Top Star Lee Kun-Woo

“Director.”

“Just call me Chris. ”

“Chris?”

“Yes, that's my nickname. ”

“Chris, I just want you to be comfortable with me. I'm comfortable with that. ”

“Oh! Is that okay? ”

If it were Korea, it would be difficult to call out the name of the director. He was 20 years older than Gunu. But I was not hesitant to speak English for some reason. It reminded me that language also includes the culture of the country.

“Chris, can I take a picture? ”

“Shall we do it together? ”

“It's an honor. ”

“I'm honored, too! ”

The cart stops.

Gunu and Director Christine Jackson stand in front of a slightly odd tree. Gunu pulls out his phone, smiling happily and raising his thumb. Gunwoo smiles and raises his thumb.

Just then, a car on the Rhine Brothers tour stopped. It was like a train in an amusement park, full of tourists.

“I'll pause and go. This is the Wizard's agenda. ”

The guide holding the loudspeaker in the front row found Christine Jackson and paused.

“Director Christine Jackson? ”

“Wow! It's true! ‘

“Oh!”

When the guide called out the name of Director Christine Jackson, everyone got excited and pulled out the photo machine in unison.

Cock-a-doodle-doo!

I photographed Gunu and Christine Jackson while tourists were posing.

Director Christine Jackson waved with a happy smile. I also provided fan services, such as taking pictures with tourists.

“But what about him? ”

“It's too hot. Wow. ”

“Ah! I think I know! Look here!"

I stood behind the gun and was surrounded by tourists. Mostly female tourists. Many people did not recognize Gun Woo, but Gun Woo fell into the picture and asked for a photo. At some point, Director Christine Jackson was pushed back.

“Hey, I'm here, too. ”

Director Christine Jackson's pathetic voice echoes in a low voice. Tourists did not hear Jackson's voice.

“Number one singer! Right?”

“I'm going to fan it now. ”

“Sign it! ”

Gun Woo smiled slightly and signed a photograph.

Gunu moved back with awkward Christine Jackson, who watched Gunu leave for a long time.

Director Christine Jackson was a little restless.

“I was popular in the Royal Year, too. ”

“I see.”

“That's right."

“I admit it."

Gun Woo smiled and replied, and he chuckled.

I reached an area where tourists could not enter. There were huge, block-shaped buildings that looked like castles. It was the birthplace of countless movies.

I arrived in front of a building that says the most recently built stage G3.

“It's huge. ”

On the outside, I couldn't sense what was inside.

Smiled slightly at Gunwoo's words, Director Christine Jackson stretched out her arms, looking at Gunwoo in front of the building.

“Welcome to the Hollywood. ”

It looked pretty cool. I followed Director Christine Jackson inside. It was divided into several districts with large props, dressing rooms, and offices.

The number of staff that were resident due to the construction ceased was small.

Following Director Christine Jackson, a colossal set has emerged. The real trees and rocks were visible, and in the center was the interior of a beautiful building. I felt very fantasistic The floor is smooth enough that your face is illuminated and the statues are erected.

Is this a palace?

You see a jeweled throne. I saw the unfinished part, but it was not a big blemish. There was nothing awkward about thinking there were parts covered with CG.

I really felt like I was in a fantasy world.

I was amazed at the sight of Gun Woo's promising drama set. If I acted in a place like this, I was sure it would be well immersed.

“Do you think you know where? ”

“Yes, royal Elvens. Isn't that right?”

“Yes! We have a meeting to determine the fate of the middleman, where the Elf King blows the Orc Captain's head off." ”

Director Christine Jackson wielded the sword herself. Gunwoo could understand it as a scene seen in a novel. He seemed to have already thought about how to appear. When Gun Woo asked, Director Christine Jackson explained her idea of acting.

It was somewhat different from what Gun Woo had imagined. I didn't even know it was the difference between a choreographer and a dancer.

“Well, why don't you lighten up? I want to see it for myself. ”

“Is that so?”

“Okay! Follow me! ”

Director Christine Jackson led Gunu to the prop room. The prop room was not a warehouse like the Korean drama room. It had an office feel, but it was also producing props.

No matter what I imagined, it was bigger than that. I followed behind Director Christine a little later as I looked around the gunning.

Now there are only a handful of staff who manage props, and they are pleased to meet you when they see Director Christine Jackson.

“Phil, what about Fairy King Number Three? ”

“Oh · · · I made it again so I moved it? ”

“Can you bring it? ”

“Yes, boss. Sure, but it's a little hard. ”

“I'll buy you a coffee. ”

“Good Deal! ”

A moment later, Phil picks up a large crate in a cart.

“What's this for? This one?"

“Nice to meet you.”

“I'm listening to the song. ”

Gunning greets Phil, who later found himself. It was an intention to try acting lightly, but I got dressed up.

A splendid outfit, with golden embroidery embroidered on the white. It was like drawing a thorn bush. Arm and chest were covered with armor, and there was a crown with a golden glow. Phil runs off somewhere and brings a swift, long sword.

It was originally the size of the actor who was the fairy king, but it seemed to fit right in with Gun Woo. I looked at the gunman, Christine Jackson.

“Aren't you trying to lighten things up? ”

“Think of it as a Line Brothers Special Tour. In honor of the show. We also need a sample photo. ”

He nods and dresses. Phil helps out around the corner. Christine Jackson and Phil clapped, all dressed up and kicked to the sword.

“I didn't wear makeup, but this much · · · · Blackfoot Nymph King is fascinating too? ”

“I expected this, but it's much better than the comic book, or the stone brush won. I think I'll pass out if I show it to the art director. ”

“It would be a shocking visual for artists. ”

Director Christine Jackson has not been out of Gunu's sight for a while, as if moved. Because there was a fairy king that he imagined, or an ideal that transcended, unfolded before his eyes.

Even the slightly frizzy hair that was blown away by the wind was a charming match. She should have had long blonde hair, but she was fine now.

There was a different charm to the image of the old fairy king.

Dress was solely for Gun Woo. The glamorous outfit was not illuminating. Rather, it looked ordinary when Gunwoo was wearing it.

Director Christine Jackson looked at Gun Woo's outfit and ordered Phil to do things like that. Seeing Kristin Jackson's gun-toting attention to detail, I felt like she wasn't one of the best directors for a reason.

Moving back to the set. The rattling sound of the armor made me feel good. The feel of the blade handle evokes an old memory.

I was singing with gunning, but I was also a natural unmanned person.

Director Christine Jackson, Phil, as well as other staff in the area have arrived. Director Christine Jackson took out her smartphone.

“Oh, just what I wanted. All right, all right! ”

I didn't think he asked me to try it on just because it was interesting or because I was taking samples. He was the director of Christine Jackson, who had an agenda that Gunu did not know about.

‘I've never lived without a sword before · · · · · ·. ’

It was so natural not to hold the sword now.

I liked the sword I was holding in a long time. It wasn't a clumsy plastic prop, it was a fairly well-crafted leather sword, although it didn't have a day. Of course, it was nothing compared to a sword. However, I was also very satisfied with a sword of this magnitude.

“Can I swing it for a second? Feel better. ”

“Ah! You said you acted in a drama yourself? I was impressed on the audition tape. ”

After holding the sword for a long time, I was a little excited and excited. Although it is a western sword, it is not tied to the kind of sword that tends to tend.

‘Let's do it right. ’

I also wanted to look cool in terms of appealing to Christine Jackson.

Somehow, I was very fortunate that this opportunity had come.

Connections are powerful.

We still haven't figured out how the film is made, but we didn't know it would affect the performance of Hollywood master Christine Jackson.

Grrr!

You wield your blade lightly.

Elves are as nimble as Humans, so they go well with Oriental swords. I stood on the dirt floor. You pick up your sword at the steps to the throne.

“It can be a little dangerous, so step back a little. ”

“About now?”

“Yes, thank you. ”

Nothing happened to hurt him, but he could have fallen in shock. Director Christine Jackson had an interesting look on her face, but Phil and the rest of the staff were a little dark. However, when Gun Woo lifted his sword slowly with a smile on his face, his expression hardened quickly.

The overwhelming pressure of pressing down on the massive set makes the air very heavy. As a subtle life unfolds around Gunwoo, Director Christine Jackson and the rest of the staff feel suffocated.

The first time I ever lived shocked them. I was overwhelmed by Gun Woo, who was slowly in position, and I felt afraid. It was no exaggeration to say that the king's charisma ruled his surroundings.

The gunner starts swinging his sword, acting as his interpreted fairy king. He knows a lot of fancy swords, but the graceful line of swords unfolds. The Nymph King himself was magnificent, so he fits well with a straight sword.

Wheeeek! Grrr!

It was my first time swinging a sword while immersed in a role. When he did the two things he liked at the same time, there was an unacceptable impression. However, I suppressed that emotion. I didn't want to wake up from immersion.

He had to be a fairy god-king by now.

‘I used to train with my mind. ’

I used to train by creating illusions about my enemies. It has produced a good synergy with the power of smoke and resonance that has been accumulated so far.

I closed my eyes. I thought of the Orcs in the novel and covered them with the movements of the Muslims who used axes.

An Orc with a bigger body and a huge axe is imaged as a Bandit. The shape of the Orc is imaginative, but it fits quite well.

I wielded my sword. Gun Woo moves faster. You swing your sword lightly, avoiding the swinging Orc axe. As soon as your torso splits into a punch, you rotate and stab the blade into the chest of the rushing orc. Suddenly, he turns around and draws his sword in a slash.

Bang!

The staff holding the work tool drops it on the floor, dumbfounded. Director Christine Jackson opened her mouth and looked at Gun Woo. Luckily, Gun Woo was recording by pressing the record button on his phone.

‘Ahh! ’

The End