Translator: MarcTempest
Editor: AgRoseCrystal
Chapter 570
The next morning.
A climax without music.
Hwang Ji-yoon, who was thinking for a moment, recalled the climax scene and smiled unconsciously. Then she coughed and answered.
âAhem. That sounds good, doesnât it?â
Kwon Se-ah, who had brightened up, said.
âThank you! Iâll work hard on the other scenes too!â
âItâs good to work hard, but make sure it fits well.â
âYes! Iâll do my best!â
Kwon Se-ah left the restaurant with a cheerful smile.
Hwang Ji-yoon, who looked at her like a cute younger sister, Kim Se-yeon, Park Woo-jin, and the filming team each imagined the scene in their heads.
Of course, the one who would edit it was the director Hwang Ji-yoon, but as film students who dreamed of becoming film directors, they each tried to edit the scenes they had filmed together in their own styles. Versions with and without music.
âWouldnât it be better to add music?â
âI think itâs fine without music too.â
They couldnât say which one was the right answer, as they each valued different aspects.
âLetâs just edit it and see. If it doesnât work, we can talk about it again. But I have a feeling that it will turn out well even without music.â
Everyone nodded and smiled at Director Hwang Ji-yoonâs words.
Flip, the paper turned.
There were check marks all over the copies of the [Fire] storyboard drawn by Hwang Ji-yoon. The papers in front of the filming team members were the same.
âWeâve already filmed this much.â
âI really didnât know how we could do it at first.â
At the beginning, they were not only nervous but also afraid.
Would they be able to film it as they had imagined? Would they be able to film it without any problems? But the end they had vaguely thought of was already this close.
âThere are only a few scenes left to film.â
âTime really flies.â
âIsnât it because it was fun? Filming.â
âYeah. It was nice that we all got along well.â
The props team, who volunteered to do the dirty work first, the art team, who researched and worried for days and nights, the sound team, who worked hard to capture the sound of stepping on the snow, the lighting team, who cared about the reflection of light in the eyes, the filming team, who tried to capture the cool scenes. And the actors, who analyzed the characters as much as possible and expressed them through acting.
âReally⦠itâs a blessing to meet such team members.â
âI know, right?â
They all knew very well that it was very rare to have such a smooth progress, as they had worked part-time or helped out in other film production teams.
âWe had to take care of the accommodation too.â
Cleaning, laundry, meal shifts, and shoveling snow after it snowed.
They were grateful to the team members who did it without complaining, even though it must have been annoying.
âHahaha!â
They looked outside at the sound of laughter. They saw the team members through the large glass window of the restaurant. And the white dog, who had met Seo-jun on his morning walk, barking. âWoof woof!â
âHis tail is like a propeller today.â
Everyone laughed at the words of the fourth-year student in the filming team.
âWoohoo!â
Seo-jun, who received a wooden disc from Hwang Do-yoon, opened his eyes wide and laughed. Then he skillfully threw the disc into the sky.
It was obvious that it was his first time, but the smart white dog seemed to figure out how to play right away. The excited white dog ran after the disc and jumped! He caught the wooden disc in his mouth in one go. And he ran back to Seo-jun with great momentum and gave him the disc.
It was a frisbee.
âWow!â
The filming team in the restaurant also applauded and admired.
Hwang Ji-yoon asked.
âWhen did he buy that?â
âThe props team made it.â
âI see.â
Next, Hwang Do-yoon threw the disc.
Whether he threw it well or poorly.
The disc that was flying well turned around and flew back to Hwang Do-yoon. The white dog, who was running happily, stared blankly at the disc that was coming back. Seo-jun and the team members laughed. Ahaha!
Hwang Ji-yoon got up and opened the door and shouted.
âBe careful, everyone! Itâll be a big deal if the window breaks!â
âYes!!â
Seo-jun, Hwang Do-yoon, and the team members rushed out of the accommodation.
ââ¦They donât seem to have any intention of playing quietly.â
Hwang Ji-yoon, who touched her forehead, Kim Se-yeon, and the filming team laughed.
âShall we continue with the schedule then?â
âYeah.â
With the noisy outside sound as the background, Hwang Ji-yoon, Kim Se-yeon, and the filming team started the meeting.
âIt seems like weâll finish sooner than we thought.â
âItâs thanks to the fewer NGs that the filming time was reduced.â
The planned filming period was 30 days. Now there was about 7 days left.
âWe can film all the remaining scenes in the next two daysâ¦â
âThen when should we call the bus? Three days later?â
âThat sounds reasonable.â
While they were talking for a while in the restaurant, a similar conversation was going on outside the accommodation.
âWoof!â
The white dog ran after the disc that flew in the sky.
One of the team members, who looked at him with a fond expression, opened his mouth.
âWeâll have to get ready to go back soon, right?â
âI guess so. I checked the storyboard and there werenât many scenes left.â
The white dog, who came back with the wooden disc in his mouth, gave it to the team member who was waiting for the next turn.
âWow. Heâs really smartâ¦â
The team member, who received the wooden disc, petted the white dog roughly, but the white dog seemed to like it and wagged his tail hard.
Swoosh!
The wooden disc cut through the air. The white dog ran hard over the white snow.
ââ¦What about the white dog?â
The team members, who had grown fond of the white dog, looked sad at the fact that they had to part with him.
âThe old man in the village will take good care of him.â
âI know, but⦠Ah! I want to give him some toys. Should we go to the old manâs house? Seo-jun, do you know where the white dogâs house is?â
Seo-jun rolled his eyes at the seniorâs words.
There was no way that the house of the non-existent old man would suddenly appear.
âI met him on a walk too, so I donât know where his house is.â
âThen should we follow the white dog?â
âOver the mountain? What would he do then? He was a smart creature, so he might have a wide range of activities.â
âThatâs trueâ¦â
The senior, who caught the white dog, looked into his eyes and asked.
âWhite dog, where is your home? Is it far? Is it near?â
âWoof! Woof! Woof!â
They asked him even though they knew he wouldnât understand, and the white dog seemed to answer in his own way. Everyone laughed at their interaction.
âIâll give the toys to the old man in the village when I see him on a walk later. Or I can ask the accommodation owner to do it.â
The team members nodded in relief at Seo-junâs words. They played with the white dog until time flew by.
âLetâs have breakfast!â
As usual, the [Fire] team finished their breakfast and continued filming.
In the early morning, when everyone was asleep.
Seo-jun quietly gathered the white dogâs toys and went outside.
In the snow-covered yard, âitâ was waiting for him, drawing an eight. When he saw Seo-jun, he sparkled his eyes and reached out his hands. His cheeks, flushed with excitement, were very cute.
Seo-jun smiled and handed him the bundle of the white dogâs toys.
âWhere are you going to put it?â
At Seo-junâs words, âitâ hugged the bundle and smiled widely. He pointed to one side with his finger. Seo-jun thought it would be the mansion, but it was different from what he expected. It was the hill where they filmed the climax.
Seo-jun followed âitâ who walked ahead.
âOh. This is comfortable, isnât it?â
It was a distance they had traveled by car, but âitâ seemed to use âitâsâ power. The ground folded once, twice, and they arrived at the hill in no time. It was a folding technique.
âI should find one for myself too.â
Well, he couldnât use it unless he was alone like this.
Seo-jun looked ahead as he arrived at his destination. The snow hadnât fallen yet, so the red camellia flowers that Seo-jun had drawn on the hill were still there.
Of course, there were many footprints because they had filmed here and there. There were Seo-junâs and the team membersâ.
âItâ climbed up the hill. It was where the ânameless painterâ that Seo-jun had acted had collapsed. He seemed to be very impressed by it.
âItâ gestured with his hand and the ground opened up, creating a deep hole. He carefully put the bundle in it. He didnât forget to cast a spell to prevent it from rotting.
He looked very happy as he looked at the bundle in the hole. He giggled and covered it with dirt and snow.
He looked like a puppy burying his precious bone in the ground.
ââ¦You didnât really become a dog, did you?â
âItâ pouted his lips as if to say absolutely not, at Seo-junâs words.
âWell, it must be hard to leave it in the mansion with people coming and going.â
âYes, yes!â
âItâ nodded his head.
If he had more power, he would have kept it more preciously in another way, but the âmana of Seo-junâ that remained in him was running out. He would probably return to nature after a few days when the humans left, and wait to be reborn in his complete form.
âPlease stay here until then.â
He crouched down and tapped the restored snow with a smile.
Seo-jun looked at him and smiled softly.
âShall we go back then?â
Whoosh-
âItâ got up and shook his head. Seo-jun blinked his eyes.
The ground folded again, three times, four times. As he walked after âitâ who went ahead, he was in the deep mountains.
âItâ pointed to the ground with his finger. As he followed his direction, Seo-junâs eyes widened as he looked down at the ground covered with snow and dry grass.
***
âHuh? Seo-jun, did you go for a walk?â
âYes.â
The props team leader, who was stretching in the yard, greeted Seo-jun.
The white dog, who smelled the delicious scent, followed Seo-jun and ran to the props team leader. He was the human who played with him the best with his strength. Aah! The yard became noisy with laughter.
âWhatâs that?â
A first-year student in the acting department asked Seo-jun. He had a black plastic bag in his hand.
âOh, I met the old man in the village and he gave it to me.â
âThe old man who owns the white dog?â
âYes.â
âYou met the white dogâs owner?â
The team members also perked up their ears.
âYes. So I gave him all the white dogâs toys too.â
âI see. Thatâs why. I wondered where the white dogâs toys went.â
âHaha. He said thank you for playing with the white dog. This is ginseng that he dug up from the mountain himself.â
âWow!â
The team members exclaimed as they took the bag from Seo-jun. There were ginseng roots, clean and sturdy, filling the bag.
Sniff sniff.
It seemed to have a healthy scent.
âWow. Does it smell good because he dug it up himself?â
âRight. Itâs a bit bitter, but it tastes good. It would be delicious to grill it.â
âYes. He said you can eat it raw or grilled. I think it would be nice to eat it with meat tonight.â
âYeah! Letâs do that!â
The team members nodded with bright faces at Seo-junâs words.
***
And that evening.
The filming of the movie [Fire] was all over.
âWell, there are still some scenes to film in Seoul.â
âBut we filmed everything we could here.â
Hwang Ji-yoon and Kim Se-yeon relaxed comfortably. They had plates full of meat and chopsticks in their hands.
The yard of the accommodation was noisier than ever. They took out the barbecue grill from the storage and had a meat party. They had to leave the accommodation tomorrow, so they had to use all the food ingredients they had. The same was true for alcohol.
âBeer!â
âSoju!â
âSomaek!â
âWoohoo!â
As if it was a fusion spell, they held up their glasses and shouted. Their faces were red.
âWe have liquor too!â
âWine! We have wine too!â
âHere! Se-ah has grape juice!â
They drank recklessly, as they had been careful because of filming.
âBe careful not to get carsick tomorrow, and eat moderately! Weâll have another dinner when we get to Seoul!â
âYes!â
They felt the excitement in their answers, and Hwang Ji-yoon touched her forehead. Kim Se-yeon laughed.
âCan we feed this to the white dog?â
âIsnât he not supposed to eat meat?â
The white dog, who was restless by the delicious smell, wandered around the team members. The team members looked sorry, but shook their heads as if they were teasing him.
âWhite dog, you canât eat this.â
âThis is delicious, what can we do.â
âWoof! Woof! Woof!â
âHere, we have white dog snacks too!â
âMe too, meat. Me too, grilled meat.â
The white dog chewed on the dog snacks with a longing look at the grilling meat. Seo-jun, who was drinking beer, secretly avoided his gaze. He thought he should give him some later.
âOh. This ginseng is delicious.â
âRight. Itâs a bit bitter, but it tastes good. It has a deep flavor.â
The actors Kim Sung-sik and Jung Eun-mi, who had laughed with the young students, also took a bite of the ginseng that Seo-jun had given them. Mm. It had a deep flavor. They chewed it with appreciation, but soon their eyes widened and looked at the sliced ginseng on the plate.
Hwang Do-yoon, who was handing out meat, approached the two middle-aged actors.
âWhatâs wrong?â
âNo⦠This doesnât seem like ginseng.â
âYeah. Itâs more likeâ¦â
It was hard to tell because it was cleaned and cut, but.
ââ¦Is it ginsam?â