National Intelligence Service Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor - National Intelligence Service Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor chapter 115

reunion

“Oh my, he’s been out for a long time.”

“Ugh, because I’m busy with buying things.”

Yeon-woo’s mother, Lee Seon-ok, regretted coming to the reunion as soon as she sat down.

I glanced at my best friend, Han Kyung-mi, who had called me several times and persuaded me to come out.

“You said you didn’t come out of the tentacles.”

Lee Seon-ok whispers while stabbing his side. However, Kyung-mi Han has a difficult look.

“Obviously he hasn’t appeared in three years, so why did he show up again? Who the hell is contacting you?”

Choi Sook-young, who sits across from her and smiles lightly all the time, has been consistently unfavorable since her school days.

He was not very popular among his classmates as he walked around, moving horses around like a ‘shock bird’, choosing only the sounds he didn’t want to hear.

It was at a level that would be acceptable if a person was that consistent.

Unsurprisingly, Choi Sook-young, the scoundrel, couldn’t stand the time between them, and opened her mouth with her eyes shining.

“By the way, you said you moved to the countryside? Isn’t it uncomfortable to live in?”

“Where else did you hear that story, but Sejong is not a rural area.”

Hearing Lee Seon-ok’s words, Choi Sook-young covered her mouth with her hand and laughed exaggeratedly.

“Oh my, ho ho ho. I’m stuck in my head that everything outside of Seoul is rural.”

And even though they all looked uncomfortable, they started bragging about their son.

“This time, our Youngjun passed the junior college, what is it? Even if he told me to take a break from studying like that, he didn’t listen and studied all night. I was worried that my body would get wet.”

“Ahaha, yes, congratulations, Sook-young.”

Hearing Chok-sae’s words, Han Kyung-mi, who was sitting next to her, nodded her head and whispered to Lee Seon-ok.

“I think that’s why he came out. He didn’t come out for years because he said he was going to have a son.”

“It seems so.”

Although Lee Seon-ok did not like the arrival of the shogun, he was glad to see the faces of other alumni after almost ten years.

“At this point, I found out that my son is Ryu Yeon-woo, so I have to shut the snout. Seon-ok-ah.”

Seon-ok Lee shook her head when she saw her friend Han Kyung-mi, who was stabbing her forearm and looking forward to her.

“What do you do by talking for nothing? He’s a kid who makes up nonsensical words, but it’s just my son’s gossip.”

“Well. If it’s him, I’ll stay like that.”

While I was drinking beer, I was chatting with other classmates for a while, and a friend sitting at the table across from me saw Lee Seon-ok and asked.

“By the way, isn’t your son about to go to college now?”

Then, the squirrel sitting next to him added a small expression as if he was doing it for a friend.

“Ask him something like that. If we had gone to a good place, we would have known sooner.”

“Oh, is that so?”

Seeing this, Kyungmi Han, who was sitting next to her, was furious.

“Oh, my son…”

“Kyung-mi.”

Lee Seon-ok quietly sang Han Kyung-mi, restrained him, and looked at the succubus with a smile.

“Yeah, I went to college last year. I’m going to Korea University now.”

Then, Choi Sook-young’s face hardened as if she had chewed poop.

Friends making a fuss around them.

“Oh my gosh, you’re going to Korea University? That’s great. What is it?”

“Seon-ok, you did well in school too. You look like your mother!”

“Ugh, I entered the economics department. Hey, you look like me…”

All of a sudden, the center of the story moved naturally to Lee Seon-ok, and Chok-sae’s lips were poked out as the rice cakes of his son’s junior college admissions were buried in an instant.

“Are the outsiders still civil servants?”

“Is it okay for your family to live on the salary of civil servants these days?”

“I heard that local house prices are falling out of the bubble these days, are you okay?”

“I’m addicted to golf these days. Do you want to play with Seon-ok too? Oh, it’s rural, so the infrastructure isn’t that great?”

Seeing Sook-young constantly asking questions with poison rising in an attempt to somehow find a weakness, the eyes of her friends also frowned.

Lee Seon-ok tried not to care as much as possible about that kind of thing, and fell into conversations with other friends.

They were friends I met for the first time in ten years, so I didn’t realize that time passed with a smile as if I had returned to my childhood days.

“Now, shall we get up soon? Those who have to go into the house should go.”

It was already ten o’clock and everyone got up.

Chucksae opened her mouth as she left for the parking lot.

“Seon-ok should go to the countryside. Are you going down by train?”

“Yeah, now I have to ride the KTX. I have reserved tickets.”

“Then will you take me to Seoul Station?”

When he asks if he is being kind for some reason, he adds a word.

“My husband picked me a foreign car for our wedding anniversary. How about a test drive?”

“Ugh, it’s okay.”

Then, I heard the murmur of the classmates who had gone to the parking lot first.

“Oh, what. Isn’t that Ryu Yeon-woo? Are you filming around here?”

“It’s true. Oh, my daughter is a huge fan.”

“Do you think you’re a fan?”

Yeon-woo got out of the sports car and walked over laughing at the murmuring ladies.

“Oh, did you come to this store?”

“Awesome. Boy, we got it. I see celebrities like this up close.”

“What kind of bear statue or something did you get this time?”

Yeon-woo found her mother coming out of the store among the aunts.

“mother!”

Yeon-woo approaches with a smile and waving his hand warmly.

“Huh? Mother?”

“Is Ryu Yeon-woo’s mother in this store?”

Lee Seon-ok smiled brightly and took a step forward.

“Son, how did you know you got here?”

“Father called. I’ll pick you up.”

The mouths of the classmates around them opened wide.

“Huh. What is this?”

“You say Ryu Yeon-woo is Seon-ok’s son?”

“Then the son who passed the Korea University…?”

Then her exultant friend, Kyung-mi Han, put her hand on her waist.

“That’s right, there was a lot of buzz last year. An actor who passed the economics department at Hankuk University on time. Seon-ok is his son.”

Hearing Han Kyung-mi’s words, it seemed as if they had just accepted the situation, and the classmates closed their mouths and flocked to the surroundings.

“Oh my gosh! I’m a big fan of Auntie. Nice to meet you.”

“Awesome. Don’t you remember your aunt? I saw it at a wedding when I was young, and when I was in a hurry.”

Looking at her mother’s friends like that, Yeon-woo smiled.

“Nice to meet you. This is Ryu Yeon-woo, the son of Mrs. Lee Seon-ok.”

Seeing Yeonwoo like that, a smile naturally appeared on the lips of the classmates.

“Oh my gosh, you are so handsome.”

“Oh my gosh, Seon-ok, why didn’t you tell me about such a wonderful son sooner?”

“Ugh, I was proud of…? You said you went to Korea University.”

At Lee Seon-ok’s answer, his friend glanced at him and lightly patted his forearm.

“Hey, the problem with Korea University is that he’s a great actor who promotes our nation’s prestige.”

“Haha, no. I’ve just left the rookie.”

“Oh, how can you be so humble?”

I didn’t say anything because I was afraid that there would be some gossip on the Internet, but as it came to light, I started introducing my friends to my son.

“This is Young-seon’s aunt.”

“hello.”

“Oh, I bought you a toy when I was little, don’t you remember?”

“And you know this one? Aunt Kyungmi and her best friend.”

After introducing them one by one, when only Choi Sook-young, who was standing in the corner with a poopy expression, was left, Lee Seon-ok glanced at her and took out her smartphone and looked at the time.

“Hey, the train is running out of time.”

“Oh, then let’s go quickly. I’ll see you later, Aunts.”

“Did I become Ryu Yeon-woo’s nephew today?

After saying hello with a smile, Yeon-woo ran and opened the front passenger door of the red sports car.

“Oh, my son has good manners.”

Yeon-woo put her mother in the passenger seat and started the car.

“Mother, what time is the train? Shall we go faster?”

“Huh? No, I have plenty of time. It’s an 11 o’clock train.”

Yeon-woo looked at the clock and opened his mouth.

“Yes? It’s almost time for the train…”

After hearing Yeon-woo’s words, the mother remembered the crowbar standing there, and smiled brightly.

“Ugh, there’s something like that. It’s refreshing.”

In the car heading to Seoul Station, only Yeon-woo tilted his head.

***

As we headed to the practice room to formally coordinate the music broadcast schedule and match Seo Ji-eun, Yeon-woo’s smartphone rang.

– +1 (213) 807-67···.

Yeon-woo looked at the screen of his smartphone and tilted his head while trying to reject the call, thinking it was voice phishing to the caller number made up of complex numbers.

“The country code number 1 is the United States, where was 213…”

I remembered when I pressed answer the call.

There is still only one person in Los Angeles who can call Yeonwoo in this lifetime.

“Crisy?”

– Oh, how did you know? do you know my number

Yeonwoo laughed at the welcoming voice of Chrissy Monroe, the music director of “Sketch”.

“No. 213. The only person in LA who can call me is Chrissy. How have you been?”

– Congratulations-! First of all, congratulations I mean Berlin.

“Thank you. It’s all thanks to Chrissy for giving me a good song.”

– After all, I heard that Jainari was doing a real stage, so I arranged it a little bit, right?

According to Chrissy, the existing songs are not suitable to be performed on the air, so the arrangement was arranged with a little guitar solo in the middle.

At the time of crank-up, the contract was over and the movie had already been released, but I felt grateful to Krissy for working hard like it was her own job.

“Thank you, Chrissy. I’ll definitely treat you to a meal when I go to America.”

– meal? I wish it was Korean food. Anyway, I came home and made Korean food for my daughter, and I really like it. I’m obsessed with K-pop these days.

“Oh, is it? The program Jainari is performing this time is also a music show where K-pop idols are the mainstream, so if a song written by your mother comes out, your daughter will like it too, right?”

While Yeonwoo and Krissy were talking on the phone with a smile, a slightly worried voice could be heard over the receiver.

– By the way, the solo was a bit more difficult because I was excited to arrange it, right? Hmm, I’m sure I could do it enough if I were you. ‘Cause I’ve done it all

“Is that so?”

Hearing only the conversation with Chrissy, I couldn’t get a sense of how the arrangement was made.

Suddenly, Min-soo’s car arrived at the building where the practice room was, and Yeon-woo got out of the car and went up in the elevator.

“It’s been a while, Producer. Well, noona hasn’t come yet.”

“Oh, yes. Seo Ji-eun is about an hour late.”

I said hello to the mixing engineer and producer who was in charge of “Sketch” and played the arrangement file that Krissy had sent me.

The existing song ‘Paint’ is a song sung in the movie with a simple melody just like the acoustic guitar in the back seat of the village bus, so it was boring to do it on a music show.

An arrangement with a little more composition while preserving the feel of the original song.

“Um, is that good?”

The producer who was listening with Yeonwoo also nodded.

Then, in the middle part, the solo part started and the guitar sound was strong, and then a dull pounding sound started to be heard in line with the beat.

“Well?”

The producer and Yeonwoo tilted their heads at the same time.

It doesn’t sound like a drum…

“Is this the sound of hand tapping the guitar?”

While reading the manual attached to Yeonwoo’s words, the producer clapped his hand.

“That’s right. I played the guitar and took out the violin for the next part…”

At the same time as the producer’s words, the sound of the violin began to be heard.

“It’s a part that wasn’t in the original song at all.”

I thought the original song was a bit boring for a music show, so I think Yeonwoo put a solo that would stand out.

“By the way, is it possible to play an instrument yourself? I heard that bands usually play the recorded sound and just pretend to play…”

“Ah, bands hear multiple sounds overlapping each other, so it’s impossible to catch them all because the noise from the scene or the audience’s cheering is too loud. The actor is playing alone, so there won’t be any problem. I’ll definitely check that with the music broadcaster. .”

Yeon-woo nodded and checked the changed part while looking at the arranged version of the sheet music.

The producer clicked his tongue while looking at the same sheet music that Yeonwoo was watching on the monitor.

“Actress, this is quite difficult, isn’t it?”

“Well, it sure is.”

Yeon-woo listened to the violin while looking at the sheet music.

“Still, there is nothing that cannot be done if you practice hard.”

From the sound source that was still playing, the notes that went up and down at a fairly high speed were heard through the speaker.

‘I’m going to have a hard time with this. For the time being, I will live in the practice room.’

It was difficult to do these exercises in the officetel I live in now. You have to put in as much energy as possible when you can.

I caught my breath and looked at the sheet music and pressed the strings with my fingers.

Of course, it would be ridiculous for a person who majored in violin, but for Yeonwoo, it was definitely an arrangement that exceeded her skill level.

Yeon-woo suddenly fell into practice, and seeing him like that, the producer fell into thoughts for a moment.

‘This actor… Maybe Director Chrissy Monroe has the same thoughts as me.’

After a few days, how much practice you have been doing, you will be able to do whatever you ask for, so you must have become more and more greedy as a musician.

As the night grew deeper, the first rehearsal of the stage that would surprise the fans began.