Even if you come, I won’t go (2)
Around the time the evening sun went down, Jeong Seo-hoon was riding on the road in a van.
The destination was Yeouido Conrad Hotel, because I was invited to dinner by director Jim.
When Jeong Seo-hoon got off at the entrance of the parking lot lobby, the staff recognized him and was startled.
However, like a well-educated hotelier, he greeted me with a smile instead of expressing himself.
“Welcome to. There might be some confusion in the hotel, so can we escort you personally?”
“thank you.”
Ha Tae-soo, who parked his van in the ground parking space, quickly followed.
As soon as you enter the lobby on the first floor with a high ceiling, visitors recognize you and make a fuss.
When three male hoteliers quickly caught up and formed a camp like bodyguards, those who tried to talk gave up.
“I hope you have a pleasant visit.”
The escort was only up until the elevator ride, but it was enough to prevent cumbersome access.
When I press the 37th floor, the elevator goes up quickly and without a sound.
As if the news had been delivered, the restaurant manager was waiting politely in front of the elevator.
“I’ll take you this way.”
“I have a group. You made a reservation under the name Jim.”
“Ah, it is him. Let me guide you.”
Director Jim was relaxing at a table by the window with a view, listening to music.
As Jeong Seo-hoon approached, director Jim stood up and asked for a handshake with a big smile.
“Mr. Jung, welcome. The Porterhouse Steak here is very good. I think they cook better than in my hometown. Try it.”
“I look forward to it.”
Ha Tae-soo, who could not participate in the conversation, was talking intensely with his eyes. please make an appearance please.
Shortly after Jeong Seo-hoon sat down, the menus started appearing.
A large bone-in steak blazes on a tableside cart.
When the flames died down completely, the server placed the steak in the center of the table.
The menu wasn’t all that.
Abalone, crayfish, pasta, tenderloin steak, and other delicious-looking dishes filled the table.
“Isn’t that too much?”
“I picked out all the ones that looked delicious in case the steak wouldn’t suit my taste.”
Alcohol came to Jung Seo-hoon as a choice.
Jeong Seo-hoon chose the right wine, and a male sommelier in a calm atmosphere brought a bottle and introduced it, then opened it.
Against the background of the dazzling lights of the city, encroached by the night view, a dinner with good alcohol began.
“I came all the way here, surprised by the rejection that seemed to have been cut without confirming any conditions and leaving no room for negotiation.”
“I’m sorry, but my opinion has not changed.”
“I don’t understand. I am proud of my reputation, and this film costs more than 300 million dollars in pure production alone.”
Director Jim asked after guzzling down a glass of wine, perhaps feeling thirsty.
“Are you not satisfied with the role? However, the role I proposed is also a supporting role-level villain that gives a strong image in the beginning in its own way.”
“First, let me clear up the misunderstanding. It’s not that I didn’t like the role. Rather, I think it is a good role that makes me want to try it.”
“But why…”
“Because I have no reason to work in Hollywood.”
Jeong Seo-hoon’s acting is neither for fame nor for fame.
At first, I started because I could see the world I missed in front of the camera again.
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Now, I am immersed in the charm of the acting itself, and I want to remove the veil of secrecy embracing the mysterious scenery that the power of the lens shows.
I came all the way to graduate school to solve the mystery of the comet, the source of all these mysteries and powers.
Smoke and comet, those two have become everything in life that neither of them can give up.
“Because I can do the acting I want to do here, not in Hollywood.”
Rather, in Hollywood, no, in foreign countries, the purpose of approaching the comet is hindered.
The explanation to Ha Tae-soo that he refused because of his rap life was perfectly sincere.
* * *
Today, the atmosphere in Sejong Lee’s lab was exceptionally brighter and more friendly than usual.
Fan slaves, unaware that they were bound by invisible chains, walked around with smiles on their faces all day.
This is because there was a tremendous slope that penetrated all of the non-laps.
“No. 1.”
“Finally number one.”
“That’s double first place.”
“Ah, if every day were like today.”
Gearco, it was because ＜Hajj: The King’s Uncle＞ and ＜The Hunter: Demon Hunter＞ ranked first and second on Net Prime Global.
Overseas viewers who enjoyed watching Korean zombie historical dramas, but felt unfamiliar with the traditional historical drama atmosphere of Ha-geuk-sang and left at the beginning.
After seeing The Hunter, they re-challenged the lower pole again, and the lower pole finally rose to first place.
Viewers who watched the drama were introduced to The Hunter because it was Jeong Seo-hoon’s latest drama, and fell in love with Choi Hong-rae’s noir atmosphere and Oh Jun-ho’s and Jeong Seo-hoon’s chemistry.
As a result, the first place was taken by the lower extreme, and the second place was taken by the hunter, and in B-Lab, it was called ‘double first place’ and made a fuss.
“Look at this, look at this! It’s a big deal! Hyukkisang has been pushed to the 2nd place! oh my god! Ugh!”
“At that time, you just have to be happy saying that The Hunter has risen to number one. Follow the example of the umbrella seller and the straw shoe seller.”
Wise fans liked that The Hunter did well when the lower part was pushed back, and were happy that the lower level had risen when the Hunter was sluggish.
“It’s a ramp, it’s a ramp.”
“It’s such a nice day, why don’t we have a dinner party?”
“It’s good for us, but it has nothing to do with rapping.”
“Why don’t you care? The Crown Prince, who will inherit our rap, has achieved the global double number one. A double gold medal!”
“This is the slope of the rap. I will decline any rebuttal.”
Thanks to that, even senior students with master’s and doctoral degrees who hadn’t watched the drama at all came to know about the double congratulations that came to Jeong Seo-hoon.
Kim Yoon-hee, a sleazy 2nd year doctoral student, had been experiencing a great conflict from the beginning due to the active propagation of first-year master’s students.
“Is this so much fun?”
“It’s so much fun, oh my gosh!”
“I also drove an illy girl after midterm exams in 4th grade, and it was really fun. Acting as a murderer for our imperial prince is no joke.”
Kim Yoon-hee muttered to herself.
‘What’s the rap atmosphere like these days…’
Aren’t first-year master’s students washing their hair and taking a shower every day? Isn’t it a little laugh every now and then in the quiet laboratory?
The atmosphere that I haven’t experienced in the past few years is just embarrassing.
‘Even when I was an undergraduate, it wasn’t like this. Even back then, Seo-hoon was in and out of rap.’
Even in the past, there were many female seniors who were conscious of Jeong Seo-hoon, but they couldn’t approach him recklessly and it ended there.
What has changed since then is the increased recognition as a top star.
“By the way, senior, how was our bachelor undergraduate days? Before I go to the army.”
When Park Yeo-jin, who graduated from the Department of Chemical Engineering, asked, Yoon-hee Kim, as well as a handful of first-year master’s graduates from the Department of Electrical Engineering, hardened their complexions as well.
Only those from other schools, who accounted for the majority of the fan slaves, were puzzled.
Yunhee Kim let out a sigh.
“It was a tree that could not be climbed, and should not be climbed.”
“Yes?”
“When I was in the third year, Seo Hoon entered the school. At that time, the real department was buzzing. A 17-year-old from a science high school entered the school as the top student.”
You and I all came from the first place in the school, but Jung Seo-hoon was much higher than them.
‘Isn’t it better to just go to Caltech or MIT?’
‘Both were accepted, but it’s just a deal with our school.’
‘Why? Can’t you speak English?’
‘I took a sneak peek at the interview, but I heard it’s native level?’
‘I guess I was a little worried about exporting to foreign countries because I was young.’
“Anyway, since he was a freshman, everyone in the department didn’t know Seohun Jeong.”
“Wow. Also.”
It was not known about his family, but it was thanks to Lee Se-jong’s decision to lead as a doctor in advance, and his handsome face and tall body proportions that made him speechless.
Kim Yoon-hee remembered Jeong Seo-hoon, who stood out alone whenever and wherever there was an entire department event.
I don’t know how many female students in the department let out a sigh whenever they saw him.
“How much the seniors Seo Hoon fell for the first time saw and tore their hair out when they found out he was a minor, do you guys from other schools know the pain of the past?”
Female fan slaves in their first year of electrical engineering sighed as if they were sympathetic.
“Sister, that’s right…”
“When I entered the school, my bachelor was a senior in the second year, but I couldn’t really talk to you. My student number is one year my junior, but my age is two years older.”
Kim Yoon-hee, a second-year doctoral student, asked in surprise.
“You two, were you from our undergraduate school?”
Just because they’re in the same department doesn’t mean they know all the names and faces. Even during the same period, there are many cases where we do not know each other, but seniors and juniors are even more so.
“You guys, then Seo Hoon is better…”
“Yes, I am a year younger than the bachelor and a 2-year-old sister.”
“No, but why do you always use honorific words for Seo Hoon? Doesn’t our department prioritize age over student number?”
One of them hesitated and answered.
“In front of the bachelor, I wanted to be just a fan rather than an older sister.”
“that’s right. Seo-hoon, no, I want to be compensated for those days when I couldn’t even talk to the bachelor.”
“Even after I went back to college, I couldn’t talk to you and just struggled with pain, but when I heard that you were appearing in a drama, I quickly looked for them all.”
“My bachelor’s degree went into graduate school in the second semester, so I quit the company I just joined and entered graduate school.”
Fan slaves from other departments muttered with shocked faces.
“This is the hidden past of the Electronic Engineering Department…”
Kim Hye-in, a first-year doctoral student who came out as a non-rapper and often leads fan slaves when Jeong Seo-hoon is not around, proudly, but somehow sadly laughed out loud.
“I’m only one year older than Bachelor, but I’m four years older. You guys are much better than me.”
“Yes? I’m older than you, so why do you call me a bachelor and use honorifics?”
“As long as you joined B-Rap, you are just a B-Rapper. I don’t want to be a senior in front of the bachelor anymore.”
A deep sigh broke out among fan slaves from other schools.
“Oh My God. What kind of genealogy is this…”
Kim Yoon-hee, a second-year doctoral student, smiled.
“When Seo Hoon was 19, he enlisted after the second semester. Until then, there was no one younger than Seo Hoon throughout the school year. How many people of the same age came in a year earlier?”
Kim Hye-in, a first-year doctoral student, received a message.
“Between seniors and juniors, I’m older and he’s a minor. It was an atmosphere where you could be buried for flirting with a handsome Mi-ja junior if you spoke the wrong way.”
“As expected, you are in the class of 17, so you know the atmosphere well.”
“Sure, sister. Since we are juniors older than us, if we spoke the wrong way, a small number of female classmates would say what to do with the handsome Mija sunbaenim.”
Kim Yoon-hee suddenly recalled the past and burst into laughter.
“Anyway, I couldn’t even talk to Seo Hoon because I was afraid of misunderstandings. You guys who can follow me around as much as I want are really happy.”
“sister······.”
“Ah, I envy you. It’s a good life to show off the feelings you like so much and follow them around. Oh, I really envy you.”
“Sister, can you?”
“Hey. If there is a female student in our department who has not been in unrequited love with Jeong Seo-hoon, ask him to come out. now i can say I can talk now!”
Yoonhee Kim, 2nd year Ph.D.
I am only one year older. But······.
“Until I graduated from undergraduate school, I hadn’t had a drink with Seo Hoon. why? Because it was a beauty! Everyone in the class of 16 was expecting Seo Hoon to invite us to our graduation ceremony, so now that we’re adults, we’ll just have a glass of beer, but he left the army as soon as he finished his 3rd year!”
Kim Yoon-hee’s eyes became moist as if the sad past had been revived.
“Illigirl……is that really fun?”
“Yes. Take a look, sister. You can watch it again on Net Prime.”
“it’s okay. In mourning for the young me who once had a crush on me…”
“The bachelor was a beauty.”
“I’ll buy a DVD and watch it quietly. And Hyein, see me later.”
Park Yeo-jin, a first-year master of fan slavery, hesitated and then spoke cautiously.
“Seniors. Later, when we see the Haksa again in the audio-visual room, may I invite you?”
Kim Yoon-hee nodded with a complicated smile that seemed sad and bright.
“Why didn’t you call me last time…?”
“sorry. I will make sure to take care of it in the future.”
* * *
[A bachelor’s degree has come to Conrad!]
-I went crazy and came to eat ㅠㅠㅠ I found a bachelor! But you’re with the director Jim who appeared in the last vlog?
– What is it? Are you supervising Jim?
– ㅁㅁ Awesome
– Could it be that the Bachelor entered Hollywood? pounding
– I guess not. If I had Hollywood in mind, I wouldn’t have gone to graduate school.
– I vote here too. Bachelor is so smart, there’s no way he wasn’t Hollywood conscious
-Even if a love call came, he had no intention of going there in the first place. Graduate school is proof of that.
-I’m sure you all have a wish.