For Muse (1)
-wait. I’ll take the van right away.
“Hyung, you can just take a taxi.”
-Nope. That’s what managers do. That’s what I get paid for. Compared to idol schedules, I have nothing to do, so I have to do something like this to put my face on myself.
“Then I’ll wait.”
The manager contacted me because he thought it was important to know the actor’s schedule, and Ha Tae-soo drove a van right away.
“I’ll park nearby and wait in the van, call me when you’re done.”
“Brother, don’t do that, just go in first.”
“Hey. How much are you worth now? How can I make a living if I let him drink and take a taxi alone and get scratched? I came here to see you and become a personal road manager.”
Ha Tae-soo emphasized as if he had no idea.
“I’m trying to make a living, so don’t ever be uncomfortable with things like this. I don’t know because you’re still a rookie, but originally, the manager has to do everything. day and night.”
“Byung-cheol hyung recognized me as a really good manager. I should buy him something nice.”
“If you’re going to do that, just buy it from me. I work, or does Byeong-cheol work?”
“Then we can buy both together.”
He stopped the van at a bar in Cheongdam-dong, which has become a regular shop, and Ha Tae-soo disappeared saying, “Have a good time.”
＜Closed＞
Does this store really want to make a profit?
Entering the hall, Jung Seo-hoon found Kim Sang-hee sitting on a high bar stool and sipping a drink.
With a glass in her left hand and a phone in her right, she was giggling about what was so fun.
“Actor Jeong Seo-hoon, welcome.”
Min-seok Kim, the bartender and salary boss, welcomed me, and Sang-hee Kim also giggled and turned around.
“came? Come on, sit down.”
“Would you like to drink what you’ve always had?”
“Yes, give me the usual one, please.”
“But isn’t it just one or two that you always ate?”
“That depends on my sense as a bartender, writer.”
Kim Min-seok gently passed it over and prepared a drink.
Kim Sang-hee asked.
“Don’t you use social media?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. Mysticism isn’t bad either. Let’s go straight to that concept once. Don’t make promises about the number of viewers.”
“My older sister asked me to try it.”
“Do you think it would be okay if I did that a little later? Currently, Seo Hoon is perfect for mysticism. Fans also want to fantasize and dig, but there’s not much to be revealed, so all they do is stomp.”
Kim Sang-hee showed the fan cafe reaction on his phone.
Indeed, the text and comments were full of screams from fans eager to know themselves.
“If the writer likes it, you have to follow it. There was nothing wrong with what the writer said.”
“Oh, you look pretty.”
Kim Sang-hee’s smile as he looked into Jeong Seo-hoon was full of sincerity.
It was absolutely not the eyes looking at the opposite sex, it was more like a fan looking at a favorite character. Or a mason engraver who sees wonderful stones.
“How are you feeling? You made such an invitation to your first movie.”
“It could be anything but better.”
“lie.”
“Does it look like that?”
“Sir, do you know how calm you are right now? Whoever sees it will think that other movies, not their own, have hit the jackpot. Come to think of it, I was like that at Illy Girl.”
“How was I?”
“I wasn’t very interested in the box office success of my work, and I was only engrossed in acting. What can I do to express the role more naturally, what can I do to get deeper into the role. No?”
“I will drink the punishment.”
Jeong Seo-hoon chuckled and lightly drank his drink.
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Now I know how to make the atmosphere fun like this.
“Even if you go in as soon as possible, the sequel to the storage room, the crank, will take two years. The scenario comes out, the adaptation work, and director Hwang also has to come up with some ideas. Needless to say, it’s an investment.”
“Does it take that long?”
“Did you catch this too fast? Even if you catch it at least, you usually have to catch it for 3 years. In the first place, storage room 2 wasn’t even in the plan.”
Sujanggo was originally a one-shot work that ended with one episode.
However, Hwang In-joon got the inspiration to expand the story at the end as Jeong Seo-hoon came in as a substitute instead of affair actor Yoon Hyung-sik.
“Two years…”
Jeong Seo-hoon muttered as if he was moaning softly.
Even if the space is long, it’s too long.
It’s been so long since the movie ended, I’m already going crazy wanting to stand in front of the camera.
Kim Sang-hee showed a meaningful smile as if he understood that feeling.
“I know everything. the heart.”
“It seems too long. I want to go to the movies as soon as possible.”
“There are good things about being a writer in that respect. I can create my own world whenever I have a pen, phone or laptop.”
“I will.”
“This is a secret, but in fact I am also publishing a novel.”
“Is that true? You must be popular.”
“But the number of views is small. I’m hiding it and publishing it to relieve stress. Because the genre is so minor.”
“Can you tell me at least the genre?”
Kim Sang-hee giggled and emptied the glass, looking straight at it with slightly relaxed eyes.
“What do you think it is? Guess.”
“Since the writer said he’s a maniac, I wonder if he’s on the thriller side.”
“Ding. It’s a space opera. It’s a space war.”
“······Wow.”
Jeong Seo-hoon sincerely exclaimed.
It was an unexpected twist.
“If the writer’s fans knew about it, it would turn around.”
“There is no such thing. will never reveal Could we make a surprise public announcement later when we enter Hollywood?”
“Are you thinking of Hollywood?”
“Is there anyone who doesn’t have Hollywood in his heart at least once as a screenwriter? Who is Seo Hoon? Have you ever imagined yourself entering Hollywood?”
“There is not.”
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Not humility, never once thought about it.
Because the purpose of acting was not box office success, fame, or money.
Because the main purpose was to capture Rashid’s world through the eyes of the camera.
“Slowly prepare your mind. Because it has already entered the visible zone.”
“well. I want to gain more acting experience in Korea.”
“I just want you to prepare your mind first. do you know If Sujanggo sells well overseas, will they ask for a supporting role in a new Hollywood blockbuster targeting the Korean market?”
It was not an unrealistic story.
In Hollywood, the Korean film market is an important criterion for gauging global box office indicators.
The universal formula was that if you thrive in Korea, you will thrive in the world.
Aiming for Korean box office success, Jeong Seo-hoon could appear in a minor supporting role.
“All the scripts for the next film have been picked.”
“…!”
The moment he heard that, Jeong Seo-hoon felt his heart beat like crazy.
A kitten who has his favorite snack in front of him will not be more excited than this.
“It’s just a refinement of what was there originally.”
“Congratulations. I think PD Song will be happy too.”
“Isn’t it?”
“Yes?”
“I think I will have to break up with PD Song for a while.”
When Jung Seo-hoon looked at him with surprised eyes, Kim Sang-hee giggled as if he was having fun.
“Oh, don’t look at me like that. we didn’t fight I like each other.”
“But they broke up…”
“Just this once.”
Jeong Seo-hoon thought of Song Jeong-woo, who showed confidence that he would do the next work with Kim Sang-hee, of course.
“Song PD-nim doesn’t know yet.”
“I have to speak. I’m sorry too.”
“You will be shocked.”
“What can I do? I noticed a lot too, but I didn’t know. Did you think it was just a joke?”
“ah.”
It was only then that Jung Seo-hoon remembered the attitude of Kim Sang-hee, who seemed chic and sullen whenever Song Jeong-woo brought up the story of his next project.
At the time, I thought it was just a joke because they were close friends.
However, when I listened to Kim Sang-hee’s words, I was able to look back and see that there were significant allusions.
‘Writer Kim, why is ＜My Next Work＞? It’s ＜our next project＞.’
‘Yes, yes. Screenplay by Kim Sang-hee.’
‘Huh? Why do you keep saying nothing? You’re not trying to have an affair with a PD other than me, are you?’
‘There’s a possibility that PD-nim won’t be able to accept the program.’
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Not even once.
Kim Sang-hee must have had in mind from the beginning that he would not be with Song Jung-woo.
“You must be really shocked.”
“I don’t know. It’s not that he’s not an oblivious nobleman. It could be that he appealed to me to change his mind while knowing everything and hoping it wasn’t.”
“Why don’t you want to do it with PD Song?”
We didn’t fight, but we still got along well.
Then it’s not a matter of personal feelings.
Is it also a configuration problem?
“Remember what I said before? Production cost per synagogue is 2.5 billion.”
“Ah, I remember. You said you only give your work to places that pay that much.”
Jeong Seo-hoon recalled the past in an instant and asked.
“But if it’s Song PD-nim, I think he can bring in enough production costs.”
“The production cost can be raised. But the production company will try not to use Song producer.”
“Why?”
“Because this work doesn’t fit with Song PD-nim. He can’t direct this. It’s a genre I’ve never touched before. Me too.”
“It’s a challenging piece for both of you.”
“The government has to step in and reduce the risk. Actually, I’m confident in my script, but I can’t completely trust the producer. TV stations will probably say the same thing. Let’s go without Song producer.”
Jeong Seo-hoon cooled his rising curiosity with cold alcohol.
Bartender Kim Min-seok filled the glass in succession with a quiet smile as if he knew his heart.
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Now Kim Sang-hee was gently shaking the food in front of her eyes.
I laugh at the obvious intention.
‘It’s about matching this much, not really…’
It’s such a prank in a situation where we already promised each other from the beginning to use it as a lead role.
The actor was willing to fill the artist’s artistic sensibility.
“You must be really sad, PD Song.”
“You can’t lower the quality of my work just to be loyal, right? Of course, producer Song would be able to pull out more than a certain amount of quality, but you know my personality, right?”
“You always want the best.”
“that’s right. I want someone who can write the best script. Either a producer or an actor.”
“…”
Even when not drunk, Kim Sang-hee’s voice sounds so sweet.
If this feeling is replaced with love, it will become a hot romance like no other in the century.
Of course, this wasn’t love, and Kim Sang-hee wasn’t trying to seduce him as a member of the opposite sex.
“President Kim. Give me what I ordered now.”
“Yes, writer.”
As if waiting, Kim Min-seok brought out a new bottle of alcohol.
High-quality liquor with a name you’ve never heard of, looks very expensive at a glance.
“Is this the very expensive drink you talked about?”
“How much do you think it will be?”
“I do not know.”
Instead of telling them the price, Kim Sang-hee filled her with a smile and poured her a new glass.
Jeong Seo-hoon tried to pour her the other glass, but she lightly refused and poured her own glass.
He didn’t ask why he did it.
Obviously there must be a reason for that.
“Shall we share a drink with each other? Then, how many cups will each of us have?”
“You have to eat it to know.”
“it is delicious. It’s not even poisonous.”
After making a toast, they drank each other’s glasses at once.
To say it wasn’t poisonous was a lie.
From the moment it passed down my throat, a hot energy came up in me comfortably.
However, it has long since lost the sense of intoxication of the body, which is being strengthened day by day.
Originally, alcohol was not weak, but now the body refuses to get drunk no matter how much it is drunk.
The remnants left by the comet were clearly involved not only in the mind, but also in the body.
One cup, two cups, three cups, four cups…
The alcohol continued to pour in, and from one point on, the two did not speak.
Jeong Seo-hoon read the artist’s greed burning in Kim Sang-hee’s eyes.
His image reflected in the clear retina was a musician’s luxury violin and a mason’s coveted marble.
“Honey, did the ransom go up a lot?”
The half-words that came naturally.
Both Jeong Seo-hoon and Kim Sang-hee knew that they would go back to their original state when the party was over or when they were sober.
“Thanks to the writer.”
“Unique, extraordinary. There’s something very special about being Jeong Seo-hoon’s first fan. good job, good job Come on, have another drink, come on.”
“Follow me.”
Drinking again…
“President Kim, how many drinks did we have?”
“We each had 15 drinks. I guess this will be my last drink.”
“Oh! So 16 cups? Oh, I’m not confident about increasing it. Let’s try it, what.”
Kim Sang-hee was already drunk and his words and hands were intertwined.
Jeong Seo-hun held the glass without the slightest shake.
Before clinking glasses, she repeated the question she had asked earlier.
“Baby, do you know how much alcohol I’ve been drinking?”
“well. One million won per cup?”
“Do you think that would be the only thing?”
“Is it more expensive?”
“One hundred and fifty thousand for a cup of this.”
“…”
I don’t know much about alcohol, but I knew that the price made no sense.
I’m not really saying 150,000 for a glass of wine, it’s probably a symbol or a metaphor.
“One drink is 150,000, but you drank 16 cups, so you’ve drunk 2.4 billion right now?”
“I still have one drink left. It is 16 cups to drink.”
“Drink, drink quickly. braided.”
The moment I lightly bumped the glass and poured it into my mouth, Kim Sang-hee grabbed my elbow and stopped it.
Jeong Seo-hoon stopped drinking glass close to his mouth and looked at Kim Sang-hee.
“If you drink all of this, will you appear in my drama?”
Jeong Seo-hun was breathing fast.
Even if the contents are already known, the moment you open the wrapping paper is thrilling.
“You seem to wrap your presents this way.”
“Your hobby is a bit nasty, right?”
“As an actor, it’s rather good. That’s why you made good roles like Lee Jin-wook.”
After pouring in the last drink, Kim Sang-hee, who was endlessly looking at her favorite muse, smirked.
“One hundred and fifty thousand per synagogue, noona will match.”
“As expected, the price tag of the alcohol that my older sister, who is rich and well literate, buys is different.”