I Was Mistaken as a Monstrous Genius Actor - Chapter 5
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concept (1)
Around 11:00 p.m., in a writer’s studio.
The inside is a space that easily looks beyond 40 pyeong. It was an apartment, so it looked like a family home at first glance, but this was an artist’s studio. As if to prove him, assistant writers are working hard on their laptops at the desk in the center of the living room.
It is a common sight to see assistant writers taking care of lodging and meals in their studios. And even in the most spacious room surrounded by bookshelves full of books.
-Tadak, tadadak.
A frantic typing sound resonated. A middle-aged woman wearing a gray hair band was seen.
“Tsk.”
She was the owner of this large writer’s studio with her tongue clenched as if the writing was not working. Her name is Park Eun-mi, a writer. She is in her 40’s with her long permed hair tied up on her face.
Such a writer Park Eun-mi.
“under-”
It was time to cover my face with both hands as if my bones hurt.
-♬♪
Her cell phone next to the laptop spat out a cheerful ringtone. However, writer Park Eun-mi.
“·······”
He only glances at me, but doesn’t pick up the phone. Since about a month ago, calls were pouring in like crazy.
The reason was simple.
『[Issue Check] Star writer Park Eun-mi is back… Broadcasters are already excited’
Because she was one of the few star writers in Korea. So far, she has written a total of 14 dramas, and has made 8 hits including her most recent work. So did she screw up the rest of the 6 pieces? Nor was it. I did above average.
In other words, writer Park Eun-mi was an ultra-class star writer who had no works that were said to be ruined.
she is like that
『Hit maker writer Park Eun-mi, this new work is with SBC/Photo』
This time, we joined hands with the SBC drama department. Directed by Song Man-woo, one of the biggest PDs in existence. The two have already worked on 5 works together, and this time, one top actor was confirmed even before the free started.
This is Hong Hye-yeon.
A huge, stupendous three people were laid out as a basis. So, even before production began, rumors spread at the speed of light.
It was thanks to that.
-♬♪
Author Park Eun-mi’s phone spitting out a ringtone every minute. Most of them were numerous enter-side phones ranging from large to medium. It was obvious that they would want to include their own actors somehow. Well, it was natural.
If you join this board, it’s a so-called invitational hit.
Writer Park Eun-mi did not know this either.
“It’s crazy, it’s crazy.”
For a writer of her level, it was not a task to sway the casting scene. However, the blueprint of the actors for this new work has been drawn to some extent. Hong Hye-yeon confirmed. So calls from entertainers were just annoying to writer Park Eun-mi.
Is it thanks
“Ugh- noisy.”
Writer Park Eun-mi reached out to turn off the cell phone that was ringing loudly. Then stop.
“huh?”
After confirming the caller, she tilted her head and put the phone to her ear.
“Oh, PD Song. What are you calling tonight? I heard that ‘Super Actor’ is being judged for preliminaries, are you done filming?”
It was because the opponents were producer Song Man-woo with a beard, not entertainers. After that, PD Song Man-woo over the phone responded very urgently.
“Oh, it’s over. I’m a lesser writer than I am on my way to the studio right now?”
“now?”
“We are almost there. It arrives in 20 minutes.”
Since we were already on the same boat, we are coming to the studio. No problem, but since it was late, writer Park Eun-mi frowned slightly.
“I was going to wash now? If it’s not urgent, see you tomorrow morning?”
“no no. It’s urgent, writer Park needs to see this right now. Oh, and there’s also a red star.”
“What you looking at? No, Hyeyeon is coming too??”
“Ugh. Let’s go and talk about the details.”
After 11 p.m., PD Song Man-woo and Hong Hye-yeon, who was confirmed as Yeoju, are coming. It didn’t seem like something small.
“Huh- I heard you’re going to be judged together. Once I got it.”
“okay!”
– Knock.
Soon, writer Park Eun-mi, who threw her cell phone around, took off her hair band and left the room. It looks like the outside writers are getting off work.
“Guys, PD Song is coming now, so everyone go home today. Take a day or two off.”
As soon as the head’s words were finished, the assistant writers smiled and packed their belongings, and writer Park Eun-mi smiled.
“Good. I’ll give you a card, so buy something delicious before you go home. Don’t mind the price.”
“oh! thank you!!”
Assistant writers excited to receive cards. Among them, a woman wearing glasses held out a thin wad of paper to Park Eun-mi.
“Writer, the sociopath materials you mentioned.”
Author Park Eun-mi, who received the wad of paper, let out a small sigh.
“Yeah, it was hard. But I might not use this one.”
“why?? Ah- is there a problem with the actor?”
“that’s right. There are a lot of kids to do, but the problem is that they can’t digest it. I avoid things that are good for acting. ”
Writer Park Eun-mi, tongue-tied, put the material on the table in front of the TV.
“I might change the cast setting itself.”
after a few tens of minutes.
The writer’s studio where assistant writers have left work before they know it. Instead, two new figures appeared on the sofa in the living room. It was Hong Hye-yeon, a top actress who was attached to PD Song Man-woo and writer Park Eun-mi.
“Oh, writer-nim, the studio smells so good! Did you change the diffuser?”
Either that or not, writer Park Eun-mi seems to be a bit annoying.
“Hong Star, you’re crazy, so why don’t you sit down?”
He gave Hong Hye-yeon a light face. However, Hong Hye-yeon was not particularly familiar with Park Eun-mi.
“Is he like that every day? You were annoying, but you secretly wanted people to know that I changed the diffuser.”
“no it’s not? done Really sit down, the tea is done.”
In the back, I put the tea prepared by Park Eun-mi on the table. and.
-Sue.
Glancing at PD Song Man-woo, who had been looking down at his cell phone from earlier, he opened his mouth.
“But PD-nim, the director said it’s okay to continue directing? You might not be able to direct this one. What did you do?”
“joy.”
PD Song Man-woo, who snores.
“I’m going to do it, but what are they going to do?”
“A-But isn’t that what a group is like? To be honest, if you’re worthy of your name in your career as a PD, shouldn’t you have sat at the desk for your favorite work?”
“The desk is a piece of shit. If you can’t direct, you should retire.”
Only at this time, PD Song Man-woo raised his gaze from looking at his cell phone. Across the table, to the author Park Eun-mi.
“But really, I don’t know if this will be the last one. I’m old enough, so I have to get out of here thinking about the people behind me.”
PD Song Man-woo, who scratched his beard, was in his 50s on face value, but was actually in his mid-40s. Looking at the achievements he has made so far and his age, he should have sat as an executive at a broadcasting station CP or above. However, he had the mindset that he would die if he could not direct.
Then he let out a long sigh.
“There is still no one who loses ratings as much as I do, so I’m at least surviving.”
Hong Hye-yeon and Park Eun-mi added a word each.
“I wish PD-nim would keep directing!”
“I am of the same opinion. Well, I think it would be okay if the PD only joined as a CP.”
However, PD Song Man-woo smiled bitterly and shook his head.
“it’s okay. I keep paying attention anyway, and I have to leave the company when this work is finished. I’m also looking at the direction of setting up a production company and continuing directing.”
“Oh-ho, since you’re the PD, the investment will come in right away.”
this moment.
“therefore.”
PD Song Man-woo’s eyes were filled with strength.
“So, let’s try to blow this one properly.”
Hong Hye-yeon, with her long straight hair, smiled.
“Agree, completely agree.”
Writer Park Eun-mi, who let out a small sigh, shrugged her shoulders and helped.
“When did you not have that kind of mindset? so? What’s the matter with the two of you invading tonight?”
At the question, PD Song Man-woo suddenly got up from the sofa. He then connected the mobile phone he had been tinkering with to the large TV in front of him. Writer Park Eun-mi frowns.
“What are you doing? Would you like to see a movie?”
PD Song Man-woo, who was operating the large TV, calmly answered while holding the remote control.
“Look, look and talk.”
“What you looking at?”
“The hidden master I found today. No, an actor.”
“……What are you talking about?”
Writer Park Eun-mi openly whined, but producer Song Man-woo played a video in his cell phone. Then, a man started appearing on the large TV.
This morning, it was Kang Woo-jin, the first contestant in the ‘Super Actor’ preliminary round.
As soon as she saw him, writer Park Eun-mi tilted her head.
“What is it? Ah- is this the ‘Super Actor’ recording?”
However, PD Song Man-woo, who was standing there holding the remote control, answered questions with questions. While filming the TV with your index finger.
“How is that friend?”
Kang Woo-jin sitting in a chair. Her head is slightly twisted and her cellphone is held to her ear. Plus her pupils dilated a bit. Writer Park Eun-mi gave the evaluation right away as if she wasn’t interested.
“You’re getting a bit taller. The visuals are fine too. It also had a bit of a harsh feel to it. But has he been drinking? Do you think you’re drunk? The pupils are undone. little eyes.”
Hong Hye-yeon, with her legs crossed, answered quickly.
“Sure, right? Bewildered.”
“I think it tasted a bit off. new man? aspirant? Anyway, despite being unknown, the atmosphere is unique.”
“no. It’s ambiguous to classify them as rookies or wannabes.”
“what? Ha- PD, why do you want to see a kid like that? i’m really tired I’m already breaking my head because I didn’t even post today.”
It was at this time.
-Dreuk.
Kang Woo-jin on TV moved slowly and stood in front of the judges. And then something started to show.
Somewhere between a seizure and a flash.
Rough breathing and desperate eyes, grotesque gestures and footsteps, trembling of the body mixed with grief and despair, and detailed expressions emanating from the muscles of the face.
30 seconds, 1 minute, 3 minutes like that.
Kang Woo-jin on TV became a different person from the beginning, and writer Park Eun-mi, who was sitting on the sofa.
“·······”
Before I knew it, I was stuck in front of the large TV. The complaints from a moment ago had disappeared. Now her expression is firm and straight.
‘Is this… is this smoke?’
Is there such a twist in the world? While watching writer Park Eun-mi, I kept questioning her.
‘Have you ever been stabbed by a real knife? Otherwise, how could this expression be possible?’
At this time.
-Sue.
Producer Song Man-woo suddenly stopped the video that was playing. Then, I asked writer Park Eun-mi, who opened her eyes wide.
“The first time I felt like I was taking drugs, and now the world is desperate. Which one do you think is this guy’s real personality?”
“I don’t know. Rather, why is his acting like this? It’s the first time I’ve seen this kind of thing, you can say this is not realistic, but true.”
“okay. What if you saw that one minute of the side script?”
“What kind of crazy is that, does it make sense?”
“I don’t know, but it must have been a tremendous effort.”
“What did you say??”
“No, even watch his interview.”
Soon, a short interview of Kang Woo-jin, who had stopped acting, was played on TV. He seemed rather arrogant this time, spitting out answers like ‘I studied on my own’. or high self-esteem. PD Song Man-woo asking again here.
“Does this look real?”
“······confused.”
“yes?”
Then, producer Song Man-woo with a beard took a step closer to Park Eun-mi, a writer who stares at TV.
“While the child is acting crazy, the sense of the season is certain. It was cool, then it was hot, then it was cold. like a psycho When you look at her, don’t you think of a role?”
It was at this time that Park Eun-mi’s spirit came back. Then she swung her body back to meet her gaze on her table.
What she saw on the table.
“ah.”
It was sociopathic material given to me by an assistant writer.
The next morning, the 13th. Woojin Kang’s studio.
The time is around 8 o’clock. Kang Woo-jin, who had fallen asleep, suddenly opened his eyes. Her hair is scattered, and book scripts and screenplays are strewn about her bedside. He probably fell asleep while reading the script.
anyway.
“Turn it off-”
Woojin, who got up and stretched, drank the bottled water first. Then he checked his cell phone. stop here
“Ah, here you are.”
A message arrived from someone I didn’t know. ‘Super Actor’ PD sent Woojin’s acting cuts. Kang Woo-jin, who downloaded such a video onto his cell phone.
-Sue.
sat cross-legged. Because I had to check the video. But he couldn’t easily play the video.
“It’s a little cocky.”
Because the shame that had been turned off turned on again. It must feel like a blanket kick. It’s awkward to listen to a recording of your own voice. But do you see your own acting, full of embarrassment and embarrassment, obviously a desperate idiot?
not an easy task.
still.
“Hu- calm down, it’s just a video.”
Kang Woo-jin had to see. Because this video was the evidence immediately after entering subspace for the first time.
soon.
– Tok.
I touched the video saved by Kang Woo-jin. He was printed on his cell phone. It was Woo-jin who was immediately disgusted, but he endured it.
That’s roughly 5 seconds.
“huh?”
Woojin tilted his head. The shame that had exploded also faded. The reason was simple.
“Isn’t this… okay?”
Because his acting on the phone wasn’t bad. Of course, there was still awkwardness.
but.
“Are you doing well? Why am I good at it?”
It wasn’t an acting skill that was embarrassing or embarrassing. for a while too. Let’s get to the part in the cell phone where you get stabbed by something and scream evil.
“Wa-san, are you cool?”
Kang Woo-jin unknowingly admired it. is this the real me? Of course, he didn’t know a thing about acting, so there’s no standard to say, but as a viewer, the person in the video was amazing enough.
Kang Woo-jin falls in love with the video. At this point, he suddenly realized.
“Wasn’t I unseemly?”
A level where you don’t need to embarrass yourself or kick the blanket.
‘Yeah, now that I think about it, I was in a bit of a trance at the time, wasn’t it?’
There was no spirit, and the brain function was slow. In addition, Woojin did not know the clear standard of ‘acting well’. Even if everyone says it’s a godlike performance, if you conclude that it’s trash, that’s it. Yesterday’s Kang Woo-jin was just like that.
That’s why acting is evaluated by others.
However, Kang Woo-jin ran as soon as he finished acting out of exploding shame. No, he ran away. Woojin, who had calmed down a bit at this point, remembered yesterday.
‘My smoke came out. If we set it as a standard?’
All the black histories that had been forcibly erased seemed new. The questions asked by the three judges were all out of shock, not courtesy. The same goes for the ‘Super Actor’ PD.
“wait for a sec. Then my first pass was not for laughing matter- I passed with real acting.”
Everyone I met yesterday fell in love with Kang Woo-jin’s acting. It was such a conclusion. this moment.
“Ah, sir.”
Kang Woo-jin covered his face with one hand. Because the terrible concept that I showed all day yesterday came to my mind. Pretending to be solemn, pretending to be strong, bluffing, etc.
“I’ll turn.”
At the time, it was a smoke screen to hide embarrassingness, but now it seems to have encouraged arrogance.
“I thought Ozzie was a crazy skill.”
Acting power top predator or monster genius actor. It was enough to cause misunderstandings that such a guy even stabbed his self-esteem to the sky. Kang Woo-jin’s sigh was mostly true. However, the snowball of misunderstanding has already begun to roll. at a fairly high speed.
Of course, Kang Woo-jin, the person involved, did not know.
Then.
“How are you?”
Kang Woo-jin, reciting moderately, gave an answer at once.
“These are people you won’t see again, so you don’t have to worry about them.”
What I need to focus on right now is the other side.
“Anyway, I can go into sub-space or Nabal, and I can have a role in the work.”
Kang Woo-jin could show the ‘frightened man’ of yesterday even right now. A sensation that seems to be stored in the brain. Soon, Woojin crossed his arms and looked at the script next to him without saying a word.
To be precise, the black rectangle next to the script.
“·······”
What he murmured softly was the following.
“It’s just nonsense. Instead of walking in Australia, should I try to become an actor?”
It was at this time.
– Woo-woo, woo-woo.
The cell phone in my hand spat out a long vibration. It was a phone call and there was an unknown number on the screen. Thanks to that, Kang Woo-jin carelessly sticks his cellphone to his ear.
“Yes, hello.”
A man’s voice was heard over the phone.
“Mr. Kang Woo-jin. I’m PD Song Man-woo, remember? I sat in the middle of the judges’ table.”
“Oh, you have a beard.”
The opponent was Song Man-woo PD.
“Hahaha, that’s right. Other than that, can I meet you? As soon as possible.”
me? why? Kang Woo-jin, who frowned at the moment, cleared his throat slightly with a sigh. She then answered in a very low tone.
“I think the order is to tell us the reason first.”
Because I had to keep the concept quality.
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