Chapter 128
Chapter 128
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 128
Chapter Title: Who Watches Sad Endings These Days? (2)
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[Isn't the lead actor a rookie? How's his acting gonna be?] -He only has one drama under his belt, so how's he landing a lead role already? Is this guy any good at acting? Anyone know him? (Comment) -You haven't watched that drama, have you? If you had, you wouldn't be posting this... For real, I'm Yeonwoo's top fan, but after seeing him, I woke up from sleep paralysis laughing... -Doesn't seem like he can't act. Hmm. Hard to say. Guess we'll have to wait and see when it airs. -But the OP has a point—no proven roles besides bit parts lol. At this rate, it's gotta be agency hype, right? lololol? ㄴAre you blind? ㄴWhat soil? ㄴYou Gungye? ㄴLmao don't spout nonsense, that's what this is saying in a roundabout way again lolololololol -Didn't watch the making-of film? Go watch it. Even with the cut scenes, you can get a rough idea. ㄴFor real, you just feel it when you watch. You can tell he's good just by looking? OP must have rice for eyes -Even for an indie film, a lead role this soon is wild haha ㄴHeard a rumor he's tight with the investor here ㄴRumors, take it easy~ Various rumors about Yeonwoo's acting. Or [Will Yeon Do-hee's new movie flop or hit?] -Love Yeon Do-hee, but all her films tank, so I can't even ask friends to watch this one with me ^_T Will this one hit? Or flop? At least it's not some weird spy nonsense or bizarre madame crap... It's a romance that actually suits Do-hee! This has to hit, right? Right?? The male lead looks handsome too—pretty + pretty = super good, no? Honestly, her past roles deserved to flop ^_T This one feels different... It'll hit, right? (Comments) -Nope. Flop 1 vote ㄴSo harsh... -Flop 2 vote -Flop 3 vote -Flop 4 vote -You guys lololol OP's crying lololol ㄴ^_T... Already crying... -Yeon Do-hee, goddess of box office bombs... Sad, but better keep expectations low ㄴAnd the ending's a sad one? Even worse odds... ㄴOP, don't die! Don't go! -Nutyube shows good chemistry between leads and no acting holes—mid hit at least? ㄴRight. We aren't expecting a smash, just a modest success! ㄴWe may lack sense, but not conscience! ㄴTotally! Smash? Not even dreaming of it... ^_^. And so, various speculations about Yeon Do-hee, who had somehow become the icon of the tragically unlucky star whose every film inexplicably flopped. It was only natural. Plenty of people cared enough for articles to pop up, and the steady trickle of fuel kept the interest from dying down. The reshoots news had unintentionally fanned the flames too.
“With reactions this good, doesn't it feel like we're heading for ten million viewers?”
The staffer burst into hearty laughter, embarrassed even as he said it himself.
“Ugh, Park Gam. Don't jinx it like that. What if it brings bad luck?”
“Oh. Right? Then I'll be careful...”
The staffer tried to backtrack, looking like he'd realized his mistake.
A pleasant voice chimed in, one that was music to his ears.
“No need.”
“Huh?”
“No need to be careful. Positive words like that won't bring bad luck.”
“Oh, really?”
“See? Told you.”
Yeonwoo nodded.
“Well, sometimes crazy jealous types do cause a bit of trouble, but it won't affect us here.”
After all, Yeonwoo himself was present, and now the Child Spirit was here too.
[That's right. I'll protect this place!]
Good thing it wasn't insisting on sparrow form. Otherwise, there'd be another eyewitness account of Yeonwoo filming with a sparrow on his head.
‘These obsessive thoughts keep popping up, but dealing with them is no big deal...’
Simple curses were easy to handle.
As long as it wasn't something as vicious, malicious, and persistent as Woo Do-gyeom's twin-level grudge.
‘Oh yeah, they said the child actors spotted on set were twins...?’
The blurry photo made the sighting dubious.
But why were those twins popping into his head right now?
‘Nah, no way.’
No way Woo Do-gyeom would bring kids all the way here.
No reason to.
He shook off the absurd thought and looked ahead, only to find the staff staring at him blankly.
He couldn't pinpoint why, but their pupils were visibly quaking as they gazed at Yeonwoo.
“Uh... so... you're saying it only matters elsewhere? Why doesn't it here...?”
“How do you know Yeonwoo-ssi that it won't jinx us...?”
‘Does he actually know something?!’
That's the vibe they were giving off.
The truth of the final making-of film still up on Nutyube was a hot debate online.
These people knew the truth—they'd been there.
-Real talk, does Yeonwoo-ssi have something special? How can a person be this amazing?
-Maybe a mountain spirit in disguise... Ow, why hit me? It could happen! How else does he save us in that situation? Ah... No mountain spirits abroad? Then what? Fairy or something?
They'd endured nearly a week of ordeals, then watched it all as third parties in the death-defying edit race.
As participants who'd survived, even viewing it with filters felt like a documentary.
The insane all-nighter Nutyube video was just the raw facts condensed—no need for adds or cuts in that tight schedule.
Some dramatic edits and timely snips added MSG flavor, sure.
-Most reactions are disbelief.
-I'd be the same. And I'm a survivor who was there—imagine for outsiders?
So afterward, whispers about Yeonwoo spread among the staff.
Nothing bad.
Just,
-Does Yeonwoo-ssi have some special power?
That sort of thing.
Who knew if it was true.
“Um... we won't tell anyone, so feel free to speak freely...”
Gulp.
The staff swallowed nervously.
“Right. We'll keep it to ourselves that Yeonwoo-ssi is a special-powered mountain spirit.”
“Park Gam, he said he's not. Ever seen a mountain spirit that young?”
“Well, fairy makes even less sense!”
“It's abroad, so possible!”
“Yeonwoo-ssi is Korean—why does location matter?”
“Right, yeah?”
“Yeah. So mountain spirit...”
The back-and-forth up front left Yeonwoo's mind reeling for a moment.
[Mountain spirit! Kyahaha! Yeonwoo! They're calling you a mountain spirit!]
The Child Spirit, hearing the absurd chatter, rolled around laughing atop Yeonwoo's head, left-right-left-right.
“Stop laughing up there and come down? Want me to use an exorcism talisman?”
His lips didn't move as a low growl slipped out.
[Hehe. Mountain spirit~. They say you're a mountain spirit~. Gotta let our actor know!]
Flapping its colorful robe, the Child Spirit scampered inside.
Anyway.
He'd heard of angels.
But mountain spirit? Fairies too?
‘How far does this go...’
He pondered briefly and realized.
Ah. The parting words at the end were the issue.
“Mountain spirit? What power do you think I have?”
Yeonwoo flashed a grin, eyes crinkling.
He didn't forget to meet their gazes directly.
He infused his voice with trustworthiness.
“If something was gonna happen, it'd have happened already. And our film's getting good buzz—why borrow trouble?”
“That makes sense, but...”
“They say things go as you think. I believe that.”
“Ah... So that's why you said it, Yeonwoo-ssi. No need to worry. That's how you knew.”
The power of his stats was handy indeed.
Especially with these folks, exposed to Yeonwoo for months now.
Just as his A-rank Enchanting Voice hooked listeners inescapably, the amplified effect of his A-rank tearful eyes was natural.
His Enchanting Voice combo stat lived up to its name—addictively hard to shake once heard.
‘Plus, these guys already like me plenty.’
He couldn't quantify it numerically, but Yeonwoo had honed intuition.
The staff nodded like it all clicked with his casual reassurance.
“We said some embarrassing stuff. Must've been awkward? Sorry.”
“We were just so blown away by how Yeonwoo-ssi saved us that the joke got carried away...”
“It's fine. Means you think highly of me—feels good.”
Yeonwoo smiled softly in reply.
“Yeonwoo-ssi is too nice. Sorry, so we'll buy you coffee later. Ah, we've held you too long. Get inside.”
Embarrassed, they hustled him toward the studio.
Grinning as he was ushered in, Yeonwoo paused at the door.
The atmosphere prickling his skin felt off.
[Yeonwoo, bad vibes here. Let's go elsewhere.]
The Child Spirit poked its head out.
“What nonsense? Gotta see the director to shoot. Forgot today's schedule? Your actor's crew saw you off to nail it.”
[True, but still...]
They were here for reshoots—where else to go?
[No, really feels wrong. Quick, somewhere else...!]
“Move aside, no weird talk.”
Its tiny head desperately blocked him, but briefly.
[Waaah! Kang Yeonwoo! Who stains their hands with blood!]
Yeonwoo efficiently cleared the old ghost and opened the door—then froze.
“Wondered why you were just standing there. Overwhelmed by seeing me?”
The spacious studio felt suffocatingly stuffy.
At its center lounged a predator-like man, lazily dominating the vibe.
Leaning back in his chair, Woo Do-gyeom waved lightly.
Yeonwoo's mouth moved on autopilot.
“...Why the hell are you here again?”
* Uninvited Guest.
Rare for a major investor who'd practically single-handedly funded the film to be this unwelcome.
“Yeonwoo-ssi... You're... here...”
Director Ji, polar opposite to Woo Do-gyeom, was already shrinking, face strangled.
“Haha... You came...?”
Assistant Director, mediating between them, sported even darker circles than before.