I Will Live As An Actor

Chapter 155

I will live as an actor Episode 155

SBC broadcasting station.

“Hey Kim Jin!”

The drama director’s lion’s throat bursts out. I could tell how angry he was just by looking at the way his face turned red.

Producer Kim Jin, who is standing across from him, has his head down the whole time and looks like he has committed a deadly sin.

“It’s already the second time, the second time—! Because of you, I got sick with enteritis, which I didn’t normally suffer from. I don’t know that even in baseball, if you strike out, you are expelled, but are you saying this one more time? You’re just saying that I have a very sharp mouth, right? “I know this company is some kind of charity!”

Kim Jin felt like he wanted to hide in a rat hole. In the past, he gained fame as a blockbuster producer through the drama Youth (??).

However, as the saying goes, the first bite is the first bite, and I ate it like noodles in successive works.

If it had been a normal mini-series, the drama director wouldn’t have been so angry.

Luxury drama.

These were works that easily exceeded the production costs of most mini-series by three or four times.

From the cast to the writing staff, not only were they armed with top-notch staff, but they even went to overseas locations.

Although we were confident that it would be a success, the public’s reaction was cold. Isn’t the original value of a drama bureau derived from its viewership ratings?

Due to the kidney opening, only the first episode was high, but the viewership ratings continued to drop. As a result, both works

ended early.

The director of the drama department seems to be still a bit angry and shouts while glaring at Kim Jin.

“Man, are you acting with conscience when you come to me? I know how broken I’ve been in executive meetings. “The director just told me not to give you programming rights.”

“… … !”

pestilence.

It was the head of the department I trusted. Not only did he go to wherever the head of the company called and take on the role of alcohol manager, but he also said hello all year round and even bought a set of high-quality Western liquor and Korean beef, which he himself could not enjoy easily, during holidays.

Is the saying, “getting stabbed in the foot by the ax you trust” used in times like this? No, Tosagupin would be more suitable. Shit.

“Director, please give me a third chance. “If I’m out again this time, I’ll resign.”

“Huh, crazy guy. “What do you want to do now?”

“yes?”

“What kind of ballpark is the drama bureau? Let’s introduce a three-out system!” And if you wrote your resignation letter, did you think I would dissuade you and tell PD Kim to please stay? Write it right now, you bastard! And on a blunt note, Kim Jin, do you know how much the other PDs think of you for pushing you twice? If you ask me to organize the show without a detailed plan, I will do it well. Wouldn’t it be great if they caught at least one superstar? Because I don’t want to talk anymore. Producer Joe goes to the scene as director B and does assistant filming. “Get out!”

“I can’t go out like this. But just one more time… … !”

As Kim Jin continues to try to keep his position, this time the drama director picks up his name plate and shows it. If it doesn’t go away, isn’t it true that I’m going to throw the name card?

Kim Jin is startled and hurriedly leaves the director’s office.

“ha.”

The drama department, which was noisy, suddenly becomes quiet as producer Kim Jin sighs. You’ve probably already overheard everything. No, I didn’t overhear it.

The drama director’s vocalization was so good that even the youngest AD, who was located at the end of the partition, seemed to hear it.

‘shit.’

It was Kim Jin who was swallowing curses inside. Even though he was so broken in the director’s office, no one came to comfort him.

dump.

I sat down as if I was throwing myself into a chair. The youngest AD, who was sitting on the partition next to him, took a peek and quickly hid in the bathroom.

They avoid it so much because they are afraid that anyone who sees them will think they are on the same side. It’s a sad life.

When I was young, I was busy pretending to know everything as soon as I entered the drama department.

Yes, the drama department is a jungle. It’s a world where the fittest is the law of the jungle, so maybe it’s only natural.

-Wouldn’t it be great if you caught at least one superstar!

The drama director’s words linger in my head. In the past, a drama superstar was a noun for an actor who had a box office guarantee. As far as he knows, there is only one such actor.

But soon the morning newspaper on the table catches my eye.

[Actress Jang Young-guk heads to Italy after signing an exclusive modeling contract with Desiderio!]

It was on the front page of the newspaper with the face of the guaranteed box office check plastered on it.

I knew it from the headline. The fact that the bus had already left. No, considering the value of his name, it might be more accurate to describe it as a limousine.

* * *

Leonardo da Vinci Airport, Italy.

October in Rome is similar to early fall in Korea. In the evening, the daily temperature difference becomes severe and a coat is needed, but during the day it is warm enough to wear short sleeves.

Since it was an international airport where foreigners came and went, there was no need to hide one’s face like in Korea. Even if I didn’t have a hat or sunglasses, no one would recognize me.

“England, I am really strong thanks to you.”

Lee Bong-chun, who said it was his first time taking an international flight, still has an excited look on his face.

Passers-by just glance at him and pass by. Lee Bong-chun looks around with a determined expression.

“They say the racism is really bad here…”

Well, from their perspective, they must have been looking at the big Asian man in amazement because he looked so excited.

Moreover, Lee Bong-chun’s appearance was so good that if someone who didn’t know him saw him, he might have thought he was a member of the organization rather than a manager. In the end, I was held at the immigration counter for over an hour.

“Mr. Jang.”

Just then, someone came to meet me. It was none other than Jordana, Desiderio’s secretary with a long mustache. Of course, there was also an interpreter wearing a similar outfit. The two people looked similar no matter how you looked at them, but it wasn’t just because they were white.

Jordana and I made quick eye contact while the interpreter was greeting us, but he only nodded briefly. Interpreter Alfredo explains this.

“Jordana is my older brother. Mr. Jang. “It’s because I usually don’t talk much, so I hope you won’t be upset.”

“Okay then, where should we go now?”

“First, let’s go to a place to rest to adjust to the jet lag. This is your residence to use while you are in Rome.”

Lee Bong-chun’s eyes turned into surprised rabbit eyes when he saw the limousine parked at the airport entrance. Even at first glance, it looks like an expensive car.

The driver opened the door himself and I was even more surprised when I got inside. Champagne, wine, chocolate and cheese are all available.

With the driver’s smooth driving skills, the limousine began to leave the airport. At that time, Jordana, who was sitting in the seat across from her, asked something to her brother and interpreter Alfredo. Eventually, Alfredo looks at me and asks.

“Mr. Jang, are you two the only ones here?”

“Yes, I am, but is there any problem?”

“no. “It doesn’t matter since we decided to provide all support from the beginning.”

In fact, the lack of experience was a big reason why they chose to go to Italy with such a small number of people. In the Korean entertainment industry, you still have no experience as an exclusive model for a foreign high-end luxury brand.

Moreover, since Desiderio said they would cover all food, clothing, and shelter, and even provide hair and stylists, it was a burden for Songwon Entertainment to send a large number of people.

After hearing Alfredo’s words, Jordana raises the corners of her mouth slightly. That sight feels quite unlucky.

“Alfredo, is there any problem?”

When I ask again, Alfredo answers as if he is sorry.

“In fact, all the people who have served as models for Desiderio so far have brought their own people. Starting with stylists, hair people, even trainers and secretaries. Even the Hollywood actor who brought in the fewest brought dozens of people, so when I first saw Mr. Jang and Mr. Lee, I was quite embarrassed because there were only two of them.”

So, that’s the look on your face when you first met him.

Since this was the first time for Songwon Entertainment, there was a lot of confusion.

The CEO also said he would form a team at first, but hesitated because he thought it would be a nuisance to Desiderio, who had said he would prepare everything. Moreover, I couldn’t give any advice since I had no experience in my past life.

It was embarrassing, but there was nothing I could do. All these experiences become flesh and blood.

How much time has passed?

The panoramic view of Italy seen through the car window gradually faded into a forest road filled with dense old trees. However, the roads are more neatly paved than most of Rome’s bumpy roads.

Eventually, as the limousine passed the huge iron gate, Alfredo spoke.

“We’ve almost arrived at your accommodation.”

“It’s still a forest?”

“Oh, this is a garden.”

No words came out. Isn’t it a place so vast that it can’t compete with most forest parks? If it weren’t for the paved roads and iron gates, you could almost think of it as being in the woods.

Soon, a large palace-like building began to appear beyond the car window.

her.

The garden was just an appetizer. As the entire building began to come into view, Lee Bong-chun, who was sitting next to me, brought his face close to the window.

I don’t know if it was a remodeled castle where lords stayed in the past, or if it was created in the Baroque style by a modern architect, but it was enough to dazzle the eye at first glance.

Even outside the building, you can see gorgeous statues and a golden pond emitting golden light reflecting the brilliant sunlight. It was then.

“Heh.”

Jordana twitches the corner of her mouth again. They were probably laughing at the sight of Lee Bong-chun with his face pressed against the window.

I felt like punching Jordana in the back of the head, but I couldn’t help it. But I wasn’t satisfied with staying still like this.

“Alfredo, aren’t Italians really good at managing their facial expressions?”

I have no choice but to ask directly. Alfredo, who was in charge of interpreting, looked at me with a puzzled look, as if asking what that meant.

“Why are you doing that? Mr. Jang.”

“Jordana.”

“ah.”

It seemed that only then did Alfredo notice. Jordana was in a cold mood from the airport.

He made an excuse that it was because his younger brother Alfredo was quiet, but no matter how you looked at it, that didn’t make sense.

Moreover, this is not the kind of action you would take to a guest who has been on a plane for a long time from a distant foreign country.

This was when Alfredo was at a loss and was unable to answer.

Jordana looks at Alfredo and me as if asking what’s going on. Lee Bong-chun, who sensed a strange air current, also looked away from the car window and looked at the atmosphere.

At that moment, he looked directly at Jordana and asked. In English because I don’t speak Italian. I’m sure you understand this much.

“Don’t you think that your rudeness, Jordana, is tarnishing Desiderio’s reputation?”