I Dumped Her Not Knowing That She Was My Favorite

127. Variable

“Kaaa!”

He was lying on a soft bed, wrapped in a blanket, but he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Doya… Why on earth are you doing this…

Why do you recommend something like that to Pingtukdan!

I guess he said that because he had something in mind, right?

Isn’t it? Rather, did you just bring that up without much thought because there was nothing to talk about?

Either way, internal injuries were the same.

And even though my appearance only lasts about 5 seconds, I rudely told the idiots not to show off…

After sending a text message telling her to please stop, Do-ah did not bring up the topic anymore.

Even though I keep watching the broadcast, I feel worried.

If I become really famous, won’t I have time to watch broadcasts?

Let alone other people bothering you, if you are scheduled on the day of Luca’s concert…

Perfect evangelism.

Even though I gave Doa an original song as a gift, I couldn’t see it.

I thought it could be a so-called act of only doing good things for others.

No, no, no. I have to say that I can’t work that day.

I had to avoid that at all costs.

Light pink hair sways across the screen.

[Me? If I were to say my goal for this year, um… Isn’t it to make Closer a bigger hit?]

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[My goal is to show you a better side of myself as a proud idol!]

Seeing her answer energetically makes me feel better too.

Me too… If I become a public figure, do I think I can have that kind of power over someone else?

Of course, Luca’s concert may be the starting point, but if this goes well and continues, I will also need a goal.

Where on earth am I going?

Even while watching a broadcast, part of my mind draws a picture of the future.

If everything goes well, it’s difficult.

I didn’t think I would feel good again if I failed.

No matter what the field, the fact that I failed in the challenge itself was an unchangeable fact.

[Yes! Then, shall we start the game now?]

Luca and Pingtukdan smile brightly and exchange tiki-taka.

…Once you do it a little more, you will get an estimate.

I thought it was too early to discuss the rise and fall.

* * *

The second shooting was on a school set, not an alley.

All staff members outside on a very cold day were wearing hats and gloves.

“Cut!”

Everyone on site is busy.

“Huh? Taemin! Hello!”

A woman smiling broadly and lowering her head.

“Ah. Yes. Hello.”

This person who played the heroine Hye-rin… What was her name…?

Unfortunately, I couldn’t remember her name, so I slightly bowed my head and accepted her greeting.

“Mr. Taemin. “The response is really hot these days, right?”

“Ah… Well… Thank you.”

I, who had always responded with an iron wall to women except Do-ah, felt that these moments were too burdensome.

No matter what, she is a business partner.

Sailors on the same ship.

I shouldn’t have been so mean to her outright.

My manager also told me that it was important to be as courteous as possible since this was the stage of establishing my image, so I still had to do the best I could.

“It would have been nice if the director had given us a little more part so we could have worked together more. “But I think it was a really good thing that we got to do it together today.”

“I see…”

There is an awkward silence.

“Jiseon! “I’ll go straight to the next scene!”

When her associate came and took her away, she gave me her eye smile and disappeared behind her camera.

“Mr. Taemin. “Aren’t you cold?”

The manager walking from afar was holding a cup of warm coffee in his hand.

“Ah. “I’m fine.”

“I’ll at least drink this. “Looking at it today, it looks like we’ll be filming outside all day long.”

In fact, I wore a thin school uniform because I didn’t know when I would be filmed.

I was wearing padding on top, but this was only for a moment.

When called, I had to immediately take off my clothes and run in front of the camera.

The main characters working hard on the other side.

My manager and I watched the scene from a little distance away.

“How was the acting class?”

“Ah. “It was just… Ok…”

What can I say? I couldn’t shake the feeling that the acting class that took place yesterday and the two days before was a struggle.

How can I act well?

What are the basics of acting?

I was never given the opportunity to learn such things.

Practical, compressed classes for the shooting that is right in front of you.

Just like in high school, ‘SAT! It was clear that the level was ‘Let’s go in knowing this!’

“If you react like that, we’re going to be a little disappointed, right? “The instructor taught many famous actors.”

I thought it would be better to choose silence than to ask who did it and then end up feeling awkward because I didn’t know.

“But the teacher said that it probably wouldn’t be a big problem, so I believe you will do well today.”

So that means it wasn’t just something you said.

I thought it was just encouragement for beginners because the teacher kept saying that you were doing really well and that it was really good.

I thought that my acting was of such a poor quality that it could not be used.

“I… But…”

Since the waiting time was longer than the filming time anyway, I secretly asked the manager what I was curious about.

“If this goes well, will I continue acting?”

The manager placed his mouth on the paper cup and white breath came out from his mouth.

“Hmm… Actually, in the case of rookies, it is difficult to give a definite answer as to what will happen.”

“In the case of idol trainees who have gone through a long period of formal training, they have a plan planned out to some extent, but Taemin is not that kind of case.”

“What Taemin can do. The potential that Taemin has. “Future activities will be decided through the meeting, including how the public will perceive Taemin.”

That is. In short, you’re saying you don’t even know.

“Still, if you give us a shot here, there’s a high probability that the plan will go to the actor side, right?”

The manager with a kind smile massaged my shoulders as if to cheer me up.

My name is called at the same time.

“Taemin! “I’m going to start filming!”

The manager took the padding I was wearing and I followed the staff’s instructions and moved to a place like the back of the warehouse.

Shin Gyu-min.

A character that made me freak out while watching the drama.

I felt very strange because he was actually standing in front of me.

There was no time to exchange friendly greetings.

“If you give me your autograph, I’ll let you in right away!”

“I’m going to shoot!”

“Action!”

Shin Shin-min slowly approaches me.

With a very solemn face, I waited for him to speak.

“…Kim Eo-jin.”

His face, which seemed to be filled with venom at the same topic, seemed quite believable to me.

“What?”

“Did it really have to be that way?”

“Haa…”

Sentences that have been repeated dozens of times flow out of my mouth mechanically.

“Please don’t climb. Uh?”

Lift your index finger and press Shin Gyu-min’s head.

“Understand the topic and take action. “Why do you keep being so annoying to people when you can’t even say a word properly?”

The acting he did in front of Doa became even more detailed and sharp.

Shin Gyu-min bites his lips tightly.

“…I am also human.”

He lowers his head slightly and mutters quietly.

“I’m human too! “You bastard!”

He vented his anger towards me and then quickly took a deep breath.

“Cut!”

As soon as the director gave a signal, he looked like he was going to cry, but he regained his composure.

If I continue to do this job, I will always have to suffer from this tension.

I looked toward the director with the mindset of a student receiving a homework test.

After reviewing the footage again, the director stroked his chin and then nodded and shook his head.

“Good! Let’s move on to the next scene!”

There wasn’t much praise, but the fact that I passed in one go made me feel good.

Was it true that the acting teacher was really helpful?

When the manager moved to his new seat, he ran over to me and handed me a padding, and fortunately we were able to enter the school.

The next scene is where a group of people plot a plot inside the classroom.

Because it was still a part where I pretended to be unlucky, there seemed to be no problem with the acting itself.

I thought the other actors would just move on because they thought it was natural.

“I’ll just go again!”

The assistant director, who was looking at the screen, runs towards us.

“We’ll go again like that, and Ara will say her lines with Taemin’s arms folded.”

“Yes?”

It was a scene that was not specified in the script.

I was so embarrassed that I gave a somewhat clueless answer and the assistant director looked at me with a slightly annoyed expression.

“We’ll just go ahead and start filming with Ara and Taemin with their arms folded.”

This… This wasn’t in the script…?

An actor named Ara is coming closer and closer.

She slightly lowered her head towards me and wrapped my arm around hers.

“Is this okay?”

She looks at the camera as if she doesn’t care about my opinion.

The director raised his thumb high in affirmation.

…Doa’s face keeps flashing in the corner of my eyes.