This… works

‘···I didn’t expect this kind of development.’

Amy said, showing her sparkling teeth.

“I said that anyone who acts would definitely want to try it, right?”

When Yu Il saw Philip’s eyes shining triumphantly, he realized.

The reason he called his name was also to suggest this.

【What would you like to do?】

‘What are you going to do?’

Of course it was good.

There were some snags, though.

“My English may not be perfect for acting.”

“No! “That’s enough!”

Philip shouted. Bwyn added quietly.

【Don’t worry. Bwin can always help you with natural translations, Yuil.】

…But that didn’t mean the worries completely disappeared.

“great.”

Amy and Philip cheered and gave high fives, and David smiled and patted Yuil’s shoulder.

That’s how Han Yu-il joined an unexpected project.

Although the agency was notified, CEO Jang’s reply was concise.

– That sounds fun.

Ku Chan-ik and Hwang Yi-won, who heard the story, were also interested.

The next day, Yoo Il left the hotel with the calm support of the old director and senior actor.

On the way to the cafe where we met, Bwin continued his explanation.

【···This project seems similar to Jacques Rivette’s work method.】

‘Jacques Rivette?’

【French film director and critic, who was at the center of the Nouvelle Vague.】

Nouvelle Vague.

As the name ‘new wave’ suggests, it is a young wave that appeared in France in the 1950s.

According to Bwin’s explanation, Jacques Rivette also wrote the screenplay with the actors. There were times when the production process was improvised, and there were many times when the film was filmed without the script being completed.

Amy said with a happy face after hearing the name of Nouvelle Vague director come out of Yuil Il’s mouth.

“That’s correct, Yul. “I wanted to film something like that at least once, even if it was a small film.”

And she added, ‘It’s not a feature-length film, so there’s no need to write the screenplay on paper.’

The filming location was the cafe terrace where they met.

A scene without a scenario or storyboard.

It was literally a blank slate, with the only thing decided was the location and the general situation.

Next to Amy Baumbeck, who was holding a heavy camera, Philip put on a headset and picked up a recording device.

“···Ok, then shall we begin?”

Han Yu-il closed his eyes.

Last night, he remembered a person he had been thinking about for a long time.

And slowly opened my eyes.

.

.

.

Meanwhile, David was curious.

A young actor from Korea.

I have never studied acting professionally, nor do I have a long career.

‘But… how were you able to act like that?’

In particular, the expression he showed when he was dying in < The Strange Garden> is still vivid.

“action!”

With that sound, David erased all his thoughts and slowly approached Yuil, who was sitting on the terrace.

Han Yu-il was looking at the distant mountain with his legs crossed. Her right index finger was tapping on the table, and her left hand was sitting comfortably on the back of the chair.

“Can I sit here? “There isn’t much time left for the train.”

Yuil looked up at David’s face and slowly nodded.

“Sure.”

“Are you a student?”

“no.”

“Then travel?”

Yuil narrows his eyebrows, raises the corners of his mouth, and thinks briefly.

“Maybe.”

“‘maybe’···.”

David ponders Yuil Han’s words and glances at Yuil Han. He is still tapping his fingers on the table. He has a relaxedness that excludes ‘excitement’, which is not seen as a traveler in an unfamiliar place.

David looks around for a moment.

“Have you placed your order?”

“yes. “I ordered the most famous tea from this store.”

Yuil Han carefully holds the teacup on the table and hands it to David.

David, who was about to take the tea without thinking while looking at his face, stops.

This was because the only hand that had ordered tea had nothing.

“···!”

Only then does David realize that nothing was on the table to begin with.

With only gestures, Han Yu-il succeeded in deceiving him.

‘···this.’

David quickly hides the embarrassment that arises.

Han Yu-il extends his hand towards David once again with a face that does not notice anything strange.

“It’s okay, so give it a taste.”

A smile appeared on Amy’s face as she watched them through the camera.

A man who drinks invisible tea.

He is a character who has a gentle and calm appearance, but whose behavior is unknown.

It’s so sly that it’s hard to tell if he’s intentionally trying to tease David, or if he really thinks he’s drinking ‘tea’.

David takes the transparent tea that Yoo Il gives him and takes a sip.

Then, joy appeared in Yoo Il’s maroon eyes.

“What do you think? It tastes good, right?”

“It’s not bad.”

After that, the two continue to have a light but superficial conversation.

Raw, unrefined emotions bounce around, and vivid lines and facial expressions that seem as if they were just caught are captured on camera.

Then, suddenly, Yuil opens his eyes.

Deep eyes, whose thoughts are unknown, stare at David.

“Can I ask you a favor?”

“If it’s something I can do.”

David still answers. Then Han Yu-il slowly opens his mouth.

“···If it’s okay, could you kill me?”

‘···!’

‘Can you please pass me a napkin over there?’ or ‘Can you please pick up the paper?’ It was a very routine and polite request.

When David sees his smooth and warm smile, he feels a chill.

I want to run away.

We need to get out of this place right away.

But along with that thought, contradictory desires stir.

“Why are you asking that?”

He ended up asking a question without realizing it.

Like a fly that steps into a sweet-smelling fish trap.

I couldn’t stop being curious about the man sitting in front of me.

Amy strengthened the hand holding the camera.

And then, there was a slow close-up of Han Yu-il’s face.

*

People passing by glanced at Yuil and David sitting on the cafe terrace.

Sometimes, there were people who just stood there and watched them.

Meanwhile, Min Woo-jin was also there.

‘I was worried…’

He suddenly realized.

At least when it comes to acting, you don’t have to worry about Han Yu-il.

Min Woo-jin stood still until the filming was over.

It was then.

“Wow… this is amazing, really.”

Min Woo-jin, who was looking at Han Yu-il with a blank face, turned his head in surprise at hearing Korean spoken too close.

“It was included correctly from the beginning, right, Director Min?”

“Yeah, good. “The angle is a bit disappointing, though.”

“Producer will really like it, right?!”

Woojin’s mouth opened slightly when he saw them.

‘···Why are those people here?’

They were the < This is my first time with a traveling theater company> team.

The second PD who came to the last meeting. There, an assistant writer and a person who appeared to be a cinematographer were holding a camera and filming Yoo Il.

The smile disappeared from Min Woojin’s face. He approached them with his mouth set tightly.

“…Are you part of the traveling theater group?”

The three seemed surprised by Min Woo-jin’s sudden appearance.

“This is actor Han Yu-il’s manager. “I understand that it was just filmed and that it wasn’t something that was agreed upon in advance.”

“Ah, ah! hello···”

The second producer, who received the assistant writer’s anxious gaze, raised his glasses and smiled embarrassedly.

‘···Sir, I got caught.’

I could assure you that the second producer of < It's My First Time in a Traveling Theater Troupe> had the mentality to not panic in any situation.

The sociability that allows you to go drinking with someone you’ve never met, the nerdiness that allows you to get a snack from an angry old man, and the strength that allows you to laugh it off even if you throw away all the games you’ve prepared for over a month due to heavy rain.

All of those factors were the reasons why she worked with PD Yoo Ji-hyuk for several years on entertainment programs and rose to second place.

But now, with Han Yu-il’s manager like an angry bear in front of him, the second producer was in an unusually embarrassed state.

It was my own fault for taking the picture without thinking about the future.

‘But…!’

I had no choice but to take a picture of this!

Any PD would do that. If producer Yoo Ji-hyuk saw this clip, he would give himself a year’s worth of praise.

At first, when Yoo Ji-hyuk mentioned Han Yu-il’s name as a surprise cameo, she slightly tilted her head.

‘It’s a bit weak.’

I occasionally heard comments that my acting skills were good. However, because of her schedule, she could not see her plays or dramas, so working with Hanyu was an out of reach option for her.

But the moment she saw this… she realized.

There was no actor better suited to a traveling theater troupe.

Above all, if this scene appears in the trailer…

‘It’s perfect.’

It was already clear that the trailer was going to grab attention.

“I am truly, truly sorry for not being able to discuss this in advance. While wandering around here to pick up inserts, I happened to… Really by accident! “I saw Yoo Il by chance and he was so…”

The second PD continued speaking after filtering out the harsh language that was about to come out a few times.

“···Because it’s perfect. I tried to contact you right away after taking the picture. “It would be rude to interrupt Mr. Yuil while he is filming.”

Seeing Min Woojin’s slightly relaxed expression, the second producer lowered the corner of his mouth that was about to rise.

‘done.’

She continued speaking with as pitiful an expression as possible.

“We will really put a lot of effort into selecting them. “I guarantee you, if this variety show airs, the response will be really great!”

Although he said it with a slightly pretentious expression, the content was sincere.

Min Woojin looked at the producer with worried eyes and spoke in a calm voice.

“Then… I’ll ask Yuil first and then contact the company.”

“thank you!”

The second PD bowed his head several times to see Woojin off.

“···What should I do if it doesn’t work out, PD?”

“Don’t worry, tell the kids to think about pulling out the trailer well.”

Years of feeling were whispering to her.

‘This… works.’

The second PD picked up his cell phone with a bright face.

*

“···Cut!”

Yoo Il slowly opened his eyes at the director’s shout.

The black eyes of Amy Baumbeck, who was pointing the camera in front of her, stared at Yuil.

“···.”

She looked at Yuil in silence for a while.

Han Yu-il felt refreshed for the first time in a long time.

If the scenario creates a path, the job of directing is to pave the way and guide it, and the actor has to walk that path as accurately as possible and in a way that ‘fits the path.’

But today was different.

Everywhere his feet touched was a road. The camera captured every moment of him running, rolling, and falling over it.

I felt like a racehorse running around the playground without gear.

【3rd stage goal achievement rate: 30%】

At some point, as soon as he noticed the increased achievement rate, Woojin called him.

“Youil.”

“yes?”

After hearing Min Woo-jin’s words, Yu Il first asked the three who filmed the movie with him.

“does not matter. “I was going to upload this video to OTube when it was completed anyway.”

A friendly thank you was returned along with a cool reply.

“Yul, thank you for being with us. “I’m serious.”

“I am truly grateful.”

David, who had been sitting still since the filming ended, slowly stood up. He had a somewhat mesmerized look on his face.

“What kind of character were you thinking about when you played it?”

Yuil slowly opened his mouth.

David’s eyebrows rose after hearing the answer.

“…I see.”

He had a relieved look on his face, as if he had solved a complex problem.

“It was a good experience.”

“···That’s what I want to say.”

David, who heard Yuil’s words, spoke with a lonely yet friendly smile.

It was a smile that resembled Berlin.

*

Same time.

Hyejin Lee was holding her cell phone, unable to control her rising cheekbones.

Naturally, Han Yoo-il was in the cell phone. She was watching the full version of the online fan meeting video, not knowing how many times she had already seen it.

‘···I never get tired of watching it.’

Yesterday, a new post was posted on Han Yu-il’s Shasta.

[@1_and_only

(Photo) (Photo) (Photo) Mui, be careful not to catch a cold and stay healthy!]

It’s Mui.

Mui ‘nim’!

Hyejin Lee groaned and hit the blanket roughly.

The photos posted by Yuil were also very ‘Hanyuil’-like. There was a photo of the Berlin Dom, a cloudless blue sky, an open-air café terrace, and a mirror selfie that appeared to have been taken at a hotel. …Luckily, it was better than just a selfie.

Lee Hye-jin, who had been looking at the photo for a while and browsing the fan cafe, belatedly moved on to Blue Chat.

‘…?!’

My fingers scrolling through the Blue Chat feed stopped at some point.

“!$%#$%@!!”

Hyejin Lee jumped up from her seat with a scream.

‘Is this… a true story?’