I’m an Unknown Actress, But Everyone Knows Me - Chapter 194

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Episode 194

For a celebrity to succeed, two things are needed.

‘One is core fans, and the other is mass appeal!’

No matter how strong the core fans are, if the general public doesn’t recognize them, their influence is bound to be minimal. The same goes for the opposite case where the public recognizes them but there are no core fans.

‘To become a star beyond just a popular celebrity, both conditions must be met.’

Manager Hong smiled as he looked at Han Yeoreum, who had achieved 130,000 views with just one Taiwan entry video.

‘Fans must go crazy, and the public must love them.’

Because he could already see the seeds of stardom in a rookie who had only debuted two years ago.

“Manager. The response is good, isn’t it?”

The hands of the staff doing monitoring moved busily.

Manager Hong instinctively knew that the first button for changing Han Yeoreum’s image to that of first love had been successfully fastened.

“Then let’s broadcast tomorrow’s fan meeting live right away too.”

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Inside the hotel room. Hands moved quickly, spraying fragrant floral spray and protecting hair before styling.

“Aren’t you nervous? How do you feel?”

Director Dokgo Gyeol, who had come along on the business trip, asked while fixing her skin tone. A vlog camera was rolling on one side.

“I’m so nervous… Since it’s my first fan meeting, I think I’ll make a lot of mistakes.”

“You say that, but you’ll do well, right?”

Of course. Who am I? Taiwan’s rising Hallyu actress who has numerous fans at the school Mei-Ling attends, who sold out 1,500 seats despite it being her first fan meeting, and who makes people want to write letters even using translation apps.

‘I have to do well.’

I made a resolution while facing myself in the mirror.

‘Let me think of the stage made for me.’

Yesterday evening, right after going to the hall for rehearsal, I was handed a microphone. I was told to just say the prepared greeting here.

That was all the guidance I received, but when I went up on stage, I strongly felt something pulling me in.

‘…How long has it been since I’ve been on stage?’

There hadn’t been any since , which was the first-year final exam play.

There’s something about the stage that enchants people – just existing in that vast space alone makes you dizzy with ecstasy.

‘Ever since I was hit by the lights, the excitement hasn’t subsided.’

That familiar feeling of a few seconds when what was dark in front of me became invisible, then slowly came into view, made my heart tingle.

For a long time, the only place I could exist on stage was in a corner.

‘Because I had to stay unnoticed.’

But now I can stand at center stage. And with my own name on it.

Not as screaming woman #1 or passing woman #1, but as Han Yeoreum.

‘If we can include the script reading scene in the variety show, I’ll definitely be properly branded as an actress serious about acting.’

If Taiwan decides to invest, new schedules will arise when is released.

If I do photo walls and GVs here, I can certainly solidify my position as an actress.

‘It all depends on today’s fan meeting.’

People might not know, but when you go up on stage, all those faces in the audience come into view at once.

What expressions they’re making, where they’re looking, how immersed they are right now.

‘They were definitely looking at me properly.’

If I make the public recognize Han Yeoreum through variety shows, change my image through dramas, and show beloved characters through ten-million-viewer movies again.

‘Then maybe my name could be in the first billing?’

Just thinking about it made me want to smile. I want to grow quickly.

‘If Taiwan sees me and invests…’

The probability of focusing more on the actress Han Yeoreum when Netflix lands in Korea increases.

‘When producing Netflix originals, I might be the first to grab the scenarios.’

Not Do Gyeoul, but Han Yeoreum.

That’s how important this fan meeting was.

“Yeoreum, close your eyes for a moment.”

The styling was nearing its end. I closed my eyes as Dokgo Gyeol instructed. I felt a soft brush sweep across my eyelids.

“There, done. Now open your eyes.”

I slowly opened my eyes at those words. Beyond the mirror, Han Yeoreum was complete, ready to attend the fan meeting.

“Pretty, right?”

Han Yeoreum beyond the mirror was sparkling like someone qualified to stand at center stage.

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“Why are there so many people?”

IP 85.152 shook her head at the bustling crowd. Jongno-gu would be one thing, but Taipei was quite unfamiliar.

“Well, the theater is definitely pretty though. It’s exotic.”

IP 85.152, immersed in admiration while looking at the Taipei National Theater, took out her phone to take pictures. She mustn’t forget the purpose of coming here.

‘I didn’t just come for a fan meeting.’

She needed to understand as a cultural citizen what effects Hallyu dramas have on Asia and how the unique sensibility of youth teen dramas will influence the Korean media market in the future.

And to travel abroad after a long time, broaden her horizons widely, and seek a change of perspective in Taiwan…

“There’s Seoryeong! There’s Myeongdo!”

A Taiwanese merchant who recognized she was Korean spoke to her in Korean. IP 85.152 looked at the merchant who spoke to her with indifferent eyes.

“Goods goods!”

Where he was sitting, all kinds of items were piled up. A photo of Han Yeoreum smiling was placed like a signboard.

‘Right. I happen to have something to buy anyway.’

Although she didn’t come specifically for the fan meeting, if she was a real audience member, it was cultured to accommodate the prepared performance culture.

“Quality good. Nice! Pretty!”

IP 85.152 grabbed her wallet as a cultured person who knows how to enjoy performances, and as a Korean extending kindness to a Taiwanese person who made the effort to speak in a foreign language.

“How much if I buy all of this?”

Purchasing unofficial goods and experiencing how fan culture had changed compared to her school days was one way to broaden her horizons.

IP 85.152 purchased Seoryeong photo cards by type.

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Input: Ah really fucking fucking fucking nervous

This is in front of Taipei National Theater in Taiwan. Aetami, breathing in the humid air while tapping her phone, relayed the current situation to Reporter Wi in real time.

Ding-.

[I should have gone, fuck… ㅜ]

A reply quickly arrived with sincere tears that made the screen feel damp. Aetami looked at the National Theater and placed her hand over her chest.

‘Yeoreum… Sister is here…’

Looking at the magnificent building, Aetami felt like crying too.

‘My baby. To think you’re already having your first fan meeting.’

It hit her that she was a fan of an actress holding a fan meeting despite debuting only two years ago.

The massive building with red pillars and golden roof moved Aetami. She felt Yeoreum’s popularity through the foreign languages heard in the bustling surroundings.

‘Later you must have a solo fan meeting too, okay? Got it? Since sister needs a seat, definitely don’t do it at some 300-seat or 500-seat place, but definitely at a place this big…’

Aetami, already imagining how fierce domestic ticketing would be, raised her camera to capture this historic moment.

Click-!

Input: Han Yeoreum’s crazy incident.

This is the incident where Yeoreum boldly held her first fan meeting in Taiwan, and office workers desperately attended

Aetami, who was live-streaming the situation on her private fangirl account via cell phone, stood in the entrance line. After checking the ticket she had put in her bag, Aetami looked again to see if her other items were still there.

‘Okay. All set.’

All preparations were perfect. Now all she needed was Yeoreum and it would be complete. As the people in line entered one by one, Aetami gradually got closer to the theater.

‘Wow, it’s really hot. Why are there so many people?’

Entering the interior with soft lighting on the high ceiling, Aetami found the seat written on her ticket and sat down.

‘Ah, now I feel alive.’

Fortunately, unlike outside, the interior was cool. People kept filling in without any gaps. The rows in front of Aetami were packed.

‘Got a great seat!’

It was worth checking the interior map several times before ticketing. The view was good. Sitting in the plush chair and wiping off sweat, Aetami picked up her cell phone again.

‘It’s Yeoreum on the screen…’

On the screen with “Strange Tales” written in Chinese characters, a previously unreleased two-shot of Seoryeong and Myeongdo was displayed.

‘Strange Tales content after so long…’

For a moment, Aetami felt like she had returned to summer.

The shock when the Strange Tales trailer first dropped, the comments that exploded after episode 1 ended, the daily life that was divided into days with Strange Tales and days without.

‘Not enough dopamine.’

Recalling the past days when she was busy scanning through concept posts in the Strange Tales gallery as soon as she opened her eyes, she felt like she might cry a little.

It was when she was about to recall famous scenes one by one out of habit.

“Wow…!”

Exclamations burst out from the surroundings. Aetami made the same sound too. The atmosphere in the air changed. Everyone breathed in air filled with excitement without exception.

‘It’s starting!’

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