I’m an Unknown Actress, But Everyone Knows Me - Chapter 144

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Episode 144

‘Anyway, I won’t be filming until the latter half of …!’

That was one of the advantages of being a supporting actor. Gi Juye planned to enjoy the sweet benefits and make her presence known everywhere while was at its peak broadcast.

‘When the mention count is highest, discussing future projects becomes easier!’

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Gi Juye’s heart filled with excitement as she waited for the phone call to end.

When the call ended with appropriate closing remarks, Gi Juye approached warmly and greeted him.

“Hello, senior-. I’m really so happy to be filming together again today.”

“Right. Ju Ye is energetic today too.”

“But I kind of, really just a tiny bit overheard the phone conversation. Senior, are you perhaps discussing future projects?”

“Ah. It’s not quite a discussion yet. He’s such a successful director… Haha.”

At that answer, Gi Juye smiled.

‘If it’s a project this person is joining…’

The lead actors would probably be about ten years older than Gi Juye.

‘Even if not the lead role…!’

Gi Juye was smart. She knew that if she went head-to-head with Han Yeoreum in acting here and now, she would lose one hundred percent. So what method remained?

“Ah, speaking of which, they’ll be looking for someone around your age for the female supporting role in that project.”

It was a character with an insane backstory.

“Pure and innocent, first love.”

* * *

Ding-. Ding-.

I looked at the beautifully displayed status window.

‘Who am I…?’

The protagonist of this year’s most anticipated drama whose followers keep increasing with every refresh, who successfully renewed two brand model contracts in a row, and who continuously receives CF offers and interview requests – truly a rising star. Han Yeoreum…

‘This is indeed foreshadowing toward becoming a global actor…’

English, Japanese, Chinese. A skilled and beautiful actress Han Yeoreum, proficient in multiple languages.

I deliberately ignored the somewhat overpriced Lucky Points and focused on image training of walking on foreign red carpets. Mmm, good.

‘I wish episodes up to 7 would air quickly.’

After episode 2 aired, everyone was so energized they didn’t know they were tired or struggling. The filming set atmosphere was truly festive.

“Oh? Who is this…? Isn’t this Jjang Director of , who caused a sensation in just 2 episodes?”

“Oh? Who is this…? Isn’t this the Lighting Director of , who made fans’ hearts flutter by using light properly in every scene?”

Even while organizing filming movements, the staff members were cheerful and harmonious. I too was intoxicated by .

‘Especially today’s filming scene!’

Today’s filming was one of the few passionate romance scenes in , truly a scene where Kwon Junhyeok’s physique and my acting ability would dominate everything.

‘The ending scene of episode 2. With just that brief moment, drama fans are already calling it the best combination and watching it on infinite repeat.’

Once for the physical difference, once for the acting ability, and once more for the heart-wrenching editing.

‘I can clearly see it will cause a sensation as a legendary scene…’

The scene we needed to film now was the one where Seoryeong first shows her vulnerable side to Myeongdo.

“Let’s just go as we practiced!”

It was a moment everyone was looking forward to.

* * *

“Ready-.”

At Jjang Director’s signal, the water truck began spraying rain.

The sound of rain falling fiercely under the dusky sky was loud.

Seoryeong first stepped forward with urgent footsteps. As she hurriedly crouched under a massive tree, a narrow hole was visible through the crevices where the old tree’s roots were deeply embedded.

“Hide here. I will draw their attention.”

While Seoryeong hesitated, Myeongdo tried to leave her. He intended to face Seonghui’s soldiers alone.

It was absurd. His wounds from the recent changwi incident hadn’t healed yet.

“…No, it’s okay.”

Seoryeong, as if making some resolution, grabbed Myeongdo’s sleeve and squeezed her body in. The two barely hid under the old tree in close contact.

“There are footprints! This way!”

The soldiers’ footsteps could be heard precariously overhead. The soil under their feet was crushed, making unpleasant noise. Seoryeong, practically embraced in Myeongdo’s arms, had unstable breathing.

As if she had some terrible memory associated with such narrow spaces.

“Are you alright?”

When Myeongdo asked in a lowered voice, Seoryeong quietly closed her eyes. The pained-looking Seoryeong seemed like someone desperately trying to forget something.

Her usual arrogance was nowhere to be found, and she looked utterly pitiful.

“Why do things keep going wrong…”

Seoryeong spoke with her eyes tightly shut. No rain penetrated inside the old tree. So when Seoryeong’s face became soaked again, it was because she was shedding tears.

“Is Jeongan punishing me?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“She died because of me. If I had gone to kill the Yeom family earlier… Jeongan wouldn’t have died so meaninglessly. It’s because of me… She must hate me…”

Seoryeong’s voice trembled. Her hand gripping Myeongdo’s robe tightened.

“If only Jeongan hadn’t picked me up back then… Jeongan would have lived much longer. She wouldn’t have suffered so much pain… Right now, she must be resenting me… Her soul might be wandering through the nine heavens…”

Jeongan still remained in Seoryeong’s heart. Her guilt toward her was vivid.

She should have died early. Why did living with Jeongan keep being fun? Why did she take for granted the seasons she would spend with Jeongan… Being afraid of death, unable to go meet the Yeom family, she might have ultimately killed her.

“I never even said goodbye to Jeongan… I couldn’t even pray for her soul’s peace…”

Scritch, scritch… The sound of fingernails seemed to echo in her ears.

That’s when it happened. A large hand slowly rose to Seoryeong’s cheek. Myeongdo’s hand, damp from the rain, was wiping away her tears.

“With that divine power, can you sense Jeongan’s presence?”

“I don’t know… It feels like it…”

Seoryeong slowly opened her eyes. In the dim space, she could see Myeongdo who had embraced her.

“If Jeongan hasn’t departed yet, it’s not because she resents you…”

Myeongdo’s quiet voice seemed to fill the empty hollow of the old tree.

“It would be because she’s worried about you. I’m certain of it.”

Seoryeong quietly listened to Myeongdo’s words while silently shedding tears. Over her face, made even paler by the rain, the large hand rubbed away the hot tears as soon as they flowed.

“Even though I have no divine power, my intuition is good. My intuition tells me so.”

With sincere eyes, Myeongdo spoke as if making a vow.

“Have you ever seen me tell lies in front of you? My words are the truth.”

Inside the narrow, stuffy tree trunk with the endless sound of rain flowing, Seoryeong could finally steady her labored breathing. Seoryeong smiled innocently.

“How dare you discuss intuition with a shaman. So presumptuous…”

On Seoryeong’s face as she spoke, the guilt toward Jeongan had somehow faded.

“Okay!”

Jjang Director, who had become emotionally immersed without realizing it, shouted the okay sign with a choked-up expression. The staff members watching the two were covering their mouths with one hand.

“Already such a legendary scene…”

“Don’t ruin my emotions with that crude way of speaking…”

Jjang Director looked at Yeoreum getting rained on beyond the monitor.

‘That scene comes to mind…’

The legendary scene from , Yeondu crying sorrowfully in the rain came to mind.

Each actor has what’s called a ‘personal color’ attached to them.

Actors who strangely suit poor roles well, actors who must only play chaebol roles, actors who fail at every rom-com but succeed only in genre works – each had their own fitting outfit.

‘Yeoreum’s…’

Han Yeoreum’s personal color was water.

The moment when transparent water crossed her clear face and fell created a heart-wrenching feeling in viewers.

In a moment that made one’s heart ache even more, Han Yeoreum knew how to create that.

‘If a third rain scene comes out, it’ll really explode.’

Once in .

Once in .

And once more in the next work.

Jjang Director’s prediction about Yeoreum’s rain scene was closer to certainty than speculation.

They had to reshoot the same scene several times from different angles. Yeoreum, still holding onto her emotions, was saying the same lines while soaked in rain.

‘But somehow it feels even more pitiful…’

Even with the same lines, when the composition changed to show Yeoreum’s face better, his heart ached even more.

Jjang Director watched Yeoreum in close-up beyond the monitor.

There are the so-called three elements of an actor: blood, sweat, and tears. Han Yeoreum seemed to be in charge of tears among them.

When tears mixed with the falling raindrops, gazes were instantly captivated.

Everyone looked forward to episode 3 of and threw themselves into the remaining filming. They too felt a certain ‘intuition’ that Myeongdo had mentioned.

It was the belief that the viewership ratings would record double digits.

* * *

“Well, now it’s really the end.”

This was KBC’s Drama Department. The director and PDs looked at the beam projector with serious expressions. Everyone’s faces were full of fatigue.

“This anniversary special drama will be…”

An inexplicable tension circulated within the meeting room.

“With this proposal.”

On the documents the director pointed to with his finger, something was written in large font.

KBC 50th Anniversary Special Planning Drama

The Great Garland

“Yes. I agree too. Since we’re taking material from a classic masterpiece, I think the response will be good.”

“It’s also good for showing our KBC spirit, isn’t it. Post-Korean War material is good.”

The 50th anniversary. It had to be a meaningful work. It would also be compared with SBC, which recently produced an anniversary special drama with .

It wasn’t simply a drama for ratings. It truly had to properly show KBC’s zeitgeist that discusses ‘the value of public broadcasting.’

“Who should we cast for Gi Taeseok?”

“The writer ranked Ji Haebeom as first priority.”

“Ah, Ji Haebeom is good! And what about Yeonhuijae?”

“I think Eun Baekhap would be good. The reaction to their two-shot at L’Oeil Mint Carpet last time was good.”

While opinions were being exchanged actively, the casting director who was unusually quiet seemed to be pondering something deeply.

“What about the child role?”

They had to give legitimacy to Gi Taeseok’s desire to go from poor to rich for the woman he loved. At first glance, she had to make one want to take responsibility for her life.

A pure and spirited girl. One who would make you helplessly fall in love. Yeonhuijae, who promised the future while getting caught in the rain together.

Even during wartime, when praying to God, Taeseok would pray that if God existed, please spare Huijae’s life instead of his own.

“The child role…”

At the casting director’s question, each person brought up actors they had been thinking of one by one. But none of them were satisfactory.

Then, someone spoke up in the silence.

“How about Han Yeoreum? She’s hot these days with .”

The director paused at the name Han Yeoreum.

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