to finish the shot smoothly. ”

You see the manager's crooked pride on his raised jaw. When the captain left, people got off the dress bus. Women in short-sleeved T-shirts open cargo compartments on the side of buses. There was a plastic basket inside, and each basket had a label on it.

“Please come this way. ”

He asks you to take out the clothes in the basket and change them. The heart of the person who receives it is in a hurry because of the rough spraying. The floor took the clothes and put them on the bus wall. The women seemed to be getting into the bus and changing. It was an exposed area, but no one cared. Everyone only changes clothes with expertise. Even the women's staff who hand out clothes are indifferent to checking costumes. Only the youngsters who seem to have a few minor appearances are ashamed of their naked skin.

“I'm glad it's summer. ”

“I know. ”

Two middle-aged men exchanged words to see if there was cotton.

Sunshine on the top of your head. I'm glad it's not a winter film. If he wore fur during the sweaty season, he would have collapsed from dehydration.

The floor sniffed at the sleeve of the changed clothes. It didn't smell like it was washed. The stains and yellow marks are artificially made. In the basket of clothes, the word ‘occupation’ was written. I was born well dressed because I had a nice collar. It's pretty cool for a commoner to wear.

The people who changed changed back to the bus side.

“Please stand in two lines here. ”

According to staff, people stand in two lines. I look at people who are stretched out like a guarded duty officer and fix their ropes.

“It's a little small. ”

Staff tilting his head in front of the floor asked you to pull up your trousers.

“Like this?"

“That's better. ”

After one check, another basket revealed a clue. It varies in size from small to large. It was used in other dramas, but the bottom wore out, but it wasn't enough to wear it.

“Be careful not to lose your shoes. There's a strap on the back of your foot that you can tighten so that it doesn't come off during the shoot. Okay?”

The floor tightens the rope as described. The straw width decreased and made me feel more and more comfortable.

“Come over here to the big area. ”

You see the staff gesturing in front of the bus. The floor went forward. There was a group of people who had seen it during the audition.

“I'm going to wear makeup, so please wait. ”

One by one, while cremating the chair, the other staff brought a wig. He's a beggar. He doesn't wear a tux or a hood. I also got a wig on the floor. The staff approaches and straightens the way you did when you turned it upside down.

“Don't touch this. ”

“Yes.”

It was a staff that put hair gel in its hands, turned the wig into a mess, and then moved on to the next person. Flooring pulled out his phone and took a picture of himself. A strangle-looking head smiles in a liquid crystal. I thought I'd put it on my face, but I didn't think it was too much. Makeup will take care of it if you need it.

“Take that off and put this on. ”

The floor received clothes that staff brought. It was something to express as a rag. Pants that look like they've been rubbed a few times against the ground with a rat ring. Staff told me that only merchants wear white.

I quickly changed at the side of the bus and looked down. Even beggars have no place like this. The executives in charge of the large area smile at each other's faces.

“Okay, that's enough. ”

The person who appeared to be in charge of the dressing team bounced off his finger once. The staff sighs and enters the finishing line.

- Are we ready for the big zone?

I heard a radio call from somewhere. The woman who flicked her finger said, "Yes, standby." A moment later, a man with a radio jumps onto the bus.

“Follow me.”

After speaking in a dry tone, you follow the man around and move inward. I didn't move a few steps from where the road was, but I turned into a Joseon road with hardened soil. On the right and on the left are houses marked with Korean characters. The lights and cameras that are installed in front of the old house with straw roofs are approaching disparately.

"It's coming this way from there. Don't look at the camera. “

The cast assistants who had boxed in were aligning. The number of people who filled the alley seemed to exceed 50. I guess there were other buses besides the one I came with. The pedestal who wore Pelant, the man who took off Sagad and wore white, and the old man who wore fresh silk in colorful silk. The plot of Joseon that I had seen on the screen was unfolding there.

It was spectacular enough that the moving executives stopped and watched for a moment.

“Let's move.”

The man who led the cult said, The floor opened its eyes and walked away from the street. I entered the void right next to the alley full of people.

“I'm here."

“Oh, yeah. ”

There were two PDs that I saw during the audition. His name was Creativity and Innovation. In front of the PD, there was a boy in white jumpsuits and a boy in a hoodie dressed like a beggar.

“Mocking when Wooljin talks to Gyu. You know, stuff like that. I like to tease the kids who live well for no reason. But don't be so immature. An open country sucks, but he's insightful. That's why all the beggars around here come together to lead. So that the horse can carry the weight, even though it's shredded. Do you have any idea what that's like? ”

A child named Wongjin nodded.

‘Is that a country? ’

A beggar's commander. A friend to spend his childhood with. You will be the closest thing to each other until you meet Gwangmyung Gilchang, who is a friend of Hanmyung's. The scripts for 1 and 2 coins were only able to infer that.

‘Then there's a meeting. ’

The child brushes his head gently to the point of origin and nods, listening to the PD. Both of them have wide eyes and distinct features. In just a few more years, I think I will be introduced as an actor who will melt my heart.

The floor gives you a small smile.

‘It's the same shit, why is it so different? ’

That one's a flower, and that one's a crotch. I thought it was a decent-looking face, but it is also not comparable to those who received a steady camera massage.

“Oh, my beggars. Come this way.”

Changshang PD called with a friendly smile. The squabbling squad moves forward to the PD. The floor moves behind you.

“Come on. We have to stick together like this. Now, this is Yingjin. Be good to them because they're beggars. ”

He politely put his hands together and greeted. Followed by the executives.

“This is Kang Ki-woo, one of us. ”

“Hello."

It was raining rain that greeted me with a loud voice.

You have a good voice. I thought of the floor with my head clasped.

“Let me see. First you have to repaint this side of your face, and your head is crooked. Do it again."

The man you led picks up the radio and calls for a disguise team.

“Let's stand up. ”

Uljin stands in the middle, and the quartet then draws a semicircle.

“No one's running. All right, let's have a laugh. ”

The floor smiles with open gums.

“Done. And…… that brown. Hey, Jinhyuk. What was his name? ”

“Have a drink, have a drink. ”

“Oh, right. Here's your name, Gigantor. ”

Suddenly, I raise my hand, puzzled by the sudden call.

“Was it you? Wow, I didn't recognize you because you made it so big. It looks good on you.”

The upcoming Creative PD handed over the script to Jinhyuk.

“I'll give you some time. Look inside and memorize it. ”

The floor shuts up and opens the script. It was a different script than the script I received a few days ago. Some of the beggars' ambassadors, which were expressed only as' homeland ’and‘ beggars, 'were changed to‘ second beggars. ’

“What do you think? Can you do it? ”

I answered the question of creativity without hesitation.

“Yes, you can. ”

“Very well. In a beggar scene, you're the commander. A lot of people get caught in a two-shot with a one-man conference. ”

Changshang turned his head, tapping his shoulder. The floor immediately sat down to open the script and read the dialogue. Not only did the name change, but the sentence itself changed quite a bit.

You fall into the script between the busy staffs.

"That's not how you do it... Give me that... don't hide it... Yes..."

I closed my eyes after reciting the lines. I thought of the beggar who shaped himself in my head and what he was saying. Watching the virtual smoke, I remembered the awkward part and corrected it to play again. This is good. The floor rewrote its eyes and read the script.

"Now, these two are talking, and then you come in. A second beggar stands in front."

While reading the script, the floor raises its head. Jinhyuk was explaining his comradeship. Again, there are no friendly sites. You have to take it and eat it. The floor stood up with a script and listened to the explanation of the revolution. I immediately sat down and read the script.

"Let's get ready. Organize the props, Director Kwon. Mind if I take a shot?"

"It's me. I was ready 10 years ago."

"As expected, Director Kwon. There's not a single camera director who can beat Director Kwon's humor. I hope you catch our actors with this new camera."

Creative PD is down towards the monitor. The floor takes a deep breath and places the script where the staff is standing. There's a lot of dialogue in my head. I can't boast of being perfect, but I won't make a stupid mistake.

There was a sound on the monitor.

"Sin 14. A shithole in a ditch."

This is a signal for filming. The executives step aside and wait. Right now, only two cameras are filming the snow and the crying. Silence came to the noisy void. After the silence lasted for about 3 seconds, two sub-performances were opened.

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It's too late.

I pretended like I was crazy.

... be careful with your food.

Ha.