I Will Live As An Actor

Chapter 169

I will live as an actor Episode 169:

In the traditional fairy tale The Fairy and the Woodcutter, did the woodcutter feel this way? Writer Min Su-jin and PD Kim Woo-hyung were holding their breath as they took a peek at the man swimming in the blue sea.

Min Su-jin cannot keep her mouth shut at the sight of a young man swimming through the waves.

‘Wow.’

The sight of the young man walking through the blue jewels reflecting the shining sunlight was literally like a painting. Even small fish that avoid human touch are circling around as if welcoming him.

Looking at that scene felt like I was dreaming. Even the gently lapping waves and the chirping of seagulls seemed to be singing for him.

My heart is pounding.

Min Su-jin’s heart was pounding violently. This is because I felt like I was actually encountering the main character in the script that I had longed for. Min Su-jin’s cheeks turned red as she saw the young man walking out onto the land.

The water droplets dripping from her wet hair smoothly run over the curves of her firm breasts.

The pants were already soaked, but since they were dark in color, it felt more like I was wearing a smooth swimsuit.

Rather, the more I looked at him walking with his bare feet on the ground, the more it felt like a pictorial.

“found.”

PD Kim Woo-hyung, who was watching Min Soo-jin’s words to herself, also nodded vigorously.

Eventually, a young man walks ashore and climbs up a low cliff. It was time to put on the jacket that was hanging on a tree branch and shake off my hair.

“How long are you going to steal like that?”

Min Soo-jin and Kim Woo-hyung felt their hearts sinking for an instant. I wonder what it feels like to be caught stealing.

The young man’s eyes turn to the two people who were secretly watching him. The one who stepped forward first, leaving the hesitant Min Soo-jin behind, was none other than producer Kim Woo-hyung.

“I’m sorry. I came here because I heard it was a place with few people, but I didn’t know you were swimming.”

“I have something to be sorry about. This isn’t even my land. I just asked because I was curious. I guess they are a married couple. “Did you come on a trip to Busan?”

Min Su-jin became even more confident in the young man’s bright smile.

There are many people who are good at acting, even among established actors. But assimilating with the characters in the script means something else.

Doesn’t the young man in front of you look like he came right out of his own script? If his acting skills are lacking, he can make up for it.

“Oh, we’re not a married couple. But, by any chance, where did we see it…?”

Just as Kim Woo-hyung was about to continue speaking, Min Soo-jin walks forward. Then he strides towards the young man.

“Hello, my name is Min Soo-jin, a writer at the MBS Drama Department!”

At that moment, Kim Woo-hyung, who was standing behind Min Su-jin, opened his eyes wide at the sight of the young man flipping up his wet hair.

* * *

‘MBS?’

England looked at the woman who handed him a business card. It is a place with a deep connection to MBS broadcasting station. It was also the place where I filmed ‘Youth’ when I started as a child actor, and wasn’t it the place where I won the acting grand prize that year for ‘The Secret of King Yeonsan’?

‘Min Su-jin.’

I don’t know all the writers in the drama department. After all, wasn’t the job of a writer originally a freelance job? Just as actors do, so do writers.

The position changes depending on the viewer ratings. If he were to become famous, all terrestrial broadcasting stations would be eager to recruit him. The nickname “Wang Writer” was not created for nothing.

On the other hand, in the case of nameless assistant writers, there were many cases where they disappeared without a word. The working environment was poor and pay had to be paid while working with passion. Is that why?

‘It’s my first time hearing this name.’

No matter how much I looked back, I couldn’t remember ever hearing the name Min Soo-jin in the MBS drama department. Even if you don’t know the name, you might remember the face because you have a lot of experience going to the broadcasting station.

At that moment, Min Soo-jin, who handed England a business card, elaborated again.

“No wonder I was so impressed when I saw you swimming at the beach just now. “If you don’t mind, may I know what you do?”

“I’m pursuing acting.”

“Really!”

Min Soo-jin is visibly happy and screams. England felt quite embarrassed by that sight.

‘Do you not know me?’

I wasn’t the type of person to brag about being famous. However, I thought the name was already quite well known in Korea. Not surprisingly, it achieved huge box office success twice as a hit and miss movie, and wasn’t it called a guaranteed box office hit in dramas as well?

Moreover, since he had already won an acting award at MBS, it made no sense for a broadcaster to not recognize him.

“It’s nothing else, it’s because we are currently programming a drama. By any chance, does that mean you are majoring in theater and film in college? Or are you going to auditions? No, look at my mind. “Can I ask what your name is?”

“Over there, writer Min.”

“Producer Kim, wait a minute! I really felt like I came across a pearl hidden in the sea today. I got the feeling as soon as I saw it! What’s more, I heard that you are aspiring to become an actor, so I thought it was fate, really!”

“Author Min—!”

It was only then that Min Su-jin stopped talking at Kim Woo-hyung’s shout. Kim Woo-hyung shouts wordlessly at Min Su-jin with his face turning red and tired.

Min Soo-jin turns her head, narrows her eyes, and closely examines the shape of Kim Woo-hyung’s mouth.

“Jang..Young..Guuk…?!”

At that moment, Min Soo-jin’s head jerks back toward England.

“omg.”

* * *

It is a large pot house where the sea breeze blows. Among the noisy laughter of sailors under an old signboard showing signs of age, there was only one table that seemed to die.

Writer Min Su-jin ran her fingers down her face and let out a deep sigh.

“Producer Kim, someone like me should die.”

Min Soo-jin, who spoke self-deprecatingly, picks up the soju bottle and fills it with soju. PD Kim Woo-hyung tried to stop him, but it was already too late. Isn’t that like pouring a glass full of soju down your throat?

It was natural for her to feel intoxicated, but on the contrary, Min Su-jin’s mind seemed to become clearer as she did so.

“How can a broadcasting station writer not even know the face of actor Jang Young-guk? Ugh.”

Was it because I was so absorbed in the sight of England cutting through the blue waves? I didn’t recognize his face right away. It was as if he had walked straight out of his own script and he could not tell that it was actor Jang Young-guk.

“Don’t be so hard on yourself, I didn’t recognize you at first either. “It can happen if you’re not in your right mind.”

Kim Woo-hyung offers words of comfort to Min Soo-jin, who blames herself. At that moment, the aunt of Daepotjip approached me holding a plate full of Bindaetteok.

However, Min Soo-jin pours soju into her mouth again without even eating the snack.

“I’d be lucky if I just didn’t recognize the face. “I was shocked that he ran around thinking he had found a pearl buried in the sea, not knowing that he was an actor, Jang Young-guk, and that he majored in acting.”

“Why can this be taken to mean that there are multiple masks? Don’t think too bad of him. He won’t think too bad of you either. Even in broadcasting circles, actor Jang Young-guk is famous for his good personality.”

“Do you really think so?”

“Well, if that friend Mi-dam floating around the broadcasting station isn’t a lie.”

“Oh really!”

Min Su-jin sighs once more.

The pride of actors is strong. In particular, some actors sometimes get angry at things that cannot be understood by ordinary people. As a famous anecdote goes, there was an actress who didn’t say a word to the staff on set. It would have been more correct to say that it was a lack of cheapness rather than a sense of being the chosen people.

That’s how capricious the actors’ temperament is. The good news is that actor Jang Young-guk is famous for his good personality not only in broadcasting but also in Chungmuro.

At that time, Min Soo-jin looks at Kim Woo-hyung and asks.

“Producer Kim, Jang Young-guk can’t do that, right?”

In response to the unexpected question, Kim Woo-hyung lifts his glass of soju and spits it out as he tries to moisten his mouth. Suddenly, soju was sprayed like mist on the face of Min Su-jin, who was sitting across from him.

“No, writer Min. I have to say something that makes sense. Do you know how much Jang Young-guk’s ransom is?”

* * *

The fragrant smell of kimchi fried rice wafts through the small apartment in Yeongdo. Jisoo said with her eyes wide open after eating a spoonful of British-made kimchi fried rice.

“Oppa, are you this good at cooking?”

England gives a faint smile. While my mother and stepfather were on their honeymoon, I had to take care of Jisoo for a short period of time.

It’s been a while since she showed off her cooking skills, and Jisoo seems quite satisfied with it. After all, if you add in your past life experiences, isn’t your career alone already spanning several decades?

“It’s really delicious. “My brother, you can get married now!”

“There’s nothing a little thing can’t say. “Hurry up, eat dinner, brush your teeth, and then go back and do your homework.”

“It’s really like this. It’s exactly the same thing I say to my dad. And I am now a high school student. “I’ll be a college student in a few years.”

“Anyone can be a college student, but you have to do well on the CSAT to get into the college you want.”

Jisoo wanted to retort, but couldn’t. After all, England, who is smiling across from him, is the first person to score a perfect score on the Scholastic Ability Test. From looks to brains. It was no exaggeration to say that it was truly equipped with everything.

“My father said so. Jisoo, you don’t study these days and always follow the concerts of singers who appear on TV.”

“That’s just because I like the fans.”

“But did you go to a concert in Daegu, even going through your piggy bank? “You’re young and you’re not afraid.”

Jisoo’s mouth sticks out. England, who was watching this, raised the corner of his mouth and elaborated.

“If you get good grades on this final exam, my brother will get you autographs from the singers you like.”

“what? “It’s real!”

As England nodded briefly, Jisoo quickly finished the kimchi fried rice in front of her. Then, after gulping down a glass of water, he jumps up from his seat. It was a time when England was puzzled by what had happened in just five minutes.

“Oppa, I’m going to go to my room and study from now on. “Don’t disturb me!”

“her.”

England stuck his tongue out when he saw Jisoo quickly running into his room. Are idols that good? England also sat down on a chair at the dining table and took out a small booklet.

-Thank you for reading this just once!

It was a booklet handed to me by writer Min Su-jin, whom I met this afternoon. She barely managed to hand over the booklet while stuttering, as if she was sorry that she didn’t recognize England’s face.

When I got home and checked what it was, it was a drama synopsis. Preparation alone deserves recognition.

“Let’s take a look.”

Britain’s eyes turn to the synopsis.

How much time has passed?

At first it was just curiosity. After all, it is no exaggeration to say that synopses for dramas and movies are already piled up like a mountain when you go to the agency.

However, as each page was passed, England could not take his eyes off it for even a moment. Contrary to the author’s image of being aloof, doesn’t it feel as if the synopsis is sucking you in?