Possessed 10 Million Actors

What do you mean it’s not acting?

When I looked at Min Kyungsoo’s face, I didn’t mean it in a bad way.

But he asked carefully just in case.

“What do you mean it’s not acting?”?”

Unlike my cautious voice, Min Kyungsoo answered playfully.

– “Oh, it’s not “acting”. It’s like real. – That’s what you’re saying. Like ‘really.’

“Oh.”

“A war of nerves between two evil girls over a man. It was written like that in the script, right?”

It seemed like a good misunderstanding.

“But as we go back, her training may be delayed. I know her personally, but she’s so nice that it might be a burden to act like that.”

“Well… I don’t know. I don’t think so. I saw her in the audition waiting room before, and Seo Yeonsoo was also very energetic.”

Unlike me, who was worried, Min Kyungsoo seemed quite relaxed.

“I couldn’t say a word to Park Hayeon and talk about you…”.”

The moment Min Kyungsoo tried to say something.

“Oh, brother!! I’ve been looking at you for a long time.”

A man wearing jeans and a sweatshirt approached and told Min Kyungsoo.

“Bro, the next shoot is a little pulled up. You have to go right now.”

Looking at him talking, he seemed to be Min Kyungsoo’s manager. Min Kyungsoo shrugged at the man’s words.

“I can’t help it. Jinseok, I’m going to film soon, so I’m going to go first.”

“Oh… Yes! Good luck!”

“Oh my!”

I thought while looking at the back of Min Kyungsoo’s head as he was walking.

I thought he was trying to say something important….’

But I couldn’t think long. It was time for me to start filming soon.

***

Through the semi-underground window, a bluish yet bleak light came in, and an eye-splittingly bright “light bulb” was hanging on the ceiling to illuminate the table.

The walls are dirty stained tiles, and the entrance is tightly closed with iron doors and bars.

It is an ‘Intrigumental Room’ that is common in movies set in the 1970s and 1980s.

“They made it really well.”

I’ve never been to the interrogation room, but when I looked at the details, I felt that I paid close attention to each one.

I pulled a chair and brought it to my desk.

“I have some time left, so I’ll just have to look at the script one more time.”

At that time, a staff member approached and said.

“Well, actor Kang Jinseok. Excuse me a for moment. I need to change the light bulb to a different one….”

“Yes, that’s fine.”

“Thank you.”

Click!

The staff came up to the desk and pulled out the light bulb. Then the interrogation room quickly went dark.

The eyes, which were accustomed to bright light, could not adapt to the darkness, so they could not see well.

In the dark, the staff could hear the switch on.

This is…?’

As the interrogation room became brighter again, the view changed.

It looks just like the set of the interrogation room I was sitting in a while ago.

The only difference is that it smells like a bloody smell and a stale basement that is not known here.

In the center, Lee Manseok, a haggard, was sitting in handcuffs, and across from Lee Manseok, a man in a dirty dress shirt was constantly sighing.

The man sighed several more times and told Lee Manseok.

——

“…It’s been a long time. All seats.”

“Yes, Kyunghoon. It’s been 10 years. I heard you were tested, but I didn’t expect to see you like this.”

“….”

“How are your parents doing?”

——

When asked by Lee Manseok, the prosecutor said as if he was frustrated.

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“…” Byeongsin, is this the time for you to worry about my parents?”

“….”

“The nice, smart guy somehow became a gangster… X shot.”

——

The prosecutor, who complained of swearing, took out a cigarette from his arms and bit it in his mouth. Smoke rises when the cigarette is lit.

The prosecutor said after smoking a cigarette to the end of the filter.

——

“You know that the president is trying to destroy all the thugs.”

“Oh, I saw it on the news.”

“Because of that, your judgment came down directly from ‘above’. The ruling that came down….”

——

The prosecutor took a deep breath as he slurred his words. He breathed it out slowly and spoke in a helpless voice.

——

“You… It’s the death penalty.”

——

‘…’Oh no.’

A bolt out of the blue saying ‘death penalty’. As soon as he heard that, Lee Manseok’s breathing trembled irregularly.

I suddenly felt as if I had been hit in the back of my head. After several deep breaths, I managed to calm down.

Lee Manseok spoke as calmly as possible.

——

“Yes, not to be a thug, but to have lost a loved one because of it. That’s all the way I’ve chosen.”

“….”

“That punishment, I’ll take it all.”

——

Lee Manseok, who finished speaking, drooped like a deflated wind doll. He looks down at the floor of the interrogation room with unfocused eyes.

The prosecutor asked Lee Manseok carefully.

——

“Hey, can I ask you a question?”

“…” What is it?”

“While you were going to Seoul… What happened to you that you became a gangster?”

“….”

“You’re not even a cop, what a thug! “Why the hell?”

——

Lee Manseok agonized over the prosecutor’s question for a while. Inhale deeply and exhale repeatedly.

The bitter, acrid cigarette smoke came through his nose. But strangely, he didn’t hate it.

——

“It’s obvious.”

“….”

“I have to do something to survive in this hellish world.”

——

Lee Manseok laughed and continued.

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“Two years after getting married, Jiyeon had a car accident. My parents also owe me a lot, and I had to pay for Jiyeon’s surgery.”

“….”

“I didn’t expect much either. I wanted to live a normal life with Jiyeon and Minyoung. But it didn’t even work.”

“You punk….”

“Then, some demon whispered. You have to give up being human to survive in hell. You have to be a devil to be happy.”

“So I became a gangster. I want to be happy in this hell.”

——

Lee Manseok sighed.

Kyunghoon vomited only cigarette smoke as if he was suffocated by his friend’s family history, which he had never expected.

——

“By the way, the real devil should have no blood or tears. They stab people easily, and they play with people who are weak.”

“I can’t do that. I didn’t become a real devil.”

“Didn’t Minyoung and Jiyeon end up unhappy because of my hypocritical heart?”

——

The prosecutor, who listened to Lee Manseok for a long time, clenched his fist and struck him as if breaking the desk.

Bang!

Then he grabbed Lee Manseok by the collar and said.

——

“Hey!! If that happened, shouldn’t you at least contact me?”

“Is it hurting your pride to open your hand to me?! “Oh? Is that so?”

“Say something, you punk!”

——

The prosecutor’s hand, which grabbed Lee Manseok by the collar, trembled. But it wasn’t just anger.

It was because he was so sad. And it was because he was so pathetic that he couldn’t help his friend.

Lee Manseok said to his friend, looking at the water.

——

“I know. Why didn’t I think of that then?”

“There must have been a much better way than to be a gangster.”

——

Lee Manseok talks as if it’s someone else’s business.

Perhaps he didn’t like the attitude, the prosecutor tried to hit Lee Manseok.

——

“You little idiot. What are you talking about…!”

——

However, when Lee Manseok’s eyes met his eyes, the prosecutor had no choice but to relax his fist.

Because his eyes were already filled with sadness and regret, and it was tearful eyes.

Flop down.

The prosecutor sat weakly in the chair.

They were sitting without saying anything to each other.

——

“Hey, Manseok.”

——

The prosecutor settled down and said. His voice contained a glimmer of hope.

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“I just heard what you said… It’s a long shot, but I’ve come up with a way to avoid the death penalty.”

“The death sentence… Can I get away with it?”

“Yes.”

——

The prosecutor took out a few sheets of paper and a pen. He wrote down something and started explaining it.

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“What you just said, say it in court.”

“What I just said… Why did I become a gangster?”

“Yes. There was a gangster similar to you in Seoul last week. He was originally the death penalty, but speaking of his family, the death penalty changed to life imprisonment. Words are life imprisonment, if the government is a little harmful, in 10 years, or 20 years….”

——

The prosecutor even wrote down Lee Manseok’s remarks in court on a piece of paper. Lee Manseok, who was staring at it, smiled weakly and said.

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“Kyunghoon, I appreciate you for your help, but I don’t want to live like that.”

“…” What?”

——

The prosecutor stared at Lee Manseok as if he couldn’t understand.

Lee Manseok looked the prosecutor in the eye and said again.

——

“Let’s say I live in a courtroom saying I became a gangster because of my family, as you say. Then… “What do Jiyeon and Minyoung think?”

“Hey, man! That’s….”

“If I say that in court, Jiyeon and Minyoung are the ones who turned their families into gangsters.”

“….”

“I can’t do that.”

——

The prosecutor wrapped his forehead around Lee Manseok’s words. He washes his face roughly dry with his hands as if it was too stuffy.

——

“Ha… X shot. You have to do something if you live! What a stupid….”

——

After sighing one after another, the prosecutor took out a cigarette from his arms and gave it to Lee Manseok. Lee Manseok bent down and bit the cigarette into his mouth.

The cigarette smoke from the two of them rose thickly. The dark air turns gray.

Lee Manseok, who was watching the smoke spreading in the air, calmly told the prosecutor.

——

“Kyunghoon. I’m sorry. Can you do me a favor, please?”

“…Please? What request?”

——

When the prosecutor asked, Lee Manseok put his hand on the desk. His hands were heavily cuffed.

Lee Manseok just held up a pen that the prosecutor had in his hand.

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“Let me write one letter.”

“Letters?”

“Yes, I have something to tell Minyoung.”

——

The prosecutor thought for a while, nodded, and handed some papers to Lee Manseok.

I felt that the prosecutor was trying to take care of Lee Manseok, which was especially hard than other papers.

Lee Manseok started writing a letter. It was a little uncomfortable because both hands were tied, but he could use it somehow.

Writing a letter reminded me of my brother. My heart sank and my eyes turned red.

I wiped my tears with my sleeve before it flowed because I thought I was going to cry.

However, the tears that began to rise did not disappear easily and eventually fell into the letter Lee Manseok wrote.

The tears smeared my handwriting. Lee Manseok hurriedly wiped the tears from the paper.

in a rush.

——

“I’ll release your handcuffs until you finish writing.”

“Write whatever you want to say. So that you won’t regret it.”

——

The prosecutor who released the handcuffs rose from his seat. And before leaving the interrogation room, he finally expressed his sincerity.

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“I’m sorry, Manseok.”

“….”

“All I can do is to send a letter….”

“Don’t be sorry.”

“….”

“Thank you.”

——

Since then, Lee Manseok has written more than ten letters.

Tears dropped throughout the letter. Like a drop of water from a faucet that’s not properly locked.

But for some reason, in tears, not sadness, but relief that he could convey his heart to his brother and wife for the last time before he died.

after a long time.

Lee Manseok completed the last sentence.

“This is… Is this the letter that Lee Manseok wants to write to his younger brother?’

It is a letter written in really neat handwriting mixed with Chinese characters in the middle. A letter that I’ve been curious about all the time since the beginning of filming.

But there were also new questions.

“I wrote a letter like this and left it to my friend… Why do I want to write a letter again? Is the letter not delivered by any chance?’

No, anyway, I have to write a ‘letter’ containing Lee Manseok’s heart. And I have to give it to Lee Manseok’s younger brother.

After that thought, Sisa returned to the interrogation room’s ‘set’.

***

First of all, congratulations on becoming the head of the department. You know it’s the first time in our company that the new actor’s room has been created, right

The head of KL Entertainment’s 5th division told the 6th division.

“Yes, Chief Five. I’ll do my best.”

“You have to do it properly rather than work hard. If you don’t want to be like me.”

The 6th chief nodded with difficulty to the heavy voice of the 5th chief.

As can be seen from the words of the head of the 5th division, the position of the head of the 5th division was considerably lower in the company.

It was because he lost the confidence of the CEO since he was hit by Jang Sunho after being caught buying Judge Ronald.

The sixth chief, who watched from the side the collapse of the fifth chief, who had been doing well in his own way, could not take the words of the fifth chief lightly.

“I heard the CEO told you to disturb Kang Jinseok. “Is there something you’re preparing?”

“Yeah. I’ve been thinking about this and that, but first of all, I’m going to make the atmosphere of “The Way They Chose” bad. Rather than directly targeting Kang, it encourages conflict among other actors.”

“Is it ‘shoot a horse to catch a general’?”

“That’s right. I’m already working on it.”

The head of the 5th office implicitly asked the head of the 6th office while drinking coffee.

“Now I’m not the team leader, but the head of the team, so I’m sure I’ll do well. So what exactly are you trying to do?”

“This is it.”

The 6th chief handed over the documents to the 5th chief with a corrupt smile.

“This is….’

The head of the 5th office who saw the documents made a significant look.