Top Star Lee Kun-Woo

Inspiring models are rare. I thought that the only model to go beyond that and awaken even new senses was Gun. There were many good cases of models that went through his hands, and he had predicted whether the model would succeed or fail in filming. And most of the predictions were correct.

Steven was convinced that the man in front of him would be greater than anyone else.

Everyone will be fascinated by his appearance.

Steven's breathing sounds rough. It looks a little dangerous on the outside, so the staff around you flinch away from Steven.

The shoot was finished in a good atmosphere. It could have ended sooner, but Steven's personal greed made it take longer. Steven was quite moved by the fact that Gun Woo's focus was not at all distracted, but that he was actively communicating with himself.

I was also surprised that the English language had suddenly become quite classy.

‘I thought no one was smarter than her, but the world is wide. ’

That's what Steven thought. He was also a genius, and he made quite a name for himself at a young age, but he was ordinary compared to her.

After the shoot, Steven offered Gunu a meal. I wanted to postpone the plane ticket, but unfortunately I had to go back quickly. It was because of the preparation of the private photo exhibition, and it was one of the biggest reasons why I was reluctant to come to Korea. Although he came in as a threat rather than a threat, he recently rated it as the most satisfying thing he had done.

“I'm sorry. My schedule is... ”

“Oh, right. Gun Woo, never mind. ”

“Let's have a drink next time we have time. ”

“Oh, that's good. ”

Having a lot of conversation with Gunwoo made me quite comfortable. Steven thought Gunu had a comforting atmosphere.

‘Not a model. ’

Steven remembers Gunu was an actor. It turns out there is a awards ceremony at the broadcasting convention today. It was Steven who even decided to take a look at the drama where Gunwoo appeared.

Steven has Gunu's personal contact information. I felt bad about not SNS, but had better personal contact information I don't know what she has to do with her, but if she's going to do something like this on her own, there must be something deep he doesn't know about. That's what Steven thought. Despite that, I wanted to personally Gun Woo and try again.

Should we reschedule? Well, you might be a little tired, but it might be possible. ’

Steven glances back at Gunu as he leaves. The expression "magical charm" was best suited to Gunu. I feel sorry for those who have been stuck with that modifier so far.

He looked at his smartphone and it rang terribly. He was the one who sent him here. This was the second time that contact came first.

Steven thought he had a long life ahead of him.

I took a deep breath and pressed the call button. It was bad for my heart if I didn't take this deep breath before the call.

“Hahaha! I told you to call in the middle, didn't I? I'm sorry, I've been working so hard. Well, it just ended. How was it? ”

Steven glances back at Gunu for a moment and shuts up. The reaction from him had already been determined.

“Fantastic. Of course? You two know each other? You don't seem to know much about gunplay. Why are you calling me so friendly? Oh, yeah? Yeah, yeah, yeah. Uh, mm-hmm. Oh, okay. I'll send it right away. I'm thinking of staying in Korea a little longer. I'll be back.”

Steven's sweating cold. Then, when I saw her voice that was a little bit more excited than usual, my mouth was painted.

“Oh, what's up? No way, haha. Ugh, haha, tsh, no nonsense? Not useless · · · beauty, sorry! Hahahaha! Help me. I don't want to die yet. ”

Steven felt good inside. I think I finally found her weakness. I was always in a position, but I thought I could create a countermeasure.

‘Too bad it's not a video call. ’

Critically, she seemed quite cute now. Steven thought that something even more interesting was going to happen in the future.

* * *

It was raining.

Gunu realizes that he is holding the sword. Unlike the sword in the memory, it rusts and falls out of its teeth. It wasn't the uniform I always wore. He was wearing a black robe.

His eyes were fixed on someone. I can see a Muslim in a shroud in front of me from afar.

A man who resembles the eyes of a ferocious snake.

He looks at himself with frightened eyes, one arm missing. The distorted face was filled with only pain.

“Yes, you! You are afraid of heaven, to renounce your justice as a white Dowager! ”

You hear a voice screaming as if it were a thunderstorm.

“If the sky isn't afraid, it's a lie. However, if there is true justice in your dealings, will the heavens not help you? ”

“You arrogant bastard! I'm going to kill every single one of you in pain! ”

I laughed at that shout. Everything I had been thinking about was gone. I can see the booze on his waist. The drink that felt warm was the drink he had been waiting for.

I swore an oath to give up everything for him.

This sword, this body, and this heart were all sworn in.

So there can be no hesitation.

There was no sword, body, and mind.

“Then I'll be going, Gold Coven. Next time, your neck will fly, not your arms. ”

“Joo, kill him! ”

The Muslims around him rushed to Gun Woo as soon as the man who called Gun Woo the Golden Coven shouted.

They were never ordinary Muslims. Rigorous subjugation, symbols to confirm the massive crease, and traces of the rising balloons felt from the pavement.

However, Gungu did not shrink at all. Rather, I only looked at them with pity that they were about to die.

How can a person be so greedy for profit? How can a man be so cruel for power?

As the heavens and the mountains remain unchanged, so does man. Maybe even that was the nature of nature. Then it would be only natural to kill them.

Gun Woo's hand moves. A sword rising from the sword split the waist of two men at the same time. Sword baptism spills, but the defensive herbs are not drunk. Not all of them had feasts enough to pierce his self-defense.

As Gun Woo reaches out his hand, one of the prowling swordsmen is sucked into his hand.

“Cough, cough! ”

“Huh, empty food!? ”

Gunu gives his hand strength and the neck of the swordsman snaps in one fell swoop. The inspection fell to the floor as it was cut.

The slow-moving arm walks toward the man. All the raindrops that were pouring out around Gun Woo evaporated. The rain that touched the burning sword became cloudy water vapor and covered his body.

“Don't, stop! ”

Gun Woo's body shakes. It was like an arrow as you shot down the street in an instant.

Squeak! Phew!

As he passed by several times, his one-armed man approached him. The Muslims, who were in protective posture behind him, stood still. The moment Gun Woo lowers his sword, their bodies explode and disappear.

“Sa, saga · · · · · · · ·! ”

The one-armed man only shouts so falsely.

Gunu stares at him, and he throws his sword to the ground.

“Sa, help me! I didn't mean to! ”

“I understand. It should not exist in taxes. ”

“Well, then. ”

The moment I saw Gun Woo's cold eyes, his face turned pale.

“How many people must die to be satisfied? Let's end this.”

“Ugh, ahhhh! ”

His throat falls. I look at him with a sad look on his face. Power and greed did not make a man human. Even more so in this age.

Will a time of peace ever come? I wondered what he would do if he died and was reborn and lived in a peaceful age.

He walks to the barn. When you open the door to the barn, you see someone trembling.

“· · · Why? ”

“I'm out of booze. ”

He showed me the bottle of mussels and said so. The face of the person who was blurring his eyes.

“Here we are. ”

Gunu's eyes open with his voice. I blinked at him and looked at him.

“Did I sleep? ”

“You deserve to be tired. Get some sleep in the dungeon. ”

He was clearly on his way to the vehicle and, as always, was conducting internal affairs. I went to the prison to be styled and rested a bit before participating in the festivities. I photographed for a while, but I was not burdened by my body and mind at all.

"Do you remember?"

I was sure it was not a dream, but a memory I had forgotten. I couldn't figure out why he was aiming his sword at the same white grove. But I had no regrets at all.

More than that, a blurry face touched his heart.

Gun Woo's expression hardened. Above all, a strange feeling of pain rose from my heart.

I tried to recall, but I didn't recall seeing the fog.

“Are you okay? You're not sick? ”

“Oh, yeah. I'm a little numb.”

“Haha, that's how you are. You've been so superhuman lately. ”

He lets out his emotions, exhaling deeply. There seemed to be more going on in his life than he thought.

I lived unevenly and died in agony. What was the meaning of life in that? If it had been, it might have been that blurry face.

‘You'll find out one day. ’

I was sure of that. Gun purged a lot of thoughts and stopped by the prison.

It was not a film festival, but it was also the most eye-catching event of the year. Since the entry, many journalists will be coming, especially Gun Woong has been receiving the most attention now. Since his debut, Gunu has been exploding interest in whether or not he can receive the target.

The Moonlight Lake's viewership rate, Gunwoo's crazy acting, was a general opinion that the target was certain, but the broadcaster's awards were intertwined and could not be predicted. Until last year, I frowned at the audience with the sharing ceremony.

Anyway, it was important in many ways, so I had to care from head to toe. I did not expect to receive the gunning award, but I prepared the award.

Gunu received everything from YS's main stylist, including hair styling. There were a lot of people who went through his hands, most of whom were on the topic. Hanbyol Airport Fashion, which had recently been a topic of conversation, was also his work. Among actors belonging to YS, Seok-jun took care of everything from head to toe.

End of Awards Ceremony