“Wow, this is totally the Joseon Dynasty. I thought houses like this were only in folk villages.”

    The filming began at a movie and drama set in Naju.

    Many famous historical dramas were filmed here.

    It is also used as a video theme park to revitalize the local economy.

    All parts before reincarnation will be filmed here.

    “My brother is a location manager and he recommended this place. The tile-roofed house is across the bridge. Minji, have you been there?”

    Senior Youngcheol said, pointing to a distant bridge.

    “I’ve been there. It was perfect for Chae Hong Sa’s house.”

    He said that while he was scouting locations, he looked around and even thought about where to film.

    He usually lives roughly, but he is very meticulous when it comes to film-related matters.

    “I’m stuffy. I’ll change first.”

    Eugene lifted up her hanbok skirt and ran toward the van.

    This is a van with a remodeled interior that allows you to change clothes and do your hair, makeup, and coordination inside.

    Eugene and I take turns using it when filming.

    I was sitting nearby with an ice pack on my neck when Senior Youngcheol approached me.

    “Your acting is really good. I was surprised.”

    “Thank you.”

    He greeted me soullessly.

    He talks to me often as if he wants to become close to me, but I feel strangely awkward.

    He smiles a lot, but I’m concerned about the dark expression he sometimes shows.

    I don’t know yet why I joined, so I don’t know.

    He sits next to me without paying any attention to my reaction.

    “That, the video exposing corruption… It was your idea?”

    uh?

    “Don’t look at me strangely. I also feel sorry for the chairman. Even though it was a private special high school, he took too much.”

    We plan to include interviews with current students and alumni in the exposure video.

    Senior Min-hee is looking for a graduate who has been bullied by the chairman and wants to help.

    The fact that Senior Young-cheol knows about the exposure video means that he is acting together with Senior Min-hee.

    ‘First of all, are you saying we are allies?’

    “I think that would be the most effective. Exposure articles posted on the bulletin boards keep getting buried. If you post it on YouTube, you’ll see a lot more views.”

    “I bet you guys have a lot of subscribers on your channel.”

    We also know how many subscribers we have on our channel.

    “Do you like Seorimping?”

    “Huh?”

    “Our channel only has videos of Seorimping, so you came here to watch those, right?”

    “Ah, that… yeah. That animal was cute.”

    He makes a bewildered expression and then mumbles.

    If you watched the video of the sniping properly, there’s no way the word animal would come out.

    We even uploaded a making-of video to clearly show that he is our mascot.

    ‘You’re not interested in surfing, but you know about our channel.’

    I think I should hear the whole story from senior Minhee.

    I’ll have to be careful with my words until I know for sure what my purpose is.

    “I’m done. Go change.”

    He was wearing cool-looking shorts and a t-shirt.

    She was a typical summer girl, but her expression wasn’t very bright.

    ‘You look a little tired.’

    I went into the van and changed my clothes.

    ‘Phew, I feel like I can live now.’

    As I open the car door and try to get out, Eugene is standing in front of me.

    Have you been waiting for me?

    “Did you leave something in your car?”

    Without answering, he pushes me into the car and closes the door.

    The way he looked at me was different than usual.

    ‘I think I’m a little excited… .’

    I obediently followed when he pushed me towards the chair.

    He sits on my lap and looks at me intently.

    The eyes reflected in the light sparkled like a chandelier.

    “Weird.”

    “What?”

    “Even though the acting is over, you still look like Im Sang-heon. I keep thinking you look like Yeon-hwa.”

    I can’t get out of the role.

    This is a phenomenon I experienced when I entered and exited the script.

    I’ve gotten used to it now, but Eugene is flustered because it’s his first time experiencing it.

    “My head feels like a mess. I have no energy at all.”

    He definitely looks tired.

    “Then suddenly I thought of your lips. I kept thinking about the kiss.”

    what?

    “It won’t work. I’ll try it.”

    Then he covers her lips.

    It was a kiss that felt desperate, completely different from the one during the script reading.

    He kept shaking, so I hugged him tightly and told him to calm down.

    .

    .

    .

    “Haa, much better. My head is clearer too.”

    “You didn’t do that on purpose because you wanted to kiss me, did you?”

    “No, I said! It was really hard earlier.”

    If she’s hungry for a kiss, she’ll confidently ask for one.

    I’m not so passive as to make excuses like that.

    “Still looks like a clinical trial?”

    “I don’t know. Whether it’s Im Sang-heon or Byeon Ha-jin, to me it’s all the same.”

    “What are you talking about?”

    “There is something like that.”

    Then he sits across from me and stretches.

    It seemed much more comfortable than when I got into the car.

    “I’ll call you again when things get tough, so know that.”

    “Are my lips a nutrient?”

    “If it calms down like that, then we should continue. It’s not like it’s going to wear out.”

    It seems like kissing is becoming a part of our daily lives.

    When I got caught up in a role, I waited for time to take care of it.

    Because there was nothing else I could do.

    But Eugene solves it with a kiss.

    ‘What on earth was the future visionary thinking to create this situation?’

    If you don’t know the cause, you can’t predict the result.

    The only good thing is that I’m used to kissing Eugene.

    “If you keep doing that, if anything happens in the future, you’ll be looking for my lips first.”

    “So don’t kiss another bitch. If you get caught, I’ll die and you’ll live.”

    “I’m dead and you’re dead, right?”

    “You shouldn’t be tormented by guilt if you live.”

    “Wow, you’re the devil.”

    “If you get tired of me, do it with Sora. Sora will take care of it.”

    Thank you very much.

    We were planning to film one more scene, but Eugene wasn’t feeling well so we postponed it until tomorrow.

    .

    .

    .

    After dinner, I met with Minhee separately.

    “Senior Youngcheol knew about the exposure video.”

    “Didn’t Minji say anything? Senior Youngcheol said he’d help too.”

    It is not easy to single out only the graduates who have a negative view of the chairman.

    Senior Young-cheol, who has a wide network of connections in the broadcasting industry, said he would collect damage cases for us.

    Since I have received help from them often, I decided to return the favor this time as well.

    “But has Senior Youngcheol ever been hit by the Chairman? I feel like he’s a bit aggressive.”

    “Well, I don’t really talk about myself… But there must be something. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have acted like that.”

    Even though they were on our side, the uneasy feeling didn’t go away.

    I decided to focus on acting, hoping that it would be a good start.

    Filming is the priority right now.

    *****

    — S#2-7. Chae Hong-sa Im Sang-heon’s Greeting

    Yeonhwa’s dance moves were enough to shake Im Sang-heon’s heart.

    “That’s enough. Your skills are now amazing.”

    “Thanks to Nari. If it weren’t for Nari, how could I have learned these things?”

    “If you don’t have the talent, you can’t learn. Be thankful for the talent that heaven has given you.”

    “I will keep that in mind.”

    When King Yeonsangun held a banquet at Gyeonghoeru, he invited hundreds of guests.

    Here, Heungcheong, who stands out, wears a silver robe and is promoted to a concubine.

    Chae Hong-sa, who brought Heung-cheong, who satisfied the king’s bed in this way, naturally received more favor.

    ‘The beauty and dance of the lotus will more than satisfy the lord.’

    If Yeonhwa wears Seongeun, Im Sangheon’s prestige will rise even higher.

    Because Yeonhwa, who only has her sick mother to rely on, will be relying on her.

    ‘But why am I so upset?’

    The thought of Yeonhwa sleeping with the king made a fire burn inside her heart.

    It was a hot fire that felt like it would burn my whole body, a mixture of despair and anger.

    “Is the girl entering the palace now?”

    “That must be it. There will be news from the palace soon.”

    “… … .”

    Yeonhwa, who has no emotional ups and downs, rarely gets agitated.

    “What are you thinking about?”

    “Nothing.”

    “It’s been a little over a year since I brought you here. How could I not know that you have concerns? Tell me.”

    There was silence between them for a while.

    “Nari… Are you okay?”

    Yeonhwa opened her mouth with difficulty.

    Lim Sang-heon immediately understood what that meant.

    “… … .”

    “The girl enters the palace, and receives the favor… Nari, are you really okay?”

    It’s not okay.

    No, I will shed tears of blood.

    The past year that has permeated Yeonhwa has not been easy at all.

    The area under Yeonhwa’s eyes was moist.

    I wanted to wipe it away, but I bit my lip.

    If we go any further from here, it’s obvious what will happen at the end.

    “That’s a stupid question. I’m not interested in anything other than making a fuss about myself. I don’t know what you’re thinking, but don’t act rashly.”

    “I’m sorry, Nari.”

    I let out a deep sigh as I watched Yeonhwa retreat.

    It was an afternoon when I particularly hated hearing the sound of cicadas chirping to mate.

    *

    “What!”

    Minji checked the monitor and shouted “Nice.”

    It seems like the intended scene was chosen correctly.

    Unlike the excitement of the filming crew, a heavy silence flowed between Eugene and me.

    I took a deep breath to control my emotions, but Eugene continued to fight against Yeonhwa’s emotions.

    I thought it wouldn’t work so I got closer, but it raised its head and glared at me.

    That’s obvious, it’s a grudge.

    “You bad guy, you know exactly what I like… You’re sending me to the king? To go and get eaten by the king? You bad guy!!”

    The angry kicks continued.

    He starts crying and throwing his fists.

    What did I do!

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