Life, Once Again!

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Miyeon handed over her notes one page back.

“Have you ever referenced the acting of other actors while learning acting? ”

“Lots and lots. Because I didn't know anything, all I could do was imitate. ”

“Everyone starts from an imitation. Then who was the actor who affected Mr. Floor the most? Are you one of the actors we filmed together at dusk? ”

“I have three teachers in mind. Teacher Yoon Moon-jung, Mr. Yang Ganghwan, and Mr. Yang Smile. These are the three of you. ”

“Teacher Yoon Mun-jung is very famous. He's the president of many actors. ”

“Yes, it is. ”

“Yang Ganghwan has been known to many people recently. Oh, and by the way, Mr. Maru, you're in the popular street theater. ”

“I just helped out a little bit. ”

“Kim Suk-jun, who is gaining popularity for street theater, even wrote a big debt about Mr. Floor, but may I ask what happened? ”

“It's no big deal. I was looking for someone to take part in the street theater at the time, and Kim Suk-jun noticed, and I just guided him onstage. Then it was Kim Suk-jun's ability to gain the heart of the audience with authenticity. ”

“In an interview Kim Suk-jun told me that it was Mr. Floor who convinced him to go to the end that he refused to participate in the play. Did you know that he would be the center of the issue? ”

“It was pure coincidence. ”

“But I think there must be a reason to hold on to someone who refuses. I'm a little curious as to why I thought I should help him. ”

The floor grabs the glass and smiles slightly. I thought while having a sip of coffee left. It was never in good faith to take him onstage. The man seemed to have a story, and he decided that he could use it to raise the topic. So help doesn't suit you. I didn't consider the man's position at the time.

I put down the glass and took off my lips.

“I wasn't trying to help. It seemed like there was a story, and I just led it to where it was going to be looted. It was just my greed that convinced him again. because I thought he had something that would change his boring stage. So he doesn't have to thank me. ”

He said as he had not felt the need for censorship. Of course, the calculation is that it would be better to have this kind of characteristic rather than the content of an ordinary interview. Pretending to be nice seems normal.

Miyeon, who was holding her head back as she moved the pen, looked at the floor.

“He's as fresh as I've ever heard him say. ”

“As I've heard? Dong-wook told me that he heard about me. ”

“Yes, the reason for this interview is simple. I owe Dong Wook some money, and I pay it this way. When my senior asked me to interview a potential JA producer, I mentioned the names of Mr. Suil and Mr. Maru. ”

Miyeon turns the pen around. At the same time, the recording button was pressed once to stop the operation.

“At that time, he said he saw a few days, but he felt so good that it smelled artificial, and Maru said.... ”

Miyeon smiled softly and said.

He said, "It's like a warm calculator. ”

“That's a vague expression I don't know if I like it or not. ”

“I think it was written in a good way. If you look at your manager's health earlier, he's kind of nice to people around you. In fact, I didn't expect much from the interview today. Because interviews with young people have monotonous corners. They say good interviews are made of good questions, but they are also helpful in accepting and answering them. In that regard, Mr. Days' interview was impressive. It felt kind of funny, but strategic. I felt like I had prepared a lot of these interviews. I thought JA production would offer that kind of education, but speaking to Mr. Floor, I don't think that's the case. ”

“Is it very different from days? ”

“Questions and subtle rope-walking answers at both ends are similar, not being drawn to questions. But if you feel like Mr. Suil is preparing a good answer and choosing to answer there...... then Mr. Floor seems like a really warm calculator. I feel like I'm trying to figure out how to make sense of it, and I feel like I'm answering profitably rather than as an example. ”

“If you're a journalist, do you see that? ”

“Just as mathematicians can naturally infer answers when they look at formulas, it's a hunch when you're dealing with people for a long time. Of course, I don't trust you. Journalists love starvation, but they don't risk their lives for it. So we usually talk about this privately. We have to let it go. ”

Miyeon taps the recorder with the lights out.

The floor shrugged.

“Calculations are not bad. ”

“Of course. It's today's world that calculators can see as conscientious. because there are so many people who do the wrong thing without even tapping the calculator. ”

“You said you were a journalist? ”

“Yes.”

“May I ask you a personal question? ”

“Whatever. Actually, I have a lot of time to talk to Mr. Floor. ”

“That's a relief. Was it Major?”

“It was one of the places where newspapers come to mind in Korea. ”

“A place like that pays more than a magazine, doesn't it? There's a lot you can do. ”

“Obviously. because if you go up to the desk or senior journalist who can hold onto the debate for a long time, you're going to have a lot of fun that we can't even imagine. And, of course, you get a lot of salary. ”

Miyeon stretched her fingers.

“But you're wondering why you moved here. ”

“Yes.”

“Well, there were lots of reasons and lots of sugars to come out of, but I'm not sure why now. ”

“That decision, do you regret it? ”

She leaned on the chair and smiled comfortably as if to ask her to look at her. The floor nods. That's enough.

“I'm here for an interview, and I've been asked the opposite. ”

“This should impress the journalist. Some say you have to get along well with people who eat with pens. ”

“I'm really looking forward to it. That kind of virtue is the key to boosting smoke. When you become a popular actor, don't ignore it. Say hello. ”

Miyeon turned the recorder back on.

“Let's finish this, shall we? ”

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“Well done.”

“Well done.”

The floor lifts slightly off its shoulders and rises from its seat. Unexpectedly, the story grew longer. Miyeon told a variety of stories during the interview to see if she was really free. Since the schedule was empty, so was the floor, I enjoyed the conversation.

“Oh, it's snowing. ”

The floor outside the cafe reaches out. I thought it was raining on my face, but the snowflakes in the sky were falling. He said the first snow would come early, but the snow at the end of November. It is often said that there is serious warming, but it seems that the Earth is not that hot.

“I don't think it's going to pile up. ”

Miyeon, who came out late, said. He had a coat, bag, and notebook in his hand. I'm looking at a small car in front of the cafe, and it looks like Miyeon's car.

“See you later, then. ”

“Yes, take a look. ”

It was time for Miyeon to step aside as a shepherd. As I paused to see if my coat was stuck on my knee, my backpack mouth sagged and a few notes fell to the floor. The floor quickly approached and picked up the note.

“I forgot to lock it. ”

She smiles and locks Zach in her notebook. When I got up, I noticed a piece of paper on the floor. It was a piece of a newspaper article. I stood in front of the car and looked at Miyeon, who was opening the door, and lifted up the piece.

The article was also good on the floor. The Five enslavement case. The cold potatoes of the celebrity world were once noisy but now calmed down and no one was talking. Under the article there was another article with a transparent tape. I was a celebrity repayment driver.

Next to the woman who lowered her head, there was a red sign with the name 'Im Yun' and ‘Red Sea’ written on it. Two unwanted names are formed on the retina.

At that moment, a hand suddenly entered between my vision.

“May I take it? ”

I'm smiling, but I'm confused. The floor glances back at the quick tidying up smile. This woman, what is she after? Im Yun and Hong-dae, is there something between them?

“What kind of case is that? ”

I wouldn't have asked if they didn't care. That would be an offensive question. It is rude for a third party to interfere in privacy and work-related matters. However, the name Im Yun is so annoying. Although he can ignore the red tide, Lee Im Yun works on the same set as his whole family.

She said she hated Lee Mi-yoon.

I know that his behavior is not good because I have experienced it. I also know that Mi-yoon is called Madame in the entertainment world through Su-yeon. Of course, it is a madam of bad meaning. A woman who calls a boy idol into her personal space and asks him to sleep.

Of course, it doesn't matter if his sex life is sexually explicit or healthy. It's personal all the time. She hates him because of his ugly personality, not because she knows he has sex with young men.

However, a slightly dropped article was suggesting that Mi-yoon had another face.

“You don't have to know. ”

Miyeon said, fixing her face. The floor did not hesitate to ask.

“Does Madame have anything to do with the dirty work? Or sex payments.”

“How can you... ”

The title changed as soon as I was surprised.

The floor narrows between the eyes.

“I'm sorry, but I think I need to ask you a few questions this time. Do you have a good time?”

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Ugh.

I'm just packing up to go to the supermarket, and it's raining like crazy.

There appears to be a hole in the sky.

Gross.

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The poem! You!

I love actor Jo Jin-woong.

The fourth-act theater plays a number of times.

Oh, it's so salty.

I want to whip the choreographer and the actors to produce it quickly.

Now, the sound of TV, not being a public wave, has become the truth.

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Thank you so much for your recommendation. I am most pleased to be ranked # 1 on the Joara front page. It's been a while since I've been back up there. Haha.

Thank you for your coupon. The only reason you can press the typewriter is because there's no spider webs in your mouth.

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