The Third-Gen Chaebol Becomes a Genius Actor

Chapter 141 < The World Is Interested in Me >

‘Where is this······.’

The room was unfamiliar yet familiar, just like when he was still living in his grandfather’s mansion. In this memory, too, Yeon Seo, who was hugging his knees and bowing his head, recalled the voices he had heard at school during the day.

(That’s him.)

(Who? Oh······ him?)

The family knew that he would have a seizure if he heard his biological mother’s name. That’s why no one in the mansion ever mentioned her name. They even forbade him from showing any interest in his biological mother.

(But he looks fine?)

(Shh, be quiet.)

But the kids couldn’t be stopped. It was a world where a lot of information came up just by searching on the internet. They didn’t say her name exactly, but they could tell by the atmosphere and the tone of voice. And there were more than one or two of these kids.

He was scared to think and jumped up to turn on the computer. The monitor screen reflected his pale face and uniform, which probably belonged to a middle school student.

-Legendary acting of the late Lee Heeseo.avi

-There’s still no actress who can beat this person, the legend that’s not a legend.swf

└Who would that be now?

└└She’s irreplaceable, I guess

└She’s so prettyㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷ

└My dad really liked her

└I don’t know, was she that famous?

└└She was really famous, how can you not know Lee Heeseo-_-?

└└└You might not know if you’re youngㅋ

└I miss her~~ Happy farewell

Yeon Seo, who had been looking for her information for a while, lifted his head. The figure that was annoying him on the monitor. Yeon Seo stared at it for a few seconds and opened his mouth.

“······Why did you do that.”

Couldn’t you hold on to mom in reality, Nana hyung?

<Random memory synchronization completed, synchronization rate 59.12%>

“Ugh······.”

Yeon Seo, who returned to reality, wrapped his throbbing head and headed to the bathroom. It was when he had lost his memory for a while and didn’t know the truth. So he thought that Lee Heeseo had left him and left the world.

“Ah······ I’m dying.”

The problem was that this kind of memory had a bigger impact on his body than usual. He ended up lying on the bed after soaking his body with water.

‘Is it the influence of the script······.’

Right next to him was Kim Jaeho’s script for ‘Obscene Murder’. He was able to sign it after several rounds of contract negotiations since he met him in Busan. Park Seunghwan started dieting for the sake of his small old man’s body, and Yeon Seo left the important things to Cha Yoonho and was slowly tearing apart the script.

‘The director said he wanted to try something new.’

He was a director who had achieved 10 million viewers. The director, who was so popular, came up with a new work. To be honest, it felt like something critics would like.

So, it’s hard to expect a hit. Some might say that the director’s style has changed and he’s got art disease, but he liked it. He wanted to try something like this. But······.

“It’s hard.”

There was no easy work, honestly. But this work was especially adventurous.

Kim Jaeho’s planning intention was to ask whether it could be considered as a joint suicide when an adult who planned to commit suicide with a child who didn’t even know what death was.

The role of the grandson, Hwang Minjae, that he would play was the role that represented the ‘child’ here. What if that child had lived? Or what if that child was a 19-year-old child who was just before adulthood and expressed his will clearly? Would he resent his parents? Or would he hold on to them?

Here, Hwang Minjae holds on to his only remaining family, his grandfather Hwang Daesik. So······.

‘I have to keep exhausting my emotions.’

It wouldn’t be easy. He sighed.

***

“You said you come often, why are you so scarce?”

“I’m busy with work.”

Cheon Seongmin, the director, greeted Yeon Seo, who had visited the filming site for a long time, with a chubby face.

“Busy with what, looking for a next work? You’re in Jaeho’s work, right?”

“The world is interested in me. Right?”

It was already in the news. Yeon Seo received calls from his acquaintances on his way to the filming site. Someone leaked that he was in the next work of Kim Jaeho, the 10 million director.

(Han representative) Hey, what’s this article?

(Han representative) Why didn’t you tell me about such an important thing

The problem was that he didn’t tell the representative because he was looking at the script after coming back from Busan.

“The director didn’t give me a role, so I had to look for another work.”

“Heh, I’m really shameless now.”

Yu Yeon-seo laughed softly. He pulled over the chair that Lim Seunghyun had brought for him and sat next to Director Cheon.

Investors who often showed up at the filming site could be seen as meddling. Director Cheon thought that Yu Yeon-seo didn’t come often because he was considerate of him.

“You don’t have to worry about me. Come more often. I’m not someone you have to please, am I?”

“Of course not. I was planning to come more often anyway.”

“What’s holding you back? Is it the acting?”

He nodded silently. Director Cheon, who thought he would open up someday, looked at the birds flying in a flock. The filming site today was a mudflat.

“How’s the assistant director?”

“Very comfortable. Maybe because someone saved me.”

“Who was it?”

Yu Yeon-seo, in fact, more than half of the skilled assistant director was chosen by Cha Yoon-ho. He didn’t have to say it, but he found an efficient route and scheduled it, and he quickly found the location that matched the place that Director Cheon wanted.

“Do you know that Director Lee Jeong-hoon is debuting early next year?”

“So soon?”

“Yes. He filmed fast, maybe because he learned from you?”

“He’s not slow because he learned from me. It’s all his own ability.”

Well, Director Cheon was famous for filming long. Just then, the staff and actors were getting coffee from the coffee truck that Yu Yeon-seo had called.

“Our actors are coming, shall we talk to them?”

“Shall we?”

Yu Yeon-seo got up from his seat.

“Oh? Yeon-seo!”

“Min-ah. Long time no see.”

Hong Min-ah, who he had met in ‘Evil Spirit’, was the female lead.

“Hello. I’ll enjoy the coffee.”

And the actor who was doing a monologue alone in Jeong Hyeon-sik’s theater troupe was the male lead. He introduced himself as Lee Min-joon and reached out his hand to Yu Yeon-seo.

“How’s the filming?”

He shook his hand and asked the two actors. Hong Min-ah narrowed her eyes.

“Are you asking as an actor or as a director?”

“Both.”

The two actors sighed as soon as they answered.

“Director Cheon is too improvisational.”

“Really? There’s a script.”

Why is he improvisational when there’s a script? Even Yu Yeon-seo had seen that script. He thought he couldn’t understand the artistic level yet and put it away.

“What’s the point of having a script? When he comes to the set, he suddenly gets inspired and sits down and writes, and then he says, ‘Let’s do this today.’”

“I even got a side script scribbled on the back of a receipt.”

“Wow, that’s pretty bad.”

Well, Director Cheon Seong-min was a director who liked France so much that he was called the emperor of Cannes. They liked that kind of movie, where it was a series of coincidences and improvisations, but it made sense. The thing itself was art, without being quiet and having a climax. The sophistication that came from coincidence.

“Then the character could change completely, right?”

“I shouldn’t have looked at the script as soon as I got it. I studied so hard…”

This style of director sometimes meant resistance to the movies that were filmed with the existing production company. He completed the movie by ignoring the procedures of the existing film industry and filming it improvisationally.

But Director Cheon Seong-min acted by wasting the capital of the establishment with the production company. And that contradiction captivated the hearts of the film festival judges.

“But there’s a lot to learn. Especially emotional acting.”

“Right. There are a lot of scenes where we have to talk to each other…”

They seemed embarrassed by complaining too much and tried to make up for it. Their appearance was somewhat pitiful.

Yeah, that emotional acting. That’s why he came here.

“And thinking about the dress you’re going to wear at Cannes makes me laugh even in my sleep.”

“Are you ready already?”

“I don’t even dream of getting an award, but still, how often do I get a chance to go?”

Director Cheon, who was not popular but swept the awards, had the advantage of stimulating the bourgeoisie’s spending and attracting investment for art films.

So the investors’ meeting also welcomed Director Cheon’s comeback. It was the bourgeoisie’s refined hobby. And Yu Yeon-seo, who was thirsty for an award, was hooked. But listening to the story…

“So, did you observe well what you’re going to steal?”

“Well…”

I had a slight thought that maybe I should reconsider joining Director Cheon’s work… Yoo Yeon Seo listened to the two people, or rather, Hong Mina’s complaints for a while, then returned to Director Cheon’s side.

And she watched the two actors’ performances through the monitor.

“How is it?”

“I don’t know.”

He didn’t know what background the two had, or what the situation was like before. However, he listened carefully to Director Cheon’s advice to the actors who came to monitor.

“You said that before, right? Acting with mixed experiences, it’s stressful.”

“That’s right.”

“I feel like that experience keeps holding me back.”

Director Cheon waved his hand as if to tell him to go on.

“I tried to create a character and lock it inside me, but when a situation similar to my experience and the play came, I felt like I was being devoured by it.”

That’s what happened in ‘Guksae’. He projected his parents’ death and Lee Heeseo, and associated Sim Naegwan and the current emperor with the murderer who killed her and the ‘head’. He almost hurt the other actor with his boiling lust.

If that scene was not shooting with a gun, but punching continuously, he couldn’t guarantee what would have happened to the other actor.

“How was your acting then?”

“Actually… I was immersed well. I felt like the camera was breathing with me… and the result was okay without needing to monitor.”

“Your acting, your work, must have been helpful then?”

Yoo Yeon Seo nodded. Director Cheon stroked his chin. His eyes were still on the monitor.

“Why is being devoured bad? Just use your experience. Identify yourself with the character. Let yourself go with the flow. Don’t think of anything else.”

“What about the stress?”

“You said you were stressed, not that it was a wrong method.”

He seemed to have said that… Yoo Yeon Seo stared blankly at Director Cheon.

“It’s a burden because you recognize it as stress.”

Well… that does cause psychological damage. I spill coffee and vomit blood and stuff. He couldn’t say that, so he smiled soullessly.

“What I mean is, approach it from a different perspective. Is it really a burden? Or are you mistaken for a burden?”

“That’s very… philosophical.”

“Actually, I don’t know your situation well, do I? So I’m just saying these things that look good.”

I still don’t know. Well, Yoo Yeon Seo didn’t tell him everything either, so Director Cheon must be giving him vague advice.

“Anyway, if you try that and… it’s hard to get out of being devoured, ask for someone else’s help. It’s your specialty to immerse yourself and get out easily, isn’t it?”

“Someone else?”

“Don’t you have a manager? There’s also that sullen secretary over there. When your acting is over, ring a bell or whistle or something to bring you back to reality.”

You’re not the type to care about your dignity, are you? He muttered. Well, my image has been too good lately. Maybe I should do this kind of thing once in a while to tone it down.

“I’m glad I came to you, Director.”

“Really? Did you get your money’s worth?”

“Yes.”

Of course, if this succeeds. I didn’t realize how terrible the emotions I had in the past were. That’s why I see visions and hear voices.

Oh? Come to think of it, it’s ‘me’ now?

I stopped thinking of separating myself from the original. Then maybe I can merge myself with the character?