Chapter 141
Chapter 141
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 141
Chapter Title: Movie Set Visit
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“So, you’re here because you want to do an interview?”
[Yes, I saw that you write articles in this field.]
The story I heard from the Manager-nim was a bit absurd.
“Huh, I never thought I’d get an offer like that in my life.”
It was a request to write an article right away—could I possibly do an interview?
And just me, solo.
I guess landing success with my original song brings offers like this.
[What do you think? It doesn’t seem like a bad idea.]
“An article? Hmm…”
It’s not bad, sure.
But do I really need to?
Things are going great without it, and who knows what that reporter might write.
Having seen a lot of media, I’m honestly a bit negative about reporters.
“I think I can pass on it.”
[Alright, then I’ll turn it down.]
“You’re agreeing just like that?”
Didn’t the Manager-nim usually welcome stuff like this? It could even be seen as an opportunity, but he’s reacting so calmly even though I’m the one turning it down.
[I’d say go for it, but if you don’t want to, then no.]
“Oh, so now I’m getting some real preferential treatment?”
[We’ve always treated you well. It’s just that you handle everything so well on your own, so we leave it to you.]
“Being trusted feels pretty good.”
[You’ve earned it. Anyway, are you going to keep doing that on stream?]
“Ah, Three Kingdoms?”
There’s only one “that” on my recent streams—the Three Kingdoms game—so I could instantly guess what the Manager-nim meant.
“More wouldn’t hurt, right?”
The year-end live hasn’t been long ago, so in my opinion, another week is fine.
[No, that’s not it. It’s just… there seem to be a lot of complaints.]
“Haha, you’ve still got a ways to go, Manager-nim.”
[In what way?]
Complaints? Those guys… they’re just “newbies,” aren’t they?
The people already used to me are watching like it’s no big deal.
From my perspective, I’m going to do this fleecing ants thing once or twice more anyway.
If someone’s going to drop out, better they leave early.
And above all…
“I’ll keep it up until no one’s asking me to turn on my cam.”
That’s the real issue lately.
I’m a VTuber, but they keep asking me to show my face?
Banning them only works once or twice.
Plus, even if I ban words, netizens in our country just talk around it.
Now that attention’s spiked, it’s the perfect time to fleece the ants.
[That is a problem…]
The Manager-nim let out a sigh, like he’d been worried about it too.
“Eh, no need to stress too much.”
Most of the influx doesn’t even know I’m a VTuber—they’re just here for the red pill, or maybe the calm lake vibes.
They’ll weed themselves out naturally, and the stream will stabilize.
[Like always, I trust you’ll handle it well. Even with the fleecing, growth is steady.]
“Right? Especially on NerTube.”
Truth is, while live streams are in fleecing mode, NerTube’s different.
No need to fleece there—it’s climbing weight classes on its own.
And the calm lake newcomers mostly start with the Miro NerTube channel instead of lives, so views are shooting up steeply.
[At this rate, you might hit a million subs.]
“A million? Whoa, that’s still far off.”
Halfway there? Dream big.
Though at this growth rate, 500K is coming soon.
[It’ll happen someday. High expectations.]
“If the expectations get too high, I might go ghost.”
[…Please don’t even joke about that.]
“Haha, what if it’s not a joke?”
[Ugh, don’t even put the thought in my head.]
It’s a joke, of course.
Why would I ever go ghost?
Unless I get hit by a car or something.
[Anyway, I’ll handle rejecting the interview nicely. More importantly, are you outside right now?]
“Yeah, right now? Yep.”
[Whatever it is, enjoy it. I’ve got work to do.]
“Got it. Thanks for your hard work.”
I ended the call with the Manager-nim, who was working today as usual, and looked ahead.
Lights and equipment scattered everywhere.
People hustling, moving stuff around—it was total chaos.
“Oh, you’re here.”
Then, a familiar voice came from behind.
I turned to see a face that was starting to feel familiar.
“Hey, it’s Moon Chang-sik.”
“What? Moon Chang-sik? Oh, you watched the movie comeback?”
“You recognized me right away?”
“It’s a pretty meaningful film for me too.”
Moon Chang-sik—the big actor who said it’d be just one shoot, then shamelessly asked for one more at the very end.
“Thanks so much for coming today.”
“Eh, getting here was easy enough.”
His manager drove me in style.
Guy’s got pro-level driving skills too.
“By the way, how’s your little sister?”
“My little sister?”
“Ji-yoon. Don’t tell me you forgot?”
“…You’re not too deep into the movie, are you?”
“Haha, just kidding.”
As if I’d confuse the movie with reality.
“Just asking.”
“Well, if you must know, Ji-yoon’s doing great. She even texts me.”
“Oh… Ji-yoon has a phone?”
“She’s in upper elementary, so yeah.”
“What? Upper elementary?”
“Yeah?”
No way…
In my memory, Ji-yoon was way younger…
Feels like I just took the red pill.
“She’d be hurt if she saw that face.”
“Whoa, what face did I make?”
“Denying upper elementary Ji-yoon even exists?”
“No, no. Anyway, where’s the shoot?”
“Changing the subject… Follow me.”
“Lead the way.”
Following Moon Chang-sik led to a proper performance hall, the kind used for real shows.
A stage with audience seats stretching out wide on one side—and some staff were deep into setting up something there.
He said it’s almost the movie’s final scene, but they’re prepping thoroughly.
“Go over there for makeup.”
As I admired the stage, Moon Chang-sik pointed to a tent set up nearby.
I’d heard about it, but is this right?
“I’m just an extra, right?”
“Well… yeah. I’ve shown you the way, so I’ll head out.”
This scene looks kinda big for an extra… Oh well.
I headed into the tent for makeup, and all eyes turned to me.
…Others are getting makeup too?
And looking at them, they’re no lightweights.
Makes sense—besides actresses, who else gets makeup here?
“Hello!”
So, following Moon Chang-sik’s lead, I gave a big greeting at the entrance.
People can’t hate someone who’s always smiling and polite.
A polite smiler is hardly ever disliked.
“Uh, hi.”
“Haha, casual is fine.”
Sure enough, the actresses’ expressions softened.
Relieved at the eased vibe, I found an empty seat and sat. Then, a nearby actress glanced over slyly and asked.
“Who’re you?”
“Oh, I’m Kim Suhyun. I was asked to do the final shoot today, just for this one day.”
“Oh… Wait, are you—Han Hye-jin?”
“Yeah, if you mean the role.”
At that, everyone’s eyes snapped to me.
What? What’s this?
“No wonder you’re so pretty!”
“It’s you!”
“Whoa, didn’t recognize you.”
“No other projects lined up?”
Suddenly, questions poured in, and my mind went blank.
…Ugh, you don’t need to pay me attention.
“Um, seniors! Suhyun looks uncomfortable?”
Saving me from the unwanted spotlight was Kang Hana, who I’d met before.
Didn’t see her when I came in.
“What, Hana, you know Suhyun?”
“Yeah, we chatted a bit last time…”
“Aigoo, the pretty ones stick together.”
“We can just retire now!”
“Sister, you’re still active—what are you talking about?”
I escaped the attention, but the 30-something actresses’ chatter gave me another headache.
These are actors?
So far from the refined image in my head.
Like neighborhood salon aunties gossiping.
“Suhyun? I’ll do your hair.”
“Ah, yes, please.”
Whatever, someone assigned to my makeup came over and started on my hair.
Do regular shoots have setups like this? It’s salon-level.
“Wow, your hair’s so healthy.”
“Ah, thanks.”
Never bleached or dyed, so of course.
“Your skin too, wow… How do you take care of it?”
“Care? Uh…”
As I was about to say I just stay home and slap on lotion or whatever…
“So, Suhyun, what’s your skincare routine?”
“I was thinking your skin looked amazing earlier—”
Nearby actresses crept in with more questions.
New face draws interest, I guess.
…Can you just leave me alone?
I’m actually missing Moon Chang-sik.
That’s how I suffered through endless questions while getting makeup done.
…Never again.
But in exchange…
“Whoa, insane.”
“Right? Too pretty.”
I opened my eyes—closed for makeup—and looked in the mirror.
“Wow.”
This is… me?
This feeling…
Yeah, just like when I first became a girl Kim Suhyun and saw myself in the mirror.