A Genius Actor Who Brings Misfortune - Chapter 495



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The genius actor who brings misfortune (495)

I only became okay after I accepted that I wasn’t okay.

Of course, it’s not completely better… .

‘Well, what can I do?’

That’s just how we live.

‘If it’s hard, be hard. If it’s painful, be painful.’

I will live by diligently applying ointment.

If you live like that, things might get better.

‘If it doesn’t get better, it doesn’t get better.’

So what then?

Hyung Jeong-hyeon said it was okay even if it didn’t get better.

‘You should listen to what your brother says.’

Hyung Jeong-hyeon’s sincere advice was a great help to me.

As my brother said, the wounds of the past will continue to show their presence in the future.

No matter how happy I am in a situation, something will still be bothering me inside.

I was already getting annoyed at the thought of it popping up without any warning.

‘Oh, I remember again.’

The memory of meeting my biological mother came to mind dozens of times a day after that.

Whenever that happened, I confided in the people around me.

Jinbae hyung, Jeong Hyeon hyung, Han Ha Ram, No Bi Hyeok, Lee Eun Taek, Seong I Jun.

‘My ointment, my wound healer.’

My precious family.

The day I told them in detail about the conversation I had with my biological mother, I heard a six-character phrase that I had never heard before.

‘This is ridiculous. Ha! Are you really crazy? You’ve really gone crazy, the world is going crazy!’

‘Come here, baby. I’ll clean your ears. I’ll clean them really hard with an alcohol swab.’

Noh Bi-hyeok and Lee Eun-taek used a lot of vulgar language that was not appropriate for their profession as idols.

Thanks to that, I felt relieved, but I was a little worried.

‘What if I make a mistake on air like that?’

Those worries were fleeting.

Eun-taek Lee started running around the living room, apparently still angry after swearing.

‘I should’ve followed you! X-foot, what the hell are you talking about to someone else’s child―.’

‘Brother, please calm down.’

I barely managed to grab hold of one of Eun-taek Lee’s feet as he ran wild.

Meanwhile, Noh Bi-hyeok tried to tear out his own hair.

‘Bihyeok, you’re an idol! No!’

‘Oh, right.’

Luckily, I was able to prevent the boy from losing his hair by yelling at him in time.

‘under.’

As I was making a fuss, I naturally started to think about my biological mother.

The gloomy feeling was gone, and only dizziness remained.

‘Should I really stock up on tranquilizer guns?’

On the other hand, unlike the two people who were causing all kinds of trouble, there was a child who was the only one keeping quiet.

‘What is he thinking?’

I asked Seong-i Jun, who seemed to be lost in thought, why he was doing that.

What came back was completely unexpected.

‘Oh, I was imagining hitting a sandbag… .’

‘… …Why do you imagine such a thing?’

‘I’m just so upset. I can’t go to the boxing gym right now. I can’t break any of the furniture here either…’

The sight of him muttering vaguely gave me goosebumps.

Blink. This kid was crazy too.

‘I just bought a new dining table.’

I had to tremble in fear that my new furniture would be destroyed by Seong Ijun.

‘under.’

How is it that there are only crazy people around me?

They say people tend to stick together, but do I really look like that to other people?

‘Hey, no way.’

A sudden thought occurred to me and I became slightly anxious.

That gloomy feeling was gone, but in its place I gained guidance, fear, and anxiety.

Still, the ointment was effective.

Every time I talked to people around me, my mood got better, and the number of times I thought about my conversations with my biological mother gradually decreased.

‘I’m glad I listened to you, hyung.’

When I was worried about how much I should tell the kids, Junghyun advised me to tell him everything that came to mind.

He said that you should never keep difficult and frustrating things inside, but always speak them out.

It was also said that the more people you have to talk to, the better.

So I hesitated and confessed, but I was satisfied because the effect was better than I expected.

Of course, it wasn’t all that easy.

This is because these concerns naturally followed.

‘What if you get tired of listening to me talk?’

I don’t like whining too much.

I was worried that I might cross the line without realizing it.

Because I didn’t want to treat the people I cared about as my emotional trash can.

So I just blurted out whatever came to mind, but I also checked my reaction every now and then.

But then, somehow, Noh Bi-hyeok frowned and poked my cheek.

‘There you go again, again. Lee Yeon-jae, stop it.’

‘Huh? What?’

‘If you keep doing that, I’ll do the same. I won’t talk to you about difficult things anymore.’

Those words startled me into coming to my senses.

‘Nobihyeok doesn’t tell me anything difficult?’

That’s funny.

‘Absolutely not.’

Because of the guy’s threats, I forced myself to talk more after that.

Is that why?

– Yeonjae, can you talk now?

When Team Leader Woo called, I was able to answer it without any problem.

“Yes, you can. Go ahead.”

-I called to let you know that things went well. You don’t have to worry about anything.

The voice on the other end of the phone was particularly cautious.

I was puzzled for a moment, but then I quickly found the cause. Oh, that’s right.

‘This is the first time you’ve called since then.’

Team Leader Woo’s last sight of me would be me running blindly down the emergency stairs.

I thought I would have been surprised too, so I snickered.

“I’m okay, team leader.”

-I know, you’re okay.

“No. I’m not just saying that. I’m really okay.”

-……really?

Laughter erupted at the voice full of doubt.

I nodded my head a couple of times, even though the other person probably wouldn’t see it anyway.

“I’m a lot better now. I told my brothers about it too.”

-That’s good. You’ve worked hard.

“The team leader worked harder. If it weren’t for the team leader, things probably wouldn’t have been okay.”

-What? What do you mean?

“The team leader said he would take care of it.”

Team leader Woo was a very good worker.

I wasn’t the type of person to just talk nonsense.

Because that person said he would solve it, I could trust him and feel reassured.

‘Thanks to you, I was able to focus on my wounds.’

And of course, Team Leader Woo answered that he had solved it.

I continued with a smile.

“I’m glad you’re here with me, Team Leader. Thank you so much.”

―… … .

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then a faint laugh was heard.

-If you know how, you can do it well.

“You’re doing well now, aren’t you?”

-Huh, you’re starting to look more and more like Jeong-Hyeon.

It was nice to hear a low voice mixed with a hollow laugh.

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After hanging up the phone with Team Leader Woo, I felt a lot more at ease.

‘I really don’t have to worry anymore.’

There was no separate schedule.

That means you’re free until you leave for America.

I enjoyed turning on the live broadcast and chatting with Biyeon, stealing Han Haram’s snacks, and watching his reactions.

But sending it like that only lasts for a day or two.

‘My body feels sore.’

I felt a tingling sensation in every corner of my body.

The filming of the movie ‘Ilya’ consisted of a schedule of dancing all day long from morning to night.

Perhaps because I had spent two months so harshly, my body ached even after only lying down for a few days.

“Lee Yeon-jae.”

“huh?”

“Are you thinking of filming a choreography video and uploading it? Just the two of us.”

So when Noh Bi-hyeok made this suggestion, I said yes without hesitation.

I felt excited at the thought of dancing for the first time in a long time.

And two hours later.

“Bihyeok, let’s just rest for a bit… ”

I was completely stretched out on the floor in regret.

Damn, I should’ve just stayed home.

Noh Bi-hyeok clicked his tongue as he looked down at me who couldn’t even breathe properly.

“What did you do to be so tired? Get up now.”

This spicy guy kicked me with his foot.

He said that he needs to practice a little more if he wants to upload the video today.

‘… … I guess everyone felt this way.’

I thought of my fellow actors in America.

When my fellow actors told me to please take a break, I honestly thought it was too much.

‘It wasn’t over.’

You really did ask to be spared.

As expected, one has to experience it firsthand to understand.

From now on, if my fellow actors tell me to rest, I should rest right away.

“Hey, what are you doing, Inna? Let’s practice again.”

“… … .”

This guy is crazy, for real.

I barely managed to get up, holding onto my trembling legs.

I decided that I would never again ignore the crazy stamina of current idols.

***

The characteristic of songs released by male idols these days is that they are crazy about dance.

They broke up the already complex beats into pieces and somehow crammed some intense choreography into them.

The same was true for Naid.

The most recent main title track, ‘Tamburin’, was a dance track optimized for performance.

After dancing along to Noh Bi-hyeok a few times, the first thought that came to my mind was this.

‘How can this not be a misfortune?’

Is it this hard? Does this make sense?

‘I can’t breathe.’

I felt like my lungs were going to burst.

“Can’t we call this a self-created misfortune…?”

I couldn’t believe it, so I even muttered to myself.

Noh Bi-hyeok scolded him, telling him to get up quickly and stop talking nonsense.

‘Does the choreographer have a conscience?’

It was truly crazy choreography.

I should have known when the fans of Naed started cursing the agency by saying, “They’re determined to break all of our kids’ joints, you fucking bastards.”

No, I should have just declined when Noh Bi-hyeok asked me to film with him.

“Bihyeok, I absolutely can’t do it. You go first…”

“Don’t overdo it and get up.”

“I’m not over it. I’m really having a hard time.”

“If it’s really hard, you won’t be able to speak. You even have all the choreography, so why are you acting so coy?”

Noh Bi-hyeok grumbled.

“I threw up right after I first tried this. I hate it so much. Dude, don’t be an actor. Be an idol.”

“Don’t overdo it.”

“Hey, do I look like I’m overreacting? It took me three days to memorize this move. What am I saying to a guy who memorized it in three hours?”

So the grumbling about how they hate talented kids continued.

“Get up quickly. Let’s do one last practice and film.”

“Ha, I see.”

“But what did you do in America? Why are you dancing so lightly? This song is supposed to be fun to dance to if you dance hard.”

I glared at the guy when he told me to dance properly.

‘You too, try living as Ilya for a few months, you punk.’

Ilya was a fairy who performed light steps that seemed to float in the air.

Maybe because I was so used to those fluttering gestures, I didn’t really get the feel of the intense choreography, as Noh Bi-hyeok said.

“Okay. Let’s just keep going like we did before.”

“I really feel like I’m going to throw up….”

“Just hold the trash can in your hand and dance. Don’t worry. Dance while throwing up.”

Noh Bi-hyeok in the practice room was like a devil.

I had to dance for over an hour before I could break free.

“My eyes are yellow….”

Unlike me, who was muttering while looking at the ceiling, Noh Bi-hyeok was looking at the footage with a calm expression on his face.

“Wow, it came out really well. I think both my fans and your fans will like it.”

“Bihyeok, you should take good care of your joints….”

I already felt it when I watched the music show stage, but I felt more confident when I saw myself dancing.

‘You’re using up your stamina in your 20s.’

What should I do? If that guy keeps doing that, won’t he never be able to walk again?

While I was thinking about all sorts of things, Noh Bi-hyeok calmly finished uploading the video.

“I just uploaded it.”

“Isn’t the squeaking of your sneakers too loud? You should turn up the music a little louder.”

“No. I originally watched the choreography video to enjoy the sound.”

I see

As expected, there is no end to learning about fandom.

‘I want to sleep like this.’

If I had known you could dance this hard, I wouldn’t have made a date with you.

‘Ugh.’

But it’s too late to cancel now.

Noh Bi-hyeok frowned as he got up groaning.

“A real store?”

“Then go fake?”

“Hey, let’s be frank.”

Noh Bi-hyeok frowned viciously.

“You’re going to America soon. When will you finish filming the movie? It’ll be winter when you come back to Korea. The end of the year is just around the corner.”

“I know.”

“Who knows that, and would go see Sergio at this precious time? I don’t even have a schedule today?”

“Stop grumbling.”

I got up from my trembling body. Oh my, I’m so tired.

“See you at home, I’ll go first.”

“Okay, go. Just go away. If you see Sergio, tell him I said hello.”

“really?”

“Hey. Go eat some shit.”

“… … .”

Since when did telling someone to eat shit become a greeting?

‘Oh, me.’

I shook my head as I looked at Noh Bi-hyeok with a displeased expression.

After a quick shower, I headed to the meeting place.

The guy had already arrived.

“Hello, Yeonjae.”

The corners of the other person’s mouth went up loosely.

It was a voice I hadn’t heard in a long time.

I also opened my mouth with a smile.

“Hello, Sergio.”

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