Top Star Lee Kun-Woo

Seok-jun: Gun Woo, I saw what you came out of. Well done.I 'm sorry I didn't take care of you because of my internal greetings adjustment. Let's talk about the schedule this week. I just need you to get me in the right direction. And check your phone often. I love you.

Gunwoo: Yeah.

It was a very long sentence, but the gunner replied shortly.

Next week, let's drink. Jinhee's alive.

Gunwoo: Yep.

All replied briefly.

I put my handheld phone on my desk and looked out the window. Outside the window, a high school student nearby was smoking cigarettes, and he spit out his elongated sputum. I remembered what my mother used to say because the smoke of cigarettes came into the house. But I don't think you'll understand just because you say it, and not long ago, there was no stopping you because there was an assault. They had been rambling on about their adultery since morning without going to school.

‘You can't just walk into a fight. ’

If it were a Muslim, it would have been a crime in the modern world. There was a way to ignore it, but I didn't like it either.

I thought about Gun Wook for a moment, then laughed, and looked at the cunts. I took my mouth off as I increased my strength.

[Hey.]

One of the archers suddenly tilted his head in shock. It's a phonograph. I could use it because it was well beyond half a year's internal air, but I had to look at the exact location of the subject, and I had a weakness for mouthing off.

I thought it would alter the tone of the pitch. It was easy. He immediately began to make a creepy voice.

[Not enough, not enough, not enough.]

“Ugh, ugh! What? What? Who's there?"

Give me a cigarette, a cigarette. Cigarettes, cigarettes, cigarettes!]

“Ahhhh!”

I was embarrassed by the sound of them ringing in my head, and I threw my cigarette at my face and started running away. He pretended to be strong and spit and spit, but he was only a boy his age. I didn't think cigarettes would be traumatized anymore.

‘I've become childish too. ’

However, such changes did not feel bad.

I was going to go to Mother's shop because I didn't have a date today, but she smiled happily and objected. It was hard because people were gathering, but if Gun Woo showed up, we might have to stop doing business that day. Nowadays, Gun Woo's mother had fun interviewing the crowded reporters. Seeing that my mother was happy, I thought I'd have to work harder.

‘How used to spend time · · · · · · · · ·. ’

I was less than a month busy living, but I also wondered how I had spent so much time before.

I'm trying to meditate, but I got a call from Han Sang-jin.

Gun Woo, I'm sorry you're resting.

“No, I'm not.”

Gun Woo's email must have sent an octet.

“Already?”

Something was noisy over the phone. I heard a number of women's voices, and I thought they were calling out their names.

Quiet! You guys! Sorry. Haha, the kids are a little lively. And we're a little ahead of schedule. This is going to be a little difficult because of the fluctuations. Anyway, I emailed you the details.

“Yes, thank you. ”

When I lost the call, I checked my email on my smartphone. Since Gunwoo was contracted until 9 paintings, it was not long before he appeared. I joined a tremor, but I felt a bit sad.

‘Let's see. ’

Gunu checks his quantity.

“This is a little weird. ”

There were too many of them. I definitely felt like I was paying more attention to Gun Woo's gravity as the action gods decreased, but more metabolism increased.

There were a lot of conversations with Jinhee, but there was a gentle conversation that did not look like an assassin. Dressed as a preliminary outfit, not an assassinated outfit.

It was originally approached to kill Leon, but it was said that the inner conflict began because she was drawn to the heroine's pure, bold appearance.

It would not have been possible if it had been a Muslim. Since childhood, murderers brainwashed with murder weapons could not have been emotional. They smile and kill themselves.

Anyway, the drama seemed like a feeder, but it was not awkward at all because there was enough cake rice on the front. It was about demonstrating the abilities of star writers.

‘Then I'll die next time. ’

That should be a natural descent. There seemed to be a group of people who did not die. Probably killed by Leon, killed by the same assassin, or both. Because I had died, I was more confident than anyone else.

I smiled and checked the shooting schedule.

“It's packed.”

I was supposed to be there tomorrow afternoon, but I had to go to the studio this morning because I was pushed ahead. The subsequent shooting schedule was also a murder schedule, and as always, script reading was omitted.

I did not know Gun Woo, but the reaction of the car that was broadcast this time changed a lot. He was still occupying real-time search queries, but he was becoming more talkative than ever before. They also reported a 7% increase in viewership compared to last time. Even though the cables were in the air these days, it was great enough to call them that.

And it was even more encouraging to start over.

‘Let's practice. ’

I look at the script. I can memorize the flow just by looking at it. I tried to picture myself walking along the street and looking at the heroine with calm eyes. Just by closing my eyes and painting the landscape, I was able to operate the Jade Swordsman.

I felt like I missed you. It was not in his memory, but it was definitely not the first time I had experienced it.

Noisy street noise.

A little cold.

A floating lantern.

Such an image came to mind. I think someone is next to me, but I can't remember. The warmth that filled his chest momentarily left him wide awake.

"I don't know."

It was too bad I couldn't remember any more. However, the feelings I felt now seemed to be good for him and for the Jade Shrine Maker.

And I felt like I could be in the picture in a good mood.

“I'm an actor too. ”

I laughed at myself for saying that.

* * *

The recording was at the LBS Production Center. Now it was a habit to get up early in the morning, so it didn't bother me much. Instead, Han Sang-jin looked tired. At the moment, there is a personnel renovation in YS, so Han Sang-jin was in charge of the staff. Cody was recruiting a well-recognized stylist from a foreign country. Codies were nervous because of that.

I got in my car and arrived at the production center. I went to Studio A and waited, and the first thing I saw was busy staff moving. I also saw Tae Yoo Kim holding coffee.

“Greetings, Director. ”

“Oh, you've got a gun. You're early. It's not so awkward now, is it? ”

“Yeah, it was a little awkward the last time I was here, but it's okay now. ”

“Haha, you're a natural actor. Don't forget me later. ”

“How could I forget you? ”

According to Gun Woo, Taeyu Kim smiled happily.