This Life Starts as a Child Actor Chapter 152

This life starts from a child role (152)

‘It wasn’t a mistake, you called me, right?’

Su-hyeon approached Ho-chan and Ji-yeon with noticeably slower steps.

Contrary to the direction of movement, my ears were open toward the place where I heard Korean.

“Is it cute?”

“Isn’t it cute? I fell in love with the Valentine CF. “It’s against the law for a boy to wear that kind of attire.”

“It used to be really cute… but now you can just look at it and say it’s a boy, right?”

“At first glance, the fact that he is a boy and his skin is fair and well-groomed is a violation!”

The woman, who could not contain her excitement, belatedly lowered her voice, probably because she was worried that Su-hyeon would hear.

Suhyun, feeling a little disappointed, stopped without realizing it.

It’s been such a long time since I’ve met such a passionate fan, so I wanted to pretend I knew him.

‘no. If you take pictures and make a fuss on a street like this, other Koreans will look at you, and foreigners might also become curious…’

He was caught up in conflict and suppressed his greed.

People’s crowd psychology has a mysterious aspect. When people gather together, even those who were not interested become curious.

As she accepted them one by one, even people who didn’t know Suhyeon might ask for pictures, thinking, ‘Everyone takes pictures.’

‘It might be a good thing if I were alone. But this is a family trip.’

Dealing with fans and selling one’s face is not a bad thing as a celebrity.

But now he was traveling with his family and didn’t want to ruin his time with his family by worrying about his fans.

“Suhyeon.”

As Su-hyeon stood still, Ji-yeon, who had been looking at him, approached with a puzzled expression.

Behind her, she heard the sad screams of a father who had been slapped by his daughter, but Jiyeon, who was preoccupied with her son, could not pay attention to her husband.

“Wow, I guess the family came here.”

“It’s a good thing I didn’t approach you. I came here with my family, but it’s not good if they stick around and say I’m a fan. let’s go.”

“Still, it’s disappointing. “A story without certification is a masterpiece.”

“Then go and ask for it.”

“I don’t want to interfere with my privacy….”

“What should I do?”

Only then did I hear the women behind me talking in surprise, perhaps realizing that it was a family trip.

Because they were so embarrassed that they forgot to lower their voices, their conversation reached the ears of Soo-hyeon, who was watching them.

‘I’m sorry, sister. I wanted to take a photo for proof, but I was starting to get a lot of attention. ‘My life is full of sin.’

Su-hyeon, like the heroine of a tragic story, moved from where she had stopped, buried in sorrow.

They cannot be the only Korean tourists on Hollywood Street, a famous tourist destination.

It was obvious that if one person was allowed in, others would also gain courage, so in order to enjoy the family trip, we had to ignore the fan.

‘I never thought there would come a day when I would ignore my fans out of fear that it would interfere with my daily life. It’s overwhelming, but it’s also a little sad.’

How far is appropriate fan service?

Suhyeon gave up his continuing thoughts and moved to the Chinese theater across the street.

The desire to advance further and concerns about fan service were important, but now family came first.

* * *

The Chinese theater seen up close boasted a huge size and an atmosphere that felt like a foreigner imitating Chinese style.

It matched strangely well with the souvenir shops lined up around it.

“Oh, it’s Daniel Thompson. “Honey, I’m here.”

Traces of stars were left on the floor inside the theater along with their autographs.

Each individual’s personality was revealed in the letters written, and while some wrote stylish phrases, there were also quite a few who left only the date, signature, and hand and foot prints.

‘It looks like it’s almost full, but isn’t there more to expand? Or do I just pull out what was there before and put in the new one?’

As Suhyeon was thinking rude thoughts, familiar voices came from behind.

Rather than following Soo-hyeon as his fans who had just turned away, their destination seemed to be the same.

“…It’s a famous place, but I don’t know its name.”

“Oh, it’s Maria Canner. “Take a picture of me here.”

“Black Su-hyeon is nearby, so I have to take pictures of these fossils whose names I don’t even know.”

“…You have now turned a million movie fans into enemies.”

“I don’t know. one two. “You closed your eyes.”

“Oh, don’t count just two.”

While bickering, they took photos here and there, digging around on the floor without realizing that Suhyun was next to them.

Suhyeon stared at them.

I didn’t know if it was a shame that they didn’t take a picture with me or if it was a shame that they were enjoying themselves while forgetting about me.

‘The treacherous heart of humans.’

While Soo-hyeon was reflecting on her contradictory feelings, Ji-yeon, who was taking a picture with her husband, noticed her son standing still and stood up.

As she looked at where his gaze was directed, she realized something and called out to Su-hyeon.

“Suhyeon.”

“Your mom.”

“Are you caught for just leaving earlier?”

“yes?”

Jiyeon smiled as she looked at her son’s round eyes.

Her smile was as warm as usual.

“These are the sisters who recognized you and talked to you earlier, right?”

“…did you know?”

“Then the son’s name comes up, but there’s no way the mother wouldn’t know.”

Su-hyeon, who thought she was the only one who discovered it, hid her embarrassment at Ji-yeon’s words.

Regardless of the cocktail effect or anything, it was natural that when I heard Korean in a foreign language, it would stick in my ears.

“They’re going to the corner, but pretend not to notice and follow them and take a picture.”

“Uh um. “Isn’t that a bit like that?”

Suhyeon answered with a shocked face.

He approaches people who are having fun and asks if they recognized him earlier and asks to take a picture with them.

No matter how much I thought about it, that wasn’t the case.

“is it…? “I think I would be happy if a singer or actor I like would do that.”

“I thought my situation would be very sad if fan service went that far…”

“Ah.”

Only then did Jiyeon, who read the situation, nod her head.

Aside from the lingering regret, it was strange that a celebrity was the first to take a picture.

“That’s right.”

“What can I do? “It’s not fate this time.”

“My son speaks very maturely. Now, let’s go and take a picture.”

“yes.”

Soohyun took her eyes off the fans who recognized her and headed to where Hochan was with Jiyeon.

The sight of them huddled on the floor taking pictures was no different from other tourists.

“uh?”

“ah.”

After taking a picture with a statue of a famous actress at the Chinese Theater and entering a souvenir shop, Soo-hyun was amazed at the third coincidence.

While looking at the items on display, the woman who came across her in front covered her mouth and stared at Soo-hyeon.

“hello.”

“Eup uh. Oh hi… uh. hmm. “My name is Park Min-young.”

She probably didn’t know that Su-hyeon would greet her first, but she covered her mouth and tried to speak, but quickly removed her hand and spat out her greeting.

Perhaps because she couldn’t believe the situation they were facing one-on-one, she rolled her eyes back and forth from Soo-hyeon.

“…Did you come on that trip?”

Minyoung immediately blushed after asking an obvious question.

After being separated from her friends and being alone, she was clumsy in one way or another.

“yes.”

Suhyun smiled calmly at her.

Only then did Minyoung look around for a moment, confirm that there was no one around, and carefully hold out her smartphone.

“…Can we take a picture together?”

At Minyoung’s request, Suhyeon opened her eyes wide for a moment and then smiled brightly.

It was a smile so dazzling to the eyes of an ordinary person.

“great.”

Along with her mesmerized expression, the small bundle of regrets flow away and disappear.

Su-hyeon cuddled up with Min-young and drew a small heart with her fingers.

Although photos of subtle humiliation were created from the size of the face to the skin, it was a satisfying time for both of them.

* * *

Suhyun’s 6 nights and 7 days trip was monotonous yet dynamic.

The time he spent with his family was leisurely, as it was for the purpose of healing, but unexpected accidents often occurred due to people recognizing him.

“Uh, Kang Soo-hyun… right?”

People easily approached Suhyeon, calling his name.

Even though it was just a face we saw often on the screen and there was no face to face, surprisingly many people did not know how to be polite.

‘But what if I was young? I heard that they usually don’t pretend to know each other when they are with family and respect their privacy even when they are alone.’

Most of those who recognized Suhyeon were young tourists in their 20s and 30s.

In the case of same-sex groups like Min-young’s group, even if they recognized him, they took pictures from afar or pretended not to notice Su-hyeon who was with his parents.

There were people who wanted to sign autographs or take pictures with them, but they knew the time and place and didn’t make a fuss that would attract attention.

The problem was that it was a mixed group of men and women.

“hello.”

“Oh, so it looks like you’re on a trip? “This is also our fate, so let’s take a picture with my brother and sister.”

For those with both men and women, requests for autographs or photos were significantly higher than for same-sex groups.

There were quite a few men who acted ostentatiously because they wanted to impress their women, who encouraged the men to come and ask for permission, perhaps because they developed a level of recklessness that had never existed before.

In particular, it was common for people to repeat the same request even after seeing that the previous request was rejected.

“Beomtae, I saw you refuse to take other people’s photos. “They say they came to visit their family, but they do this at a tourist attraction.”

“Hey. If we steal time, do we steal 10 minutes? Take away 30 minutes? You said you were a fan of this guy earlier. No, a celebrity can’t give an autograph or a photo to a fan? “If a public figure is like that, the service is a mess.”

The same goes for the man who asked Suhyeon to take a picture.

Anyone could see that it was a gesture meant to appeal to the woman next to him, and it was just as noisy.

‘This guy is especially mean… As a man, I feel really sorry that he is trying to show off his manhood by acting strong to a 13-year-old.’

The man whom the woman called a pervert, or a beggar, drew the attention of those around him with his loud voice.

He may think he is very threatening, but from a third party’s perspective, he is just a bully who bullies children in public.

‘Shouting loudly to make people shut up is also common in Korea.’

In Korea, the person with the loudest voice won.

This phenomenon occurred because everyone ended up threatening violence rather than using it directly, but in a country of guns and violence, a loud voice was just a point to build up the other person’s violence gauge.

[Hey, teacher. When I looked at him, he suddenly approached me and seemed angry. Did he do something wrong?]

“What are you saying?”

Beomtae growled, hiding his embarrassment at the sudden appearance of a foreigner.

Perhaps because of his lack of English skills, he responded nervously even to polite questions.

[They are my biggest fans and want to get my autograph. I learn in my own country.]

It was none other than Su-hyeon who answered the foreigner’s curiosity.

He explained the situation in fluent English.

It was something that made the situation even more confusing, but it wasn’t wrong.

[Oh, really. But you’re a big fan? If you are in a situation where you are being threatened, please tell me.]

[Um, that is…]

“Wait a minute. Soohyun!”

While Soo-hyeon was talking to a foreign man, Ho-chan appeared through the crowd.

When he saw the two men confronting Su-hyeon, he quickly blocked Su-hyeon’s path.

[I am this child’s father, but I don’t know what happened.]

[Ah! hello teacher. The man over here is arguing with the boy here. I intervened to see what was going on.]

[Oh, I see. Thank you.]

When the man said that he was trying to protect Soo-hyeon, Ho-chan expressed his gratitude and stared at Beom-tae.

There was a wariness in Ho-chan’s eyes as he looked at Beom-tae.

“Excuse me, but who are you…?”

“Huh. I just wanted to see Kang Soo-hyun and get an autograph. “It’s expensive for a child.”

When the situation turned into a major issue, Beom-tae joked that he was persecuting me.

Of course, it didn’t work for Su-hyeon’s father, Ho-chan.

“No matter how much you work as a child actor, you still have a private life, but you don’t have that.”

“what? Mr. Hwak.”

[Could you explain in English?]

[He’s a big fan of mine, but he wanted to force me to get it because I refused to sign it. Even if I use a slightly coercive method.]

[Coercive method? Teacher, is it true?]

As Su-hyeon summarized the situation, the foreign man looked at Beom-tae with a serious expression and immediately took out a black wallet from his pocket.

Inside the wallet, a police badge glittered.

[I would like to talk for a moment.] I am

saying this as a story, but the police officer’s gaze towards Beom-tae was not that different from the gaze towards a child criminal.

‘…I didn’t say anything wrong.’

Suhyeon quietly looked away at the situation that suddenly escalated.

He thought he spoke in a firm but polite tone, but he didn’t expect it to be a police officer.

After clearing up the misunderstanding, Beom-tae stamped his foot in anger.

This is because the woman he was hunting disappeared long ago and he suffered all the shame.

‘You brat, how dare you fuck me?’

He blushed at the situation he had just experienced.

The police officer looked pitiful at the explanation that he was just bluffing to impress the woman. The obnoxious kid who interpreted it to the police…

‘Do you think I’ll be treated like this?’

Beomtae accessed a site using the smartphone in his back pocket.

It was a community he usually used.

Beomtae, who was twiddling his thumb in anger, wrote down a long, long sentence and looked at the screen with a satisfied face.

“You should know that the world is scary.”

With his final touch, the screen changed.