Enter stage 5
While < Anti-Study Planner> was concentrating on free work, < Poetry of Anxiety> was still cruising.
A filming scene no different from usual.
“Mr. Yuil...!”
Han Yu-il approached Hwang Yi-won’s call. Then Hwang Yi-won held out his cell phone.
“···It’s Boggle?”
In response to Yuil’s only question, Hwang Yi-won began to boast that he had finally started exchanging ssages in earnest.
“I’m worried that too many ssages are piling up if I don’t look at them for a while...”
He hesitated slightly and took out his cell phone.
< You must eat well and be healthy! < Good luck shooting today!!!!!?????????????????? < Oppa... Again, ti was right for ... < Why are you becoming more and more handso? It's really annoying (aning I love you) < I had a dream about Lee Won today. He must have bought a lottery ticket, right? 'You're excited.' Yuil smiled slightly as he looked at Hwang Yiwon who continued talking with a proud face. While the two were chatting about Boggle for a while, they heard the assistant director's voice announcing that filming was imminent. “We’re going to shoot...!” Yoo Il and Hwang Yi-won stood up from their seats at the sa ti. Director Min Gyu-young grabbed the script and shouted loudly. “I will continue filming from the scene I fild last ti.” Yuil nodded. The filming ended with the tension at its peak. He slightly closed his eyes and walked in front of the cara. . . . The mont when Hwang Yi-won was pushing Cheon Yu-min against the wall. It was an unexpected presence that relieved the tense tension that seed ready to explode at any mont. “Yumin?” “We’re here~” Jeong Yun-hu has no choice but to take his hand off Yu-min's neck at the tickling voice coming from outside the door. Jeong Yun-hu cos out of her studio and encounters Cheon Yu-min's adoptive parents. “···What’s going on?” “Why? Do you need a reason to co see your son?” Yu-min's parents, who were looking at Jeong Yun-hu with a strange look, soon beco happy when they hear Cheon Yu-min's voice. “Ah, you ca earlier than expected~” After tying his neck and adjusting his appearance, Cheon Yu-min walks out of the room with a calm expression on his face. Jeong Yun-hu's face becos increasingly cold as he looks at the three people chatting amicably. '···You don't notice at all.' Cheon Yu-min's adoptive parents don't even seem to feel the sense of disconnect that Jeong Yun-hu felt. They even seem to be much more harmonious than before. As a result, Cheon Yu-min's parents gently urged him to sign a contract for his next project, and their son accepted this. Thanks to this, the parents return ho with satisfied faces. Only after seeing them disappear with his own eyes does Jeong Yun-hu ask Cheon Yu-min again. No matter how hard I try to control my facial expressions, my stiff face never returns. “Where is the ‘real’ Cheon Yu-min?” “That’s strange. “Why doesn’t the director think I’m ‘real’?” “Because it can’t be.” "ah···." Cheon Yu-min sighs with a sowhat regretful look on his face. Jeong Yun-hu looks at him with wary eyes. “But.” Cheon Yu-min, who was looking sowhere else for a mont, tilts his head. Jeong Yun-hu is startled when Cheon Yu-min and her eyes et. His eyes are sparkling strangely. Cheon Yu-min continued speaking with a bright smile. “Isn’t that too prejudiced?” At the sa ti, Yumin’s eyes coolly sink. At the sa ti, the fire of madness is gently burning within him. “···Director. As you know, I also write the writings of ‘Cheon Yu-min’.” He looks straight at Jeong Yun-hu and opens his mouth. “I am sitting in the position of ‘Cheon Yu-min’ and living under the na of ‘Cheon Yu-min.’” “That’s not yours.” “How can I say it’s not ‘mine’?” Jeong Yun-hu bites his lip after hearing the question asked out of courtesy. The more I talk, the more I feel like I'm being stopped. “How can Director Jeong Yoon-hoo prove that he is truly himself? I would like to know that.” From that day on, Jeong Yun-hu begins to search for Cheon Yu-min's roots, under the assumption that he had another brother. . . . Just like that, the last shoot of the day began to approach. '···.' The expressions of the production crew looking at the monitor were serious. Last scene of the day. An unidentifiable shadow appears in the shadows. The shadow's face was backlit, revealing its features. '···and.' Ji-yeol, the youngest mber of the directing departnt, who was munching on a whole bag of jelly, opened his mouth in admiration. 'It was Cheon Yu-min 2 in the previous scene...!' ‘Cheon Yu-min 2’ was the na given by the production team. Cheon Yu-min, who appeared first, decided to add 1 to the end of his na, and Cheon Yu-min, who appeared second, decided to add 2. 'It's really aweso.' They clearly have the sa face and the sa styling. There was literally nothing different about the face and makeup. However, the coolness of Cheon Yu-min 1 and 2 was slightly different. If the forr had a coolness with a bit of anxiety, the latter had a mixture of uncontrollable madness. “Jiyeol. Shut your mouth. “The jelly is going to fall.” "bout." Even though he closed his mouth, he couldn't take his eyes off her. '···It's really cool...' He had completely forgotten the nervous feelings he felt when they first t. 'I hope the editing can be completed quickly and seen on Newblix. And, everyone involved in the movie, including him, began waiting for October when filming would end. * A few days after that. Han Yu-il was sleeping in a cold sweat with a paler face than usual. ...To be exact, I was having a nightmare. - Please save , please... - I have a child at ho. I'm only ten years old... The human brain is amazing, capable of imagining scenes we have never seen before with horrifying precision. That's why Yuil had to be confused dozens of tis every ti he had a dream like this. Han Yu-il knew that the scene he was seeing was not his real mory. However, every 'sight' Yuil was seeing was one of the sights he had imagined too many tis, and the countless tis he had imagined them were little more than a vague mory. '···please.' Yuil ran with all his might as he looked at the backs of the two people he had seen several tis. But no matter how much he ran, his position did not change. 'please.' I knew that wish was useless from the beginning. Even if Yuil caught them, it wasn't like he could really save them. 'Why...' Young Yuil blad his parents every night. This wouldn't have happened if her parents hadn't gone to South Arica. But that resentnt did not last long. It was easier for him to bla himself than to bla the parents he could no longer see. . . . Yuil Han woke up early in the morning, feeling as if one side of his stomach was clogged. "···after." He slowly opened his eyes, wiping his damp eyes. Last night, I rembered falling asleep while playing background pictures. It was because my mind was complicated ahead of the emotional acting in < Poetry of Anxiety>.
‘···It’s frustrating.’
And when I turned my gaze, I saw white and fluffy fur. Malang had placed his face gently on his stomach.
Soft. As Her Yuil murmured in a subdued voice, brushing her dog’s fur with one hand, Malang opened her closed eyes and stared at Her Yuil. It was a gaze with a clear purpose.
“···okay. Let’s eat.”
As soon as Yuil spoke, Malang jumped off the bed. And he started wagging his tail eagerly in front of the food bowl.
【You must leave at 11 am today. Filming of < Poetry of Anxiety> is scheduled.】
Yuil Han nodded at Bwin’s voice, which was as calm as usual.
Yuil, who had woken up early and decided to go for a walk, changed his clothes.
“So soft.”
When Yuil opened his mouth, the dog jumped off the bed as if he had been waiting. I was glad that people liked walking even though they were scared.
Yuil went out the front door holding Malang’s lead. An opaque window sparkled before his eyes.
【Step 4 goal achievent rate: 96.3%】
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When Yoo Il, who was out for a walk, was walking holding the leash of a mallang.
Another puppy was seen in the distance. It was a small puppy that seed to be less than a quarter of the size of a soft dog.
As soon as the little puppy saw the softie, it started barking loudly. Then, the owner, who quickly picked up the small puppy and held it in her arms, ca forward, looking straight at Yuil.
The woman holding the puppy was thin and small in stature, and she was wearing a hat that was held low. The puppy appeared to be a Poranian mix with her cute appearance.
‘···?’
Yu Il, who stood still and waited for them to pass, was a little embarrassed. Because Yoo Il was at a dead end, it seed like the woman blocked his path.
“I’m sorry, but can you please pass by first? “My dog ????is very scared.”
“Oh, I’m sorry too... I don’t think that’s going to work.”
“yes?”
As Yoo Il looked at him in confusion, the woman opened her mouth again.
“I have a disease that makes it impossible for
to ignore my juniors.”
As Yoo Il looked at him with an expression of incomprehension, the woman wearing a hat turned her head intently and looked around. Then she took off her hat and showed her face.
Han Yu-il was shocked when he saw that face.
“···Seniors?”
The woman who took off her hat slightly to show her face was none other than Choi Yeon-hee. He was four years older than Yoo Il and was an actor who often appeared in genres such as mystery and thrillers.
“nice to et you. “How can we et like this~?”
Yeonhee Choi said with a grin.
Actually, it wasn’t a coincidence. Yeonhee Choi had known for a long ti that she and Hanyu lived in the sa neighborhood, and she also knew when they went for a walk. For the past week, Choi Yeon-hee has been walking along Han Yu-il’s walking route, and it was not until today that she finally t Yu-il.
‘···First of all, I put the first button on.’
In fact, she had a solid plan.
Choi Yeon-hee has never played the main character of a romantic drama before. At first, she thought it was okay because everyone is good at sothing, but as ti went by, she beca more and more disappointed.
– Yeonhee is pretty and good at acting... um, maybe the chemistry isn’t enough for a romance?
The day I heard those words from a director I thought was close to , I was in the worst mood.
‘If you’re going to swear, just do it!’
Yeonhee Choi gritted her teeth.
Sadly, romance drama scripts are first introduced to the most popular male actors at the ti. And the female protagonists often beca the female actors that the male actors had chosen – if they were in a relationship, their romantic partners.
‘I will definitely film a romance within next year.’
Yes.
Choi Yeon-hee has recently been trying to target not only writers and directors, but also (prospective) co-stars.
The problem was that Han Yu-il was an opponent whose strategy did not work as well as she expected.
“Actually, I knew that Yuil was a friend from the neighborhood~!”
“Wow, really? How amazing.”
“Right? Let’s take a walk together and have coffee...”
Then, king! And the puppy in Choi Yeonhee’s arms barked. Malang heard the sound and started jumping up and down with all her might.
“Ah... senior. Let’s go first. sorry. Soft. let’s go.”
‘···?!’
Choi Yeon-hee, who was looking at Han Yu-il’s back in vain, looked at Coco with resentnt.
“Coco! Hey, aren’t you going to help ?!”
king! Yeonhee Choi let out a sigh as she looked at Coco barking, her eyes shining.
···I felt like it would take a long ti.
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anwhile, ti passed quickly.
The filming of < Poetry of Anxiety> has ended. The date was closer to mid-October.
And, Han Yu-il entered the 5th stage.
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