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

Chapter 5 Homecoming
"Nanzhen is finished!"

After enduring twenty days of torment from the Thai weather, Kang Jae-hoon finally reached the wrap-up day.

The assistant director handed him the wilted plastic flowers.

Before Jae-hoon could thank him, Hwang Jung-min grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and dragged him in front of Yoon Je-jun.

"Director, my cub is pretty good, right?"

After saying that, Jiang Jae-hoon was kicked by Huang Zhengmin.

Jiang Zaixun reacted and immediately bowed 90 degrees to Director Yin Jijun:

"Thank you for your guidance during this period, Director."

Yin Jijun noticed the dark red V-shaped mark on the collar of his tactical uniform and nodded imperceptibly:

"Your name is Jiang Zaixun, right?"

"Yes!"

"good."

Some things just need to be mentioned briefly. It is enough to make Yoon Ji-jun remember Kang Jae-hoon.

"I'll go see him off."

"it is good."

When Hwang Jung-min was helping Kang Jae-hoon pack his luggage, he suddenly found a bottle of sunscreen spray in the compartment.

"Oh, didn't you bring it?"

Jiang Jae-hoon: “…”

"Confiscated."

Huang Zhengmin put the sunscreen spray into his pocket:

"Meihui is going to perform Macbeth next Saturday. You will play Lady Macduff."

"Okay. Eh?"

"Except for Lady Macbeth, who is a woman, all other roles are played by men."

"Oh"

The air conditioning in the airport jet bridge gives me goose bumps.

Hwang Jung-min handed him the boarding pass:

"Passport folder page three. I'm going home to rest today and will go to the drama club rehearsal tomorrow."

"clear."

Seoul is experiencing a late spring cold snap.

The cold April breeze at Incheon Airport extinguished the remaining heat that Kang Jae-hoon had left in Thailand.

When the taxi ran over the Han River Bridge.

Kang Jae-hoon searched on his phone and found out that Lady Macduff needed to master Scottish swear words and the gait of a court lady.
It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when the car arrived at the downstairs of the apartment building.

He looked up at Lee Sung-kyung's room - the lights were still on there.

"The Bible—"

"Where's the soul?"

Although the mask on Lee Sung-kyung's face perfectly concealed her expression, the light in her eyes could not be hidden.

“The sensor light in the corridor has actually been repaired.”

"That's the lightbulb I changed."

"Oh--"

Jiang Zaixun squatted on the ground, opened the suitcase, and pulled out the elephant pattern beach pants:
“A Thai specialty for the Bible!”

"Throw it away."

“This is traditional Thai handicraft!”

Lee Sung-kyung grabbed the label of her beach pants and squinted her eyes:

“It says Made in China.”

".Huaxia clothing is extremely breathable!"

"You keep it for yourself as a rag."

"It can be used as pajamas!"

"Kang Jae-hoon."

"Ok?"

"Go take a shower, you're stinky."

"..."

Speaking of which, this was the most comfortable bath Jiang Jae-hoon had taken in the past month.

Especially a hot bath.

When he cleaned up the bathroom and came out, the light in Li Jingcheng's bedroom was off.

There is a box of AmorePacific aloe vera gel on the coffee table in the living room.

And the elephant-print beach shorts were nowhere to be found.

The next morning.

"The water heater assassin is on strike today?"

Jiang Zaixun asked, peeking out from the bathroom with a towel on his head.

Lee Sung-kyung looked at the fashion magazine without even looking up:

"You got up seven minutes late."

"I have to report to the drama club today."

"so?"

"Borrow some concealer to cover sun marks"

"The third one from the left on the second layer." Upon hearing this, Jiang Jae-hoon pulled out a toothpaste-like aluminum tube from the acrylic storage box, squeezed out a dollop and smeared it on his face.

My face in the mirror immediately turned a strange blue-gray color.

“Oh, the Bible, isn’t this right?”

Li Jingjing saw that his face looked like a wall splashed with cement, and immediately used a magazine to cover the corners of his mouth.

"That's nail polish base gel, can't you tell left from right?"

"Ashi."

Jiang Zaixun turned the faucet to the highest level, and the sound of rubbing his face was like peeling a catfish.

"come over."

Lee Sung-kyung snapped the magazine shut and squeezed concealer onto her fingertips: "Look up."

Jiang Jae-hoon was forced to tilt his neck back.

"do not move."

"I didn't move."

"My eyelashes are shaking like a cramp."

The scent of citrus mixed with lavender filled his nose, and Jiang Zaixun stared blankly at the feather necklace dangling from her collar. Li Jingjing suddenly pressed his cheekbone harder:

"If you keep looking around, I'll dig your eyes out."

"What kind of incense do you use in the Bible?"

"Shut up."

"..."

After a moment, Lee Sung-kyung took a step back to examine the work.

Jiang Zaixun's tan marks were edited into an ambiguous light brown, as if someone had gently bitten them.

"Oh, Bible, I forgot to tell you yesterday that I have an agent!"

Li Jingcheng took out a wet towel from under the coffee table and wiped her hands:

"So he helped you negotiate a few announcements?"

"Uh"

"That's zero."

Jiang Jae-hoon was speechless and went to the door to change his shoes silently.

Li Jingjing suddenly stuffed a few bags of instant ginseng tea into his arms: "For the seniors in the drama club."

"The Bible is the most—"

“Shut up, you’re going to be late.”

The moment the security door closed, Jiang Zaixun peeked through the crack again and asked, "Do you want to eat kimchi pot tonight?"

“I don’t eat kimchi.”

"What about the army hot pot?"

"Let's talk again."

The security door was slammed with a deafening roar.

Li Jingcheng stood at the window and peeked down - the man was stumbling over the stairs and almost hit the lamppost.

She bit her lower lip to stifle her laughter and stuffed her elephant beach shorts into the washing machine.

"Beep beep beep——"

The sound of car horns suddenly pierced the morning mist.

When Jiang Zaixun turned his head, he almost hit the rearview mirror - a white van with "Chenghao Fried Chicken" printed on it was running over the curb.

The driver's window suddenly rolled down, and Jin Dayuan raised his chin while biting a toothpick:
"boarding."

Jiang Jae-hoon curled up his long legs and squeezed into the passenger seat.

The carriage was filled with the sticky smell of sauce and grease, but Jiang Zaixun didn't care at all:
"How did you know my address?"

"You said that at the airport yesterday."

Just as Jiang Zaixun was about to speak, a plastic-covered booklet suddenly fell on his knees.

"That lousy Shayya show you're going to star in—"

"Shakespeare!"

"Whatever it is, I prepared this for you."

Jiang Zaixun looked down at the crooked big words on the manual - "Peninsula Dialect Quick Guide".

Don’t underestimate the peninsula’s small size.

However, the core dialect system is divided into six types, and if further subdivided, there may be more than twenty types.

"From Jeolla Province to Jeju Island, twenty-three different pronunciations."

Jin Dayuan raised his eyebrows proudly at Jiang Zaixun and said:
"I don't understand drama, but I know the Chungcheong Province crying tone and Gyeongsang Province cursing tone, which can get you at least three more close-ups."

Jiang Zaixun turned to the seventh page of the manual. Next to the Jeolla dialect was a simple drawing of an old woman blowing smoke rings:

"Isn't this my ex-girlfriend?"

"Bullshit! This is the bathhouse owner who scrubbed Cho Seung-woo's back in Tazza. She got three close-up shots back then with the line 'Don't drink up all the footbath water, you bastard!'"

Jiang Zaixun's fingertips stroked the ink under the plastic film: "Drama should use standard language."

"Standardized English is useless! Look at those unpopular scenes in movies. Which one uses Standardized English? Your teacher's line in 'New World' a while ago: 'Skinny old men, let's go together!' Who doesn't know that?"

Hwang Jung-min has many famous scenes playing Ding Qing in "New World".

But the only things that stood out were the "Elevator God of War" and the plastic-sounding Chinese language - "skinny old men".

Jiang Zaixun suddenly turned to the blank page of the Jeju Island chapter: "Why is there no content here?"

"I can't learn the Jeju dialect."

[PS: The contract will be signed this afternoon. Those who want to make some money can invest.]

(End of this chapter)