I’m an Unknown Actress, But Everyone Knows Me - Chapter 121

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Episode 121

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Filming started with Seoryeong’s first appearance scene.

 

“Those damn shoes, won’t listen even when I tell him to throw them away. This is why monks are no good. What kind of non-attachment is that?”

 

Muttering while kicking stones with her foot, Seoryeong showed signs of frequently cross-dressing. Even her way of walking was different.

 

Walking carelessly, Seoryeong looked at her own straw sandals and clicked her tongue softly.

 

“While I’m at it, I should change my shoes too. Even if I’m going to the afterlife, I should at least wear silk shoes.”

 

Seoryeong nodded and smiled slightly. Her face showed greed as if just thinking about it made her feel good.

 

Seoryeong quickened her pace. Her impatience to change her shoes as quickly as possible was evident.

 

“Ah-. This mountain valley is really damn deep!”

 

After stretching her body briefly, Seoryeong ran quickly down the mountain path as if excited.

 

Thanks to her cross-dressing, her running looked much lighter. Even running in straw sandals, her speed was quite impressive.

 

Whirrrr-.

 

The camera followed Seoryeong along the pre-laid rails.

 

“Cut!”

 

Jjang Director’s cut call was tinged with laughter. Yeoreum, who had gone to monitor briefly, looked at the screen with serious eyes.

 

It wasn’t the face of Seoryeong who had just been making playful expressions while heading to the village.

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

Among those watching such Seoryeong were Noh Jeongyeon and Geum Bitkang.

 

First day of filming. Noh Jeongyeon had deliberately come down to the film set. It wasn’t her filming day, but she was curious about Yeoreum’s acting.

 

“Bitkang-. Since you came all the way here, why don’t you relax your expression? While drinking coffee thanks to your student.”

 

“Do you think I can’t afford to buy this with my own money!”

 

“Ugh-. Stop being so mean.”

 

And Noh Jeongyeon had personally brought along Geum Bitkang, who must have been twice as curious as herself. Because she knew she wouldn’t come alone.

 

Geum Bitkang spoke like this while keeping her gaze fixed on Yeoreum from earlier.

 

“How is it? She’s doing well, right? Isn’t she admirable?”

 

“The running is somewhat acceptable. Did she used to be on the track team or something?”

 

“She learned running at the Action Academy that Junhyeok attends.”

 

Noh Jeongyeon smiled as if Han Yeoreum were her direct student. Geum Bitkang frowned at the sight, disliking it.

 

“Professor! When did you arrive?”

 

Yeoreum, who had been talking with Jjang Director while holding the scenario, ran over as soon as she spotted Geum Bitkang.

 

To Geum Bitkang, not to Noh Jeongyeon.

 

Geum Bitkang furrowed her brow even more to hide her emotions. Her tightly pressed lips also drooped downward.

 

“Do you drink a lot of coffee? Should I ask them to make it sweet? As you can see, it’s my coffee truck, so feel free to take certification shots in front of it. To think we’re sharing my student’s first coffee truck together. Professor, you’re pretending not to be, but you’re secretly moved, aren’t you?”

 

“Forget it. And who said I was moved!”

 

“Because you came to cheer me on.”

 

“Cheering, I came to monitor how many NGs you make with each cut, so keep your wits about you.”

 

While Geum Bitkang grumbled, the staff finished setting up the equipment.

 

“Yeoreum! Let’s go over the blocking once!”

 

“Yes! Coming!”

 

Watching Yeoreum run to Jjang Director’s call, Geum Bitkang tightened her grip on her coffee cup.

 

‘Even if you’re laughing until just now, you have to roll on the ground crying on set.’

 

Scenes don’t flow smoothly. The scenario cuts abruptly, fragmenting time.

 

‘Because in the same location, you have to film all the scenes of meeting, parting, and meeting again in just one day.’

 

The actors caught in the frame have to look at each other with unfamiliar expressions, then make the most heartbreaking expressions of their lives, then again make expressions of overwhelming emotion.

 

‘Let’s see how much this chick can pull off.’

 

Geum Bitkang carefully removed the coffee holder with Han Yeoreum’s face printed on it from the cup so it wouldn’t wrinkle.

 

Then she put it inside her padding jacket. Yeoreum’s brightly smiling face went into Geum Bitkang’s embrace.

 

 

 

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As soon as Seoryeong came down to the village, she set out to find this time’s mark. The two had been living as wanderers, avoiding the Yeom Family.

 

Watching Jeongan gather herbs or twist straw ropes to prepare travel money, Seoryeong clicked her tongue.

 

“Are you kidding me now… My lifespan is short! If I fill my stomach with herb scraps, I’ll become a hungry ghost even after death!”

 

Seoryeong threw tantrums and did whatever she wanted. Since she was going to die soon anyway. She acted as if there was no tomorrow.

 

Sometimes she made money by reading people’s physiognomy, sometimes she committed fraud among gamblers, and sometimes she entered troubled wealthy households to play the role of a noble.

 

Since these weren’t people she’d see twice anyway, Seoryeong lived without restraint.

 

As if not to forget that this was a life for revenge against the Yeom Family. As if to engrave in her bones that this was a life she would eventually lose.

 

“Ar-rived!”

 

Arriving at the village, Seoryeong stuck her head forward slightly like a cat. She looked like she had discovered interesting prey.

 

‘Good. This is exactly it.’

 

Jjang Director watched Yeoreum caught on screen and kept touching his rising lips.

 

Seoryeong’s character portrayal was properly revealed in just a few of Yeoreum’s movements.

 

 

 

“I want to act like a beast that hasn’t been properly tamed. Like a cat.”

 

“A cat?”

 

“Yes. Faithful to desires, thinking she won’t meet the same people twice anyway so she has no manners, and she probably wasn’t properly socialized…”

 

 

 

Yeoreum created a Seoryeong who had clear likes and dislikes, was selfish and lazy, yet immersed herself in things that sparked her curiosity, caused nothing but trouble but couldn’t be hated.

 

Jjang Director became absorbed in the monitor showing Seoryeong.

 

On screen, another woman appeared alongside Seoryeong.

 

A noble lady who seemed to have anemia, sweating cold sweat, pressed a handkerchief firmly against her forehead to wipe it. Unlike Seoryeong, her soft silk clothes seemed to indicate her status.

 

It was when she was about to pass by Seoryeong in her worn clothes, who seemed to have nothing to do with her.

 

The moment their shoulders brushed.

 

“Getting tired of all that bowing now?”

 

Seoryeong spoke to her as if casually provoking.

 

The lady bit her lips once softly. As if she wouldn’t respond to such words.

 

Instead, the lady’s servant shouted angrily.

 

“You bastard! What kind of lowlife are you!”

 

“Enough. I should be generous even to such people…”

 

As if she had no strength to be angry, the lady spoke without looking back at Seoryeong.

 

“How could I ever tire of always serving Buddha with sincere devotion? Stop talking nonsense and go your way.”

 

But Seoryeong didn’t back down.

 

“No matter how sincerely you pray, you won’t have children.”

 

This time she lightly extended her claws and provoked. But perhaps because she had scratched the lady’s festering wound, the eyes of the lady who desperately wished but couldn’t continue the family line were instantly filled with rage.

 

“You bastard! Madam, don’t stop me. Buddha will understand even if I teach this one a lesson.”

 

“Why are there so many yapping kids around? So noisy… Anyway, you, think carefully.”

 

Despite the servants’ anger around her, Seoryeong didn’t care. It was clearly the attitude of someone who had the upper hand.

 

Seoryeong spoke as if she had nothing to lose.

 

“If you take me with you, thinking of it as being deceived-.”

 

Seoryeong took half a step backward without turning around. So her voice could be heard clearly right next to Madam’s ear.

 

“I’ll save your life.”

 

At the whispered voice, the lady unconsciously turned her head sharply. Because they were similar in height, Seoryeong’s face was clearly visible.

 

Seoryeong slightly closed her eyes full of mischief and smiled. As if suggesting they have some fun.

 

 

 

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The filming immediately continued to the moment when the two parted ways. Once again, Seoryeong visited the madam’s father-in-law and played noble.

 

It was twilight time when the sun was about to disappear behind the mountain ridge.

 

The warm sunset settled over Seoryeong’s outfit. The silk hanbok she had extorted from the madam’s father-in-law looked even more lustrous.

 

“Sir, thank you so much.”

 

That wasn’t all. Seoryeong had even acquired a bundle that hadn’t existed before. It was packed full of things she had extorted from the madam’s home.

 

“Meeting you, sir, is the greatest fortune of my life.”

 

Before she knew it, the madam was speaking as if Seoryeong were her lifesaver. And rightfully so, as Seoryeong was no different from a lifeline to her, who had been unable to have children no matter what.

 

“There’s nothing to be grateful for.”

 

Seoryeong answered with her hands clasped behind her back.

 

“Pardon? But still…”

 

Slowly, Seoryeong turned her body. Her profile was tinted by the sunset, changing the color of her eyes.

 

With eyes shining bright brown, Seoryeong lifted her chin up. This created the effect of looking down at the madam who was similar in height.

 

“Because the fact that you’ll have a child is a lie.”

 

“…What?”

 

“Like your husband, your four pillars also show no children. It’s not just your husband’s fault—it’s both of you.”

 

“H-how can you say such…”

 

The madam collapsed to the ground. She crumbled without even caring that her fine skirt hem was dragging on the dirt road.

 

“It was… all a lie…”

 

The madam, whose last hope had been shattered to pieces, covered her face with her dirt-covered palms.

 

Sobbing sounds flowed out miserably through the gaps between her fingers.

 

“It’s not all a lie.”

 

Seoryeong bent her legs and sat down following the collapsed madam.

 

“Because I kept my word about saving your life.”

 

She spoke while slowly bringing her face closer to the madam.

 

“You’ve just overcome a life-threatening crisis. Don’t you realize that yet?”

 

At Seoryeong’s voice that came like a whisper, the madam stopped sobbing. When she slowly lowered her hands, she saw Seoryeong’s expressionless face at close distance.

 

Seoryeong acted as if her playful laughter from earlier had never happened.

 

“Remember clearly what I’m about to tell you. Convert your household assets into things that are easy to carry and valuable. I’m telling you to sell silk and buy gold rings.”

 

Seoryeong placed her hand on one knee and stood up again.

 

The madam followed Seoryeong’s movement and raised her head upward.

 

“That house’s fortune has run out. Soon nothing will remain.”

 

Just before sunset, at the moment when it burns brightest. Seoryeong shone brilliantly with the spreading sunset like wildfire behind her back.

 

She looked like a deity who had descended to save the madam’s life.

 

“Though you have no fortune with children, your fortune with people is enviably good, so you’ll live well. When you leave the house, take good care of the servants who were around you earlier. Like family.”

 

As if realizing something from those words, life slowly began to return to the madam’s eyes that had been filled with despair.

 

They were the eyes of someone who had found a thread of hope in the abyss of despair.

 

To the madam who had been cornered by the cold treatment from her husband and harassment from her father-in-law for not bearing children, Seoryeong had opened a new path.

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