Chapter 3: Misunderstanding (3)
Translator: Dreamscribe
The middle-aged man with the goatee, or rather, Song Man-woo, a veteran drama PD at SBC, had an excellent eye for actors. He was even quite demanding.
He had the credentials for it.
After all, he had been directing for nearly 20 years in the drama field. He produced at least 15 works, many of which were hits. When he first received a request to be a judge for the first round of âSuper Actorâ auditions, he had no high expectations.
At most, only one or two people would be worth seeing out of 1,000.
Even those would probably be no different than trash on the market. Just as he thought, the first contestant was a disaster. That contestant was Kang Woojin.
Song Man-wooâs first impression of Woojin was,
âHis face looks like a screw is missing.â
He looked stupid. As if to confirm this, the top actress Hong Hye-yeon sitting on his left said,
âPD, doesnât he seem a bit dim-witted?â
The casting director from a well-known production company, sitting on his right, shared a similar impression.
âI agree. It seems tough from the start.â
Kang Woojin seemed spiritless. Song Man-woo saw him as lifeless. His acting would probably be meaningless.
Moreover,
âExcuse me, sir. Can I have a moment?â
The whispering of the main PD of âSuper Actor,â a female PD with short hair, amplified Song Man-wooâs sigh.
âThat person is not an official participant. He just came with a friend, and the friend is currently in the restroom.â
âSo?â
âIf the first participant gets eliminated, the atmosphere wonât be good from the start. So, why donât we just let him act for a bit to kill some time?â
âKilling time?â
âYes. If we could even capture a gag cut, it would be nice. After all, we do need some material for the YouTube previews or teasers.â
In other words, the idiot wasnât even an official participant.
âSo you want to use him as bait for hooking?â
âAh- bait is a bit harsh. Just letâs give it a try.â
â¡¡¡¡¡¡Well, as the main PD, itâs your call. But you should definitely ask for his consent, right?â
âOf course, itâs not like weâre in the old days.â
Kang Woojin, an ordinary person, or a sacrifice for hooking. That was the conclusion drawn by the three judges, including Song Man-woo PD. And so, Kang Woojinâs acting began.
The atmosphere drastically changed within just 5 seconds.
âHuh! Cough!â
The loose-screwed Kang Woojin struck shock into Song Man-woo PDâs face. Actress Hong Hye Yeonâs expression was worth seeing too.
And then one minute passed.
Suddenly, everyone in the room was frozen. Not only the judges watching Woojin, who was desperately sobbing on the floor, but all ten or so âSuper Actorâ staff members as well.
The impact of Kang Woojinâs acting was just that strong.
In just one minute, he captivated the veteran eyes present.
âUgh! Huhu-â
It was realistic, vivid, and intense. Even without looking at the script, they could tell that Kang Woojin was in a forest and was being chased by a strange man.
Seeing this right in front of his eyes, Song Man-woo PD thought,
âThis is not just a matter of good luck or talent. This is something that has been honed for at least 5 years. Perhaps even 10.â
He overturned the evaluation of Kang Woojin. It was a skill that even top actors who make a living from acting could not easily master.
âEmotions become attitudes, feelings become postures.â
âWorries become expressions, and smells become delusions.â
All of these mix together to create the expression of a character, and this expression that came out with difficulty must be chewed thoroughly in the mouth for a single appropriate line to be spit out.
You must repeat this process endlessly to barely capture a single cut.
Many actors currently in the country stake their lives on this process. Even top stars and veteran actors who are hailed as the best.
And yet he,
âIs he implementing it after briefly looking at the script?â
Kang Woojin is doing it effortlessly. It was not at the level of just being good at acting. Woojin was just a character in the script right now. But the shock did not end there. It was because of Kang Woojinâs calm answer to the question.
âI am self-taught.â
Self-taught? He acquired such insane acting through self-study?
âJust how lonely a journey has he been on?â
In this way, Kang Woojin stunned everyone, including top actresses, veteran drama PDs, and other staff members present.
-Silence
He calmly left the room. There was no one to stop him. Everyone just had dumbfounded expressions.
After this.
âIâm, Iâm sorry!!â
The actual first contestant, Kang Woojinâs friend, entered. It was Kim Dae-young, who typically wore an arrogant expression, but now had a guilty look on his face, and as soon as he saw him, the first question from PD Song Man-woo was this.
âThe friend who came with you. Whatâs their job?â
ââŚExcuse me? Ah, he works in design. Why are you asking?â
âContinue?â
âYes, has been doing design onlyâŚâ
All the answers Kang Woojin gave were proven to be true. And being self-taught too. Song Man-woo had a feeling that Kang Woojin was an unknown, hidden master in the industry.
âUnderstood, Mr. Kim Dae-young. Letâs start with your acting.â
He turned his gaze to Kim Dae-young.
âYes!â
However, unfortunately, Kim Dae-youngâs actingâŚ
âCut. Thatâs enough. Thank you for your effort.â
The curtain fell in just 15 seconds.
10 minutes later, the bus stop in front of the SBC headquarters Arts Center.
There was quite a crowd gathered around, including family and friends who had come for todayâs preliminary match. Among them was Kang Woojin, who seemed to have fled from the Arts Center.
âAh⌠shit.â
Sitting on the bus stop chair, he was pressing his temples hard. He had a headache, but he was also processing the shocking event that had just happened.
âSomething black and square appeared next to the script, right? When I pressed it, I was sucked into a strange space.â
An endlessly dark void.
âI had the script I received floating in that damn place, and when I pressed on it⌠I was suddenly transported to a crazy forest. I definitely died there, didnât I?â
It was certain. Kang Woo-jin had died once in that dark and gloomy mountain. By a strange man with a black face. It wasnât a vague thing like imagination, dream, or memory.
He had clearly experienced his body being transported and experienced it firsthand.
In fact, it still felt vivid. It seemed as though he could show the emotions, the image of that moment in the woods at any time. It felt like it had taken root deep within him.
âThis feels like Iâve actually time traveled or something?â
What on earth was that cursed space? How could it make a perfectly fine person experience death?
âIs that even possible?â
Just then.
-Beep, beep.
Woojinâs phone in his pocket vibrated. It was a call from Kim Dae-young.
Five minutes had passed since then.
From a distance, Kim Dae-young came running energetically.
âHey, hey! Kang Woo-jin!â
As soon as he saw his friend who had arrived, Kang Woojin immediately grabbed him by the collar.
âYou crazy bastard! Did you go to take a shit or to save the country?â
â¡¡¡Ha ha ha! Sorry about that. Seriously, it just kept on coming. I really thought I was going to die.â
âShut up. I really died because of you.â
âWhat?â
Kim Dae-young looked puzzled, but soon, Woojin let go of the collar he had grabbed, exhaling a long sigh.
âAnyway, what about the preliminary round?â
âOh, right. I did it. Oh! By the way, did you go in for me?â
âWhy?â
âThe judges kept asking about you. Whatâs with you, what did you do in there?â
Recalling the embarrassment from earlier, Woo-jin quickly changed the subject.
âTsk, I didnât do much. So, did you pass?â
âNo? they cut my acting after 15-second. So Iâm out.â
âCongratulations, you crazy bastard.â
âI donât care. I didnât have any big expectations anyway. By the way, did you see Hong Hye-yeon? Did you see her? Wasnât she amazing?â
At the mention of the top actressâs name, a sincere expression appeared on Kang Woojinâs face.
âSheâs like an angel. No, she really is an angel.â
âHow can a person be that beautiful? I couldnât help but curse because of her beauty.â
âI agree. When will we ever get to see Hong Hye-yeon so up close again in our lives? I even got to talk to her.â
âI probably wonât see her again, but I think Iâll remember this time for a lifetime.â
âYes. Seeing Hong Hye-yeon today was good, everything else was like trash.â
Then.
-Swoosh.
Woojin saw a piece of paper tucked into Dae-youngâs side that caught his eye. It was the 3-page script he had seen before. He stared at that script and suddenly reached out his hand.
âHey, give me that script.â
âHuh? Oh, yeah.â
The script in Kim Dae-youngâs hand was just a script. There was nothing different about it. However, as soon as the script moved into Kang Woo-jinâs hands, the situation changed.
âAh- damn it.â
A black square that hadnât been there before appeared next to the script. It was in a form that swirled in shades of gray and black, looking like a shadow of the script.
âAm going crazy again? seriously.â
Whatever happened, the black square appeared just like before. Which means, if he touches it with his index finger, heâll be sucked into that crazy space. But it didnât seem like he was in the mood for that now.
-Flap.
Kang Woo-jin, with an impassive face, opened the script. Technically, it was his first time reading it. And as soon as he read the first line of the script, Woojin was certain.
âJust as I thought. This is the same⌠as what I experienced.â
The content of the script and what Kang Woo-jin had experienced in the forest were the same.
A terrified man in a brown windbreaker, his emotions, feelings, the appearance of an unclear stranger, in the woods, rustling fallen leaves, a dreary wind, being stabbed by something, the screams of the terrified man, begging for life, getting stabbed again, etc.
âI chose Terrified man, right? So in the end â the role and situation in the script become meâŚâ
Who would believe such crazy talk? But Woojin was sure. So, for now.
âI need to verify a few things.â
He had to experiment with it again just to be sure. Then decide whether to ignore it or not.
Soon.
âHey.â
Kang Woojin, who turned his head, asked Kim Daeyoung, who was looking at him strangely.
âYour house is in Pangyo, right?â
âYeah. Why are you suddenly asking about my house?â
âDo you have any scripts at home? Preferably recent ones. Type doesnât matter.â
â¡¡¡¡¡¡ I do have some. Theyâve come in one way or another. But why the sudden interest in scripts? You hardly even watch TV.â
âNevermind.â
Woo-jin pulled out his phone and opened a taxi app.
âLetâs go to your house right now.â
About two hours later. Kim Dae-youngâs house.
Kim Dae-young lived with his parents in an apartment near Pangyo Station. However, his parents werenât home at the moment, and Woo-jin immediately entered Kim Dae-youngâs room.
Immediately, Kang Woo-jin frowned.
âWow- Do you even shit in your sleep? Whatâs with this stench?â
Some kind of pungent smell wafted through the air. However, Kim Dae-young shrugged his shoulders as if it was no big deal.
âThis is how a manâs room is supposed to smell. Itâs abnormal that your house smells nice.â
âBullshit. Open the window for some fresh air.â
Kim Dae-young opened the windows immediately. Then, Kang Woo-jin reached out his hand to Kim Dae-young.
âThe script?â
âAh, just a moment. Let me find the recent one- the one Iâve read are somewhere here.â
Soon, Kim Dae-young began rummaging through the bookshelf. Woo-jin watched him with slight contempt, and it was 3 minutes later when Kim Dae-young showed him the script.
âI found it. Two drama scripts and one movie scenario. Is 3 enough?â
âYeah.â
Two neatly bound scripts, and a pile of paper that was a movie scenario. A total of three were handed over to Kang Woojin. And then.
âJust as I thought.â
Black rectangles appeared next to the two scripts and the scenario. The size was slightly different for each. Anyhow, here Woo-jin finished his first confirmation and sighed deeply.
âPhew-â
He checked the current time. It was 11:41 AM. Woo-jin tapped the air with his slightly trembling index finger, and Kim Daeyoung, who was sitting in front of him, chuckled.
âHave you finally lost it? What are you doing?â
Kang Woo-jin seriously replied to his friend.
âJust watch. Okay?â
âIâm watching.â
At this moment.
-Poof!
Woo-jinâs index finger poked one of the black rectangles, which was one of the book scripts. Then.
âEek!â
With a feeling that his whole body was going numb, the void pulled Woo-jin, and for a moment he let out an absurd chuckle.
âIâm back here again.â
Before he knew it, all he could see in his sight was an endlessly dark space. He entered again, into this space he didnât even know what it was. The feeling of being adrift was the same.
However.
âLetâs see-â
Perhaps because he had experienced it once before, Woojin was rather calm now. He had gained a bit of composure. Yet, his fear and terror remained. But Kang Woojin had to compose himself.
-Whoosh.
He turned his body to check the back. There it was â a white square floating at about his chest height. What was interesting was,
âHas it increased?â
There was a change from before. The point that there was not one white square but two.
In other words.
âIt seems that they keep adding up.â
It meant that the number increased as he acquired a new script or scenario. He hadnât checked it up close yet, but the second white square was most likely the book script that Kang Woojin had just touched.
However, Woojin didnât approach the floating white square.
âThen, first of all.â
There was another experiment to conduct first.
âLeave!â
He shouted loudly, but there was no change.
âOut! Logout! Outside!â
Kang Woojin continued to yell other similar words.
âGo back! Hey! Lady! Let me out! Turn off!â
About 5 minutes had passed in this way.
At that moment.
âAhh- shit! Exit!!â
With the word âexitâ, a gray color swept over Kang Woojin. It was a sudden situation.
âHuh!â
Due to this, he unknowingly let out a groan. Soon, Kim Daeyoungâs voice was heard in Woojinâs ear.
âHey! Whatâs up all of a sudden? Are you okay?â
In Woojinâs sight, as he slowly turned his head, stood Kim Daeyoung. He had returned to Daeyoungâs room. He was slightly dazed, but he had definitely escaped from that void.
The answer was only one.
âExit. Thatâs the command to get out.â
Woojin immediately checked the current time. It was 11:41 in the morning. The same time as when he entered that crazy space.
âI spent about 5 minutes in there. But the time remains the same.â
When you enter that boundless space, the time outside stops. Or at least it slows down considerably. Woojin, who came up with a reasonable answer, asked Kim Daeyoung.
âHow did I look just now?â
âWhat do you mean? You were just pointing your finger like an idiot.â
âNext,â
âYou paused for a moment and then suddenly gasped. Hey, are you really okay?â
From his friendâs reaction, Kang Woojin stroked his chin.
âThis is fun. So, next-â
Just as Woojin was about to stretch out his finger again,
-Vrrr, vrrrr.
Kim Daeyoungâs phone on the desk vibrated. Thanks to that, he, who had been looking at Woojin worriedly, picked up the phone.
âYes- Hello.â
Soon, Kim Daeyoung, who was talking with someone, made eye contact with Woojin sitting in front of him.
âYes, yes, yes. Ah! Yes? Ah, yes, yes. Hold on a moment. Heâs right in front of me now.â
After finishing his words, Kim Daeyoung pushed his phone to Woojin, whispering softly.
âThe âSuper Actorâ PD wants to talk to you.â
Kang Woojin immediately frowned. But he accepted the phone anyway.
âYes.â
A slightly excited female voice came from the other side of the phone.
âMr. Kang Woojin?? Oh my- We were surprised when you suddenly disappeared!â
As soon as he heard her voice, Kang Woojinâs bravado kicked in again. Because of his earlier embarrassment.
âWell, um, yes.â
âUm- Woojin? Do you by any chance have any intention of appearing on âSuper Actorâ again?â
âWhy?â
âYou passed! You passed the first round! If you could come to the second preliminary round, that would be really great! The story is also good, you came with your friend but you ended up passing instead? Isnât that fun?â
You want to make me a laughing stock? Youâre talking nonsense. Kang Woojin answered the excited PD over the phone in a low and heavy voice. Because it was important to maintain his image.
âI donât want to.â
He added an excuse to neutralize his embarrassment to his show of strength.
âIt was just a killing time anyway.â
Since it was just a way to pass the time, he implied that she should forget about it. However, it seemed that the âSuper Actorâ PD on the other end of the phone interpreted it differently.
âThat actingâŚwas just a killing time?â