Life, Once Again!

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“Thank you. Goodbye. ”

You come out of the shop with a small box of paper containing bagels. I wanted to take him out of the workshop and serve him the proper food, but I couldn't help but buy bagels because he hated to move around a little when I entered the work. It is fortunate to eat any kind of bread.

Seoul's Sinsa-dong has long overlooked the neighborhood. There was a cafe with records, a franchise coffee shop, and the bar in the alley was surrounded by ugly iron bones, but a new building appeared to enter.

Joon-min, who was driving along the canyon, stopped in front of a small cafe. I stopped the car and took the stairs to the second floor next to the cafe.

'Studio M.' I looked at the golden plaque on the doorstep once before opening the door. An interior covered in black noise protection. Joon-min stood at the door that says "mixing room." Through the small window in the door, you see a man working in front of the mixing machine.

Joon-min pressed down on the plump doorknob quite firmly. Despite the sound of the door opening, the man in the white chair motionless looked at the monitor screen. You probably didn't hear the door open. He looks inside at the black headphones that the man is wearing upside down.

'It still narrows my vision when I focus.'

You slapped the man on the shoulder. Zec looks back, slightly smiling and nodding.

I quietly brought a chair and sat in the back. On a white table widely spread to the left and to the right, there are various instruments for mixing. On one side is a table microphone that will be used when someone enters the recording booth to the left.

A human-bodied speaker at the far end of the room was silent. The man who was in the process of rotating the button took off his headphones.

“My Sound Supervisor. ”

“What else do you call it?" "

"I stare at you again."

The man laughs out loud.

"But what brings you here? ”

“I'm here to cheer you on. ”

Jun-min said, shaking Saon Bagel.

Man, Mun Gyeong-taek raised his hand and asked me to wait a moment. When Kyung-geuk touched a few buttons, a voice came from the silent speakers.

I feel like I'm standing without an umbrella in the rain. A Rica passes by. I hear the pounding, the footsteps of the helpless.

“I like the other Ambience this time. Thanks to you, the library is rich. ”

“The sound of rain when you come back after dumping a corpse? ”

“Yes, that's it. You know very well.”

“I need to know. The ten-story tower cost me a fortune. ”

You opened the box and handed over the bagels.

“You're almost done here, right? ”

“It's time to go to Namyangju and finish final mixing. When this is over, I need you to poke me in the back for a team reunion. My team, we're missing something. ”

“You know, how hard it has been. That's why we're cheering for you. ”

“You're here to keep an eye on things. ”

“Speaking of this man, Here, use this squirmy mouth to stop him. ”

I handed the cheeseed bagel over to Kyung-geuk who took care of the bagels in an instant.

“This film was also a three-hour cut of ADR, and everyone is a veteran, so it's easy to get there. ”

“Sir, it's coming back. Only with a veteran.”

“But I don't think it's going to be money if I pass the profit and loss branch. ”

“You don't know people. Who knew that movie" Home "would be worth more than four million. Good movies are meant to be recognized. ”

“It's the same with the heart-warming human drama and the crazy old man beating kids to death with his ledger. You edited this poster three times. It's not graded. ”

“It's become a lot more open, but we haven't been very generous about sex and violence. ”

He nodded and chewed the bagel.

“Oh, brother. ”

“Hmm?"

“I went to Namyangju Poly's workshop this time, and the new kid there has a different sensation. Keep an eye on him, then pay him back so he can take him to his next job. He looks like he grew up under a knight.He's going to be bigger than the knight. ”

“Speaking of which, what's the man's back pocket money, back pocket money? ”

Even as she said that, Joon-min remembered in her head the figure that Kyung-geok had said. As well as knowing a good actor, it is important to have good staff and friendship. Especially because sound or design is an important part of personal capability, so it's good to know if you want to see the buds. Ordering across one leg and placing orders as Direct, usually with friendly relationships. There are obvious qualitative differences.

“You missed the screen. It may contain Mi Jang-sen, who used to sing so much. ”

“I've seen some rough edits, but I can see it's missing. ”

Joon-min smiled. Among the grim gray streets and Yoon Mun, the teacher's vain frenzy was melting well on the screen.

“When is the technology pilot? ”

Kyoungok asked.

“Two days later. ”

“Oh, has it already happened? ”

“That's it. ”

“As soon as the final mixing is done, it will be released in November. ”

“You should be.”

“Suddenly I don't want to work. ”

Jun-min pushed one bagel back into his mouth. He turned and touched the keyboard as he chewed and laughed.

“I had a kid follow me to Ambience when we were filming. ”

“Kid?”

“I remember the name of the kid who used to make all the action on the ground. I even gave him my card.”

“Haha, really? ”

“You know what?"

“I know. I know. ”

“Have you heard his audio? ”

“No, I haven't seen the whole video yet. And the soundtrack's kind of jammed. I'm pretty busy seeing you. ”

“I'm the producer, aren't you being a little indifferent? ”

“I only gathered the best to pay less attention. I didn't collect the best parts to do more than water. It's the best way to work on your own. ”

“Sure. Anyway, listen up while you're here. It's short, but it has an impact. I can't believe how young an actor can feel this much with his audio off the screen. He's definitely gonna make it. ”

He smiled and clicked the mouse a few times. A few moments later, the voices of the actors come from the speakers. The raw cultivation of an actor close to the micro, not the perfect sound to be captured in the video.

The boy's voice, accompanied by a noise similar to that of the boy, smiled. The moment I heard the dialogue, I felt bad. I felt contempt. I was angry. So I laughed.

“What do you think? Good? ”

“Not bad.”

“If you listen to it with the screen, you'll get insults from your mouth. Oh, fuck you. ”

He leaned against the chair and said.

* * *

“Sir, she's gone. ”

“What? The patient's gone? ”

I was too embarrassed to get up from the chair and went back and forth trembling with my hands. Hannah, who holds the chart next to her, chases after Kanghwan's tail.

“Oh, there's the patient. ”

Hannah approaches the few days she sits down. She shakes her hand awkwardly for a few days, but sits next to the chair in Hannah's enthusiastic gesture.

“Sir.”

“Yes? ”

“You can't just run away like this. If you run away like that, who's gonna pay for the hospital? Our hospital is not doing so well. Your wallet is the only thing that will save our hospital... ”

“Teacher!"

Hannah, who was surprisingly close to him, hit him on the head with a medical chart. That's gonna hurt a lot. Before I went into practice, I remembered Hannah's smiling face, putting a thick sheet of paper between the plastic files. The floor sighs a little, thinking of its sinister smile.

“It hurts!”

Kanghwan rubs his head hard and shouts. It's not in the script. No, it could be a protest, not an adrenaline rush. But who is Hannah? Tap the shoulders of steel to sit on the chair and continue the drama.

“Okay, patient. Tell me what happened today. ”

“Yes?”

“You know, what he ate, why he came here, how much money he had in his wallet. ”

“Sir, can you please stop talking about money? ”

Hannah taps her shoulder with her elbow. These two are perfect for each other. Even if I go to a comedy program that wears concrete, it won't hurt a bit.

I brought it up days in advance. I came to college with my girlfriend, and I'm going to the famous Doncas house in front of me.

In this way, he suddenly fell to the ground holding his chest. Hannah shudders at the hut and says to Suil, who is now sitting there.

“I need CPR! ”

“Yes?”

“Come on! Come on! ”

I looked forward with embarrassed faces for days. As a loyal spectator, the floor clapped and cheered for days. Soon, I got ready for CPR for a few days.

“I think this repertoire will do just fine. ”

The sleeping steel rises up. I stopped acting awkward for days and sat down.

“I think it's pretty good to get the audience onstage like this. It's less burdensome. It tells us what to do first. ”

At the end of a few days, the floor nods.

“The problem is that we have to tell a serious story, and that's not what we're trying to do, because it's heaven's will. I'd like to hear a lot of honest things people have in their hearts, but if they don't, it's not bad to keep going in a comedic format like this. ”

Kanghwan takes a sip of water and breathes.

“But what would you do if you heard something really heavy? ”

The floor takes over the water bottle and asks. What he wanted was to share various sadnesses with those who participated in the drama. Using the stage as a window to spread sadness. I don't know how involved you are, but if there's a lot of people involved, and there's a terrible story that only the top can tell, what can you do about it?

“It will also borrow the power of the audience. I mean, I don't care if this project has no impact on the popularization of the play. All I want is for an individual to burst his unspeakable sadness into a theatrical form and receive a little healing, and that's enough. The whole point of this play is to say that sorrow is half the battle. ”

“Phew, he's a bad boss to leave work to. Let's get to know some people and get to work. ”

“You know what? We got a problem with them up there. ”

Hannah stabs him in the side of her talking steel with a smile. Hannah said, ignoring the grumpy episode.

“I'm going out to the guerrillas tomorrow. It's gonna get cold soon, so I'm gonna have to pull up my schedule. We'll start as soon as we try and react. ”

“Why do you say that? It's mine.”

Hmph, Hannah raises her hand, and Kanghwan shuts up.

The floor and a few days laughed loudly at his appearance.

“We should pray for more people tomorrow. To avoid sitting idle in Maroni Park with no one there. ”

The floor looked at the calendar and said,

Sunday, October 17.

“Seven is a lucky number. It's going to work. ”

It was a voice speaking with confidence.

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From Curious Story y y y

I dealt with terrible things.

A gynecologist who had to do her best to keep the baby and her mother safe, who left a patient with a burst of amniotic fluid, arrived late in the church praising the piano, and a child who missed delivery ended up dying three months in a university hospital.

... and I thought I was mistaken.

Did you play the movie?

Is this a drama?

But it's the truth.

It doesn't even come out.

Who's going to save that child who traded him for faith?

People are scariest.