Translator: MarcTempest
Editor: AgRoseCrystal
Chapter 360
Min Hee-kyung entered a movie production company with an awkward face.
She saw the employees running around busily since morning.
She didnât know who to talk to, and stood there with a puzzled expression.
An employee approached her.
âHow can I help you?â
âUh, I have a scriptâ¦â
Min Hee-kyung trailed off, and the employee nodded.
As a movie production company, they could guess why she came as soon as they heard the word script.
There were people who didnât just send their scripts by mail or post, but came to the company in person to persuade them, saying that their stories would make them want to produce a movie.
They had developed a way to deal with them, as some directors showed up and made a fuss.
âThereâs another director who came before you. Please wait here for a moment.â
The employee guided Min Hee-kyung to an office.
The office was divided into several tables by partitions.
It seemed like they were used as makeshift meeting rooms.
The partitions were not that big, so the conversations could be heard clearly, but no one seemed to care.
Min Hee-kyung sat down.
She put her bag on the next seat and sighed.
She had sent her script to the movie production company, but there was no reply.
ââ¦They must have rejected it.â
But she thought she could at least try to convince them, so she came all the way here.
Min Hee-kyung took out the script she brought from her bag.
It was a script that was printed without any wrinkles or smudges on each page.
She was about to start reading the first page when she heard a voice from across the partition.
âThis is it!â
Min Hee-kyung unconsciously listened to the confident voice.
The loud voice kept talking.
âDo you know how much buzz Survivors created this summer? They made two endings from one story! And even though the Directorâs Cut killed off all the characters that the audience loved, it still made a box office hit and was released in theaters!â
âYes. It was an unexpected hit even for Hollywood producers.â
A voice that seemed to belong to an employee of the production company was heard.
Unlike the passionate counterpart, it was calm and even boring.
âThatâs right! So my script tooâ¦!â
âThatâs Hollywood.â
The employeeâs voice cut off the directorâs words.
There was a sneer in his voice, and Min Hee-kyung shrank her shoulders even though it wasnât directed at her.
âThey have Hollywood, Davis Garrett, and Lee Seo-jun. Thereâs no way they wouldnât make a hit.â
âMy script would also make a hit if top actors starred in itâ¦!â
âAnd Jeffrey Rodex is a director who successfully finished his first commercial movie. Thatâs why âthatâ Hollywood producer worked with him on his second commercial movie. I donât understand why you donât mention the directorâs ability.â
Along with the employeeâs sarcastic voice, there was a sound of paper flipping.
Min Hee-kyung held her breath and moved her body to the right.
âAll the characters die in the end. All the scripts and synopses that come in these days are like this. And there are rumors that there are movies that have started filming with similar endings.â
âThatâsâ¦â
âShocking? Sure. But only when itâs the first time. The second time, the third time, everyone expects it. Oh, theyâll all die at the end, right?â
ââ¦The ending where everyone dies isâ¦not new for Survivors.â
âSurvivors is the most famous one. Ah. If you can make a better work than that, then go ahead. Then youâll be the first one.â
There was no voice from the director.
âIâll review it and contact you later.â
There was a sound of a chair scraping the floor.
Min Hee-kyung straightened her body in surprise.
She saw a man who looked like a director walking past with his shoulders slumped.
She felt anxious that it would be her fate soon.
Soon, an employee appeared and sat down in front of Min Hee-kyung.
There was no greeting, but Min Hee-kyung was too nervous to notice.
âLet me see your synopsis first.â
âOh, yes!â
Min Hee-kyung handed over her synopsis to the employee who sat down.
She held her breath and watched him flip through each page.
The production company employee frowned as he saw the name written on the first page.
âDirector Min Hee-kyung?â
âYes.â
âIs this your debut commercial movie?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âOh, no. Itâs my second one.â
Min Hee-kyung clenched and unclenched her fists on her knees. Her palms were sweaty.
âWhatâs your first workâs title?â
âOur Neighborhoodâ¦It is.â
She didnât say it was a work from six years ago.
The employee who tried to recall the title rubbed the back of his neck.
It seemed like he had never heard of it, so it must have flopped.
âIs that why?â
ââ¦Pardon?â
The employee shook his head and put down the synopsis.
Min Hee-kyung glanced at the script next to it and then at the employee.
She sighed at the script that was not even opened.
âThe trend of works has changed these days.â
ââ¦Yes?â
Min Hee-kyung blinked her eyes, and the employee continued.
âAs you know, the reason why there was a boom of child actors was because of the superstar Lee Seo-jun. From the main character to the supporting characters, whenever there was a good or important role, they mostly put in a child actor. Just in case Lee Seo-jun would star in it.â
If Lee Seo-jun didnât star in it, then the role would go to another child actor.
As the demand increased, so did the supply.
There were more child actors who could act well, and there were also more children who dreamed of becoming child actors after seeing them and Lee Seo-jun.
Thatâs how the child actor boom was created.
âAh, yes.â
Min Hee-kyung also imagined Lee Seo-jun while writing her script.
No, it wasnât just imagination.
She hoped that her script would appeal to Lee Seo-jun and that he would star in it.
âIt would be hard, thoughâ¦â
Min Hee-kyung listened to the employeeâs words.
âBut Lee Seo-junâs becoming an adult soon. Heâs a sophomore in high school this year, and half a year has already passed. And when he becomes a senior, he might lose a year because of college entrance exams, auditions, or graduation performances at Mirinae High School.â
The employee drank some coffee and cleared his throat.
âHeâs so famous that heâll probably get into the theater and film department, but⦠Some actors value other experiences and go to different departments after taking the college entrance exam. If Lee Seo-jun does that too, then heâll hardly be active next year. Then itâll be either this year or the year after next when he starts filming, but thereâs only a few months left this year⦠And heâll be an adult by the year after next.â
ââ¦Yes.â
The employee continued.
âHeâs been restricted as a child actor for a while, so there werenât many violent scenes or scenes where he got hurt, and there were no occupational movies at all, and playing a criminal was even more impossible. But those restrictions will be lifted. And he can still play a high school student role at 20. But donât you think he wouldnât be interested in playing a high school student role when heâs been doing that all this time?â
Min Hee-kyung slowly nodded her head and agreed.
The remaining time as a child actor.
She had never thought about it before, and her head went blank.
âSome production companies are still sending scripts to Cocoa Entertainment as usual, but most of them are collecting scripts for the year after next, aiming for Lee Seo-jun.â
The employee looked at the synopsis on the table.
The age of the main character written on the first page caught his eye.
18 years old.
She was at the age when she had no choice but to aim for the 18-year-old actor Lee Seo-jun.
A failed director who wanted Lee Seo-jun as the lead.
A faint sneer crossed the employeeâs face.
âSo our production company only accepts works with adult protagonists.â
The employee pointed out the flaws in the synopsis. There were some parts that Min Hee-kyung had missed and some explanations that didnât make sense. As she couldnât find anything good in her synopsis, Min Hee-kyungâs shoulders slowly sank.
âPlease change the protagonist to an adult and fix the parts I mentioned and send them to us. Weâll review them and contact you.â
Neither the employee nor Min Hee-kyung believed the words that they would contact her. Even if she revised and sent the script, it might end up in a warehouse or not even be printed.
ââ¦Yes. I understand.â
The employee nodded lightly at Min Hee-kyungâs words and got up from his seat and headed straight to the newly arrived director.
Min Hee-kyung, who was watching his back, sighed and picked up the script and synopsis that had never been opened and went outside.
The sun was high in the sky and it hurt her eyes.
It was so bright that she felt like crying.
***
ââ¦Should I quit?â
Min Hee-kyung, who was sitting on a bench and staring blankly at the Han River, flinched at the words that came out of her mouth without knowing.
It was a word that she had never uttered out loud no matter how hard it was. She felt like it would really happen if she said it out loud.
And she hated everything as she thought.
ââ¦Letâs quit.â
Min Hee-kyung, who had a tired face, slowly moved her hand and took out a script from her bag.
She fiddled with the stapled script that she had carefully printed in case it would get crooked and then peeled it off one by one.
She had to throw it away when she got home anyway.
Min Hee-kyung neatly arranged the scripts that would become waste paper and put them in her bag.
It had been six years since her first commercial film failed.
There were no production companies or people who looked for her anymore.
And when she was rejected for the script that she thought was her last chance, she felt like she couldnât do anything.
âWhat should I do nowâ¦â
Min Hee-kyung, who was wondering what else she could do besides making movies, saw a group of kids rushing in.
They looked like high school students, chatting and unpacking their equipment that they brought with them.
They seemed to be having fun as they smiled on their faces and some of them looked around with serious expressions for the background.
âItâs a good timeâ¦â
Min Hee-kyung, who was staring blankly at the kids for a moment, got up from the bench.
She decided to quit making movies anyway, so she had to go home and think about what to do next.
Min Hee-kyung walked along the promenade to save some money and take a walk.
How long had she been walking?
âExcuse meâ¦â
Someone tapped Min Hee-kyungâs arm lightly as she was wearing earphones.
Min Hee-kyung was surprised and took off her earphones and turned her eyes.
A woman who seemed to have come out for a walk with a dog smiled awkwardly and pointed behind Min Hee-kyung with her finger.
âIs that okay⦠falling down?â
Min Hee-kyungâs head followed the womanâs finger behind her.
âGaspâ¦!â
Familiar papers were scattered on the floor.
Min Hee-kyung quickly turned her bag around from her back.
âOh noâ¦â
The bag was wide open.
She must have lost her mind and forgot to close the zipper of her bag.
The script that was not fixed with a staple flew like flyers and fell on the floor.
âThank you for letting me know.â
Min Hee-kyung bent down awkwardly to pick up one of the scripts under her feet and stopped.
There was no point in picking it up since she decided to quit making movies anyway.
She hesitated for a moment and then picked up the paper.
ââ¦Itâs mine anyway.â
It was easy to pick up the papers that fell on the promenade or nearby grass, but she didnât know if there were any papers that flew further away.
She just collected them as she saw them and saw a script with a heavy shoe print on it.
She picked it up with pity.
As she went back along the promenade to collect the fallen papers, Min Hee-kyung was about to pick up a paper in front of her when a strangerâs hand came into her sight. She looked up in surprise and saw a familiar pile of papers first.
Oh.
She didnât have to go all the way back.
ââ¦Thank you for picking it up. I didnât know my bag was open and I was walkingâ¦â
She thanked him involuntarily.
Then she looked up and saw a boy who looked like a student.
He was wearing a hat that covered his face, but he smiled brightly.
Min Hee-kyung smiled back at him without knowing.
***
âYou were the director of Our Neighborhood. I saw it. Our Neighborhood.â
âWould it be okay to talk here instead of following him?â
Seo-jun, who sat on the bench next to her, read the script that he had arranged in order with joy.
There were some gaps here and there, but it was not enough to interfere with reading.
He could tell what kind of story it was from the beginning.
ââ¦Really?â
Where am I, who am I?
Min Hee-kyung blinked her eyes at Seo-junâs smile. She had ended up sitting next to him on the bench and chatting with him.
âI feel like Iâm possessed by a ghost.â
They had exchanged information about being a director and an actor in a short time and became comfortable with each other.
She decided to quit being a director, but she had nothing else to introduce herself with.
She smiled with a bit of a sting and looked at the boy next to her.
He asked if he could see the script and his eyes sparkled.
She couldnât refuse.
She gladly showed him the script that she had thrown away and that had been trampled by people.
âBut where have I seen that face beforeâ¦â
She couldnât remember even though it seemed familiar.
Min Hee-kyung gave up trying to remember and opened her mouth.
âIt must have been boringâ¦â
âHmm. It was true that the story was monotonous.â
Min Hee-kyung laughed bitterly at Seo-junâs words.
It was a comment that she had heard a lot after releasing her first work.
The content was composed of one story and it was too boring and predictable.
âBut the directing was cool.â
Seo-jun looked at the script and talked about the directing that impressed him in Our Neighborhood.
He really saw Our Neighborhood.
The scenes that she had put her heart and soul into came out of the young actorâs mouth and Min Hee-kyungâs eyes trembled.