NIS Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor - Chapter 62

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Episode 62. Stars Beyond the Stream – Script Reading (2)

“Oh my, Actor Jin.”

 

It was Director Lee with the same stiff expression, as if seamlessly connected to when Ryu Yeon-woo had entered.

Jin Yu-han greeted Director Lee and then approached Ryu Yeon-woo to say hello.

 

“Yeon-woo. How have you been?”

“Yes, I finally got to enjoy a vacation during my break. You’ve been well too, right Yu-han?”

 

Since they had briefly competed for the same role, there was a slightly awkward feeling between them.

 

Ryu Yeon-woo naturally seemed more mature than his actual age, and Jin Yu-han, having worked in society since he was young, didn’t feel like a twenty-year-old young man either.

 

“Um, should we drop the formalities? We’re the same age, and our characters are friends too.”

 

When Ryu Yeon-woo suggested it first, Jin Yu-han readily nodded.

 

“Should we? I’m fine with that.”

 

Ryu Yeon-woo had initially been somewhat puzzled when he heard that Jin Yu-han had lost the role of Seo Hee to him and joined as Lee Ji-baek instead.

Of course, it wasn’t just Ryu Yeon-woo who was puzzled – most broadcasting station officials found it strange.

 

At first, he briefly wondered if perhaps, being a hot-blooded twenty-year-old, he might be trying to cause trouble out of childish spite, but meeting him in person, he turned out to be a more straightforward friend than expected.

 

Jin Yu-han spoke with a smile next to Ryu Yeon-woo.

 

“When I heard the audition results, I was somehow a bit happy and excited. I was really curious about your acting. My only hobby is acting, you know.”

 

Yeon-woo smiled slightly at the words that carried no malice.

 

“It probably wasn’t because of acting skills. I like to analyze scripts thoroughly and in detail. I guess my analysis appealed to the writer.”

 

After that, the two became absorbed in discussing the work as if they were perfectly in sync.

 

Director Lee Sang-hoon watched this scene with a pleased smile.

 

“Capture this well. Don’t miss a single moment.”

 

Just then, a high-pitched greeting could be heard from beyond the door.

 

“Hello! Oh my, hello. Senior!”

 

Seo Ji-eun entered energetically, bowing 90 degrees in all directions without even having time to straighten her back.

 

After greeting the director and writer, she came over to Ryu Yeon-woo and Jin Yu-han.

 

“Hello! I’m Seo Ji-eun.”

 

Even though both were younger than her, Seo Ji-eun bowed 90 degrees just as she did with other seniors.

At her respectful greeting, Ryu Yeon-woo and Jin Yu-han also stood up from their seats to return her greeting.

 

“I’m a fan of both of you!”

 

Seo Ji-eun clasped her hands together and looked at Ryu Yeon-woo and Jin Yu-han with sparkling eyes, confessing her fandom.

 

“Ah, thank you. I also enjoyed watching your work, Ji-eun.”

 

Yeon-woo accepted it with a smile, while Jin Yu-han, who seemed genuinely uninterested in anything other than acting talk, smiled appropriately and looked away.

 

“Ugh, being called Ji-eun feels kind of cringey… Since we’re friends in the drama too, want to be friends?”

 

She knew he was two years older, but she didn’t seem to mind much.

 

“Ahaha. Is that so?”

 

Yeon-woo laughed awkwardly and scratched his head.

 

‘No matter how I look at it, she’s totally like a little Han So-hyeon, isn’t she?’

 

Since it was a historical drama, quite a few veteran and senior actors attended, and the main leads, who were the youngest on set, were busy greeting everyone.

 

“Oh my, Yu-han has grown so much? Grandpa can barely recognize you now.”

 

There were many senior actors on set who recognized Jin Yu-han.

It was natural in a way, since he had appeared in many works as a child actor from a young age.

 

And naturally, it was obvious that the senior actors’ attention would focus on Ryu Yeon-woo, the same-aged peer who had beaten out Jin Yu-han for the lead role.

 

“Well, it seems everyone has gathered, so we’d like to begin.”

 

The conference room fell quiet as Director Lee Sang-hoon, sitting at the head table, stood up and spoke.

 

“I’m Director Lee Sang-hoon, who will be directing ‘Stars Beyond the Stream’ this time. I’ll make it a memorable drama.”

 

Clap clap clap─.

 

Starting with Director Lee Sang-hoon, the production team and actors began introducing themselves.

 

In “Spring Lover,” he was a cameo so he didn’t participate in the reading.

In “Summer’s Closet,” he was third.

In “Master Plan,” he was second.

In “Stars Beyond the Stream,” he had the first role, so Yeon-woo would greet first.

 

“Nice to meet you. I’m Ryu Yeon-woo, playing the role of Seo Hee in ‘Stars Beyond the Stream.’ It’s an honor to work with such distinguished seniors.”

 

Feeling all the stellar senior actors and veteran actors looking at him, Yeon-woo became humble and continued speaking.

 

“I’ve heard that learning many things is what the profession of ‘actor’ is about. I will learn a lot through this work. Thank you.”

 

Watching Yeon-woo speak about his determination for this work in a voice that was serious beyond his twenty years, smiles appeared on the veteran actors’ faces.

 

After that, the other actors took turns sharing their thoughts, and it was time to begin the script reading.

 

“Well then, shall we start the reading? We’ll be filming the opening scenes separately, so we’ll skip a few and start with Dal-yeong on the third page.”

 

Following the Director’s words, the actors immersed themselves in their scripts.

 

 

From early morning, Dal-yeong busily went back and forth through the Main Gate of the Seo House, collecting Love Letters that the daughters of influential families in Gaegyeong had their Female Servants deliver, gathering them all in one place.

 

“Oh my, this happens every morning.”

 

Actor Moon Jung-yeol, who played Dal-yeong, delivered his line.

 

Then Yeon-woo, who substituted lightly tapping the desk for the Script Lines indicating opening the door, entered with his line.

 

“What are you doing collecting all of those?”

 

Hearing Yeon-woo’s line, the veteran actors nodded at his natural Voice Projection that suited historical dramas.

 

“Oh my, young master. How could this humble servant refuse the Love Letters that the young ladies write with their hearts for you?”

“I don’t need them. Starting tomorrow, lock the Main Gate and don’t open it.”

“If we do that, the Female Servants will line up and wait all morning.”

 

At Dal-yeong’s words, Seo Hee stroked his chin as if that made sense too.

 

“Right. You have a point too. What fault could they have? Well then, this works out perfectly. Give them here.”

 

Dal-yeong excitedly handed them over at the young master’s unexpected words about accepting the Love Letters today.

 

“Here they are, young master. This one here is from the second daughter of Minister Han’s household, and the yellow one is…”

 

When he handed over the armful of Love Letters, Seo Hee took them and walked toward a corner of the Yard.

 

Considering the actual walking time, they paused the dialogue briefly before actor Moon Jung-yeol, who played Dal-yeong, delivered his line again.

 

“Wait, young master, where are you going? That’s where we servants burn firewood.”

“Don’t I have plenty of firewood right here in my hands?”

 

Seo Hee mercilessly put the Love Letters Dal-yeong had given him into the Brazier.

As if he could really see the blazing Brazier, Yeon-woo chuckled softly.

 

“They burn well. Starting tomorrow, we can reduce the amount of wood chopping. They bring firewood every morning.”

“Oh my, young master.”

 

After finishing Yeon-woo’s first scene, several more scenes played out before the scene where Yeon-woo first encounters Ji-eun appeared.

 

“Ouch.”

 

Hong Ui-yeon, who had been frantically running through Market Street holding her Skirt Hem, collided with Seo Hee.

Hong Ui-yeon was about to fall flat. In front of her was a puddle of sewage.

 

Seo Hee clasped his hands behind his back and gazed at the scene, deliberating for a moment before using his toe to push up Hong Ui-yeon’s bottom, preventing her from falling.

 

Though men and women should maintain proper distance, it’s better than falling into sewage.

 

Of course, since this was content from the Script Lines, Yeon-woo only imagined the situation while putting strength into his toes and controlling his Breathing to deliver his line.

 

“Are you alright?”

“…Ah, my bottom! No, how can you be so improper toward a lady?”

“Me?”

 

At Seo Hee’s words as he tilted his head and asked back cheekily, Hong Ui-yeon glared while rubbing the spot his foot had touched, but his face was hard to see clearly because he wore a black Hood pulled over his head.

 

“I was standing still in this spot when you came running, and of course, being a gentleman with ‘propriety,’ I helped you well so you wouldn’t fall flat in Market Street, didn’t I?”

 

After finishing his words, Seo Hee gazed quietly. Hong Ui-yeon had nothing particular to say in response to his logical argument.

 

Just then, a Female Servant who had been chasing Hong Ui-yeon came running.

 

“Miss! Stop right there! If you don’t go again today, you’ll really get a severe scolding from Madam.”

 

Hong Ui-yeon looked back and grimaced, then grabbed her Skirt Hem again and started running to escape the pursuing Female Servant.

 

After the woman left, Dal-yeong approached and brushed off Seo Hee’s shoulder where he had collided, asking.

 

“Are you alright, young master?”

“How could I be hurt from bumping into a woman? But really, how reckless. Running around Market Street like that.”

 

As Seo Hee clicked his tongue and tried to continue on his way, something was stepped on under his foot.

 

“Hmm? That woman from earlier must have dropped it.”

“It’s a Perfume Pouch, young master.”

 

Hong Ui-yeon had dropped her pouch when they collided.

 

“To be proper, I should pick it up first.”

“Oh my, the ground is dirty. I’ll pick it up.”

 

Watching Dal-yeong pick up the Perfume Pouch, Seo Hee tried to call the Female Servant who was following.

 

“Hey there. Here’s your master’s Perfume Pouch…”

 

The Female Servant completely ignored him and rushed past.

 

“Like master, like servant.”

 

Clicking his tongue again, he walked along his path and arrived at the Home of Wang Ham-yoon, Seo Hee’s writing teacher.

Wang Ham-yoon was King Wang Geon’s cousin and the son of founding duke Wang Sik-ryeom.

In other words, he was Goryeo royalty.

 

“You’re actually late for once?”

 

His master looked puzzled as Seo Hee, who never broke time appointments, arrived somewhat late.

 

“I was late because I was paying my respects.”

 

Though the words were cryptic, Wang Ham-yoon nodded at the explanation of being late due to paying respects.

 

Lee Ji-baek, Seo Hee’s close friend who had arrived earlier and was studying, looked at him intently, wondering what had happened.

Seeing him, Seo Hee waved his hand as if it was nothing serious.

 

Literary Studies continued after that, but stopped briefly due to a commotion outside.

 

“No, I said I don’t want to go! Didn’t you see what happened in Seogyeong? The way they look down on women.”

 

On one side was the Female Servant he had seen before, and on the other side was another Personal Servant dragging in a woman who was being pulled along.

 

Watching this scene intently, Wang Ham-yoon spoke up.

 

“So you’re Hong Ui-yeon?”

 

She was the eldest daughter of Lord Hong, from a provincial powerful family that had moved from Seogyeong to Gaegyeong.

 

No matter how wild she was, she couldn’t act defiantly in the house of Wang Ham-yoon, a distant relative of the Goryeo Emperor.

 

“I pay my respects. I am a daughter of the Hong Family.”

“I’ll forgive the rudeness. Literary Studies are in full swing, so come in and sit down.”

 

Unlike the Joseon period, in early Goryeo, though women couldn’t hold government positions, if parents wished, women also received equal education after marriage for the sake of educating their children.

 

Hong Ui-yeon, suddenly receiving orders from Wang Ham-yoon of the Royal Family, quietly entered and sat down.

 

“I heard your voice was loud enough to cross the Wall, but there will be no discrimination because you’re a daughter. Don’t worry.”

 

At the master’s words, Seo Hee and Lee Ji-baek burst into laughter.

And Hong Ui-yeon’s face turned bright red.

 

When Literary Studies ended and break time came, Seo Hee called Dal-yeong who was waiting outside, received the Perfume Pouch he had picked up earlier, and handed it to Hong Ui-yeon.

 

“Miss. Please accept this.”

 

Hong Ui-yeon received the Perfume Pouch Seo Hee handed her and only then looked up at his face.

 

“Ah! Young master, did you molest me with your foot earlier?”

“Molest? With my foot?”

 

At Hong Ui-yeon’s words, Lee Ji-baek looked at Seo Hee.

Seo Hee looked at Lee Ji-baek and firmly shook his head.

 

“Not at all.”

 

When Lee Ji-baek looked at her again, Hong Ui-yeon’s face reddened as she hung her head low and muttered to herself.

 

“Using your foot on my bottom when I’m not even married…”

“That’s not true.”

 

Lee Ji-baek looked at Seo Hee.

 

“Your foot went inside my Skirt Hem and…”

“That’s absolutely not true. Think about it. Does that make sense?”

 

Seo Hee pointed to Hong Ui-yeon’s long Skirt that reached down to the floor.

Lee Ji-baek looked back and forth between Hong Ui-yeon and Seo Hee, his expression changing by the moment.

 

“My friend, what exactly are you going around doing?”

 

At those words, Seo Hee just shook his head as if it was troublesome.

 

Laughter erupted on the filming set at the Tiki-taka between Ryu Yeon-woo and Seo Ji-eun that meshed like Gear Wheels.

 

‘The Assistant Writer was right. Those two are perfect together.’

 

Watching them sit side by side delivering their lines, their voices, Breathing, and even their appearances seemed to match well.

 

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