Life, Once Again!

The white tile, the symbol of the hospital, was formed with a wall at the beginning of a section where the rough floor of the warehouse began. It was the first time I felt the fourth wall so close. Hyung-seok glanced at the autumn face shouting urgently, and then peered outside the set at the staff watching actors. I could barely hear the sound of breathing even after the visible staff had gone over fifty feet. Up until three minutes ago, actors joking with each other became doctors struggling for first aid and became nurses, turning into battlefields called emergency rooms. Staff also remained as tense as the actors and focused on their work. As the actor learns, the staff learns. Every time I saw what was happening in the two spaces that were divided, I was surprised to see the scene being joined together like a piece. Once NGs became accustomed to combustion, this was also a moment of simple labor, but the first shot was special. While watching the actors moving along the line that the director showed me during the rehearsal, Jung-Seok also immersed in his acting. I wanted to be a patient who looked more urgent than a patient who didn't look sick. Remind me not to overdo it, and remind me of the floor that I have to act, not someone else.

“Hey, intern! Don't you get it together? What if he pretends to be the chief and gets stuck in the emergency? ”

“I'm sorry."

“If you send the ICU to do whatever you can in ER for nothing, will you take responsibility for it? Is it your job to screw up the patient? ”

“I'll wake up. ”

“You'll have to stand up. To see the patient's face. Check the Abdomen and inform Teacher Choi. Stay with me, asshole. Do you understand?”

I saw the middle-aged actor holding out his hands. Atmospheric surgeons seemed to be in trouble when they stumbled upon the scene. Hyung-seok saw an unknown middle-aged actor coming out of the emergency room set. I don't know how it is caught in the actual broadcast room, but it was the center that gave a sense of reality to the middle-aged learning scene. If Giwoo, the lead actor, was featured on the broadcast, it would be the strength of the middle-aged actor who set the foundation.

The recording was paused. A round rail rests around a slope in the center of the emergency room and a camera sits on it. Rehearsal begins. The camera slows down and rolls. While the camera was rotating 360 degrees, the slant in the middle seemed determined to look around the E.R.

“Tilt. It's nice, but I think it's too obvious. Look here, look there, look here again. It bothers me that this is so distinguishing. ”

“I'll fix it gently. ”

“Yes. That's what you do when you take the shot. ”

Filming resumed. I thought it would be quick because the scene was made of motions without difficult dialogue, but surprisingly, there were a lot of NGs. There was a slip in the snow, and there was a staff hanging from the rotating camera and shooting again. It was the first time that the filming was going on without blockage hit the wall. A more static and calm scene than the one that was chanting the vocabulary while stepping on a complex line was a burden to Kang Ki-woo.

“Director, I think he's nervous. ”

When the atmosphere of the film was stiff as if it had fallen into ice, the autumn voice laughed. The rain in front of the camera smiled beautifully, "I see.”. "The director then gives you a playful reprimand to take it off your shoulder. A moment came when I took a deep breath as if I were relaxing a bunch of muscles. Hyung-seok, who was one step away from the center of filming, applauded as he watched the timing of his words coming out in the fall. When he saw the director's lips spreading, he realized that the director was also ventilated, and that the autumn took a step faster. The air that had become unnoticed was gently released.

The filming went well. Kang Gyu showed the arrogance of the chief intern and the shame of the erroneous intern, and next to him, during the autumn he showed his compassionate intern. His gaze was fixed on the autumn. Similar to the middle-aged man who breathed life into the created emergency room, she was also breathing into an inanimate creature called the field. She was an intern in the E.R., not an actor, who was flying around with a nametag around her neck. I could see the way I was taking care of the patient before the pretty face. When I looked at her and saw the new actress next to her, I could feel the realization that the emergency room was broken and that it was a shooting gallery. It wasn't that I couldn't act. Urgent touch to the patient with intense eyes. It was a well-organized act, but when I looked at it, I coldly realized this place was a shooting gallery. What's different? Hyung-seok thought finding out the difference was a way to improve his acting skills.

“Okay, that's it for today. ”

The co-musicians who were lying on the bed stood up groaning. It was secretly difficult to ‘do nothing’. I also straightened my waist. I heard the chime in succession. The filming arena left the filming site first, starting with the latest actor. I heard that Hyung-seok did well, and saw the daily greeting rain, and I understood why the famous actor is famous. Who doesn't like the first person to be polite in a sequence society?

“Remove your makeup and change your clothes. ”

There were a lot of cast assistants in front of the bathroom. People gathered next to a man in special makeup to take pictures together. When you put your face in a torn wound and you draw a 'v', you say, "Let's wrap it up quickly.” I heard a cry.

I erased my makeup and changed into the clothes I had worn. The headlights were turning off one by one. Just before boarding the bus to Seoul after the captain's headcount check, I saw the autumn when I signed for it in front of the van. Hyung-seok quickly ran to there. Autumn, who took a picture with the female staff, looked at Hyung-seok.

“You're the patient in front of me, right? ”

“Yes, you remember. ”

“I remember because you were good at acting. He looked really sick.”

“Was the smoke really okay? ”

“Good. You can trust me because I don't speak very well. ”

In the fall, he smiled with his cell phone and pen in both hands. The autograph, the photograph, what did you want?

“Can I have both photos and autographs? I'll keep the picture, but I'll give the autograph to someone else. ”

“We worked together, and that was easy. But you're giving me an autograph? My cause of death isn't worth that much. ”

“I have a friend who's a fan of the autumn. I didn't hear him say that, but he was smiling gladly as he was just playing Mr. Autumn. ”

“Really? Then we should do it. I'm acting because of the fans. ”

Hyung-seok raised his phone high. He said he could stay for a few more autumns when he stood still. I took a picture and looked at the screen. It was definitely a photo taken side by side, but the size of the face was very different. I thought you were an actor.

“What is the name of the recipient? ”

“I don't have any paper before that. Can I come back to the bus? ”

“It's okay. There's paper in the car. It's not a good thing. ”

In the fall, you open the van door and take out a piece of paper slightly larger than the palm of your hand. It was coated smooth paper.

“I'm sorry. I didn't come prepared for the autograph. ”

“What are you doing with that much? What's your name? ”

“Have a drink. I'd appreciate it if you could write down what you want to do well. I'm with him, but I've learned a lot. So I want it to be good. ”

Hyung-seok thought of a floor that he would like to sign and lifted his head while holding still his hands. Her eyes widen, looking straight at her. Hyung-seok looked back in embarrassment. Maybe there's a fire in the back. You see the retreating staff's procession again in plain sight. There was still a autumn when I watched with clear eyes.

“What's your name? ”

“My name? I'm Yoon Hyung-seok.”

“No, it's the signer. ”

“Have a drink. It's a bit unusual, isn't it? When I first heard that name in the military, I remembered ice cream first. ”

When she was relaxed, she turned restless. Hyung-seok became confused beyond embarrassment. I could've sworn I was sick. I glanced at the manager. I looked down at the screen to see if I was playing a mobile game.

“Is there a problem? ”

“No, it's not like that. ”

“Don't bother. I seem to have taken up too much time. ”

“No, it's not like that. I was just surprised for a second. ”

“Yes?”

I wanted to ask her what surprised her, but she seemed to be meddling and quit. She looks embarrassed and a little anxious, turning into a beautifulness and subtle joy. The colorful look on his face reminded me of fireworks. At the last moment, I felt the smile that was spreading brightly behind my ears. Forgetting for a moment, she was a beauty and her type in the autumn.

Like a drama, this could be an opportunity to develop into a relationship. The delusion did not last more than three seconds. The refined reality sensation of selling clothes made me fold before my delusions spread my wings. If his life had gone as he had dreamed, he would have been president of SC by now.

“What do you do with that one? ”

“Yes? Work? ”

“I think it's better to write it down clearly than abstractly write it down for good. ”

For a free fall, I remembered the documentary I saw during the military. A white fox caught the running rabbit playing around in the snow. That frowning eye felt beyond favor to strangers. This woman, was she always this playful?

“I play. I'm a popular actor on campus. I've seen the show, and it's full of people. ”

“You do the same thing. Okay."

It was a strangely favorite autumn when Hangul was performing theater. I put a pen on the sign for the autumn. I quickly moved my hand to complete the sign.

“Wait a minute.”

She narrows her lips, slightly kissing the corner of the sign.

“I'm sure your friend would prefer this, wouldn't he? ”

“Of course. A fan would love to. ”

“Be sure to pass it on, please. ”

“Of course I do. Anyway, thank you. You work hard. ”

“I hope everything works out for you too. ”

She left in a van.

“I remembered your name. ”

The wings of the folded delusion twitch. Hyung-seok got on the bus with a sign. I sat down to check what she wrote.

- Mr. Hanmuru, I'll see you on stage soon.

“I hope popular actors cheer me on, too. ”

Hyun-seok glanced back at the lip marks in the corner and quickly covered them. Her lips were halfway out.

“Yoon Hyung-seok, you can't do that to a human. ”

I carefully put the signature in my bag.

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Time to... eat!!

Dinner!

Go, go, go, go!

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