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

Chapter 25: Air Pat Head Kill
The air vent in the audition room was pointed directly at the back of Jiang Zaixun's neck, causing his sunburn to itch unbearably.

Kim Eun-sook pushed the iPad flat to the corner of the table, and the surveillance footage froze at the moment when he rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth.

"Explain."

Kim Eun-sook tapped the screen with her fingers, and her nails made a crisp sound against the tempered glass.

Jiang Zaixun's Adam's apple rolled three times before he bowed 90 degrees and spoke:
"Improvisational class assignments relieve the stress of waiting for performances."

The executive PD suddenly sneered:

"Hwang Jung-min taught you to scam people in the audition area?"

At this moment, Jiang Zaixun suddenly realized that his actions would directly affect Huang Zhengmin's reputation.

He bent down even lower as he thought of this: "I'm sorry, it was all my own decision."

"Okay, introduce yourselves."

"Inside."

Jiang Zaixun stood up and said: "Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Zaixun, I graduated from the Department of Acting of Seoul University of Arts in 09, and I have participated in

His basic information was already in the hands of several auditioners opposite him, and the self-introduction was just a symbolic process.

End of introduction.

The casting director pulled a page out of a folder and pushed it over:
"Be ready in three minutes."

Kang Jae-hoon thanked the stage manager who delivered the script.

This scene is a quarrel between Yoon Chan-young and Lee Bo-na on the rooftop.

The heroine Cha Eun-sang is the origin of this conflict - the plot is that Lee Bo-na makes trouble and Yoon Chan-young coaxes her.

Jiang Zaixun scanned the script three times.

The lines were much less than he had imagined, only three sentences in total.

Yoon Chan-young, portrayed by Kim Eun-sook, is a gentle and tolerant boyfriend.

Li Baona is tsundere and cute.

When it comes to tsundere, the image of Lee Sung Kyung instantly comes to Kang Jae-hoon's mind.

"Hey."

"Promotional giveaway."

"Shut up!"

"..."

With the character prototype substitution.

The plot of the performance came naturally to his mind.

Three minutes later.

Jiang Zaixun raised his hand to indicate that he was ready.

The executive director picked up Lee Bo Na's lines to act with Kang Jae Hoon:

"Yun Chanyoung! Why are you eating with Cha Eunsang again? You're obviously my boyfriend!"

Jiang Zaixun mistook the prop chair for Li Baona's stomping position. He bent down to pick up the non-existent schoolbag:

"Bo Na, Eun Sang is my friend."

He paused mid-sweep, his knuckles curling and uncurling. "And she just transferred to another school."

"friend?"

The executive director suddenly raised his voice:

"Friends need to go to school together, eat together, and go home together every day? Do you like her?"

The air suddenly became quiet for two seconds.

Jiang Zaixun's Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed a sigh that was not marked in the script, his right hand hanging twenty-five centimeters above the prop chair.

This is the perfect height to touch Lee Sung Kyung's head.

"Bona"

He deliberately dragged out the ending tone like melted caramel, and his suspended palm finally fell: "Do you know?"

The fingertips slightly contracted as they passed through the air, as if they were actually touching fine, soft hair.

"You look like a livid kitten when you're jealous?"

“W-what?!”

The PD's lines were stuck for half a second, and Kang Jae-hoon had already turned his head to the right, as if he had predicted that Lee Bo-na would turn her head.

His hand, suspended in the air, slid down and accurately grasped the non-existent wrist bone at a height of 1.2 meters above the ground.

"Let's go."

He quickly switched to a clear voice and shook his wrist: "I'll take you to eat strawberry ice cream. By the way, I'll explain it to you a hundred times-"

"I only like you."

The last half of the line was crushed by him in the corners of his raised mouth, and the smile in his dimples rippled gently.

The air conditioner in the audition room suddenly switched to ventilation mode.

Mixed in with the buzzing sound was the rustling sound of the executive PD flipping through Kang Jae-hoon's resume again.

The casting director's ballpoint pen drew three circles in the "Tenderness Value" column. Screenwriter Kim Eun-sook unrolled the lead from her mechanical pencil and then pressed it back in:
"Was the head-patting action an improvisation?"

"Yes, because I think this can reduce the sharpness of the quarrel and is more in line with the image of the character Yin Chanrong created by the author Nim."

"What about the prolonged tone design?"

Kim Eun-sook continued to ask.

"Using a helpless tone to balance Bona's impatience prevents the character from appearing cowardly."

After Jiang Zaixun finished speaking, the four of them exchanged opinions in a low voice.

The casting director rummaged through the folder again and pulled out a piece of paper, handing it over:

“Try this.”

Jiang Zaixun took the script and glanced at it.

This is the scene of the male protagonist Kim Tan's brother Kim Won - confronting his father Kim Nam Yoon in the office.

Kang Jae-hoon's understanding of chaebols is limited to fragments of information reported in the media.

There is absolutely no acting experience or reference material.

This passage in the script mainly shows Jin Yuan's forbearance - restraining his anger.

There are many characters that only target this emotional archetype, such as Samsung Ninja King Lee Jae-yong who suffered from appendicitis in prison due to enduring pain.

cough--

Closer to home.

Modern chaebols are not much different from ancient princes and aristocratic families. Jiang Jae-hoon can completely refer to the prototypes of some princes who are suspected by their fathers and coveted by their younger brothers.

Such as the Crown Prince Li Shen who was in charge of the Sidao Sect.

In this way, it doesn't seem difficult to understand the psychology of the character Jin Yuan.

After a moment, Jiang Zaixun indicated that he was ready.

The executive PD lowered his voice and imitated the voice of an elderly man to act for him:

"Because of your sentimentality, profit margins fell 0.3% this quarter."

Jiang Zaixun lowered his eyes and stared at his "father" in the void, the ballpoint pen in his right hand hovering five centimeters above the table:

"...You checked my private account?"

The ballpoint pen spun half a circle between his fingers and suddenly stopped.

"Even the money I spend on my mother's medicine is being monitored?"

As he finished speaking, Jiang Zaixun's index finger joint pressed against the bulge of the pen cap, and the muscles in his forearm suddenly tensed.

The crisp sound of "click" mixed with the lines of the executive PD exploded at the same time——

"Machines don't need emotions."

The broken pen case rolls onto the "operating cost" figure.

Jiang Zaixun marked the report with a broken pen as if he was dissecting a cold corpse.

When he opened his eyelids, the cold air from the air conditioner blew away his bangs, revealing his tanned forehead.

"understood."

He chewed the line between his teeth, and the tip of his tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth, bringing out a breathy sound.

"Thorn-"

He inserted the broken pen into the paper.

The executive PD was slow to respond to the last prompt.

Jiang Zaixun waited for two seconds, and sneered from his nose:

"So, I'm your own machine, right?"

After the performance.

The Executive PD held the broken ballpoint pen up to the light and examined it carefully: "Breaking the pen was also improvisation?"

"Uh, the refill is too brittle."

Jiang Zaixun scratched his head and said, "If I change it to a Pilot pen, maybe it will be more in line with the consumption level of the chaebol?"

The casting director suddenly laughed, earning a glare from the producer.

"Why choose physical destruction props?"

"Breaking a pen is more in line with Jin Yuan's restraint than throwing documents."

Jiang Zaixun glanced at the executive PD and threw the broken pen into the trash can: "He lost control after forbearance to the extreme."

The producer stared at his sunburned neck and frowned - a chaebol heir would not have the color difference of a migrant worker.

"Well, thanks for the audition. You can go back first."

Jin Eun-sook looked up at him and said, "The results will be notified within three days."

"Yes."

Jiang Zaixun bowed and left.

(End of this chapter)