Should I take it again? (1)
The filming location was Gyeongbokgung Palace.
The staff were running diligently to set up cameras and lights, and PD Jang Seung-won constantly went around and checked the filming flow.
In the meantime, artist Kim Sang-hee was sitting in a simple chair, comfortably sipping a tumbler and looking around.
Manager Ha Tae-soo gave a little admiration.
“That’s the freedom of a writer who hit the deadline. How relaxed it must be now that the script work has been completed.”
“Hyung, though, you’ll keep fixing the behind the scenes while filming.”
“Is it incomplete?”
“It’s not like that, but they say that they keep coming up with better lines and developments.”
“Awesome. If it were me, since I had finished one project, I would throw it away and start working on another one.”
On one side of the filming location, a group of fans and ordinary tourists came out to watch.
“Sehun. It looks like your fan came too? Your name is also on the placard.”
“Everyone is diligent.”
“But the Jeong Seo-hoon fandom’s card content is also something extraordinary.”
[Rain☆Jung Seohun☆Rap]
[Pray for reaching 30% of the upper limit 1 time]
[Don’t go to graduate school!]
[Don’t be a sideline professor! Full-time actor ㅠㅠ]
[A bachelor’s degree is all you need.]
As Jeong Seo-hoon looked at him and waved his hand lightly, the fans squealed, especially the placards telling him not to go to graduate school.
Exclamations of Japanese and Chinese exclamations broke out nonstop among ordinary tourists.
Female tourists took pictures of Jeong Seo-hoon with their phones.
“Uh, isn’t our popularity, actor Jeong Seo-hoon, a joke? It seems that all the tourists are staring at you. To those people, I look like a squid, right?”
The staff advised not to approach the fans as the scene could be messed up. Jeong Seo-hoon faithfully followed the advice.
Senior actors Lee Min-soo and Lee Do-geun were seriously reviewing the script, and Han Seo-hee was nervous and immersed in empathy by going back and forth for a short distance.
The child actors were also eagerly reading the script with their small hands while being cared for by their mothers.
“Wow, what is it? Could that person be your fan too?”
Ha Tae-soo was suddenly startled and whispered into his ear.
Jeong Seo-hoon, who recognized who he was talking about at once, gasped.
“I was originally a fan of Yoo Jung-ah. So I guess he comes to check on me from time to time.”
“Yoo Jeong-ah doesn’t appear in the drama, so why you?”
“I had a scandal with Yoo Jung-ah. They must be checking because they want to have a secret relationship.”
“Will it be checked by coming to the public shooting site and watching it…?”
Ha Tae-soo glanced at the huge, muscular man who looked well over 190 with tired eyes.
“Are you a gangster? Maybe a gangster?”
“I heard you’re a detective.”
“The difference between a detective and a gangster is a piece of paper. If you look at the four weeks, they say it comes out the same.”
“I don’t believe in four weeks.”
The atmosphere of the shooting team became more busy.
It’s about to turn the camera right away.
The child actors stand in position to check the script until the end, and the lighting and sound engineers take their places.
“How many shots are you missing today?”
“uh. I’m only going to film the second half of episode 1 and the beginning of episode 2 here and leave for work.”
“Soo-ryun looks very busy too. It’s a waste. He also has enough celebrity visuals.”
“It’s all useless if you can’t get a camera. What is the real thing?”
“yes? You quit your acting because you couldn’t improve, and you go around making excuses about the camera?”
“yes?”
When Jeong Seo-hoon smiled strangely, Ha Tae-soo shut his mouth because he wanted to be sorry.
So you’ve just informed Jung Soo-ryeon’s nemesis of her fatal weakness…
“You mean Jeong Su-ryun did that?”
“Don’t say I said it.”
“Don’t worry, brother. My mouth is heavy.”
Jeong Seo-hoon looked at his older sister meaningfully and moved to a position where he would not interfere with the filming.
The producer and cinematographer settled down and the camera turned to the actors.
“Standby, cue.”
The filming marathon continued without a break.
***
The era of Taiping, ruled by the sage.
The royal family, which had gained many princes, was in a festive mood every day.
Amid the endless laughter, tragedy strikes.
-The second great army has fallen.
-Send a fisherman immediately and treat him.
The second prince, who is on good terms with his siblings and follows only one older brother, falls down from an unknown disease.
There is a gloomy atmosphere in the royal court, and the king, engulfed in anxiety, is unable to properly observe government affairs.
The queen visits the temple and holds a Buddhist service to pray for the prince’s recovery, and the entire city prays for the prince to rise soon.
Every time they pass by the palace, the people pray for recovery and bow to the palace, and local scholars also pray that the king’s worries will be resolved as soon as possible.
-Your Highness… God has committed a mortal sin. How can I tell you such terrible news…
– Say it. hurry!
-The doctor said that he would not be able to make it past this year.
The despairing findings that came out when the new year was just around the corner inflated the king’s anxiety.
Horrible rumors linger in the city.
– It’s a plague, it’s a plague.
-As if the second great army had a plague.
-Oh, then, isn’t the plague spreading throughout the palace?
– Shh, don’t say that! Do you want to be caught in reverse?
The eunuchs and court ladies keep silent about the prince’s condition, and the rumors continue to grow in a situation where even the name of the disease is not leaked out.
– They say that a gold line was put in the residence of the great army.
– Really?
– Oh, that’s right.
-Shhh, what are you talking about when the police are out and about! Even if everyone’s family is amputated, will I come to my senses!
-It’s called a plague, a plague. If it spreads in the palace, it means that there are already demons lurking in the entire capital city.
-Aren’t you supposed to evacuate right now?
The ignorant people who were frightened by the rumor of the plague and spread the story here and there were arrested and held Chidogon, but the rumor grew bigger and spread throughout the country.
In the provinces, there is a rain of sangso, and the eyes of the nobleman, who doubts whether the plague has really spread in the palace, are stuck in the city.
– Even the sky is indifferent. What kind of crime did my son commit?
The king even conducts ancestral rites to heaven himself, but the second great army does not show any improvement.
– Oh my God! When will you be able to see it again?
-Seja·······.
The Crown Prince, who has not seen his little brother for several months, clings to his mother and asks how he is doing, but the mother swallows the answer with a sad face.
When everyone prepares to accept and accept the death of the great army, a high-ranking monk visits the city.
– The old grudge left by the omen is deep, and the body of the great army suffers from a sickness. If a person with a deep heart for Buddha cuts down a pine tree that grows alone near a clean water and makes a statue of Buddha to worship, he will be able to save his life.
-Please take care of the ambassador. Where in this country can you find a Buddhist who is more devout than the Great Master?
The queen does everything she can without giving up hope until the end.
A statue of Buddha was made from a pine tree that grew alone in a water source deep in the mountains, and the high priest knelt down and knocked on the wooden table for three days and three nights.
And a miracle happened.
-The Great Prince has awakened! You are awake!
-Is that really true?
-Yes! He was very weak, but he got up very well!
The queen, who was overjoyed, suddenly remembered the high priest and looked for him in a month.
There was no one in the place where the high priest held fire for three days and three nights.
Also, strangely, the pine Buddha statue alone was turned into pure white ash.
There was no trace of the embers anywhere.
– It’s amazing. How strange. The Buddha took pity on our generation and sent down a Buddhist of high virtue…
The king is very happy, holds a banquet throughout the city, and pardons all the criminals except the heinous criminals.
***
Jang Seung-won ran his schedule speedily.
He rolled three assistant directors at the same time.
Additional rental cameras and other shooting equipment were sent to the next filming location to be set up in advance, and the rotation continued.
After filming all the necessary scenes in one location, we immediately moved to the next location, added the final adjustments by the PD, and started shooting straight away.
“PD Jean, you run really hard.”
“For some reason, he had a very tight schedule.”
“I did not know? Jang PD-nim, you are the one who hates wasting time and traffic the most.”
“I don’t know if the actors are tired or not. There is no time to rest except when moving.”
“PD Jang’s stamina consumption is probably the worst. I didn’t see you sitting there.”
“It’s the first time I’ve seen the writer-nim go home first because he was having a hard time midway through the set…”
After filming most of the scenes from episodes 1 to 5 at Gyeongbokgung Palace, I was already on my way to the third location.
The assistant performers, such as the court maid, the royal guard, and the warrior of the royal guard, all moved together on a chartered bus.
Usually, they tell them where to go by what time, but to save time, Jang Seung-won directly controlled the entire movement.
As the sun went down, the filming stopped for a while, and one side of the set became cluttered.
“Oh, it’s a meal. Did you bring food?”
“hit. You said you were sending food trucks at B-Lab today. Actor Jeong Seo-hoon’s fandom.”
Several food trucks parked side by side and stopped, and brilliant placards fluttered.
[Rain☆Pray for a jackpot in the lower class☆Rap]
The staff heading to the food truck lowered their heads once in a while when they saw the large life-size statue.
“Actor Jeong Seo-hoon, I will eat well.”
“Non-rappers, thank you for giving us our daily bread.”
The auxiliary performers also waited in line to eat.
Jeong Su-ryun also brought a 16-cheop lunch box and sat down with her colleagues in a suitable place.
“Wow, this lunch box is so fancy, isn’t it? I think the price per piece would be well over 10,000 won? Jeong Seo-hoon’s fandom, do you think he has a lot of money?”
“When we raised this tribute, all the money was collected, but at the last minute, someone threw away the entire amount. That’s why I heard that they raised twice as much as the original amount.”
“Awesome. It must have already had a fan of Bujajjin.”
The topic of the staff who chatted about the quality of the lunchbox flowed back to the drama.
“But I’m talking about Grand Prince Suyang.”
“It just has to be a great army. PD-nim, if you hear it, you will be furious.”
“Oh right.”
“And you probably didn’t even use the title of foster at that age?”
“Anyway, that’s okay, what kind of disease is it? Are you really afraid?”
“It looks like smallpox. Among the younger siblings of Prince Daegun, there was one who died of smallpox, so what?”
“I wouldn’t have just put in the fact that the great army suffered from an illness in my childhood without any reason, hmm…. what?”
“I wonder what the high priest’s role is. Is it just a MacGuffin that only appeared briefly in the beginning? Are there no more?”
“Mr. Park Jun-ho said it was a friendship appearance, so I guess it should be seen as a McGuffin?”
“I don’t know, I don’t know. It was said to be a friendship appearance, but it turns out that a contract for a regular appearance may have already been written.”
It is said that the script is written all the way through, but not all staff members know the contents.
It is a natural measure to prevent content leakage.
“Do you know anything, Su-ryun? You must have read the entire script, haven’t you?”
As her colleagues’ eyes focused on her, Jeong Su-ryun shook her spoon viciously.
“I know, but I don’t know. I can’t tell you even if I know. you know? Why are you here?”
“Mr. Park Joon-ho, who plays Go Seung-soo, is coming again or not? Just a little of that.”
“Oh, no. No.”
***
The great army, who seemed like it would not be strange if he died at any time, shook off his illness and stood up like a lie.
While the king is overjoyed, he searches everywhere to find the high priest who healed his illness through Buddhist practice.
Meanwhile, the queen looked for another pine tree growing alone by the clean water, but there was no tree that satisfied those conditions.
Out of necessity, the queen put the ashes left by the Buddha statue in a clean silver pot and kept them carefully, and held Buddhist services in front of them every day.
– The large army also raises the fire ball to the Buddha statue every day. Then the Buddha will take care of you so that the disease does not recur.
According to the queen’s words, the young prince held a Buddhist service every day in front of the silver jar containing the ashes of the Buddha statue.
Then, one day, the queen had a serious headache, and she was unable to perform the Buddhist service because she was guarding her side.
That day, the young Daegun suffered from a terrible nightmare and woke up with a seizure.
– Overlord! Overlord! Are you out of your mind?
– Ah, a nightmare. I had a nightmare.
– Whoops! The Grand Prince vomits blood! Call the legislator, come on!
In just one year, the young Daegun suffered a recurrence of the disease.