Peninsula: From a supporting actor to the best actor in Chungmuro

Chapter 21 Vomiting Scene Instructions

As the morning light climbed up the windowsill, Jiang Jae-hoon was awakened by the friction sound of the yoga mat.

Lee Sung-kyung was lying across the living room aisle in a plank position, with dark V-marks on her sports vest from sweat.

The stopwatch in front of her began ticking—she had maintained her core braced for 2 minutes and 37 seconds.

The recent self-discipline is naturally in preparation for the Seoul Fashion Week in September.

"The Bible"

He walked to the refrigerator with a messy head of hair:

"Have you been exercising too hard lately?"

"You have fifty-four minutes to get to the agency."

"I resigned yesterday."

Li Jingcheng suddenly raised his head:
"Resign?"

The sweat-soaked sports vest slid down half an inch as he moved, and the morning light condensed into water droplets in the groove of his collarbone.

Jiang Zaixun's gaze suddenly shot up to the ceiling as if burned.

"The movie needs to start."

"call--"

Li Jingjing wiped the sweat off her face with a towel, and the outline of her bra pads was faintly visible under the fabric.

“So the agency experience is over?”

"Um"

"Isn't my commission for the final payment for the Apgujeong shop gone?"

Jiang Zaixun's Adam's apple rolled:
"I transferred the order to the master, and he promised to give me a 20% commission."

"If you dare to peek at my sports vest again——"

Li Jingcheng warned coldly: "I will let you experience the 20% commission turning into a 20% fracture."

Jiang Zaixun scooped up some cold water from the refrigerator and took a big gulp to cool down.

Fortunately, the crisp "ding" sound of the microwave oven saved his life.

Kim Dae-won's second-hand Kia was making noises to the rhythm of "I GOT A BOY" downstairs.

Jiang Zaixun hurried downstairs with a rice ball in his mouth.

"Hey."

"Ok?"

Jiang Jae-hoon paused.

Lee Sung-kyung threw over a can of coffee:
"The promotional sample bottle is terrible."

Kang Jae-hoon saw the label on the can that said "Limited Edition Endorsed by Hyun Bin".

Lee Sung-kyung had already slammed the bathroom door.

When Kim Dae-won saw Kang Jae-hoon again after more than half a month, the toothpick in his mouth fell onto his pants in surprise.

"Oh, the little brat has tied his tie properly."

"Hehe~"

"It's become two shades darker, but it's washed away the scent of Lady Macduff's cream."

Jiang Zaixun touched the back of his sunburned neck and smiled foolishly:

"The agency is out on the road every day."

"Is there a house listing flyer stuffed in your suit pocket?"

“Professional habits.”

"I heard that you ended up feeding all your commissions to cats?"

"Not entirely."

Jiang Zaixun scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I also bought some things for the Bible with my regular income."

Jin Dayuan flicked away the cigarette ash and laughed out loud:
"Buying a collar for a lioness? Sooner or later, your throat will be bitten off."

When Jiang Zaixun's ears turned red to his neck, the second-hand Kia had already sped across the Han River Bridge.

The glass curtain wall of Apgujeong gradually faded into the old brick wall of Sinchon-dong, and the parking attendant was standing under the parking lot billboard, gesturing at them.

Kang Jae-hoon looked at the huge poster of "Gangnam Style" on the advertisement.

——PSY’s horseback riding dance posture is much more standard than when he was chasing the bus four months ago.

The old brick walls of Sinchon-dong are covered with ivy.

The wild daisies that grew out of the cracks in the asphalt road were trampled all over the place by the crew's staff.

Han Dongyu held the microphone tied with red silk, and the reflection on his forehead could reflect the pigeons circling in the sky.

"Thank you all media friends for taking the time to take the time to speak."

The director's opening remarks were instantly cut into pieces by the sound of shutter clicks.

Kim Dae-won elbowed Kang Jae-hoon and raised his chin towards Han Hye-jin, who was playing the leading female role on the stage:

"This sister came to film right after her wedding."

"Really?"

"The groom is Ki Sung-yueng, a South Korean international footballer who plays for Swansea City in the Premier League. On the wedding day, the Jeonbuk Hyundai Motors bus even drove over as a wedding car."

Jiang Zaixun followed his gaze.

——Half of Han Hye-jin’s platinum necklace was indeed exposed on her neck, swaying like a miniature galaxy in the sunlight.

The shutter sounds subsided for a moment.

Huang Zhengmin weighed the microphone in his palm, ready to accept interviews from reporters.

"Huang Zhengminxi!"

A reporter from Chosun Ilbo took the lead and asked, "Will missing out on the Baeksang Arts Award for Best Actor change your standards for accepting roles?"

“It would be a lie to say I have no regrets.”

He stroked his newly grown stubble and smiled, "But 'New World' made the audience remember the character Ding Qing, which is more real than a trophy."

The reporter from Women's Dong-A turned to Han Hye-jin:
"I'm going back to work on the third day after my wedding. Doesn't your husband have any objections?"

"Ki Sung-yueng said that professionalism is equally important in the Premier League and on film sets." In the shadows behind the scenes.

After hearing Han Hye-jin's answer, Jiang Jae-hoon took out his little notebook and wrote down frantically:
【Han's Crisis PR】

1. Touch the wedding ring first when encountering sensitive issues (to divert attention)

2. Mention your spouse by their professional title (to reinforce a positive image)
3. Tilt your left face 15 degrees when smiling (optimal angle for light and shadow)
……

The opening ceremony ended and the reporters dispersed.

The crew of "When a Man Falls in Love" officially entered work mode.

"Scene 1, shot 1!"

The moment the clapperboard banged, Hwang Jung-min's drooping eyelids suddenly opened.

He sat down in front of the boss with a half-cold sausage in his mouth, and oil dripped from the wooden stick onto the IOU.

On the monitor screen, the frequency of his cheek movements gradually increased.

Every time his Adam's apple rolled, the debtor boss broke out in a layer of cold sweat.

"Taiyi, please give me three more days."

"Xiba."

Huang Zhengmin suddenly threw the sausage away, picked up the gasoline barrel and drank it down.

When the monitor zoomed in for a close-up, it could clearly capture the peristaltic trajectory of the liquid sliding through the esophagus - it was actually iced barley tea mixed with pigment.

The co-star's boss huddled in his chair, trembling, his lines spitting out:

"Gasoline? Are you crazy?!"

Huang Zhengmin swung the gasoline barrel onto the table, and the splashing liquid soaked the account book.

He suddenly grabbed the boss by the back of the neck and pressed down:

"Drink too! If you can't pay back the money, we'll die together!"

The director of photography pushed in a close-up to frame the bulging veins on Hwang Jung-min's temples.

Medium shot cuts to the boss's knees sifting through the bran.

"..."

"Crack!"

Huang Zhengmin instantly let go of his hand and pulled a tissue to wipe the face of his co-star:

"I'm sorry, Senior, I used too much force."

"fine."

His co-star is also a veteran actor - Zhang Guang, the actor who played the principal in "The Crucible".

Second real shot.

Hwang Jung-min crossed his legs and counted the money with his saliva.

When he counted to the thirteenth, he suddenly threw out a stack:
"To pay the children's tuition."

The location where the banknote landed was ten centimeters to the left of what was marked in the script, just blocking the photo of the boss's daughter.

Han Dongyu suddenly grabbed the intercom:

“Close-ups of the banknotes and photos!”

Jiang Zaixun, who was watching the whole process from behind the monitor, quickly added to the record:
【Teacher Hwang Jung-min's impromptu performance】

——Adjust the position of props to guide the camera focus.

After the filming of this scene was completed.

Another shot was taken of Han Taiyi walking out of the shop, leaning against the wall and vomiting out the color-tainted barley tea.

I have to say that Hwang Jung-min was full of drama during his performance, even when he was vomiting.

After watching the whole thing, Jiang Zaixun added in the [Key Points of Vomiting Scene] column:

1. The force of pressing the wall with the left hand is greater than that of supporting the knee with the right hand.

2. The interval between retching is 1.2 seconds per time.

3. Licking the tip of the tongue accompanied by facial twitching.

While waiting to put on makeup.

Huang Zhengmin saw Jiang Zaixun taking notes and slapped him on the back:
"Ah! The key to the vomiting scene is the facial expression management I taught you! Pull your nose down, squint your eyes, and make your nasolabial folds look like three grooves!"

Jiang Zaixun nodded respectfully while madly complaining:

[You just vomited so hard your facial features are all twisted up like a rag, how can you even manage your facial expressions?!]

……

As soon as the lunch boxes were taken away, Kang Jae-hoon squatted against the back wall of the crew's food truck to practice vomiting.

He leaned against the wall with his left hand and pinched his neck with his right hand, imitating the rhythm of Huang Zhengmin's retching:

"Ugh—1.2 seconds—Ugh—"

When he retched for the third time, the stagehand suddenly rushed over:

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the kimchi soup at noon?!"

Jiang Zaixun wiped the non-existent saliva and explained:
"No, no, I'm here."

"Someone come! Someone has food poisoning!"

"."

noon the next day.