Directed by capitalism (2)
Jeong Seo-hoon’s rice cake with both legs of the scandal burned non-stop.
Who wants the movie to fail.
Who wants the movie to be successful.
Regardless of the cover, everyone was frantically putting in firewood and lighting a roaring flame.
And those who have nothing to do with the movie, but have a foot in the scandal, were also indignant because they joined in.
“Hyeontae. No matter how you look at it, it seems to have flowed from within us.”
“Yes, from what I can see. These are vivid contents that would not be known unless someone was present on the day of the closing ceremony.”
Testimony by an anonymous informant.
It’s amazing to see the contents.
At the time, there were contents here and there that could never be known unless the production team participated in the dinner.
Song Jeong-woo was more offended by that.
“Thanks to Jeong Seo-hoon, the drama went very well, everyone got a lot of income, and…”
“The filming was also very loose. Since Seo Hoon had never given out NG, I ran straight like I was running on the autobahn.”
“I know yeah. No, people shouldn’t hit the back of the head like this. Whoever this is, I will definitely catch it and put it out.”
“Absolutely. Even though we are a team, we can never go together with a kid who shadyly stabs a knife in the back like this. We must find out.”
The two were not concerned about the scandal itself.
It’s siblings who have to open the lid, but what does it matter?
“Seeing that the production company is not responding, it seems that they have set the direction to drag it until the end.”
“I have to catch this kind of aggro unconditionally. I am promoting myself.”
Hate comments are irritating, but no comments are hunger.
And from the production company’s point of view, no matter what pad lip comes in, there is no damage because the immune response is formed.
The only factor that can break the mentality of producers and investors is a cold theater.
Kim Sang-hee was worried about something else.
“Our Seo Hoon has a soft heart, so I don’t know if he can stand it when he sees malicious comments like this. It feels like they’re having a very harsh reporting ceremony, so I’m heartbroken.”
“I don’t think Seo Hoon has a soft heart. Is your mentality titanium?”
“Originally, the harder the outside, the softer it is inside. Because PD-nim doesn’t even know properly.”
“I don’t think writer Kim, who gave the role of a pleasure killer, has anything to say.”
“Uh, um. I think so too. Writer.”
Kim Sang-hee, who was tearing her eyes away disapprovingly, turned around.
“What did Su-ryun say?”
“I did get in touch. The movie side will take care of it, so please stay still. When you’re done, ask for firepower support.”
Kim Hyun-tae laughed.
“If you look closely, even the youngest Gogeo has an unusual mentality.”
“Not usually. So they climb up from the floor again to beat the actors and become producers. I can’t do that with any mentality. It hurts my pride. By the way, writer Kim. Has the new script come out?”
Kim Sang-hee, who was typing in the middle of the day, secretly turned the laptop to block the angle when Song Jung-woo stretched his neck forward.
“I won’t show you.”
“Why? You will see it anyway.”
“I don’t know what a person is, PD-nim.”
“okay okay. I won’t be sensitive. Show me later when you’re ready. But anyway, the main character is Jung Seo-hoon, right?”
“Sir Seo Hoon is the main character.”
“That’s it… Ah.”
Song Jeong-woo, who had been talking nonchalantly, stopped with a brief exclamation.
“Not just the main character, but the sole protagonist?”
“Yes.”
Usually, there are several main characters in a drama.
There is a role whose name is mentioned at the front, but those who fit in with him are treated no less.
However, Kim Sang-hee only said that Jeong Seo-hoon was the sole protagonist.
“Hey, writer Kim. You only looked at Seo Hoon and sharpened your knife properly. I’ll look forward to it.”
“You can expect it, but you can be disappointed.”
It’s a somewhat meaningful statement, but Song Jeong-woo didn’t put it much into it and passed it on.
It wasn’t once or twice that Kim Sang-hee bought something like that.
“Ugh!”
At that time, Kim Hyeon-tae covered his mouth with his hand and let out a gasping sound.
Song Jeong-woo looked away in surprise.
“Hyuntae, what’s wrong? What else have you posted?”
“I think you should see it for yourself. It’s related to Seo-hoon Jeong’s scandal.”
“What is it?”
Perhaps Kim Sang-hee was also curious, she stretched her neck and checked the article and picture on the phone screen that Kim Hyun-tae showed.
It was a picture of Jeong Seo-hoon walking down a street at night with a woman hanging on his back.
The woman’s face was not visible, but Jeong Seo-hoon’s face was clearly visible.
Even without looking at her face, the three clearly recognized her as Jeong Su-ryun.
Song Jeong-woo let out a breathless moan.
“Is it necessary to do this? This brother and sister, on the other hand…”
Kim Sang-hee received the words calmly.
“I have to do it like this. To pay interest on the latent tickets that were ruined because of the cheating actor.”
“No, no matter how… I don’t think I would be able to get a knife through my throat.”
“Seo Hoon is just as serious about the success of the movie. It’s his first film, and he’s sharpening his knife saying that he must shoot 10,000,000 films. How much do you regret that Illegal ran aground at 29.9%?”
Kim Sang-hee was filled with pathetic feelings and looked into the ‘direction produced by capitalism’ in the photo.
“A younger sister who would be willing to carry even her older sister for the sake of box office success, and an older sister who would carry her on her back. In the modern media world overflowing with capitalism, the actor’s mind itself is so suspiciously desirable…”
“anyway! I would never do it I will not.”
Song Jeong-woo shook his head excitedly as if he was fed up.
“I’d rather say no in the beginning than drag on being misunderstood with my sister.”
“Actually, I am too.”
“right?”
“Isn’t that why PD-nim and I are holding a camera and a pen?”
“…”
“Hey. Standing in front of the camera is really not for everyone.”
***
The night before by rewinding time.
The paparazzi, who had figured out Jeong Seo-hoon’s movement route, hid themselves like detectives working undercover and had their cameras on standby.
And finally the target appeared.
“A black Volvo 7777, that one.”
It is a car model that cannot be mistaken, and it is numbering.
The car stops on the side of the road and Jeong Seo-hoon hurriedly gets out.
Then, a woman presumed to be Jung Soo-ryun stumbles out of the passenger seat and pretends to vomit in a corner, probably drunk.
The paparazzi pressed the shutter without a break and captured all the scenes.
At the end, the scene where Jeong Seo-hoon carries a woman on his back and goes into a nice detached house with the car parked on the side of the road was clearly captured from the front.
“Good good. very good.”
The paparazzi were very pleased as they checked the photos on the display.
He couldn’t even dream of a home where the two were brother and sister. This is because both of them had visuals that had no resemblance at all.
On the other hand, after the paparazzi withdrew after a difficult ambush, Jeong Seo-hoon’s side…
“went. get off.”
When Jeong Seo-hoon let go of his arm, Jeong Su-ryun caught her guard and hit her butt.
“Hey! I have to speak up and get down! I’m pretending to be drunk, but what if I suddenly throw it like this!”
“Sorry. I can’t stand it even for one more second.”
“Do you know what I’m not doing?”
Jeong Su-ryun grumbled while rubbing her butt with a frown on her face.
“But is it necessary to do this?”
“Hey, me too. But you need to emulate the devil musicians.”
“Who is that?”
“It’s a group of siblings who do music. When they said they were filming a music video, they lay on opposite sides of each other, rubbed their cheeks, and covered their cheeks with their hands.”
“Great. I never go that far. It’s disgusting to carry you.”
“So, at such a young age, they were so successful. Anyway, capitalism is the best. If it’s for the sake of making a movie, it’s like being carried by your younger brother…”
Even as she spoke, Jeong Su-ryun was trembling as she bit her nails.
“If a movie is a box office hit, I’m good, and my sister doesn’t have anything?”
“I also decided to get an insen. If you take good care of yourself, this movie will go well.”
“mom? Dad?”
“It is a secret. You don’t have to know.”
“Looks like you decided to get tea. What, did you give this car to your sister?”
“I don’t know. please hit the jackpot Because I sold the last dignity of my chromosome.”
“I sold it too. You didn’t sell it alone.”
***
A photo of Jeong Seo-hoon carrying a woman believed to be Jung Soo-ryun on his back was released by the paparazzi, sparking a re-ignition in the already raging scandal.
An anonymous informant testified that the woman in the photo must be Jeong Su-ryun, and Yoo Jung-ah’s fandom bitten Jeong Seo-hoon like he was about to die.
Jeong Seo-hoon’s baby fandom fought a tough battle at the forefront today.
Film storage and Jeong Seo-hoon became issues covering the entertainment industry every day.
Whether positive or negative, storage is clearly imprinted on the public.
On the other hand, as if they didn’t know about the scandal, re-shooting was proceeding smoothly at the storage location, and the last day of filming finally arrived.
There was a lot of noise outside, but the atmosphere on the set was always bright.
In particular, the actors who collaborated with Jeong Seo-hoon for the first time expressed regretful admiration.
“Since I filmed with actor Jeong Seo-hoon, I felt like I was more focused. Is it just me?”
“Uh, Seyoon too? I did too. Strangely, I am more immersed in the role.”
“Every time a cut sign falls, it feels like something is forcibly thrown out? Feeling like waking up from a dream? Ah, this is a bit difficult to explain in words.”
“I didn’t know why the actors I filmed together in Illy Girl said such things, but I understood it when we stood in front of the camera together. I can’t pinpoint what this is and explain it.”
Jeong Seo-hoon listened to their conversation with a keen sense, but he pretended not to know.
It is thanks to the lens that illuminates Rashid’s world that influences the people he shoots with, but they couldn’t know that fact.
I just had a question.
‘There must be a big difference between when the lens has an effect and when it doesn’t, I wonder how other actors will feel it.’
However, it is not possible to ask Cha Do-jin, Yoo Jung-ah, and Lee Min-soo first.
I can’t ask if you feel more immersed when acting with yourself.
Perhaps because it was the last filming, two particularly meaningful people showed up on the set.
It was Park Si-hong, an investor, and Jung Tae-hyeon, the father of Jeong Seo-hoon.
‘It’s a rare opportunity, but Seo-hoon wants to watch you filming a movie even for a moment.’
There was no reason for Jeong Seo-hoon to refuse, so his father also came to the scene in a van.
However, when I glanced at it, my father and Park Si-hong were sitting side by side at a fairly close distance. It seemed that the staff arranged a place like that.
‘What are you talking about?’
We met for the first time today, originally, we would never have had anything to do with each other.
The scene where the two of them exchange awkward conversations was strangely nerve-wracking.
I wanted to eavesdrop, but it was too far away even with the lieutenant’s transcendent spirit.
***
It was Park Si-hong who spoke first in the awkward silence.
“Are you the father of actor Jeong Seo-hoon?”
It was a very polite tone, to the point that Hwang In-joon would have been frightened if he heard it.
“Yes.”
“Nice to meet you. This is Park Si-hong. I am an investor in this film.”
“Yes.”
“Your son resembles your father, so he is very tall and handsome.”
“Investors are also very young. Do you hear that a lot?”
The calm and relaxed tone was definitely different from that of his son.
Park Si-hong chuckled.
“Do you know how old I am and say I’m young? How old do you look?”
“Looks like he’s in his mid-40s.”
“Ha ha ha, next year I will be sixty.”
One of Park Si-hong’s few boasts is that he looks much younger than his age because he took good care of it.
“That’s why I said it was for a very long time.”
“······Yes?”
At that moment, Park Si-hong’s brain cells were twisted for a moment.
To sum it up, he said that he was very young, and he said that he looked like he was in his mid-40s.
So······.
‘The actual age must have been much older than 40 lines, that’s what you mean?’
After carefully examining the context, there was a more important point than the praise of baby face.
“How did you know my age?”
“It’s just that you listen more than me.”
“So how?”
“It goes beyond that. I’m not good at talking, so I’m often misunderstood.”
“It’s okay, so tell me. I won’t be offended if you curse.”
“Well, you will regret it.”
“Really fine.”
“Then I will tell you. Investor, take a look at what you are wearing now.”
Jeong Tae-hyeon smiled softly and spoke clearly.
“It looks like he was desperately trying to look 10 years younger. It doesn’t have the natural taste that comes out of that age group, and it’s too artificial. But the watch is Audemars Piguet White Rain Snow limited edition. More than 70% of the purchasers are in their 60s, that’s it.”
“…”
“Oh, I heard the story from Seo Hoon. I heard that Rambo was also burned to draw a good picture. Our Seohunie met a very noble person. I wish you all the best in the future.”
“······Ah yes.”
Park Si-hong was a little embarrassed by the unfamiliar character he had never experienced.
On the outside, it feels like a mild-mannered nerd, but you can feel the invisible mass like the flow of a river.
Jeong Tae-hyun, who looked at the filming site proudly, gave a small admiration.
“I thought our Seo Hoon was only good at studying, but I didn’t know he had talent in acting.”
“It is good to have a wonderful son. By any chance, how is your family relationship…?”
“I have one more daughter. We are a family of four.”
“okay.”
Jeong Tae-Hyun didn’t say anything again.
Park Si-hong was frustrated for no reason and asked again.
“What, do you have any questions about me? Still, I am the biggest investor in this film…”
“Should I have any questions?”
“But since it’s your first time meeting, isn’t it possible to build friendships while conducting household surveys? I can also invest in the next work of actor Jeong Seo-hoon, and as a father, I think there are many things I am curious about.”
“Are other actors’ families like that?”
“Usually it is. In particular, the more rookies, the more curious the investor is. At least there are people who want to know about family relationships.”
“Yes? These are strange people. That question would be rude.”
I wondered if Park Si-hong was the type to value courtesy in relation to his personal life.
I wouldn’t have thought so if I had looked back on Jung Tae-hyun’s casual answer to the question about family relations.
‘You look like you don’t have a family. Why would you ask an investor such a thing? Doesn’t everyone want to be invested?’
Jeong Tae-hyeon thought quietly to himself that the entertainment industry was so strange.