Poetry of Anxiety (4)

‘Han… Han Yu-il?’

As much as Kim Yul loves content, he watched a variety of broadcasts.

And the drama he enjoyed most recently was none other than < The Shadow of Faith>.

The drama I watched just before was < Sun and Moon>.

In a word, the main characters of all the dramas that Kim Yul had recently watched were right in front of him.

“···bout.”

Kim Yul came to his senses and kept his mouth shut.

“I’m from JJ Entertainment.”

okay. Han Yu-il clearly belonged to that company. He remembered it after looking it up on the Internet for a while.

While watching the drama he appeared in, he thought, ‘What did that actor eat to be able to act so well?’ and did a lot of research.

“Nice to meet you, author.”

A low-pitched voice that seemed to be chanting came from the other party.

Only then did Kim Yul come to his senses again.

‘It’s not a dream.’

The young writer held out his hand in a dazed manner.

“My name is Kim Yul.”

The other person held his hand in a very gentle manner.

Even though I couldn’t see his face because of the mask, I could tell he was smiling.

“I know.”

“Ah, well… you know. Thank you so much… No, not this.”

Kim Yul closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

‘Come to your senses, Kim Yul!’

After breathing in and out repeatedly to regain his consciousness, he opened his eyes again.

Han Yu-il was looking at him with the same warm eyes as before.

“I really enjoyed pitching.”

“What about my pitching?”

Kim Yul didn’t want to act like a fool, but laughter kept leaking out.

“yes. “I found the subject matter interesting and the story interesting.”

“Thank you, actor… no, um… teacher.”

“You can speak comfortably.”

As the writer added a little while observing the surroundings, Han Yu-il spoke in a humorous voice.

“If it’s okay, can I get the scenario?”

“S-sure!”

Kim Yul shouted loudly without even realizing it.

“I’ll send it to you right away!”

Then he took out his laptop at breakneck speed and opened the mail window.

– Kim Yul_Anti-Study Planner [17:34]

Yuil nodded as he turned on his phone and checked his email.

“You’re welcome.”

Kim Yul stared at Yuil putting his cell phone back into his pocket.

“thank you. I will read it carefully and contact you again.”

“···! thank you!”

Han Yu-il said he had to go because of his schedule and left after repeatedly saying hello.

Kim Yul looked at Han Yu-il with a blank face until his back disappeared.

‘!#@$$#@%%’

He started jumping up and down, shouting the names of all the gods he knew.

‘Fuck you, fucking company!’

People around Kim Yul began to run quietly in place while raising his middle finger without a sound, and people around him looked at him with puzzled eyes and started to sneak away, but he didn’t care.

I was just so happy.

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“···.”

Jaehyun Jang was tapping the table with his fingertips and flipping through a printed scenario with his other hand.

“···hmm.”

His dark eyes narrowed.

At the same time, Yuil, who was sitting in front of him, opened his mouth.

“I’m sorry for speaking so suddenly.”

Jang Jae-hyeon, who had been reading the scenario for a while, slowly raised his head.

“···.”

When I raised my head, I saw Han Yu-il’s eyes. The eyes were clear whenever I looked at them.

“So, you went pitching… and ended up bringing this item?

“That’s right.”

Jaehyun Jang turned his attention to the scenario again.

It’s an interesting scenario.

It was a drama with unique characters and a clear difference from other dramas currently in production.

But the most interesting thing was that it was none other than Han Yu-il who brought up this scenario.

‘That goes down to pitching as well.’

I was just curious as to how I heard about the pitching while I was there for a photo shoot.

“···I read it to the end.”

Jaehyun looked at Yuil with a faint smile.

“That’s fun.”

Jang Jae-hyun tilted his head as he saw Han Yu-il’s expression brighten.

“I have one question.”

“Yes, CEO.”

“Is it okay to think that the reason I brought this is because Mr. Yoo Il wanted to participate in the production himself?”

Yuil, who had been pondering his words for a moment, opened his mouth.

“···Well, not necessarily.”

The reason he first became interested in Kim Yul’s work was because he was curious about Kim Yul, who did not bend his voice even in the face of injustice.

And the moment he saw Kim Yul’s pitching on stage, he

【It appears to be a work that is different from the dramas and series being produced recently. This is a work that appears to be competitive in terms of material and story.】

It was also true that Bwin’s words were helpful.

Participating in the biz meeting did not mean that I wanted to participate in production right away.

Han Yu-il slowly opened his mouth.

“First of all, I really wanted to read the scenario written by writer Kim Yul.”

“So what did you think after reading it?”

“···it was fun.”

Yuil grinned and continued speaking.

“To the point where I want to appear.”

“···.”

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After Han Yu-il left.

Jang Jae-yi came into Jang Jae-hyeon’s office.

“what.”

Director Jae-yi Jang glared at Jae-hyeon Jang with his arms crossed.

“What are you thinking about? That’s the look on your face.”

“Speak beautifully.”

Next to Jang Jae-yi, who was pretending to vomit, Jang Jae-hyun stared at Kim Yul’s name written on the front page of the scenario.

“I read it too. “I thought the scenario was interesting?”

After hearing Jang Jae-yi’s words, Jang Jae-hyeon slowly nodded.

“···okay. “It’s about time.”

When JJ Entertainment began work, it mainly entered into co-production. No matter how many investors we can attract, realistically, it would have been better to work with a professional drama production company.

“If it’s BN Media… it won’t work for Caderim. Are the remaining production companies YTBC or UBN labels?”

“···what? Are you already thinking about producing it right away?”

Jaehyun Jang leisurely leaned back against the backrest.

“I told you. ‘It’s time to do it.’”

I couldn’t just sit still while my actor was working so hard.

*

Around the time when Jang Jae-hyun was sending the ball that Yoo Il shot higher.

The filming of < Poetry of Anxiety> was approaching the midpoint.

Aside from the good atmosphere for filming, Hwang Yi-won was watching Yu Il carefully.

After seeing Han Yu-il’s bloodless face, he secretly examined him.

Of course, just because you looked at it secretly didn’t mean it wasn’t noticeable.

“···Seniors.”

“···!”

Yoo Il smiled at Hwang Yi-won, who didn’t know what to do and avoided his gaze.

“I’m fine.”

At Han Yu-il’s words, Hwang Yi-won cleared his throat and looked away.

“···greatness. “It’s just that there’s a fly here.”

Looking at Hwang Yi-won who was giving a meaningless reply, Han Yu-il scratched his head.

‘···It’s a big deal.’

Hwang Yi-won treated Yu Il as if he would faint at any moment from lack of sleep. He didn’t seem to have a prejudice that could be easily overcome.

While Yoo Il was drinking bottled water, the staff’s voices rang out from all over the filming set.

“Everyone will be on standby~”

“Please go to your respective positions!”

Hwang Yi-won, standing in front of the camera, looked at Yu Il.

“Are you feeling okay?”

“sure.”

Han Yu-il looked at him with a grin.

And then, Min Gyu-young’s sonorous ‘action’ sound was heard.

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Jeong Yun-hoo was sleeping.

A close-up of Jeong Yun-hoo’s face, lying on the bed with his eyebrows furrowed, is shown.

A chilling blue light hits my face. With that, a strange atmosphere begins to be created.

“···eww.”

Jeong Yun-hu was currently having a nightmare from which he could not easily wake up.

And the subject of the nightmare was none other than Cheon Yu-min.

-···Director Jeong, can I ask you one question?

A dark room without any light. Cheon Yu-min speaks to him with a strangely shining white face.

– What would it be like if I disappeared?

Cheon Yu-min slowly opens his mouth.

And his long hand gradually approaches Jeong Yun-hu.

– You… think I’m crazy?

“omg!”

Jeong Yun-hoo opened his eyes in shock.

“after···”

He sat on the bed for a while wiping away his cold sweat.

Then the scene changes.

Jeong Yun-hoo begins to walk through the huge mansion. The sound of her black shoe heels hitting the floor seems particularly resounding.

Jeong Yun-hu, who was walking around the mansion, frowns. I thought this morning was overly ominous.

“···Author?”

And that premonition becomes reality.

“Writer!”

Jeong Yun-hoo goes around all the mansions shouting harshly. He runs around the mansion so much that his security uniform gets wet with sweat.

And he even goes to the cafes and walking trails he often goes to.

Nevertheless, Jeong Yun-hu cannot find anything.

Yumin Cheon.

Jeong Yun-hoo’s employer and a genius writer whose true feelings are unknown.

He disappeared overnight.

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– [Special Report] Genius writer Cheon Yu-min disappears

– Writer Cheon Yu-min has been missing for three days… no progress in the investigation.

The disappearance of a famous writer attracted the attention of so many people that it was reported in the media every day.

“Has the author really disappeared? ···No, does this make sense? “A person who was doing well suddenly disappeared?”

The first person to visit the mansion was an employee of a publishing company who had decided to have a meeting with Cheon Yu-min.

After that, Cheon Yu-min’s adoptive parents came.

“Are you sure that our child is really gone?”

“You’re a bodyguard! “He was hired to protect me, so how could he-!”

Faced with the publishing company staff and Cheon Yu-min’s parents, Jeong Yun-hoo cannot bear to raise his head. In response to their anger and resentment, she mutters helplessly, unable to make any excuses.

“···sorry.”

I had nothing to say except that I was sorry.

He was an elite bodyguard. A bodyguard hired to protect just one person.

Jeong Yun-hu opens his mouth with difficulty.

“···It’s my fault.”

Cheon Yu-min’s adoptive parents make every effort to punish Jeong Yu-min, but the police conclude that he has nothing to do with Cheon Yu-min’s disappearance.

A week later, Cheon Yu-min disappeared.

While packing up the remaining belongings at the mansion, Jeong Yun-hoo discovers a strange object.

A necklace made from a broken old ring.

Looking at the finish and quality, it was clear that it was a cheap ring. What’s unusual is that the necklace string on which the ring was hung was gold.

Thinking that he might need it, Jeong Yun-hoo packs the item away.

And just a few days after Jeong Yun-hu gets the necklace made of rings, news that will surprise people is announced.

“That… makes no sense.”

After receiving the unexpected call, Jeong Yun-hoo ran out of the office with a stern expression.

Author Cheon Yu-min, who disappeared, posted an article on the Internet.

Also, the next work that has not been released anywhere.