Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 252

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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 252

“Oh! Este!”

Come alive and breathe.

“Wow.”

On stage, Father Giuseppe wailing for his lover who bid him a cruel farewell.

Behind the stage, Casanova held by a dancer, staring blankly at Giuseppe.

“Tsk tsk.”

“Sob.”

The men sitting in the audience seats click their tongues at Giuseppe crying loudly after being dumped by a woman, while the women wipe away tears together, saying it’s romantic.

Clang! Ding! Ding!

“Waaah!”

“Uhahaha!”

As cheerful music flows and dancers rush out shaking their chests, lifting their skirts and revealing their legs, men stand up as if they’ve been waiting for this moment, whistling, throwing flirtatious glances and money.

The nobles on the second floor pretend not to care while pursing their lips and scanning the dancers with lecherous eyes.

Who shall I call to my bed tonight.

The female noble who came with him ignores this as if accustomed to it and glances at the servant attending to her.

The appearance of theaters from that era.

The scene of the 18th century when hedonism reached its peak.

It appeared before our eyes in 2017, leaping across 300 years of time.

Shiver! Shiver!

“Hehe. How is it?”

“…It’s insane.”

The script reading was nothing compared to this.

The fierce and brutal script reading where every character, every person seen through the library seemed to come alive.

But when entering the actual performance, when it overlapped with the scenery seen through Casanova, thrills penetrated my entire body and all the hair on my body stood on end.

“This must be why people write scenarios.”

This must be why people direct.

The emotion of scenes imagined in my head coming alive in 4D, breathing and even running wild.

My eyes grow hot.

Tears don’t flow but my chest churns.

The thought that I did well to write dominates my entire body.

“This is like a drug.”

“Uhahaha!”

“But…”

“Oh?”

“Casanova sitting on the dancer’s lap should express his emotions a bit more.”

Tilt his head back more to touch the dancer’s chest, and let his hands roam her thighs.

That wasn’t the only part where Casanova needed to express emotions.

There was a need to further express the emotions and confusion Casanova would have felt the moment he first saw Giuseppe’s acting behind the stage.

Father’s appearance completely different from what he saw at home.

He should be confused by that gap while simultaneously being absorbed in Father’s acting.

“Oho?”

It’s quite a difficult request. Especially for a child actor who still lacks experience, it wouldn’t be easy to pull off.

However, even if young, once standing on the film set, he’s a professional.

No matter how difficult, he had the duty to accomplish it.

“What about Giuseppe?”

“There’s nothing to criticize?”

He’s more Giuseppe than Giuseppe himself.

“His voice projection and body language are quite modern, but if he acted exactly like those times, it would be extremely boring and uncomfortable to listen to.”

“Haha. I understand.”

Baz Luhrmann looks at the actors who have finished their performance and are now looking this way.

“Cut! Let’s do just Casanova again!”

Baz Luhrmann gets up and approaches the young Casanova.

“Hey. Mister Casanova?”

“Hehe! Yes, Manager!”

“Can you express more of what Casanova would think and feel in that scene?”

“Thoughts and emotions? Um… like this?”

A natural appearance of moving his head this way and that while sitting on the dancer’s lap, as if moving to find a comfortable position.

Even without specific explanation, he understands what’s wanted and acts it out.

‘Oh, he’s really smart?’

Ryan Burgel.

A child actor cast not only for his acting ability but also for his resemblance to Hayden Christensen.

Born in 2010, he’s only 7 years old this year, yet he understands the meaning and immediately puts it into practice, even acting out expressions, making everyone realize again that talent is indeed innate.

On top of that, with his good personality, everyone is looking at Ryan Burgel with fond eyes as he shows excellent acting skills even in actual performance.

“Good. Please?”

“Hehe! Yes!”

As Baz Luhrmann steps back after bumping fists, Ryan Burgel suddenly extends his fist to Johann too.

“Me too?”

Chuckle!

When they bump fists, Ryan Burgel’s already sparkling eyes explode with light.

“Writer, Writer. Writer, are you really good at everything?”

“Hmm. There wasn’t anything I couldn’t do, right?”

“Wooow-! How? Why can you do that?”

“Well… Is that important? Isn’t trying to challenge yourself more important than being good at something?”

Johann chuckles again at Ryan Burgel’s expression, which shows he doesn’t understand what that means.

“Don’t worry. When the drama airs, even the girl you like will fall for you.”

“Gasp?!”

“And you’re doing well enough, so don’t be scared, Casanova.”

Johann turns away after placing his fist against the chest of the boy who opens his eyes wide as if asking how he knew, and Ryan Burgel stares blankly at Johann while touching his chest.

“…Cool-! Don’t you think he’s really cool, sister?”

“Hoho. Right?”

“Now, Casanova! Stop playing and let’s act!”

“Yes!”

“Hahahaha!”

The atmosphere on the film set became even warmer.

“Let’s take a short break!”

As the tightly stretched string of tension that had been running through the film set loosened, Johann, who had been continuously writing something in his notebook, gets up.

Seeing this, Baz Luhrmann and Matthew Payton also withdraw their hands they were about to extend and leave to smoke cigarettes.

Step! Step!

Thud!

Johann quietly stares at Emily, who closes the car door and only looks at her phone while dressed like a woman from that era.

“…Speak.”

“I love you.”

Startled!

“Hey, if you’re going to apologize, at least…”

“I fell for you again. I could only see you earlier.”

“…You’re talking nonsense. I clearly saw you looking around at everyone.”

“Among them, you were the prettiest. So I thought once again that I made a good decision. What if you had come out wearing only a corset.”

All the viewers’ gazes would have been directed only at Emily.

A supporting role scene-stealer. It was something that should never happen.

“Hmph! How ridiculous.”

She knows he’s just saying anything to calm her anger.

“Really? Does it seem like I’m just saying anything?”

“…Annoying.”

“I love you.”

“Sigh.”

Johann grins and takes Emily’s hand.

“How was it earlier? It’s your first time acting.”

Different from acting as a model, continuous acting rather than a single cut shoot – today was Emily’s first time.

Emily sighs again and makes a strange expression.

“It was amazing.”

Standing in front of a camera always makes your heart race.

And it always brings worry.

Whether you’re doing well, whether you made any mistakes.

It was the same just now.

At first, she just worked hard. She was too busy to think about worries.

But as the scenes continued, she had the leisure to look around, and couldn’t help but be amazed.

“Everyone was acting even when the cameras weren’t rolling.”

Their assigned roles.

Nameless audience member 1, second floor noble audience member 1.

It’s natural to act until the call is made, but seeing them act even when cameras weren’t focused on them, she felt their desperate earnestness.

So she felt sorry.

“I couldn’t help but reflect.”

Even though she was officially selected through proper paperwork, she felt guilty that she might have participated for too personal a purpose.

“If it wasn’t me…”

Wouldn’t some other desperate person have gotten the chance to be filmed?

“Emily.”

“Yeah…”

“This is why I like you.”

Because of your personality that looks around and reflects on your own actions.

“Let’s go. Break time is almost over.”

“…Yeah.”

The two held hands and headed back to the filming set.

“Oh, and don’t remove your makeup after filming.”

The dress Emily is currently wearing that reveals a lot of her chest is already at home. He had it made as a Halloween costume.

“Then you wear the male noble outfit too.”

“Ah, that’s…”

“Otherwise I won’t do it either.”

“…Deal.”

Johann licked his lips thinking about the tight-fitting pants.

Thus the day of the heart-pounding first shoot was coming to an end.

* * *

“Class is over! Rest well for two months!”

“Woohoo!”

The last lecture of the spring semester, the second semester, had ended.

Students raising both arms high or hurriedly packing their bags to rush out of the classroom.

Most of the students among them gather around Johann.

“Johann, what are you going to do during vacation?”

“Since you made Joseon white porcelain, how about trying Chinese or Japanese ceramics now?”

“Ah, enough with ceramics! Johann, we’re touring from the Metropolitan and Smithsonian to the British Museum and even the Louvre – want to come with us?”

“We’re going to Brazil for volunteer work – come with us!”

“Hey! This is a ceramics lecture!”

“Right! It’s a ceramics lecture! Johann, since you made a Joseon kiln, how about trying to make a Japanese kiln! What about a Ming Dynasty kiln?”

“Ah! It’s cheating when the professor asks!”

When even Professor Evelyn’s eyes light up, Johann smiles awkwardly.

“Thank you all for the kind offers, but I’m going on an overseas trip with friends.”

The trip with friends is just secondary – the main purpose is overseas location shooting for a drama, but he can’t say that.

“If I come along too…”

“They’re all couples.”

“Damn! Cursed youth!”

Thus all of UCLA’s Studio Art second semester curriculum came to an end.

* * *

Whirrr!

LAX International Airport, where planes take off and land.

Johann, sitting on his suitcase with his hat pulled down watching people pass by, turns his head and pokes Emily who’s fiddling with her phone next to him.

“Lucy! Joy! Girls!”

“Emily!”

“Kyaa!”

Eight women throwing their luggage to their boyfriends, running over to embrace each other and jumping up and down.

Flash, Mason and the other men make expressions of incomprehension.

“Why are women always so happy to see each other like that?”

“Right. Didn’t we see each other last month too?”

“Hello, Rick.”

It’s truly incomprehensible.

Johann nods as if agreeing, then tilts his head seeing his friends’ outfits.

“Why do you look human?”

Except for two friends interested in fashion, the rest almost always wear jeans with shirts or sportswear.

But now someone is dressed casually, someone else modernly, and there’s even someone in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts.

“This bastard?”

“It’s our first overseas trip so I spent some money, why!”

A friendship trip, not volunteer work like last year. Their first friendship trip.

From elementary school 4th grade until now, so many things had happened, but this was the first time they were going on an overseas trip with just friends.

Moreover, their friend is Johann.

Since photos might be taken, they had no choice but to buy everything new from clothes to sneakers.

“Mason even packed a suit.”

“W-wait?!”

“Because it’s you, you might get invited to a noble party there!”

“Ahhh!”

“Puhahahaha!”

Johann bursts out laughing too.

“Well, there’s the obstacle of your schedule, but you said we can still play for a few days…!”

Since it’s a monumental trip, everyone put effort into it.

‘Oh.’

Johann is surprised.

It seems he wasn’t the only one who thought that way.

‘No wonder they immediately said yes as soon as I brought up the trip.’

Johann smiles and takes out a long stick from his bag – a selfie stick that’s currently popular – and connects his phone to it.

“Should we take a photo?”

“Take a commemorative photo with a phone?”

“Set up a tripod at the airport? We’ll be in a bad mood before we even start traveling, won’t we?”

Thieves with glinting eyes snatch it from all directions, and bodies move to catch them. How annoying.

“Johann, you could just take the photos yourself.”

“Then I won’t be in them?”

“Is that important?”

“…Haha.”

Grab!

“Oh. Johann and Flash are grabbing each other by the collar.”

“How many times is this? Who’s going to win this time?”

“I bet 10 dollars Emily will break it up.”

“I’m betting on Emily too.”

“What? Then we can’t make a bet.”

Though the friends grabbed each other by the collar, their friends just giggled since this happened all the time.

And so they left LA and headed to Austria, one of the overseas filming locations for Casanova: The Beginning of Sensuality.

* * *

Inside the airplane crossing the North American Continent.

A strange sight unfolds in the first-class space. Eight women, including Emily, have gathered around Emily’s seat with their heads together.

“Hotel reservation complete.”

“Nearby restaurants confirmed.”

“Also checked places that sell Sachertorte and Apfelstrudel.”

Sachertorte, a rich chocolate cake coated with apricot jam and then glazed with chocolate coating.

Apfelstrudel, a pie made by baking layers of pastry filled with apples, raisins, cinnamon, and sugar.

Both are Austria’s representative desserts.

“We absolutely must go to Cafe Central, which serves apple strudel and Wiener Melange.”

“Major tourist spots checked and complete. Made reservations where possible, and booked rental cars too….”

For anything related to art or music, they could just ask Johann.

“Hmm. Did we do everything?”

“No way.”

“Right. No.”

Emily and Lucy wag their fingers left and right.

“We need to decide on a travel theme.”

“A theme?”

“Whether we’ll do it like backpacking with just a little money saved up, or go for a luxury trip.”

“We also need to decide whether we’ll focus mainly on shopping, touring tourist spots, or eating delicious food.”

They’d already booked hotels, rental cars, and restaurants to ensure comfort, but since this was their first friendship trip, shouldn’t they at least pretend to create slightly more fun memories?

“Shouldn’t we decide that together with the boys too?”

“…With those guys?”

The women’s gazes turn toward the boys gathered around Mason’s seat.

“Ooh. It’s a sexy movie.”

“One more glass of wine here, please.”

“What whiskey do you have?”

‘….’

Clearly when alone with them individually, their boyfriends were so reliable, cool, and sometimes even smart, but why did they turn into primitive gorillas whenever they gathered together?

“…Let’s just decide among ourselves.”

“That would be better, right?”

They’d follow along without any complaints as long as food was put in their mouths at the right time anyway.

“Hmm. Then should we try a backpacking concept for the first day?”

With everyone pooling just 100 dollars each.

“And if it seems good, we’ll do it the next day too, right? If we switch to luxury, then we can go department store shopping?”

“If that’s the plan, I’m in favor.”

“How about we add a twist? Split half and half between rental cars and public transportation as a bet. It’d be a waste of the rental money.”

“…Oh, that sounds fun.”

The men would probably like this too.

All the women nod with sparkling eyes.

“Then let’s do that, bang bang bang. Everyone go control your boyfriends.”

It was getting too embarrassing to continue.

They flew for about 12 hours and arrived in Vienna, Austria.

“Why?”

Johann and the men make expressions of incomprehension.

‘Don’t people usually decide that stuff before starting the trip?’

The girlfriends puff out their chests.

“To make our memories more fun! Why, don’t you like it?”

“No… I guess?”

The men who hadn’t contributed a single word when their girlfriends planned everything about the trip had nothing to say.

Besides, it seemed like it would be fun.

‘If we just win the bet, we keep riding in rental cars, right?’

‘As long as it’s not me!’

“Great! Then we’ll play rock-paper-scissors, and half will take public transportation while half take rental cars? If you don’t play, you take public transportation! Rock, paper, scissors!”

‘I can’t lose!’

‘I’m definitely going to win!’

And so the friendship trip began.

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