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

Chapter 26: The Remaining Warmth of a Broken Pen and an Expired Ticket
Three seconds later the door lock clicked.

The four interviewers had a brief discussion about his performance.

"Vocal monster."

The executive PD turned to the column about Kang Jae-hoon's dubbing experience:
"The three lines are very accurate in terms of emotional control and rhythm progression. No wonder he is a good match for Gru."

The executive PD was acting with Kang Jae-hoon the entire time.

The degree of understanding and evaluation of it will be more intuitive than the other three.

"As for acting, I can only say that a great teacher produces great students."

The producer turned down the air conditioning temperature by two degrees:

"No matter how good your skin is, what can you do if foundation can't cover up sunburn? Jin Yuan was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, not a bricklayer on a construction site."

"A sunburn can be corrected in two hours with makeup."

The casting director tapped Kang Jae-hoon's photo and said, "The problem is his bone structure—his cheekbones are too hard. He doesn't look like a pampered chaebol."

"See the next one first."

Kim Eun-sook drew a spiral question mark in the upper right corner of Kang Jae-hoon's resume: "We'll discuss this after all the actors have finished auditioning."

"Auditioner No. 34—"

When the stagehand unlocked the door, the casting director stuffed Kang Jae-hoon's resume into the waiting area.

Outside the audition room.

The fluorescent lights in the corridor flickered twice.

Just as Jiang Zaixun closed the door, Park Hyung-sik took off and rushed over:
"What took you so long? Which role did you audition for?"

Jiang Zaixun subconsciously took a half step back: "After testing Yin Canrong, he also tested Jin Yuan."

"Tried two?!"

"Ah."

Park Hyung-sik suddenly felt a huge pressure.

New actors usually only have one chance to audition.

The casting director will give the newcomer an audition based on his or her resume and the tone of voice when introducing himself or herself to suit the role.

The fact that he was able to audition for two roles is enough to prove that the casting team had higher-than-expected expectations for his acting versatility.

"Let me breathe some European energy."

As he said that, he grabbed Jiang Jae-hoon's hand.

Kang Ha Neul handed over a bottle of mineral water and asked, "Did you use dialect when testing Jin Yuan?"

"Thank you, using the Seoul accent."

"Did you also learn your impromptu performance from Hwang Jung-min?"

"you mean?"

Jiang Hena's whole body suddenly trembled twice as if in spasm, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and his tongue made a hissing sound as he leaked air, and he switched back to a straight posture in the next second.

She even deliberately smoothed the hem of her clothes with her knuckles, gracefully, as if in slow motion.

Jiang Zaixun stared at Jiang He's textbook-level exaggerated imitation, and suddenly felt that the soles of Huang Zhengmin's leather shoes were more pleasing to the eye.

".I learned this from my senior when I was an internship as a real estate agent."

"Real estate agent?"

"Well, to experience life for a movie role."

“Are you an experiential person?”

".Sort of."

Kang Jae-hoon is not an experiential actor in the strict sense.

It’s just that the roles he played didn’t have many lines, and he had plenty of free time to study the roles.

For example, Hwang Jung-min was also an experiential person in his early days. He once lived and ate with a homeless person for a week in order to shape his character.

Later, after he won the Best Actor award and received more acting offers, his acting approach shifted from experience to method acting.

Kang Ha Neul unlocks his phone and opens Kakao:

"Add me as a friend? Your idea of ​​improvisation is quite interesting."

Jiang Zaixun took out his phone and said, "Okay, we can exchange acting theories later."

Park Hyung-sik quickly put his phone between the two of them and said, "Take me with you!"

Soon, the three of them added each other as Kakao friends.

Jiang Hena suddenly took out his diary:

"Next week, Park Ji-eun's new drama 'My Love from the Star' is recruiting. Want to sign up as a team?"

"sure."

Park Hyung-sik suddenly became serious: "But, if we are both selected for this drama."

He opened his arms and embraced the two of them: "Let's call it the Successor Alliance?"

"Why not call them the audition area survivors?"

"Auditioner No. 35—"

Suddenly, a shout from the stage manager came from the door of the audition room.

"It's my turn!"

Park Hyung-sik quickly straightened his clothes.

"I hope you get the part you deserve."

"Good luck to you." Park Hyung-sik grinned and made a shooting gesture. "If I try to beat Choi Young-do, I'll treat you guys to barbecue."

Wait until Park Hyung-sik disappears from sight.

Jiang Zaixun turned around and asked, "Didn't you say that Choi Young-do was the one who decided on Kim Woo-bin?"

Kang Ha Neul closed his diary:

"Predetermined appointment is not a legal provision."

"Makes sense."

Jiang Zaixun picked up his backpack and retreated to the fire hydrant: "Let's go, I wish you a successful audition."

"Same to you." As the elevator went down, Jiang Jae-hoon took a last look in the direction of the audition room.

The frosted glass reveals Park Hyung-sik's dancing silhouette, like a ferocious little general in a shadow play.
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The cool air from the nanny car's air conditioner was wrapped in the smell of leather.

"How was the audition?"

Jin Dayuan handed a can of ice cola to the back seat with a toothpick hanging from his hand.

Jiang Zaixun took the Coke and reviewed his performance during the audition:

"I feel okay, if there are no minor incidents."

"What episode?"

Jin Dayuan turned around in surprise.

"Is such that--"

Jiang Zaixun recounted how he imitated the real estate agent and pretended to be sick to prevent the conflict from escalating.

"That's a sure thing."

"why?"

Jin Dayuan moved the toothpick from the left corner of his mouth to the right; "There are surveillance cameras in the audition room."

Jiang Zaixun opened the ring of the Coke: "So?"

"A fool feigning illness to save the day is more likable than a madman fighting." Jin Dayuan flicked the rearview mirror at him. "Besides, your audition performance was impressive. Being Hwang Jung-min's apprentice is more effective than ten PR articles."

"But as I was leaving, I kind of glimpsed them putting an X on my skin tone."

Kim Dae-won swerved and turned out of the SBS underground parking lot:
"I'll take you to the dermatology department tomorrow to get a whitening injection."

"No."

"Then take a milk bath. If you stay in the sun for a while, you can act in 'African Mining Diaries'."

"Teacher Hwang Jung-min said"

"He said actors have to sacrifice for their roles! But he didn't say you can play a chaebol with the color of a refugee!"

"..."

When Jiang Zaixun turned into the convenience store, a calico cat was squatting next to the cash register licking its paws.

The clerk nodded at him and said, "We just got some imported canned food today."

"You've gained weight recently."

Jiang Zaixun scratched the cat's chin: "It's time to lose weight."

The calico cat stopped purring and suddenly turned its head to lick its paws.

"snobbish."

Jiang Zaixun smiled and nodded its head: "Give me a can."

"Meow--"

The calico cat followed him to the automatic door.

The sensor beeped and the cat's tail brushed lightly against the leg of his trousers.

The sound-controlled lights in the corridor lit up with the sound of footsteps, and moths made tiny noises as they flew into the plastic lampshade.

The iron gate cut the moonlight into a slanted trapezoid.

The lint remover that Lee Sung-kyung bought last week was still at the door. Kang Jae-hoon squatted in the corridor and rolled three times before he dared to open the door.

The entrance sensor light turns on as the door closes.

Lee Sung-kyung was adjusting her corset in front of a full-length mirror, the metal buckle leaving a light red mark on her waist.

"What's the result?"

The reflection in the mirror didn't look back, and its fingertips continued to struggle with the back buckle.

Jiang Zaixun put his shoes at a 30-degree angle and said, "Wait for notification."

"What role are you trying out for?"

"The chaebol heir."

"laugh--"

The sound of the corset suddenly popping open drowned out her sneer.

"I met two interesting people today: Kang Ha-neul from Central University, and an idol named Park Hyung-sik."

"Park Hyung-sik?" Lee Sung-kyung finally turned around. "Son of Empire?"

"Are you a fan?"

"Their song was played at the gym last week."

"Oh."

Lee Sung-kyung suddenly shook her yoga mat loudly: "It will be free on the 7th of next month."

"what?"

"A family ticket for Seoul Fashion Week has expired."

Jiang Zaixun stared at her back and blinked.

"Expired tickets only allow you to sit in the last row." Lee Sung-kyung added as she rolled the mat to the third circle, "Come if you want."

"Can you see the catwalk clearly in the last row?"

"If you think it's too far, don't come."

Jiang Zaixun hurriedly took the invitation letter that she suddenly flew over.

The gold-stamped font reflected in the light, and the model's name column was handwritten with "Lee Sungkyung".

“Dress formally, but not in an agency polyester suit.”

"Is this an invitation?"

She turned around and slammed the bedroom door: "It's just recycling."

Jiang Zaixun stood at the entrance for a long time holding the invitation.

The sound of a calico cat scratching at the vending machine came from downstairs. The moonlight cast the shadow of the security window on the invitation, as if giving the name "Lee Sungkyung" a silver border.

(End of this chapter)