NIS Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor - Chapter 3

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Episode 3. Acting Academy

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“The details are as follows. I purchased an item from Iran and the product name is ‘Baeksol’…”

 

 

After delivering the information from the last mission that Jeon Su-hwan from his previous life had discovered for about a minute, he bent his waist again and left the public phone in the appearance of an old man.

 

After that, he retraced his steps to the public phone, retrieved the hidden bag, changed clothes again, and returned home while changing bags and disguises several more times.

 

‘It’s information that’s already 4 months old so it might be past its expiration date, but with this, I’m saying goodbye to Jeon Su-hwan’s life.’

 

My homeland, I have completed my final mission.

Past life, you’ve worked hard.

 

His past life was that of an agent and spy who had to repeat constant suspicion and acting.

His mind became increasingly exhausted day by day, and it was a lonely and harsh time when he always felt solitude, but he didn’t regret the days he had lived with dedication.

He was simply pleased to conclude everything with such a graceful ending and a relieved heart.

 

That night, Yeon-woo’s father Ryu Cheol-woong was scolded by his wife for hiding his hiking laundry somewhere and then suddenly putting it all in the washing machine at once, and he felt wronged all night.

 

“No, I’m telling you it’s really not my laundry…”

 

Yeon-woo felt sorry for his father who was being scolded, but he had no choice but to play dumb.

 

***

 

The exams were over and he had now become somewhat accustomed to Ryu Yeon-woo’s life.

 

He shook off the last lingering attachment from his previous life and burned with determination to adapt to his new life and live again as an actor.

 

He had always been interested in acting, and though he wasn’t sure if it would help, he was confident in Life Acting with the skills he had acquired while doing Espionage Work in foreign countries.

 

‘Whether those past experiences will translate to acting in front of cameras or on stage is uncertain though.’

 

He thought that having broad experience and the ability to use his facial muscles relatively freely would be better than starting from scratch.

 

“Hmm…”

 

Yeon-woo, who was drawing a picture with Poster Paint for a performance evaluation in the Art Room, let out a sigh.

 

“Why do you keep sighing? Did you cause some trouble?”

 

Jun-su, who was drawing at the next seat, looked at Yeon-woo and spoke to him.

 

“No, there’s something I want to try but I’m thinking about getting a part-time job.”

 

Seong-sik, who was sitting in the front seat, also turned around with interest at Yeon-woo’s answer and asked.

 

“What is it that requires a part-time job?”

“Yeah. I’m just thinking about going to an Acting Academy.”

 

At the unexpected answer, Jun-su and Seong-sik widened their eyes and said simultaneously.

 

“Acting?”

“Acting?”

 

But Jun-su soon nodded as if he understood and spoke.

 

“Well, your grades are good but with that face of yours.”

 

In today’s world, even if you enter a good university and work in a professional field, it can’t compare to a successful star.

 

“If it’s acting, shouldn’t you go to a famous place in Seoul?”

“I just want to learn the basics for now.”

 

Seong-sik, who had been turned around, spoke with a face that wondered why he was having such worries.

 

“Then instead of a part-time job, try talking to your parents! If I were first in the whole school, my mom would allow anything!”

 

Hearing that, Jun-su lightly hit Seong-sik’s shoulder and scolded him.

 

“Are you and him the same? If my son were first in the whole school, I’d absolutely not allow it. And it might cost a lot of money.”

 

At Jun-su’s words, Yeon-woo smiled and answered.

 

“Hey, I’m not thinking of going to an expensive academy. Our family is just ordinary, we’re neither very well-off nor poor.”

 

Yeon-woo felt an awkward but somehow touching feeling at the expression “our family” that he had naturally uttered without realizing it, and added.

 

“They’ll probably support me whatever I do. I’m just thinking about it because I don’t want to ask for money.”

 

Seong-sik shook his head.

 

“Wow, so you’re even thinking of a part-time job? You’re as much of a filial son as me in character too, I acknowledge it. Lord Ryu.”

 

At Seong-sik’s joking words as he struck a pose, Jun-su immediately attacked.

 

“Yeah, that’s right. You’re a filial son too. A fire-attribute filial son.”

“What did you say?”

 

Seong-sik and Jun-su quickly started bickering playfully.

 

“Hey, unfilial friends. You’ve finished your drawings before chatting, right?”

 

With the appearance of the art teacher who had appeared and lightly grabbed Seong-sik and Jun-su by the back of their necks, the classroom became quiet again.

 

***

 

A few days passed and just when he was about to seriously look into short-term part-time jobs that a student could do, an unexpected solution arose.

 

-This is an announcement from the Broadcasting Club. Student Ryu Yeon-woo, student Kim Min-ji, student Choi Woo-jin···.

 

A broadcast calling for Ryu Yeon-woo and several other students came through the classroom speaker.

 

“What? Did you cause trouble? No, that can’t be right.”

“They’re all kids with good grades. I guess they’re going to give out awards.”

Yeonwoo gets up from his seat after hearing what Junsu and Seongshik said.

“I’ll be back in a bit.”

I was called to the principal’s office just as I was, where we took a few simple commemorative photos and I received a one million won academic excellence scholarship from the alumni association.

It was perfect timing for Yeonwoo, who didn’t want to waste time on things like part-time jobs or other pointless activities.

“Perfect timing. Luck is on my side in this life.”

Yeonwoo told his parents right away that evening while having dinner after coming home from school.

“Acting all of a sudden?”

 

Yeon-woo nodded his head.

 

Soon after, he took out a white envelope from his pocket.

 

“I received a scholarship at school today. With this, something I want to try came up, and I’d like to learn acting.”

“I received a scholarship at school today. There’s something I want to try with this money – I’d like to learn acting.”

“Holy shit.”

My younger sister Sohyun, who had been quietly eating beside me, pokes me in the ribs.

“Don’t count your chickens before they hatch, I just want to try learning it.”

 

Yeon-woo chuckled at So-hyeon’s talk about allowance.

 

Still, seeing their son who had been living gloomily wanting to do something enthusiastically, the parents were unconditionally supportive.

 

“Of course, what couldn’t we do for you. Even without the scholarship, Mom would welcome it with both hands raised.”

“Yes, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you. Even without the scholarship, Mom would welcome you with open arms.”

“Hmm. When I was young, I used to get told a lot that I should become an actor when I walked down the street.”

Yeonwoo and Sohyeon both tilt their heads in confusion at their father Ryu Cheolwoong’s words.

“No, it’s because I’ve gained weight as I’ve gotten older, you guys.”

Cheol-woong patted his stomach and looked at Yeon-woo.

In fact, as he gradually lost weight, his parents were also beginning to notice that their son’s appearance was becoming quite extraordinary.

If he lost all that weight, he would definitely have quite an outstanding appearance.

“So have you decided where you’re going to learn acting?”

“Will that be okay though? They say those arts and physical education fields are difficult unless you’re in Seoul. You know Aunt Young-hee, right? Her daughter has been trying to be an idol trainee for years now and it’s tough.”

 

Yeon-woo smiled slightly while looking at his worried mother.

 

“If someone is meant to make it, they’ll make it anywhere. Since academics are also important, I’ll try it in Daejeon first.”

 

Hearing Yeon-woo’s words, his father nodded.

 

“Alright, then look it up on the internet and let’s talk. Let’s go together with Dad.”

 

Yeon-woo, who had actually planned to go alone, soon realized he was a minor and nodded without saying much.

 

“Yes, Father. Thank you.”

 

After that, through searching, he found an Acting Academy to visit for consultation and Yeon-woo also made his own preparations.

 

“First, should I watch some videos?”

 

After school in his room, he watched currently popular dramas and absorbed the actors’ expressions and actions.

 

During his agent days, analyzing and imitating others’ behavior to infiltrate and blend into specific organizations was something Yeon-woo had repeated to the point of being second nature.

 

“Hmm, is this how you do it?”

 

Yeon-woo looked back and forth between the TV and mirror, copying expressions.

“Hmm, is this how you do it?”

Yeonwoo alternates between looking at the TV and the mirror, mimicking the facial expressions.

It looked like a hastily improvised imitation, but it still seemed decent enough.

“I can’t tell if this is working because my face looks decent or because I can actually act – it’s impossible to know on my own.”

I definitely did need professional help.

***

Meanwhile, in a prosecutor’s office at the Busan District Prosecutors’ Office.

A large, sturdy-looking man who appears to be in his early thirties is rapidly typing on a small keyboard with his big hands.

The man working diligently at his computer well into the dark night without leaving the office was a young prosecutor whose nameplate on the desk read ‘Han Hae-un.’

Prosecutor Han Hae-un taps the edge of his desk, lost in thought.

“Team Leader Jeon Su-hwan… what the hell is his identity? Am I going crazy? I’m looking for someone from my dreams, but there’s no way they could actually exist.”

However, for some reason, he felt like he absolutely had to find it and couldn’t stop.

An inexplicable sense of mission kept arising, as if he needed to tell that person something.

Prosecutor Han Hae-woon’s investigation continued late into the night.

 

***

 

That Saturday, Yeon-woo visited an acting academy in downtown Daejeon with his father for a consultation.

 

Jeong Cheol-min.

 

Having spent quite a long time with a theater company in Hyehwa and appearing as a supporting actor in commercial films a couple of times, albeit in small roles, he felt he was facing the most decisive moment since returning to his hometown of Daejeon to open an acting academy.

 

Director Jeong Cheol-min was teaching the college prep class as usual.

Though such things rarely happened during class, Teacher Yoon, who handled consultations, came in with a knock and whispered in his ear.

 

“Director. I think you should go and handle this consultation personally. His face is extraordinary.”

 

Having worked in this industry for a long time, Teacher Yoon was more accurate than plastic surgery coordinators at evaluating faces for their potential as actors.

 

Nodding at her words, Jeong Cheol-min briefly left the class to another instructor and headed to the counseling room.

 

“So, you’re saying your son showed interest in acting and you came for a light consultation, is that right, sir?”

 

“Haha, yes, that’s right, Director. This kid just ranked first in the entire school. As a father, honestly, since he studies well, I think it might be good if he focused on academics and got one of those stable jobs everyone wants, but…”

 

Though his son hadn’t been much to brag about before, thanks to his completely transformed son, Ryu Cheol-woong had become a doting father who acquired bragging as a passive skill in just a few months.

 

However, Director Jeong Cheol-min, who had already seen the face of the student who came for consultation, responded to Cheol-woong’s words but had no intention of letting this opportunity that had rolled his way slip by.

 

In fact, trusting Teacher Yoon’s eye, he had made up his mind from the moment she came to him saying he should handle the consultation personally.

 

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