Who do you like best? (3)
After Wonson was installed as Crown Prince, the king’s health deteriorated day by day.
Most of the state affairs were already handled by the crown prince, and even if the king passed away immediately, the hereditary succession was solid without any problems.
Only the throne had not been handed over, and it was already in the era of the crown prince’s reign.
The crown prince’s healthy appearance made the prince nervous day by day.
To hide his ambition, he had long disguised himself as a darling, but after the installation of the crown prince, he often fell into great disappointment and spent days soaked in alcohol.
-Thank you, the more you are like this, the more you have to be patient and be patient.
-Can I really be a king? Do I really see a way to live?
The complexion of the great army, reflected through the flickering candlelight, was like a commander who had fled after a crushing defeat.
-Everything I prepared to kill my older brother turned into nullity.
The protection of the national treasure was like an ironclad iron.
Most opportunities are gone before you even try your hand at them.
As the king’s illness deepened, it was impossible to even make a gap at all.
– It is now impossible to try to do something to your brother with abusive behavior.
-However, Grandmaster, the heavenly fortune for the Grandmaster has not yet opened.
-What is heavenly luck for me? Shouldn’t I also know that in advance?
– The seat of the queen and princess has been vacant for a long time in this country. Please remember that.
Daegun was awake and looked at Han’s shaman.
-Hey, that means… … ?
-Please be patient while waiting for the right time, Grand Master.
* * *
“really? A 22-year-old kid? How.”
“What did I say? Because that’s not the kind of skin that can come out with baby face.”
“The voice and atmosphere were so serious that I thought I was just an actor. How can a 22-year-old act with such depth?”
A flower arrangement class run by members.
Lee Jung-suk pretended to be indifferent and cut the stems, but her ears were wide open to the chatter of the Gangnam wives.
‘These days, everywhere we go, it’s all about our son.’
“Do you know that you entered Korea University at the age of 17?”
“really?”
“Because it is.”
Gangnam wives who enjoy pretending to be classy and elegant, wrapped around luxury goods wherever they go.
Wives in their 40s and 50s who used to quietly reject drama or celebrity-related gossip, calling them vulgar, these days only talked about their sons.
“Oh my, how. That face, that hair, that academic background, even his acting skills. He really is a man who has everything. Do you have a girlfriend?”
“I looked into it a little, but they say they don’t have any dating experience at all because they only study.”
“Really? I covet it as a son-in-law.”
“These days, wives with daughters in their teens and 20s are in a frenzy about recognizing the pimps connected to their families.”
“Still, I think being a teenager is too much.”
“No. You can just get engaged beforehand and have a ceremony when you get older. I’m only twenty-two.”
‘What’s up? I heard someone would accept me as a daughter-in-law?’
“I’m 22, and I heard that I’m in the 4th year after completing my military service. They said they were graduating early after finishing this first semester.”
“Wow, that’s great. Then, if I do well, can I become a professor at Hankuk University in my late 20s?”
“The professor says it’s as good as picking it up. There is a famous professor named Lee Se-jong, whom even the president of Korea University has trouble with. I know a little bit well because I have a deep solidarity with my husband’s company.”
“Are you a famous professor?”
“He graduated from the California Institute of Technology, but he must be very famous in the academic world. They say he gave up his tenured professorship, came to Korea, and spent the rest of his life raising younger students.”
“California Institute of Technology? Is it a famous place?”
Lee Jung-suk tried to manage her expression to hold back the laughter that was about to explode.
Still, Gangnam wives in their 30s and early 40s know as much as they want to educate their children, but wives of this age can pretend to be elegant… … .
“I heard that I received 4.8 billion won in total appearance fee for only one work. You work for 3 months and receive 4.8 billion, 4.8 billion!”
“Oh, that’s enough for a celebrity to do.”
A perfect son-in-law who has everything from brains to looks, academic background, fame, connections, and even wealth.
Isn’t it a big fish that can’t even be compared to the 3th generation chaebol.
“But Mrs. Lee Jung-sook doesn’t say a word.”
“I don’t watch TV.”
Lee Jeong-suk raised the bridge of his nose appropriately.
If you go too far, it can cause a sense of resentment.
“Take a look. Will you like Mrs. Lee Jung-sook?”
“Doesn’t Jung-sook unnie also have a daughter? I would be tempted to see it. If you put it as a daughter’s husband, it won’t be that cool.”
“… … .”
At this moment, the wives were unaware of the physiological rejection psychology that bloomed like magic inside Lee Jung-sook.
“But I never knew historical dramas could be this much fun.”
“It’s not that historical dramas are fun, isn’t Daegun fun? It’s a great face, and the acting does everything.”
“Right, right. My son-in-law does everything.”
“What do you say? Is it our son-in-law?”
“I heard that you have lived in Gangnam all along, is there really no matchmaker connected to your family… … .”
After the flower arranging class, Lee Jeong-suk headed to the Gangnam housewives social club.
Originally, they were social clubs that I just signed up for and didn’t go to often, but these days I go diligently without missing a day.
“Oh, Mrs. Lee Jung-sook. Are you here today? It’s so nice to see you often these days.”
“After my husband’s overseas dispatch, I came back to Korea, so I noticed that I was only at home.”
“By the way, did you watch the drama yesterday?”
“I don’t watch that TV.”
“Right, right. But be sure to check out the bottom line. It’s just a frenzy that the lead actor there is now the best son-in-law among the wives in Gangnam… … .”
Praise your son wherever you go.
I didn’t feel tired at all even if I sold my feet all day to see my wives.
* * *
[Actor Jeong Seo-hoon, hello.
My name is Choi Hong-rae, who directed ＜Eve’s Hairpin＞, ＜Gwolwi＞, and ＜Then We Are＞.
I wanted to ask for it several times because of the appearance, but it was not easy to get in contact with me, so after getting to know the contact information like this, I send a text message.
Could you please give me some time? If you tell me a comfortable time and place anytime, anywhere, I will find it myself.
Answers I’ll wait. thank you.
PS: I had a good time watching Illy Girl, Sujanggo, and Haguk-sang, and I’m watching it.]
“I got this text. Is that you?”
Jung Soo-ryun accepted the phone and laughed.
“Still, it is extraordinary. You don’t ask who I am anymore.”
“It’s been a few months since I’ve had an actor jjambab. I put everything I can know from reading the data.”
Jeong Seo-hun tapped his hair with his fingers and said.
“Fans need to see this arrogant figure. not. If you see something like this, you might wake up feeling better.”
Jung Soo-ryun, who checked the phone number and text message, nodded and returned it.
“Director Choi Hong-rae is right. Why are you hungry? But I heard that a new work will be started right after the drama ends?”
“I haven’t even drawn up the articles of incorporation of the production company yet. There is only the script and me. I know what time the production will go.”
“Still, if the three of you, Song PD-nim, writer Kim Sang-hee, and you get together again, you’ll fit right in. Broadcasting stations will also push out programming and make room for schedules.”
“I saw this person’s recent productions, and they were okay. I politely came all the way to Seonmun, but I still have to see you.”
“Well, that’s a good attitude.”
“Since we’re meeting today, noona, get ready to leave now.”
“What now?”
Jeong Seo-hoon called right on the spot, and the call ended in less than 30 seconds.
“I’m leaving now. Get ready.”
“It’s not like roasting beans with lightning, what the hell is unfair about life… … .”
Jeong Su-ryun grumbled and prepared to go out.
* * *
Director Choi Hong-rae was a tall and rugged figure.
If you didn’t know, you might have misunderstood that he was an impressionist actor specializing in gangsters.
In fact, it was a case of him seeing the light as a director after playing a supporting villain role.
“This time, I decided to produce a 6-episode crime action drama on Net Prime. The script was already out. But when our writer saw the drama, he said he would have to overturn the script. Until then, I didn’t know actor Jeong Seo-hoon at all.”
Jeong Su-ryun muttered to herself, ‘There is another person like Kim Sang-hee somewhere else.’
“You don’t know how hard it was to convince him to replace actor Jeong Seo-hoon as the main villain and to revise the script accordingly.”
Jeong Su-ryun answered instead of her brother.
“I guess so. How do you get rid of an already established actor? It’s not a common sense.”
“Oh, that’s not the case, because there is no main villain in this work. It is an omnibus with a protagonist-centered narrative structure in which a total of three villains are defeated by the protagonist one after another.”
“Oh, then the story will be completely different.”
“Because we are completely overhauling the script, we have to go through the net prime investment review again, and that’s not quite the case.”
Choi Hong-rae’s request was to play the villain who will finish the last episode 6.
“Actor Jung’s actual shooting period will not exceed a maximum of three weeks. All treatment, including appearance fees, will be S-class.”
“When do you start filming?”
“It is scheduled to start in May.”
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No matter how late it is, by then the filming will have already been completed, so the schedule is perfect.
Jeong Seo-hoon, who read the script in an instant, made a decision on the spot.
“I will appear.”
“thank you. Then we will make a formal appearance contract and see you again.”
I didn’t call Ha Tae-soo because I was in a hurry.
The brother and sister went home in a Volvo with a domestic emblem that their father bought them a while ago.
“Are you quite addicted to appearing? I can’t bear to take a break, so I’m going to start working on another project.”
“Even if I run like crazy, it’s hard to appear in even three films in a year. So, even if it’s a single appearance, you have to appear every single time.”
“People say that you are diligent if you consistently do one or two dramas or movies a year. Three in a year is too over.”
“I think I want to do 5 in a year?”
“Are you really addicted? However, there is no such thing as a prolific factory manager award. Are you okay with graduation?”
“No problem.”
The strengthened body does not easily feel physical fatigue. Even if you get drunk, if you wake up after a little sleep, you will be detoxified before you know it.
Jeong Seo-hoon recalled the feel of the blast button he had to press in order to incinerate civilians.
It reminded me of the feeling that the hard touch matched so clearly with the feeling of choking my little nephew.
‘You did the right thing as a soldier. This is the nation’s reward.’
‘Isn’t that what you wanted so desperately?’
‘Or is this not enough?’
The voices of Daewonsu and Daegun in the mirror overlap and even give the illusion of resonance.
‘Acting… … I want to be an actor.’
When he said that, which one was he closer to, Rashid or Jeong Seo-hoon?
Jeong Seo-hoon chewed his lips carefully while holding the steering wheel.
‘I wish I could freely enter there whenever I want.’
At first, I stood in front of the camera to relieve Rashid’s longing for the world.
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Now, the longing for acting itself makes the world even more craving.
While suffering the emotional wear and tear caused by it, on the other hand, he finds himself struggling with how to reflect this pain in his acting.
“I want to appear in as many productions as possible. Even a month of hiatus is a waste.”
“If you had studied like that, I would have chosen Korea University, whether it was MIT or Caltech.”
“I did not know? They both got accepted a long time ago, but my dad was against it. It is difficult to live in a foreign country at such a young age.”
“Oh, f*ck. I would have been happier living without knowing.”
* * *
Sejong Lee happily read the thesis.
The thesis that Jeong Seo-hoon submitted as a semester course was very good. Most master’s thesis will not be better than this.
He headed to the student who was waiting in the professor’s office to deliver the good news.
When I open the door to the professor’s room and enter, I see Jeong Seo-hoon sitting on the sofa from the back.
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No matter what he was so passionate about, he didn’t even move when he got close to him.
When I checked it out, I was looking through the brutal war photos.
Soldiers torn apart by artillery shells, civilians who died from gas poisoning and blisters, and children who managed to crawl on their legs bleeding from mines… … .
Jeong Seo-hoon’s profile, which kept his eyes on him, was very unfamiliar.
The shy, humble and good-hearted disciple he knew was nowhere to be found.
The uneasiness he felt for an instant, and Lee Se-jong, feeling displeasure again, cleared his throat.
“Jung. I’ve read all the papers you submitted.”
At that moment, something covering the disciple’s exterior disappeared, and the eyes of the shy, humble and kind disciple he knew well looked back.
“Ah, Professor. Sorry. I’m just concentrating for a moment.”
“Are you studying acting?”
“Similar.”
“I’m a little sorry. Jung, it feels like you have been completely taken over by the entertainment industry.”
“Professor, I have something to tell you.”
When Jeong Seo-hoon closed the laptop screen and spoke, Lee Se-jong smiled benevolently and broke into a cold sweat.
I’m afraid those serious eyes might say that I’m giving up on being a doctor.
So somehow, until now, I’ve been gently soothing and blocking it… … .
“no. don’t tell What I did after being taken away from the entertainment industry was just a mistake… … .”
“I plan to go to graduate school right after graduating this semester.”
“yes?”
Lee Se-jong quickly took off his embarrassment and treated the student with a gentle smile.
“Of course, you’re going to do it with a combined master’s and doctoral degree, right?”