Life, Once Again!

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“Are you done, Mr. Floor? ”

I nodded my head to the choreography team question. I melted all the blood capsules I put in my mouth. There will be flour and saliva mixed together and blood.

“Stand by!”

The executive director called out favorably. The sound of small talk stops momentarily. The sound follows. You hear it say “speed” a little distance away.

“Camera!”

Roll, First next to the filmmaker shouts. The floor collected more saliva in its mouth. This is the second take. There has been a director's directive since the first shoot. Once it slows down, why not spray it out next time?

‘I should have done what I was told. ’

Since yesterday, a serious director asked for his opinions. How does the director compare the scene to the other actors by sticking to the four executives? Even just thinking about it hurts. The floor glances at Lee Hyuk, standing behind the monitor across the street. I don't hide my eyes that are very annoying. I think what Swimming said is true. Actor Lee Hyuk, I don't think he has a good temper.

You hear Agent Slate's voice, and the sound hits your ear. All that's left is the director's shout.

“Reddy, action! ”

The floor smashed its head on the spot I had seen and spit out the spit I had put in my mouth. The red saliva cuts through the dark sky. This is, like, a B class movie. I decided to believe in the power of editing, and the floor rolled. The slope is so slightly bounced off my back that my body rolls on its own.

The dry leaves scratch my face. The small stones, which keep coming out of the way, clasp their forearms. You can't flinch because you're dead. You're sitting on a mat for five meters. The staff waiting nearby approaches to check on your condition.

“Hey, did I do okay? ”

“Don't tell me. There was no bowling ball. Is that better?”

“Yes, I'm just a little irritated. No torn clothes, right? ”

“Nothing. Uh, but my cheeks are tingling. Tsk, that's gonna hurt. ”

The choreography team gave out a paper towel. After saying thank you, you stamp a little blood with a paper towel. Fake blood in the mouth, real blood in the cheeks. There is no feast of blood.

I plucked the leaves and got up and went back to where I was lying.

“Sunbae, are you okay? ”

“It's okay.”

I smiled at the Ark and saw the director after asking me about it. How about this time? If it doesn't come out okay, we'll have to roll here one more time.

“Flooring. Don't roll your shoulders. That's how you roll and you get hurt. ”

Chongho, the martial arts director, advised me. For your own safety, you said it's better to fold your arms and stick them to your chest, but it would be awkward for the unconscious kid to roll into that pose and let go of the arm naturally.

“I'll care if you roll it again. ”

“Yes. It's best not to get hurt. You know?”

“Yes.”

I asked Joon-gi and the swimmer who were coming, what the smoke was like.

“He died strong. But is your head okay? I think he really hit her. ”

The floor touched the back of the head. There's no major injury due to the impact of your head on a piece of dirt chin, but there's blood on your hands, whether it was scratched by a small stone.

“Rinse your mouth with this. Zombies are no different. ”

“Thank you.”

Joon Gi gave me a sip of bottled water and gargled it.

“But, sir. What's that taste like? ”

The Ark asked me if I wanted to taste synthetic blood.

“I don't taste anything. ”

“I'll give you some sweetness. ”

That's a good idea. Strawberry would be nice. The floor wipes its face with water in its hands.

“Okay! Good work, everyone. We're done for the day. ”

They cheered with applause.

“Good work.”

“Well done.”

This concludes the role of your dedication. The funeral scene from this morning and the death scene from this afternoon. Several times, the serious director revised the existing script to increase the frequency of appearances. There were often times when I was caught with one shot, so I couldn't stop smiling at the four mouths throughout the shoot.

“I hope the movie goes well. Take my mom. ”

The swimmer said, taking his uniform.

Everyone has entered the evacuation process. The lights turn off and the electric car roars from afar is silent.

“Restore and return to site. ”

Director Choi said with a shovel overhead. I entered the work of replenishing the ground I had turned upside down for the Brawl Scene.

“Come on, let's do it together. Everyone needs to get together for a meat party. ”

The director said with a shovel. All but the lighting and the camera team had to move the heavy equipment. Those who came to the martial arts support also smiled and helped with work.

“Meat party, magic word. ”

“We're here to help. ”

From what I've mentioned to the meat party, it looks like we're done with the part that needs to be digested here. Early sequence taken in two days. It was a tight schedule, but I didn't feel pressed for time. Thanks to the unstoppable filming of the serious director.

“It's an appetizer. ”

I ran to the floor with shovels in my hands.

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“I'm sleeping. ”

“I'm already asleep. ”

The swimming in the back and Joong-gi exchanged words. The floor closes the window by pulling the curtain. Inside the bus to Seoul. Everyone is tired and asleep. The Ark, which was energetic until we left, is now asleep with its head on its front seat backrest. Looks like we're finally out of battery power.

“Get some rest. ”

I yawned and glanced at the floor. If you wake up to sigh, it will be Seoul. I put myself in a quiet chair and waited for my sleep to come, and the phone I put in my pants informed me that a text message came. 9 p.m. Sunday. Only one person will text at this time.

[Are you done?]

Flooring replied by pressing the button on her phone number that she had saved as' Tosuni. ’

- The way up now. And you?

[I'm done too.]

- You must be tired.

[Yeah, I'm tired.]

- I'll call you, you'll feel less tired talking than your fingers.

She decided to call her because she was not good at texting. I pressed the call button and waited for the signal to go, but it snapped in the middle. I think I pressed the wrong button. The moment I tried to call again, a text came.

[No, I'm tired today. I'm going to bed.]

The floor looked at the mobile phone's liquid crystal for a while. Every person has a pattern. In her case, she was texting and calling at the end. Good night, she always told me this.

I called and said hello and hung up even when I was complaining that I was tired by text. Flooring folded his phone and thought for a moment. Maybe he's really tired. Probably crawled into the duvet, muttering, "Everything's a nuisance now." Just as it takes a long time to recharge a fully discharged battery, sometimes she is as devoted as a sloth.

Is this the moment?

The floor opened its phone. Women are not the only ones with tentacles. Men have a hunch. The floor wanted to know why the texts were so dull.

I was going to call and then I left a text. If something is hard, I want to help, and if something is upsetting, I want to curse with you. There's a place to lean, so use it if you need to.

- What's going on?

I wrote it down and tried to send it, but the floor pressed the Cancel button diligently. I opened a new window and wrote it down again.

- Play if you don't sleep.

I sent a text and opened the curtain. As I watched the car swoop by, the phone in my hand trembled.

[Sorry.]

It was her reply.

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She puts down her phone and clenches her lower lip. I originally wanted to call. No, I wanted to make a phone call before I put the text in. No, neither is that. I didn't want to hear it, I wanted to tell it.

As I curled up, I noticed the script next to me. ‘That family is suspicious’. How happy I was when I first got the script, and when I read the title out loud.

It was my dream actress debut. A friend of a child who lives next door to her main family. Although there was not a lot of dialogue because of the ambiguity of the role, it was enough to be caught in a corner with cool actors.

“Oh, come on, really. ”

She smirks, her tears falling. You really shouldn't do this. I rubbed the back of my hand against the elongated eye area. I wiped it off worryingly, but it won't stop strangely.

What happened during the day came back to life at that moment. Surprising vents and looking down. The voice of the navy.

She curls up even more. I remembered the laughter of the woman who was writing a script to her head.

“I think it's firmly stamped. ”

When Eugene first told me about Im Yun, I decided to be careful in front of him, but it got tangled from day one. After the first greeting that I knew would pass quietly, the woman secretly harassed herself. It's as if you're trying to hold on, but try not to fall away too fast.

I thought it was okay inside several times, but the more times I filmed, the more I was afraid. What else will I hear today? What other twists and turns will I get?

When I ran away, the word "escape" came to my mind.

She rises up. I got up from my seat and stood before the mirror.

“Who told you to look so pathetic? ”

I pinched the ball with both hands.

Im Yun is scary. I can't even look her in the eye. But the bigger the fear, the weirder the repulsion. I'm not giving up. I'm going to make sure you say good things out of that mouth.

“But... can I really do it? ”

My lips protrude.

“I don't know! I don't know!”

I slammed myself into bed. I want to hold on to someone and curse them coolly. I wanted to talk about how bad she was, how hard she was.

But I didn't like the flooring of the target. He never comes out of his mouth because he's sick, but if he says he's sick, he buys medicine first. Telling your worries will make you warmer and kinder than anyone else, but if you think differently, your worries will be left to the floor.

It's a busy floor these days. It will be difficult. And yet, he doesn't say a word he doesn't like. Always smiling, just joking like always. I don't want to spoil her.

I hate a woman who can only be burdened.

“Sweetheart, what's wrong? ”

My mom said as she opened the visit. She hurries her head into the duvet. I can't be seen crying.

“Hey, I was practicing. ”

“Phew, aren't you working too hard? I was surprised at my mom's work. ”

“Uh, uh. I'll be quiet. I'll be quiet. ”

“Daughter.”

“Huh?"

“How about a cup of coffee with your mom? I'm done with my chores. I have a minute. ”

I was going to say, "It's okay, but my mom was in front of me. I see a laptop that's turned on through an open door.

“If I'm going to deceive my mother's eyes, I need to learn more acting. Come out. I want to talk to you. ”

It was my mom who went out with a smile and slapped her ass. She takes a sniff of her nose and goes out into the living room.

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Gentlemen!

It's Christmas!

What's for Christmas?

Yes, sir!

It's a hospital.

* * *

I went to the hospital.

Hahaha.

It's a dentist.

Jiaying, Jiaying, Jiaying, Shhhh.

... sigh.

I'm more afraid of dentists than any other hospital.

Th-this... medical expenses...

Luckily, there was no problem today.

Gentlemen.

Christmas is dentistry.

^ ^

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Referrals, always appreciated.

Coupon, thank you. Thanks to you, I'm going to the dentist.

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