A Genius Writer Loved by an Actress 11
Now, I was in the midst of a transition from the defensive defense I was driven to as a stalker. Because my things on the table clearly indicated that I was a station writer, not a stalker.
The challenge is a fun shooting plan, NBC employee ID, and even a business card for the writer.
There are things scattered on the table that tell me I have nothing to do with the stalker.
Director Jang’s expression softened as he looked at it.
“Um, um… this guy. Manager Kim. Why aren’t you answering the phone like this?”
Director Jang loosened his tie and kept calling manager Gam Woo-hyuk. It was a process to confirm that I was really the promised guest, but the conclusion had already been reached.
It was obvious that he was hanging on to the phone just because he needed time to think about how to handle this.
Wii ing~ Wii ing~
Every time the phone rang, the impression of Director Jang hardened, and on the contrary, I became more comfortable.
After a long phone call, manager Gam Woo-hyuk finally answered the call.
– Yes, boss.
“yes. pure round. I have something to ask you. Do you have any promises with the team because Woohyuk enjoys the challenge today?”
-Uh, how did the manager know that? It’s not confirmed to appear on the show, but I’m going to look at the concept first and decide.
“Uh…so the challenge is fun, so you’re saying it’s true that we have an appointment with the writer?”
-Yes, that’s right. I was a little late because of the traffic jam, but now I’m almost there.
“Ha- ok. hang up.”
After finishing the call, Chief Jang shook his head and laid his eyes on the floor. His shoulders, which seemed to pierce the sky, drooped like salted cabbage.
‘Chief Jang, although he’s big and hot-tempered, he doesn’t seem to be a shameless person.’
I waited patiently for his reaction. ‘Cause I’m not bored at all
After a while,
Director Jang, who was lost in thought with a troubled expression on his face, opened his mouth softly.
“Ah… Today, we have done a great disservice to the artist. That’s… I’m sorry. …without realizing it… I made a stupid… mistake…”
His voice was almost on the verge of extinction. It was because I had no idea how to pay for this crime of driving the wrong person as a stalker.
“How many times have I told you that I am not? I’m an NBC writer. I’m here for an interview with actor Gam Woo-hyuk. I will never forget how people looked at me with contempt and kicked their tongues!”
I slammed the table hard and shouted. With a declaration of war that the psychological damage is so great that it must be compensated greatly anyway.
The two eyes of Director Jang filled with regret.
“I’m really sorry. First of all, I apologize.”
“Didn’t you say that it was Chief Jang?”
“yes. I am Jang Hyuk-soo, the production manager.”
I decided to push it a little more. It’s weird because it gets better so quickly.
“You know what I’m most upset about right now in this situation?”
“…”
“Rather than being stalked… I’m just annoyed at the way he didn’t even listen to me. No, I don’t trust people that much, so how can I… in the entertainment industry?”
He exhaled harshly as if he was very angry. So that my anger enters the ears of Chief Jang.
I thought, ‘Isn’t the channel sending me here today means that I want to build a friendship with the chief of staff Jang Hyuk-soo?’
As if my acting was okay, Director Jang Hyuk-soo bowed his head once again.
“sorry. You are a guest of our company, and I made a mistake… If I can compensate, I will do my best.”
He continued to show reflection.
‘This is enough for me to stop.’
It was said in the old saying that there is no overuse. Excessiveness is not enough, so it would be good to sort things out at this point.
Because I had to do an interview with actor Gam Woo-hyuk.
“It’s done. No one was injured… Today’s event will be considered a happening.”
I relaxed my voice and calmly apologized,
“Oh, thank you so much for thinking like that. Next time, I will pay off the debt I owe today.”
Director Jang Hyuk-soo smiled brightly and his eyes twinkled. The image of me seemed to rise.
“No, what kind of debt…”
He barely restrained himself from laughing and replied politely.
Save your heart debt to Forest Enter’s head of production, and also receive 200 points for completing an unexpected mission…
The more I tapped the calculator, the more I couldn’t help but laugh because it was a pretty lucrative business.
But then,
“This is it! this! Chief! I finally found it!!”
Director Oh Sang-sik, who had been silent until now, shouted.
‘Ah, sir! It’s a surprise.’
I grabbed my startled chest and turned my head to see director Oh Sang-sik holding out a script with a joyful expression on his face.
A very familiar script. It was ＜Barista doesn’t know coffee＞ that I wrote.
“I found it. I found it. ha ha ha.”
He laughed like a madman with a hat in his hand, and Jang Hyuk-soo tilted his head, not knowing why.
“What did you find?”
“Here is the script for the Chuseok special drama. The script we were looking for. It is right here.”
“yes? okay?”
“Here, here.”
Director Jang Hyuk-soo took the script as if snatching it and checked the title and source.
“A barista doesn’t know coffee? It’s like the first script I’ve ever seen…”
Before Sangsik Oh could say anything, I raised my hand first.
“That’s my script.”
“yes??”
Director Jang Hyuk-soo’s eyes, looking at the script and me alternately, grew as wide as Wang Bell. And director Oh Sang-sik, who had no idea how things went while reading the script, said something absurd.
“uh? This stalker hasn’t been handed over to the police yet…”
“Oh, Director. No, I’m not a stalker. You are a writer. Author. NBC entertainment writer.”
Director Jang Hyuk-soo hurriedly shut the mouth of director Oh Sang-sik, and director Oh remembered the fact that the script came out of my bag.
“Ah, this person was a writer. So, did the writer write this script? directly?”
“yes. I wrote it myself.”
“Wow, Chief Jang. This wasn’t a stalker, it was a savior. ha ha ha.”
Director Oh Sang-sik looked at me as if he was serving as a Shinjukdan, and I was a little bewildered by the sudden change of circumstances.
‘yes? I thought that it was a good sudden mission just by building close friends with Jang Hyuk-soo… Produce?’
“Oh right. Author. Perhaps there is no contract with another company for this script? Copyright or something like that?”
“No, not at all. Actually, I was thinking of applying for the JCBC drama contest in November, but…”
“no. What until November? You can sign a contract with us right now. Yes? Chief Jang?”
The atmosphere was unpredictable. The reason the channel sent me here seemed to have something to do with the production of Bacomo, so I was out of breath for a moment.
Director Oh Sang-sik continued to nod his head widely and looked at me.
“Hey, what’s your name?”
“yes. This is Jaeho Yoon.”
“Oh, writer Yoon. I greet you formally. I am Director Oh Sang-sik.”
And without hesitation he reached out to me. I was startled, but my hand went out automatically.
“Oh, yes. Nice to meet you.”
“I don’t know if you know me. However, I’ve been making quite a few dramas…”
Oh Sang-sik glanced at me and trembled with humility. Can a drama writer not know director Oh Sang-sik?
I bowed my head and grabbed his hand with both hands.
“I know it very well. Actually, I’m a fan of the director. 2012 ＜Mr. Cheolsu Can’t Dry＞, 2015 ＜God of Cooking＞, 2016 ＜I’m going without hesitation＞, 2019’s ＜My Life Without Hesitation＞, 2020’s ＜On a Rainy Day＞, and finally last year Did you direct ＜Summer of Twenty-one＞?”
“Wow, that’s impressive.”
He grabbed my hand, shook it, and hugged me as if that wasn’t enough.
‘Ah, isn’t this guy overdoing it? I really hate having sex with a man.’
As soon as he barely escaped from Oh Sang-sik’s arms, his firm voice reached his ears.
“How is it? Doing this work with us… No, you have to do it with us unconditionally.”
“yes?”
For an instant, a shudder ran down my spine, as if cold water had been splashed on it.
I was bewildered by the mysterious ability of the channel that sent me here in the first place.
‘Let’s wake up. At times like this, we need to stay alert.’
My heart felt like it would burst, but I asked again with the utmost coolness.
“Are you sure you are offering to produce my work?”
“Yes, that’s right. I think that this is an unavoidable fate. Right now we were looking for the script for the Chuseok special. I was struggling because there was no suitable work, but after watching ＜Baristas Don’t Know Coffee＞, I was immediately convinced. It’s this work. It’s a Chuseok special, so I need a script for a trilogy, is that okay? I heard that this script is not complete right now…”
“Wow. It’s amazing. After all, Bacomo is the finale of Part 3.”
“Oh really? This is the one who came down from heaven. Then, as soon as the board is laid out like this, we will proceed with the contract.”
Director Oh Sang-sik’s eyes lit up. Of course, my eyes lit up too. We had no reason to reject each other.
Director Jang Hyuk-soo, who had been watching all of this, quietly intervened. The director and the writer both got along and signed a contract, so it seemed like they had something to say in a situation where they were in trouble.
“Wait. I’m sorry in the middle of the conversation, but oh director. I don’t think you need to be in such a hurry. After some more internal discussion…”
widely.
Director Oh Sang-sik lightly hit the table once. And he said in a determined voice.
“Chief Jang, read it right now.”
“A script?”
“Sure. Are you okay? Writer.”
“Yes, I am fine.”
Director Jang Hyuk-soo coughed twice and opened the script. In the silence for a moment, there was only the sound of turning pages.
‘What… what? this script. Didn’t I say that person was an entertainment writer? But how can you write a script like this? Even a script from a veteran writer is rare. The composition is solid and fresh, and the suction power of the story is no joke.’
Whoo-
After reading the script, Director Jang Hyuk-soo consciously exhaled a long breath.
“how about it? Should I wait any longer?”
Director Oh Sang-sik asked with a smile,
“no. I was almost fooled again. Writer Jae-ho Yoon. If it’s okay with you, sign a contract with us right now. We will do our best to meet the conditions.”
Manager Jang Hyuk-soo also suggested that I sign a contract right away.
I was thinking, sleeping, and doing nothing. But I couldn’t say anything.
‘Great things are unfolding before me. An old dream that I couldn’t even see because it was far away is now stuck right in front of my nose. A drama contract… It’s something I couldn’t have imagined until I left for work this morning. but,’
“First of all, I want to finish the interview with actor Kam Woo-hyuk.”
Because there is an order of things.
And if you see something you like too much, you’ll lose shape.
took a step out
“Ah, yes. You came to interview actor Kam Woo-hyuk. I was so distracted that I only thought of us.”
“Then let’s talk about the contract again after the interview is over.”
“Yes, I do.”
He answered politely, but inside he was shouting a hurray trio.
How are you doing this so quickly!
Finally, goodbye to Kim Marie!
I pack my bag and go to meet actor Gam Woo-hyuk.
Suddenly, the conference room door swung open.
“Chief! I got a stalker.”
A chocolate-colored body. A gentle man with a good impression.
Actor Gam Woo-hyuk grabbed a real stalker by the collar and entered the conference room.
But the moment I saw it,
‘I remember. Inspiration!’
The spark about the second piece was drawn.
