Black Ops(3)
Some scenes, such as Hwang Kun-wook’s going to work, had to be re-shot.
The setting was changed to commuting in a Rolls-Royce Phantom, excluding the Mercedes convertible.
“Then, shall we give the Benz we received as a sponsorship to Yoo Jeong-ah or Cha Do-jin?”
At the question of assistant director Kim Hyeon-tae, Song Jeong-woo shook his head after thinking for a while.
“no. Give them both a McLaren and a Ferrari. Give the Lamborghini to Seohyun Lee.”
“… … Mr. Lee Seo-hyun appears as a graduate student, give me a Lamborghini?”
“Why, the Goddess of Engineering, a graduate student riding a Rambo, is overflowing with romance?”
“… … .”
“Si-yeon Woo, who plays Seo-hyun Lee, isn’t even a graduate student anyway.
“well. Viewers are likely to think that she is just the daughter of a wealthy family. Then what about the Bugatti?”
“It should be used as a subcar for Professor Hwang Kun-wook. Rolls-Royce Phantom for business, Bugatti for private schedules. It’s just the right balance.”
“Come to think of it, subcars are much more expensive than daily cars.”
“yes? Wasn’t the Phantom the most expensive?”
“Yes. The Bugatti will outperform the Phantom many times over.”
“Ooh, I have to be really careful with it. I couldn’t give it to an actor other than Seo Hoon in the first place.”
What if an actor gets a scratch on his car while driving?
Only the heir whom the professor cherishes will be able to survive the damages attack.
“Then what should I do with the rest of the Mercedes cars sponsored?”
Still, it is a drama in which top stars such as Jeong Seo-hoon appear one after another in ambitious works by Song Jeong-woo and Kim Sang-hee, and Mercedes-Benz sponsored a total of 6 high-end models.
The fact that Jeong Seo-hoon personally rode a Mercedes-Benz sprinter also helped smooth sponsorship.
“Let’s give one to Chae Ji-hyeon, Han Seo-rin, and Lim Seo-rin.”
“Excluding Chae Ji-hyun, two of them are undergraduates, and they drive a car worth over 200 million won. Wouldn’t viewers say it was unrealistic?”
“The era of dragons in Gaecheon is over. These days, Korean universities are full of kids from wealthy families.”
“It turns around and turns around, so it becomes a historical evidence.”
“Originally, if you think something doesn’t make sense, that’s all historical research, historical research. Look at Professor Sejong Lee. You have hundreds of millions, billions of cars lined up. Professor Hwang Kun-wook from the United States riding a Bugatti in a Phantom, is this a historical fact?”
“Come to think of it, Professor Hwang Kun-wook is positioning as the younger version of Professor Lee Se-jong.”
So we went into reshooting some scenes, but a problem arose.
“Because it is a Phantom, a driver must drive it. That’s the car the owner rides in the back seat.”
Kim Sang-hee’s point was flawlessly valid, and Song Jeong-woo was in trouble.
“I have to get another driver role for this one. Should I just postpone the reshoots for later? Get a small role, wait, and when are you doing it?”
At that time, Jeong Seo-hoon sneaked in.
“It’s a role that doesn’t need an ambassador anyway, right? How about Tae-soo hyung try it?”
“Seohun, are you the manager?”
“Yes. He is also good at driving large cars, so you can trust him and leave the steering wheel to him.”
“Hey. wait for a sec. Ask me to appear as a knight?”
Ha Tae-soo waved his hand in embarrassment and stepped out, and Song Jeong-woo stroked his chin and became serious.
“but… … The Phantom is not easy to drive because its overall width and height are too large. I think the minors will feel burdened too. Mr. Ha Tae-soo is also a good sprinter, so I don’t think you need to worry about driving at all.”
“Hey, PD. Even though I’m confident in driving, my acting is pretty bad. Please look.”
“Ah, Ha Tae-soo. A true manager stands in front of the camera along with the actors. Why would you turn down this fun opportunity?”
“It’s embarrassing… … .”
“I’ll match the fee for a supporting role, so just do it. Rather than just watching Seo Hoon’s acting, isn’t it a business where you can drive with him a few times and make 800?”
The embarrassment in Ha Tae-soo’s eyes quickly withered.
“Pa, eight hundred?”
“I’ll give you fifty per synagogue, eight hundred in total. Do you know that the performance fee comes in every time you return later or three times?”
“Are you serious? An appearance fee?”
“I don’t joke with money. Seo Hoon knows best.”
Jeong Seo-hoon nodded as if he agreed.
“When I went to the broadcasting station for the first time with my sister’s help, she said she would give you 200 if you audition for free.”
“Ah, I remember that.”
“Try it. It will be a good experience. Later, after filming variety shows, the manager will eventually show his face, but from now on, you have to get used to the fans.”
“All right. I’ll do it.”
Thus, the problem of casting the driver was easily solved on the spot.
Ha Tae-soo always brought a change of clothes for sprinters, and there was a suit among them.
After putting on makeup and wearing white gloves, he became a young driver from a wealthy family.
“It suits you well. Now let’s move to the starting point.”
A scene running from outside the main gate of the school on a winding road to the Institute of Engineering.
Ha Tae-soo had to go back and forth a total of two times.
This is because the aerial filming was done once with a drone, and the other time was filmed horizontally with a filming car attached to the front and back.
When filming in the sky, there shouldn’t be a picture of the car sticking back and forth.
Jeong Seo-hun, who went to work for the first time in a Rolls-Royce Phantom, gets out of the car and casually enters the building.
The driver, Ha Tae-soo, also gets out of the car smoothly without getting out of the car.
Song Jeong-woo, who was monitoring, admired it.
“Hey, just changing a car makes the picture so different, so different.”
“It’s not just one car. Why does the Fast & Furious series have such an impact every time? It’s also a big stake that the cars that are dope come out without a break.”
“Ah, I know very well. How important props are to the visuals. Still, directing is my main job.”
“I put all the scenes of the main characters going to work and going to school at the beginning of the first episode.”
“I’m going to do that anyway.”
So Song Jung-woo filmed all the scenes where the main actors rode supercars such as McLaren and Ferrari to work and school.
I also filmed supporting undergraduate students riding to school in a two-seater Mercedes.
“When editing, start with the Benz, raise the grade step by step, and show the Phantom at the end.”
It seems clear to the eye.
It is the eyes widening at the scale of sponsorship, which is difficult to see on a drama scale.
‘How much did you spend on the production of this drama?’
‘I heard that engineering college tuition is very expensive these days, but it seems that only really rich kids go to engineering school.’
‘I heard that engineering professors make a lot of money, so I guess that’s true.’
I am confident in the visuals of the gorgeous actors, but the overwhelming feeling of the size of the set will be great as it is filmed against the background of a research lab at a top university.
In many ways, it will be a large scale that is difficult to see in home dramas.
“Nangmang Engineering Lab… … .”
Song Jung-woo, who was absorbed in directing ideas, suddenly mumbled, and Kim Sang-hee received it as promised.
“It is a graduate school full of gorgeous dreams and handsome seniors and juniors. A Seoul National University laboratory that exists only in dramas, not in reality.”
“But looking at Hankuk University here, I also think that Seoul University doesn’t necessarily exist only in drama fiction.”
“I often think about that when I look at Seo Hoon and the people around me. How can there be people like that in real life? I do.”
* * *
‘It’s the 82nd hour.’
After quietly washing his face, Jeong Seo-hoon glanced at his watch.
I haven’t slept for 82 hours.
It is normal for a normal person to have a headache or fainting.
However, the body is not tired at all, the vision is bright and clear, and the head is as clear as a semiconductor washed with ultrapure water.
Jeong Seo-hoon was currently measuring the physical limits of his body.
‘I want to measure my strength properly.’
Even lifting a barbell weighing more than 300 kg overhead did not require any strength at all.
You’ll have to leave the house and go to the gym to measure more than that, but you can’t do such a test in a public place. Pointless attention is the specification.
I am not worried that the National Forensic Service or spy agency will secretly find me, and it is a good long-term investment to hide features that do not need to be revealed.
I couldn’t measure the limit of strength, and the limit of physical strength has been checked for over 3 days now.
‘In case you don’t know, you’d better pay attention to things like health checkups. You never know what data will come out.’
Increases superhuman strength, increases stamina, and heals wounds quickly. When necessary, the senses can be concentrated as if time is accelerated.
‘What is the purpose of the comet changing me like this?’
‘Does the purpose exist?’
‘Isn’t it just causing phenomena without a reason?’
Jeong Seo-hun breathed in the early morning air and watched the foot of the mountain where the access restriction line was drawn.
‘Either the comet didn’t move, or something like trace fragments that couldn’t be moved are clearly left there.’
The strengthening of the body, synchronization with the world of Rashid, and the visual landscape and auditory waves shown by the power of the lens.
I want to reach the cause as soon as possible.
I want to confirm everything, why I chose myself, and whether it was just a coincidence in the process of action.
Suddenly, voices come to mind.
– Lieutenant, what are you going to do when you get discharged?
– What will the lieutenant colonel do when the war is over?
-Commander, have you thought about what you will eat after the war? If you only believe in pensions, you’ll get a big nose job.
Rashid always gave the same answer.
‘Do you remember? When I took my first long vacation in years and took a few months off from the rear. At that time, I enjoyed watching plays every night.’
‘I don’t remember any of the contents, but the experience of being immersed in it as if possessed and then being erased in an instant was as vivid as the experience.’
‘At least for that moment, I was able to forget for a moment the lives that died on the frontlines, the enemies I killed, and the comrades I couldn’t protect… … .’
sleep comes
It wasn’t that drowsiness was overtaking it, but that sleep itself was really approaching.
It is not that the body has reached its limits.
Rather, it feels like we are handing out an invitation again in Rashid’s world.
Jeong Seo-hoon smiled at his wet face reflected in the mirror.
‘What? Every time I take you out of nowhere without permission, why do you come out like this gentlemanly?’
how will we do it.
Jeong Seo-hoon, who enjoyed the mischievous worries, decided to accept the invitation.
Wiping his face dry, he lay down on a latex mattress with an arm pillow.
The moment he checked the time and closed his eyes, the invisible invitee politely pulled his consciousness far away.
* * *
The war was stopped like a lie.
The blitzkrieg of the peace treaty between the two countries shocked both soldiers who were shedding blood in the firing line.
Soldiers cried, cheered, and mourned the sacrifices they had made so far, wondering if the war was really over and that they could go home now.
Rashid, who was promoted to brigadier general, went back to the previous resort instead of his hometown where no one was waiting.
Hiding the name of a war hero, he joined a small theater company and learned drama from the bottom up.
After working on the basics for a full year, Rashid was finally able to stand on stage.
He was just a nameless soldier 1 dead in a corner, without a single line of dialogue and without a chance to catch the attention of the audience.
However, even with all the moments he had been active on the battlefield, it couldn’t compare to the feeling of satisfaction that lasted only a few seconds.
And half a year later.
Rashid, who had always played dead corpse props or immobile guards, took on a moving minor role for the first time.
A drunken passer-by without a name or lines, just singing a song as if making a lot of noise.
Even so, Rashid kept his mind clean, revisiting his movements on stage over and over again and constantly drawing scenes in his mind.
But he couldn’t stand on stage.
Old men came to visit him.
“Commander, the order to return has been issued.”
What was Rashid’s face like in the pupils of his subordinate who struggled to speak?
Jeong Seo-hoon wanted to see it like crazy. But the projected image was too small for him to see.
The official letter sent by the commander-in-chief of the Empire contained only one short line.
[Now the country needs a great war hero.]
A fresh roar broke the brief peace.
The Armistice Treaty was crumpled like a piece of tissue paper, and war broke out again.
* * *
The invitation from the invisible world politely returned Jeong Seo-hoon’s consciousness.
The time elapsed so far was only a few dozen seconds.
Jeong Seo-hoon, who jumped up, shook his shoulders.
Rashid’s heart synchronized at the last moment, it was a terrible thirst.
To quench his thirst, Jeong Seo-hoon frantically took out the script and read it.
All the scripts, including Illegal, Sujanggo, Haeuksang, The Hunter, and this drama.
I kept all the lines, fingerprints, and dots in my head, but that wasn’t enough to quench this terrible thirst.
Like an addict, he frantically flipped through the script and read the letters.
Shaking his fingers, he turned over the paper and swept the collection of letters into the glass.
The moment I turned over the last script book, the thirst that had clung to me like a chill finally subsided to some extent.
While resting on my forehead, where the residual heat hadn’t cooled down, I found a notice that came 10 minutes ago.
Yoo Jeong-ah
What are you doing? It’s early morning but I can’t sleep and I’m bored
When I call, it rings six times and is answered.
It’s the right delay to clear your throat and appeal that you didn’t wait for your contact.
– Didn’t you sleep? I didn’t expect you to reply at this hour.
“Do you want to practice the script? On the phone now.”
– Oh, script practice over the phone?
Yoo Jung-ah, who was a little embarrassed, answered in a bright voice.
-Yes. I can’t sleep, but it’s fine. Let’s practice the script together.
three hours? four hours? maybe more?
Jeong Seo-hoon and Yoo Jeong-ah practiced the script all night over the phone.
While exchanging lines for the drama currently being filmed, Lee Jin-wook and Hwang Seon-hye from Illy Girl briefly went back to being prosecutors, and Yoo Jung-ah took the place of Chae Ji-hyun from Sujanggo.
Also, during ‘The Hunter’, he immersed himself in his role and improvised the push of sticky love between Yoon Se-hyun and Choi Ye-joo.
Yoo Jung-ah did not want to hang up the phone, but eventually surrendered in front of the pouring drowsiness.
– It was so good. We practice this often, we.
“I… … It was good.”
Jeong Seo-hoon slowly calmed down his breathing.
My face is reflected on the screen of the phone where the light is turned off.
There was Rashid’s expression that he had longed to see so much, accepting the order.