splendid ending (1)
After the filming was over, Jeong Seo-hoon and Oh Tae-woo quietly left the scene in a van. He moved so secretly that his fellow actors and crew didn’t notice at all.
Upon arriving at the Seoul Arts Center, the two each put on a mask.
“Even if Seo Hoon wears a mask, it is too obvious that he is a celebrity. It’s going to be a headache in my daily life.”
“It’s easier for the detective to recognize you than for me.”
Oh Tae-woo, who was 2 meters tall, stood out more than Jeong Seo-hoon in a sense.
“I’d have to do well to become an athlete and move on. It’s a short-lived hobby, so how can you be like Seo Hoon?”
“These days, detective, what a rapidly rising blue chip stock you are. You should be more careful, detective than me. The face is covered by a mask, but the height and atmosphere are not easy.”
Ha Tae-soo, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, clicked his tongue and looked back.
“You two, I don’t care if you stand out more now or I stand out more. If the two of you move together, you can’t even take it off and you’re a black professor.”
“Black Professor? What else is that? Seo Hoon, did you fall or something?”
“It is a combination of black agent and professor. It’s a group name created by fans with the chemistry between the two of them. Unless you’re wearing a doll mask, you have to wear a mask every day. If you two go together, anyone can see that it’s a combination of Jeong Seo-hoon and Oh Tae-woo.”
– That makes sense. Oh, Manager, you must move away from S-1.
-It’s a secret close guard, but moving away from it, what kind of contradiction is this?
– It’s not even a filming location, so it’s rather embarrassing if the fans you know surround you. move away
“Um, Mr. Seohun. I guess we should move separately.”
“Is that right? Your ticket is here.”
“Sehun, go first. I’ll move in about 10 minutes.”
“Okay, then let’s meet at the performance hall.”
Jeong Seo-hoon handed the ticket to Oh Tae-woo and left the van first.
Suddenly, in the car, only the two of them were left with Ha Tae-soo, whom they were not very close to.
Ha Tae-soo, who was paying attention, spoke first.
“I heard about it from Seohun.”
“Oh yeah? Oops, I didn’t know you were going to say that. I’m embarrassed for nothing.”
“Yes. That’s why you always come to the set even on days when you aren’t filming yourself.”
“It’s all about eating and living. It’s hard.”
“I thought you would sign an exclusive contract after seeing the reaction to this drama. Then I will continue to serve you by car for a while.”
“Yes?”
-Chief, the manager seems to be talking about an exclusive contract, not a secret guard.
-Hey, can’t S1 talk about you being on security duty?
“Now I am looking for a road manager. Seo-hoon asked me to provide the same sprinter, and I’m looking for a quickie among my friends with a class 1 large driver’s license.
“A sprinter? Are you the road manager?”
“For the time being, the shooting schedule is the same, so I will take care of you, but after this drama, it may be different for the next work. Besides the drama, there will be a lot of separate schedules. Of course, we have to get a new car and a new road manager.”
“No, I never said I was a full-time actor… … .”
“Yes, Seohun is not a full-time job either.”
Oh Tae-woo quietly rubbed his eyelids, and the director giggled and said something.
-Oh, manager, if you do well, won’t you win a supporting actor award at the year-end awards ceremony?
-Chief, you seem to be getting farther away from us and becoming a star in the sky. I respect you.
* * *
“Go left and go straight.”
The female employee who checked the ticket spoke kindly, then suddenly tilted her head.
Although it was covered with a mask, the presence emanating from the tall proportions, small face as if inversely proportional to height, and clear eyes was unusual.
While thinking to himself, Where did you see it, Jeong Seo-hoon passed her.
The female employee then responded to the customer who handed out the ticket, and soon forgot how she felt.
I go in looking for a seat, and every spectator I meet looks at me with a tilt of their head.
‘Aren’t you a celebrity?’ and ‘You look like a celebrity?’
Jeong Seo-hoon, who sat down, crossed his arms and looked up at the stage.
If the power of the lens changes the vision to another dimension, the power of the wave manipulates people’s emotions through sound.
After confirming its ripple effect on the concert stage and musical theater, Jeong Seo-hoon visited musicals and opera performances whenever possible.
If the power of the lens shows visually realistic acting in video media, the power of the wave can shake the audience’s heart wildly through the resonance of sound in the musical genre.
‘What can I do to appear in a musical?’
Upon hearing the story, Jeong Su-ryun showed a very unwilling reaction, saying, ‘If you do it wrong, you hear that you have an art disease.’
Like any floor, there is a serious exclusivity here.
He said that since he is a rookie actor who excels in dramas and movies, there is a high possibility that he will not be welcomed and ostracized.
‘You, recording acting and 2-hour live acting are completely different. Although it is possible for a theater actor to take a place in a drama film, many people think that the reverse is impossible. It’s a pride that the area I’m stepping into is much more difficult and excellent.’
It must be a feeling that went a little further from the reservists boasting that the unit they served in was the hardest and toughest in the world.
“oh my. narrow, narrow Even when I watch a movie, it’s hard because the seats are narrow unless it’s a premium seat.”
“sorry. I can’t get a seat in the VIP room.”
“No, no, I heard you got it all of a sudden. Still, since it’s the second row from the front, I think I can see the stage well. Isn’t this a difficult seat for anyone to sit on?”
Oh Tae-woo sat lightly in his seat, as if he was used to this.
“Living at 200 centimeters in Korea is the same as saying that you have to adapt to narrow, low, and small things. All of my friends who couldn’t do that either exploded and died or went abroad.”
Oh Tae-woo, who set his smartphone to silent, continued to speak while looking around left and right.
“Even though I’ve been to a lot of theaters, it’s my first time doing a musical. Something feels different.”
“There is a different fun than drama.”
“I’ll tell you in advance, I don’t know if it’s a drama or a movie, but I can never do a musical. I can’t memorize all those long lines because my brain is bad.”
Suddenly, the lights went out and a dark silence announced that it was just before the start of the performance.
The calm lights turned on and the actors appeared, ending a quiet start.
Between the dazzling firecrackers, the white fog created by the spouting dry ice, and the brighter lighting above them, the actors sang with explosive voices, capturing the emotions of the audience.
Jeong Seo-hoon, forgetting the existence of Oh Tae-woo, immersed himself in the performance.
There was no point in comparing their performances with your own.
The skills of those who polished themselves were shining beautifully in themselves, without discussing comparative advantage with anyone.
Jeong Seo-hoon thought of harmony, not competition.
He specifically imagined himself sandwiched between them.
How to move, how to make facial expressions, how to express songs and how to train the emotions of the audience.
As the imagination takes concrete form, the sound of the heartbeat grows louder and thicker.
The richer the emotions conveyed by the musical actors, the stronger the urge to jump out of the seat and jump into it.
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Not wanting to spoil the play, but a hungry desire to contribute to the completion of the play.
Finally, the stage ended and the curtain call went up, but Jeong Seo-hoon was still enveloped in the afterglow of the play.
“I can see why you asked to see me. The realism itself is different from what I saw briefly on YouTube. This is what it means to be live.”
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, it was good enough.”
“Can you guess why I asked to see this with you?”
Oh Tae-woo narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced back at Jeong Seo-hoon. He spoke quietly to the other spectators who were seated in front of him and left and right.
“The blacksmith’s role, right?”
“You are sharp.”
“I just knew it when I saw it. Didn’t you bring me here because I thought I would fit in with that role?”
Jeong Seo-hoon responded with a silent smile, and Oh Tae-woo turned his eyes back to the actors who were greeting them brightly on stage.
“But I don’t know what role our director covets. There should be one or two. The greed for roles is also huge.”
Oh Tae-woo deliberately called director instead of his first name because he was concerned about the audience sitting nearby.
I can’t hear it well because of the applause that goes off every time the actors say hello, but anyway.
“At the very least, I think it would suit him well even if he played the role of a blacksmith. The rambunctious image seems pure, but I think it would be okay to mix it in with a bit of a pleasure killer feel.”
“I am attracted to the military police chief.”
“The gendarmerie commander?”
Oh Tae-woo tilted his head as if he was a little surprised, then exclaimed ah.
“Come to think of it, our director only liked villain roles, really. Still, it’s not the main villain, it’s just a supporting role villain. Do you want that?”
“It’s a character I want to play.”
The military police chief was a typical bully.
Without a special story or narrative, it simply opens its eyes, gives a sense of intimidation to the surroundings, and gives the audience or viewers a one-time primitive stimulus that is forgotten.
In a movie or drama, that’s exactly what a character who fights against or teases the main character as an evil minion, and then exits after receiving one-dimensional punishment.
“But no matter how you look at it, the class doesn’t match our director class… … .”
“I think I can do the best out of all the performances. There are also those that are tediously intertwined with the military police.”
“Oh, was that ever in the army? I don’t think you’ve ever been to a military training academy, let alone a brothel.”
“I’ve been to Youngchang a lot. Of course, I didn’t go after being disciplined, but for something else.”
You probably don’t know that Jeong Seo-hoon is talking about life, not life.
If you check his military records, it will be revealed that he is a lie, but it doesn’t matter.
“I think I really want to do it for a while. His face is full of longing.”
Oh Tae-woo gasped again, applause dripping down his ears.
“Even when I was presenting in front of so many great scholars in Daejeon, I don’t think I had this kind of aspiration. The expression itself is completely different.”
“… … .”
“I guess it’s true that you value acting more than academics.”
-Ah, no. Our manager is being dragged into the swamp of stereotypical clichés… … .
-Chief, S1 abandoning research because of acting is a huge loss to the world. It can be revealed from the inspection of state secrets 50 years later that whether or not humanity will face the energy-free revolution was determined by a single word from the manager.
“Detective, this is a secret that is not a secret.”
“My mouth is heavy. it’s okay.”
“The reason I research nuclear fusion is to make my acting better.”
“I know. You want to make a lot of money from the electricity business and shoot a movie that costs hundreds of billions of dollars every year. Why don’t I know that.”
“You know my heart very well. Then shall we sign a contract today?”
“What if you don’t have a contract?”
“No. I always carry it with me. I’ll show you when I get back to the car.”
“… … All right.”
Making money from nuclear fusion, producing and appearing in blockbuster films every year.
Jeong Seo-hoon was the first to come up with such an idea. When I heard it, I was very attracted to it.
“Looking at the director’s expression, I think I will do a real musical later. Cross that river alone. I will sit on the riverbank and watch in peace.”
“Wake up.”
Almost all the spectators had left before they knew it, and the audience seats were filled with empty spaces. There was not a single spectator left in the adjacent radius between the two.
Just as they were about to leave, someone suddenly called them.
“Isn’t Jeong Seo-hoon an actor?”
A male actor, whose hair was drenched in sweat, who had not yet changed into his performance attire, hurriedly approached with a flushed expression.
Bae Sang-hoon.
It was the person who passed by after talking for a while when I first visited the musical performance to confirm the power of wave.
I remember the conversation we had then.
‘It seems like you’ve been joking the whole time. Were you bored with the stage we prepared?’
‘Somehow, they seem to be aspiring to the same industry, but I was worried that they might have made the performance too uninteresting because they became seniors.’
‘If you look at the physical, you’re learning somewhere, or you look like an aspiring actor… … .’
“Right? Haven’t you seen our performance in this performance hall before? To me, you said you were just a normal fan and even got an autograph.”
Oh Tae-woo, who sneakily confirmed the excited expression, murmured very quietly.
“I can’t forget the beat… … .”