Life, Once Again!

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“Hello, sunbae! ”

She folds her waist and greets. The greeted actor waves his hand, saying, "Yes." When you get to the set, the first thing you do is greet all the actors and staff who notice you. Since I was caught because of the greeting, I approached my waist as soon as I saw the actor to avoid repeating the same mistake.

Since there was not a single senior who looked at the younger actor's greetings lightly, she was able to walk around with a vigorous greeting.

“Hello, sir. ”

She grins and greets the woman in front of her. Lee Mi-yoon, the woman who smells of light cigarettes, nods once and turns away.

“I haven't been very good with you lately. ”

The cornerstone next to me said.

“I can see you hate me, but I'm not one to blame for something I didn't do wrong. I went first again today. ”

“It's a really tiring relationship. ”

“I'm used to it now. But first class tomorrow, right? ”

“Yeah. First room in the hall. ”

“I'll have to wait until next week to get to the meeting. ”

“While you're waiting, keep an eye on me. ”

“When the time is right. ”

She pulls her tongue out slightly and smiles. I flicked my finger as if I remembered something, saying, "Drink a sip of the water in my hand."

“Oh, did you see that? ”

“What?”

“Street performances to Impressive College. ”

“Street performances to Impressive College? ”

“You don't know. It's pretty hot these days. ”

“What's that? ”

“You really don't know? Your boyfriend didn't say anything? ”

“Flooring? Ah! I heard you were preparing for a street performance. ”

“I guess we haven't talked about the formal performance yet. After the shoot, go to the play. It's a blog that deals with issues to university.... ”

“I'm familiar with theater. I'm busy these days, but I can't check my blog very well. ”

“Really? Well, go inside and take a look at the latest post. I came up with a bad video, and it was reactive. I've seen it, too, but it's something that any actor should see. ”

Fossil walks toward his set. She turns to write the play path on the note in her head.

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“Here's a recent post... from the play. ”

After the shoot, she couldn't wait to get home and went to the nearby PC room. Sit down, turn on your browser and access the search portal. I went to my own blog and entered the 'To Theatre’ blog, which was set as a neighbor.

The theater is a blog that posts various things that happen on the university road. It was a blog that organizes dramatic information, events, and actor interviews so that tens of thousands of people visit each day. Although it was a blog initiated by individuals, a few like-minded people have recently come together to take the form of journalists, making it a must-see site for first-timers to explore the university. After she started the blog, the first place she added as a neighbour was the theater.

“Yang Kanghwan, a talented actor from college, created a different emotional stage. ”

She read the title in a small voice.

The picture that came up right under the title was a picture of a lot of people holding their phones overhead on a dark night. It's like a theater concert, people with cell phone lights and guitars and actors. It was a picture with a smile on its face. It feels like the excitement of the field is being conveyed.

“The stage where the audience becomes actors. We were all heroes in the play of life. ”

I rolled my wheel mouse slightly to read the post. Late night, stove stove, guitar sounds, people, and stories.

Instead of a picture where paragraphs had changed and were full of fun, a picture of people looking forward with a serious look or a sad face was posted. In the middle of the street you can see the stage, there is a man who looks 40 years old, and next to him is a Yang Yang Yang Hwan instructor looking at him in a white robe.

“But life sometimes cruelly pushes people out of the spotlight who should be the main character. ”

I read a meaningful sentence and watched the video below it. It was a video that was told by Seoseok. You hear a man's voice flow through the speakers. Poor picture quality, but clear voice.

She squeezes her hands together and glances at the screen. A man's words fly into his ears. 20 minutes. Long and short can be said to be short. She watched the video without moving for 20 minutes and sniffed as soon as she realized the video was over.

It was a scary story. It was a more frightening story because it was a very common thing that could happen to people who dreamed of acting. She had to stare blankly at the blackened video window for a while, either cheering like a man or with a complex heart that she couldn't sympathize with.

Whew, I felt a little nauseous and lowered my screen. A short review from a blogger who watched the show from start to finish was written.

‘This was a play and not a play. I was uncomfortable and had to watch, and I was sick and could not cry. I cried a lot, but I didn't cry. The person who vomited the pain didn't cry, but I couldn't cry. I gave an ardent applause instead of tears. It was envy of a living fool for looking at one smoke, and praise of me for not living that way at the same time. I couldn't live with myself, and he lived with me. He was not the main character from a public perspective, but he was the obvious protagonist there. I'm cheering for that idiot. ’

Below the rating is another video, a three-minute video. It contained what happened after the man's story was finished.

The man tries to leave, thanking you for listening to his story, but Kanghwan grabs him with his words.

- Are you going to continue?

- It's too late now. It was 40 years ago.

- Were you old enough to act?

Then the man said nothing, and the video ended with the man sitting back down.

She checked the bottom comment box after reading the article to the end. Posts were posted a week ago, and there were over 4,000 comments now. It was a text that cheered on men together. Some would say he was a fool, but there were very few.

It was surprising, because the theater is a popular blog among people who like university paths, but it lacks a lot of visitors compared to famous blogs. But 4,000 comments per post.

I searched the internet just in case.

Impress the university.

There were a number of related articles.

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“I don't know about people. ”

The floor looked at the people in front of it and said,

I performed one more time last Thursday afternoon after my first rehearsal. At that time, there were no crowds like weekends. However, I was able to finish the performance well thanks to the 50 or so people guarding the place until the end. The audience's level of engagement was similar to that of the first time, but no one was as deeply confident as they were in their first practice.

And then last weekend's show.

More people started to ask if it was a street performance when they were serving coffee at the subway station's exit. The show got warmer that night thanks to the man who gave me two boxes of hot packs I saw on my blog. That day, I learned that the first performances were posted on a blog called Theatre Venue. I thought it would be a small promotion…….

“This is unexpected. ”

The floor laughs, looking at the days beside it. A few days also make a similar smile. Another week later, it's now 6: 00 p.m. Saturday. The moment I stood in front of the station to share coffee with the flyers after practice, the floor was overwhelmed with a huge crowd, and I couldn't get over the fact that they all came to see the show.

When the Flute returned to the Maronier Park auditorium with people following it around like a man, it was a few days and Hannah that caught my eye. After them, people stood in a long line like ducks.

Approximately 400 people. The people standing outside were unable to see the performance because of the surrounding people.

The problem is that people are still coming.

It's early November, but it's falling fast and windy. However, the wall of phosphorus surrounded the street hall with no gaps in the cold air.

With hundreds of gazes on one body, the floor had nothing to show but an embarrassing smile.

“Wait! Wait! ”

One wall of people cracks on both sides, and within it emerges Ganghwan and Hannah. The two who went to get the costumes and props were as messed up as they were in a great war.

“There are too many people. ”

The floor looked around and said. It is time for a countermeasure meeting. If you get into an accident like this, it's a show.

The audience insists on looking at the four people who gathered together and hit their heads. The floor gazes at the river.

“It's crazy exciting, but if we lose like this, it'll be crazy, right? ”

“People keep coming. Why are you suddenly like this? I don't think many of these people have seen the play. ”

The answer came from days' mouths.

“I'm on a masscom. ”

“Masscom?”

“I went online. It's spread to communities. Thanks to him. ”

She laughed for days and days.

“As expected, publicity should be surprising. ”

That's when people started asking me when I started. A situation where a group of people call out to another person. After the lecture, I exhale and climb onto the chair I brought as a prop.

“Gentlemen!"

The surrounding area is silent for a moment because of the resounding voice raised from the boat.

“Thank you for coming! But I didn't expect so many of you. There are less than four of us, so we can't control this many people. So I'm going to move it! ”

“To where?”

Kanghwan raises his finger.

“In front of the art theater! ”

The red building, one of the symbols of the university, attracted people's attention. Please move slowly, and people started to move. Saturday afternoons, regardless of whether you're out on a date or out of town, your family and citizens are flocking to hundreds of people at any given time. Flooring was easy to predict what the phenomenon would result in.

"Good publicity."

Kanghwan said that the space in front of the art theater has become an open space since the last street construction. so that hundreds of people won't be too crowded once they've moved in. Excellent choice of venue

The floor that was walking in front of me shifted back. Four hundred, maybe 500. You realize that the number of four hundred people is very small to hear, but if you actually stand in front of the four hundred people, it's a huge number. A variety of large, small, young, and old people cross into the middle of the university. The move itself was an eye-catching performance, and it brought people together.

After arriving in front of the art theater, the floor climbed onto the stage in front of the theater. Everywhere I looked, there were people and people. I can see someone holding a heavy camera in the middle. An employee comes out of the ticket office next to the art theater and looks at the question mark with his face up.

The floor smiles. I'm glad to see more eyes pouring out. Kanghwan, Hannah and several days are also smiling like themselves. The stage grew. How many actors would hate it.

"Thank you!"

Kanghwan shouts. After a brief silence, cheers erupted among the audience.

The floor felt a sweat on the inside of his hand.

'Exactly.'

It was a brilliant start.

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