I Will Live As An Actor Chapter 36

I will live as an actor Episode 36: A

good harvest.

Just as a farmer reaps the year’s harvest, a sailor’s hands move busily on the dockside. The horn of a fishing boat docking is loud, as if expressing the joy of a full boat. A flock of seagulls and a stray cat hover around the dock, looking for any stray soybeans.

“You caught a lot!”

Judging by his tall height and handsome appearance, he is a young man who does not fit in well with the dockside. He waves his hand as if he is familiar with the fishing boat docking, and his wide shoulders are wide, as if looking at Yeongdodaegyo Bridge. The shipowner answers the young man’s call with the horn of a boat. That sound is very affectionate.

“England! How dare you come out here in the wee hours of the morning! School starts soon, so let’s go up to Seoul.”

The ship’s owner, whose hat was pulled down, was acquainted with the young man. Isn’t this my father’s last name, whom I followed around as my uncle since I was young? There is always a good harvest at the docks in spring. It was a time when seasonal fish, from mullet to flatfish, were caught in droves. Because of this, there was always a shortage of workers around this time.

“I’m going up in the evening, so I still have plenty of time! I’m tired from just staying at home, so I should be able to handle it! If not on a day like today, I’ll help you sometime! Aren’t you happy to help out?”

“Of course it’s a pleasure!”

“I knew it would be like that!”

The bronze-skinned captain could not hide the joy from his wrinkled eyes. The young man climbs onto the fishing boat as if it were his home, checks the full fishing port, and lets out an exclamation. When you roll up your sleeves, your muscular forearms are revealed.

“Hey, our old man has taken over South Port!”

The movements of a young man carrying a box of fish are unusual. Don’t you think you carry fish without losing your balance even on a shaking boat, as if you’ve been working on a boat for a long time? As the saying goes, he performs several labor duties alone. It was early in the morning and the weather was still chilly, but the sailor’s clothes were soaked with sweat as if summer had already arrived.

“England! Drink up this drink!”

The captain pats the young man on his sturdy back and hands him a glass of misutgaru with ice floating on it. A young man quenching his thirst with rice flour asks.

“Hey! When are we going to change the name of this ship?”

“Wow, it hasn’t even been that long since England said you were tacky, so I like you!”

“No, but that’s true. What is the British ship? The British ship! Every time I see that ship, I feel embarrassed and don’t know what to do. Oh, my God!”

“It’s the name of someone who will become a great actor, so why is it so unfamiliar?”

The captain smiled brightly, as if showing off his rough beard.

“England is your mother?”

“Business at the store is going well these days, baby! Yang’s sister also sits next to her mother, and even though I help her at the store these days, the two of us get along well!”

“Are you going up to Seoul today?”

“What is all this?”

It is a seasonal fish that is selected in advance while fishing. It contains such deep affection that it is difficult to calculate its value. What’s more, they even hand you a white envelope containing pocket money. In the end, the captain slaps the wide back of the waving boy and pushes the envelope into his pocket. They look like father and son.

“Take it man!”

The captain cared for the boy that much as if he were his own son. The son of my close friend. After losing a friend I was fishing with at sea, I couldn’t even meet him for several years out of guilt. However, it was none other than a boy who approached me first. England, who was young just a few years ago, was now growing into a dependable and handsome young man. No doubt his friend on the beach was also happily witnessing this scene.

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Protagonist Protagonist Protagonist.

This is a word that has been troubling writer Hwang Soo-kyung’s mind recently. She debuted as a drama writer at a rather young age. There is a common saying that good writing comes with age. However, writer Hwang already has a solid position within the broadcasting station due to the successive successes that put those words to shame. As a joke, there is a saying in the drama department that writer Hwang is above writer Wang, so everyone recognizes his skills.

‘I will definitely choose the main character!’

Perhaps because of this, he has enormous authority in casting actors. Just as the sum of the director and actors is important, the sum of the writer and actors is also important. I had to find the right piece to fit the puzzle I was envisioning. After all, I couldn’t bear to see an actor who didn’t even eat the baby he gave birth to, even if I died, act like that.

“Sir, how long are you going to worry like that? Aren’t you working?”

While artist Wang usually has several assistant writers, writer Hwang has only one assistant writer.

“Sujin, if you cook stir-fried sweet dal, is this a Chinese restaurant? I can’t stop writing! I’ve finished the synopsis, but there’s no picture that comes to mind as the main character! If you work in this state, it’ll be as dull as a steamed bun without anchovy!”

“No, but that’s true. It’s been a few weeks already! Producer Kim keeps avoiding my calls, so he keeps contacting me. Instead of doing that, why don’t you just use Park Si-woo as the main character? His acting isn’t bad, his mask is good, and he’s kind, so he’s popular with female fans. “It’s also very popular.”

“You’re so sweet, have you already forgotten that Park Si-woo was caught secretly throwing away fan letters! And he’s 30 the day after tomorrow! How can he look good in school uniform with that kind of face? This work focuses on high teens! High teens! ”

Teen is a word that literally means teenager. Hwang Soo-kyung nervously brushed her long hair. The broadcasting station looked at the synopsis and was already making nonsense, like asking if a popular group vocalist or an idol would be the main character. But I had no intention of using people who didn’t even have acting skills.

“Reporters are in an uproar! How did they know that a new work was coming in? They put it on the front page of the entertainment news? I’m glad it was just a joke. The community was also in an uproar! The SBC drama department was flooded with calls asking when it would be aired. “I’m losing my mind while playing!”

“Producer Kim! I told you not to talk so loudly, but whenever you meet reporters, you’re so busy chattering away like a sparrow in a mill that you won’t get any news!”

Hwang Soo-kyung has broken box office records one after another starting with her debut film. Perhaps thanks to that, the media is already wondering who Hwang Soo-kyung’s man will be. Isn’t it telling you to let go? This would mean that he was a writer of high public interest.

“Why are you changing your clothes again?”

This is Hwang Soo-kyung, who takes off her pajamas and puts on a loose hoodie.

“There’s an old saying that if you want to find a tiger, you have to go into the tiger’s den! This sister should go into the tiger’s den herself and get some inspiration! If I stay like this, I don’t think I’ll be able to eat or die!”

“Isn’t there a saying that even if you go into a tiger’s den, you can survive if you keep your wits about you? Senior, no, sister, wait a minute!”

Ignoring the words of the assistant writer, Hwang Soo-kyung walked out with only a wallet. The assistant writer’s eyes widened and he tried to catch Hwang Soo-kyung, but it was already too late. No matter how you look at it, he is an unusual man. He may be at the top as a drama writer, but isn’t he such a failure in terms of humanity? Just looking at it now, it was like that. I changed my clothes, but ran out with my shoes on.

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Like opening an old diary, going to school always stimulates the innocence of childhood. The faster you pedal your bike, the more clearly you feel the spring breeze caressing your cheeks. It’s comfortable, as if the unfamiliar school uniform has now become everyday wear, and the signboard at the school gate is also cozy. As I walk under the cherry blossoms in full bloom, I feel glances at me.

“Jang Young-guk, what are you doing here without eating lunch?”

Between the boy and the young man, broad shoulders are lying on the lawn where cherry blossom petals have fallen, as if pink paint has been sprinkled on a dark watercolor painting. In addition to his tall height, his high nose bridge and pure eyes resemble those of a calf. It’s similar to my past life, but it feels different. It looks much cleaner and brighter. Maybe that’s why people walking around campus give him glances at least once.

“You’re here, you’re here! The season when freshmen fall into the swamp has arrived! Last year, the seniors fell into that swamp!”

“A swamp?”

“You! You!”

Swamp is a word that refers to Jang Young-guk’s attractive puddle. I wonder if this is the way to describe the change of seasons. The appearance of him wearing a school uniform was reminiscent of an American youth, and his sometimes profound gaze shook the hearts of many women as if leaving a trace. Of course, I don’t think I know this.

“Stop making cameos and go eat lunch!”

“I heard that nickname is unfamiliar.”

Ten million cameos.

It’s an unfamiliar nickname to him. For the past three years, I have devoted myself to my studies at the recommendation of CEO Seonghwan Kim. They say you can act at any time, but your school days will never come back. He is a very grateful person. However, that does not mean that he did not work at all.

He even earned the nickname “10 Million Cameos” by making cameo appearances in his grandfather’s (director Baek Jang-hoon’s) works. It’s so outrageous that in Chungmuro, there’s even a superstition that if Jang Young-guk makes a cameo appearance, the audience will exceed 10 million.

“Well, my homeroom teacher asked me to go to the bench next to the basketball court after lunch. I heard there’s someone there to guide you around the school? I heard he’s a senior who graduated a long time ago. I guess he’s doing well at the broadcasting station.”

“why me?”

“I guess it’s because you have a long connection with the broadcasting station. Also, don’t lie here and bewitch the new students, get up quickly!”

The class president quickly left her seat and placed a small glass of strawberry milk next to the boy. England says

‘Thank you!’

When I held up the strawberry milk, he made a gloomy expression. It looks like he isn’t just obsessed with freshmen.

The basketball court is full of the smell of sweat. Chalk powder and old tutorials are great, but is there anything better than this when it comes to expressing school uniforms? It is a place filled with only the pure scent of grass, not adults who follow the wishes of society like silver grass.

‘Hero!’

Author Hwang Soo-kyung visited her alma mater. Isn’t inspiration the most important thing in writing? There is no place like this to put the words that are tying up my mind. Even though ten years have passed since I graduated, the campus always retains youth. You could see it just by looking at the faces of the students running around the basketball court. There was a time when I was pure and untainted like that. It was then.

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A basketball that lost its owner splits the air and flies toward the bench where she was sitting. It happened so quickly that I had no time to avoid it and just closed my eyes. But what? I don’t feel the sensation of being hit by a basketball that was flying at me like a fierce bull.

‘Ugh.’

Hwang Soo-kyung slowly opened her tightly closed eyes and looked ahead. Just as a mirage in the desert gradually reveals itself, the image of a being blocking a basketball with one hand slowly unfolds. If you were to measure the area of the Pacific Ocean, it would be like this. The owner of wide shoulders catches a basketball with one hand and throws it back into the court.

“Are you okay?”

A voice that tickles your heart like biting into sweet cotton candy and deep eyes. As if the sunlight of a warm spring day gave her inspiration, the words that had been stuck in her mind at that moment disappeared like melting snow. The other person still looks at him with calf-like eyes, whether he knows what he wants or not. My heart is pounding hard and I feel like my words are coming out in vain.

“oh my god.”

Because the main character of the screenplay I had been looking for appeared before my eyes.