Capítulo 86: Acceleration (2)
Park Pan-seo, who was looking up at Kang Woo-jin, let go of his hand and responded.
"I enjoyed your performance last time."
At this time, director Kim Do-hee and assistant director were appointed. Director Kim Do-hee opened the mouth.
"Once the greetings are over, Woojin, you can immediately put on makeup and prepare your costume."
"Yes, director."
"teacher. Are you really okay?"
"That's right."
Here, Kang Woo-jin looked at Park Pan-seo of Tiger Force.
'Where does it hurt?'
Park Pan-seo, who noticed the gaze, held up the scenario and waved it as if to tell him not to worry.
"It's okay, Woojin, all he thinks about is acting. "Because Director Kim is making such a fuss for no reason."
"Ah, I understand."
Only at this time did director Kim Do-hee sigh slightly and give instructions to the assistant director.
"Okay, then let's hurry. Starting with Woojin's makeup costume. Woojin! "I understand from the scenario, but do you have any makeup on today?"
"I know."
Soon, Kang Woo-jin and the assistant director moved to where the makeup team was gathered. Park Pan-seo, who was quietly looking at Woo-jin's back, muttered to director Kim Do-hee.
"Please don't cut off that guy in the middle of his performance because you're worried about me."
"······Yes, teacher."
Although he answered appropriately, Director Kim Do-hee was a little surprised when he saw Park Pan-seo.
'A person who is usually so calm got really hot?'
Like Park Pan-seo, he focused his gaze on Kang Woo-jin in front of him.
'Is it because of Woojin? Well, that's strange. Jaejun too. There may be some enthusiasm from a rookie, but Woojin has the power to awaken actors. 'I'm not bad, though.'
Director Kim Do-hee felt a little sorry for the actors who were working with Kang Woo-jin, and he remembered what Jin Jae-jun, the male lead, said in passing about yesterday.
'When I act in front of that friend, I feel naked, not as an actor but as a role.'
That was something director Kim Do-hee could never feel. Whatever it was, it was when Director Kim Do-hee moved to the place where the three monitors were placed.
"hmm?"
Choi Seong-gun, who appeared with pigtails among the onlookers controlled by the staff, stood out. and.
'They said they were coming today?'
There were two guests waiting. Next, Choi Seong-gun and director Kim Do-hee exchanged greetings, even though they were far away. Still, Director Kim Do-hee tilted his head.
'Who is it? Not one, but two? 'Seeing as they even have their faces covered, they seem to be famous people.'
The two guests guided by Choi Seong-geon had their faces covered with masks. Although this was something he had already heard, Director Kim Do-hee's curiosity grew. Since I came to see Kang Woo-jin, I was certain that he was from the same industry, but when I went to ask him about him, the picture was strange.
Director Kim Do-hee, who was scratching his chin, called the assistant director.
"You can see it over there. Choi Dae-pyo and two others."
"Ah, you're wearing a mask. "Who are you?"
"I don't know. "Anyway, those two over there are Choi Dae-pyo's guests, so tell the teams not to worry about them."
"Ah, I understand."
"Are there any chairs left?"
"Yes, a few."
"Give it to you there. "Sit down and watch."
As soon as he received the order, the assistant director ran with overlapping plastic chairs, and Choi Seong-gun, who received the chair, bowed his head to director Kim Do-hee. It was a sign of gratitude. Choi Seong-gun unfolded a plastic chair and gestured to the two guests.
"Sit."
Simple Japanese. It was natural. The guests were director Kyotaro and writer Akari. Soon, Director Kyotaro greeted Choi Seong-geon lightly.
"thank you."
"thank you."
Author Akari sat on a plastic chair. Although staff members walking around glanced at the two, director Kyotaro and writer Akari didn't pay much attention. Above all, the artist Akari with her glasses pushed up from the tip of her nose.
"hmm-"
I was busy watching Kang Woo-jin in full makeup among the staff.
'The physicality looks good.'
The first feeling wasn't bad. And yet, she looks at Director Kyotaro sitting next to her. Director Kyotaro was talking simple Japanese with Choi Seong-geon.
'The director said he was in love with me, but to what extent?'
Author Akari shifts her gaze to Woojin again.
'I'm sure he'll be good at acting. But I heard he's not that old. 'You can't ignore the amount of learning experience.'
Although she is not an expert on acting, author Akari has created numerous novels. He created an incredible amount of characters. Ultimately, the liveliness of a character must be based on experience. At least that's what writer Akari thought.
'You have to see, feel, and realize a lot to make your smoke thicker. That kid might be a little lacking in that regard.'
With those things in mind, writer Akari began to watch Kang Woo-jin all the time.
'Still, there must be something to make up for the shortcomings.'
About 40 minutes later.
Kang Woo-jin's makeup and costume preparations have been completed. Of course, preparation for filming. Various cameras were set up in front of a simple table in front of the warehouse. The same goes for lighting and audio equipment. The distance between the staff members surrounding the filming zone narrowed, and onlookers moved further back. And Park Pan-seo and Kang Woo-jin are standing outside the camera area at the simple table.
The simple rehearsal has already been completed.
Therefore, all the staff members stared at the filming zone as if they were dead in their seats, and Director Kim Do-hee chatted with the cinematographer for a moment about their movements.
"When you first enter, it feels like you are entering from outside the area rather than from the front. uh? "You know the feeling, right?"
"Uh oh. Okay okay."
According to the scenario, this scene took place some time after drug lord Choi Jun-ho was killed by Jeong Seong-hoon. Jeong Seong-hoon, who made a deal with Lee Sang-man, gains momentum by selling drugs to Japan. He makes a lot of money and Japan's feet expand.
However, Jeong Seong-hoon's identity is a police officer.
It was a crisis in terms of undercover investigation. There is friction between Jeong Seong-hoon and the police officers who implemented this project, but Jeong Seong-hoon, who has already enjoyed the money, ignores them. Because of this, business in Japan will also be put on hold for a while.
Because executives worked behind the scenes.
Jeong Seong-hoon pauses on the Japanese path and targets the Korean domestic market. Here, Lee Sang-man appears again. Whether in Japan or Korea, Jeong Seong-hoon's work speed was too slow. It was due to friction between police officers, but Lee Sang-man was unaware of this.
However, we cannot blindly remove Jeong Seong-hoon.
Since his head has already grown to the point where it has grown, the size of Jeong Seong-hoon's side has also increased several times, and more importantly, if he is dealt with, the production and sale of drugs will be disrupted. I can't even accept free gifts. Therefore, Lee Sang-man secretly calls the manufacturer Kim Hyun-soo, who is called 'Professor Kim', without Seong-hoon Jeong's knowledge.
It was to recruit Professor Kim.
Following.
"Let's go!"
Director Kim Do-hee, who finished talking with the cinematographer, gave a general shout and then sat down. One of the male staff members slapped the slate in front of the camera! I hit it.
"high-"
A sign quickly spreads through loudspeakers.
"action!!"
The camera angle shows the table in front of the warehouse. Various raw fish and soju were set on the table. Park Pan-seo sat there. No, Professor Kim. Professor Kim, wearing a breathable brown linen shirt, moved his hands.
-Sigh.
Pouring soju into a soju glass. His expression hardened. I was nervous, but not excessively. gulp. Professor Kim, who had taken a shot of soju, was holding wooden chopsticks.
"Uh, do you like raw fish?"
A rough yet tired male voice was heard from somewhere. Because Kang Woo-jin in a suit walked by. No, it's just Lee Sang-man. It doesn't really matter either way. Both are the same. Behind him are dozens of his subordinates.
"Wow, it's hot."
Lee Sang-man stopped in front of the table and took off his suit jacket. Then he rolled up his shirt sleeves. Tattoos clearly visible on both arms. Soon, Sang-man Lee sat down in the seat opposite Professor Kim.
"Why is it so difficult to meet Professor Kim?"
Lee Sang-man fills Professor Kim's soju glass. His mood was very different from before. There was still a fierce glow in his eyes, but they were not flexible. It's weak. It wasn't intentional laxity.
For Lee Sang-man, the violence he used to show has decreased.
However, it gave off a strange smell. Although it acts like a snake, it is more like a thorn that protrudes when the mantis body is crushed. It's thin and weak, but it's disgusting and deadly.
-Crackling.
Lee Sang-man puts a cigarette in his mouth and holds out the cigarette pack to Professor Kim.
"Do one."
"I quit smoking."
"Why are you giving up this good thing?"
"Because I'm older."
"Damn it, don't get in the mood, you bastard. "I called you Professor, so you know you're really a teacher, right?"
Lee Sang-man suddenly bit his molars and suddenly smiled. Confused expression changes. The camera captured it closely.
"Ah, sorry, sorry. "I'm sorry, Professor Kim."
Professor Kim just stares at Lee Sang in silence and then asks again.
"Are you okay?"
"what."
"I would know just by looking at your face. "You're dying."
"It's old man. "Watch your mouth before I shove a soju bottle in your mouth."
Sparse but sharp. Lee Sang-man's tone as he scratched his forearm contained a strange murderous intent. It's a warning that makes you cry, but you can hold it in and hear it. But Professor Kim just looked at Lee Sang with pity.
It was worth it.
Sunken snowballs, deepening dark circles, dark spots all over the face, frizzy hair, and sparsely grown beards.
The man sitting in front of me was no longer just Lee Sang. I'm just a mulberry addict who is drunk on the taste of mulberry.
"so. "Why did you ask to see me?"
"Main subject? The main point is good. That- I mean. "Now stop sucking on the head and lick my asshole."
"Abandon Seong-Hoon Jeong?"
"no? "It would be a waste to just throw it away."
-Sigh.
Lee Sang-man, smiling like a crazy person, pushes his body towards Professor Kim.
"Are you going to take out that bastard's intestines and sell them?"
"Unfortunately, I don't do business with mulberry people."
"······what?"
"I have to sell mulberries. If I eat mulberries, I will use them." "I'll just pretend I didn't hear about today."
"Did you have sex with Jeong Seong-hoon?"
"······"
"I'll give it to you, so you tell me to stick it in my asshole, but your tongue is so fucking long."
A clear change between Lee Sang Man in the beginning and now Lee Sang Man. No, you could call it deterioration. The flexible majesty and weight he had disappeared. Just the appearance of a madman mired in addiction.
In reality, he was going crazy.
The change is clearly expressed in Lee Sang-man's tone, eyes, and actions.
Anyway, after taking a quick shot of soju, Professor Kim got up from his seat. As he took a step forward, Lee Sang-man, putting a new cigarette in his mouth, laughed absurdly. However, the texture of the laughter is different from before. It felt like the control I had had was completely gone.
"They made me go around wearing gold jewelry, but now they treat me like some kind of beggar and fall asleep."
However, Professor Kim just ignored Lee Sang. However, a dozen subordinates stopped him. The only thing that follows is what happens next.
"Professor Kim. There's something urgent to do, so hurry up. "Make some mulberry for the mulberry guy."
"Talk to Seonghun Jeong."
Lee Sang-man slowly and leisurely approaches Professor Kim, who has stopped. However, his gaze had already lost its restraint. Lee Sang-man placed his face on Professor Kim's right shoulder, who was behind him. The camera takes a two-shot of two people standing side by side from the front.
And then Lee Sang-man whispered in Professor Kim's ear. The voice is strange.
"You keep saying fucking Jeong Seong-hoon and Jeong Seong-hoon. "That bastard knows how to make it, right?"
"······well."
"I think you know?"
"Let me open the way."
At this time, Professor Kim. No, Park Pan-seo wiped the sweat from his hands on his pants. It was acting, but it wasn't acting. Because I recognized it thanks to Lee Sang-man's voice in my ear.
That he will die soon.
But Lee Sang-man's words did not stop.
"It's tough."
Although he took his face away from his shoulder, his strange voice could still be heard behind Professor Kim's back.
"Jeong Seong-hoon has given up on those rat-a-boos, and they're making a fuss about the domestic market, but they're not moving. It's tough. "Then what should I do?"
"It's just ideal."
"What I'm saying is that you have to keep your mouth shut at least a little bit."
Professor Kim sighs slightly and forcibly pushes away the subordinates who were blocking his way. But it's not easy. Soon, reason disappeared from Lee Sang-man's eyes as he looked at Professor Kim's back. Only instinct existed.
"see-"
Lee Sang-man looked around and found bricks piled up in front of the warehouse.
"Oh, that's perfect."
He picks up a brick. His breathing is slow as if he is tired and his hands gesture with weakness as if he wants to get home from work. Lee Sang-man, still holding the brick, called out to Professor Kim, who was struggling with his subordinate.
"Professor Kim."
Professor Kim, who stopped standing tall, turned around. At that moment, Lee Sang-man hit Professor Kim in the face with a brick.
-Park!
There is no expression on his face. It's just insignificant.
"Are we going to get old and sell our internal organs? Hey, will it sell?"
The subordinate is trembling.
"Hey, it looks like it's going to be difficult."
"Right? "What about the eyeballs?"
"······"
"I don't know, fuck."
Professor Kim falls to the floor and groans.
"Kuhuh...uhuh-keuhuh..."
I climbed onto the back. She then continued working. Professor Kim is hit twice on the head with a brick.
-Paak!!Paak!!!
I have no hesitation. There's no need for that. Soon, blood spattered from Professor Kim's head. The blood clearly seeped into the brick.
-Sigh.
Lee Sang-man put a brick to his nose, smelled blood, and smiled bitterly.
"I guess it's because I'm an old man, so I'm Gunnae."
"······Uh-"
"I'm going to live." Oh, stay, stay."
-Pap pak pak!
A dull, repetitive noise. It was the sound of a brick smashing Professor Kim's head. But that also quickly becomes mushy. Every time Lee Sang-man hit Professor Kim's head, his bones were crushed, and before he knew it, Professor Kim was nothing more than a piece of meat with only a piece of flesh left.
But Lee Sang-man did not stop his hand.
-Pap pak pak!
It almost looked like they were planning to bury a piece of meat into the ground. Hit, hit, hit, hit. Before I knew it, blood was splashing not only on the bricks but also on Lee Sang-man's face.
Age spots and blood mix harmoniously.
As for Lee Sang-man, who had a seizure for a few tens of seconds.
"after-"
He threw the brick he was holding at the subordinates in front of him and sat down on the table in the back without even wiping his blood-covered face. Just a glass of soju. One piece of sashimi.
Lee Sang-man, who was chewing squishy raw fish, took a picture of the piece of meat stuck on the floor with his wooden chopsticks.
"Call Seonghun Jeong. And take it away. "
I put a cigarette in my mouth. At this time, the camera focused closely on Lee Sang-man, who was covered in blood and age spots. Then, Lee Sang-man scratched his forearm and looked at the camera, slightly raising the corner of his mouth.
"Or you guys are getting steamy. "It's soft because it's compacted."
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