Caddy Megan’s eyebrows furrowed even further at famous producer Joseph’s simple answer.
“I don’t understand.”
Joseph only gave questionable answers from start to finish. And Megan didn’t like that. Joseph Felton was always like that. He kept it to himself and didn’t give anyone a single hint.
“Can you explain it to me in simpler terms?”
Giant Joseph shrugged.
“Well, just like you and Kang Woo-jin have a relationship, I also have a separate relationship with him.”
“······”
“It’s scary?”
“No way.”
Megan coughed. Joseph smiled at her and muttered softly.
“You will find out naturally later.”
Megan let out a short sigh.
“Whew- Okay.”
He suddenly changed the subject of conversation.
“Then how did you talk to the film company? There must have been some prior agreement. They said they would use any actor from any country, but if there’s already been investment, it’s easy to change your mind.”
“It’s always the same.”
“Do you think Asian actors are a possibility?”
Joseph’s smile deepened as he stroked his chin.
“I told you, I was looking for a piece that would suit me well. Megan, don’t worry about anything else and just move comfortably. But there are definitely limitations in reality. For example, we know Kang Woo-jin, but people in this huge Hollywood don’t know him.”
“······It seems like they are bringing in unproven Korean actors to play lead and supporting roles.”
“It’s close to impossible.”
“Hmm. That’s difficult.”
For some reason, Megan’s mind, which had become serious, seemed to be full of Kang Woo-jin. It must have been because Woo-jin’s performance was so great. Joseph, who knew this, patted her shoulder.
“But if he does well at Cannes this year, it’ll be a different story. He’s a rookie, so it might be hard for him to win an award, but if he shows overwhelming acting skills at Cannes, it’ll be easier to convince him. For now, let’s do our best as professionals and look forward to Cannes.”
Showed a thumbs up.
“Kang Woo-jin, he will definitely show something.”
Early afternoon of the same day, Jeonju, Korea.
The ‘leech’ site was getting hotter as the filming went on. This side somehow reached the end of the tightrope. Therefore, hundreds of staff members, actors’ team members, actors who had already finished filming their parts, reporters, and countless ‘leech’ staff members were looking at the two actors.
Kang Woo-jin and Jin Jae-jun.
The two were re-shooting the last scene several times. It wasn’t because there was a problem. It was just a little delayed because Director Ahn Ga-bok was shooting each character and background in short bursts.
Currently, both actors were outside the filming zone.
Jin Jae-jun was touching up his makeup, and Kang Woo-jin was gulping down the water bottle that Han Ye-jeong had handed him. His expression was indifferent, but inside, he seemed to be feeling a little tired.
‘Whew- This is tough. But for some reason, I want to end today with this feeling.’
Because of the hectic filming, he had entered the subspace less frequently today. However, today, he wanted to continue this heavy feeling until the end.
reason?
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It’s not exact. It might just be a whim.
Around here.
“Standby! Standby!”
The assistant director who received instructions from Director Ahn Ga-bok shouted. Kang Woo-jin then moved first. Then Director Ahn Ga-bok called him in front of the monitor.
“Woojin-gun.”
The funny thing is that he just gave a thumbs up without giving any specific direction. What is this? Woojin responded indifferently, but inside he felt a little bewildered. Well, this was the cheering of the veteran director Ahn Ga-bok.
Anyway, Kang Woo-jin walked. His destination was inside the set.
A small crane, a camera hanging on the shoulders of a camera crew member, captures Woojin. His face is extremely hard.
Kang Woo-jin stopped.
Boom mics, lights, and reflectors were erected around the set.
Kang Woojin took a small breath.
Jin Jae-jun, who finished his makeup touch-up, entered the set where Woo-jin was. The interior of the set they were in was a luxurious office. To be exact, it was the vice president’s office of ‘Yoon Ja-ho’, played by Jin Jae-jun. There was a five-person sofa made of expensive-looking brown leather, and many documents could be seen on the large desk. Various paintings that decorated the vice president’s office caught the eye on the wall.
Kang Woo-jin gave the order.
Woojin, who was casually scanning the set, called out, of course, ‘Park Ha-seong’. The current shooting order was last, but the scene was in the latter half of ‘Leech’. So Park Ha-seong’s heart was somewhat dirty. Although he was not aware of Ripley Syndrome, he was in a state of fading and change.
The line has already been crossed and the line has been drawn.
That peppermint flavor spread through Woojin’s blood vessels and spread throughout his body.
“······”
In an instant, a subtle emotion blossoms in Kang Woo-jin’s heart. It is not desire or greed. It is not something he longs for. It is not something he has stolen.
‘It’s mine, it’s mine.’
It was close to being established. The pretext for recognizing his own alien self had already disappeared from his brain. It was definite and certain. I exist in this world and have been assimilated. It is not your world.
It’s our world.
It was at this time.
“high-”
Director Ahn Ga-bok’s signal was heard through the loudspeaker. At the same time, Woo-jin did not stop at just raising ‘Park Ha-seong’ but also did additional work. It was something that was seen a little bit during the filming of ‘Leech’. ‘Freedom of role’.
“Action.”
With the permission to act wild, the filth that spread through Woojin’s chest grew thicker. The lies coming out of my mouth and the actions I see with my body are all true.
‘What was my past like? I don’t remember. No, maybe it never existed. Because I’ve always existed here.’
The long film of life was cut out, and the fragmentary parts of the present became all of Park Ha-seong.
-Ugh.
Kang Woo-jin, whose face is somewhere between plain and free, enters the vice president’s office. Two cameras film him from the side and in front. Kang Woo-jin or Park Ha-seong looking around the spacious vice president’s office.
“hmm-”
And then he breaks the ‘leech’ frame very lightly. In the original scenario, Woojin should have sat down on the sofa right away. However, the current Kang Woojin added actions such as biting his lips, touching the desk, and breathing in the entire air of the vice president’s office.
“Huff- huff.”
Now, Kang Woo-jin is free to move freely while keeping the scenario of ‘Leech’ as the foundation. Because he doesn’t need to be confined by the scenario. However, it wasn’t excessive or unnecessary. The freedom that Woo-jin is showing now made Park Ha-seong’s color several times darker.
Director Ahn Ga-bok, who was stuck on the monitor, was whetting his appetite.
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‘He touches everything and even breathes air. His desire to have everything and his uninhibited actions are three-dimensional when compared to the beginning. Yes, that’s the picture of Park Ha-seong that I had in mind.’
Actors like Shim Ha-na and Oh Hee-ryeong, who had already read the script, could not take their eyes off it.
‘Each movement is light, but the expression on their faces is intense. It’s disgusting.’
‘His acting has really improved recently. Has he become a bit more delicate? His creativity is also really outstanding.’
Kang Woo-jin, who was taking deep breaths, coughed a few times.
“It’s bad.”
The air in the vice president’s office was filled with the stale smell of cigarette smoke. The scent from the diffuser mixed with the smell of cigarette smoke, creating an unpleasant smell.
But Park Ha-seong laughed.
The camera was pulled close to his face.
“It’s not bad. I like it because it’s similar to me.”
The mixed scent now wasn’t unfamiliar. It was just comfortable. It was worth it. Kang Woo-jin didn’t realize it, but the smell of the scent mixed with the smell of …
‘······Their world is a fragrance, and my world is a military base. The strong smell of the two mixed together is currently the scent of peppermint. It’s so fucking dense.’
Around here.
“Cut.”
Director Ahn Ga-bok cut it off. Of course, it wasn’t an NG. The same scene was repeated several times. Kang Woo-jin’s acting was impressive, though.
“Let’s keep going while sticking to the bust I just saw.”
“Yes, sir.”
It was to change the viewing angle.
Then the next scene.
Woojin or Park Ha-seong sat down on the five-person sofa. A faint smile spread across his face. He swept the armrest of the sofa. It felt good. The corners of his mouth went up even higher.
-Bam!
Suddenly, the vice president’s office opened and Yoon Ja-ho came in in a full suit. His face was filled with irritation. The camera captured a two-shot of the two, and Yoon Ja-ho glanced at Park Ha-seong, who was sitting on the sofa, and clenched his molars.
The anger is growing stronger.
“What the fuck······”
He wanted to twist his balls, but Yoon Ja-ho held back. Because his mother’s face came to mind. Love? No, it wasn’t love. It was a desire for power. If he got out of favor with his mother, he would be in trouble at the moment, and that idiot was sadly receiving his mother’s favor.
Yoon Ja-ho is excited, Park Ha-seong is calm.
The temperature difference between the two was captured vividly on camera. Yoon Ja-ho loosened his tight tie and picked up a pack of cigarettes on the desk.
-Ugh.
Yun Ja-ho walked to the five-person sofa, exhaling a long puff of cigarette smoke.
The one looking at is Park Ha-seong, who is sitting quietly on the sofa. Jin Jae-jun or Yoon Ja-ho are resting their butts on the armrest of the five-person sofa.
“Hoo-”
He spoke to Kang Woo-jin with a puff of cigarette smoke. His voice tone was filled with coldness.
“You, huh? I mean you. You’re going to die if you do that.”
It was a threat mixed with the right amount of anxiety and anger. He was secretly checking the mood. No, he was clearly checking the mood of the mother behind him.
But you must not lose your authority.
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On the other hand, Park Ha-seong quietly looked up at Yoon Ja-ho. No, Kang Woo-jin’s expression did not change. That faint smile made Yoon Ja-ho boil over even more.
“Don’t laugh, before I stick a cigarette in your mouth.”
“brother.”
“What the heck! What? Bro??!”
Yoon Ja-ho threw the cigarette he was putting away at Park Ha-seong’s body, who was sitting down. The smoking cigarette fell to the floor with a thud, and the lingering scent brushed against their faces, so Park Ha-seong or Woo-jin covered their noses with their hands. Then they looked up at Jin Jae-jun again.
“Why are you so wary of me?”
Jin Jae-jun, who had another cigarette in his mouth, answered while chewing on the cigarette filter.
“You’re wary of people like you? You’ve gone too far.”
“Ah- really? I think I know.”
Kang Woo-jin got up. This was also different from the scenario. Normally, he would have been sitting on the sofa and mumbling, “Because my mother only listens to me.” However, Woo-jin looked at Jin Jae-jun, who was furrowing his brows.
“Mother.”
I filled in the blank space between the lines. It was about freely running wild. While maintaining the foundation of ‘Park Ha-seong’. Woo-jin paused for a moment and said softly as he got off the sofa.
“Because you only listen to me.”
“······what?”
Kang Woo-jin walked around the vice president’s office, leaving Jin Jae-jun’s questions behind. He was truly free. He followed the scenario, but he also did as Park Ha-seong wanted.
The camera follows him.
Woojin looked out the window with a face that was somewhere between a smile and a sneer.
“Ah- isn’t it?”
And then.
-Ugh.
Woojin, who was mumbling softly, turned his head to the left. Among the various props on the shelf, a medium-sized picture frame caught his eye. It was a family photo. It was a family photo with his mother, Yoon Ja-ho behind him, and Chairman Yoon Jeong-bae.
The only thing missing was one person.
“It seems like my mother only listens to me.”
Originally, it was cut here. It was like that in the dialogue. But Director Ahn Ga-bok staring at the monitor.
“······”
He didn’t open his mouth. Instead, he swallowed hard. What is that guy, that monster thinking? The accent and rhythm changed, but the lines were the same. However, Woojin’s movements were not in the script, and there was some kind of intention. Everyone on set stared at Kang Woojin, and Director Ahn Gabok stared at the monitor.
At this time.
-Ugh.
Kang Woo-jin, who was looking at Jin Jae-jun, turned his gaze back to the family photo frame. Then, slowly and very subtly, he moved his face. The camera director noticed Woo-jin’s movement and captured the frame from the back of his head.
It was visible within.
“This will do.”
The face of Kang Woo-jin, no, Park Ha-seong, is slowly filling the glass of the family photo frame.
The wide-eyed camera director filled the frame with a single shot. Park Ha-seong or Woo-jin’s face, with the corners of his lips slightly curved, was reflected in the framed family photo.
At this time, director Ahn Ga-bok gave his autograph.
He was already smiling with a wrinkled smile. His dilated pupils were filled with joy. Kang Woo-jin’s ad-lib.
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“······Cut.”
That one just now was perfect as the last filming scene for ‘Leech’.
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