I Was Mistaken as a Monstrous Genius Actor - Chapter 192
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Declaration of veteran director An Ga-bok. The name Kang Woo-jin came out of his mouth. A rough, old voice. As soon as the short and clear voice spread, the dozen or so heavyweights around him hardened like ice. Because I couldn’t help but be surprised.
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Famous directors including director Kim Do-hee, actors other than Jin Jae-joon, media editors, reporters, etc. Everyone stares blankly at director An Ga-bok with a relaxed smile.
On the other hand.
“hmm? Why are you like this?”
Director Ahn Ga-bok’s smile deepened. Of course, Shim Shim-ho, who is standing next to him, also has an unremarkable expression. Currently, only the two of them were fine in this banquet hall. Director Ahn Ga-bok, who passed a sip of wine at this point, opened his wrinkled mouth again.
“I asked you to tell me, why are you all crazy?”
Director Kim Do-hee, who had managed to come to his senses and brushed his frizzy hair, asked with his eyes widened.
“Go, Director. The remaining actor just confirmed is Kang Woo-jin.”
“that’s right.”
“So, in this director’s 100th film, ‘Leech’, the one who was cast side by side with Si, Shim Shim-ho, was Kang Woo-jin, right? Also in my ‘Drug Dealer’.”
“Are there two Kang Woo-jins in the actor’s board right now?”
“no. That, not that.”
I heard it, but it was hard to believe. It was Kang Woo-jin who shook the country with the reversal of the Hwarin incident. But suddenly, two-top stars in director Ahn Ga-bok’s work?
How did that happen in the first place?
Thanks to this, actors such as director Kim Do-hee and Jin Jae-joon were still parental, but reporters and editors-in-chief of media outlets secretly avoided their seats with different eyes.
‘Hey, is it fun? Why director Ahn Ga-bok caught Woo-jin Kang is a later story. I have to throw it as fast as possible.’
‘Kang Woo-jin? crazy. This kid is a true star. Why do issues arise every week?’
‘Shin Shim-ho, a historian on the actor’s board, and Kang Woo-jin, a newcomer who rewrites current history. I can’t stand this strange lineup.’
The reporters took out their cell phones and manipulated something, and the rest except the editor-in-chief of ‘Power Patch’ were busy making calls somewhere.
“Oh, it’s me. I literally put only the title and beat the article first. There is no need for content.”
“It’s a scoop, a scoop. Don’t ask questions, just write it down. And post the article as soon as possible. Sup! Don’t ask questions.”
Director Ahn Ga-bok, who was watching the backs of such characters, nodded slowly. Because it was the picture I wanted. Then he whispered to Shim Shim-ho, who had long gray hair next to him.
“The fire has been transferred properly.”
“…the original was burning well, and the firewood was so high-quality.”
A buzz grew throughout the banquet hall behind them. Because everyone has finished grasping the situation. Whether you are far or near, the words of director Ahn Ga-bok are naturally contagious. The voice gradually gets louder. Occasionally shouts are also heard.
“What, what?! really??!”
“Kang Woo-jin?! You just said that?!”
A lot of people take out their phones even when they are surprised. Because the bomb dropped on this banquet hall had to be delivered to the outside. The reaction of the actors who were gathered in the meantime was the biggest.
Several emotions mix in their eyes.
“No way… it’s Kang Woo-jin.”
“So what? Kang Woo-jin, is he only going to challenge Cannes in his first year?”
“Isn’t it too sudden? No, is Kang Woo-jin’s schedule possible?”
“Ha- nonsense.”
“Post Shim Han-ho and Kang Woo-jin?? What!”
What stood out the most was jealousy and envy. The moment when intense desire turns into resentment. At this time, Jin Jae-joon, who was close to director Ahn Ga-bok, opened his mouth with difficulty.
“Director. Is there a reason why you chose Woojin?”
Director Ahn Ga-bok, whose eyes were focused, answered indifferently.
“I guess I’m not particularly interested in Cannes.”
Exactly 15 minutes after this.
Just 15 minutes later, the bomb that exploded in the banquet hall revealed itself to the world.
『[Breaking News] Director Ahn Ga-bok who attended ‘Stars’ Night’ “The two actors confirmed to be cast in ‘Leech’ are Shim Shim-ho and Kang Woo-jin”』
It was a time when Kang Woo-jin’s heroic stories were still boiling over.
A few hours later, in LA, USA.
Unlike Korea, where the 8th began, the morning of the 7th was bright in LA. The time is around 9 o’clock. The place where the ‘Our Table’ team’s accommodation is located near North Hollywood Park. Among the dorms lined with many staff, the one that was particularly crowded was the house used by the male cast.
The reason was simple.
After arriving in LA, the ‘Our Table’ team started filming in earnest. No, the filming started at the time of departure from Korea, but the filming for the theme of ‘Our Table’ was real from now on. In the meantime, outside the dorm, the staff of the performers and the production team of ‘Our Table’ were scattered here and there.
However, what is peculiar.
“really??! Wow I just woke up and didn’t know!”
“Uh uh uh, complete fact fact. Director An Ga-bok said it himself. Search it, Korea has been overturned!”
“It’s early morning in Korea right now?”
“Where is the day and night for reporters?!”
“Crazy – what did Woojin say?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t met you yet.”
that is very rude. The same is true for the production team of ‘Our Table’ and dozens of staff members of the performers. Everyone is crazy about Kang Woo-jin and doesn’t stop talking.
“I heard director Ahn Ga-bok made the announcement himself at the after-party of ‘Stars’ Night’?”
“Uh uh uh, there was even actor Shim Shim-ho next to him.”
“Huh- before that black box video issue cools down…”
“Didn’t PD Yoon play a joke as soon as the performers gathered?”
“I saw that too. Is it hard for Ha Ha-soo to flip his eyes?”
“In the first place, there are many actors in ‘Our Table’. Everyone should be surprised.”
“Director Ahn Ga-bok, I never thought that Kang Woo-jin would join Shim Shim-ho’s lineup. This is a real big case, an incident.”
Because director Ahn Ga-bok’s bomb had already reached this point. In fact, it was early morning, a few hours before the first news broke, and the reaction at that time was several times more extreme than now. It’s kind of quiet now. Even so, the story of Kang Woo-jin does not stop.
“By the way, does Woojin’s schedule work?? A lot of work has already been done. Director Kwon and I live in Japan.”
“I don’t know, how did you guess? So, all predictions went wrong. Wow- look at this.
“The great actor Shim Shim-ho and the first-year Kang Woo-jin were added, but it doesn’t make sense to be quiet.”
Choi Seong-gun with a ponytail like this.
“Uh, no, you can’t enter right away. Let’s heat it up a little.”
I was busy walking down the street and talking on the phone. Because the phone won’t have time to rest. Around him, the directors of each cast are clinging to each other.
You might be wondering
So where is Kang Woo-jin?
He was sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor of the male cast’s dorm. No, all the cast members of ‘Our Table’ gathered here. An Jong-hak on the single sofa, Hwarin and Hong Hye-yeon on the three-person sofa, and Ha Kang-soo and Yeon Baek-gwang on the remaining long sofa.
Wearing a hat, Woojin’s condition today was more solemn than usual.
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Of course, in the eyes of others, as well as in the inside, I was just feeling extreme fatigue.
‘Ah- I’m tired. I think I have to go in and out of the subspace.’
Because it was after a rough typhoon. Before the unintentional heroic story cooled down, the ‘leech’ gun hit this place. Thanks to that, I had to receive stormy questions from not only the cast of ‘Our Table’, but also PD Yoon Byung-seon and the writers.
‘Miss Woojin!! Is it true that this article appeared??
‘What kind of nuclear bomb explodes like this!!’
‘Really director An Ga-bok is filming a movie?!’
‘Why did you hide something like this?? Woojin, are you really going to Cannes?!’
Roughly over an hour.
Producer Yoon Byung-seon almost danced on his shoulders. In particular, most of the cast of ‘Our Table’ were actors, so the reaction was strong. An Jong-hak and Ha Kang-soo’s endless curiosity, Hwarin’s hidden envy, and the youngest Yeon Baek-gwang’s high-tension praise. Hong Hye-yeon surprisingly did not have a big reaction. It’s like she’s been paying attention to some extent.
The situation here is in order, but what will happen when you return to Korea? Woojin, who saw the internet situation in Korea, felt burdened.
What then? You have to think that what was going to happen anyway happened a little sooner.
‘I can’t avoid anything, so I enjoy it. That spiritual creature grandfather, you blew it too out of the blue.’
Communication with neighbors was also a headache. Especially her younger sister Kang Hyeon-ah and her ball friends. It was a disaster situation, but somehow the ‘Our Table’ team calmed down.
Because I have to shoot.
In any case, numerous mini-cams were placed around the sofa where Kang Woo-jin was sitting, and cameras were placed everywhere. There are dozens of PD Yoon Byung-seon and staff around it. Either that or not, the appearance of the cast of ‘Our Table’ was quite natural. Everyone, including Kang Woo-jin, wore a hat, and Hwarin and Hong Hye-yeon wore light makeup.
They were now proceeding with menu selection.
I have to start a full-fledged business by riding the food truck waiting outside tomorrow. In other words, after buying all the ingredients today, I had to prepare and plan the movements of the performers.
At this time, An Jong-hak, wearing a baseball cap, sitting on a sofa for one person, opened the door.
“First of all – should we start with the menu? Kitchen team, do you have anything in mind? What do you think of the leader?”
At the question thrown, everyone’s eyes were on the silent Kang Woo-jin. Woojin calmly replied. Thanks to the chef’s imprinted knowledge, there was already an answer.
“For food trucks, the speed at which food comes out is important. There is no need for a lot of menus, and two would be just right.”
“2. which?”
“Rice and noodles. Both can be drafted.”
“What was the chef thinking?”
“On the non-spicy side, I want to be okay with bulgogi rice bowl and kimjaban makguksu.”
An Jong-hak immediately raised his hand.
“I agree-”
Subsequently, Hong Hye-yeon and Hwarin joined, and as a result, everyone agreed. No comments are forthcoming. Producer Yoon Byung-seon, who was watching from outside the angle, joined in with a smile.
“No, if you’re going to organize it so quickly, why are you having a meeting?”
An Jong-hak waved his hand as if he was being noisy.
“If the hero chef makes a decision, I, as the barista, must follow. What, is PD Yoon dissatisfied with the menu?”
“It could be. It’s just right.”
“okay. Then you can start writing a list of ingredients, and the line of movement- Let’s see… Since it’s a food truck anyway, wouldn’t it be enough to have 4 people in the kitchen and 2 people serving?”
Again, the answer was quick. Hwarin and Yeon Baek-gwang, including Hong Hye-yeon, assisted chef Kang Woo-jin, while An Jong-hak and tall Ha Kang-su took on the outside work.
Here, the hooded descendant gave his opinion.
“Anything to drink?”
I can hear Kang Woo-jin’s low tone right away.
“It’s good to cut out drinks other than coffee in the beginning. The conversation can be long over something to drink, and the turnover can slow down.”
“Oh, I see.”
“First of all, we give them simple water and get a sense of the atmosphere.”
An Jong-hak and Ha Kang-soo raised their thumbs up.
“Kuu – as expected, the man of the hero chef and director An Ga-bok. You are strong.”
“Director Ahn Ga-bok fell in love with this charm.”
Hong Hye-yeon, who tied her long straight hair, also helped.
“After all, the hero wasn’t just anyone.”
Hwarin, who glanced at Woojin, was praising inwardly.
‘Is that lukewarm charisma really Kilpo?!’
A tease under the guise of praise. Either that or not, Kang Woo-jin was recalling the ‘chef’s recipe’ without even knowing it.
“We share a group to buy ingredients and a group to prepare at the accommodation.”
“yep! Leader!”
It was to divert attention.
Around lunch the next day, near North Hollywood Park.
Many foreigners were taking a walk in the vast park. A woman wearing headphones jogging, a man having fun with his dog, a couple lying in the grass reading a book, and so on. The scenery you only see in the movies. I saw quite a few people, but it didn’t feel that tight because the park was so wide.
Among them, an elderly American couple walking on a sidewalk in a park stands out.
Both are gray-haired and hold hands as they slowly cross the park. Among the elderly couple who were talking and walking, the grandmother found something on the shoulder in front. She’s the one who opens her mouth right away. Of course, English is spit out.
“Haven’t you seen that food truck?”
At her words in a soft tone, the grandfather’s gaze also turned forward. The elderly couple always passed by the park at this time, and thanks to this, they were able to recognize a food truck that was not normally available at a glance. A food truck with red and blue colors throughout.
A mixture of English and Korean was hung on the top of the truck.
-‘KOREAN FOOD’
-‘Our table’
The grandmother who checked the signboard smiled.
“It must be a food truck selling Korean food.”
“Looks like it. What are you selling?”
“Shall we eat there?”
“He said he wanted to eat tacos. And she ate tteokbokki the other day and shed her tears?”
“Wouldn’t it be okay if I asked for it to be less spicy this time? You can eat tacos anytime. It’s right next to your restaurant.”
“hmm.”
“It will be a memorable meal. If you’re going to eat anyway, isn’t special food good?”
At the persuasion of the grandmother, the grandfather also nodded.
“Okay, I tried it instead, and if it doesn’t taste right, you have to tell me.”
“of course.”
So the old couple moved to a food truck selling Korean food. Up close, all the staff definitely looked like Koreans.
“Oh, they are all Korean. But…they’re all nice and beautiful?”
“Right. Koreans have really good skin, and they look young, making it difficult to guess their age.”
It was at this time.
-Sue.
Several women approached the elderly couple as they approached the food truck and asked in English.
“Hey, are you going to use this food truck?”
Grandpa answered.
“Right, why? Are you ready yet?”
“no. It’s not like that, actually, this food truck is a Korean TV show. If you use it, you will appear on the show, so we are asking for your consent.”
The old woman with a benevolent smile agreed.
“Are you happy? We don’t care.”
“Thank you, then you can use it comfortably.”
Soon, the women moved away and the grandmother laughed in amazement.
“It’s a Korean TV show.”
“Somehow, does that mean that all the people who work are celebrities?”
“I guess so.”
“The taste of the food must be hard to expect.”
Soon, as the elderly couple arrives at the place where there are six tables, a Korean in front of a food truck approaches. It was An Jong-hak, the president of the pants, wearing a navy uniform with the logo of ‘Our Table’ and his hair neatly swept back.
“Hello, our first guests, you two.”
An Jong-hak’s English was quite fluent. He wasn’t as good as Kang Woo-jin, but he had no communication problems, and his grandfather asked An Jong-hak, who guided the old couple to the central table.
“I heard it’s a TV show, what kind of topic is it?”
“We are promoting Korean food abroad.”
“I see, are you and them all celebrities?”
“you’re right.”
“Nice.”
“Thank you, here is the menu board. There are two menus that can be prepared right now. May I explain?”
“please.”
Soon after, An Jong-hak explained the bulgogi rice bowl and gimjaban makguksu on the menu. While listening to her explanation, her grandmother smiled and asked.
“Is Bulgogi over rice spicy?”
“It is not so.”
“Then I’m going to have bulgogi rice bowl, how about you?”
Grandpa took a picture of the noodles on the menu.
“this. Gwimjwaban·······”
“It’s called Kim Jaban Makguksu.”
“Um, give me that.”
“all right.”
An Jong-hak, who collected the menu in a gentlemanly way, shouted to the people in the food truck even as he distanced himself from the elderly couple. It was Korean.
“One Bulgogi! One Kim Jaban!”
Among the elderly couple who were watching him, the grandmother opened her mouth.
“I think the Korean language is pretty.”
Grandpa was scanning the cameras and production crews around him.
“Hmm- If it’s a TV show, does that mean that the chef who cooks is also an actor?”
“I think that person in the food truck over there?”
Soon, Grandpa checks inside the food truck following Grandma’s gestures. I see about 4 men and women. Among them, a young man who has just started cooking stands out. A cynical atmosphere with a deep impression. A hood was put on his head.
Seeing his appearance, the grandfather was convinced.
“That chef must also be an actor.”
“Yeah, he’s handsome.”
“Did you really have to eat tacos? The food on shows like this is tasteless.”
“Still, seeing that chef move, you must have learned hard, right?”
“Certainly… Judging from the fact that he was wearing a hood or mask, he paid attention to hygiene, and judging from the way he handled the wok, he must have practiced hard. But after all, your main job is an actor.”
“You’re too picky. If you’re the same chef, you should try different experiences and foods.”
“I have already tasted many Korean foods. Have you ever eaten red pepper paste? It’s delicious, so I’m researching to use it at my restaurant.”
It was. In fact, this grandfather was a chef who ran a restaurant. The location is close to here.
It was then.
– Suck.
This time, instead of An Jong-hak, a tall man approached the elderly couple. He was a descendant.
“The food is out.”
It was a little awkward English, but the old couple greeted the food they ordered with a casual greeting. Then, An Jong-hak appears and explains how to eat the food. After that explanation, the two men leave, and the old couple’s grandmother mixes the steaming bulgogi rice bowl with a spoon.
“Smells good. How are you?”
The grandfather looked down carefully at the Kim Jaban Makguksu placed in front of him and said.
“The broth is brown, as is the noodles. Smell – savory and not bad. Similar to Japanese ramen. But it’s definitely different, and I’m a bit reluctant. This black color floating in the soup is seaweed?”
“Eat it.”
The gray-haired grandfather, who was a bit displeased, with difficulty lifted a spoon and gently scooped out the soup. Then, he carefully put it in his mouth.
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expression hardens No, what an ambiguous face. Her grandfather ate again without a word. once, twice, three times. Then he took a big sip from the bowl. Seeing that, her grandmother, who was flipping a bowl of bulgogi rice bowl, opened her eyes wide, and her grandfather looked down at Kim Jaban Makguksu and raised a fork.
He rolls the noodles and puts them in his mouth along with the soup.
They didn’t know it, but at this moment, all the cameras of the ‘Our Table’ team distributed around the food truck were taking pictures of the elderly couple.
Soon after, the grandmother who was making the bulgogi bowl asked the grandfather.
“How does that brown noodle taste?”
The grandfather, who stopped holding the fork, was messing around with the noodles, but his expression was still firm. Then he slowly raised his head.
“We are wrong.”
“hmm? Why doesn’t it taste good?”
told my grandmother There were waves in her grandfather’s blue eyes.
“The man who cooked is not an actor, he is a real chef.”
End