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Is it okay for a cover dance to have this many views? ㅋㅋㅋ

└ You can’t say that when you see Eugene dance. Watch it and scream.

└ Who is that fucking idiot next to me?

└ He’s so handsome

└ Is that your boyfriend? I’m so jealous

└ We are in the same class, but Eugene doesn’t have a boyfriend

└ Same class?

└ Eugene is the goddess of tomorrow

└ Then what is it?

TTN boy https://mou.be/27fg889 I barely found it

└ TTN?

└ This was 10 years ago lol

└ That Shota is the guy from the cover dance?

└ It wasn’t a joke back then either, you grew up well

└ Please find the girl who comes out with me too

└ The child actor who was famous when he filmed that commercial. He probably isn’t in Korea anymore.

It was a forgotten advertisement from the feature phone era, but it was recalled after a cover dance became a hit.

At school, he changed from ‘the handsome guy’ to ‘the handsome guy who used to be famous.’

This is because several photos from the Waggle Waggle Kindergarten and director Kim Si-woon’s film and pictorial were unearthed.

“As expected, it’s Mutube. Even the dead are brought back to life.”

“Don’t kill innocent people at will.”

“I know it’s an honor. You’re the first guy on my channel.”

“Oh, that’s an honor.”

I knew very well what the result would be if I didn’t keep up with the rhythm, so I tried my best to keep my hands clean.

“When I went to school, she kept pestering me, asking if I had a boyfriend.”

“That’s a disgusted expression. If I were your boyfriend, would I feel that way?”

“Who doesn’t like it!!”

These days, whenever I see you, my anger gauge keeps exploding.

He mutters and mutters while talking about something with Sora.

What do you mean, if I come here, I’ll fight you in a showdown?

On the day of the practical exam —

The Seorim Arts High School building, designed by a famous architect, looked magnificent and impressive from the outside.

But the inside was obviously poorly managed, and above all, it was extremely shoddy.

The practice room designated as the entertainment department’s practical test room was a converted underground parking lot, and as I opened the door and went inside, a moldy smell hit my nose.

“My second-year senior said that we have to come here and fetch water during the rainy season.”

Someone is muttering behind me.

You must have heard it from a senior who is currently studying here.

Even without hearing this, I thought the internal facilities were too much.

Students pay nearly 10 million won in tuition per year and still take classes in such a rotten place.

There must be a lot of sponsorship and support money from related companies, but they don’t spend money on facility investments.

If the chairman had any sense, he wouldn’t have left the practice room in this state.

The waiting room was crowded with applicants.

The entertainment department had 40 students and the competition rate was 9:1.

Since multiple applications are accepted, even if you exclude those who transferred to other departments and those who dropped out, there will be over 300 practical applicants.

The practical exam will take place over three days, and I was assigned to the first day, so I’m currently sitting in the waiting room with about 100 other students.

‘Isn’t that the guy from Eugene’s channel? He’s so handsome.’

‘There are ads too. Search for TTN on YouTube. It was in a movie 10 years ago.’

‘You were an actor? I didn’t see you on TV.’

‘I searched, but I couldn’t find anything except for the chatty kindergarten and the movie.’

‘A bustling kindergarten? I really liked it.’

‘You came out there with Eugene. I guess we were close since then.’

My story is mixed in a lot with the gossip.

The effect of doing a cover dance with Eugene is amazing.

“Hello.”

Someone sits next to me and says hello.

A layered bob cut with waves that reach down to the shoulders.

He looks like a country dog who acts cute to everyone.

‘If you just take off your horn-rimmed glasses, you’ll look pretty.’

Overall, she was a girl whose weight was leaning toward cuteness.

“Isn’t that the guy that Eugene covered dancing with? Is he your boyfriend?”

“Does Eugene know?”

“We go to the same school. We’re not close.”

It’s refreshing to talk.

“He’s not my boyfriend, but I’ve known him since I was little. Maybe a childhood friend? ”

“I see. Wait, your name… I forgot.”

I’m looking for something on my phone in a hurry.

Did you even write down my name?

“Not changed.”

“Oh, yeah, yeah, Hajin. Sorry, I suddenly forgot.”

“What’s your name?”

“Me? Minji. Pyo Minji.”

‘Pyo Min-ji. I think I’ve heard it somewhere… .’

Suddenly, lightning struck before my eyes.

My memories became clearer, like turning on a switch to brighten up a dark room.

The problem was that the speed at which it became clear was… too fast.

“Oh my!”

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

As I wrap my head, he grabs my shoulder, worried.

It felt like the aftereffects of smoking had set in, but then slowly returned to normal.

I feel like I’m overloaded with memories coming back so quickly.

‘But why is he here?’

He was a star writer who was never left out when discussing top-class drama writers before his return.

His main occupation is drama scriptwriting, but he also wrote web novels and worked as a comic book scenario writer while in school.

After making a splendid debut by winning the grand prize in a broadcasting company contest, he went on to produce numerous hits on terrestrial and cable channels, and then moved on to OTT, becoming a box office hit on Netflix.

It was surprising that such a future giant was applying to the entertainment department to learn acting.

“I had a bit of a headache. I’m okay now.”

“You’re nervous. But your face looks like it’s hurting. Me too.”

It was a compliment that he was handsome, but it was different from what other kids said.

It was a feeling of pure admiration, without any sense of possessiveness.

“But why are you here? There is no literary department in Seorim High School.”

The only thing that is similar is the ‘Video Production Department’ which teaches planning/directing.

Unlike other screenwriters, he directed his own films until college.

It wasn’t something done roughly, it was serious enough to win an award at a short film festival.

The once brightly smiling face became strange.

“What? Isn’t this the first time I’ve seen you?”

“I’ve just seen your face. I heard there’s a girl in the world who writes well. You serialized a novel on the Internet, right?”

“How did you know?”

The expression is one of wonder rather than surprise.

“Aside from Eugene, there are other kids I know in the future.”

In my previous life, I heard it in an interview, but I just vaguely talked about it.

I tilted my head, but didn’t ask any more questions.

“Well, I don’t want to go into detail, but I’m rebelling hard to get out of my dad’s way. That’s why I applied here.”

Minji’s father, a university professor, is one of the leading novelists in the literary world.

My daughter, who has a great talent for writing, is ‘very’ displeased with me writing web novels or comic book scenarios.

Why are you wasting your dazzling talents on mass-producing trash?

To rebel against such a father, I applied to a major that had nothing to do with writing.

“I’m also interested in acting. It’ll help me write scenarios and scripts later.”

The writer himself could act, he says, laughing heartily.

It’s a mind that fits the Lucky Vicky that was popular before the return.

The waiting room door opens and someone comes in.

“Attention students who are applying. You are now in the first waiting room. We will move to the second waiting room in groups of five based on the test number. Students who are not entering the examination room can practice there. And… .”

It was similar to reviews I read online in that it gave some caveats.

Looking around, I see people fiddling with instruments or reading scripts to stretch their voices.

“I need to stretch my neck a bit too. Fighting, I’ll definitely see you at school.”

“Where are you going? It’s not your turn yet.”

“I get better when I practice in the corner.”

He walked away humming a song.

It was a relaxed atmosphere that made the tension that filled the waiting room pale in comparison.

I quietly closed my eyes and was reciting my script when my number was called.

*****

The practical test center was also equally old.

It was a little less musty than the waiting room.

There were five judges, and you could easily tell where they belonged by looking at their expressions.

The three people sitting leisurely, as if accustomed to this environment, were faculty and staff, and the two people grimacing as if they were disgusted by the moldy smell were outsiders.

There are cameras installed on both walls and behind the judges.

Only those who pass will have their acting scenes filmed for review by interested agencies.

If you pass, you will take the practical test and an audition for your agency at the same time.

Even though the judges didn’t introduce themselves, they know who the person sitting in the middle is.

This is Vice Principal Na Kyung-man, a respected director in the theater world.

‘It’s the same face I saw on the news before the regression.’

He tried to change the school by standing up to the chairman who could not be repaid, but was falsely accused and unjustly dismissed.

Perhaps because of the great hurt he felt at the time, he did not return to school even after the chairman was kicked out.

‘I must make sure that never happens again this time.’

He stood in front of the judges, greeted them politely, and looked straight ahead.

Everyone, including you, sits up straight with an expression of admiration.

If you are good-looking, you don’t have to try hard to get attention, so it is convenient in many ways.

“Exam number A39, student Byeon Ha-jin… is that right?”

“Yes, teacher.”

◦Do you know the %◦?”

It’s a slightly surprised expression.

“I saw you greeting the principal before the graduation ceremony last year. The video was uploaded on YouTube.”

“You only appeared on the screen for a few seconds, but did you remember my face?”

“I’m good at remembering people’s faces.”

“You seem to have a good eye for detail. It’s one of the actor’s strengths, so work on it. Now, shall we talk about the free acting you’ve prepared?”

This is how the practical exam began.