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Chapter 328:

The actors had all come down from the set and the set was being restored by the art team staff.

It was fast, but it seemed to take some time until filming.

‘…We don’t have enough time to shoot it again.’

The assistant director, who was calculating the time for a moment, approached Director Jeffrey.

“Director Jeffrey.”

“Yes?”

The assistant director said something to Director Jeffrey, and Director Jeffrey nodded with a regretful expression.

It was better to finish early and prepare for tomorrow’s filming than to extend the filming time awkwardly.

The set was like this, so it took more time to shoot once than usual, and it was fortunate that they had set the filming period generously.

“Let’s end today’s filming here.”

The staff moved at Director Jeffrey’s words.

The art team staff who were restoring the set continued as they were, and the other staff began to organize the equipment.

Kim Jong-ho, who was waiting for the set to be restored while asking Seo-jun which pronunciation was better, ‘Go’ in various versions, blinked his eyes at Director Jeffrey’s words and suddenly realized something and looked around.

“Huh…”

It seemed that only Kim Jong-ho was surprised by this sudden departure, as if it was not a special occasion.

The staff who were organizing the set, as well as the extras and other actors, seemed accustomed to leaving at the same time and moved to remove their makeup.

The manager of a Hollywood star, Ahn Da Ho, also seemed to have expected it and packed his luggage comfortably.

Kim Jong-ho’s manager Lee Sang-woo opened his mouth wide at the situation.

‘No, are they really leaving like this?’

“Good work today.”

“See you tomorrow!”

The Korean-American actors also greeted Seo-jun and Kim Jong-ho and headed to the dressing room.

Kim Jong-ho, who greeted them with a bewildered expression, laughed bitterly.

“They keep their filming time like a knife… Seo-jun. Didn’t you feel like you had to keep shooting?”

If there was a director’s comment in Korea, they would have said ‘It feels good’, ‘Let’s not break the flow’ and shot it one more time.

There were many times when Kim Jong-ho’s filming time was extended because he rode the atmosphere while filming.

Seo-jun thought for a moment and opened his mouth.

“If we film late today, there might be a problem with tomorrow’s schedule. The actors’ condition might get worse, and there are a lot of child actors. They are more strict about that here.”

“Oh. That’s right.”

Kim Jong-ho turned his head.

He saw some children among the extras who were leaving the set greeting Seo-jun.

Seo-jun smiled and waved his hand.

“Besides, it’s our first filming day, so we have plenty of time and schedule. We just have to film according to the set schedule, so it’s easier here in that sense. We rest when we rest and we work hard when we film.”

At Seo-jun’s words, Kim Jong-ho sighed and calmed down.

Well. It’s not like his acting skills would go anywhere if he filmed today or tomorrow.

He felt like he was impatient for no reason.

“That’s right. It’s good that I have more practice time.”

“Then let’s go. Uncle Jong-ho.”

At Seo-jun’s words, Kim Jong-ho nodded his head.

***

The next day.

Kim Jong-ho practiced ‘Go’ pronunciation with Seo-jun at the hotel and even checked with Kings Agency staff and bodyguards.

Kim Jong-ho’s lines echoed on the set.

“/Go–!!/”

With Kim Jong-ho’s rough but heartfelt voice, the staff moved the last machine.

As if a huge wall was coming down, the debris that collapsed from the explosion blocked Seo-jun and Kim Jong-ho, Joo Jae-eun’s sight.

The dust prepared by the art team staff rose up in clumps in the wind.

The sight of Seo-jun Lee stiffened in the cloudy dust cloud hurt their eyes.

Just by standing still, he seemed to convey how much shock ‘Lee Hyun-woo’ had received.

Everyone held their breath.

“…Cut! Okay!”

Director Jeffrey gave an okay sign.

The quiet set became noisy in an instant. It was more noisy than the last filming. Some staff members looked puzzled as if they didn’t understand.

“…Was it just my feeling that I heard ‘go’ at the end?”

“No. I heard it too. I can’t understand any other Korean…”

The cry of ‘GO–!!’ containing his father’s scream stuck in their ears.

Kim Jong-ho’s scream touched the hearts of the staff and the extras, even though it was an incomprehensible Korean line.

“Kim is a great actor in Korea, I heard. I guess it’s true.”

“You don’t know? He’s the detective who was in Escape.”

Kim Jong-ho and Seo-jun smiled at each other as they heard the staff’s words.

“Do you want to see it?”

“Yes!”

“Let’s do that.”

While Seo-jun and Kim Jong-ho were monitoring, the set was magically restored by the hands of the art team staff.

This time, a close-up shot was planned to show the actors’ expressions clearly.

Rails were installed in front of Seo-jun and Kim Jong-ho, Joo Jae-eun, and the camera was ready.

“We’re starting filming!”

Even though the camera lens was right in front of them, Seo-jun and Kim Jong-ho’s acting did not change at all.

Joo Jae-eun also immersed herself quickly.

Director Jeffrey swallowed his saliva at the actors’ eyes on the monitor screen and shouted loudly.

“Ready, action!”

***

“Be careful. Uncle Jong-ho.”

“I don’t want to go when I see the schedule that came in from the company…”

Kim Jong-ho shook his head as he said with a sour expression, and Seo-jun laughed.

He remembered how Kim Jong-ho got tired of the schedule that manager Lee Sang-woo told him as the days passed in Hollywood.

“There are so many broadcasters to visit and magazines and newspapers too.”

“Haha. Take it easy.”

Kim Jong-ho’s filming was all over yesterday.

He had waited for months before coming to Hollywood, but the filming ended too quickly.

It was like preparing for a trip was more fun and exciting than the trip itself.

Kim Jong-ho, who put his carrier in the trunk, said with a bittersweet expression.

“I expected it to be a short role, but I’m a little sorry.”

“Let’s film together next time. Uncle.”

Kim Jong-ho nodded at Seo-jun’s words.

Well, he wasn’t going to film this movie only.

He might come back here again with another Hollywood movie.

Kim Jong-ho smiled as he looked around the accommodation he was leaving before he got used to it.

“That’s right. Let’s do that. Seo-jun-ah, you too. Do well with the rest of the filming. See you in Korea.”

“Yes. Be careful. Uncle Sang-woo. Uncle Jong-ho.”

Seo-jun hugged Lee Sang-woo and Kim Jong-ho tightly and said goodbye.

It was his first time filming with a close Korean actor in Hollywood, so he was very sorry that it was a short filming.

He hugged Kim Jong-ho as much as he felt sorry.

And soon after.

[Actor Kim Jong-ho, returning home!]

[Actor Kim Jong-ho, finished filming Survivors!]

Korea was buzzing with Kim Jong-ho’s return.

***

The set for this time had moved all the machines that were attached to the wall to new locations.

If there were six sets, two of them collapsed in the first collapse, and now there are four left.

And the machines had installed around two of the four sets in the meantime.

Seo-jun, who noticed that fact, told Da Ho.

“Da Ho hyung. It looks like those two sets are going to collapse today.”

“Yeah. They moved the location.”

How will they collapse today?

Seo-jun, who was looking at the sets with a pounding expression, was called by someone.

“Jun. You’re here?”

“Hello. Milan!”

It was Milan Chellen, who he was going to film with today.

He was the first one to film with among the four main actors.

He seemed to have come early and prepared, as the script in Milan Chellen’s hand caught his eye.

Seo-jun looked at Milan Chellen’s hand and then at his own hand and chuckled. There was a box of cookies in Seo-jun’s hand.

“Do you want some? I bought them for everyone.”

“Thanks, man.”

Milan Chellen nodded his head with a smile at the box of cookies that Seo-jun offered.

The cookies for the staff and extras were being prepared by the staff of Kings Agency.

Sitting side by side on chairs, eating cookies and exchanging lines lightly, Seo-jun and Milan Chellen got up from their seats at the staff’s words that they would start filming.

“Jun. I look forward to working with you today.”

“Me too!”

Seo-jun and Milan Chellen smiled brightly at the filming they had been waiting for since the Academy Awards ceremony.

***

“Ready, action!”

Director Jeffrey shouted loudly.

As the barrier that blocked even a tiny light came down, dust rose.

In the midst of the dusty wind, Lee Hyun-woo, who became dusty, stood still without breathing.

There was a scream from behind him as the explosion seemed to stop for a moment.

There was also a cry.

But why.

Why can’t I hear any sound in front of me?

Lee Hyun-woo’s face turned pale as if all the blood in his body had drained.

[The Vortex of (Evil) Srai-Medium is activated.]

[The Vortex of (Evil) Srai-Medium]

A race that creates a vortex of despair, Srai.

It absorbs the despair of living beings and inflates the size of the vortex.

It absorbs the sound around it.

[Caution] You will fall into deep despair if you touch the vortex.

A race that creates a vortex of despair, Srai.

When they fall into the sea and despair, Srai appear and create a vortex.

The vortex absorbs the sound around it and makes it impossible to ask for help.

There, another despair is born and the vortex grows bigger until it disappears when the living beings around it die and can no longer despair.

[The grade of [The Vortex of (Evil) Srai-Medium] is temporarily lowered.]

[The Vortex of (Evil) Srai-Low is activated.]

An invisible black vortex appeared around Seo-jun.

The downgraded vortex created a deep despair and devoured all the sound around it.

Lee Hyun-woo’s face turned pale as if all the blood in his body had drained.

“Uh, mom… ah, dad!”

Lee Hyun-woo walked forward with trembling hands.

He put his hand on a rough pile of rocks.

“Uh, mom. Dad…”

Lee Hyun-woo started digging out the pile of rocks as if he had forgotten everything else but mom and dad.

He didn’t even notice that his nails were broken by the rough rocks.

As if his despair was reflected on his heart, bright red blood stains remained on the white wall.

No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No…

Everyone held their breath and watched him.

They thought they would get used to it after seeing it once, but Seo-jun showed them another captivating performance.

Milan Chellen bit his inner cheek to avoid being swept away by Seo-jun’s despair.

Then, along with a warm wind, sound returned to the set.

Milan Chellen jumped into the set without missing the timing.

“Hey! Snap out of it!!”

There was a hand grabbing Lee Hyun-woo’s shoulder covered in blood.

Lee Hyun-woo gasped as he felt the rough and hot hand.

He slowly lifted his head, remembering the hand that patted his shoulder just a few minutes ago.

A thin hope made his heart beat fast, very fast.

“Ahh,”

“We have to get out of here!”

It wasn’t dad.

His heart stopped at the face of a strange black man.