Smashed (2)

 

When was it? When she caught Hong Hye-yeon fooling around alone? When did you first confess to CEO Choi Seong-geon that you liked the concept? At first, it was clearly just a show of strength and concept to avoid the situation and neutralize the shame. However, illusions and misunderstandings overlapped and grew in size, and as time went by, Kang Woo-jin crossed a river from which he could not return.

I don’t remember the exact time, but Woojin was aware of it at some point.

About the concept of being an arrogant monster actor.

‘Ah, if this continues like this, no one will believe me even if I confess my true self.’ A somewhat vague future.

It gradually changed from anticipation to certainty.

‘I have a separate purpose?! Even if you scream, ‘It was all just a concept!’, no one will believe you. But he had never experimented. Is that really going to happen? I was curious, but there was no need to try it, and I didn’t have the time or space to do so.

However, despite this, Woojin’s concept as a small citizen continued to grow.

The fear of getting caught in the past has disappeared in the temperate zone, and now they enjoy the danger and are confident enough to walk a tightrope without any trouble.

Even it.

“ok? But why is everyone’s expression like that? You don’t believe me? “It’s been a mask all along, and this is what you really are?”

I even tried it out at the audition for the lead role at Hollywood’s huge ‘Columbia Studios’. A hall lined with Hollywood superstars and big names. On a stage full of cameras. Kang Woo-jin is the focus of many eyes.

‘Wow, Shiba, my heart is breaking through.’

He confidently revealed his concept at this incredible venue. It wasn’t that I wasn’t nervous. He honestly said his heart was racing from the moment he participated in this audition/screen test. Not only were there a lot of foreigners with unusual auras, but the acting of top Hollywood actors recognized around the world was also amazing. After all, I thought the world was wide.

If it were him in the past, he would have been insanely desperate.

I would have devoted my mind solely to maintaining the concept and acting. Therefore, the field of view was narrow and the brain’s computer processing was not smooth.

But it was different now.

The entire hall is visible at a glance. The serious face of director Anga Bok, the absent-minded Columbia Studio executives and actors, and the foreign staff who were embarrassed by the camera.

Even Choi Seong-gun’s expression narrowed his eyebrows.

The current Woojin used those Hollywood monsters as victims for experiments and dismissed them as audience members for his first confession to the world.

‘It’s so funny.’

To them, this is a pious and profound place. On the contrary, for Woojin, it was just a playground filled with thrills. The temperature difference was severe.

Even if you do this

‘Look at the facial expressions of Hollywood’s top actors, kekeke, do you think this is something??’

I was very confident that I could crush the superstars over there. When did you decide? It was probably when I was in the middle of reading the script for ‘Cierrot’. Woojin felt it. That the main character of this work, ‘Henry Gordon’, is similar to himself. He also had the appearance of a small citizen, and a ‘Joker’ was hidden inside him.

However, it was the opposite with Woojin.

‘The real ‘Henry Gordon’ was the ‘Joker’, and he lived by playing the role of a small citizen.’

Kang Woo-jin played the real and conceptual role of So-min. Although there were some differences, there were parts that were in common although they were opposites. In the end, both wear masks and their lives are turned upside down. become a monster Here, Woojin naturally thought of storytelling.

There’s no need to borrow ‘Henry Gordon’ from ‘Clierot’, right?

Since we are in a similar situation, I should use the background as mine. It would be good to show Kang Woo-jin’s life itself and his current situation with a rich concept. Of course, being ‘Henry Gordon’. At that moment, Kang Woo-jin chose freedom instead of free acting, which was the request of the ‘clown’ audition. Then, his head became clearer.

Because there was no need to prepare anything.

“Why are you all making such stupid faces? Are you surprised? Well, it’s worth it. But how can it be true? Ha – I feel like the accumulated poop is going down. Anyway, I had to wear a mask by chance, and that opportunity was so great that it changed my life. “The person I am now is proof, proof.”

Like this, all you had to do was just let things be as they were. It’s a luxury to knit something that hurts your head. It may be a risky move, but the current Kang Woo-jin was in ‘no-pakku’ mode. Get caught? Caught? Noh Sang-kwan. That time is then and I will enjoy this present moment of confession. You just need to quietly listen to my story and my true content.

Kang Woo-jin, who was sitting on the one-person sofa and dressed as ‘Henry Gordon’, became increasingly unhinged.

“Well, there were a lot of funny things because of the mask, and how surprised my close friends were.”

Woojin, who had all the attention in the hall, changed the direction of his crossed legs and gestured towards the judges’ seats on the stage.

“The old man there is praised in Korea as a living legend in the film industry, but even such an old man judges me arbitrarily. “Right, Grandfather?”

A faint smile spread across Kang Woo-jin’s lips. Many foreigners, including executive producers, turned their attention to director Anga Bok. I spoke my truth, but Director Anga Bok’s narrowed eyebrows did not ease. In the meantime, Woojin spoke again.

“Actually, I was just an idiot who didn’t know anything. “There has been some progress now.”

In fact, Kang Woo-jin was now openly confessing himself. I am speaking the truth as 100% myself.

But the reaction of people watching this was strange. It all started with director Anga Bok, who was openly assassinated.

‘······Right. ‘Henry Gordon’ is applied to the current situation. The situation is Kang Woo-jin, and the ego is ‘Henry Gordon.’

Youngmul director Ga-bok Ang started with a shrewd illusion. Even though he is confessing openly, it is a fascinating scene where illusions bloom.

‘Like Henry Gordon doing this audition.’

At this point, not only director Angabok but also Seonggeon Choi in the audience should have jumped up in shock. It wasn’t surprising that even the monster foreigners in Hollywood got angry and asked if something like that had come to the audition. But the more Kang Woo-jin opens his mouth and spits out the truth.

“But it’s fun. “Do you feel like you’ve come to enjoy this situation over and over again?”

Misunderstandings like this grew in size.

Choi Seong-geon, the pigtail-haired man who witnessed the truth before his eyes, was no different.

‘That’s why I said it doesn’t matter at all if the audition method changes. If you act out the current situation as ‘Henry Gordon’, there will be no problem with any embarrassing audition process. Creepy bastard. And I love you, Woojin.’

Confessions didn’t work for them. And gradually, an infectious disease called ‘illusion’ sprouted in the minds of all the foreigners in this hall. Starting with the rather impressive female producer who sat next to director Angabok.

“Could it be that he… is showing Kang Woo-jin, who participated in this audition, as ‘Henry Gordon’?”

“that’s right.”

“Sublimating reality into acting, truly free acting.”

Several executives of ‘Columbia Studios’.

‘Is this directing in the way that ‘Henry Gordon’ is experiencing the current scene itself?’

‘Henry Gordon sat down on the sofa and drew everyone’s attention with his unexpected behavior, then acted as if he were talking freely. ‘It’s unexpected.’

Dozens of key staff members and Hollywood actors.

‘From the moment he went on stage, was he… a ‘Joker’? Anyway, it’s an unusual performance.’

‘The acting method is – is it a method? It’s so good that he won the Best Actor award at Cannes.’

In particular, Chris Hartnett’s smile was deep when he saw Kang Woo-jin sitting on the sofa on stage.

‘It’s like I’m watching a one-person talk show. The main character is ‘Henry Gordon’, and the audience is everyone here. Haha, such an amazing idea. It doesn’t even look like acting, does it? The real ‘Joker’ is having a blast. ‘You can see how much time he must have put into learning such realistic acting.’

No one in the hall understood Kang Woo-jin’s sincerity. It’s really crazy and jumping around. Although Woojin has never shown acting since he went on stage, everyone judged him to be acting realistically. Well, Kang Woo-jin was nothing special.

‘Hmm – look at this, it’s an expression that no one believes, right? ‘I knew it would be like this.’

Because I roughly expected it. It didn’t matter. Because this situation wasn’t that bad for Kang Woo-jin. No, on the contrary, his presence can be amplified several times. Isn’t the reason simple? He has never ‘acted’ until now, and the proper ‘Henry Gordon’ started from now on.

soon.

-Sigh.

All the cameras were focused on Kang Woo-jin, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, and suddenly stood up. He naturally refines his red jacket.

“Speaking of which, should I show what I was like before I wore a mask, when I was a foolish small citizen? “It’s fun, it’s an event.”

For a brief moment, Kang Woo-jin brought out the ‘Henry Gordon’ from the ‘clown’ that he possessed within him. To be exact, the beginning of ‘Henry Gordon’. However, bringing only ‘Henry Gordon’ is boring. ‘Corporal Jin Seon-cheol’ from ‘Island of the Missing’ was additionally brought in through a combination of roles. Both the soft ones and the rough ones. The three roles are mixed.

The lines do not have to be limited to the ‘clown’ world.

Because ‘freedom of role’ has been lifted for Kang Woo-jin. You can say or do whatever you want. The role is a composite of ‘Henry Gordon’.

“······Ah, that is.”

Suddenly, the confidence was erased from Woojin’s face. A 180 degree different expression. The posture is also a bit grotesque. Her shoulders and back are bent and her hands are shaking slightly. A look in your eyes that has hit the bottom of your self-esteem, a gaze full of anxiety, and an air filled with depression. In an instant, the person on stage changed. For Kang Woo-jin, after his confession, this was the beginning.

but.

“hmm?”

“her-”

“Um, right like that?”

To everyone in the hall, including coach Ang Bok, it seemed like a slowdown. Kang Woo-jin hosts Lifting and Leaving Themselves. Either way, Woojin, who was looking down at the stage floor, raised his eyes with difficulty. He glanced toward the audience and then glanced down again. Tension was rampant. I’m scared, I’m shaking, I’m in pain, please don’t look at me. It was a certain attitude.

“I feel like I’m going to throw up. How long do I have to do this?”

Their gaze was burdensome. I was desperate. Woojin wanted to run away. It was my first time appearing on stage like the main character. Why? Why do I have to fight with monsters like that to get a role? It’s okay to just live calmly, right? Should I give up? Okay, let’s lower our eyes and go down quietly.

Woojin made his decision and took a step back while maintaining his bent back. The rustling sound coming from the floor was sensitive.

Why is the sound so loud?

At this time.

-Sure.

Woojin shrugged his shoulders and the camera next to him caught sight of him. Clearly, I made eye contact with the man behind the camera. There was wonder in the man’s blue eyes. However, in the eyes of Woojin, who was ‘Henry Gordon’ before awakening, that gaze looked different.

Disdain, contempt, disregard, discrimination, persecution.

Don’t look. Don’t look at me like that. I didn’t do anything, right? Why are you attacking me? People’s gaze is not about physical violence. But when it piles up, it’s like mental assault. At that moment, Woojin felt angry.

“Well, don’t look at me like that.”

It suddenly amplified.

“Damn it, don’t look.”

It was thanks to the rough guy of ‘Corporal Jin Seon-cheol’ who was synthesized. The anger I had been suppressing overflowed into tears. My heart feels like it will explode. Blood spurted out. Woojin bent his back and clenched his fists. Murderous intent appears in those eyes that had low self-esteem. It’s not a large amount, but it fills up well.

Should I hit it with my fist? Hit it with your head? Or the metal chair behind this son of a bitch?

The solidified anger felt like it was going to explode. The bent back, shoulders, and low self-esteem were the same, but the true nature of the monster swirling inside was slowly raising its head.

At this time, the brakes were applied.

Be patient, be patient. It was the social reason of ‘Henry Gordon’. He opened his clenched fist. And then he avoided the gaze of the man he encountered. Turn around. moved his feet Still, my anger did not cool down. Just because I avoided it doesn’t mean the frenzy has subsided.

-Park!

Woojin hit his head.

-Pappap!

About three times in total. The intensity is strong. Meanwhile, Kang Woo-jin sat down on the single-person sofa again. He then hit his head again. As if he had calmed down to some extent, he let out a long sigh.

“after-”

Static for about 5 seconds. Kang Woo-jin, with a bent waist, was staring at the stage floor. At this point, everyone except Woojin thought.

‘······Is this the end?’

That the acting he had prepared was over. Meanwhile, the first thing I opened my mouth was.

“Mr. Kang Woo-jin.”

One of the people sitting at the judges’ table was a bald-headed executive of ‘Columbia Studios.’ He was about to start asking a question. however.

“Kkkkk, hahaha!”

Woojin, who was suddenly sitting on the sofa, laughed. Standing up slowly. Woojin changed his posture. He straightened his curved back and shoulders and made his chest firm. One of her hands was stuffed in her pocket. Thanks to this, the bald-headed executive who was trying to speak was left speechless, and Kang Woo-jin, with a sly smile on his face, walked briskly toward where he was sitting.

His gait was completely different from his miserable appearance just before.

-Sure.

Woojin arrived right in front of the judges’ seats and looked down at the bald head executive. The right hand moves. He takes something out of his jacket pocket. It was a cigarette pack. Woojin put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. A strange smile that deepens. Kang Woo-jin took a long drag from his cigarette and blew out the smoke towards the bald-headed man.

“Whoa-”

A bald executive with narrow eyebrows. He looked up at Kang Woo-jin in front of him.

‘What is this crazy bastard doing now?! But there’s something about those eyes…’

The smell of Kang Woo-jin now is strangely different from the early days when he went on stage and boasted. How many times more madness and violence?

what? Isn’t that what it looked like at first? Besides, how on earth should I explain my current actions?

performance? Or real?

It was about the time when the bald executive’s head was filled with questions. Kang Woo-jin’s right hand, with a cigarette in his mouth, moved.

-Tup!

His hand rested on the head of the bald executive in front of him. Woojin, who was shaking the executive’s head slightly as if grabbing the head of an octopus, brought his face right in front of the executive. The corners of his mouth were bent as if they were about to be torn apart.

“Call me ‘Joker’ and you fucking bald guy.”