Chapter 570:
Translator: MarcTempest
Editor: AgRoseCrystal
Chapter 570
The next morning.
A climax without music.
Hwang Ji-yoon, who was thinking for a moment, recalled the climax scene and smiled unconsciously. Then she coughed and answered.
“Ahem. That sounds good, doesn’t it?”
Kwon Se-ah, who had brightened up, said.
“Thank you! I’ll work hard on the other scenes too!”
“It’s good to work hard, but make sure it fits well.”“Yes! I’ll do my best!”
Kwon Se-ah left the restaurant with a cheerful smile.
Hwang Ji-yoon, who looked at her like a cute younger sister, Kim Se-yeon, Park Woo-jin, and the filming team each imagined the scene in their heads.
Of course, the one who would edit it was the director Hwang Ji-yoon, but as film students who dreamed of becoming film directors, they each tried to edit the scenes they had filmed together in their own styles. Versions with and without music.
“Wouldn’t it be better to add music?”
“I think it’s fine without music too.”
They couldn’t say which one was the right answer, as they each valued different aspects.
“Let’s just edit it and see. If it doesn’t work, we can talk about it again. But I have a feeling that it will turn out well even without music.”
Everyone nodded and smiled at Director Hwang Ji-yoon’s words.
Flip, the paper turned.
There were check marks all over the copies of the [Fire] storyboard drawn by Hwang Ji-yoon. The papers in front of the filming team members were the same.
“We’ve already filmed this much.”
“I really didn’t know how we could do it at first.”
At the beginning, they were not only nervous but also afraid.
Would they be able to film it as they had imagined? Would they be able to film it without any problems? But the end they had vaguely thought of was already this close.
“There are only a few scenes left to film.”
“Time really flies.”
“Isn’t it because it was fun? Filming.”
“Yeah. It was nice that we all got along well.”
The props team, who volunteered to do the dirty work first, the art team, who researched and worried for days and nights, the sound team, who worked hard to capture the sound of stepping on the snow, the lighting team, who cared about the reflection of light in the eyes, the filming team, who tried to capture the cool scenes. And the actors, who analyzed the characters as much as possible and expressed them through acting.
“Really… it’s a blessing to meet such team members.”
“I know, right?”
They all knew very well that it was very rare to have such a smooth progress, as they had worked part-time or helped out in other film production teams.
“We had to take care of the accommodation too.”
Cleaning, laundry, meal shifts, and shoveling snow after it snowed.
They were grateful to the team members who did it without complaining, even though it must have been annoying.
“Hahaha!”
They looked outside at the sound of laughter. They saw the team members through the large glass window of the restaurant. And the white dog, who had met Seo-jun on his morning walk, barking. “Woof woof!”
“His tail is like a propeller today.”
Everyone laughed at the words of the fourth-year student in the filming team.
“Woohoo!”
Seo-jun, who received a wooden disc from Hwang Do-yoon, opened his eyes wide and laughed. Then he skillfully threw the disc into the sky.
It was obvious that it was his first time, but the smart white dog seemed to figure out how to play right away. The excited white dog ran after the disc and jumped! He caught the wooden disc in his mouth in one go. And he ran back to Seo-jun with great momentum and gave him the disc.
It was a frisbee.
“Wow!”
The filming team in the restaurant also applauded and admired.
Hwang Ji-yoon asked.
“When did he buy that?”
“The props team made it.”
“I see.”
Next, Hwang Do-yoon threw the disc.
Whether he threw it well or poorly.
The disc that was flying well turned around and flew back to Hwang Do-yoon. The white dog, who was running happily, stared blankly at the disc that was coming back. Seo-jun and the team members laughed. Ahaha!
Hwang Ji-yoon got up and opened the door and shouted.
“Be careful, everyone! It’ll be a big deal if the window breaks!”
“Yes!!”
Seo-jun, Hwang Do-yoon, and the team members rushed out of the accommodation.
“…They don’t seem to have any intention of playing quietly.”
Hwang Ji-yoon, who touched her forehead, Kim Se-yeon, and the filming team laughed.
“Shall we continue with the schedule then?”
“Yeah.”
With the noisy outside sound as the background, Hwang Ji-yoon, Kim Se-yeon, and the filming team started the meeting.
“It seems like we’ll finish sooner than we thought.”
“It’s thanks to the fewer NGs that the filming time was reduced.”
The planned filming period was 30 days. Now there was about 7 days left.
“We can film all the remaining scenes in the next two days…”
“Then when should we call the bus? Three days later?”
“That sounds reasonable.”
While they were talking for a while in the restaurant, a similar conversation was going on outside the accommodation.
“Woof!”
The white dog ran after the disc that flew in the sky.
One of the team members, who looked at him with a fond expression, opened his mouth.
“We’ll have to get ready to go back soon, right?”
“I guess so. I checked the storyboard and there weren’t many scenes left.”
The white dog, who came back with the wooden disc in his mouth, gave it to the team member who was waiting for the next turn.
“Wow. He’s really smart…”
The team member, who received the wooden disc, petted the white dog roughly, but the white dog seemed to like it and wagged his tail hard.
Swoosh!
The wooden disc cut through the air. The white dog ran hard over the white snow.
“…What about the white dog?”
The team members, who had grown fond of the white dog, looked sad at the fact that they had to part with him.
“The old man in the village will take good care of him.”
“I know, but… Ah! I want to give him some toys. Should we go to the old man’s house? Seo-jun, do you know where the white dog’s house is?”
Seo-jun rolled his eyes at the senior’s words.
There was no way that the house of the non-existent old man would suddenly appear.
“I met him on a walk too, so I don’t know where his house is.”
“Then should we follow the white dog?”
“Over the mountain? What would he do then? He was a smart creature, so he might have a wide range of activities.”
“That’s true…”
The senior, who caught the white dog, looked into his eyes and asked.
“White dog, where is your home? Is it far? Is it near?”
“Woof! Woof! Woof!”
They asked him even though they knew he wouldn’t understand, and the white dog seemed to answer in his own way. Everyone laughed at their interaction.
“I’ll give the toys to the old man in the village when I see him on a walk later. Or I can ask the accommodation owner to do it.”
The team members nodded in relief at Seo-jun’s words. They played with the white dog until time flew by.
“Let’s have breakfast!”
As usual, the [Fire] team finished their breakfast and continued filming.
In the early morning, when everyone was asleep.
Seo-jun quietly gathered the white dog’s toys and went outside.
In the snow-covered yard, ‘it’ was waiting for him, drawing an eight. When he saw Seo-jun, he sparkled his eyes and reached out his hands. His cheeks, flushed with excitement, were very cute.
Seo-jun smiled and handed him the bundle of the white dog’s toys.
“Where are you going to put it?”
At Seo-jun’s words, ‘it’ hugged the bundle and smiled widely. He pointed to one side with his finger. Seo-jun thought it would be the mansion, but it was different from what he expected. It was the hill where they filmed the climax.
Seo-jun followed ‘it’ who walked ahead.
“Oh. This is comfortable, isn’t it?”
It was a distance they had traveled by car, but ‘it’ seemed to use ‘it’s’ power. The ground folded once, twice, and they arrived at the hill in no time. It was a folding technique.
“I should find one for myself too.”
Well, he couldn’t use it unless he was alone like this.
Seo-jun looked ahead as he arrived at his destination. The snow hadn’t fallen yet, so the red camellia flowers that Seo-jun had drawn on the hill were still there.
Of course, there were many footprints because they had filmed here and there. There were Seo-jun’s and the team members’.
‘It’ climbed up the hill. It was where the ‘nameless painter’ that Seo-jun had acted had collapsed. He seemed to be very impressed by it.
‘It’ gestured with his hand and the ground opened up, creating a deep hole. He carefully put the bundle in it. He didn’t forget to cast a spell to prevent it from rotting.
He looked very happy as he looked at the bundle in the hole. He giggled and covered it with dirt and snow.
He looked like a puppy burying his precious bone in the ground.
“…You didn’t really become a dog, did you?”
‘It’ pouted his lips as if to say absolutely not, at Seo-jun’s words.
“Well, it must be hard to leave it in the mansion with people coming and going.”
‘Yes, yes!’
‘It’ nodded his head.
If he had more power, he would have kept it more preciously in another way, but the ‘mana of Seo-jun’ that remained in him was running out. He would probably return to nature after a few days when the humans left, and wait to be reborn in his complete form.
‘Please stay here until then.’
He crouched down and tapped the restored snow with a smile.
Seo-jun looked at him and smiled softly.
“Shall we go back then?”
Whoosh-
‘It’ got up and shook his head. Seo-jun blinked his eyes.
The ground folded again, three times, four times. As he walked after ‘it’ who went ahead, he was in the deep mountains.
‘It’ pointed to the ground with his finger. As he followed his direction, Seo-jun’s eyes widened as he looked down at the ground covered with snow and dry grass.
***
“Huh? Seo-jun, did you go for a walk?”
“Yes.”
The props team leader, who was stretching in the yard, greeted Seo-jun.
The white dog, who smelled the delicious scent, followed Seo-jun and ran to the props team leader. He was the human who played with him the best with his strength. Aah! The yard became noisy with laughter.
“What’s that?”
A first-year student in the acting department asked Seo-jun. He had a black plastic bag in his hand.
“Oh, I met the old man in the village and he gave it to me.”
“The old man who owns the white dog?”
“Yes.”
“You met the white dog’s owner?”
The team members also perked up their ears.
“Yes. So I gave him all the white dog’s toys too.”
“I see. That’s why. I wondered where the white dog’s toys went.”
“Haha. He said thank you for playing with the white dog. This is ginseng that he dug up from the mountain himself.”
“Wow!”
The team members exclaimed as they took the bag from Seo-jun. There were ginseng roots, clean and sturdy, filling the bag.
Sniff sniff.
It seemed to have a healthy scent.
“Wow. Does it smell good because he dug it up himself?”
“Right. It’s a bit bitter, but it tastes good. It would be delicious to grill it.”
“Yes. He said you can eat it raw or grilled. I think it would be nice to eat it with meat tonight.”
“Yeah! Let’s do that!”
The team members nodded with bright faces at Seo-jun’s words.
***
And that evening.
The filming of the movie [Fire] was all over.
“Well, there are still some scenes to film in Seoul.”
“But we filmed everything we could here.”
Hwang Ji-yoon and Kim Se-yeon relaxed comfortably. They had plates full of meat and chopsticks in their hands.
The yard of the accommodation was noisier than ever. They took out the barbecue grill from the storage and had a meat party. They had to leave the accommodation tomorrow, so they had to use all the food ingredients they had. The same was true for alcohol.
“Beer!”
“Soju!”
“Somaek!”
“Woohoo!”
As if it was a fusion spell, they held up their glasses and shouted. Their faces were red.
“We have liquor too!”
“Wine! We have wine too!”
“Here! Se-ah has grape juice!”
They drank recklessly, as they had been careful because of filming.
“Be careful not to get carsick tomorrow, and eat moderately! We’ll have another dinner when we get to Seoul!”
“Yes!”
They felt the excitement in their answers, and Hwang Ji-yoon touched her forehead. Kim Se-yeon laughed.
“Can we feed this to the white dog?”
“Isn’t he not supposed to eat meat?”
The white dog, who was restless by the delicious smell, wandered around the team members. The team members looked sorry, but shook their heads as if they were teasing him.
“White dog, you can’t eat this.”
“This is delicious, what can we do.”
“Woof! Woof! Woof!”
“Here, we have white dog snacks too!”
‘Me too, meat. Me too, grilled meat.’
The white dog chewed on the dog snacks with a longing look at the grilling meat. Seo-jun, who was drinking beer, secretly avoided his gaze. He thought he should give him some later.
“Oh. This ginseng is delicious.”
“Right. It’s a bit bitter, but it tastes good. It has a deep flavor.”
The actors Kim Sung-sik and Jung Eun-mi, who had laughed with the young students, also took a bite of the ginseng that Seo-jun had given them. Mm. It had a deep flavor. They chewed it with appreciation, but soon their eyes widened and looked at the sliced ginseng on the plate.
Hwang Do-yoon, who was handing out meat, approached the two middle-aged actors.
“What’s wrong?”
“No… This doesn’t seem like ginseng.”
“Yeah. It’s more like…”
It was hard to tell because it was cleaned and cut, but.
“…Is it ginsam?”